Sunday, February 20, 2011

God is good. God is great and we thank Him for the snow.

So why should a summer-lovin’ beach goer like me do that?
Because no two snowflakes are alike.


Shawnee Inn, Pocono Mountains

     Can you imagine how many different patterns that makes? I couldn’t as I stood staring out a window one snowy night. The next morning multitudes of fluffy flakes blanketed the ground as I trudged around taking pictures. God’s magnificence was overwhelming. What a Creator!

     Have you considered the treasures of the snow? (Job 38:22) That’s just one of them.

     Another is the whiteness. It represents God’s forgiveness. Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow…(Psalm 51:7).

So before it goes, let’s treasure the snow.

Lifeline: God, the Master Creator, made snow so we would know His saving power




How about you? Do you like snow?

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Thursday, February 10, 2011

How To Be Nice When You Don't Feel Like It

1. Ask questions to understand the other person’s position
2. Help them
           
            Bang, slam, rattle-rattle-rattle. What the _____ are they doing out there?

It’s 8 AM in my, usually quiet in the morning, apartment building. Commotion shatters the silence – over 20 slams and bangs. I can’t believe people are so inconsiderate. This isn’t a barnyard with animals living in here (well, yes, maybe sometimes it seems that way).
            After an hour of the same I strolled out into the hallway (strolled only because I had been praying for the past hour). Then I questioned the maintenance man:
            Is there any reason all the doors are slamming this morning?

            He’s so nice. You don’t live in a single house, you know. Just wait 'til they start putting in the new elevator. Then it will be noisy.
            Really, now, I get it, but what’s with the loud slamming this morning?
            The workmen were here to fix your neighbor’s apartment.
            Do they have to slam 3 doors every time they come in and out?

            After a little demonstration from me about how loud it was, we both figured it out. The workmen don’t have a pass key for the outside door, so maintenance leaves it open while they carry in their stuff. That creates a breezeway and doors which normally close slowly, now slam, and rattle.
            Two days later another crew came. The same happened, except this time I went out to hold one of the doors for a young fellow heavily laden with a room-sized carpet.
            Gracias.

            Yes, thank you Lord. So much easier to try to understand and be nice than yell at him and get myself upset. Maybe I’ll have to try that again sometime - figure out the other person’s dilemma and help instead of holler at them. This won’t come easy since I’m usually the yell now, ask questions later type of person.

            What do you think? Did this strategy ever work for you? Or not? Tell me about it.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Inside the Box

How lovely it looked with red satin rippled on the rim and white lace trim. Remember those heart shaped boxes of candy received or wished for in February? This one, though, hung on the wall – a remembrance from a sweetheart, but void of sweet treats.
            The inside is what is important whether it’s a box or a person. We see the outside; God peers inside. For out of the heart come the real issues of life.
            So what’s inside the heart? Love and acceptance or hatred and rejection? Peace or unrest? Let’s focus on having hearts right with God. Otherwise we’re like that cardboard box – a nice decoration, but unfulfilled.

Lifeline :  Above all else, guard your heart…..Proverbs 4:23 (NIV)

1. Did you ever get one of those fancy heart shaped boxes?
2. When did you get it and who gave it to you?