Pobody’s Nerfect (Repost)

When I was a pre-teen, I spent a few days every now and then working in a little country store back home. Jeanie’s was a tiny place with two booths and a menu that consisted of cold sandwiches or fried food. She also kept in stock the “necessities” for life, including milk, eggs and toilet paper. (Which was really convenient since the nearest town with a “real” grocery store was 20 miles away.)

On the cash register hung a sign with words I remember to this day:

“Pobody’s Nerfect.

It made me laugh. And still does. I love the irony of switching the first two letters to emphasize that true, nobody is perfect… even the maker of the sign. (I love ironic humor, just FYI.)

You are a beautiful creation... perfectly imperfect... a work in progress... you have everything you need to fulfill your purpose... don't dilute yourself for any person or any reason... you are enough... be unapologetically you.

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Every now and then, that idea of “Pobody’s Nerfect” pops into my head. It resurfaced in my brain last week during my quiet time with the Lord.

I was reminded that nobody on this earth is perfect. Jesus was the only perfect man, the rest of us are kind of messed up. (Can I get an AMEN?)  I’ve noticed that so many people don’t want to follow the call that God has placed on their life because they don’t feel that they will able to do it perfectly.

Newsflash: They are right. They won’t be able to do it perfectly. But God doesn’t ask for perfection. He asks for obedience.

Let me give you an example. Say that I begin my daily work out…perhaps a run. Sometimes, I just have off days. Why, I have no idea… Maybe it starts raining, or I can’t find my pace or I didn’t sleep well the night before. At that moment, I have a choice.  I can do something and be obedient to the call of trying to get my body in shape, or not even attempt it because I know it’s not going to be perfect.

If I acted on only the things I could do perfectly, let me tell you what people… I would probably never get out of bed. I wouldn’t blog. I wouldn’t exercise. I wouldn’t minister to people. The list goes on and on.

Here’s the deal. God doesn’t call the equipped. He equips the called. Think to yourself for a moment: What is God calling you to right now? What’s stopping you? Is it your fear of not being “perfect?” How can you turn to the Lord to ask for help? I would love to hear your feedback… Leave a comment below!

Please remember, my sweet readers… God isn’t asking for perfection. He just wants obedience. He made you and He knows how flawed our flesh can be. He also loves you, has called you and knows first hand that when it comes to the population of the world that “Pobody’s Nerfect.” But… We ALL can be obedient.

I’m pobody, I’m nerfect,
SGK

“And none of us is perfectly qualified. We get it wrong nearly every time we open our mouths. If you could find someone whose speech was perfectly true, you’d have a perfect person, in perfect control of life.” ~James 3:2 (MSG) 

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Change and Chocolate Mousse (Repost)

I’ve always heard that change is inevitable… except from a vending machine. Ain’t that the truth? (Yes, I said ain’t. I’m being grammatically lazy today.)

Change IS going to happen in all parts of life: family, weather, jobs, circumstances, finances, our age… everything. If it is such a common occurrence, why do we fear it so much?

I know people personally that will go out of their way avoiding change, even tiny changes that involve finagling schedules or trying a new restaurant. That must be exhausting.

Don’t get me wrong. I love stability and consistency. I sometimes struggle with the ever-changing “plans” of the army, our future, our life. But I love the adventure of experiencing something new!

The other day, a friend here at Fort Benning emailed me a new recipe… It sounded extremely bizarre, and even my adventurous “I will taste anything once” self was a bit skeptical.

The recipe was for avocado chocolate mousse.

Say what??

That’s right. Avocado chocolate mousse. I like avocados. I LOVE chocolate. But together?  As a a female, I thrive on opportunities to eat seemingly fancy foods that are easy to prepare and relatively healthy.

So I decided to try it. I was going over to a friend’s house for Valentine’s Day since my husband is away doing army stuff and her hubby was working. Instead of eating an entire bag of Dove Chocolate to satisfy my V-Day semi-solo self, I thought I would give this avocado chocolate mousse a try.

It took a whopping 4 minutes to prepare. I made a “half batch” of the following recipe.

