Today was an interesting day. For once I looked at the weather on the internet-saw it was going to be in the high 60's and thougt I would be totally comfortable wearing a dress. I figured if it didn't quite make it to the high then I would still be okay. What I didn't count on was the almost tornadic winds ripping through the town of Springfield today! I'll admit, I've had a couple of close calls before and had to quickly imitate the all too familiar Marilyn Monroe stance. I guarantee she is the only one who has exuded any grace when in that position and the only one who had a smile on her face when striking that pose. And although I've never been a fan of having to take that necessary action, it has always kept me calm because it had never failed me..until today. Today, I was carrying in items for an inservice at the hospital and as all good reps do, I had loaded a wheelchair with my items. The problem was that I was not able to step two feet away from my vehicle because the wind was tearing through that area with such force there was no way I could keep my dignity in tack if I chose to walk forward. So here was my dilemma. I had 20 people waiting on me, there were 3 people standing 5 feet away from me taking in my whole struggle and I could not push the wheelchair (which by the way, mananged to almost roll away even with one of the brakes engaged because of the almost tornadic winds) and hold my dress in a semi-respectable fashion. I decided to take a seat and wait it out. The wind was not dying down, my items almost blew out of the wheelchair and I'm sure panic was etched in my face because of the hopelessness of my situation. I finally decided I couldn't wait there all day so I tried to get up and at that very moment 2 ladies walked out of the hospital and immediately asked if they could help me. Now some people are too proud or don't want to be a bother too others. Me? I think I answered before they said the "p" on help with a resounding and relieved yes. They told me to worry about my dress and then proceeded to push all my items into the hospital for me. After thanking them profusely, I thanked God for them.
While this is a slightly amusing situation (it will probably be more amusing tomorrow), I was able to see God in there actions. We live in a very busy and self-focused world. There were several people who passed me by, saw my obvious distress and didn't even slow their pace. These ladies had barely made it out the door before they offered to help me. The lessons I took from today are that no action of kindness is too small to bless someone and that we should all try to practice recieving blessings/gifts. I hope those two ladies had a great day and felt better because they had helped someone-I know my day was better because they took 60 seconds to rescue me and to take me out of a compromising situation. No action, word, or prayer is too small when you're doing it through the power of God who lives inside your heart. Hope everyone has a peaceful evening and that we can each remember to hold a door, give up a parking space, or let someone with fewer groceries go ahead of us in line. Good Night!
Sunday, October 24, 2010
I am so thankful that each day I can wake up and know that somewhere along the way, and more than likely several times along the way, I will see evidence of my Creator. It never ceases to amaze me how and where I see God in my day. Some days, I may almost miss Him as I hurry from one place to another and check each item off my list. Other days, He is displayed in such an obvious form, there is no way I can miss His presence. Today I saw God in the form of a passionate and firey lady--my sister, Donna. Now the two of us have never had a difficult time filling the silence with chatter ranging from our careers, our kids or our dreams. However it seems our best discussions about faith, grace and mercy seem to spill forth when we are in the car. On our way back from St. Louis today, we reiterated the incredible gift we have been given when Jesus died on the cross. With all the trials we face today, how awesome it is to say that God came to save the whole WORLD. That He died for ALL our sins and that HE wishes that none should perish but have everlasting life. As I grow and learn about God's purpose and the way he achieved it, it just makes me love Him more. It is so easy to get swept away in society's pace and goals they have deemed as successful and important and to forget that the world's goals are often not the ones that have been laid before us to fulfill. We talked today about the people God chose to reach the world and to spread his word-it wasn't the affluent, leaders or people who had committed no wrongs. It was a collection of people that today's society would consider not worthy of being a leader or have a chance of success; tax collectors, fisherman, murderers and shephards. Ironic how He chose the unglorified positions to walk beside Him and trusted them to go forth into the nations to spread the most precious and life-changing message there would ever be; how he filled them with the ability to heal (when they had the knowledge and faith they could) the sick in His name and the boldness to teach people about the Messiah. I don't know which disciple I parallel with the most, the one I would be most similar too if you compared us trait by trait. I do know this disciple is blessed to say that I experience Him on a day to day basis and if I am blind enough to have missed His presence during one of my crazy days, I only have to look inside myself and whisper hello and thank you.