Sunday, November 10, 2013

Here com de Judge...........

     Last Thursday I taught 6th grade. A little high stress but not to bad.  When I walked out of school the weather was just perfect for a walk.  I ran home threw on my yoga pants and headed down the road. As I walked I remembered that I need to get a gift for a baby shower. I hurried back to the house,grabbed my keys and headed to Walmart. As I headed into the store I had to just shake my head.  The lady walking in front of me had a small problem with her clothes.  Her shirt did not meet the top of her pants.There she was with her muffin top rolling from the gap provided. As I peered down my nose at her I was thinking,"does she not have any pride in herself? Does she not care?"  I headed on in grabbed my cart and started my shopping. About thirty minutes later I made it home. I peeled off my sweat jacket and started putting things away. I stepped into the living room and asked Tim what he wanted for supper and we had a nice little chat.  It was at this time his expression started to change and he finally said,"Do you have your pants on wrong side out?" I informed him that the stitching was suppose to be on the outside and that was the way it was made. He said, "then what is the big circle with an XL on your left hip?'' I ran to the mirror to investigate when sure enough there was a large white imprint on my backside the size of a large coffee cup revealing the size of my pants. Here I had walked all over my neighborhood waving as the cars passed me.  Then I had traveled all over Walmart judging the whole world for what they were wearing and I didn't even notice the funny looks I was getting.
     Isn't that the way that life goes? We are so busy judging others that we don't spend time judging ourselves. Boy, that verse,"Pride goes before a fall" hit me hard. I know one thing from now on I will be slower to judge someone and quicker to check my backside before I leave the house.

Judge not,lest you be judged. Mathew 7:1

Monday, November 4, 2013

The Old Grey Mare She Aint What She Use To Be

     This past weekend we had the "All in the Family Weekend" at our church.  We kicked off the event with a tailgate party at the high school football game. Saturday we invited families to come to the church for a day of fun and learning.  We had breakout sessions on anything from how to deal with social media to leaving a legacy. The fun came during our breaks where we were divided into teams. There were people of all ages on every team.(Yes I was one of the more mature participants) Anyway, we were able to gain points for our team by accomplishing different task.  For example every time Brother Steve would yell "Air raid" we would have to lay on the floor with our hands over our heads. The last person left standing lost a point for their team. I was surprised to see how fast Tim and I could hit the floor. I am glad they did not take points away for the last person to get up off the floor. (Not a pretty picture) At the next break we had to race to the end of the room and eat what ever we pulled out of the bag and run back to let the next person go. I  reached into the bag and pulled out a bag of celery.  I have never eaten celery and never plan on eating it again. I swallowed chunks whole hoping they would not come back up. I was bemoaning the celery when I noticed the person after me had to eat a bag of prunes. I didn't bemoan any more. So anyway, you get the idea of how the day went. I don't mean to brag but our team was highly competitive and we won the competition. We ended the day with a College and Career Sunday School class at our house for pizza and games. There was a game of spoons, Apples to Apples and the Wii Dance all involved. At 9:45 the kids wanted to start a new game and the old lady in the room had to call it quits.(I don't know who that was but she was starting to turn into a pumpkin)                                                                                                    As I tried to raise my head from my pillow on Sunday morning this young at heart person couldn't move. My knees were black and blue from the "Air raid". My arms were sore from the Wii games.  And my stomach was feeling like a roller coaster was moving through it. What can I say my brain keeps saying I am 18 and my body says  "whoa Nelly you ain't what you use to be."
     I know that you are sitting there right now wondering how I am going to make this spiritual. Welllll, to be honest with you I have no idea. I guess all I can say is that it is great having fun with get up off the floorthe people you worship with no matter how old you are.

Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice. Phil 4:4