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Laundry, dishes, fixing a meal, brushing our teeth – these are “usual” parts of our day that we probably don’t give much thought to. Mundane things – and often, they are activities that we try to hurry through so that we can move on to something more memorable or enjoyable. But, wait…
If God has given us our lives and the ability to do many things in and with them, including the “mundane” actions we often take for granted, then what better time and place for prayer than to engage in converation wtih God while we do these very same things? After all, God is with us at all times in all places, even in the laundry room, kitchen, car, or basement!
Add prayer to a “mundane” activity today – acknowledge God’s presence there and then, and make mundane memorable.
Seems like each day, one or more of my apps or computer programs has to be updated. And, sometimes, a single app or program updates more than once. Of course, most times, it’s important to keep these tools updated, but it can become frustrating, especially if you’re getting ready to close down all the electronic devices, but cannot because of, yes, more updates!
Having so much updating going on around me has made me think of how well I keep current on other matters, especially when it comes to my chronic illnesses. New developments, new knowledge, new approaches to old problems – sometimes there’s nothing “cutting edge,” but sometimes there is – it never hurts to ask my doctors for the latest, especially if I’m having problems with the status quo. And it also is helpful before my next appointments to talk with friends dealing with similar health challenges. Sometimes they have tips and tricks that they’ve learned, and I can add these to my list of questions for my docs (I always recommend asking treating physicians first before trying anything new). Sometimes, too, there are new books or articles and studies that can be interesting and, possibly, lead to a new approach (but, again, I always run these things by my docs first).
We’re in the midst of spring and spring cleaning. If you feel a bit stale when it comes to your approach to life with your illness, next time you visit with your doctor, ask if there’s anything new. Sometimes, just the question can lead to a bit of fresh air!
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Is there a Teddy Bear in your closet? On a shelf in your living room? Or, (horrible thought) in a box in storage?
You know what? It’s time. Maybe past time. It’s all right to let that Teddy Bear out!
If you’re the kind of adult who thinks he or she has to face illness and pain as a stoic adult, with no hint of “juvenile” behavior, well, I understand. You’re not alone. But, you’re also missing out! Because part of the pleasure of being a self-confident adult is to acknowledge that sometimes you need to be comforted by going back, back to the time when comfort was as easy as having a good cry or a good talk with your trusted Teddy Bear.
I could have sworn I saw the six Bears watching me type this nod in unison. They agree with me; it’s no good to keep them unengaged in life now when they were so important to live not so long ago, in childhood!
Oh, yes, we have friends who are wonderful support and in whom we confide. We pray to God, and we summon His grace and encouragement when we’re most down.
But there’s something special about a Teddy Bear…You’ll see, if you haven’t already. Bring yours out for a visit. I expect you and your Bear have much catching up to do!
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When I heard reports of the devastation from the earthquake in Nepal and neighboring countries, I thought of two things: I remembered a friend who had, a few years ago, climbed partway up Mt. Everest. I recalled what he had told me about the base camp, and my mind’s eye saw the pictures of his trip in a whole new, sad light – my friend and his father had been successful in their journey, but now, so many who had hopes of achieving the same goal had been killed in the act of achievement, buried by avalanches triggered by the quake. I prayed for these climbers-who-were-fallen, and for their families. And I prayed that those who were going in to retrieve and, possibly, rescue others would be kept safe and not lose hope.
The second thing I thought of was the destruction that had occurred to so many ancient buildings of faith, temples that had withstood so very much during their lifetime that were now little more than rubble. This is a tragedy, and not one easily overcome, considering the profound, centuries-long meaning instilled in each structure. I prayed that the prayers that had been lifted up by many in those houses of worship would be loosed on the world, swirling around those who remain, to ignite a fire of determination and steadfast belief.
For although the earthquake destroyed precious people and places, as the dust and the earth settle, there are still people who remain and a world ready to help.
Beyond the terror and the pain – yes, there is hope carried along by those who remain.