Hey Siestas! How are you darling things? You are really on my mind today especially since I got to hug about 25 of your necks after the Salt Lake City Living Proof Live. I woke up wanting so much to write to you today but wasn’t sure where I wanted to head in theme so I’ve decided to do something a little different. I’m just going to take you with me all day long until late this afternoon when the time comes to launch this post. You and I are going to hang out on a fairly unusual weekday when I’m not writing any kind of study material or preparing any kind of message. It’s one of those days when appointments stack sky-high because they’ve been long-awaiting a window. The James project is complete (except for the final read-through that I’ll do this week) and Salt Lake City is behind us. (One of our darling attendees updated her status on Facebook by saying how much she enjoyed Living Proof Lice. And indeed the entire group seemed to be itching for a fresh revelation. I’ll try not to nit pick here.) With those events behind me, I’ve thanked God profusely and already turned my attentions toward the simulcast material for next weekend (Sept. 10th). I’ve heard from God about my text and jotted down a few main ideas and will start getting very focused toward it tomorrow afternoon. But, until then, it’s a day of appointments and it will be all the more bearable because you’re tagging along in my thoughts.
Our day together begins as I pull out of my driveway. It’s a little later than usual due to my appointment schedule but don’t get the idea that you can kick back and daydream. Stay alert here. We have a fair amount to do.
9:30 AM – We (you and I) drop Queen Esther off at the groomer for her beauty appointment despite her obsessive-compulsive reluctance to have us out of her sight for the splitiest second. She will get a sudsy bath and a good sheep shearing with #4 clippers to keep her from having a heat stroke and traumatizing us to no end. (If any of you are new to the blog, perhaps you need to know quickly that Queen Esther – AKA Star – is my Border Collie and not my mother-in-law. We have a strict policy around here never to have our in laws sheered with #4 clippers.) We have to keep Star’s hair short in the summer even though her full mane is among her very best features. Keith and I are outdoor people so she has to be able to tolerate the heat and that means one thing: a crew cut. Yesterday it was 110 here in Houston and, actually, it had cooled off from the weekend if that tells you anything about August life in Houston, Texas. Considering all that the East has been through in the last five days, I’m not complaining. While at the groomer, we learn that groomer’s teenage son is going to have heart tests done over the next few days and she breaks our hearts by letting tears spill over her cheeks. We want to hug her but we don’t get that hug-some vibe. This woman is no wimp so we are particularly moved by her show of emotion and we promise to pray for her and her beloved son. I already kept my promise. Since I’ve thrown you into today, would you do your part and please pray for his heart? God knows who he is and is looking straight at him with indescribable endearment. He also sees his mom and cares so much about her pain and fear.
9:45 AM – You and I pull into the first parking place we can find at the North Cypress Medical Center and only have to walk about three miles to the front door. (Ever so slight an exaggeration.) Huffing and puffing and, yes, carrying our laptop with our big, fat purse because we’ve committed to spend the day together, we sign in at The Women’s Br_______st Center because it’s time for one of us to have her annual M______ogram. (I know. For someone with such a big mouth, it’s absurd that I pick times like these to get all clammy and modest but I just can’t bring myself to actually type out the words. Maybe some of you remember 20 months ago when I told you that I had been hospitalized for something that sounded a little like “tonsillectomy” only it started with an “h.” I’m just not that big on body parts.)
10:00 AM – We surrender up our insurance card and our driver’s license, sign our releases and are called back right on time for our procedure. We are told the drill – where to change into our hospital gown and such – but we already know it well because at least one of our mothers died of breast cancer. We don’t get the luxury of skipping out on what, until after my tonsillectomy with an “h”, has been a twice-annual barrel of monkeys. We love the fact that our hospital gowns are kept in a warmer because the extra touch eases some of the anxiety but we do wish that they fit a little better as they do tend to gape open in the front since they only tie at the waist. This is unfortunate for all concerned.
10:15 AM – We are called back to our room by a really sweet woman-technician but she is not one of the ones we’ve come to know. So, we feel some of that familiar dread because…well, because we are modest. On the way to what we’ll affectionately call the press room, we see a very familiar face and she’s happy to see us, too, and we have a small group hug, the three of us (only she doesn’t realize you’re there). At this point it becomes obvious to the newer technician who led us back there that Hope is our annual BFF and she asks if Hope wants to take it from there. We are very relieved when she says she does. (Don’t you think that “Hope” is the most wonderful name for a woman who performs those life-altering procedures for women every single workday? Here you are, all apprehensive, and maybe even coming in for a recheck because something looks suspicious and we stare at that name tag and find “Hope.” I have told her many times that she, too, does women’s ministry.)
