PSALM 84

  Little people constantly show me things about myself. They particularly expose lies that I have incorporated as truth since my own childhood. No, I'm not talking Santa, Easter Bunny, or Tooth Fairy stuff. I'm talking heart stuff. One day a few years ago, a student asked me if I loved them. I had been working with them maybe a few months. My honest answer was no. My reasoning was I hadn't known them long enough to love them. She faithfully asked a few months later. Since she was one of my favorite students it was easier to give her a more affirmative answer, about her...not her classmates.  See, during my childhood love was connected with performance. If you perform well, (read perfectly) then you can experience love. When you miss that mark, expect criticism, punishment, and even rejection. So adult me has been living life trying to earn love. Earn love at work. Earn love at church. Earn love in relationship. And avoid criticism! (But that is a post for another day.) Ther...

                     “An old car builds character.” This came to mind the other week. I believe it is from a message I have listened to 1/2 a dozen times in the last 15 years. I am learning the truth of that statement. I am learning to hold loosely to plans that are car dependent. I am learning to listen, cross check, and rely on people who know more than me AND I am learning patience.  Today a kind man was teaching me about tire pressure. When I asked him if I should just order the tool he showed me from Amazon- he chuckled and gave me one. I am thankful for generosity and kindness from others like this. They are encouragement when the skies are grey. Bestowing kindness on others, just because, could make the difference in someone’s day.  #bloombeyondthegrey