It's a group I never wanted to Join, the walker bunch. I'm used to zipping around and Chasing after things, like Chickens. I always felt pity for the folks Who needed to poke along Pushing a walker. But now I'm one of them. And it's humbling. But I've come to appreciate my Pushmobile. I've learned that when I grasp the Lower bars, I can maneuver myself Directly over the toilet seat. (I know. Too much information. ) And I can carry items in a bag I've attached to the front. Without my walker, I'd need more Help getting around the house, and Poor Danny already has enough work to Care for me. I wish I'd been more careful so I Could walk freely without help. But I'm thankful for my trusty Aide that enables me to walk at all. And now I will view my fellow walker Buddies with more patience, grace and Understanding. |
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It's not difficult to be humble
When I compare myself to God, when I consider the Work of His fingers. I'm a sputtering match stick Held up to the sun, A single drop of water Engulfed by the ocean, A tiny pebble dwarfed by a Majestic mountain. It's not necessary to grovel at His feet to be humble. I simply need to see myself for Who I really am. "When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers--the moon and the stars you have set in place--what are mortals that you should think of us, mere humans that you should care for us." Psalm 8: 3,4 When I taught preschool, every child wanted
To be first in line. When we played "Follow the Leader" the Student at the end couldn't wait for his Turn to be in front. It takes humility to follow the one in Charge, especially when I think I know Better. Jesus told His disciples, "Follow Me." * I'm His disciple. Am I willing to obey? Am I willing to trust Him in the dark? Am I willing to be patient when I seem to Come to a standstill? Do I recognize that waiting is following too? Do I say, "Against my better judgement, I will...?" If I run ahead of my Leader like Peter did in the Garden when he lopped off the man's ear, I may regret my haste like he did. I may need to beg Jesus to repair the Damage. *Matthew 4:19 Luke 22:50 "The Lord...leads the humble in what is right, and teaches the humble His way." (Psalm 25:9) Driving home I saw the license plate.
At first I thought the reference was John 3:16, but when I got closer, I Realized it was John 3:30. I looked up the passage and recalled the Poem that I had written years ago: "He must increase, but I must decrease. It's a process I must refine. It means using my breath to inflate His Balloon, and sticking a pin in mine." Apparently, I needed the reminder. "Don't be a glory thief."
We discussed the topic at Bible study this morning. Our egos often get in the way. We want to be applauded for our Good deeds. But we dare not rob God. We must direct any praise that Comes our way to the One who Really deserves it. "Let your light so shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your Father which is heaven." Matthew 5:16 How can anyone possibly reach God?
He is noble and lofty, and He dwells in A high and holy place. I can't span the distance. It's why God stooped to my level. He chooses to abide in those who are Contrite and lowly in spirit. And so I bow to Him. I reverence Him. I submit to the One who humbled Himself so that He could live in me. "I live in a high and holy place, but also with him who is contrite and lowly in spirit." Isaiah 57:15 In our small group I joked about giving birth.
"The pain was terrible," I said. "I remember Thinking that if I had a gun I would shoot Myself," and I pointed my finger to My head. We laughed. All but one gal. Her precious son, Her only son had taken his life and I had no Idea that my utterance had pierced her to The core. She asked to speak with me privately. When she revealed that my comments had Wounded her, my heart was wounded too. I asked her to forgive me. We prayed and moved on. I thanked my friend for making me aware of My insensitivity and of the hurting people That surround me. Because she was transparent I know never to Repeat those words. And I know it is never right to make light of A topic that is dreadful and not one bit Humorous. I wish I had a good reason for missing my
Luncheon date, like breaking my leg or Being stuck in traffic. But my only excuse was that I had Forgotten to check my calendar. When I got the message on the phone that My friend was waiting for me it was already Too late. She had finished eating and had left. When I called she said it was the Third time she had been stood up at That restaurant. My ardent apology seemed insufficient. It was a divine appointment in reverse, a Missed one. I hope she'll give me another chance. After I messed up again in front of
A group, I asked Him. "Lord, must You keep humbling me?" And He answered, "Yes. Until you Sufficiently humble yourself." |
Dorothy Kalb Hsu Seitzinger
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