Yesterday I gave my condolences to a woman at work. She lost her Mother a few weeks earlier so I went by with the intention of staying for a brief moment; I didn’t want to… More
She getting dressed to make it in time for the company meeting that morning in New York. I can see her hurrying along in her hotel room, I can just see her wet curls tightening up as her hair is drying. She gets a the call to say her morning meeting was pushed back to 10 AM and to take her time coming in…but she was dressed so she decides to grab a cup a coffee and take a leisurely walk in to work and get there early to help set up on the conference room; she did things like that because she has a servants’ heart.
As she is walking to work, thinking on the meeting a loud boom disrupts the sounds of the city. She stands there in the middle of the sidewalk wondering what could that of been. Anything goes in bustling New York…”I’m sure some cabbies just got into a fender bender”, she must of thought and may of giggled knowing that they will exchange heated words over a minor ding.
She continues her route in when the world suddenly takes a change…people are running away, but where to and why? She has no real understanding of what was happening. Burned papers litter the skies as they swayed back and forth through the air with soft landings on the concrete. She bends down to pick up the papers, always the good citizen trying to keep the earth beautified as her own soul.
The rise of black smoke and the stench of chemical burning is everywhere. She now knows what has happened. A plane has crashed into Tower 1 of the World’s Trade Center. She sees the smoke billowing out of the side of the building. Her co-workers are in Tower 2 so her heart sighs a bit of relief but she must hurry to see if she can help in anyway. She is frantically calling co-workers who assure her that everything is okay. They are on floors 98-105. Tower 2 is hit and was the first to fall but not before it saw its employees horribly jumping to their death to avoid the fire.
She has lost all sense of being…she could not feel her legs moving hurriedly away from the Towers. The world is captured by their TV’s watching over and over this horrific event in history! As the world watched she was operating in co-pilot mode.
She leaves the city in a rental, she looks behind in her rear view mirror and sees fear, anguish, uncertainty. She sits in the car alone with her thoughts; her thoughts of her co-workers, some close friends. Her thoughts are consuming her as she would of been in the building with them just one hour earlier. She prays but can’t hear God as her mind is full. Her loved ones having been calling her with sighs of happiness knowing that she was safe. She sits in the car alone confused.
She now suffers from Post Traumatic Stress, I understand, but she praises God a bit stronger and longer now. She is so grateful to be able to still embrace her husband, her children.
My friend’s life was spared September 11th 2001. Was she spared because she was better than those that lost their lives; absolutely not. There are some questions we may never know the answer to but we know that God is the same Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow and His love for us is never-ending.
Thank you Father for the life of your servant, Judith Richardson whom you have blessed this world with. You brought her into my life so unexpectedly, but you gave me a sister for the rest of my life. I love you Judi.
I usually like to attach a picture to my writings. I googled Jesus and all I got was the white European looking Jesus with his flowing hair, his beautiful piercing eyes, so handsome. Man can get so obsessed with outer appearance. Look at all we go through to perfect our outer beauty; the beauty industry makes millions off us! Not only does the world look at our outer beauty but the scriptures even included those exceptional beauties too:
Throughout the Old Testament it mentions some of the beautiful people in it. Abraham wife, Sarai was so beautiful it worried him that he would be killed over her that he lied and said it was his sister. This woman was fiiiiiiiiiiiiine. Joseph was so good looking it drove the King’s wife crazy that she was after him to be her own; back off Queenie! Jacob’s wife Rachel was beautiful where his other wife Leah, well, they didn’t say she was ugly but did have a lazy eye that kinda of floated around. Esther a woman of exceptional beauty….David a handsome young man, the list goes on about these attractive people in the Bible but then comes Jesus,
Isaiah 53 NIV
53 Who has believed our message
and to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed?
2 He grew up before him like a tender shoot,
and like a root out of dry ground.
He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,
nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.
3 He was despised and rejected by mankind,
a man of suffering, and familiar with pain.
Like one from whom people hide their faces
he was despised, and we held him in low esteem.
Isaiah repeats a couple of times that there was NOTHING that would attract us to Jesus. The scripture says 14 Just as there were many who were appalled at him his appearance was so disfigured beyond that of any human being and his form marred beyond human likeness— Scriptures nice way of saying, Jesus is ugly.
