My sentimental journey

An ordinary girl's walk with an extraordinary God.


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A Bunny Tale of Unconditional Love

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Deciding to join Facebook in 2009  felt as if I  plunged headlong into  uncharted and  thrilling waters.  Butterflies danced wild and free within the walls of my stomach, as unexplored  territory loomed on the horizon.  Face  aglow with excitement embarking on this recently acquired adventure, only  to enhance to a greater depth my  already  delightful run as a  longtime  stay at home mom.
A  bold  new avenue to broaden my  connections with the outside world  while still  enjoying  the comforts of  home was  carte blanche to “having my cake and eating it to”.  Fork in one hand, cake in the other  savoring  the leisure of reconnecting  with  friends, family and classmates, rejoicing with the freedom and readiness Facebook had to offer.  No longer having  to wait until   family or class  reunions to get caught up.  Also, pleasantly surprised at the ease  this network made  connecting with  those you never had the pleasure of knowing very well before; so it was with a group of  high school ladies from the Reynolds Lancers.   Birthed from  casual  Facebook interactions eventually  leading us to be  cleverly dubbed  “The La La’s”,  short for Ladies and Lancers. This freshly brought together group met over  dinners and gatherings  all a buzz as we  took  our trip down memory lane. You would never know we were on the cusp of all turning  50, for memories of  teenage years flooded our memory banks, spilling over into the present whenever we conversed .

One day such a  moment happened  when someone started a  “thread” to chat back and forth on the internet.  The conversations poured in  about life, kids and of course high school.  That particular day  someone  casually  mentioned one of the teachers,  triggering my memory to begin typing out his thirty year old nickname he held back in the day.  Is if that was not enough I continued  trying hard to be witty as I expounded on this thought.  Wrapping up what I thought was  comic stride I stepped away from the computer…  however, instantly  a  strong conviction came over me as I started the treadmill.  What was I thinking?  I asked  myself , “I’m not sixteen anymore and what I did was wrong.”  Quickly  turning off  the  exercise machine  I went back and positioned myself in front of my computer eager to type out a full apology for my immature behavior.  This is when  hunt and peck method is at  a sore and  painful  disadvantage.

Reopening the  computer I was horrified  to  realize that very teacher I had just  poked fun at, had  unbeknownst to me been on the  thread the whole time.  Red faced and mortified I poured out my repentance for all  to see, asking Him to forgive me. Truly sorry for hurting him  and ashamed of my willingness to get a cheap laugh at someone else expense.  After finishing my deepest regret and taking ownership of this Epic failure something beautiful happened…

Forgiveness poured in spilling unconditional love over my shame.

Not only was I forgiven I was given a new nickname … Bunny

I saw myself as a foolish child, having the sting of an adder.
My friend Lisa saw me as a soft cuddly and sweet bunny.  No way on earth did I  feel  deserving of  that name… and yet isn’t  that  what unconditional love is all about.
Throughout the brief time  our group stayed together,  there was not a time that went by that being called  Bunny  did not touch my heart and cause profound gratefulness, grace, forgiveness, and a clean slate.  Even though I made a major  Loo Loo of a Boo Boo… I was  still  loved  unconditionally.  Making this Bunny extremely Hoppy  !!

Dear Lord , What a comfort to know nothing takes you by surprise, not  even the word that rolls off our  tongue.  Thank you for  unconditional love and grace displayed so beautifully through you and all those  that follow your precious example.

To the choirmaster: A Psalm of David. “O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me.”
Psalm 139:1-24 ESV

For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God,
Ephesians 2:8 ESV


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Happy Feet

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Typically my morning ritual includes checking Facebook scrolling for updates and recent posts. Sparked and awakened more fully by reading witty quotes and glibs, or perhaps deep provoking thoughts to ponder. Since I’m not a coffee drinker this invigorates my senses rather nicely, while also keeping me abreast of joys and possible challenges my family or friends might be encountering. Presented with opportunities to bless and receive blessings… sharing words of encouragement and offered prayers for one another.
 
However, on one particular morning I was not greeted with a warm inviting cup of Joe replacement, but instead quite shaken by a cruel stinging attack which was written with malicious intent.  Even though this relationship had broken down recently, how could this person, someone I’ve loved and supported for many years want to tag me in a photo calling me a “liar, a cheat and a scam”? Reality hit like a  jolt of ice-cold water dousing my tender heart.  From this new vantage point my hope for redeeming love and mending the forlorn fence between us looked like it was the last thing on their mind.

Thankfully, before this rude awaking I spent time in God’s word reading Psalms 35:23-26;  pondering this scripture I decided to call a friend to share these verses… they were simply to good to keep to myself! 

 ”Please get up—wake up! Tend to my case.
    My God, my Lord—my life is on the line.
Do what you think is right, God, my God,
    but don’t make me pay for their good time.
Don’t let them say to themselves,
    “Ha-ha, we got what we wanted.”
Don’t let them say,
    “We’ve chewed him up and spit him out.”
Let those who are being hilarious
    at my expense
Be made to look ridiculous.
    Make them wear donkey’s ears;
Pin them with the donkey’s tail,
    who made themselves so high and mighty!” 

Upon finishing,  we both chuckled at how the Message’s Bible  interpreted  what Kind David wrote. My mind immediately flashed back to the Disney classic Pinocchio with it’s Pleasure Island’s Amusement Park. A place promising fun to young lads, yet unbeknownst to them lay  hidden entrapment … a spell cast on all who dared to partake in this magical land.  This mischievous entertainment would  cost them their true identity, producing donkey ears and tails burgeoning up on naive boys.  Rather fitting for the wrong choices that Lampwick, Pinocchio and all the other boys made landing them in such a foolish predicament.   

David knew first hand what it felt like to be relentlessly pursued by his enemies,  King Saul being his chief nemesis. David wrote throughout the Psalms his laments for God’s justice and deliverance from Saul’s unmerciful attacks. In Psalms 27:12-14 he cries;

“Give me not up to the will of my adversaries, for false witnesses have risen up against me; they breathe out cruelty and violence.”
going on to make his bold declaration in verse  “I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.”

We serve a God that sees it all, the cruelty, injustice, false accusations and lies that have been waged against us. His truth will prevail and your character will one day be restored. You might not see it today or the day after, but you will see the goodness of the Lord on your behalf.

Our job in all this is to trust the Lord, ask forgiveness for any wrong doing we may have done and forgive those who have hurt us. I don’t know about you but taking the high road in an offense is never easy. My flesh wenches and craves to retaliate and seek justice…NOW.  Although Jesus tells us to  forgive someone 70X7 it is not a math equation I’m gleeful about. Yet if left unsolved produces far more heartache. The Sermon on the Mount that Jesus  taught His followers  encourages us  to be glad in our persecution, happy even when people revile you and say all kinds of false evil things against you. 

Confessing that as the day lingered I still did not find myself happily jumping up and down over this person’s mean-spirited maneuver. Determined to not let them rob anymore of my joy, choosing to take the high road in goofy merriment. Grabbing my high top purple canvas sneakers with plaid trim…my combat boots of joy. Confident they would surely put a smile on my face as I stepped into all God’s reliable and trustworthy promises.

Are you facing one of life’s zingers? May I encourage you in your movement forward with this hope,* “… shod your feet in preparation to face the enemy with firm footed stability the promptness, and the readiness, produced by the good news of the gospel of peace. Each new step bringing more freedom and victory.” Hey, you can even sport some goofy shoes while doing it… I say if the happy shoes fit… wear them!

*Ephesians 6…AMP version.