Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Two thumbs up...

I started this whole blog thing sometime ago as a personal journal of sorts.  I have most often written it on my iPhone - with just two thumbs while doing something else (usually holding Parson, chasing Darby, cooking supper, washing clothes, or watching baseball). 

Since being home from the hospital, I have tried to swap over to the iPad or laptop to make things quicker or easier - but it just doesn't feel right. I have sat down and started a blog on the other device, but ultimately it is right back to the iPhone. I guess I just gotta admit it - it is something about the thumbs. You know that is what separates us from the other mammals huh?  We have 2 opposable thumbs and they don't. Na nana boo boo!  (So despite what Disney wants you to believe - you aren't gonna see any dogs running around with a blog -- for goodness sakes they don't have thumbs!) 

Anyhow, thinking about two thumbs this morning led me to thinking about how amazing our physical bodies are. Certainly one of God's most amazing creations. Crazy to think about the bones, the tendons, the muscles, the brain and how they all work together.  Of course I could not help but think about how amazing it is that Parson is able to breathe with someone else's donor lungs. WOW - Just absolutely blows me away.  It is also amazing that God made our bodies to heal themselves. Darby had a bike wreck over the weekend and is sporting a skinned up knee & elbow. But those boo boos are already well on their way to being healed before she is even ready to get back on her bike. 

I gotta admit, Plan B did a number on me this past 15 months. I was bumped & bruised, but I kinda feel like I am healing a little bit each day . Every day I continue to be amazed with the reminders of God's faithfullness that He sends my way. Whether it is a doctor or nurse calling to check on Parson. Or a person in town sporting their Parson Blue shirt. Or a anonymous card in the mail with money. Or an encouraging note or text from a friend. Or a petunia sprouting up thru a crack in the concrete in October.  God continues to show His faithfulness to me over and over again. Even though I get weary and tired in my daily struggle - He is faithful. Always. 

Whatever you do in word of deed, do it all in the name of The Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. - Colossians 3:17

I can't help but think of those that have carried me through some of the toughest days. You are all members of a great big body. Some people are arms, some are ears and some are His feet.  No matter the function or the job - you have done it for HIS glory. Trust me, I know you have bad days too. I know you get weary. I know you are rowing your boat as fast as you can. I know you struggle as parents and grandparents. I know you have sleepless nights and I know you stay up late worrying- but yet, you have done so much for my family and continue to lift us up. 

So we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members of one another. Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them... Romans 12:5-6. (There is that grace again, AMAZING grace. Even though we don't deserve it, even though we might take a day off, HE doesn't.) We all get the benefit of being members of one big 'ole body. 

I am so glad you are doing your part. Whether you are a "doer", a "listener", a "giver" or a "prayer" - Keep being faithful.  Keep sharing God's grace. Somebody like me needs YOU today.  Get out there and do something good this weekend. Give somebody a smile. Share a hug. Make some cupcakes. Send somebody a two-thumbed text and tell 'em you love 'em. Your day is coming and the body of Christ will be there for you - even if it is just one thumb at a time. 

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