Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Oscar and Tilly were both playing Simon Says - 
They both heard the same direction - 
they responded at different speeds, so this 'moment of time snapshot' shows different positions!

Our journey with other people just might might look like this.
We're walking with people who are trying to be obedient,
and trying to do what they hear is being asked of them -
 but they hear and respond differently than we do.

Our response choices are...
Rejoice in the victory - - -  our fellow follower is trying! YaY!
Look down on someone because they aren't as fast as you, as 'spiritual' as you,
as mature as you....

Please choose to encourage - please choose to offer grace -
please, please, please REJOICE - even over baby steps & slow hand motions.
It'll change your day to find things to rejoice about.
Really.  Anyone can find what's disappointing around them...
Today.Intentionally.Say.YaY. someone... yourself...


Thursday, May 17, 2012

Thoughts from a massage chair...

There will be NO pictures with this blog entry...

Yesterday, I went and got a pedicure.  It was a spur of the moment decision.  Someone had given me a gift certificate.  It's a 'walk-ins are possible' type place.

I went because I'm really, really tired.  I'm finding that I can get really tired even after doing good things.  We had a women's event this last weekend, I spoke for the Mother's Day service on Sunday, we then drove to Salem for a minister's meeting in another town - but needed to come home early so Dennis could go to another meeting on behalf of the city.  Check in with my parents.  Tired.

So, I went for a pedicure.  People seem to love pedicures.  I can count on one hand the amount of pedicures I've had.

Picture this...
Four big recliner type deals with optional vibration and roller-type massage thingy's that you enjoy, if you choose.  The man in the chair two down from me liked the "shake your head a lot" option offered by the massage chair.  The lady next to me - the major full body roller that made the chair sound like it was in distress everytime the roller rolled up her back.  On my other side I had the "absolutely no massage" lady. She felt VERY strongly about this.

And all of our feet are up on display for the convenience of the professional person assigned to each of us.  But, we could all get a good gander at each other's feet.  (No comment needed.)

The "I like my head to shake a lot" guy basically went to sleep.

The lady next to me spent most of the time explaining to her nail lady about her life long challenge with webbed toes, and how embarressing it had been for her growing up.

On the other side - there was mainly a lot of talk about Las Vegas and how old a child should be before you take them there.

You notice I haven't talked much about my conversation?  Because there wasn't any.  I had....a (I won't say elderly) older Vietnamese man giving me my pedicure.  Who did not speak to me.  There was tapping, and pointing, but no talking.  He did a fine job.  It was just different than I expected.

In my listening chair I heard (on one side) about a great church that made the complete difference to whether that woman liked living in Grants Pass or not.

On the (Las Vegas) side I heard the tech say out loud that he had found nothing that had made him happy.  The chair dweller lady responded with, "of course he was happy - he has a family and a house and a nice car - of course he is happy".

I left with better looking feet, but a broken heart and a new face to pray for.  I know I was in the listening chair for a reason.

I've had many 'listening chair' experiences recently.  Have you?  Are you finding that there are divine appointments all over the place?  Last week I listened for a good 20 minutes to a lady that I had never seen before tell me about her life struggles - - - in front of the lettuce at Albertsons.  Without introduction she just began to hand me her heartache....

Lord, help us.  Help us to really LISTEN.  To sit when you ask us to sit.  To stand where you ask us to stand.  To speak when you give us words of life to share.  To pray when you so trust that we WILL pray.

Offered with love . . .   Jeanette

Monday, May 7, 2012

Help me to GET IT...

I took this picture from inside the prayer barn at Genesee Home.  This place is set aside for ministry peeps to rest and renew and restore.   You are looking at some pastureland, some thick forest, and a mountain with snow on it - all in the same snapshot.  It is beautiful and diverse and detailed....and I drank it in from somewhere deep inside my heart.

I guess I had some huge expectations about our time at Genesee Home.  I REALLY wanted at least one good 'aha' moment.....maybe an audible message that shifted my heart forever....I listened....and waited....and listened....and waited.....   .......    .......

At one point I did hear, "turn the music off".   Evidently I was filling in the quiet - the waiting -  with my playlist - - hmmmm....

What it did was make me notice - things.  The variety, the beauty, the weeds that looked like they were growing little cotton balls, the different bird songs - - - things.

I felt at one point that God said, "I knew you'd GET this!  How cool my creation is.  You'd GET it.   I knew you'd be here during this week and I had this all ready for you - I knew you'd get it.  It comes from my heart and my hands to your heart and your hands."

Before my wrist was damaged, I really liked making custom cards for people.  They'd take forever but I really liked the process.  It's the only craft gene I have.  I really can't do cooking/sewing/crafting/decorating stuff so very well - but - I could make cards.  I knew that most people would just throw my card away after they read it - but once in awhile there would be a person who GOT IT.  They would get that it took hours to make.  They would look at how it was put together or how I got it to pop up when you opened it.  They would GET IT.  It was from my heart and my hand to their heart and their hands.

So, maybe I did get a gentle 'aha' moment, after all.  His provision, His thoughtfulness, His beauty, His gifts have been prepared for us in advanced for EACH DAY - EACH MOMENT.  I want to love and be grateful for each detail that He has prepared for me.  I can't afford to rush through my life, on to the next thing, or miss His moments because I'm waiting for the big events.

Lord, please help us to see and hear what You have for us.  The times You prepared and provided because you knew we'd get how very cool what you created, what you provided REALLY WAS.

Bless these that I walk the journey with - with YOUR HUGENESS, and Your love.

Thank you, Jesus - Who is my Sabbath Rest...