10:20 AM – Happy though we may be to have fresh Hope, we proceed into the meat grinder. Now, this is where you’ll need to shut your eyes because this part is just between me and Hope. I will forego painting a picture for you but let’s just say that, had the fire alarm gone off in the medical center, I would have been in decided peril as even the skin around my ears appeared to be stretched vociferously between a rock and a hard place. When we are done, we feel like we need to be put into an upper body cast but, alas, we are told to have a seat and wait and not to take off our gown yet in case we have to recheck anything. We are surely hoping not to be called for a recheck because, right about now, we are feeling like someone has closed an elevator door on one of us and taken us up to the 26th floor of a high rise and back. I busy myself by talking to you. You don’t say much back. I think you are scared you’re up next.
10:45 AM – We get called back to see the radiologist who we are nuts about. God gave us joyous favor with this staff and radiologist years earlier when we had a couple of serious cancer scares. The first thing he did was ask us about Melissa and Amanda, if that tells you anything about how wonderful he is and about how often they’ve been there with me and gotten all mangled up in their mother’s health dramas. Close your eyes again because he has large X-ray images of each of our – well, you know – on the screens. They look very ugly inside like they always have, which is precisely the reason for all the drama. Calcifications and the like. We can only visit with him for a minute about Amanda and Melissa because we need to be put out of my misery and told if everything looks okay. He tells me what he’s often told me. “I could biopsy you all over the place but, the fact is, these pictures are exactly like the ones from 2009 and 2010. I never like how they look but they look exactly the same so I’m going to let you go another full year (only the second time in my adult life) but, Mrs. Moore, DO YOUR MONTHLY EXAMS!” I promise that I will and maybe God wants you to promise that you will, too. Maybe that’s why you tagged along today. This is women’s ministry too, you know. We’re not ghosts. We have bodies. And they need stewarding. Maybe you need to do a few things for your health, too, but you think you’d rather take a sharp stick in the eye. I won’t hound you. I’ll just let God hound you. Otherwise you might think that misery just loves company. And let’s admit it. It does.
11:00 AM – Even before we’ve completely changed back into our clothes, we text Amanda and Melissa because they love us so much and they’re always relieved, too. We end up talking to both of them on the phone because we’re nuts about them. Our Amanda is having her first day with both kids in school in a good, long while and is celebrating a friend’s birthday over lunch. (AB is back in Mother’s Day Out and our big, fine boy is in his second week of Kindergarten.) Melissa is under the books, studying Coptic. We smile because we love these girls and their different worlds so much.
11:10 AM – One of our dear sibling in-laws needs to tell me something on the phone so we decide to take the long way to work and drive through Starbucks.
11:30 AM We pull up at Living Proof Ministries and we smile because we love those people who work within those walls so much we can barely stand it. We go inside and get and give many hugs because they haven’t seen one of us since last Wednesday. They can hardly wait to hear all about the Living Proof Live in Salt Lake City because they prayed so hard. We brag like crazy on the group God gave us and boast in His fresh graces and mercies. We’re only there for an hour and a half because, remember, this is appointment day.
12:00 PM – We gather for staff prayer time in the break room at LPM, most of us on the floor. We usually have staff prayer on Mondays but, if my schedule allows, I take Monday off after a Living Proof Live so Tuesday, it often is. I give a devotional then we pray together and specifically for one another. Most of the staff members write down their prayer requests on designated sheets of paper then Kimberly Meyer copies them off just before prayer time and passes them out to us. While we are praying, I realize that something pretty big has happened in one of my coworker’s lives while I was out of town and I am distraught. I lean over and write notes on her prayer sheet and tell her to call me the second we break. She nods her head. I can see the tears in her eyes.
1:00 PM – We have to scoot straightaway to make it on time for our next appointment so we end prayer time, say our goodbyes and one of us says we’ll see them all tomorrow. We call my friend before we make it to the car because we are so unnerved for her. She and I talk for the next 15 minutes while I’m on my way to the next stop. I feel badly about leaving you out of the conversation but, alas, some things are best kept confidential. I wouldn’t tell her some of the things you’ve told me either.
