Friday, September 14, 2012

Life lessons from an omelet


"This is so frustrating!" staring at the soupy mess in the pan, he shrugs and walk away.
"I can't make an omelet. It looks so easy on TV!" He mutters, looking at me for help.
 
 
"You can do it" I reply. "It just takes practice and patience"
 
Practice and patience, so easy to say, so hard to do!
 
In this day of pre-packed goodies and microwave, there is no waiting. We can have it now.
But in the scary kingdom of Culinary, a different principle reigns. Time, patience and practice are the buzz words of creating something beautiful and delicious.
 
Like life!
 
How often do we wish we could be "perfect" the first time we try something. Do you stand up the first time you try to water ski? What about swimming? Do you fly across the pool like the Olympians a few weeks ago the first time you put your foot in the water? Remember that thing called walking? Not many of us do till we see little ones struggle to take that first step. Time, practice and patience - key words for life!
 
 
Time and temperature
 
In cooking, timing is everything. Too much time in the oven or on the stove and the results aren't pretty. Not enough time isn't appealing either. Too hot or too cool and you throw your dinner away! Timing is essential.
 
We are cared for by a loving, Heavenly Father who knows just how much time and heat is needed in our lives to reveal a beautiful, complete and mature daughter or son. He never takes His eye off the clock and His strong fingers rest on the temperature control.
 
His timing  and temperature are perfect.
 
Practice and Patience
 
When gathering ingredients for your culinary creation, you choose the best you can find.
You lay everything on the counter and follow the instructions to the letter. You watch the timer and check the temp often, anticipating a yummy treat when the buzzer sounds.
You check the pan and  it's not right. Your omelet is not as high, the crust is too brown, the inside is runny! 
 
So you give up, throw up your hands in disappointment and fling the omelet into the garbage!
 
No! You persevere. You read the recipe again. You ask for help. You try again! And little by little you improve your technique and soon you see the most beautiful omelet on your plate.
 
It is ok to mess up! It's ok not to be perfect in our walk with Christ, our relationships with others, our dealing with our kids. We learn by doing, by redoing, by forgiving others and ourselves. We are persistent, not perfect.
 
Our perfect God showers us with GRACE and LOVE. We are His creation, formed in His image and nurtured by His love. He does not condemn us but picks us up, holds our hand and walks with us in this life.
 
Each day He sees growth.
 
He molds our hearts to be more like Him.
He fills us with His Word
He sits with us in our quiet times.
He dances with us in our joys.
He holds us close in the dark times.
 
 He is lovingly patient and expects us to practice, practice, practice!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

A Dream? Part Two


Ever so softly I hear footsteps.
There is a rustling of fabric all around me.
Gentle fingers lower my hands from my face.
 
I open my eyes and gasp!
His knees are touching mine!
My God, my Jesus is kneeling in front of me -
My King!
The thundering of my heart deafens me.
I cry out, "Oh, my God!"
I sob - great shaking sobs.
Emotions well up and choke me -
I can't breath!
 
"Peace", softly whispered
 
All is calm
My heart beat slows and steadies.
I breath in His sweetness.
I am not afraid.
 
He wraps His arms around me
and pulls me close.
The softness of his robe is like down on a  bird's breast.
 
I listen.
I hear His heart beat.
Quick, joyful beating -
I am stunned!
 He is excited to see me!
It slows to a steady rhythm and
mine follows its beat.
 
From deep inside I hear a murmur
becoming a melody - a song!
All else quietens -
Heaven listens to the song of my King!
 
We are rocking gently,
My King and I.
He is singing over me -
Rejoicing over me.
Filling me with love, joy and peace,
 
We stay like this, lost in time.
All  worries, responsibilities,
fears, doubts, inadequacies vanish.
Only the Song remains!
 
The singing stops.
He helps up.
I feel his gentle hand under my chin
slowly tilting my face upward.
He's smiling!
His sparkling eyes filled with love!
They crinkle around the edges like I remember my
Daddy's eyes doing when he looked at me and Mom.
 
