Remember that old television show, Touched by an Angel? Where angels walked on earth, completely undetected? Do you believe in the such?I do. I believe that there are angels on earth, sent to do very specific things. I've had many experiences where, on hindsight, I believe that I interacted with an angel. A perfect stranger who just seemed to be in the right place, at precisely the right time, and kept me out of harm's way.Have you ever had such an experience? Do you even believe in the concept of angels? Tell me about it...Your comments--priceless!!
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I have a challenge for you today. If you had to bury a time capsule that represented your life TODAY, what would you put in it. This means that 100 years from now, someone would open it and, from the 10 items you've included, they should be able to figure out what your life was like.
I've been thinking about what I would bury. Here are my 10 items, in no particular order:
- my laptop
- a picture of my family
- my business card
- my Kindle
- my Blackberry
- paint swatches, all in the color pink
- my Bible
- Fairytale Brownies
- iron pills
- a thumb drive with my photo albums on them
Looking at this, I wonder what conclusions one would draw from those items. Is this really who I am--a geek? Apink, iron deficient, Christian, gadget geek? Is that who I am? Does anything speak to the fact that I'm from Washington, DC? Would you gather that I live in South Florida? Would you know that I love baseball?
This is harder than I thought. Let me work on my list some more. In the meantime, what 10 things would represent your life today--not yesterday, not tomorrow, but who you are right now. Interesting stuff...
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I was asked, "What is the most important lesson that you've learned recently?" That is an easy one. It's the lesson of Trust and it's two-fold.
First, I have to trust God. That's the only basket in which to put all of my eggs. He's the one who strengthens me and will provide all of my needs.
The second lesson is that just because someone trusts me, doesn't mean that they are trustworthy themselves. Granny used to say, "Everyone doesn't mean you well." Those are wonderful words to live by. That certainly doesn't mean that you shouldn't do good will. It just means that we are all human--we make mistakes and we fail. There is only One without failure, which brings us back to the first lesson.
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Over the weekend, one of my neighbors came over to tell me that he had "some trouble" at his house. When I asked what kind of trouble, he replied that "a little girl ghost" had been visiting him and his wife. Whoa!!!
He said that she was nice and she had told them her name. She said that she once lived in their home and planned on staying. WHOA!!!
The oddest part about it is that he was dead serious. I wasn't sure what to say, except to wish him luck on it all working out for them. My faith doesn't allow me to fear such things. In fact, I believe that--
The light of God surrounds me.
The love of God enfolds me.
The power of God protects me.
The presence of God watches over me.
Wherever I am, God is. Amen
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So, in a classic example of My Plan vs God's Plan, here I lay in Memorial Hospital Miramar, watching CNN cover a highjacking at the Jamaican airport. As you recall, My Plan was to finalize vacation dates with Dad yesterday, followed by a long chat with my good friend Beth. Neither of those things got done, as neither was on God's Plan.
Instead, I woke up yesterday with my left foot wayyyy swollen. My dear husband took a look and shuttled me off to the ER. The doctor wanted both an ultrasound of the leg to rule out a blood clot, as well as blood work. I settled in to wait, with my Kindle.
The ultrasound was negative, but then the fun started. First, my ER nurse, Elizabeth, came over with a strange look on her face. She asked if I knew that my iron was low. I responded that I had been anemic all of my life. She retreated. Soon after, the doctor returned. He advised that my iron count was much too low to allow me to leave the hospital. He further indicated that one of the ways that my body tried to announce this condition, was by the swelling of the foot. I immediately went into Classic Jewel mode and burst into tears, hoping to gain sympathy from him, and ultimately gain my freedom. He pretended not to notice. How do u NOT notice buckets of alligator tears???? As soon as I realized that the waterworks had absolutely no affect on him, I shut them off, deciding to save them for someone more worthy of such a fine display of drama.
So, here I lay, 2 blood tranfusions and 2 bags of iron later. Yesterday was THE DAY, but not for the reasons that I thought. God truly has a way of reminding us that our plans don't necessarily coincide with His.
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A couple times a year, my husband and I will get up early and drive 10 mins to the Atlantic Ocean to see the sunrise. It's a breathtaking sight-the sun rising out of the ocean, creating more colors across the sky than a Crayola box.
We usually sit there and talk about plans for the future. Most of the time, we are silent-just holding hands and each using the time for personal reflection.
It's amazing how insignificant one can feel in the face of the greatness of God. It is then that my faith is reaffirmed--if He can make the sun rise, he surely can deal with my minute issues.
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Have you ever seen a rail yard? A huge place where railroad tracks crisscross so much that you get dizzy looking at it. Do you know the kind of place that I mean?