1:20 PM – We pull up hurriedly into the driveway of the groomer and run inside to get Queen Esther. Our next appointment is at 2:00 and not close by so we have no time for lollygagging. We’ve already paid in advance so it’s just a matter of fetching our best little buddy. We head off to the car. We really wish Queen Esther would t___t___ before getting in the backseat but she is traumatized by #4 clippers and, hence, her bladder is frozen solid. She barks “Run for your life!” and so we do.
1:25 PM – We pull into our old familiar driveway of 27 years (conveniently close to the groomer as you can see from our timeline). We let the Queen out of the backseat, nod with approval as her bladder thaws out in the grass, and we scurry our little beloved into the house since she can’t go with us to our next appointment. We haven’t eaten any lunch so we spread us a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a half and stuff it in a Ziploc because we dearly love Ziplocs. And peanut butter and jellies.
1:35 PM – We make sure Queen Esther is all settled in the house – even if she is royally ticked that she’s once again being forsaken – and we (you and I) head out the door and jump back into the car. We eat our PB&Js before we make it to the second traffic light. We leave one of our husbands a voice mail and tell him what we’re doing then we head on our 15 minute trek to our hair goddess for fresh highlights and a trim. One of us is having her annual photo-shoot tomorrow and, lest the other one think it sounds glamorous, the one of us having the photo-shoot enjoys it almost as much as she enjoys her annual m________ogram. We do indeed like seeing the photography staff once a year but, truthfully, this half of we just wishes we were seeing each other over bagels. So much smiling and not a grandbaby in sight. What a waste.
2:00 PM – We are in the chair of the Miss America of Hair. We LOVE this woman. I mean we absolutely L-O-V-E this woman. I’d tell you her name except that my staff would hang me upside down by my little toes because she’s already so booked that most of us make our appointments a couple of weeks in advance.
3:25 PM – We are still in the chair of the Miss America of Hair. She is very accustomed to us working hard on our laptop while in her chair. In fact, one of us put the last period of the final day of the James study sitting right here in this chair two weeks ago. One of us also wrote a chunk of GOOTP and SLI in this very chair. Right about now our big hair is in about 47 foils that could provide enough electric current for ET to call home.
4:00 PM – The Miss America of Hair unfolds one of the foils and nods her head. One of us leans back and puts her head in the shampoo bowl, but, alas, while holding the laptop up in the air so that the same one of us need not waste any time. God forbid that she’d just lay her head back and do nothing. We get a trim and The Miss America of Hair takes the blow dryer and blows all the hair off my computer keyboard and we laugh and thank her. We tip her well because we love to sit in the chair of the Miss America of Hair and we want her favor.
And we get back into the car, you and me.
Exhausted.
But so happy.
Because we’ve spent the day with a good sister-friend. We’ll stop by the chiropractor, get adjusted, thank him again for being used of God to get our reluctant (nearly rude) selves out of 24/7 pain a year ago then one of us – I said just one of us – will go home and kiss my husband.
Thank you so much for coming along today, Sister! You made me smile. I love you and think of you every day.
Hey Beth!
I just love hearing about your day! I love the way you make me feel that I am right there with you. And I needed to be with you. What is it about the start of school that makes every thing around us seem so spotlighted? In short-love my new school babies, but please, please pray for me and for them. Teenagers today need so much prayer. Anyone who reads mine, please say prayers for today’s teens.
Thanks in advance, I know how much I can depend on any of you who read this. That will help me everyday that I look at their precious faces hungering for someone, anyone to care about them.
Praying for your teen, my teen and all teens!
I’m praying! For your heart, for your teen’s heart, for the hearts of those that cross your baby’s path every day at school! School-the world-can be SO harsh. So scary. But He knows. He knows it’s tough. Hard. Scary. To be us. (That’s Miss Melissa’s wisdom.)
I work with teens. I get it. You and your teen are on my heart today, Siesta. They’ve got the ability to be incredible. Powerful. Dynamic. Not always unscathed, but the better for any of it. I have faith in your teen!
I love you!
Siesta Elisabeth
I will pray for your teen. Please pray for my three teenagers. The preschool years were a piece of cake compared to the teenage years!! I never knew it would be so hard, but I do know that God is faithful.
I’ve been a siesta since the very beginning, and I must say this post is one of my top 5 favorites ever! 🙂
Blessings to all!
