Happy Weekend.

Happy Weekend.

Sunday was a great learning day for me. The sermon was about the reconciliation of the biblical twin brothers, Jacob and Esau, who had been estranged for twenty years due to Jacob sneakily stealing Esau’s birthright from their father, Isaac, and Esau threatening to kill his brother because of it.
Jacob eventually decided to seek out his twin and make amends; not to just offer his apologies but to see him face to face even though the prospective meeting weighed heavily on him. Here is what the pastor said: “Communication can happen in a lot of different ways, but relationships happen face-to-face.” Isn’t that a heart stirring statement? Just think about it…the awesomeness of a face-to-face reconciliation after months or years of estrangement.
Here is another statement from the sermon that stood out for me: “If there are issues within our families, with people at school or work, or even here within the Church, the path to reconciliation is one that, first, has to bring us face-to-face with God. Face-to-face. With all the exposure, and vulnerability, and demand for authenticity that implies. The simple fact is that you’ll never know peace around you until you experience peace inside you. And you’ll never experience peace inside you until you make peace with God.”
And this comment was the frosting on the cake: “Those who apologize are the bravest, those who forgive are the strongest, those who forget are the happiest.”
How wonderful to be just sitting still, peacefully listening, and have life lessons like this fall into my lap.
Apologize, forgive, forget. Amen.
“Living consciously involves being genuine; it involves listening and responding to others honestly and openly; it involves being in the moment.” So says Sidney Poitier in his book, The Measure of a Man.
What does it mean to be genuine; to listen and respond to others honestly and openly; to be in the moment?
It is enough to just ponder these words and glean something from them. It is more than enough to act upon them. There are people waiting to be heard, to have their concerns responded to honestly and openly, to know that someone is in their moment.
Living consciously is being aware; not just going through the motions of day-to-day life. Living consciously is also a responsibility, not only to ourselves but to those who inhabit our world, both our own little world and the world at large. By living consciously we can make a difference in someone else’s life. Maybe we should take a page from Sidney Poitier’s book and take a moment to be in the moment.
I love how the steeple has its own space amid the trees. This is where I spend my Sundays with my church family, one of whom took this photo; another instance of seeing more than you are looking at. Surely the Lord is in this place. Genesis 28:16

“Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message.” Malcolm Muggeridge 1903-1990. Journalist, author, radio and TV personality. (Photo by All Things Bright and Beautiful)

How timely given what’s going on in the world today. So as the saying goes, ‘take a page from that book’ (page 124). Imagine if we all recycled our anger into peace and reconciliation…we could then sing along with Louis Armstrong, “what a wonderful world”.
Thank you, Sidney, for another life lesson.

Here is something I read in a book titled “Your Call Is Waiting” a few years ago. Trust God: He calls the right people for the right job at the right time.
It tweaked my interest enough to make note of it, and I just came across it yesterday. As I read it, Donald Trump came to mind and the recent presidential campaign with all its negativity and rhetoric made me suddenly realize that all we saw in the campaign was the dark side of The Donald. Nobody can be all that bad without having an alter ego of goodness.
The hope is that the enormity of what he has taken on will bring the best of him to the fore. Maybe we should take our finger off the panic button and give the guy a chance to show that God knows what he is doing. Obviously, God sees something in the President Elect that the rest of us don’t see.
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the LORD. Isaiah 55:8.
My unexpected insight has given me a new perspective on the whole Trump issue, and is opening my mind to once again seeing more than I am looking at. As some of the protesters are proclaiming, “Love Trumps Hate”, let’s hope they set out to prove it.
I believe in the sun even when it is not shining. I believe in love even when I am alone. I believe in God even when He is silent. I believe. Happy Sunday.

It’s the weekend again…time to relax, enjoy, and be happy…as much as it is in your capacity to do so.
Do you miss it? The human touch, I mean. Not so much if you have a significant other in your life, and, better still, in your home. But those who now spend much of their time alone remember what it was like to reach out and touch someone on a daily basis. It is was comforting…healing… therapeutic…strengthening. Life without the human touch is like a banana split without bananas…bacon and eggs without toast and coffee…dancing without a partner. Something is missing: that touching of hands, the pat on the back, the hasty hug, the gentle nudge.
There are a few places where the human touch is a part of the practice…a visit to the doctor, dentist, chiropractor. At most churches you are greeted with at least a handshake and if you are lucky enough to have a friendly home church, hugs are the norm. (I love my home church!)
The human touch is as much a part of human nature as singing in the shower. Count your blessings if you have someone to share the human touch, but if not, may I suggest an occasional visit to your doctor, dentist, or chiropractor…and a regular visit to your favorite place of worship.
Bruce Springsteen wrote and recorded “Human Touch”…nice song.