Friday, November 23, 2012

I Can See Clearly Now (or - I Got A New Windshield)


A few days ago I got a new windshield.  The next morning I was discussing things with God and giving Him thanks for my blessings.  When I told Him I was thankful for the new windshield, the conversation got really interesting.  I don’t know how He talks to you, but it’s always plain and simple, often with visuals for me.

He said, “You know that windshield is like the wounded spirited people you work with?”

Me, “How?”

He said to think about how the whole thing happened and see how it parallels to “real life”:

The crack started one day in a parking lot.  I wasn’t with the car when the windshield got the crack, but it was there when I got back to it.  It really was a little crack, maybe about 2 inches tops.  It was late in the day, and on the passenger side of the car, so it didn’t really seem urgent to fix it.  Within two days, the crack had grown to half a foot.  Still, it was on the other side of the car and I really didn’t have the time nor the money to get it fixed.

The six inch crack stayed there – six inches – all through the winter months.  It didn’t get any bigger and did not demand my attention. So, I ignored it. I would deal with it later.

One day in the spring, my youngest daughter and I went to the store. It was one of the early beautiful days of spring.  The temperature no longer required a jacket and the sun was shining bright.  We shopped for maybe an hour and got back to the car to discover the six inch crack had spread almost all the way across the windshield! A little heat evidently caused it to spread.  Money was still an issue, so I didn’t plan to replace it soon. The crack, however, was right in my line of vision.

I am going to backtrack a bit here and explain what I see:  the windshield took some type of blow that left it damaged.  Probably not the car’s fault since it was sitting still when it happened.  We all take various hits and blows in life.  Some leave visible wounds.  Some leave emotional or spiritual wounds.  I chose to ignore the crack in the windshield like some of us choose to ignore the wounds we have.  We think if we stuff them down, they will just go away. When the heat came on, that little crack became a very large issue, just like a little hurt can fester and some seemingly little thing can make us feel like we are falling apart, and we choose to bury our heads in the sand, we can’t change because we can’t get past this huge wound.

Now, there were times I could look around that huge crack and kind of pretend it wasn’t there, but sometimes the sun (Son) would hit that crack just right and it would nearly blind me! Like when Jesus brings something to light that He wants to heal, but we close our eyes and ignore it as best we can.  Driving at night, a lot of times it was difficult to see around that crack, like it can be difficult to see down the road past the huge hurt we keep hanging on to.  When the darkness comes, the hurt can become all we can see.  That in itself can cause more pain, until pain is all we can see.

So, what do you do??

You have to make a change.

You have to let go of the cracked windshield- you call the windshield Specialist and He brings you a brand new windshield, with no cracks.

The Specialist can replace what was damaged by the world and give you brand new clear vision.  All you have to do is make the call-  He will come to you.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

The Sacred Meal The Ancient Practices Series (Review)


The Sacred MealThe Ancient Practices Series

By Nora Gallagher, Phyllis Tickle
Published by Thomas Nelson







My expectation from the title of the book and the series was a deeper study into communion, cultural meaning and experiences, variations of the practice from faith to faith.  For this, The Sacred Meal did not meet what I was hoping it would be.  It did prove to be something quite different. 

This book is a lovely memoir of Ms. Gallagher's experiences with communion, not what I expected, but lovely nonetheless.  She reveals up close personal experiences with others during communion and how her life was affected from those encounters.  Quiet, awe-filled encounters with the King of kings and feeling His presence surrounding her- those moments are precious, both in her experience and her openness to share those experiences with the world.  

Did I learn from the book?  Yes.  Not what I expected.  I would not recommend the book for a deeper study of the meaning of communion. I do recommend reading it for an encouragement for your faith. 





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