Strict Standards: Redefining already defined constructor for class hemingway_video_widget in /home/inthewri/public_html/wp-content/themes/hemingway/widgets/video-widget.php on line 11
inthewrightdirection inthewrightdirection – Page 4 – In The Wright Direction

Author: inthewrightdirection (page 4 of 4)

The Beggar’s Cup

We’ve all seen him, whether in a movie or on our daily
commute to work downtown; the homeless man that stands at the busy intersection
or on a crowded sidewalk with his outstretched cup.  He’s hoping a passerby will be gracious
enough, will slow down enough to give him the change they will never miss but
could help him make it through another day. 
It’s a humbling sight each and every time I witness it and I pray my
heart never forgets such images.
I’m blessed to have a roof over my head and more food than
we can eat before the expiration date but spiritually, I have been just as
bankrupt.  The sad part is, it’s always
of my own doing.  I remember one time in
particular.  I was eight months pregnant
with our first child when my husband and I decided to move, leaving behind all
of our college, church and work friends. 
We only moved a couple of hours away but to this people-loving girl, it
might as well have been to the dark side of the moon. 
At first, I wasn’t concerned.  I just knew I would make new friends and all
would be right with the world.  Well,
months went by and making new friends wasn’t nearly as easy as I thought it
would be.  It takes time to build solid
relationships and soon I became desperate for companionship.  Let me
just stop right here and tell you that any time you are desperate for anything,
you are in dangerous territory, my friend!
 
My longing for the thirty minute phone conversations and laughs over
lattes that I had enjoyed in my old town quickly became a recipe for disaster.
My friendship cup was empty and rather than turning to God
to fill the void, I became like that beggar. 
I extended my cup to anyone and everyone who was willing to fill
it.  How dangerous!  Whatever area of your life feels lacking or
incomplete (friendships, a romantic relationship, a missing father, an empty
womb, etc), you can bet your bottom dollar that if you aren’t turning to God someone
or something will step in to fill the emptiness and it will leave you worse
than empty when it’s all said and done. 
I gained “friends” alright but those relationships were never
the way God intended.  They weren’t bad
people, they just weren’t the people God set aside for me.
I vividly remember a conversation I had with God during this
difficult time of my life where I begged Him for close friends.  His response was simple…I would not have
close friendships until I learned to make Him
my “best” friend.  He needed to
be my top priority, the One I sought after, the One I turned to first.  Oh, how thankful I am for that life-changing
conversation.  I finally took my empty
cup to the Lord and boy did He fill it!!! 
Luke 6:23 talks about the type of filling God does as “a good
measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over.”  Whoo, I feel full just reading that!  It’s the part that “runs over” that
showers onto people around us, giving what is needed to maintain
“healthy” relationships.  See,
I wanted to take but I was so empty that I didn’t have much to give.  If only I had gone to Him sooner.
If you are empty in an area of your life today, I challenge
you to read the story of the Woman at the Well found in John chapter 4.  The Samaritan woman came to the well with
nothing but an empty bucket and an even emptier heart.  She left her time with Jesus filled and if
you spend time with Him, you’ll leave the same way.  He is the only one who can fill you!

P.S – It took some time and a lot of learning to trust God,
but now I am honored to call some of the most encouraging, God-seeking women
I’ve ever known, my friends!  I still
need the occasional reminder to make sure I’m spending time at the well with my
Savior getting filled rather than relying on others but I’m moving in the
Wright direction little by little.  

Lemonade Stands, Cavities and Keeping My Mouth Shut!

Sunday afternoon, which I think must have been the hottest
day of the year, my daughter decided we should have a lemonade stand.  Now, for those of you who have never been by
to see us, you drive past the middle of nowhere, turn right, travel another 5.2
miles and there we are.  The good news
is, we don’t have any competitors nearby but the customers are sparse as
well. 
We decided to make the most of the time between sales by
reading books she had checked out for school. Gracie pretended she was the school
librarian and read me a book entitled, “Little Bear Brushes His Teeth,” by
Jutta Langreuter.  It is a cute story
about a little bear (guess you probably caught that from the title, huh?) who
doesn’t want to brush his teeth.  He
loves to pretend he is a soldier so his mother wisely tells him that there is a
battle going on inside his mouth.  She
explains that if he doesn’t fight back the bacteria waging war against his
teeth with his toothbrush sword, the bacteria will win, causing him to have
cavities. Brilliant parenting!
Well God is a brilliant parent too and He knows I learn best
from crazy little comparisons that help His Word hit home in my heart.  I hope you are the same way or you may never
be able to stick with me and my crazy blog posts.  Anyway, as I drove home that same night, sick
with guilt over something I’d just said about a fellow soldier in Christ, this
precious story came flooding back to me. 
See, I have a battle going on over my mouth as well and that night I had
let down my guard and let the enemy claim victory over my tongue.  I apologized but nothing could reclaim my
words.
There truly is a battle going on for our mouths, but
thankfully God’s Word is “sharper than a double-edged sword (Hebrews 4:12)” and
it can help us win!  But just like
brushing your teeth is something needed daily in order to keep the cavities at
bay, we need time with our Commander in Chief every day so we can be prepared
for the front-lines.  Matthew 6:45 tells
us, ““for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.”  To keep our mouths in check, we’ve got to
keep our hearts in check and God’s Word is the perfect heart monitor:
  • Words
    said flippantly without a thought of their repercussions
    – “The
    heart of the righteous ponders how to answer, but the mouth of the wicked
    pours out evil things.”  Proverbs
    15:28
  • Gossip disguised as a prayer request – “Let no corrupting talk come out of
    your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the
    occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear.” Ephesians 4:29
  • Snide comments about someone who has
    wronged us
    – “There is one
    whose rash words are like sword thrusts, but the tongue of the wise brings
    healing.” Proverbs 12:18                                             
  • Or information that
    just isn’t ours to share
    – “If anyone thinks he is religious and does
    not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is
    worthless.” James 1:26
P.S – Gracie made $10 in two hours.  Who can say no to a kid with a broken arm? 

