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Monday, January 9, 2012

built with planks of thanks

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This past Saturday morning was the second to last time of meeting, with several girlfriends, to discuss the last couple chapters of Ann's book - One Thousand Gifts.  We'll close it out next month.

I felt like it was one of the best meetings that we have had together.  By the way, breakfast was great, too!  It's always fun when there are a bunch of ladies together, grateful to "get-away" for a couple of hours - to just relax, drink some hot tea or coffee and soak up some good ole fashioned fellowship. 

As we circled around the book, in our cozy, comfy couch seats - sitting elbow to elbow...our hearts were full of the same.  A circle of connection.  A closeness.  A bond of belonging.  Not only to the fact that we're sisters in Christ, but because we could identify: relate with one another...to each others stories and with the one, Ann, who shared from her heart, in the picturesque words that fill the pages of her book.

We got stuck on the couple of paragraphs in chapter 8, referring to our trusting the Bridge Builder.  God!

 thanks is what builds trust

Who trusts the Bridge Builder?  (Especially when this or that happens...and it feels so wrong.)

Count blessings and discover Who can be counted on

Quoting Ann...But if I'm grateful to the Bridge Builder for the crossing of a million strong bridges, thankful for a million faithful moments, my life speaks my beliefs and I trust Him again.

I fearlessly cross the next bridge...

Trust is the bridge from yesterday to tomorrow, built with planks of thanks.  Remembering frames up gratitude.  Gratitude lays out the planks of trust.  I can walk the planks - from known to unknown - and know: He holds.

I could walk unafraid.

I paused to think through this picture that was forming in my mind.  The idea of a wooden bridge over *troubled* waters came into view... and with that, I thought, how it is certainly comforting when crossing that bridge, when you can have faith for that bridge...and especially when knowing that there are guardrails/barriers along the sides of that bridge.  We trust in the builder of that bridge.  Albeit (sometimes) with fear and trembling...because when the bridge itself feels rickety and begins to sway...we can really struggle to wrap our minds around the idea that this bridge was constructed with just a few pieces of wood and three nails.

I know what it's like to have crossed over some troubled waters lately. And, I'm sure many of you, my readers, have too.  If not recently...you probably will soon.  I also know what is like to look back in the rear-view mirror, after having crossed and seen God's hand, faithful to have lead me over and through some really difficult times.  I'm grateful.  However, along the sides of that said bridge were the outstretched arms of fellow believers and friends and family who humbly embraced our trial as part of their own.  They were in a sense the arm-in-arm guardrails to keep us in check, from veering off to the left or to the right.  Keeping us from floundering in the unknown. They've hugged, loved, embraced the unknown with us.  Prayed, challenged, encouraged, and fleshed out the body of Christ by being the hands and feet of Jesus. 

We received prayer, meals, (overnight) childcare, phone calls, emails, gifts, warm embraces that let us know we were loved ...and on and on.  I honestly don't know how folks walk through life...one step at a time... without the Lord, to go before and behind.

***  With no rhyme or reason, to their number - here are the laying down...the planks of thanks...one step at a time...to cross the bridge of here, to there.

#622. seeing wisps of white woodsmoke lying low, scattered all throughout the countryside 

#623. for Albuterol Nebs and no hospitalization needed for my baby girl (the same for my son)

#624. apple crisp for breakfast

#625. the arm-in-arm moments... hugs from friends

#626. strong sense of community...the body of Christ...the barricade against the evil one

#627. an email from my cousin - saying hello!

#628. fun afternoon walk(s) as a family

#629. emergency french fries

#630. an elderly man, coming out of the post office, pausing in the parking lot, slowing to thumb through his stack of mail while headed to his car- in absolute no hurry...at all.  Ahh! just like the good ole days...

#631. my brother headed off to do some mission work

#632. more etsy orders - placed

#633. a cleaned off windshield and that my car was started and warmed up awhile - thanks hunny!

#634. the time when K and R came over for lunch and before they left to go home, we circled up, hand in hand, to pray

#635. the phone call from Mrs. B - Caleb's schoolteacher - just to check in, to see how Caleb was doing since he missed the first couple of days *back to school*

#636. Mr and Mrs H.  offering overnight childcare the evening before Scott's Cath was to take place.  The kids were in their glory, no qualm(s) at all, and we were totally and utterly at peace they were in good hands.

#637. Baked Ziti - just because.  Who knew the next day would be so chaotic running between Doctor's and Pharmacies -right before the dinner hour?  God knew.  I wasn't having to concern myself with making dinner, it was done.

#638. Clean Catherization- for Scott's Heart

#639. Grandma's delicious homemade lasagna - as only she can make!

#640. great Christmas Memories made, this past Christmas

#641. gifts exchanged from one to the other

#642. kids crafting with Aunt Jules

#643. woolen slippers

#644. "them peaches" made the best peach jam!  Caleb's favorite....

#645. singing Christmas Carols in the cold, night-time hours - going door to door

#646.  room spray/air freshener

#647.  the *new* neighbor lady who never fails to say hello!, adding a warm & friendly, but toothless smile and will pull you right into a chatty conversation... ((be ready/willing to take the time!))

#648. new supply of beef - for the freezer

#649. hiener-biener's to wipe and grossy-nosies to blow

#650. guardrails on bridges

#651. the chance to "Pay it Forward"

3 comments:

  1. LOVE this post! I agree this past Saturday was one of the best ladies breakfasts ever! It is so nice to belong to such a great fellowship of ladies. Thanks for putting into words what my heart feels, but cannot always express! Love to you and yours my dear friend.

    Laura

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  2. full of gratitude with you my friend.

    looks like your cup is overflowing.

    maybe we'll get more of them peaches this year and do it all over again!!!

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  3. #629 Emergency French Fries made giggle. I had some over the weekend that were fresh and almost too hot to eat...made me think of you.

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