I often ask God to heal your back, so I am glad and thankful to hear you are feeling better!
This am in my journal when I was thanking God, I couldn’t even write your fill-in-the-blank style. I just wrote, “Thank you for Beth’s good test result. 😉
You are one busy woman! Thanks for letting us spend the day with you! Loved it! =)
This my command: Love each other. John 15:17 NIV
That was fun! Let’s do it again some time – minus the m__ogram.
LOL Lisa! 🙂
How fun was that well not all was fun HA But fun going with you only I was a little late. Loved it . Thanks for sharing.
Love ya
Loved following you on your day! Thanks for sharing!
Mary
I sure enjoyed this post! How fun!
I praise God for a good health report for you, Beth!
I actually just put my SMT Scripture up on the other post and wanted to keep the rules about not adding any messages to that post…. so I thought I would put this here. I sure would covet prayers today. I can’t go into specifics, but would love some prayer cover today…. God knows why, and He is my PORTION! 🙂
Love this blog and the sisterhood of it!
Beth- So prayed deeply for this event-In fact still praying what was spoken and what God’s Spirit began in that event will be completed-
–Thankful 4 U and for what God continues to do as you come and go- May God’s Holy Spirit refresh your soul mightily –
–BTW I almost regretted reading your blog-because of my own need to get the elevator squeeze- I guess I must say thanks~
To God’s Glory – Praising Him over and over again!
Beth,
OOO How you make me smile! It was so nice to be a part of your day! God is great! I so love that He brought us together.
One of our families has a joke – I call you Beth (as I should, since we do know each other so well, being “Had’s”, and studying God’s word for years!). However, that family doesn’t know you as well YET (they just met you). They have insisted that I use your last name. I ask why? They don’t require I use my best friends last name, they just know who I’m talking about. Honestly! LOL :O)
May God continue to bless you and keep you and shine His face upon you my sweet sister & siesta in Christ!
Girl, I thought I was the only one this insane!! Love you to pieces!!
Sending out a shout to my fave LPM girl Kimberly!! Hope you have a great holiday weekend … thanks for all you do!
Blessings to all my LPM gals!!
Thanks for bringing us along! So thankful all is well and that you don’t have to face that particular pressure for another year! I had my m_____ogram earlier this year. Once I was all pressed up in there and holding my breath, the machine locked up. With me in it. They hit the escape button or something and it finally released. Squeezed me again. Machine locked up again. Finally had to give up and reschedule the appointment for sometime after a service technician’s call, so I had to go back and do it all over again. Worked fine that time but I think it should count twice!
You are the silliest woman … and I love you so! I got tickled at the “a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a half” part! The half part got me tickled! Never thought of that … new concept … got my wheels spinning. Cutie pie, Siesta Mama!
Beth,
Thank you for sharing your day with us. I feel the same way about m____grams. Just had mine in the Spring, except I had to wait 7-10 days for the results. It’s always a blessing when it is good for another year.
LOL! at the PB&J and half. Personally my favorite is almond butter, a little spread honey and apple on whole grain bread. Makes a great breakfast sandwich too.
Bless you and all the Moore and LPM staff for putting up with heat for 3 months!
Mary Ann, Woodbury, MN
And you made me smile! 🙂
Thank you for this ride along. Eventhough I read it a day later, I really needed this trip. It confirmed that I need to take better care of myself for God (so He can use me more), my family (because I love them so much) and my friends (to give them encouragement in these hard days). Bless you!
I read this yesterday and was so overcome that I couldn’t post right away. I go tomorrow for a diagnostic m__gram. I would appreciate your prayers and the prayers of all the Siestas out there for a good result.
Carole~
I just now saw this and am praying for you and for the Lord to wrap His arms around you as you go for that test tomorrow. I had the same thing in April.
May the truth of Isaiah 41:10 (my life verse) surround you as you wait for the results our Heavenly Daddy already knows.
“Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you; I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10
Sending a big hug your way, my dear Siesta!
Thank you so much for your prayers. The visit did not turn out how I would wish but I felt alot of peace. I go for a biopsy on Thursday and am still feeling peace so I know people are praying for me. I must admit, I think the radiologist was in a worst way than me when she came in to say they had found something. I almost laughed. She said and I quote “I have never seen anything like it….I don’t know what it is.” Yup, I am a freak….they want to test the lump to be sure it isn’t cancer and she kept saying she felt sure it wasn’t but she was also baffled as she hadn’t seen a lump like it before. But, God is good and I will trust that everything will be fine. I will try to update everyone once I know the results. AGain, thanks for your prayers and continued prayers.