"I love you."
 He softly murmurs.
 
"You are my precious one."
He declares.
 
"You are mine -
now and forever!" 
He shouts joyfully!

 
 
 

Friday, September 7, 2012

A Dream? Part One

I walk - amazed!.
 
My senses overwhelmed with sights, sounds, smells.
Stunning beauty - the atmosphere shimmers with colors I can't describe.
My ears hear songs of wondrous harmony and breathtaking
music softly playing on finely tuned instruments.
The air is sweet,
delicately perfumed with a fragrance so intoxicating
I inhale deeply - close my eyes and savor it.
 
In front of me I see a beautifully sculpted double door.
Its gleaming panels -burnished and polished-
reflecting a glorious light emanating from the other side.
It opens as I approach.
I step across the threshold.
 
I can't see!
A light so bright, so intense yet soothing - comforting,
envelopes me.
It is part of me,
filling each cell with a golden glow
till I am totally and completely saturated with its splendor.
 
My eyes adjust slowly.
I become aware again of  voices singing, louder now.
The words, understandable and incredible!
 
"Holy, Holy, Holy
Lord God Almighty!
 
Worthy is the Lamb
to receive honor and glory.
Who is filled with wisdom and power!"
 
I fall to my knees unable to stand.
Tears of joy and sadness flow freely.
My hearts fills with intense longing - yet terrified to be so close to the King.
I bow my head, cover my face with my hands and weep.
 
 
 
 
 
 


Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Shake the "comfort Zone" of Your Heart

I hate glibly spoken catch phrases.

They're just fluff floating past. No comfort, nothing to hang on to when you are in that dark place.
No help when fear and uncertainty shake the "comfort Zone" of your heart when you hear words like:
 
Cancer
Job loss
Pay cuts
Car accident
Arrest
Emergency room
ICU
NICU
 
This is "rubber meets the road"time with our faith.
 
 I read recently that;
 
Trust - stops obsession and worry
Thankfulness - stops complaining and criticism
 
 
Trust in whom? Giving thanks to whom?
Do we believe what we easily share with others experiencing dark times?
Are our words meaningful and based on a relationship that is solid and firm?
Do we still our mind and heart, actively clearing the clutter, to know our God?
 
This past weekend, hit with some "disquieting words" I asked myself these very questions.
AND again the verses came flooding in:
 
Psalm 138 - He will answer when I call, The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me
Psalm 139 - He knows me better than I know myself, He surrounds me and places His hand on me,
                    His thoughts about me are too numerous to count.
Psalm 130 - I wait for the Lord and strengthen my hope with His Word
Psalm 126 - The Lord has done great things for me and I am filled with Joy
Psalm 121 - The Lord, my protection
Psalm 117 - The Lord loves me with a great love, unfailing love, enduring love
Zephaniah 3: 17 - The Lord is with me, He is mighty to save, He delights in me, He will  quiet me  
                     with His love and sings over me, rejoicing in me
 
When we are shaken, run to Him. Read His promises. Dwell on His greatness and love toward us.
Determine to be thankful in all things and trust His heart!
 
It's not fun, growing up is hard. Let's be real and encourage each other.  
Let's be still and know He is God!

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Hand to Hold

"What was that!!!!" shouts Finnlay on our walk around the block. "A big train horn" I replied, smiling at his enthusiasm. "Great", he replies and then chugga-chugs a few steps.

"Oh, I hear a big airplane!" shouting again at the top of his lungs. I watch him look up and all around to track down that plane.

 "Hey, Mimi, look at the flowers!" we walk to the entrance of our development. The garden area is filled with vinca's of all colors and hues. He stops to smell the flowers and picks a few for me.

"Look, circles!" he excitedly points to the man-hole covers and then runs off to find squares.