  • 4 ripe avocados
  • 1 cup agave nectar (I used honey) 
  • 1 tablespoon pure vanilla extract
  • 1 cup unsweetened cocoa powder

Cup open avocados and scoop out the insides. Combine with other ingredients and blend until smooth.

And guess what? Even though I was apprehensive, it was AWESOME. For real. It is super rich, so the half batch essentially made four generous servings. We paired it with strawberries and blueberries. You would have thought we were eating a $30 dessert on some fancy island somewhere.

Strawberries, blueberries and yes, AVOCADO chocolate mousse. Best. Dessert. Ever.

Here’s the kicker… I wouldn’t have known what I was missing if I didn’t take that chance to change things up a bit. What was the worst that could happen? So it could have tasted like poo and I would have thrown it out… Big whoop. (Not that I am a proponent of wasting food. I try to be a good steward.)

As I was indulging in this decadent and healthy dessert, I couldn’t help but thing about all the changes that God puts into our lives for a reason. Like the mousse, the “idea” might make us wrinkle are noses and immediately take on an attitude of skepticism. God, you want me to do WHAT? Why? When? NOW?!? 

Is God calling you to change something in your life today? Perhaps change a habit? Turn away from sin? Be more courageous in sharing your faith? Start small. Submit to Him and embrace the change. Make your own version of avocado chocolate mousse, even if the ingredients He gives you don’t really seem to fit perfectly together. Trust our Master Chef. Be  obedient and take a step of faith to answer His call of change… If you do, He might just reward us with an experience that is smoother, richer and more incredible than that avocado chocolate mousse.

Satisfied by His Recipe for my life,

SGK

“Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.” –Romans 12:2 (MSG) 

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How to Deal: “Rug Rippers” (Repost)

We’ve all been there. We finally feel like we’ve gotten our balance. We are walking on solid ground. Things might not be going absolutely grandiose perfecto, but they are going. We take what we can get and relish the stability. When suddenly…

WHOMP!!!  Someone (or something) rips the rug right out from underneath us.

Yep. We all have ’em in our lives. Those dreaded people/things that knock us completely off-balance and throw things out of whack.

I “fondly” call them the “rug-ripper-outters-from-underneath-us-ow-that-hurts.” That’s kind of a long name to refer back to in a blog post, so for the purposes of this post, I will refer to those people/events/things as “Rug Rippers” aka R-squared for short.

Sometimes we go from keeping our balance-- to falling down the stairs... Or tripping when the rug is ripped right out from under us.

If only we could have as much fun as this guy when we lose our balance…

Depending on the season of life, I seem to have a lot of rug-ripping moments. Sure, I bet some of that can be contributed to the fact that I am incredibly uncoordinated and trip UP the stairs on a regular occasion… but it also comes with the territory of being a Christian, an army wife, a minister, a friend…

Heck, just LIVING and BREATHING sometimes seems to be the ultimate set up for a rug-ripping experience.

It happened to my hubby and I last Friday night at 10pm. We were finishing up an evening of  rare together time at a holiday military function. All in all, it was a decent night and we were treasuring the time we had with one another. Things were going smoothly, we had survived another rough phase in army life over the last month or so. PRAISE. GOD.

Then a few unexpected phone calls and some changed (yet previously un-communicated) schedules later, the rug was ripped right out from underneath us. WHOMP!! 

We were faced with a decision. Do we let this unexpected circumstance derail all of the blessings that we experienced from God in the previous hours? Or do we somehow engineer a way to recover from our frustration?

We silently pondered (ok, steamed would probably be a better word for me) for a few minutes. We arrived home and I found myself in a battle– my flesh was frustrated and ticked, the Enemy was all up in my Kool-aid trying to get me to be upset at my husband even though he had about as much control over the situation as I did. All the while, God was telling me what I should do: Release it to Him.

Barn and I headed to bed shortly thereafter. We have a policy not to go to bed angry so we talked and vented for a while (fortunately, we managed not to get tick at each other– thanks, Jesus.) And then my Beloved suggested the perfect remedy to restore our balance that the R-squared event caused.

