The Gift of Empathy

Empathy is something the world could use a lot more of.
Empathy is something the world could use a lot more of.

A few weeks ago, a child was brought back to our school on the bus, because no one was at home. This occurrence is fairly common at our school. It’s an elementary school, so if the bus driver sees that no one is at home, they bring them back to the school.

Sometimes when this happens, the child is not fazed in the least. They accept that sometimes miscommunications happen or emergencies occur.

Sometimes the child is really upset and worried. On that particular day, the little boy was inconsolable. We tried desperately to convince him that everything would be okay, but he wasn’t buying it.

He was frantic until we could find his mother and he was assured that all was well and someone was on the way to pick him up.

On my way out the door to an orthodontist appointment, after he was calmer, I chatted with him for a few more minutes. There was a very loud play practice going on to our left. My co-worker was at the window waiting for another bus to come in, when the little boy looked at me and said quietly, “My bus driver told me that as long as there are children at the school, someone will stay with them.”

As my heart shattered into a hundred pieces, I assured him with all of the sincerity in my soul, that he would never be left at school alone. I reminded him that the principal was still there, and that all of those children were still there for play practice, and that my co-worker was still there. We even have an after school program.

But, his words weighed heavily on my fractured heart. He was terrified of being left alone. Haven’t we all been there? If you have ridden around the sun enough times, you have likely felt abandoned at some point. You have likely felt alone.

Whether it was actually a physical state of being alone or an emotional state, it’s a terrible feeling of hopelessness and if we’re not careful, it can scar us. It can lead us to be guarded and defensive. On the other hand, if we allow grace to work, it can teach us empathy, something that is blaringly absent in today’s world.

When we have empathy for others, we try to put ourselves in their shoes. We take the focus off of ourselves and try to understand what the other person is going through, even if that person hasn’t been particularly kind towards us.

God is perhaps the best empathizer of all. He wasn’t content to stay in Heaven at a distance. He sent His son to become one of us. God became one of us through Jesus. So, He truly understands our hearts when we celebrate and when we mourn. He understands what it’s like to be loved and hated, and He knows first hand what it’s like to feel abandoned and alone.

It’s certainly an easier route to close ourselves off to the pain of others. There’s so much of it; it can be overwhelming. But this Advent Season, as we prepare to celebrate the birth of Christ, maybe we should ask ourselves, “What would Jesus do?”

The words of a child reminded me. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

 

No Matter the Weather

No matter the weather, God has us covered.
No matter the weather, God has us covered.

Yesterday at work, the most popular topic of conversation was that rain was headed our way. Weather is always a well discussed subject in rural Georgia, but lately it’s been the centerpiece of our thoughts as well as our conversations.

We haven’t had rain in 42 long days here and to add to our misery, a good portion of the north Georgia mountains are on fire. In a state known for its humidity, we have become much more like a desert lately.

Rain is one of those things that we don’t give much thought to unless it is interfering with our plans somehow, like a day at the pool or the 4th of July picnic. The other instance that causes us to really think about it, is times when we need it.

Rain is an interesting phenomenon. Too much of it makes the earth flood and causes all types of disaster and damage. Too much rain will kill crops.  Too little of it results in drought. Crops can’t grow without rain. Trees are weakened without rain. We would eventually run out of drinking water without rain.

It’s all about balance. Isn’t it always?

I found myself pondering the concepts of rain and drought all day yesterday. I thought about how our lives go through times of drought and floods as well.

Sometimes we find ourselves wondering if the rains of change will ever stop. There are seasons where we want more than anything for the earth to stop turning. We long for a day of peace where nothing changes and nothing new happens, good or bad. We get to a point where we truly believe that just one more thing added to our already heavy load, will actually drown us somehow.

We don’t dare ask, “what else can happen?” but we think it. We find ourselves praying for peace and stability and we wonder if God hears us.

But, then there are those seasons where we wonder if anything will ever change. We pray and pray for some spiritual rain, for guidance, for a new plan or the next step, or answers, and we find God is silent. We wonder if He’s even listening to our parched prayers as we send them upward.

