Life In The Moments


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More Than A Lunch Date: Tears Over Avocado Enchiladas

On Tuesday… my husband and I set out to the big city for a lunch date. We believe strongly in a husband and wife still dating each other after marriage.. Yes, even after 20 plus years of marriage especially. We had talked about going out on a dinner date Saturday evening, but our plans were changed thanks to Parker. More on that a bit later in this story…. It had nothing to do with celebrating Valentine’s Day. For real love is shown and shared more than one day year with a card, dinner out and perhaps some flowers and chocolates. We knew what we wanted to eat and just where to find them. Off we went..

We left a little later than we usually do for a lunch date. So, when we arrived at the restaurant – there were hardly any customers there. And I couldn’t help but smile deeply at that observation. We were seated immediately and were expecting nothing but a great time of being together and eating some of our favorite food. Of course, we were also expecting to intersect with the lives of whomever we came in contact with.

His name is Chris. He walked up and immediately started joking with us, laughing, and making a couple of suggestions for us. He told me I was too easy when he said they were all out of raspberry tea and I said, ‘Okay. I’ll take a Coke then.” And yet, through his jokes and laughter.. I knew with every fiber of my being he was not okay. And instead of mine and hubby’s usual habit of asking our server how we can pray for them and then doing so… I knew I wasn’t to ask… that he would be back later on in our time there to share what was going on with him. It was very odd I must confess when we bowed our heads to pray and yet had not clue how to pray for Chris.

The food was very hot temperature wise. Chris brought me a few raspberry teas and with each one or whatever he was at our table for… it was clear it was building.. and a flood was about to happen. He looked me at one point and said, “You’re a teacher aren’t you?” He then went on to explain about the grays in my hair and the way I smiled. The look on his face when I replied, “Yes. I’m a Bible study teacher.” showed clearly the real reason for his question.

A bit later, I asked him what he thought hubby looked like… he replied, “Something to do with technology.” We both had to laugh. Hubby was in technology for years in the secular world.. and he is currently working on a website for our church.. where he is the pastor. . The look on Chris’ face yet again when hubby said, “I’m a pastor.” spoke volumes. And truthfully… hubby is a tech geek. I may use it more on daily basis, but make no mistake – he’s the real geek.

A few minutes went by… and there was Chris again.. standing there beside me and laying his hand on my shoulder. And then he began simply pouring out about his life’s moments.. the good, the bad and the ugly. He couldn’t help but pull out the chair beside me and literally started welling up with big tears. And yes, of course, I couldn’t help but put my hand on his back and rub it.. That’s one thing I knew upon being physically healed back in 03.. I am to use my hands to touch those who are hurting. Not with my own hands mind you really.. with His.. God’s.

I won’t go in to all the details Chris shared. I will ask again for you to pray for him and his children and the woman he shared with us about too other than his x-wife. Hubby and I took Chris by the hands and prayed with him right there then. His tears filled with the added flavor of God’s love as individuals noticed his pain and met him right where he was….. just exactly like God through Jesus does.

Make no mistake about it.. Chris was crying out for Jesus. And God sent a teacher and a pastor. If you remember earlier on I shared how we almost went out Saturday night instead.. but didn’t because of Parker. Parker wanted to go to his first public school dance. And yet, he got the time wrong and when we showed up there – no one was there. No one so it seemed. He ended up spending most of his evening with his dad and I. And yet, Parker has said that it meant more to him that we were even willing to let him go and then didn’t go on out after we realized he wasn’t going to the dance at that time. Oh, Someone was there. He always is.. no matter where a child may go. Or a guy named Chris.. or Dick… or a woman named Camey. Or fill in your name……

Who will you notice today? And are you willing to share in their pain?

What about showing them who the Real Hope is found in?

As always, dear reader, you’ve been prayed for.

Much love,

PS: If you’re a local to this town or the big city.. I’ll be happy to share with you where you can find Chris if you’re interested in reaching out to him too.


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Prayer Request!

Requesting prayer for a very dear friend of mine… His name is Bill. He is having surgery this morning. He had a biking accident several months ago. Bill is the pastor of a church in Indiana. More importantly than that… he is the husband of Jo, dad to Tami & Janna, and grandpa to B. Thanks in advance!

And as always, dear reader, you’ve been prayed for.

Much love,

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Who’s Driving?

Yesterday afternoon, Austin & I shared one of the most tender times as a son & a mother… and also as a brother & sister in Christ. Austin is in the process of learning how to drive. So, I threw him the keys and let him get behind the wheel as we headed out to make a special delivery. One of our favorite things to do together is to serve others out of the overflow of God’s love in our hearts and lives. Yesterday was definitely a picture of that.

Austin has gone with me several times now to make deliveries to this one family in particular. In fact, the first time we went there, I had gotten mixed up on the streets since we were still new to the area. Austin helped us get there with his better sense of direction than his mom’s. So, as we were heading out yesterday, I didn’t have to tell him where to go or how to get there. He knew the way very well. It was fresh in his mind and heart.

Just a little bit ago, Austin and I were talking about the difference between driving and riding along when out serving others. We also talked about how it can make one want to serve others even more so than before when they can drive on their own. Oh, sure.. having the driving directions are important. If it weren’t, things like mapquest & GPS would not be used to the degree that they are. But what is more important is who is driving, where you are going and why are you going?

We’re praying about the future here in this town and county we’ve come to serve in. For one thing is very clear to us in God’s Word as the living example of/in Jesus Christ… He didn’t come to be served, but to serve. And it is with that in mind… we’re praying for a building. A building that will be used as a food pantry and possibly a soup kitchen to help meet the physical needs of others. A building that will be used not only by individuals from our church, but from any of the other churches in our area that want to be a part. Why? God’s love knows no denominations in Heaven.. why should it here on earth?

Yesterday late in the afternoon, there was a little boy in our kitchen with me. As he was helping me make chocolate chip cookies… he just started sharing about his own life’s moments… and I am convinced even more so now than I was when I had the dream. Some are called to travel across the world to places like India, Haiti and etc…. but regardless of that… we are called to go wherever we are already at as well… to be the hands & feet of God. And to walk humbly with our God.

So, dear reader, let me ask you……

Who is driving?

Where are you going?

And why?

And as always, dear reader, you’ve been prayed for!

Much love,

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