“Sharita… I know it’s really hard and we might not feel like it right now. But let’s pray about this.”

Confession: There was not a single bone in my body that desired to pray. I mean, I was MAD. Fortunately, there WAS a spot in my heart that KNEW I had to… So we prayed. Together. Out loud.

As we said amen, our balance was restored. Not even kidding. Immediate. And even with the jacked-up schedule we were facing the next day, our weekend wasn’t “ruined.”

I have continued reflect on this “rug-ripping” experience. And God gave me this vision. We live in a fallen world. Which means we are ALL going to be knocked of balance from all directions.  Picture it:

If the rug is ripped out from behind us… we end up falling forward… On our knees.

If the rug is ripped out from in front of us… We end up flat on our backs, wind knocked out of us… peering towards the heavens.

Both positions are IDEAL to pray, taking the issue or circumstance to God.

It might take a hot minute (or twelve) for us to recover from our fall. But if we go to God– He will help us back to our feet.  He WILL restore us. AND our balance.

No matter how big, unexpected or painful your rug-ripping experience is… God is sovereign over all. Nothing surprises Him. And when we are at our most unbalanced and weakest– that is when we are closest to God.

Restored Daily,
SGK

“He got us out of the mess we’re in and restored us to where he always wanted us to be. And he did it by means of Jesus Christ.” ~Romans 3:24 MSG

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Remodel coming your way!

Hi friends… Sorry to disappoint, but there’s no Five Minute Friday post today.

HOWEVER… I did want to share with you some super cool news.

The reason I am not cranking out new fresh posts at the moment is because 1) I am at home with family in KS and 2) I am working overtime transferring these 441 previous blog posts to my NEW website. (I want to allow PLENTY of time for this major chunk of the project, since I don’t really know what I am doing and I don’t want to “miss” any fresh posts not getting transferred to the new site.)

For the last 2+ months, I have been learning (and fervently praying) how to do website design. I know I could have hired it out, but as I have mentioned numerous times here before, I am still working for Jesus dollars and didn’t have that moolah on hand.

Plus, God told me to do it myself (with His help, of course.) So that’s what I’ve been doing in my “spare” time as of late.

That being said, for the next couple-ish weeks, I will be sharing some of my favorite posts from the archives as I transfer my material/domain and put the finishing touches on my new site. (SO. EXCITED!)

Hang with me, ok? I promise there are some super duper coolio things coming your way with this remodel– the new website isn’t just a blog, but I hope it is going to be an incredible resource for you.

Oh. And there’s gonna be some free downloadables for my awesome subscribers.

And did I mention I will be doing my biggest giveaway EVER?? As in, a couple hundred bucks worth of free stuff/services?!?!!

Stay tuned for some fresh Jesus love here at 7 Days Time… Launch date is currently set for the day after my birthday on November 18th. So in the meantime, I pray you enjoy reading some of my favorite posts the next few days🙂

Thanks a million for your prayers and support!

Go Time with God,
SGK

“Count yourself lucky, how happy you must be— you get a fresh start, your slate’s wiped clean.” ~Psalm 32:1 MSG

How serious are we about this new  level of ministry, fresh website included? Well, let's just say my Beloved and I are committed...  (Yes. That's a real tattoo. And yes, we both have one. And yes, we might be a little nuts.)

How serious are we about this new level of ministry, fresh website included? Well, let’s just say my Beloved and I are committed…
(Yes. That’s a real tattoo. And yes, we both have one. And yes, we might be a little nuts.)

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Home is Where Jesus Calls You

You’ve probably heard your share of “homey” quotes…

“Home is where the heart is.”

“Home Sweet Home.”

“Home is where you hang your hat.”

“There’s no place like home” (Wizard of Oz, what, what!)

Ah, home. It conjures up all sorts of apple-pie-wafting, couch-snuggling, T.G.I.F sitcom watching (does anybody else remember the T.G.I.F television programming?) images of joy.

Ahhh... Homey.

Ahhh… Homey.