He hears our prayers in times of floods and times of drought and in every season in between. He is at work in our lives in every season and those who are willing to stubbornly hold onto faith and stand fast, will see His work eventually. Neither His power nor His plan can be missed if we are always at watch for them.

The Bible assures us that we never walk alone. We get assurances like:

“When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up, the flames will not consume you.” Isaiah 43:2

“And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.” Philippians 1:6

Our forecast reminded me that the weather, like our circumstances, will always change. Sometimes the change is welcome and sometimes it is not. Either way, God’s got this whatever your this may be.

Sometimes I need reminding. Perhaps you do too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

 

In Preparation

Advent calls us to prepare ourselves spiritually for the birth of Christ.
Advent calls us to prepare ourselves spiritually for the birth of Christ.

I have two Facebook friends who have recently had babies. They shared their journeys from first announcing their pregnancies, to showing their growing baby bumps with each passing month. There was great joy in every shared photo. Then there were showers when well wishers gathered to give gifts in celebration and preparation of the lives that grew inside.

Thanks to social media, I was able to be a part of the expectation of the pending births. I was able to celebrate with them and pray for them.

There’s a lot of preparation that goes into welcoming a new child into a home. Besides all of the physical needs like cribs and diapers, any parent will tell you that life is never the same after the birth of a child. You find that your life is never really your own again and almost inexplicably, you are happy about it.

You come to realize that you never really understood how full your heart could become or how much you can love another human being. When you see your child for the first time, you know you have had a brush with the Divine.

Yesterday, marked the beginning of Advent. It’s a time when Christians are supposed to get ready for the birth of Christ. There are four Sundays in Advent and then we celebrate Christmas Day.

The Advent season is a busy time for most of us. There are gifts to buy and meals to plan, decorating to do and parties to attend. It’s incredibly easy to lose the meaning in the hustle and bustle of it all and to get incredibly stressed and overwhelmed. All Christians have a common enemy who is all too happy to see that happen.

But, Advent is meant to be a spiritual time of preparation. Just as parents-to-be have to do more to prepare for the birth of a child than the merely physical, we are called to use Advent to prepare our hearts for Jesus.

We are called to remember what the world looked like before the birth of Christ and perhaps relate it to what some of it looks like now without Him. We are called to remember the faith of a terrified teenager and a man who stood by her even though she carried a child who was not his. We are called to remember angels who brought the news to the couple straight from God Himself.

We are called to reflect upon a city who made no room for the Messiah and possibly to ask ourselves if we are doing any better some two thousand years later. We are called to consider that God chose a group of hard working shepherds, who lived on the fringe of society, to announce the birth of His Son and perhaps to give those who live on the fringe of our society today, a second look.

We are called to remember and reflect upon the love of God and His perfect plan. We are called to believe in miracles. As the Advent season gets into full swing, I’m going to begin each day with a prayer that God will remind me that we are getting ready to celebrate the coming of the light of the world and that I am called to reflect that light to all who cross my path.

Perhaps you would like to join me.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

A Week of Thanks

Thanksgiving Reflections
Thanksgiving Reflections

My kids have the week off for Thanksgiving break and I’m going to take the week off to spend with them and enjoy some family time. I pray that as a nation, we will all take a step back from all of the negativity and fighting and reflect upon the many blessings that have been bestowed upon us. I pray that we will remember Who has given us those many blessings and return our hearts and souls to Him. The Bible says that Jesus holds all things together. I pray that if we earnestly seek Him, He will unify us as a Nation.

Perhaps you would like to join me.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Wendy 🙂

 

That’s What Christians Do

The opportunity to bless others sometimes shows up in unexpected ways.
The opportunity to bless others sometimes shows up in unexpected ways.

I haven’t been spending much time on Facebook lately. The political barbs are still flying and quite frankly, I’m tired of hearing it. I have never believed that a man or a woman was the answer to our country’s problems. If we are putting our faith in humanity alone, we have missed the boat.

