In The Heart Of A Child

A nurse on the pediatric ward, before listening to the little ones' chests, would plug the stethoscope into their ears and let them listen to their own heart.

                           Grandson Joel with his daddy David. 

Their eyes would always light up with awe, but she never got a response equal to one four-year old's comment.
Gently she tucked the stethoscope into his ears and placed the disk over his heart.
'Listen', she said...
'What do you suppose that is?'
 He drew his eyebrows together in a puzzled line and looked up as if lost in the mystery of the strange tap - tap - tapping deep within his chest.
Then his face broke out in a wondrous grin and he asked,

'Is that Jesus knocking???'


"Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it."
Proverbs 22:6

Teach children wisely.

Grandson Joel now 18 still walks with the Lord.

Molehill or Mountain

We all know the old saying about Turning Moleholes into Mountains, but until I actually saw a molehill, I was unable to visualise the difference.

Lately I have been impressed at how some people make so much about nothing!
Surely its not only a total waste of time, it is damaging and hurtful to the receiver.
I see a Molehill as a small (made) pile of dirt, and a mountain as an huge impassable blockage. One that requires fortitude and time to climb and conquer.

People are challenged to climb mountains, just as they are challenged to overcome trials....
However, no one desires to have an adversity forced upon them.

Living in an imperfect world means we can all misinterpret another's intentions. However prior the assumption of what you think may be something not so nice. It is good to take time for clarification not just reaction.

Road Rage...caused by people who consider themselves superior and the rulers of the highways and byways.

Pointless Arguments, Power Struggles, Temper Tantrums, Bad Behaviour.
These are all oxygen wasters that turn a beautiful person into an ugly one...
They Turn, molehills into impassable Mountains.


Be Beautiful.....

Have a sweet soul perfume like Mother Teresa.

One of her famous quotes is:

"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today.
Let us begin." (To live well!)

Nuture love instead of anger,  Spread joy instead of sorrow.

NUN Too Many (The funniest thing I have seen lately)

I have received a challenge from Peggy at http://dayofthelily.blogspot.com/
For, The Funniest Thing I Have seen lately.

Actually, it is not lately, but I reminisced on this, having a good laugh with a friend yesterday.

NUN Too Many
While studying at the Australian Catholic University I was sent on assignement to work in a Catholic Hospital in far north Queensland.
My mentor at the time was a much younger obnoxious nurse who bullied everyone, including the doctors.
It was a busy day in Surgery, I had been runner for the first operation and now I was Scrub Nurse.
As time progressed the language from all became more torrid, with swearing, dirty joking and soft laughter. I remained in stunned silence,  intent on the job at hand.
When a lull came in the conversation the Surgeon asked me.
"Well Crystal, how come your from The Catholic University?"
I was momentously lost for words.....
Was I suppose to crack a joke? ...I wasn't sure ?
Then suddenly I blurred out.
Well...... Maybe..... I'm an ex-Nun!
Dead Silence....
There is nothing in the world..... as quiet as silence!
My heart thumped, my face flushed red! and was I ever glad to be wearing a face mask.
I knew I had to own up I was only joking......... I couldn't look at anyone for a moment. And when I finally did, I saw stunned SHOCK!
Time Stood Still!
The faces on that professional staff was the closest I have seen to Fright!
I'd put the fear of God into the lot of them.

The obnoxious R.N. was the first to recover....
"Oh Crystal, I'm so sorry for anything I have said or done wrong, please forgive me!" she flustered.
The other four staff also began to appologise for their language and crude jokes.
"I'm a Catholic," one stammered.
"I go to church," admitted another..
I smiled to myself....God has a sense of humour, so who was I to disallusion?
So I kept the secret to myself, and life in Surgery, while I was present, became more pleasant in the future.

"May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer." (Psalm19:14)

 

Embrassed in The Word

This picture by Laurie Thompson has been wonderfully portrayed.
I imagine my own self being embrassed here.
Jesus IS the Word of God... who reaches out to each one of us, to wrap us in His tender love.
How can that be? Some may ask.....what of all the horror in the world?
Why do we have illness and disappointments, war and calamity?

THANK GOD!!! He didn't make robots, but gave us all, a free will.
In that free will we walk our own walk and make our own choices...
ACCEPT, when we constantly place ourselves before him, and ask Him to take over.
Some of OUR wrong choices.
Choices of what to eat, even though it may make us ill.
Choices of driving recklessly. even though we kill.
Choices to be selfish or condemn others, so we have no friends.
Choices to lie, steal, rape, molest, cheat and destroy ourselves.  

When working as a professional health carer I always began each day on my way to work, using a prayer from His Word.

You may well ask why I chose this particular verse.
So lets look at what it says.....

"Let the WORDS of my mouth."
Our words effect others, for good or bad.
We hold a powerful tool in the shape of our tongue.
This tool can have a will of its own and speak out of reason...it can speak with pomp, it can speak in spite and pride, OR it can speak in humility...
There is life and death to the listener, in the power of the tongue.
So, it is best to keep it under control at all times.
It is best to THINK before you speak...
To encourage and lift up the listener, instead of caste down.
And if someone is rude to you...
Nothing said in return, speaks a thousand words.

"And the Meditation of my heart."
My words may say one thing, while my face reflects another....
Imagine me saying to a patient, " You are looking so much better today."
While my face looks on in horror,  mirroring.... I don't believe my own words.

"Be acceptable in thy sight Oh Lord."
If Jesus was standing right beside me when I opened my mouth, would He be glad, or would I make Him sad? 
I desire that what proceeds out of my mouth, brings a reflection of who I am in Him...."My Rock and My Redeemer."

For without Him,
I mess up,
and I am nothing.......