There is one “home” saying that I have often pondered; one that is (obviously) very popular in the army.

“Home is where the Army sends us.”

This saying is typically painted on a sign, then below it are little placards that have the bases where folks have been stationed. I always think it’s interesting to walk around my neighborhood and imagine the adventures and challenges that come from “home” being Fort Bragg, North Carolina, then Fort Wainwright, Alaska, onto Fort Bliss Texas then Fort Campbell, Kentucky. (I don’t know anyone specifically off the top of my head that has traveled that exact pattern, but you get my drift.)

We, however, do not have one of those signs on our front door. Not because I don’t think they aren’t cool, but because I believe the army isn’t the director of where we move every 2-5 years(ish.)

Jesus is behind the army… So as far as I am concerned, home is where Jesus calls you.

This concept doesn’t just apply to military people. And really, it doesn’t matter if you have moved 10 times in the last 10 years or still live in the same house in which you were born 60 years later.

Home is where Jesus calls you. It’s as simple as that.

Sometimes I struggle with this idea… I see my friends living close(ish) to family, buying or building a home… And honestly, I kind of want that.

No more slapping a coat of paint on hospital-white walls in an attempt to make what we know is a temporary home a little more personal. No more “creative-curtain-ing” when we move into a new home and realize all the windows are a completely different size than the last place we lived. No more praying over the stain in the carpet when it’s housing-move-out inspection time.

God has done (and continues to do) some really incredible work on my heart in this regard, reminding me that HE is in control of where we live, how we get there, how long we stay.

After all, home is where Jesus calls us.

So, three big (albeit, slightly random) thoughts surrounding this topic:

1. Regardless of the place we are called to live, there is no room for envy, jealously, pride or discontent in that equation. Instead of “wishing” for a permanent place near family, we should revel in the adventure God has called us to. Or instead of yearning to get out of a small home town, we should find joy in the familiarity.

2. No matter WHERE we live, or how long we live there… It is STILL temporary. This world is not our home. Let’s enjoy it while we can, but keep in mind that life is but a vapor and there is something WAY more awesome coming our way. Which brings me to point #3…

3. We must live with an eternal perspective. I have a sneaky suspicion that when we eventually make it to our permanent heavenly home, it will blow us away, and no amount of screened in porches, built-in ice machines or bathtub jacuzzis will compare. (Just a few thoughts for my earthly dream home, FYI.)

As you read this, I am enjoying some time back with my family in my childhood home. It’s great to be back in the country with the animals and feeling of fall all around. But as awesome as ALL of my earthly homes have been so far, whether it was in Kansas, Missouri, Georgia or Washington, I know something even more incredible awaits me…

Because after all, home is where Jesus calls us… and someday, we will experience Home sweet Home like never before!

Heaven is where my heart is,
SGK

PS: Do you know where your eternal home is going to be? If not, I would love to talk with you about that. It won’t be weird or awkward or judgey, I promise… But seriously, gimme a shout via sharita.knobloch@gmail.com.

“By an act of faith, Abraham said yes to God’s call to travel to an unknown place that would become his home. When he left he had no idea where he was going. By an act of faith he lived in the country promised him, lived as a stranger camping in tents. Isaac and Jacob did the same, living under the same promise. Abraham did it by keeping his eye on an unseen city with real, eternal foundations—the City designed and built by God.” ~Hebrews 11:8-10 MSG 

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Hidden Ah-Ha’s: No Fear of Bad News

There are few things in this world that make my heart jump into my throat faster than a phone call from my Beloved that starts like this:

“Hey, Sharita. So… I’ve got some news.”

Please excuse me until I stop hyperventilating. (Just kidding.)

But seriously. I can vividly remember early on in our relationship (during a deployment) how those words could bring me to my knees almost immediately.

See, my husband has a great perspective on life. (Plus one of his spiritual gifts is faith. Lucky.)  He’s been in the army for a decade and understand how things work (even when they are less-than-ideal.) He’s an optimistic and I don’t think I have EVER heard him say “I have BAD news.” To him, it’s just news.

