Isaiah 11:6 NIV
the leopard will lie down with the goat,
the calf and the lion and the yearling together;
and a little child will lead them.
I sang with my granddaughter as she colored at the dining room table. Crayons scattered and papers decorated even my floor. As she searched for the yellow crayon I began to sing a song that I learned from my 3rd grade teacher. Mrs Price taught us to “Sing, Sing a Song.” I “la la la'd “and grinned as Natalie looked at me with her cute four year old eyes wondering what in the world was I singing. I pulled up the 1970's Carpenters song so she could see it on You Tube. Of course I found one with the song being sung by the Muppets on Sesame Street which made it even more fun for her to see.
“Sing,
sing a song. Sing out loud. Sing out strong. Don't worry if it's not
good enough for anyone else to hear, just sing sing a song.” It
was so much fun to dance back and forth and copy the sounds of the
puppet monsters and characters.
Being
a grandmother is so sweet. I absolutely love that title. It fits well
with my heart. Somehow, today, being a grandmother really paid off.
This granny learned something new by having that singing moment with
my curly haired Shirley Temple look alike grand youngin'. God has a
way of showing us big lessons in the smallest things.
I
blog. But lately I have not been writing for my readers. I DO know
why. I have been a reluctant writer because of a very disheartening “run in” with
one of my readers. It's disturbed me greatly. So I quit. Stopping writing isn't the only thing
that took place. As an advocate against abuse, I also quit working
toward my goal of reaching out to those who need to be educated or
encouraged to heal. Another “run in” with another organization
brought hesitation to my works. Both of these situations left me
feeling incapable and inadequate of doing what I thought God was leading me to do. Both set
me back to thinking I did not have the right knowledge to continue
with the ministry I had been working toward.
Ok,
so what in the world does that have to do with Sesame Street songs?
Let's look at those words again, “Don't worry if it's not good
enough for anyone else to hear.” But as I sang I heard this...“
Don't worry if they don't think what you are doing is good enough, I
( God) called you to this, Sing out Loud, Sing out Strong !”
I
apologize to those who have needed to be encouraged. Please pray as I
listen to God to follow His direction and not my own. It is
time, again. to sing of good things (not bad ?). Sometimes I am called
to sing of Happy ( and sometimes sad ). And if I am writing of
either of those, I will praise God for the test, trials, over coming
and growth, one step at a time, one day at a time and One Leader at
all times. Welcome back to my blog and back to my journey. Thank you for being patient with me during my hestitation and re- evaluting break. Now that I am back please hold onto
my hand with prayer. Together we will walk as a little child...leading. While we are at it, we might as well sing !
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We all hit that point where we are influenced by what others say and do to us, and it silences us. Maybe, its because we need that time to recharge, reset and come back with a vengence. Maybe, you just needed a reminder. God has His reasons, without any of that bad stuff, that moment with the grand youngin' wouldn't have happened. . . Blessings come in these weird unexpected ways that He is so fond of using to show us that we are loved and are indeed on the right path.
ReplyDeleteYou never lost your way, you never quit. You just, took a break. Your cause never left your heart. That would be impossible. Its a part of who you are. Dont ever forget that.
can I just without being sensed or looked at as needy that I appreciate you writing this?! I have missed our talks, Mary. I have felt the need to be encouraged or have a listening ear from someone who, sadly enough knows and understand and yet, I was left stuck.
ReplyDeleteAs upsetting as I'm sure those encounters were, you have to think of the others who you have helped by spreading awareness and sharing your story. We are hundreds of miles apart, never met, and I obviously feel close enough to you through our connection of past abuse to share and want to be shared with
Anna, I am so sorry for leaving you for the length of time I did. When those moments happen, find it in your heart to lift me up in prayer as well. There is strength in numbers. You have a special place in my heart. Remember... you are just a diamond in the rough being tumbled. You will SHINE !!!! Praying for you as you are on your journey. You are not stuck. When people aren't available, remember that God is always available. I love you Anna.
DeleteLove you and your words! Angela Pike
ReplyDeleteWonderful to have you stop in Angela. Much love to you. Thank you.
DeleteWelcome back Sis! Love, C <3
ReplyDeleteC? You mean.. you read my blogs?
ReplyDeleteway to go Mary!! Way to be a voice for the abused!!! you go girl!!!
ReplyDeleteAngela J