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Tuesday, February 24, 2015

A bunch of nothing.....

Well it snowed again.  We are out of school...again.  Have I said I hate winter??  Well, I hate winter.  There, I said it....again.  For some unknown reason whenever we are out of school due to inclement weather I get nothing done.  Oh, I would love to but I don't.  Like right now...I am still in my robe eating peanut butter off a spoon.  I have my TV paused on an episode of "Lost" and I am not planning on even showering today.  So while I am doing a big fat nothing I was thinking about some of the things I have overheard in the last few days.  I am big eavesdropper.  I can't help it.  I truly do have wonderful hearing and I am extremely  nosy....so that just kind of works out for me!  Maybe not so hot for you if I am within earshot.  At least my earshot and not yours.  Excellent hearing...didn't I say.  Some peoples conversations are let's face it...hilarious.  People talk about all kinds of things in public.  Especially if they are on their phones.  People....you are not in the privacy of your own homes!!!  Watch your topics.  I really do not want to know anything about your "love" life or how much you want to hire a killer for that coworker that is "gittin' on yer last nerve".  Some of things I have heard came out of my own grand daughters mouths.  We went to Krispy Kreme the other day and I took both Piper and Savannah to the bathroom.  Piper went into a stall by herself and I went in with Savannah.  This is a two stall bathroom with a door that locks so we were the only ones in there....thank goodness.  Savannah was just sitting on the potty when automatic flusher went off and let's just say she also went off.  She jumped right off the potty and into my arms in a pretty hysterical jump.  She waited until we got to Chick Filet to go back to the potty.  Piper on the other hand said "Wow!  That is a big flush Mimi.  It even splashed my face!"  When I look at the floor in the stall I was in calming Savannah down I saw Piper's feet facing the potty.  I don't really want to hear from my grand daughter that toilet water splashed her in the face.  That's gross.  So I was glad that no one else heard that!  But still, I was thinking about all the stuff I say out loud in public.  Laws-a-mercy!  I cannot imagine what people think!  I tend to say whatever flies into my head.  While I don't really plan murders or speak about a revolving door of boyfriends, I do talk about some pretty dumb things.  Mostly it is a bunch of nothing.  I talk a lot.  A whole lot.  I talk to myself when I am home.  I talk in the car and I talk all day at work.  To my coworkers, to kids, to teachers.  Talk, talk, talk.  But what do I say?  Last night at our church's mission conference one of the speakers talked about what kind of impact are you making.  That struck me.  Hard.  He spoke to us about a short term mission trip to Cleveland, Ohio.  Our church is sponsoring a trip there in May.  It is for women and we are going to minister to women in a shelter.  Battered women.  Prostitutes.  Homeless.  Way, way out of my comfort area.  I live in a rural, Bible-belt, hickville little community.  And I like it very much.  I like my bubble.  So I was challenged last night.  What will I do up there?  Have no clue.  I am just excited and anxious to go....to see what God will have for me to do there.  Maybe nothing but paint fingernails or color with children at the shelter.  That's OK.  I just want to show the love of Jesus to a bunch of people who don't have a clue that He loves them as much as He loves .....me.  I might just do a bunch of nothing.  But in kingdom terms....God can use a bunch of nothing and make it a bunch of something.  So I am already praying about this trip. Praying my speech doesn't get in the way.  That my self doesn't get in the way. And that God will use this group of women to love, learn and minister and then to bring what we learn back to our "bubble".  Then use it.  While I do have the gift of gab.....Lord, let my bunch of nothing that comes out of my mouth show your light in this dark place.

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