Why would God of the universe choose to come here in this form knowing that the world loves its attractive leaders, people of beauty are esteemed. God chose to look the part of ugly on the outside to show that world what we look like in our insides. Jesus didn’t want us to fall in love with him because of how he looked but for nothing else but the Word he came to bring.
He came in ugly. Philippians 2: 6-7 says he came with humility. Its difficult for the church sometimes to deal with the unattractive of Jesus, uncomfortable for that to sit with us. Why would Isaiah make this statement? Some would say he looked that way on the cross….no, he looked like that EVERYDAY. He took beauty off when He came down so no special privileges would be afforded to him as the world does for those of great beauty. He chose this particular manifestation.
When people say, “God don’t like ugly”…well first, that is not the bible and its not a true statement. God does like ugly, he came in ugly. Most people reject, despise or keep distance from the things in your life that are ugly, God not only chooses to get close to ugly but decided to wear it.
He hung up ugly. He himself is the sacrifice 1 John 2 He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins, and not only for ours but also for the sins of the whole world. He absorbed the ugliness of humanity. That’s what He did on the cross. He hung ugly. Death was brutal.
Thank you Jesus for all the things you have absorbed from my heart; my insecurities, depression, anger, bondage, thank you for soaking up all the ugly things in my heart and putting it on the cross.
He died ugly. Jesus absorbed all the sins of the world into his body for the next six hours. He was laid in the tomb with no sound of life. There was silence in the tomb until the third day when the silence was broken by the sound of the Breath of God. The same breath he used to bring life to Adam is the same breath He gave to the Son of God to give Him life.
When Jesus walked out the tomb he didn’t look the same as no one recognized Him. We can live beautiful lives because Jesus takes the ugly sin from our life and nails it to His cross. We don’t have to live with the ugliness of that sin but the beauty of His life in us. He knows the ugliness of our sin because He chose to wear it on Himself.
I love how the Lord will send little surprises to me throughout my day. Not so long ago I arrived to work and opened my office door to find a gift had been slid under my door. As I unwrapped the red tissue paper, I looked for a name but found none. I finished unwrapping to find a beautiful plague that read, “Be Still and Know That I am God” . Who knew my conversation with God? I called people around the office to ask them, “Was it you?” Everyone gave me the same answer, “wasn’t me”. At the end of the week I had exhausted myself from asking. I am just summing it up that it was directly from God to serve as a reminder of our conversation.
To continue, God sent another little surprise to me in the form of a young man that I work with. His visits are rare so when he walked in I was pleasantly surprised and looked forward to a conversation. He sat and just opened up a floodgate of what God was doing in his life. God was sifting this young soul and as painful as some of the lessons were, his joy for God was infectious. I was so happy in my soul.
As he was sharing his wisdom and love for God he said he prayed that God would give him His eyes to see….that struck the very core in me. God give me Your eyes to see. I started to think more and more on that. What would I see through your eyes God? I’m sure I’ll see the beauty of His creation but I know I’ll see the hurt of His people, the injustice, the pain…but I know I’ll also see the love that He has for us all. I will see the little things too…the kind gesture of a hug or a kiss on the cheek. A kind word to another. I will see the heart of His beloved ones. God give me Your eyes to see. I want to see what you see when you look at me. I want to see what you see when you look pass the smiles and look directly into the heart.
Yes, I want to see what He sees. If I’m faced with the ugliness in this world then Lord give to me your compassion toward humanity. Give me your arms for the broken-hearted, give me your heart for the ones forgotten.
Those words are part of a song by Brandon Heath. Those words are powerful and remind me what my purpose is here on earth.
Lord, give me Your eyes so I can see.
I have worked in Human Resources for over 20+ years and nothing has been more satisfying to my funny bone than working with temporary workers. I love them. They are simply people looking for their place in the job market by going from job to job hoping to land that one job that will change their destiny, the job that will say, they have arrived, that job that will say, “we like you, we really like you!”
I will post many of my stories throughout the weeks. I’ll start off with The Interview.
The beauty of my job is the assortment of humans I get to meet. It starts with the interview process. Gosh they can be so nervous as they sit across the desk from me. I smile at them often while I speak to bring them to a comfort level where they can relax, because when they relax I get to see the real deal.
