On Being a Noticer
I had two people mention to me, after reading yesterday's post about a leaky Coke can, that they didn't understand how a spiritual lesson could be pulled from such an event. This is not the first time I've heard this, and it's always delivered in a very complimentary way. I appreciate each thought very much, but this is not my "gift" alone. You have it, too. Really, you do. I believe that we live this life, here on this planet, in preparation for what's to come. For who's to come. We were made to live and grow and develop a life that worships the One who made us, and I believe He made this earth, and the people on it, to support those activities. Our senses are there to allow us to...
Leaving a Trail
I'd needed to go to the grocery store, badly, for several days, so I finally went yesterday. (Have I told you how much I hate going grocery shopping?) I made out my list, steeled my resolve, and headed into town. I was pleased with my cart choice, once I got there, realizing that it was completely silent and all the wheels were straight and solid; not a wobble or shake to be seen. I pushed off into my usual routine, heading first to the produce section. I filled a good portion of that cart with fruits and veggies, and, feeling very satisfied by my healthy choices, I headed around to the first aisle to get the next thing on the list: Coke. (Yes, I realize that Coke is contradictory...
Grace
It started as an exciting day. At 9:30 in the morning, we made a rash decision to take a road trip, and by 10:00 we were in the car. Twenty minutes later, down the road, we finally figured out where we were going. Salado, we decided. A small town, south of Waco, Texas, known for it's little shops, art galleries, and B&B's; a place to which we'd never been. After a pleasant drive, we arrived, had a nice lunch, and start talking about the day. A small, off-the-cuff comment was made which threatened to change the tone ever-so-slightly, but we moved past it, determined to have a nice day. When we stepped back outside, however, it was a 173 degrees, which made the enjoying of the...
Home
One of our office management team just returned from Ethiopia. He and his wife didn't go for a vacation, but they did go to see something very special. Something for which they'd waited a very long time. Their daughter. If you, or anyone you know, has gone through an international adoption, you know that it takes a sweet forever to make happen. Years. Money. There are a million hoops through which you must jump, and when you finally are assigned a child, you wait and wait some more. Then, when you're ready to bring that child home, there are embassy issues which must be cleared before they (and you) can leave the country. It took them a month to get back home. But then she was here,...
Anticipation
If you're somewhere in the vicinity of my age, does that title make you think of a Heinz ketchup commercial? Anticipation....Anticipa-a-tion...It's makin' me wait (it's slowwww good)...It's keepin' me wai-ai-ai-ai-aitin'... Kudos to whomever wrote that little beauty, because it still rings through my head whenever I'm waiting on something with excitement. Yesterday, after getting a good report on my stress fracture and instructions for 2 more weeks in the bootie to protect it for Europe, I spent the afternoon working on some last minute things for the trip (a month away!). I'm in my happy place making travel plans. I've also got a precious friend heading here to Texas in November,...