But, when I did take a moment to scroll through my feed last night, a post from GodVine caught my eye. The headline was about a grandma’s text sent to a wrong person, going viral.

Now, my sweet Mama loves to consider herself tech savvy and that sounded exactly like something she would do, so I stopped to read it.

Apparently, a grandma named Wanda, meant to text the details of her upcoming Thanksgiving dinner to her grandson, but texted a perfect stranger instead. The 17 -year-old stranger was a senior in high school, named Jamal. When he didn’t recognize her number, he asked who she was.

She replied, “your grandma.” He then asked for a picture, which she sent. He then sent her a selfie, expecting to end the conversation when she saw they clearly were not related, but he asked her if he was still invited.

I imagine he never expected to hear from her again.

But, she replied, “Of course he was invited, she would save him a plate because that’s what grandma’s do, feed everyone.”

The shocked teen posted screen shots of the conversation all over Twitter, saying, “Somebody’s grandma is coming in clutch this year!!” (which simply means, saving the day)

Wanda’s act of kindness has been re-tweeted 150,000 times. Jamal said, “With…all the racial comments going on, it’s kind of good to see there’s still good people out there.”

Wanda was surprised about all of the attention and she met Jamal and his family a couple of days later and officially invited them to Thanksgiving dinner. They accepted.

Tears streamed down my face as I read this story. These are the stories that we need to share. The call to love one another is strong and we are often given so many unexpected opportunities to show the love of Jesus to those who so desperately need to see it.

Abraham Lincoln attempted to use the Thanksgiving holiday during the Civil War, to unite the country and he issued a proclamation: “I do therefore invite my fellow citizens…..to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next, as a day of thanks and praise to our beneficient Father who dwelleth in the Heavens. I also recommend while offering up ascriptions justly due Him for such singular deliverances and blessings, they do also with humble pentinence for our nationwide perverseness and disobedience, commend to His tender care all those who have become widows, orphans, mourners or sufferers in the lamentable civil strife in which we are currently engaged, and fervently implore the interposition of the Almighty Hand to heal the wounds of this nation and to restore it as soon as may be consistent with the Divine to the full enjoyment of peace, harmony, tranquility and Union.”

It almost sounds like a prayer, a prayer we could surely pray over 150 years later. I think Abe would be equally proud of Wanda and Jamal. Agreeing to accept a kindness is every bit as much a testament to faith as extending the kindness is.

I pray this Thanksgiving, that we will seek more stories like Wanda and Jamal’s and share them. I pray that we will become willing participants in stories like theirs. I pray that we will take a cue from Wanda, and make it our mission to feed everyone, because that’s what Christians do.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

 

 

Life is Not Like Golf

Does our daily walk reflect thanks and faith?
Does our daily walk reflect thanks and faith?

At a recent high school football game where our team completed a really long drive to the goal post, the announcer made the comment that the crowd needed to make some noise and reminded us that we weren’t watching golf.

His statement worked and the crowd started cheering. The team needed to hear that enthusiasm and they began to play even better.

I thought about the golf statement in the weeks that went by. Golf is a subdued game. Not only are spectators expected to be quiet, there are officials who actually hold up signs with the word “quiet” on them.

Football is not a quiet game. It’s loud and rowdy and the players love to be cheered on with all of the noise the fans can muster.

We are a week away from Thanksgiving and I wonder what kind of picture of gratitude I give to the people around me. I have much to be thankful for as do most of the people I know. I have a family. I have friends. I have a home. I have running water that gets hot. I have electricity. I live in a country where I am free to worship as I please.

I have faith in a God who has promised me eternity with Him after I finish my journey here.

Do I reflect my faith and my thanks to the world around me like a football fan or is my reflection more subdued, like a golf fan? Do people feel like they want to draw closer to Jesus after spending time with me? Is my faith hard to miss?