Me, on the other hand– now I try to be an optimist, but I think I am more of a realist.  Or maybe a “panic-right-now-and-calm-down-later-because-I-know-it-is-gonna-be-ok-ist.”

Which brings us to today’s Hidden Ah-Ha Bible Verse:

No Fear of Bad News

“They will have no fear of bad news; their hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord.” ~Psalm 112:7

How’s THAT for perspective? This verse is jam-packed with great stuff… So let’s break it down…

First: “They have no fear of bad news.” That in itself is the bomb-diggity as far as I am concerned. No fear of bad news. How many “bad news” things in life are we potentially afraid of? A call from the doctor with test results? Or a note sent home with our kiddo about behavior issues? A meeting with the boss about a job change? A peek at our bank account to see how much money we do (or don’t) have?

The list can go on for miles. But in this verse, we have no fear of bad news. Such freedom in that!

And WHY should we not fear?? The answer is obvious in the second half of this verse. “…Our hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord.”

So, I know the “now” definition of steadfast, but I wanted to see what it meant in Bible terms. In this Psalm, the word used is “fixed” which means established, firm, prepared, set in place, made ready, stable, faithfulness, perfect…

Hmmm… Makes you think, eh? Our hearts are firm. Our hearts are prepared. Our hearts are stable. Our hearts are faithful. Our hearts are established…

Our hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord.

And why are our hearts steadfast/fixed/faithful/prepared/etc? Because God is trustworthy. Loving. Sovereign. Ever-present. All-knowing.

God is a God of incredible character. Which makes our hearts steadfast– and then we have no fear of bad news.

I think I might have found one of my new favorite verses.🙂

Friend, take a moment and think to yourself– do you fear bad news? Have you ever received “bad news” and God wasn’t there? (If you have an active relationship with Christ, I’m guessing the answer to that one is no.) So, then, why should we fear bad news? How can we start TRUSTING God at a deeper level so that we can live our lives anxiety free?

If you struggle with any of these things, I challenge you to mediate on this verse throughout the week. I can personally testify that God is a God of heart-change. While I still have my brief or occasional “panic” moments when life kicks me in teeth, I always remember that God is a God we can trust.

He is our steadfast God.

Because of this, we should have NO fear of bad news.

And that, dear friend, is great news.

Fixed on Him,
SGK

“He is not afraid of receiving bad news; his faith is strong, and he trusts in the Lord.” ~Psalm 112:7 GNT

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The Voice that Matters

Voices. They are everywhere.

It’s the voice of your 7-month-old daughter as she practices her consonants saying “Mamamamama” while she clamors for you attention on the kitchen floor during supper preparation.

It’s the voice of your Beloved spouse saying he will/won’t be home tonight and needs you to please do this or that before that point.

It’s the voice of a friend who regales you with tales of her life as you smile and listen intently.

It’s the voice inside us that finds our flaws and tells us that the jeans are too tight or that she has prettier hair or a better marriage.

It’s the voice of the TV or radio advertisement saying “You will be happy when you have THIS.”

It’s the voice of Facebook or Twitter or Pinterest that makes you WANT what they have.

It’s the voice of the Enemy whispering you failed. You aren’t good enough. You shouldn’t even bother to try.

These voices cover the gamut of the good, the challenging, the encouraging and the downright disheartening.

But we are forgetting the voice that truly matters.

The voice of God.

God is always speaking to us– but if you are anything like me, you might not always listen. God isn’t a bully and He isn’t going to yell over these other things to get our attention. (Not very often, anyways.)

God’s words to us might be sweet, encouraging, challenging, enlightening or convicting. But ALL of His words are rooted in love.

See, that’s the difference between the voices of the world and the Enemy as opposed to God. Those other voice are not always sincere or coming from pure motives. But God’s are.

While the voices of the world can seem pretty loud sometimes, they typically aren’t bad news in themselves. However, I struggle most with recognizing then combating the voice of the Enemy.

And here’s how to tell a difference between Satan and God’s voice in our lives…

Satan brings on guilt… We feel like we failed, we are unworthy. God convicts, opening our heart to a mistake we made but provide an avenue of redemption.