Test went well. It is nothing, praise the LORD! Thanks so much for everyone’s prayers.
Siesta Beth,
Thank you so much for sharing your day with us. I am a very visual person, so I can actually ride along with you on every step of your day. Love, love, loved reading it. I will be in Lubbock next weekend. Can’t wait. Have a blessed weekend.
PS: Thanks for the reminder for me to get my annual m_______m.
You’re crazy in the wonderful sort of way…”) Thanks for taking a day trip with us. Praying hard for you and everyone about the upcoming Simulcast…See you in Indiana! Much love to you all
John 8:12 (NIV) When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”
First time in my life to memorize scripture and I am blown away how God has revealed himself with these scriptures. Thank you for the challenge. What a blessing
What a fun day! Except for the M______gram part. yuk. I need to schedule one of those, and one of those dreaded annual exams, since I have not had one in 5+ years. I am ashamed…(hanging head)
I spent my day yesterday doing a “walk-down” at a power plant. This requires a hard hat, which is awful for the hair, and steel-toed boots that weigh a ton. But I enjoy this part of my job, although, sadly, there was not a Starbucks within miles. Sigh.
Much love and hugs,
Adrienne
Thank you, Beth! That was a hoot!
I loved this post, thanks for taking us along with you.
much love
Tracy
Ah, Miss Beth…you made me smile! Wish I could give you a hug just because your posts delight me so. What a wonderful joy God created in you! HUGS!!!
Debbie
Beth,
Thank you for letting me spend the day with you. I’ll hang with you anytime. That’s what my girlfriends and I do, go to appointments and run errands together. Thanks for sharing.
Holly
Well thank you for the invite for I totally enjoyed hanging out with you for the day … you’re the best. Joy
“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heard, as working for the Lord, not for men.”
Colossians 3:23
Ah, my Beth. I miss you so much. I have one more day on Jesus the One and Only Bible Study and I remember all our years together. I first did the study when I was a brand new Christian back in 2001. That was with a group of women. Since then I’ve kind of just been with you and we did Breaking Free and SLI. I’ve spent some time with you during Wednesdays with Beth but work got so insane I don’t even have lunch hours anymore to watch you. You aren’t my only God friend teacher person but you are my favorite because you were my first. You told me to fall in love with Jesus and when I did Breaking Free a second time I realized that I had really listened to you and applied so much of what you said. I pray so hard that God blesses me with a trip to be with everyone in January. I hope his mighty powerful arm pushes me all the way down there. I love you so much.
This is one of the best posts ever. I am rejuvenated by Jesus in my soul. You, Miss Beth give me energy every time I read about your everyday normal life……or lice….whichever. ; ) Thanks for being so REAL with us!! ; )
Beth you are so fun! I’m so glad you’re my friend. 🙂
Michele, Pearland, TX
“And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.”
Philippians 4:7 NASB
Thanks for taking us on your day. It was wonderful to have a friend to spend the day with doing life. Bless you for being a friend!!!!
Thank you so much for letting me hang out with you today. I just had my galldbladder removed on July 6th and I am felling great, but I know what you mean about the mammograms. I am always so relieved when they are over. My sister has been going for so many doctor appointments. Please keep her in your prayers. I love you sweet siesta sister and I will keep you in my prayers as you minister to so many. God bless you.
Thanx Beth for the trip today. I squirrled (spelling?) away a couple of Starbucks Java brownies we can share like the fish and bread story!
I just finished reading the blog about Beth’s day on Tuesday, August 30. Thank you for making my day brighter!! Our God is so good, and it is such a blessing to hear about lives lived in His grace and mercy. Thank you for sharing, Beth!
Beth, you make me truly laugh out loud…especially your very funny descriptions of Queen Esther…we have a sweet little beagle-mix rescue named Cookie, so I was right there with you…thank you for sharing your oh-so-daily moments with us 🙂
Thank you moma Beth for letting me spend the day with you-it was great!! You make my heart smile. Hope you are having a great day today–it is beautiful here in Indiana!!
Proverbs 15:1 NIV
A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.
