Out Of My Comfort Zone!
Writing the book has been a wonderful experience….most of the time. The writing process itself has taught me discipline. It has taught me the importance of setting goals and priorities.
It has taught me time management. I have learned to take constructive criticism and use it to further the process. The hardest part …it has taught me to ask for things that I have never asked before. Tomorrow is a new hurdle. Last night my three generations of support helped me hand out invitations to an event we are hosting while we are here at the beach. Tomorrow at 8:30am we have invited women from the resort to come over for coffee, muffins and a discussion on compassion. We don’t know who will come or if anyone will come. All that I know is that we walked in obedience. That is all that He asks of us. Please pray for our gathering!
Monday, July 18, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
I have changed my view…but not my views!
Less than 48 hours ago my view was from my office at ACCESS Homeless Shelter. As I sit in my office I occasionally hear the closing of a car door. I often go to the window to see which scenario is being played out. Is it an employee coming to work? Is it a delivery of food from the food bank? Is it a volunteer coming to watch the children? Is it a donor dropping off the needed pillows, blankets and hygiene items? Or is it the one that keeps some of us awake at night and determined to try and make the difference? The one I am referring to is the entering of a new family to ACCESS. I watch from my window and see a car pull up with a tired and distraught mom towing black garbage bags that contain the possessions of her and her children. Following her is usually several toddler aged children looking confused and clinging to their mom. The car door closes and they enter a new chapter of their life. That chapter is titled homelessness.
Quick scene change…
I now sit on the front porch of a beautifully decorated and comfortable beach home. To the right of me is a family planning their day and to the left of me is the Atlantic Ocean. To the right I hear memories being created and to the left of me I hear the calm breaking of waves and seagulls. In the midst of this vacation and respite my heart still is drawn to the brokenness of others. Not just to the women and children of ACCESS but to the brokenness of people everywhere. I look at the homes that surround our cabin and realize that each person that is vacationing here has a story. Each has a story that is probably mixed with trials and treasures. Each has a story that is not always happy and carefree. Each has their own story of brokenness. It is a common thread that unites us. There needs to be another commonality to our stories. That would be hope. Not the hope that the world provides but the hope that only Christ provides.
Our views change physically but need to remain constant spiritually.
What and where is your view today?
Quick scene change…
I now sit on the front porch of a beautifully decorated and comfortable beach home. To the right of me is a family planning their day and to the left of me is the Atlantic Ocean. To the right I hear memories being created and to the left of me I hear the calm breaking of waves and seagulls. In the midst of this vacation and respite my heart still is drawn to the brokenness of others. Not just to the women and children of ACCESS but to the brokenness of people everywhere. I look at the homes that surround our cabin and realize that each person that is vacationing here has a story. Each has a story that is probably mixed with trials and treasures. Each has a story that is not always happy and carefree. Each has their own story of brokenness. It is a common thread that unites us. There needs to be another commonality to our stories. That would be hope. Not the hope that the world provides but the hope that only Christ provides.
Our views change physically but need to remain constant spiritually.
What and where is your view today?
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