Satan lies. God is truth.

Satan is sneaky. God is honest.

Satan will distract. God clarifies.

Satan brings chaos. God brings peace.

Satan destroys. God builds up.

Satan hates. God loves.

Satan kills. God gives life.

I recently read a phrase that really spoke to my heart…

“Satan calls you by your sin and forgets your name… Christ forgets your sin and calls you by name.”

Dearest friends, those voices can be overwhelming. The confusion, anxiety, suffocation you feel– that is not how God intended for us to live our lives. He died a criminal’s death to give us speak. He speaks love into our lives daily… We just have to be willing to listen.

So all of you that have ears to hear… Let’s tune in and really listen to The One True Voice that matters.

Listening for His Love,
SGK

“Then Jesus said, “Whoever has ears to hear, let them hear.” ~Mark 4:9

Listen for His Love...

Listen for His Love…

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Hidden Ah-Ha’s: Stand Firm & Fall to God

I remember singing that old (as in 1993!) country song by Aaron Tippin.

He’d say you’ve got to stand for somethin’ or you’ll fall for anything
You’ve got to be your own man, not a puppet on a string
Never compromise what’s right and uphold your family name
You’ve got to stand for something or you’ll fall for anything

Back when I was a little girl, I didn’t really give much thought to those lyrics. But now, “standing” for “something” has a totally different meaning for me.

And by standing for “something” I mean standing firm in Christ.  In fact, STAND is my OneWord for 2013 and it’s been interesting to see how it has developed over the past 10 months.

Which brings us to today’s Hidden Ah-Ha Bible Verse from Isaiah 7:9b…

Stand Firm

“If you don’t stand firm in your faith, you won’t stand at all.”

Oh, SNAP. That is some pretty straightforward stuff, right?

Let’s set a little bit of context here. God is talking to Isaiah because things are chaotic in Israel, everybody fighting everyone (shocker) but God is giving Isaiah a reassuring pep-talk. He’s saying that Judah’s enemies won’t prevail. He’s telling Isaiah to tell His people and his son to chill out, and stand firm.

Then it gets interesting.

Right after God makes this powerful statement telling Isaiah that if they stand firm in the faith they will be legit, He speaks to Ahaz, the current King of Judah. But Ahaz is a little overwhelmed with the whole situation. Then Isaiah steps in and prophesies the coming of a savior named Immanuel who will be born of a virgin.

Now, I am no history buff (that’s my husband’s calling) but I still think that is pretty cool.

God is calling us to stand firm in our faith on a daily basis.  He reminds us that Jesus has come, has gone, but WILL COME AGAIN.

I don’t know about you, but I think that is a pretty awesome rock to stand on.

Plus, I would much rather stand firm in our certain faith than not stand at all. Not standing at all sounds kind of scary. And painful. And lonely. And unfun.

So friends, think about the areas of your life that you are standing firm in the faith. What about the areas that we seem a bit shaky in? Perhaps it’s worrying about stuff we can’t control or casting a judgmental eye at a passerby or skimping on our tithe to the Lord?

Let’s be proactive and avoid falling for the junk in this world. Just as this verse reminds us, we MUST stand firm in the faith or we won’t stand at all.

It’s time to STAND FIRM… And fall to God.

Standing on the Rock,
SGK

“If you don’t take your stand in faith, you won’t have a leg to stand on.” ~Isaiah 7:9b MSG

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The Laundry Monster (Five Minute Friday)

Five Minute Friday
Hi friends! It’s time to link up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday.

So let’s get to it.

Today’s Prompt: LAUNDRY

AND GO!
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It’s always there. Sneaking around, seemingly taking over every room of my house.

It’s the laundry monster.

Out of all of the household terrors, this monster is really dedicated. I’m talking employee of the century dedicated. I mean, it never quits. No matter how hard I work, at the end of the day, the laundry monster has reproduced and left more laundry to tackle the next day.

The way this monster procreates, you would think it’s part rabbit.