One particular young woman could not keep her eyes to stay still. You know eye contact is important; it shows me at least your trying to listen to me. Even a blank stare will work, just show me you care. This girl’s eyes were ricocheting off the walls. I would shift my body in the direction of her eyes just to catch a glimpse of them. My head was beginning to hurt from moving it side to side, up and down. By the end of my questions, I stood up and was dizzy.
Next candidate please…oh she was brassy….she kicked her one leg up and crossed it over the other and sat like a cowboy as she leaned back in the chair, I looked closely to see if I could see a toothpick in the side her mouth. She was going to show me her confidence. I like her until she laid her keys down on my desk…her keys with a giant rattlesnake head with its eyes beaming right at me. The eye contact I didn’t get with the first candidate I was now getting my fill with the snake. “Miss” I said, “Can you please remove the giant snake head off my desk.” She gave me the evil eye…okay too much eye contact in this interview…next!!!
I was interviewing for a Administrative Assistant position…how hard can this be? Frank came in. Frank was a no nonsense guy. Frank was his own man I can tell. Frank showed up to the interview with farmer overalls and announced very clearly, “This is how I dress and I won’t change none!” Thank you Frank for coming in, so lovely to meet you.
I understand the interview process is tough. First impressions do really matter…but I’m always willing to give a person a second impression, that’s only fair. People overkill the first impression and you must allow them to redeem themselves…for example. Dress nice for your interview, look professional and appropriate for the position you are interviewing for. When the guy came in to interview in a light powder blue tuxedo, ruffle shirt and cumberbund, I had to look at my papers to see if I had mixed it up the job descriptions from computer operator to lounge singer.
Ladies tone it down with the makeup! One girl’s false eyelashes were so long and thick and she constantly was blinking them that I wanted to ask her if she would mind whisking some cookie crumbs from my computer keyboard. Also, all perfumes purchased at the dollar store should be sprayed ever so lightly. Rule: Don’t choke and kill your interviewer, all she wants is eye contact of the normal kind.
I have had applicants hand me demo tapes of their singing…um, this job is Data Entry.
I love my job! The people I get to meet and encounter daily is awesome. I’m so thankful God placed me in this position to meet the wacky wacky world of people!!
Next Story: You’re Hired!
It is in the clearing fog one starts seeing. Noticing what God has placed before you.
I’m sitting at work doing a report thinking of another incident where the Lord has removed someone from my life. I am beginning to call it, the “Clearing.” I see what God is doing but the question that pounds in my head over and over again; was my assignment complete with this person?
My heart gets in the way many times, God knows this. I see each person in my life, even those that I just meet for a day that there may be some purpose, I don’t know the purpose, but I know God. I think God is this an assignment? Is this person going to teach me or plant something in me that You need me to have?
Those that have been removed are such loving people but there was something God does not want me expose to; He knows my heart, He knows I don’t think clearly when love is involved. His love steps in to protect me. The enemy tries to disguise himself and whispers in my ear, “You are wrong…God is not removing them but you are removing yourself from them” I start to question God. I start getting confused…wait God you are not the author of confusing. I continue, I always feel that I need more answers.
I asked the Father, was my assignment complete with this person just released from me ? I planted a seed and started the watering process and I saw the plant grow some root but it didn’t take to the ground and started to wither. God why are you removing them now…did I fail? I hear God say, “I am reminding you of how I love you and removing destructive spirits; I need you to open your eyes.” “Yes Father.”
He has always been such a protective Father over my life. From childhood, His Presence has always been there, I always felt Him nearby. Even as I was running away, He kept a string around my heart that He would tug to remind me He was there. His Protection is truly like a wing that covers me. I have favor with Him and this I know, not because I deserve it, gosh not at all, but His Protection brings favor. Does God feel sorry for me? Did His Protection start in my childhood because I had such a volatile biological Father? I know I shouldn’t question His Favor, and I’m so very thankful, I am so very very thankful.
He clears my path, He sets Angels around me, He sends Godly people who are very protective over me. I’m not going to lie, I’m baffled by it all. The Presence of God never leaves me, He is always there.
I had a new person enter my office the other day and as she walked out she turned to me and said, “There is a Presence of goodness in this place” I smiled at her, “Jesus, she felt You!” I get so tickled by it. Not me but all Him!! His Presence is undeniable.
