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I came across this clip from Les Miserables today. If you have ever been wronged, especially if you have reached out to someone and still out of their own hurt they attacked you then watch this clip and see how love behaves. I pray I can see past the hurt in others to see them and into their souls. To that place where hurt hasn’t squeezed out the last bit of good in them and love that bit of them.
Love them because my Heavenly Father loves them and I am his servant, his hands and feet. I can’t help, but feel God is sending me a message because everywhere I turn today I am getting the message to show love, show compassion, understand what truly matters.
I strive to be the person God wants me to be, but oh do I ever fail miserably at times.
I look about the earth and every thing my eyes take in has been touched by the breath of God. Who else but our creator could speak such complex intricacies into being?
My eyes take in all within view. My eyes see a multitude of colors simultaneously. My ears hear various sounds and can pick up differences in pitch. I taste and feel. I recognize smells, colors, flavors. I breath in without having to consciously think about it and my heart began beating shortly after conception and will continue beating until the moment of my death without my having a hand in fashioning the function of my hearts structure.
Some of us may be blessed to understand it’s functioning and have performed transplants or even created a mechanical heart, but have still to create or understand the workings of those cardiac cells completely. Even less to understand the inner most recesses of how our hearts are entwined with our makers. The creator who fashioned us in his own image and breathed life into us.
Our brain is a miracle of a road map. Somehow God connected our brain and mind together. Where are our memories kept? How did God in his infinite wisdom KNOW to create such a complex, perfect filing system? How did he know that cells needed to be created a certain way?
I think maybe that isn’t how he created at all. Maybe he created a purpose first and his creation filled a function. His creation fulfills a purpose. The more I contemplate that I was created in God’s own image the more I feel attached and connected to my creator. That of all the things in creation that have been touched by the breath of God I was created in his image and have been FILLED by the breath of God. I have the breath of God in Me! Greater is He that is within me than he that is in the world!
We have had a whirlwind of days the last few months. We went to Missouri the first of December to watch our youngest ds graduate from AIT. It was so cold, but thankfully his graduation ceremony was held inside. Our oldest ds and his wife and their three daughters went with us and one of our ds’s friends.
On the way back we stopped in Springfield to go through The Bass Pro Shop. I bet we were there for at least three hours! We took lots of pictures then it was back on the road toward home. I was kept busy the rest of the month trying to finish handmade gifts and buying and wrapping for all our grandchildren and children.
Time out ran me and I had to concede I wasn’t going to be able to get everything done I wanted to do. In the long run it didn’t matter because we had a wonderful time together. On to the new year. WOW! 2010 Hard to believe another year is here. Ten years ago we found out we were going to have a new little bundle of joy.
In fact the news was our Valentine’s Day present to my in-laws. Now I am just waiting for spring to get here and warmer days to arrive. We took last week off of school because my dh’s work schedule is changing and he will be gone for longer periods of time. We planned to do lots of things as a family while he was home. It didn’t happen other than we had one date night. The rest of the time was filled with last minute things that needed to be done before he left again.
As I said I am just waiting for spring to get here and warmer days to arrive. We have had a very cold winter and I for one am sick of the cold. Sick, sick, sick of it. From the looks of things I’ll have to be content with waiting a while longer. Darn that groundhog and his shadow!
What would it take for you to do something for someone else this season? To stretch yourself even when your own purse and pantry are pretty sparse? Would you think it’s not my problem because I just don’t have the means this year or would you find a way to bless others?
As I see more and more families struggling I’m wondering where that is going to leave the spirit of Christmas. Is it going to kill it or revive it?
Our family is learning the spirit of Christmas is being revived, but not by giving presents and putting on a huge feed, but by giving of ourselves and sharing when we lack. We are finding less is more.
Our family is learning to be less concerned with what is given as gifts to others at least in the way of price and more grateful for what we have been blessed with. Because what is given and what is received is from the heart. The blessings of today are enough for today. Tomorrow will contain it’s own blessings. I have been borrowing from tomorrow for so long I’ve grown accustomed to it and it’s caused me not to appreciate today and really be thankful for today’s blessings. As we help others and are concerned and have compassion and put that into action that is changing. We are finding contentment in today. We are finding the Spirit of Christmas.
The Message Bible tells us in Proverbs 24:11-12
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