As I pondered these questions, I was reminded that like the players on a football field, God’s people need cheering on. We need to let people know that we are praying for them. We need to encourage each other as much as possible. We need to stand in the gaps and offer a helping hand when we can.

As Christians, we need to live loudly, so our faith is hard to miss, because life is not a game of golf. It gets rough and rowdy sometimes and at times, it’s the cheers from the sidelines that make all of the difference.

A football announcer reminded me. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

 

 

Yearning for Christmas

Perhaps the rush to decorate for Christmas is a symptom of our heart's desire for Jesus.
Perhaps the rush to decorate for Christmas is a symptom of our heart’s desire for Jesus.

A friend of mine commented the other night, about how she doesn’t spend that much time on Facebook. But, she said what she had noticed lately, was that every time she logged on, someone was sharing pictures of how they had already decorated for Christmas. It’s not even Thanksgiving yet.

I’ll have to admit that I have noticed the same trend myself. I even heard a dad who was checking his kids out of school one day last week, say that his wife wanted to go ahead and decorate for Christmas this year.

We expect it from retailers. They go straight from Halloween to Christmas. They skip right over Thanksgiving, I suspect, because it doesn’t make them any money. A season where we are supposed to be thankful for what we have is not big boom for business.

But, what’s going on with the American people?

I have given it some thought and I have a theory.

Americans have just lived through a brutal political campaign and a brutal election. There has been lots of division and lots of ugliness and the barbs are still flying across social media. Peace and unity seem nowhere in sight. Perhaps the rush to decorate for Christmas has to do with the peace, joy and love that the holiday represents.

Perhaps that even though we have tried to commercialize and secularize Christmas as much as possible, the baby at the heart of it all, pulls us towards each other, whether we want to admit it or not. Perhaps our hearts and souls know, even if our brains don’t, that the peace that we all are yearning for these days, can only truly come from Jesus, who is the reason for the season.

So, perhaps the rush to decorate, is an effort to usher in the Advent season, where we expectantly await the coming of Christ and all He represents, balm for hurting hearts, rest for weary souls and salvation for all who ask.

As I prepare my own heart and home for this season of Thanksgiving and all that living a life of gratitude represents, I find myself joining in with all of those early decorators if only in spirit. Perhaps you would like to join us.

Oh come, oh come Emmanuel!

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

The Redeeming Business

I felt like with a little time and effort, this chair could be redeemed.
I felt like with a little time and effort, this chair could be redeemed.

A couple of weeks ago, my hubby and I picked up some chairs at a yard sale. We needed some new chairs for our kitchen table. They weren’t very attractive. They had definitely been used and showed some wear, but when I sat in a couple of them, they were very solid. They didn’t wobble in any way and they were comfortable.

It looked like it would be impossible to fit them in the back of my car, but we played a game of Tetris with them and found a way.

My daughter looked very doubtful when she saw our purchase. She wasn’t sure how we would redeem them. Since we bought seven and only needed six for our table, we decided to update the first one to be a desk chair for her. She still seemed very unconvinced as we shopped for fabric, but I knew there was something special there.

It took my hubby a long time to take that chair apart and then I sanded it to remove the old finish and prepare it for something new. Next, I painted it with a very durable oil paint that can stand up to all kinds of abuse. While it dried, my hubby and I reupholstered the old seat and back with new fabric.

We had to wait a long time for the oil paint to completely cure before we put the chair back together. But, boy, was it worth it. The chair looked brand new. It was hard to believe how ugly and beat up it had been.

My daughter was thrilled with our new creation.

It was hard to believe it was the same chair.
It was hard to believe it was the same chair.

I really enjoy giving new life to old beat up items that to the casual observer, appear to be unredeemable. Perhaps it’s because that’s what walking with Jesus does for us.

He often finds us when we are beat up and ugly, seemingly beyond repair. He finds us when we have been used and damaged from living in this broken world.

But, then He takes all of those nicks and scars which come from hurt, anger, shame and many wrong decisions and He sands them off with grace and forgiveness. He gives us a brand new interior that spills over onto our exterior.

