Friday, March 6, 2015

One thousand Gifts 1311-1333



1311.  Snow
    1312.  More Snow.
    1313. And more snow still.
1314. Forgetting to go to work (HA!)
    1315. And then getting a text at 10:30pm reminding you that you are working overnight.
    1316. Sigh.
    1317. But hey, I made it AND drank a lot of soda and hot tea that night
1318. Hot tea, again.
    1319. Although I am out of green tea.
    1320.  Need to buy more.
    1321. But this is America where stores are abundant
    1322. And well stocked
    1323. And I am a pretty spoiled American.
1324. More Snow
    1325. Because it snowed...again
    1326. And school was cancelled
    1327. And I was off work
    1328. And it was beautiful (and cold)
1329. Pizza
    1330. Particularly when purchased by someone else
    1331. Like my oldest son
    1332. Who goes out of his way to buy my favorite Pizza
    1333. Tulsa Hurricane (Ham, pineapple, peppers, jalapenos...YUM)





Thinking Like a Servant

Book: A Purpose Driven Life
Author: Rick Warren
Chapter 34/Day 34: Thinking Like a Servant

This is all about how to be a servant.  How to think like a servant.  It asks if you are looking to serve others or if you are looking to be served.  If I'm totally honest I'd say it's about 50/50.  As a mother it's quite natural to serve others (especially when your children are still at home) because , frankly, your job is quite simply...to serve.  It's my duty to take care of my children.  And it's my honor.  I am very thankful of all that I can do for them.

However, the selfish part of me certainly would like to be taken care of once in a while.  To be "served".  I think THAT is human nature, and I don't think the desire is even that bad of a thing, it only turns bad when you turn your thoughts totally into your self and stop caring for others.  Or when you give only to make yourself feel good.

Anyway, I think it's pretty easy to be a servant and/or to serve others.  It's simple.  If you see a need fill that need. I can do that.  That's just being a good person.


Thursday, March 5, 2015

How Real Servants Act

Book: A Purpose Driven Life
Author: Rick Warren
Chapter 33/Day 33: How Real Servants Act

Well I am writing this little foreword before I even read the chapter because I am a little scared of it.  How Real Servants Act?  I will tell you straight up that this Chapter could be my downfall.  I do not believe real servants needs to "act" like anything other than real people.  Deep breath.  Here we go.

Real Servants make themselves available to serve.  Pay attention to others. Maintain a low profile.

Okay.  Phew.  This wasn't what I thought.  It's simply about how to serve.  And I found that I really agree with it.  I do think a lot of  service comes from personalities.  In other words I know many people who scream out "I am a prayer warrior, I love to pray for others, let me know what you need I'll pray for you" yet on the other hand I know others who quietly note whats going on around them and do call attention to what they are doing.  I think both of these things are great and probably equally needed.  (Although I would never yell out to others to see what I am doing, I am more on the low profile side of life.)

For me serving is about being there.  I think I said that.  For the last three days.  Being there as needed.  Seeing a need, meeting a need, fulfilling a need.  With few words, mostly actions.    That's service.

No fanfare.  No pats on the back.  No thank you cards in the mail.  No recognition.  Just doing it because it needs done.  To me, that is what real service looks like.

This is a silly little example and I'll probably get into trouble for sharing it, but this was a prime example of service to me.

Last year my parents were visiting.  My Dad has hardly any use of his hands anymore.  He doesn't mention it, it's simply what it is.  I was standing in the kitchen making a sandwich talking to my Dad and husband.  He was at the other end of the counter with a can of soda.  I didn't notice he was trying to steady it and open it at the same time...that's when my husband walked through the room.  As he walked by he reached out and steadied the can, without breaking conversation.  My Dad reached up, opened the can, and then Mike let go of the can and walked away.  Not a word was said.  He simply saw a need, and fulfilled the need.  No fanfare.   He simply served his father in law.

To me that is real service.  Meeting a need.  With no words.
(But then I always think my husband is a pretty amazing person and he was serving another pretty amazing person...)

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Broken drawer

Way back in 2014 (Honestly it may have been 2013), one of my kids (ahem...oldest), walked into the school room (aka: Dining room) to get something out of a drawer.  He pulled the drawer out and there was a huge loud crash.  We all responded  (Husband, daughter, other sons) immediately only to see Fabio holding the face of the drawer in his hand (Still by the handle), while the remainder of the drawer was in 4 pieces on the dining room floor surrounded by pencils and pens and papers and rulers and all that jazz that are in a drawer used to store things for those who homeschool.

And as he held up the face of the drawer he looked up and proclaimed

"I didn't do it."

I just laughed and said "Well...you need to fix it."  Because truly, I am not the type to get mad about things like that.  Things break.  Life happens.  Things can be repaired.  Hearts and Souls don't typically repair as well.  He smiled, proclaimed his innocence once again and then began to pick up the litter scattering the floor.


He was, unceremoniously asked to buy clamps to repair the drawer and many many months later the drawer was still sitting in pieces in a cabinet, awaiting clamps, glue and repair.  Finally I asked him again to pick up the clamps, which he promptly did.  Then we grabbed some gorilla glue and laid everything out across the dining table, where the repair would take place.

Mike was then asked to please fix the drawer.  One...two...three...weeks went by.  He was given a slight ultimatum.  The kind that said "Don't do anything else while I am at work, fix the danged drawer!" (For the record he is very picky that is why I didn't fix the drawer.  He would say it was done wrong.)

Today I gave up.

I slathered the drawer parts in gorilla glue, pushed the whole thing together with the help of the innocent 20 year old and another kid or two, clamped it, and said a prayer to the patron saint of drawers.  Something that went like this

 "Please let it be right, let it hold together and dear saint, PLEASE let it be set before Mike gets home and sees what I've done."

Now we wait.  
For the drawer to cure.  
And the mess to be cleaned up.
And Mike to say "I was gonna do it!"

Using What God Gave You

Book: A Purpose Driven Life
Author: Rick Warren
Chapter 32/Day 32: Using What God Gave You

So how do I go about using what God gave me?

Assess your gifts and your abilities.  (I'm a good listener, I have the spirit of discernment and I can be a leader as necessary).  I am open minded and I make a danged good homemade pizza.  (Not sure what ability that is but I am sure it's necessary somewhere in life!)

Right now, at this time in my life, I feel the most important use of my gifts is to help form my children.  And by form my children I mean NOT break them.  I know many parents who feel that breaking down their child is the best way to form them into the adults they "should be".  I do not feel that way at all.  I feel it is my job to offer road maps, an explain that there are sometimes shortcuts and longer roads but they will all reach the same place, as long as we keep our eyes forward.  I feel that a helping hand is better than a leash and a plank of wood across muck is better than telling someone to walk around it.

So how do I use what God gave me?  Right now my job is to use it daily, to help my children grow into what God intended for them.  That's my gift.  Understanding.  Openness.  Lightheartedness.  Laughter.  Now let me keep repeating that so I can remember and believe.