Daily Walk with the Holy Spirit

Thursday, August 23, 2007

I see you!

It started to happen gradually. One day I was walking my son Jake to school. I was holding his hand and we were about to cross the street when the crossing guard said to him, "Who is that with you, young fella?"

"Nobody," he shrugged.


The crossing guard and I laughed. My son is only 5, but as we crossed the street I thought, "Oh my goodness, nobody?"

I would walk into a room and no one would notice. I would say something to my family - like "Turn the TV down, please" - and nothing would happen. Nobody would get up, or even make a move for the remote. I would stand there for a minute, and then I would say again, a little louder, "Would someone turn the TV down?" Nothing.

Just the other night my husband and I were out at a party. We'd been there for about three hours and I was ready to leave. I noticed he was talking to a friend from work. So I walked over, and when there was a break in the conversation, I whispered, "I'm ready to go when you are." He just kept right on talking.

I'm invisible.

It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all.

I'm invisible.

Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?

Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being.

I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please."

I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again.

She's going!¸ she's going!¸ she's gone!

One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this."

It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe.

I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."

In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book.

I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:

No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names.

These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.

They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.

The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.

A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof?

No one will ever see it.

The workman replied, "Because God sees."

I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place.

It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte.

I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does.

No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over.

"You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."

At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction.

But it is not a disease that is erasing my life.

It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness.

It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.

I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder.

As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.

The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.

When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table."

That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself.

I just want him to want to come home.

And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."

As mothers, we are building great cathedrals.

We cannot be seen if we're doing it right.

And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Thought provoking....

Don't let your worries get the best of you; remember, Moses started out as a basket case.

Some people are kind, polite, and sweet-spirited until you try to sit in their pews.

Many folks want to serve God, but only as advisors.

It is easier to preach ten sermons than it is to live one.

The good Lord didn't create anything without a purpose.

When you get to your wit's end, you'll find God lives there.

People are funny; they want the front of the bus, the middle of the road, and the back of the church.

Opportunity may knock once, but temptation bangs on your front door forever.

Quit griping about your church; if it was perfect, you couldn't belong.

If the church wants a better pastor, it only needs to pray for the one it has!

God Himself does not propose to judge a man until he is dead. So why should you??

Some minds are like concrete thoroughly mixed up and permanently set.

Peace starts with a smile.

I don't know why some people change churches; what difference does it make which one you stay home from?!

A lot of church members who are singing "Standing on the Promises" are just sitting on the premises.

We were called to be witnesses, not lawyers or judges.

Be ye fishers of men. You catch them - He'll clean them.

Coincidence is when God chooses to remain anonymous.

Don't put a question mark where God put a period.

Don't wait for 6 strong men to take you to church.

Forbidden fruits create many jams.

God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called.

God grades on the cross, not the curve.

God loves everyone, but probably prefers "fruits of the spirit" over religious nuts!

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.

He who angers you, controls you!! (so true)

If God is your Co-pilot - swap seats! (right now)

Don't give God instructions -- just report for duty!

The task ahead of us is never as great as the Power behind us.

The Will of God never takes you to where the Grace of God will not protect you.

We don't change the message, the message changes us!!

You can tell how big a person is by what it takes to..........discourage him.

The best mathematical equation I have ever seen: 1 cross + 3 nails= 4given.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Something to think about...

Just think about it...

- We take this all for granted.

--Our heart beats around 100,000 times every day.

- Our blood is on a 60,000-mile journey.

- Our eyes can distinguish up to one million color surfaces and take in more information than the largest telescope known to man.

- Our lungs inhale over two million liters of air every day, without even thinking.

They are large enough to cover a tennis court.

- Our hearing is so sensitive it can distinguish between hundreds of thousands of different sounds.

- Our sense of touch is more refined than any device ever created.

- Our brain is more complex than the most powerful computer and has over 100 billion nerve cells.

- We give birth to 100 billion red cells every day.

- When we touch something, we send a message to our brain at 124 mph.

- We have over 600 muscles.

- We exercise at least 30 muscles when we smile.

- We are about 70 percent water.

- We make one liter of saliva a day.

- Our nose is our personal air-conditioning system: it warms cold air, cools hot air and filters impurities.

- In one square inch of our hand we have nine feet of blood vessels, 600 pain sensors, 9000 nerve endings, 36 heat sensors and 75 pressure sensors.

So why would anyone proclaim there is no God????

Thursday, August 16, 2007

God's Grace

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog, Lucky.

Lucky was a real character.

Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a Weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their Luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his Fancy.

Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up Missing.

Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the Basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's Favorite toys.

Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he Was very particular that his toys stay in the box.

It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer.

Something Told her she was going to die of this disease, she was just Sure it was fatal.

She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear Riding her shoulders.

The night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled With Lucky.

A thought struck her...what would happen to Lucky?

Although the three-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog Through and through.

If I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought.

He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him.

The thought made Her sadder than thinking of her own death.

The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors Had anticipated and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks.

Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog Just drooped, whining and miserable.

Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital.

When She arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make It up the steps to her bedroom.

Jim made his wife comfortable on The couch and left her to nap.

Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she Called.

It made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her andShe dozed.

When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand What was wrong.

She couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and Hot.

But panic soon gave way to laughter when Mary realized the Problem.

She was covered, literally blanketed, with every Treasure Lucky owned!

While she had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after Trip to the basement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite Things in life.

He had covered her with his love.

Mary forgot about dying.

Instead she and Lucky began living Again, walking further and further together every night.

It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky?

He still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure.

Live everyday to the fullest.

Remember it is a blessing From God.

The people who make a difference in your life are not the Ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. ......They're the ones who care.

"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting Some kind of battle."

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Leave the rest to God.
- Author unknown-