Sitting here at Max and Ermas in Oaks PA. I realize that my patience could use a little work. I am pretty annoyed at the fact that I sat here for a good ten minutes before anyone noticed that i was here. I was just about to storm out in a huff, making sure to let EVERYONE know how disgusted I am with the shoddy service, when not one, but two wait-people stopped by like "is anyone helping you". Duh! (do i look like i am drinking a soda right now?)
We are often reminded that patience is a virtue. In fact the Word tells us that patience is a perfecter. As a spirit filled woman of God, shouldn't i aspire to patience even in my every day life? In this society of 'right now' please and thank you, our patience apparatus is malfunctioning in a major way. I want what i want and I want it right now! And if you make me wait too long I just might have to talk to your manager and get you fired, or worse yet killed (OK, I realize it's probably not quite that serious).
As I sit here looking at the neon sign that reads "hot cookies NOW" I realize that there are some things more important than getting served in a hurry. One of them is having the opportunity to think things through, realize where I need work, and to have the opportunity to share those thoughts with you.
James 1:4 (King James Version)
But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.
Thanks for listening.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
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You cut through me like a hot knife through butter.
Baring my soul with your quickness.
Looking through me as though I wore clear crystal as skin and bone.
Seeing me with your eyes of wisdom, you read me as though I were a book, my pages layed open for your perusal.
Nothing is hidden from view, even those things I would protect are strewn before you like the playthings of a child.
My clumsy hands cannot withhold them.
You know me better than I know myself, understanding my thoughts afar off.
If only I would take heed to you, I could begin to understand myself.
For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
Thanks for listening
Baring my soul with your quickness.
Looking through me as though I wore clear crystal as skin and bone.
Seeing me with your eyes of wisdom, you read me as though I were a book, my pages layed open for your perusal.
Nothing is hidden from view, even those things I would protect are strewn before you like the playthings of a child.
My clumsy hands cannot withhold them.
You know me better than I know myself, understanding my thoughts afar off.
If only I would take heed to you, I could begin to understand myself.
For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Appendicitis.
Hi blog watchers! Sorry it has been so long since I have written anything. I was going through a dry spell. I plant to start trying to write a minimum of once a week, if only to share with you how its going.
Last week I was back home in Michigan with my son who had his appendix out. How scary was that? By the way, what the heck is an appendix anyway and why do we even have one? All it does is sit there inside with the potential to cause great pain and even death! Thankfully most of us never have to deal with it, but for those who do.. WHOO, I feel so sorry.
Anyway it got me to thinking about how our lives (in this world) are so short and precious. I pray that each of us can live life to our fullest potential realizing that each day is a gift. I mean, what they told me at the hospital is that if that appendix burst, it dispenses a good dose of poison into your body which could actually kill you. AND, on top of that, there is no warning when this might happen, its the intense pain of the swollen appendix that drives you to the hospital which by then could actually be too late!
If you are interested (an nuts like me), you can click here to read more about appendix and appendicitis.
Today I just want us to consider the idea that tomorrow is not promised to any of us. It doesn't matter if you are young or old, healthy or not. Not to be morbid, but honestly, when we leave here, how do we want to be remembered? I know for myself that I want to do something significant, something that will have an impact on the world. I don't want to waste my time feeling miserable and sorry for myself, I want to live like there is no tomorrow realizing that when I go from here, I am not taking anything with me.
So, let each day, be your best day!
Mathew 6:19-21 (NASB) “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. “But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Thanks for listening.
Last week I was back home in Michigan with my son who had his appendix out. How scary was that? By the way, what the heck is an appendix anyway and why do we even have one? All it does is sit there inside with the potential to cause great pain and even death! Thankfully most of us never have to deal with it, but for those who do.. WHOO, I feel so sorry.
Anyway it got me to thinking about how our lives (in this world) are so short and precious. I pray that each of us can live life to our fullest potential realizing that each day is a gift. I mean, what they told me at the hospital is that if that appendix burst, it dispenses a good dose of poison into your body which could actually kill you. AND, on top of that, there is no warning when this might happen, its the intense pain of the swollen appendix that drives you to the hospital which by then could actually be too late!
If you are interested (an nuts like me), you can click here to read more about appendix and appendicitis.
Today I just want us to consider the idea that tomorrow is not promised to any of us. It doesn't matter if you are young or old, healthy or not. Not to be morbid, but honestly, when we leave here, how do we want to be remembered? I know for myself that I want to do something significant, something that will have an impact on the world. I don't want to waste my time feeling miserable and sorry for myself, I want to live like there is no tomorrow realizing that when I go from here, I am not taking anything with me.
So, let each day, be your best day!
Mathew 6:19-21 (NASB) “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. “But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Thanks for listening.
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