Beth,
You are a hoot!! I love this. You wrote it on my 3rd wedding anniversary. Glory to God! Thanks for the laugh…and one of my dear co-workers was just diagnosed with breast cancer. She goes to the doc tomorrow to find out whether she will need surgery or chemo or something. Her name is Chris she is a beautiful woman please pray for her.
Much love,
Cindy
I just read about your busy day after experiencing one of my own. You made me smile and smile! Thank you for sharing life with us. It is such a joy!
“Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; do not fret when men succeed in their ways and when they carry out their wicked schemes.”
Psalm 37: 7
NIV
Oh Momma Beth, having a short quiet time during our bedtime routine I sat down to try and start back memorizing scripture. I have been feeling so guilty and I have been avoiding even getting online, sad huh! I just finished your post w/a smile on my face just having had my m—ogram and sharing the good news of a great report. My Mom has had breast cancer twice 13 years apart and this year was a significant one with me at 41 being her age at her first cancer. The Lord never fails and also provided a great report and a wonderful minivisit w/my wonderful breast specialist. I am sitting here now going to memorize scripture w/my daughter and make this a positive marker in our lives! Thanks Momma Beth for being real and sharing your life w/us!
Beth, so enjoyed the mammogram and puppy parlor and Miss America of hair with you. So glad I don’t have to wait unitl heaven for these personal glimpses. You are so fun not to mention the way the Lord uses your words in my life everyday – no exagerration- and the amount of freedom I have found in Him is so connected to those long hours you have been still with Him to write those books and Bible studies and prepare for your events. Thank you and love you, Julie in Boone NC
Jennifer Quinton – Prairie Grove, AR
Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength.
Deuteronomy 6:5 – NIV
Beth, that SO blessed my day! Thanks for taking us along on your journeys today!
Well. wouldn’t you know that I would go a couple of days without checking the blog and finding this great adventure! Beth, I do share some of the very same sentiments when it comes to the annual m______ogram!! I had a call back two years ago and I had a wonderful girl by the name of Angel. She was so very thorough as I held my breath for what seemed like eternity! Of course, it was like “heaven” as I was released from the “press room”. I am ever so glad that you are also so familar with the seldom used word (that only my “86 year old uncle Richard and I say to each other!! Lollygag!! LOL! I too, enjoy getting my “sweet honey” highlights by the Mr. America of Hair! Can’t wait until the simulcast and looking forward to the SSMT celebration!! Thanks for taking us along!!
Blessings!!
Suzanne
Thank you for sharing your day! Enjoyed going along with you! Praying for the son and mom for healing and peace!Praying all your M_____grams are always negative! May God Rock on the up coming simulcast!
Love ya Beth so kind of you to share your day!
Hey Beth! Thanks for letting us tag along. I think somehow we all feel like one of your best friends 🙂
I hope this is not to long but I wanted to share it with you since you just finished the JAMES study!!! We can hardly wait… Back in Jan. I requested prayer for good friends 17 yo son, James who went missing while duck hunting with a friend. The Lord gave our city 17 days( we believe a day for every year of his life) before the divers found him in the pond. The Lord has used his death to do a mighty work in our city and beyond. James loved the Lord with a passion. He posted a note on FB about eight months prior to his death. When asked if these words were lyrics, he simply replied “God’s word he spoke to me.” Thanks so much siestas for praying for our city during such a difficult time. Here is what he wrote just 8 months prior, following another classmates accidental death.
The Clock is Ticking
Written by: James Euince, VHS student
April 2010
“Take time to love someone. Today, Tomorrow, For the rest of your life. Because when that unexpected day comes that they pass on, you’ll be left wondering what you could’ve done better. How you could have made them feel more welcome, and show that you do care for them. Don’t wait until it’s too late like I did. Show the love that Jesus has for you to everyone you see. Let your heart break for what breaks His. Christ is enough. Let Him show you life. You never know who He may touch through you. It is so sad that it takes a tragedy like this to comprehend how our days are numbered. Only He knows. Keep your faith in Him. He will bless you beyond belief. Our job is right now. This very second. So often, God gives me a little nudge towards someone.. and I put it off until the next day.. and then the next and then the next. Stop stalling. God put us on this earth for HIS glory. Not ours.. and so many times, the things I do always point back to me and my stupid self righteousness. So do something with me. Everyone. If this just touches one person, I will have done my job. Don’t stall. Judgement is a heart beat away.”
Psalm 56:3(NIV)
When I am afraid, I will trust in you.