After an hour or so, I finally got up and went downstairs. I intended to watch an hour of mindless television that I had recorded on the DVR and go back to bed. Instead, I picked up my computer and looked at my blog. My neglected blog. My spiritual notebook that God had used for sometime to speak to me. There it was…neglected. I looked at some other blogs, clicked through this link and that link and eventually ran across a blog (I have not idea what blog it was) that the author was moved to do something for people going through a rough time. She felt she couldn’t do much, but was offering to bake 2 dozen cookies and ship them to 5 people that needed a “pick-me-up!” Send her your nomination and she would choose 5, bake and ship the cookies. It seemed simple enough. Yet, with in a few days she was inundated with almost 150 entries and had to close the entries. Then she was faced with choosing only 5. All of them were moving stories of people in crisis or very sad situation or overcoming cancer or not overcoming cancer…you get the idea. She couldn’t choose. So she went back to her readers and asked for volunteers to help with the cookie baking…and within a couple of days she had enough cookie baking volunteers that all nominations were going to receive 2 dozen cookies. Please don’t talk to me about cleanliness and eating things from people you don’t know…that is not my point. As I read these stories of people going through tough times, the Lord opened my eyes. Opened my eyes to my REAL story, what was REALLY going on in my life and it ISN’T. THAT. BAD. There is nothing like reading about the suffering of others to put our own lives into perspective. One of the nominations for cookies was from someone that nominated a man named Chad. You can read Chad’s story here
, but don’t go there without a box of tissues and some time.
I am so thankful that I can be strong in the Lord…that I do not have to be strong in and of myself! He is my strength. He is my shepherd. He is my rock and in him, I have no fear.
Lord, thank you for giving me hope. Thank you for giving me the strength I need to get through challenging times. Thank you for reminding me that things are often, not as bad as they seem. Lord, thank you for the season of Lent…for the challenges and the growing pains I am experiencing…they pale in comparison to your pain and suffering. Thank you for the gift of the Cross and all of the hope that it brings. Thank you for your Son.
I hope you have a great day…blogs and cookies aren’t the only thing the Lord used to speak to me. More tomorrow…