"Hey, Mimi, bumpies!" as we walk along the sidewalk with bubble bumps for traction. (he loved to go over these in a stroller when he was smaller)

We continue our walk through the neighborhood finding circles and squares, blue one and red ones.
Stopping occasionally to see ants crossing  our path or watching birds flying overhead. Finnlay focusing on his discoveries and Wendy, our poodle and I walking quietly behind .

Turning a corner we walk beside a fence stretching the full side of a patio home. From the other side comes fierce barking and growling. Finnlay says nothing, he quietly comes to my side, reaches up and takes hold of my hand. We walk unhurriedly, hand in hand to the end of the fence. The barking subsides and away he goes exploring the next ant hill or rock or stick.

Powerful lesson, huh!

Psalm 121


Monday, August 27, 2012

iPhones, iPads, internet . . oh my!

Do we take time to "Be still and know God"?

 know, ie: (dictionary.com)
1. to perceive or understand as fact or truth; to apprehend clearly and with certainty
2. to have established or fixed in the mind or memory
3. to be cognizant or aware of
4. be acquainted with (a thing, place, person, etc.), as by sight, experience, or report
5. to understand from experience or attainment

How can we know unless we are still?
 
How can we BE STILL?

 We live in a constant state of distraction -
 kids, work, schedules, TV, movies, internet, radio, Cd's, iPhones, texting, e-mails, iPads and the list goes on and on.
 
Is there a danger of becoming "hooked" on technology? Don't get me wrong. I love the technology and all the bene's that give me access to just about anything, anywhere, anyone at anytime.
But does this "access" reinforce the thinking;
"the world revolves around me, my needs, my friends, my enjoyment?"
 
Can our time be so filled with technology's busy-ness that we lack quiet time? Do we hear the bird's singing in the mornings? Do we feel the warm breezes,  see the beautiful flowers, the clouds floating by? Hear the sweet cadence of our loved one's voice or see the expressions ripple across their face?
 
Sorry, back to the subject - and then there's God. He (and all that HE is!) waits for us!
Incredibly, with no condemnation, not a frown, no huffiness, no guilt.  There is a patience, a smile, a longing to fill our hearts with His unfailing love, peace and wisdom.
 
Arms extended in invitation
A promise of healing and strength
Answers to our questions
A dancing partner in our joys
An encourager in our journey
 A safe harbor from the storm
 
 
Come away from the noise, the screen and keypad and get to KNOW the King of Kings and Lord of Lords! Now that's something to get "hooked" on!
 
 

Friday, August 24, 2012

"Hide" our Pain!!!!

Three blogs later, all deleted and now the fourth.

Just want you to know, I am praying for you today.

We try so hard to "hide" our pain from others.

Don't want to bother anyone.
"They" don't have problems like I do and won't understand.
I should be able to handle this myself.
Others seem to have it all together so why would I open up and spill out "stuff"?
Men don't share!
Don't want to be judged?
Why show my weakness?

and the BIG ONE, the great LIE - If you are a Christian you don't have these issues!

Let's get real! We ALL have a heart that's stitched up, bandaged up and put back together.
Each of us experiences grief, disappointment and pain. Sometimes we run. Sometimes we hide or ignore "it". But "it" won't go away, not really. Face to pain confrontation is inevitable.

We must hang on to the promise we are NOT alone!

Psalm 139 tells us "God is intimately acquainted with all our ways" We can't run far enough, hide deep enough, climb high enough to escape His presence in our lives. He is there with us, holding us, comforting us, loving us in all things, through all things.

But what about us?

Are we ready to see others as hurting, broken hearts. Needing tending by our hands that are guided by His? WE ALL have a story of healing, time in God's recovery room. Can we share the times we heard God say "It's ok, I'm here, I love you, I will take care of you!"

Can we seek out help and comfort from others? That's courageous! First, pray and ask the Lord who to go to - He knows who is ready to help carry the load. Second - know you are not alone!


Challenge: Can we "BE REAL", share our pain and God's healing?