Oh! Earlier this week, Spring arrived for a short visit. I swept the front porch (where squirrels snack from the compost boxes) before John and Donna arrived Wednesday for lunch and I just wanted to remain out there in the sunshine, blue skies and cool-but-not-cold fresh air and sweep, sweep, sweep forever. The sun shone through all the windows during our visit and we chatted and laughed and everyone forgot it was early January.
But then there's this morning. There's a bbbbblizzard out there!
Oh well, this is Buffalo in early January, after all.
Time to gather all my coziest books and blankets, time to sit in bed and read and drink hot chocolate and watch movies and favorite old tv series. Time to remember there's still a big ol' active, hurting world still spinning out there, too... and do something about that.
And shovel snow, of course.
Here's something which has haunted me in the very best way since I read it in my dearly-loved daily devotional, God Calling. You know how you can read the Bible or a devotional or well, any book a hundred times and something different will leap out, shake you, then follow you around? Well, that's what this is doing to me:
"You are to help save others. Never let one day pass when you have not reached out an arm of Love to someone outside your home--a note, a letter, a visit, help in some way.
Be full of joy. Joy saves. Joy cures. Joy in Me. In every ray of sunlight, every smile, every act of kindness, or love, every trifling service--joy."
Ah, I love that---am still chewing on it and allowing its truth to change me.
The joy it's speaking of? It's not to be a mask I wear. Not something I fake so I'll appear like a happy Christian who's after her good girl brownie points and who's had her sins forgiven and has Heaven to anticipate.
No, this joy is to be real. The result of allowing God to deal with me, to point out the unforgiveness, worry, jealousy, fear and dread and the seeking of appreciation from everyone but Him. And then allowing Him to 'meddle' in all these affairs, correct me, show me better ways to live and be, then have Him sweep away whole heart rooms of garbage.
You know, like when the folks on Hoarders stop clinging to all their trash, admit their deception, then allow someone else to dig them out, teach them better ways, and help set them free.
It's kinda like that.
When God sets us free, the joy comes flooding in. The joy of being rescued becomes so real, valid and true and that's when joy begins to save and heal and light the way for those people still stumbling in depressing darkness.
At least, that's what I'm thinking, concluding, while doing all this chewing. In joy, even in a Buffalo January bbbbblizzard.
Ten Easy Ways to Kill Your Quiet Time
Oh! Yesterday I watched one of the best documentaries (imo) ever. It's called "Hey, Boo: Harper Lee & To Kill a Mockingbird." Loved it for many different reasons, mostly the writing/Harper Lee one.
I saw this via instant view at Netflix and I just may watch parts of it again today(!)
"You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." ... John 8:32
Oooh! These two-minute videos were so inspiring. I've watched the first ten (or so) and thought I'd share them with you. Second Act Videos.
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