The new creation in Christ becomes almost completely unrecognizable from the place we started from. We feel shiny and new and we can’t help but shine the light to those around us, inviting them to join us in our new found peace.

A beat up chair from a yard sale reminded me that we are never too far gone for Jesus to redeem us; that is after all, His business. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Sneaky Idols

Putting God first, gives us peace.
Putting God first, gives us peace.

Yesterday, our sermon was on the Ten Commandments. It was given by our Associate Pastor. I haven’t heard a sermon on the Ten Commandments in a long time. Before she began, she reminded us that our God is a God of law and order.

We are given rules to keep us safe. She used the example of driving a car. If we all got in our cars and drove in any direction, using any rules that we choose, disaster would surely follow. Good point.

She pointed out that rules are not optional and then she covered each one of the Ten.

When she got to having no idols, I found myself squirming a little. Sure, I’m not going to bow down to any kind of man-made image, but not being ruled by anything earthly, is more of a challenge. Things like seeking success, dream chasing and security don’t look bad on paper. But, when they become our focus above everything else, including our worship of the one true God, they become an idol.

She also threw something else into the mix I had never considered, fear. She said if we are living in fear of anything, losing a job, a medical diagnosis, ending a relationship, financial worries or even fear for our country, we are allowing fear to become and idol.

If we allow our fear to take the place of our faith and trust in God, then it’s an idol.

I thought about her point all afternoon. I thought about how it applies in my own life as well as those people around me. There seems to be a lot of fear these days. There are a lot of worried people and certainly a lot of chaos. Fear is sneaky. It can take over very quickly if we aren’t vigilant.

Could it be that the fear simply comes from taking our eyes off of God? Could it be that if we return our focus to God, first as individuals, then as families and then as a nation, that the fear would disappear? Would it then be replaced by peace?

Peace seems to be something that people desperately seek these days and it also seems to be so elusive. Could it be that a simple return to the basics, putting God first, could change all of that? Could it be that God knew that truth all of those years ago when He gave the Ten Commandments to His people through Moses?

As Christians, isn’t that what we claim to believe, that God is sovereign, that He loves us and He has a plan?

Yesterday’s sermon reminded me to watch out for idols, especially the sneaky ones. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Giving Thanks to and for Our Veterans

Today we say thanks to our veterans for their many sacrifices.
Today we say thanks to our veterans for their many sacrifices.

Today is Veteran’s Day. It was originally called Armistice Day and was first celebrated on November 11, 1919, the first anniversary of the end of World War 1. It became a national holiday in 1938. It’s a day to honor all American veterans, especially those who are living, who have served our country.

I have the utmost respect for the men and women who willingly put their own lives on the line to keep us safe. My own Daddy and Granddaddy served. It takes people of true grit to put the safety and well-being of others ahead of their own. It takes sacrifice. It takes commitment. It takes belief in something greater than themselves.

Those were the ideals of the revolutionaries who started the Great American Experiment, those ideals and their faith in God. Those ideals and faith have served us well. They seem to be somehow ingrained in our DNA and each generation since those founding fathers, has willingly stood to defend this country that they hold dear.

Today is a day that we have the opportunity to pay tribute to those who walk among us. We have the opportunity to say thanks. The school I work in is hosting a ceremony where the children of the school were encouraged to invite relatives or friends and neighbors to attend. There have been many enthusiastic responses.

There are parades in some places and many restaurants are offering free meals to our veterans. It’s not nearly enough. How do we really thank these people for all they have done for us?

Perhaps the answer is to be a better America, one that treats them with dignity and respect, one that stands for the pledge, one that respects the flag that they were willing to die for. Perhaps we need to be absolutely sure that we are teaching our children the same.

Let’s make it our business to say thanks to our veterans today and to give thanks for our veterans today, because whatever your ideology may be, if it weren’t for our veterans, and the grace of God, we would not be here today.

We have a lot to be thankful for.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