An Unforgetable Message

Christmas is a funfilled time with lots of buying and selling. Gifting and regifting. A time when christians celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. My annual ritual and passion is to attend the mass on the 24th of December. As usual for the past few years I had forgotten that this particular mass was usually full to capacity with overflow to the basement of the church. On non festive days I usually always get a seat because the church though vibrant is usually not totally filled for my chosen mass. Anyway long story short I was late and I didn't want to join the overflow, but that looked like the only option. As I was about to herd off my kids downstairs who would approach me with a nod of his head but a young man. He said, "do you want my seat?" I said, "how many seats do you have?" He said "four". I said, "oh thanks", but as he stood up I saw him pick up his crutches. I said, "oh no, you can't, I can never do that". He said, "please have the seat I can stand". I said 'no' but with his two friends a young man and a lady he got up. I was ashamed that I was even going to grumble or whine about either standing or going to the overflow. Here was someone who obviously needed to seat and he gave up his seat to stand but that was not all. It was time to kneel for part of the mass, "The consecration", because there was no kneeler where I was I sat and bowed but who do I see kneeling on his good knee on the bare carpet but the same young man and his friends. I fell on my knees so did my son and my husband who had come in after the seat was given up. The gesture of that man and his message are unforgetable. Later as we left the church my son said mummy I felt so ashamed that that man gave up his seat and when he knelt down to pray I just had to kneel, I was seating before then. He had touched the whole family, my husband, my children and me. You know what, he preached no worded sermon, he judged no one. He only preached by example. So many times in life we refuse to give or help because we feel we do not have to give, but we always have something to give, we may be inconvenienced.I was baffled, he preached a great gospel to me. To give even when it is inconvenient like Christ did. Was it convenient for our master to live as a babe and in this human form? Was it convenient to die on the cross for people who did not even love, recognise or appreciate him? No it wasn't but he did it anyway for you and me. So the next time remember that you have something to give, it may not be convenient but a little sacrifice will not hurt and instead will bring a lot of grace in your own moment of need. Like St. Francis of ASSISI said, "Preach the gospel at all times -- If necessary, use words." That young man and his two friends preached a message so powerful that they touched my life and that of my family and they may not even be aware of it. God bless them. It was a pure, beautiful undiluted message from the Throne and preached without words but with profound action. May we be Christ in the world today. Merry Christmas and Godbless you as you read.

And the Ducks came to Stay

Long and hard my son pleaded Like it was all the world his Soul needed Please mom let the ducks come First he tried for the weekend then one He whined and he weedled He cried, prayed, siddled First to his dad and then to me "Just overnight" he said let it be We put up little challenges Little expectations and barrages He failed most, got some too In the end I said, "not the weekend boo" All I can say is we didn't rest or hear His prayers and God came to bear Just like we blunder through life Yet God's grace comes through strife The day shown bright it came so gay And then the nine little ducks came to stay We had fun, we worked a lot as one "And I learnt" my son said, "responsibility and fun" Sometimes we never get the whole picture Or see through the work in the structure We, parents think oh so much work

Children think so much fun, oh duck In all both are entwined in the experience None can be without the other such brillaince In all we grow together and have fun and bond Yet we still work, learn and heal our wound Yeah the ducks came to stay and we all loved

I have often written out of the depths of my heart' I have often thought it was the best way to be Now I reconsider, maybe I should write from the bottom of my heart but not live that way People have often said I am too sensitive maybe thats true I learn daily that in a world were values become relative And truth seems a shifting ground that I stand as if alone I do not claim perfection I only claim that maybe character wise I try too hard to be perfect Maybe I take life too serious and insults personal Maybe I expect too much and drive myself too hard I need to know is it wrong to strive to be good? Or should I be proud of my falls and misdeeds? And expect the same from others Is it too much to be too plain and fear to do evil I hardly hear the word sin anymore This is real, am I the only sinner? Is sin no longer here? Then why the hurt of many by many, The death of love and the uprise of vanity, terror and sorrow Why are there many who lurk in the dark causing fear and being afraid Why are children missing and guns tooting Let us call it what it is So much sin And yet so much grace, abounds For the aching, the victims, the lost There is still a name for wrong doing it is SIN There is yet a bigger name for relief It is Salvation, both start with S I preach too much, so they flea, but I preach to myself Much more than to anyother I need the grace, for pain, sin, hardship and strength I need the grace and I am called grace. I am renewed by grace and I thank God for grace. Thank you Lord

So beautiful, yet so confusing

This may seem to many like the wondering of someone inept if nothing, these blogs show i am searching for what you may ask, to whom you may ask i do not have the answers and so i search on the sound of music song comes back to me after so many years of listening "climb every mountain, ford every stream, follow every rainbow till you find your dream" my question is what is my dream, what is my mission? What if i miss the very essence for which i was made. It took Moses 40 years, or was it 80 years before he achieved his May be just maybe life is still long May be just may be i am here to ask the questions you all are afraid to ask Maybe just maybe you all know what to do may be just maybe i am the only wonderer and wanderer may be just maybe i am....... Life is so beautiful, but oh so confusing MAYBE, Just maybe....

A life of Challenges

A life worth living is full of challenges A challenge worth taking is fraught with tension Tension prolonged is stress unlimited A life of stress can be good or bad A bad life is chronic stress and more A good life is so much more and a little stress What are we here for and are we on course? Why were we made or did we evolve? I will not talk about evolving because I was born human All my ancestors are human too This is my belief and this is my truth As I was saying, this life is full of challenges However I will overcome because I live in the shadow of HIS wings I am in the great I AM! So the challenges just makes my relationship with him all the more exciting This is to the chagrin of them that think they cause them A life of challenges is a life worth living A life without "A Cause" is an empty tomb waiting to be filled Bring on the stress, the strife, the challenge I am in the great I AM, I have no fears Only laughter, only victory, only success