And it is creative. Not only does it make tons of laundry on a daily basis, it also misplaces it. I swear I started with ten pairs of perfectly matched socks… But by the time they make  it out of the dryer and into the laundry basket, we have 36 socks… NONE of which match.

This monster keeps me busy. It distracts us, and sometimes we forget about the laundry load in the washing machine just long enough so that it starts to smell musty… then we have to start all over. Or it brainwashes my Beloved, convincing him that the laundry hamper is evil and clothes must stay strewn about.

And when this monster is really feeling feisty… He puts an ink pen in the dryer.

What might a laundry fail could be a faith victory... Your choice.

The laundry monster strikes again…

But in all honesty, I have to say that the laundry monster keeps me entertained. Busy. Determined. And overall, blessed. Because we DO have tons of clothes to wear AND the equipment to wash/dry them AND closets/furniture to store them in.

So while the laundry monster might try to dictate my life, it really just brings me back to my blessings… And how God has gifted us with laundry to do.

STOP!
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Hmmm… Interesting (and very different) prompt today. What did you think? Does your laundry monster overwhelm you or remind you of your blessings? Think about it…

As usual, thanks for stopping by, my friends. May your weekend be blessed– and your laundry be stain free and Downy-fresh.

Cleaned by Christ,
SGK

“Soak me in your laundry and I’ll come out clean, scrub me and I’ll have a snow-white life.” ~Psalm 51:7 MSG

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The Wheels on the Bus

School Bus_Fotor

It’s been years since I’ve ridden on a school bus route for the sole purpose of getting to and from school.

Even now though, I still can’t see one of those big, yellow behemoths without being briefly taken back to my youthful days of riding the bus.

When I was in elementary school, we lived in rural North Central Kansas. North Central as in, seven miles from Nebraska. And rural as in, 90 (yes 90!) miles from the nearest Wal-Mart. So five days a week for year after year, I rode the big yellow school but from our house ten miles to town and back again.

But because we were so rural, our bus route was huge. Like, an hour and a half huge. And the way the route was set up, we were usually “first on, last off.” It made for some long (yet entertaining) days.

Many life lessons were learned on that big yellow beast. Like the farther back you sit, the higher you are going to bounce off the seat when it hits a pothole in the gravel road. And that, while very popular, sliding under the seats and “sneakily” jumping across the aisle were not overly safe activities. Oh, and school busses that travel on only gravel roads are incredibly dusty.

These memories make me grin and there was one day I would never forget…

The end of the route was nearing and I was the only one left on the bus. (I’m not sure where my sister was?)   So I decided to put my feet up in the seat, lay down and take a little snooze. (That was before school busses had seat belts.) I settled down, mentally mapping the route in my head waiting for Mr. Nech the bus driver to turn down our road.

I waited… And waited… But we kept going straight. Maybe my timing was off. I started to get concerned, so I popped my little head up to look out the window.

My little elementary school heart was terrified. “He missed my turn! We are headed back to town. What if I have to spend the night in the bus barn? I am gonna get hungry. And cold. WHAT DO I DO!?!”

Believe it or not, I was kind of shy back then… (A lot has changed the last two decades.) I dug down deep in my little trembling heart and squeaked out a feeble plea…

“Um… Mr. Nech?”

His eyes flashed to the mirror, then widened with surprise. He muttered something (I don’t think it was a profanity– he was a real nice guy. And even if it was a dirty word, it was justified. :-))

“Sharita! What are you still doing back there?!?!”

Mr. Nech turned the bus around at the next intersection and I made it safely home. Crisis averted.

As I was reminiscing about this humorous adventure, I (as usual) thought about our relationship with God. While it was an honest mistake, God never forgets about us like my bus driver did.

He always knows where we are going, what we are doing. He constantly cares for us and answers our feeble little cries for help.

We never need to be terrified that He will overlook us or take us down an un-legit path.

Because as the wheels of our life-bus go round and round with daily activities, God is in the driver’s seat, tenderly and diligently guiding us until that glorious day when we finally arrive HOME.

Homeward Bound,
SGK

“I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you.” ~Genesis 28:15

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