"So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed." ... John 8:36
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So. There I was Friday, another grey, occasional raindrop morning, after my coffee shop visit.
I swung my book bag and felt grateful for nearly-snowless sidewalks and 37 warmish degrees and then nearing home, I spied her--our new neighbor who'd bought the dark grey house kitty-corner from us.
She'd moved in last week and I recall thinking, "Well, she mustn't be one of those scary, wreck-the-house neighbors because, hey! After only the first night she decorated the door with a Christmas wreath and placed cozy electric candles in the front windows."
Wow, right? Doesn't that stuff usually take years? シ
Anyway, I turned at our hedge toward the back door, then God and my conscience, both, asked, "Why don't you go over there and meet her?"
"Now?" I asked, pausing in my faded-for-winter Prayer Garden.
Then I heard that phrase which scares any faithful procrastinator like myself, "If not now, when?"
Yikes! I paused.
"Yeah, now would be a good time, I guess. I look decent, my hair's brushed, I'm wearing my 'going into town clothes' and my black wool coat. Go waiting till Spring and she'd probably drop by here when I'm gardening and resemble a bent-over scarecrow. Not a good first impression, that."
So after another pause, the Queen of Excuses turned around, stepped farther down the street and met Marsha, a lovely widow woman near my age.
We spoke for ten minutes and I learned much about this busy lady who has 5 grown children and a few grandchildren, as well. I welcomed her to our neighborhood, mentioned a bit about Tom, Naomi and myself and invited her to drop by anytime because I'm always home.
Then after a few more serious raindrops, we said good-bye and I walked back home feeling that wonderful joy of obedience. You know, that thing you sense only after you've pushed past procrastination (or fear or laziness).
Back in my younger years, though? Good grief. Meeting a new neighbor felt like crossing the Grand Canyon by tightrope or like sitting in a dentist's chair. Something to be avoided if one could. (Just imagine what could go wrong!)
But here's today's lesson: people change. They do! Especially when they stop making excuses--and instead--start making strides closer to wanting to obey God rather than clinging to the silly, fearful self they spent decades creating.
God truly can do anything, even the hard stuff like setting us free from what we'd become without Him.
"It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery."... Galations 5:1
“The best way to look back at life fondly is to meet it - and those along your journey - warmly, kindly and mindfully”
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So raise your hand if, right about now, you need your own special quiet place of renewal and restoration. Anyone?
As a present, I'll send you to one, absolutely free --
Here you go (play it again and again, turn up the sound if you wish and please stay as long as you need).
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Give hope this Christmas.
Give hope this year.
Give hope every year.
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Oh! Don't you just love Open Library? (I mentioned it a couple posts ago.)
It does feel like a library down the street (a little. I'm unable to visit my own town's library since they're no longer open on Saturdays.)
Truly, I'm enjoying being a card-carrying member of Open Library and yesterday afternoon I read an entire book there, one whose title I spied on a list I kept as a teenager of books I'd read in 1976.
This one. A bit intense, but it pulled me in and wouldn't release me until the final page.
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"Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live." ---- Dorothy Thompson
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And it's still a wonderful life -- with Jesus.
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A bit late commenting today Debra because it’s been kind a rough day. I had a procedure this morning and the anesthesia is just now wearing off enough that I feel like I can write something without sounding like an idiot! Ha! Thank you for this timely reminder. I need to be better about listening to that voice that says, “pick up the phone, go say hi, send a card.” It could mean everything to someone. Many blessings, Betsy
ReplyDeleteOh, so true!! I'm a reluctant procrastinator like you. Except I never used to be! I've gotten that way in my old age, and my once-reclusive introvert husband has become an outgoing, gregarious social butterfly! LOL! But he's good for me. And like you, we've made an effort to get to know our neighbors and it has changed everything! We now feel safe and looked-out-for in our big city neighborhood. We love being able to wave and call our neighbors-turned-friends by name! And just think how you blessed Marsha!
ReplyDeleteConvicted! Thanks for the reminder that I need to be the one who steps forward. Don't just stand there, say something! Be a light! "You might be the only Bible someone reads." I wonder who said that?
ReplyDeleteBlessings to you, Debra!
I can only imagine how much your welcome meant to your new neighbor! There's simply nothing much sweeter than the satisfaction that results when we reach out to others in kindness. Love in action. Good for you, Debra!
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