Heart To Heart

I stopped at Target today - on my way to a follow-up appointment with the surgeon. After a quick walk-through I headed to my car. Two automatic doors opened for me upon my departure...one at a time....dramatically. I heard "ta-dah" music in my head as I walked through the open doors. So easy. I loved that. Made me totally smile. I got in the car and prayed, "Lord, please open the door like that for me as I try to communicate with this doctor. I need to be courageous and I need to be clear." (These are challenging things for someone who struggles with confrontation.) Not all the doors in my life open like that. Some take some muscle. Some take some patience, because they are revolving! Some don't open because I'm 'pushing' when I should be 'pulling'. Some don't open because they are locked and bolted shut for now. The door DID open like that with the doctor. He quickly agreed to what I asked of him. We also talked briefly ab

I am amazed at how tenacious weeds are. I am amazed at their roots, and their motivation to even break through blacktop to grow. Then, there's what I WANT to grow. I love flowers but they seem to need intentional attention to flourish! The weeds will choke out their ability to bloom to their fullest capacity. Hmmmmm....reminds me of the parable in Matt. 13 about the seeds. I'm a fan of fresh vegetables as well. The ground they grow the best in involves....manure. I grew up in the Bay Area so I'm still a little surprised by somethings, I guess. A little manure in that plants life enriches it - a lot of manure can burn it. When you and I experience a little 'manure' in life we need to keep in mind that that manure enriches us - it enlarges our ability to be fruitful. Don't resent manure experiences. God has called us to bear much fruit! (Matt. 7) Yep, I just blogged about the greatness of manure. My, my, my.

Ok - so - these pictures of Jack trying to wear my reading glasses have nothing to do with 'jiggling and rolling', but he was so funny with these glasses on I couldn't help but share him! SO FUN!!!!!!! After my last blog post, I received an email from a long time friend. She was reminding me of when we worked out together at a woman's gym about a million years ago. Part of the regiment of that circuit training included a couple of interesting machines. One involved a belt that you leaned into and it jiggled your....body....at a fairly rapid pace. (In hopes of shaking some of the fat cells loose, evidently.) You sat on the other machine. It wasn't terribly comfortable because it was a series of rollers that spun while you tried to sit on them. (In hopes of beating the celulite loose, evidently.) I think I have exercise stories like some people have diet stories. Pilates (where I discovered I don't even HAVE a core) - the exercise ball (where I discovere