The Snaggletoothed Tabby

Our old tabby cat is one of those special pets that show up
out of nowhere and claim you. 
Personally, I think those tend to be the best pets of all.  It was a rainy day about seven years ago when
she wandered onto our porch hungry, pregnant and with a snaggletooth that makes
her drool from one side of her mouth. 
How could you not love her??? 
Cracker, as she was so lovingly named by our then 4 year old son who has
a knack for naming pets, has been a fixture in our home ever since. 
“Fixture” is the perfect word to describe her
because unlike our other cat, Cheerio (told you he had a knack for naming),
Cracker is simply a part our house and nothing more.  She has zero interest in having a real
relationship with us.  Yes, she relies on
us for basics like food and shelter but anything deeper is outside her comfort
zone.  In fact, it would be easy to get
frustrated with her lack of interest in us after all we have done for her, but
every time I look into that snaggletoothed face of hers I see a cat who has
probably been hurt, rejected and abandoned along the way.  So, I just keep loving her in hopes she will
one day come around and accept the love we have to share with her. 
Well lo and behold, I was sitting on the front porch this
morning enjoying a cup of coffee and my quiet time when along comes Big Mama
Crackalacka  (we like nicknames in this
family).  Anyway, I knew not to make any
sudden movements so I continued about my business while occasionally watching
her from corner of my eye.  Before long,
she was weaving in and out of my legs and swishing me with her tail.  I slowly reached down and even though she
jumped a little, she let me pet her. 
Victory!
Soon, she was soaking up the love and purring…actually
purring people!!!  As I watched her
finally let down her guard I was a little sad thinking of all the years this
dear thing had gone without the love and affection that was there for her all
along.  Then it hit me, or actually a
“still, small voice” whispered to me that I had been Cracker.  I have been a Christian most of my life but
for the majority of it, I had kept God at arms length.  Like Cracker, I had been hurt, rejected and
disappointed by others.  I let the fear
of being let down again keep me from the very One who would never let me
down.  What a shame to have missed out on
true intimacy with God, true peace, joy and contentment when it was there for
me all along. 

God gave me a place in His kingdom just as we gave Cracker a
place in our home but He has so much more to offer.  He knows our fears and is patiently waiting
on the day we finally let down our guard and begin a true relationship with
Him.  Please let go.  Please trust God for more than your
salvation.  I know it sounds scary but
it’s the least risky thing you could ever do and oh so worth it.  Don’t rob yourself of Him any longer!  He’s waiting.   

All the Broken Seashells

Our daughter, Gracie is probably the happiest person I
know.  She delights in everything and
everyone around her and it’s often through her eyes that God teaches me lessons
I know I’ll never forget. 

We are beach people…I’m talking go every chance we get, hate
coming up for lunch beach people.  And
like most families, we enjoy collecting shells as we walk along the beach and
talk about our lives back home.  I love
tiny pinky-orange shells, buttery yellow ones, large black ones, curly ones and
fan-shaped ones but the ones I never pick up are the broken ones.  That’s normal right?  I mean, when was the last time you went in
someone’s home and saw a decorative container or glass bowl filled with broken
shells?  Well, if you visit our home,
that’s exactly what you will find from now on. 

My daughter never got the memo about people not liking
broken shells and for a long time it drove me nuts.  Honestly, it’s hard to “walk on the beach”
with someone who loves broken shells because they are EVERYWHERE!  But, the smile on her face as she darted up
and down the water line with her yellow bucket in hand triumphantly showing me
each and every piece as if it were a treasured work of art stopped me in my
tracks on our last trip to the gulf. 

See, contrary to my belief, Gracie isn’t the only one who
loves broken shells.  Thankfully, God
does too.  We are all broken, chipped,
worn and simply un-whole but that’s okay because in God’s hands, the broken
become mended, imperfections are used to magnify His glory, worn places become
testimonies and we are made complete. 
Throughout God’s Word, it’s the flawed but willing who are used to do
great things and Psalm 34:18 assures us that He is “near to the
brokenhearted.”  So, go ahead and lie
broken at His feet.  For it’s in those
moments that He will gently pick you up, hold you in the palm of His hand and
treasure you like a priceless work of art, with never a thought of discarding
you for your imperfections, cracks or rough edges.

Newer posts

© 2024   In The Wright Direction   All Rights Reserved

Up ↑