Friday, January 28, 2011

Humility with a side of Amoxicillin

A few days ago I had to pick up a prescription, and as the day was freezing, I decided to use the drive through pharmacy. It's just like Burger King, except you have to sign your name on a little paper pad before you get your order. Unfortunately, when the lady passed the pad through the little drawer that sticks out, it fell to the ground. Drugstore lady didn't see this happen, plus drugstore lady was inside behind a window and I, already being outside, tried to retrieve said pad thingy. Unfortunately, the little drawer thing was still extended, making it impossible for me to open my car door.  Drugstore lady finally looked up so I told her the pad thing had dropped, and was about to ask her to retract the drawer thing, when she condescendingly interrupted with, "Well, sweetheart, you are just going to have to get out of your car and get it, now aren't you." And with that she retracted the draw thingy and turned to help an inside customer.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

My son and the King

Last night my son ended his prayer very sincerely with, "and thank you, God, for my sisters. I mean 'er,' sister. Thanks for just the one, God, not really both.

The mom in me felt the need to tell him to like his sister more, the child of God in me was intrigued by his ability to tell God exactly what was on his heart. He doesn't really enjoy his little sister, so he tells his God about it. How absurd, yet how perfect..

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

A God who goes out



And who is like you, O Israel, the one nation whose God WENT OUT to redeem a people for Himself, and to make a name for yourself, and to perform great and awesome wonders by driving out nations from before your people, redeemed from Egypt.
I Chronicles 17:21

How unfathomable.  The Creator God went out to redeem a people for Himself.  He did the work.  He went out.  He rose to show us compassion (Isaiah 30:18).  He went out from perfection, He went out from His throne, He went out.  

This seems unreal to me.  Seriously, I love my kids but I will hardly even go out in the snow for them.  I can't stand being cold, I can't stand the process of getting ready, but when I do give in, my kids give me a heroes welcome.  They are glad to see me.  How different it was for our God.  There was no welcome, there were no cheers, yet He went out for us.  He went out.  Yes, I love my kids but about 8 times out of 10 I draw the line when it comes to the snow.  

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Friends in shining armor

I have this hang up that rears its ugly head from time to time. I kind of picture it as one of those dragons from medieval times, but smaller with mangy hair like a mutt. It's plain ugly and I am never glad to see it. Unfortunately, it seems to show up during  times of stress, poor eating habits, and large gatherings. Enter the holidays.

Yesterday I was with a good friend, and although my mangy mutt thing seems to have settled down, it's still breathing. As she and I talked I shared my hang up. When I was finished, my friend simply said, "Jessica, that's vanity. Why are you letting yourself do that?"