I am a sinner and I am saved by His Grace….We are all saved by His loving Grace, you, me, them, all of us. He loves us so much…be still, feel His Presence…its all around you. Open your heart to His love, He will fill it with such peace.
Thank you Father for the Clearing.
…Since I’ve written, but I thought back on something my son said; “if you write, they will come”, okay not so original but his words rang true.
Steve Harvey has a new book:
Jump: Take the Leap of Faith to Achieve Your Life of Abundance
With it comes a 21 day Challenge that I will attempt. I want to jump! His story inspired me that at the age of 50 he took his jump…so why am I letting age be my hindrance. I got this far, let’s see what else is out there. So back to writing is part of my challenge.
Let’s make it clear that Steve Harvey was not the first, nor will he be the last to talk about Leaps of Faith, Jesus talked about it all the time. If I were to Faith Jump I believe that Jesus would be there to catch me. He did it for Peter when he took his first few steps on top of the water…Peter’s faith was so strong for that moment but then he allowed fear to worm itself in him and he started to sink in the water.
I know that feeling. I have started numerous of projects in my lifetime only to push them to the side because I either lost interest, lost hope, lost my faith. How tragic that is….all my attempts, think if I had followed through on them, some of them, even just one of them could of led to the destiny God laid out for me. Man, if I could only bring my foot behind me to kick myself!
Faith is a powerful tool. Its by faith that we know we are saved by God’s grace
- Ephesians 2:8-9 says we are saved by faith. “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.”
A gift from God…imagine that! The God of all the Universe, of all Creation has given US a gift. His grace is sufficient for us and its through our faith that grace is given.
Hebrews 11:6 Tells us we can not please God a part from faith.
“But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that comes to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.”
Back to Steve….so here is the first day Challenge:
I’m going to make this a short entry today because I have some jumping I need to get to!!
Be back soon!
My Mom use to crack me up that when something started to change in a person and not for the better, she immediately said, “They are brain-washed” I would look at her and just say, “Oh Mom!”
I understand now what she was talking about. My Mom had an astuteness about people that I should of paid more attention to but I believe that my discernment has been fine tuned over the years; even though I didn’t think I had discernment I look back and say I had it all along.
Brain-washed, sounds like something out of a Sci-fi B movie where the villain has convinced his followers to do his evil bidding. Jim Jones was that type of villain. It blows my mind that so many followed his insane teachings and we’re willing to take it to the next level and drink the Kool-aid to their death. The beginning of his lunacy is when Jones returned from Brazil in December 1963, he told his Indiana congregation that the world would be engulfed in a nuclear war on July 15, 1967, that would then create a new socialist Eden on Earth.
I ask myself, what is the mentality of hundreds of people to believe all this; brain-washed by false teaching is what it is. What stops people from asking for PROOF! Am I a doubting Thomas, certainly, but not when it comes to the Word of God. Just because someone says, Jesus said or Jesus told me to tell you, ah NO!
Recently I had someone in my office telling me about this “other jesus”, it baffled my head while listening to him as he believed what he was saying as truth. This other jesus never died on the cross but was drugged as a plot concocted by Pilate and Judas; the three were in on this and after the ” faked resurrection” the three took off to France. I have to get to a point where I stop all the nonsense conversation and speak truth at the very moment. I did say to him this was a bit hard to swallow as I believe what the Word tells us about Jesus’ death and resurrection and nothing will sway me from the absolute truth. Brain-washed is all that went through my head.
As the world is coming to its end and with now the use of the internet to spread messages all around the world those with false teachings are having a heyday. This is the time to stand rooted in the Word and with God. This is not a time to play or experiment with any other jesus….this is the time to worship and know the real Jesus of the Bible.
From the Aramaic Bible:
For if he who comes to you would preach another Yeshua to you, whom we have not preached to you, or you should receive another spirit which you have not received, or another gospel which you have not received, you may well be persuaded. II Corinthians 11:4
In my naivete I always thought if you knew the Jesus in the Bible that nothing could sway you away from the truth. But the enemy is clever and uses God’s very words to mislead someone away. What a devil he is! The enemy shines up the Word with sensationalism, mysticism, emotionalism and depending on what the individual inner needs they can be lead away to this other jesus. So scary but so real because its happening to so many people in these last days.