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The Gospel according to…..Me!   1 comment

I’ve read the entire Bible through —– I don’t know how many times.  I don’t keep count.  One of the things I noticed was the writers do not write as you would write a novel.  They often leave descriptions out, conversations out, details out.  And so, in my imagination and fancy, I will sometimes “fill in” what I perceive to be missing pieces of the story.  And that is the Gospel according to me.

For example:  In Exodus chapter 14 we read about the how the Israelite people left Egypt and crossed by dry land through the Red Sea.  Terrific story!  Lots of drama, suspense, etc.  But there were some details left out, and here is where my imagination takes over.

When I read that story, I see many hundreds of thousands of people scurrying through two walls of water.  Yes — high walls.  Of water.  Fantastic, don’t you think?  Except the people aren’t paying too much attention because they are frightened and anxious and in a hurry.  They are clutching their belongings and their loved ones.  You can hear the creak of the wheels on the wagons as they move over the dry ground.  The animals are making noises.  Babies are crying.  Mothers are shushing their children, scolding them to walk faster.  The men are urging the animals forward.  The adults are darting glances and looks into the walls of water on either side of them as they move as fast as they can to reach the other side.

And in my mind I see: a little boy, about 6 or so.  He has no worries, no concerns.  He does not pay attention to the pillar of fire and cloud, nor does he think about the Egyptians bearing down on them or the fact he will have to eat bread without yeast in it because there was no time to add it before they left.  He is barefoot, carefree.  He is delighted with the walls of water.  As a child born and raised in Egypt he has never seen so much water before.  Delighted with this new thing, he has his arm outstretched, fingers just touching the water, running beside it, giggling and laughing, as his fingers get wet and make splashes.  The adults call to him, scolding, trying to catch him.  But he runs, laughing, splashing; and other children immediately see the fun in that and join in with him so that soon there is a whole line of children with their arms outstretched, fingers in the water, running over the dry ground, towards the Promised Land.


Posted January 5, 2011 by Maureen in Christian, Musings, Stories

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Adult Children   Leave a comment

I’m not going to talk about those wonderful adults who retain the best of child-like qualities.  A sense of wonder.  A sense of fun.  Trusting.  Giving.  Loving.

No, what is on my mind are those adults who, into their 40’s, 50’s and beyond, still act as if they are in, oh, maybe the 8th grade.  They are still using the same coping and communication skills they used when they were 13.  It doesn’t work so well for them now that they are 42, as you can imagine.  But it is all they know, so they are stickin’ with it. 

They flounce.  They pout.  They get red in the face.  They deflect and minimize when arguing.  They don’t take personal responsibility.  They do things like gossip behind someone’s back. I had someone just recently literally turn her back on me as I was sitting at a table of people, effectively blocking me from the conversation. 

Now, a 13-year-old I know how to deal with.  I know how to face those behaviors and work with them.  A 49-year-old?  Um….. not so much.  At this point, honey, you really should have figured it out for yourself.  And if you are STILL doing this behavior at your age, when the rest of us have matured and moved on to more adult ways to communicate and express our feelings…… then I don’t know what to say to you. 

Build a bridge and get over it.  Pay attention and change your behavior.  Catch a ride on the clue bus.  Or how about: G-r-o-w   U–P!!!!!

Posted December 3, 2010 by Maureen in Musings

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What about…..   Leave a comment

I haven’t posted in a while because this has been circling around in my brain, washing up against the walls, and circling around to the back again. 

I read things like the family in Philly who had 5 children that had no birth certificates, no immunization records, no school records.  For 10 years or so they lived in abandoned buildings with no water or electricity.  They were finally caught and the children are in foster care.  What about the children??

I think about the orphans I saw in Russia.  The mortality rate when they are mandated to leave the orphanages is very high.  Many have living relatives — they are not true orphans. Many will end up on the street, selling themselves, getting addicted to drugs and/or alcohol.  And I think: What about the children??

The child slave trade is alive and well in the world, I am immensely saddened to say.  Slaves, pornography — all with small children up to teens. No hope, futures forever scarred and ruined, childhoods gone.  Few searching for them, few helping them. Few places to turn for help.  And I think: What about the children??

I read about a pre-teen — say 11 years old — who has killed another pre-teen.  I read about a young teenager who was gang raped and many of her classmates did nothing but pass it on that someone was getting raped behind the school.  I read about teens who are passing on the abuse they themselves received from someone.  And I think: What about the children??

What can I do?  What should I do?  Can I make a difference?  The problems are so big — how can I do anything to help?  To fix it?  To make a difference?

I don’t have any answers.  I do know that God made each of those children and that He loves them. And He wants us to love them.  If you can’t make a difference to an orphan in Russia or a child slave in Thailand — make a difference in a child where you are.  Tell your children, your nieces, your nephews, your grandchildren, your great-grandchildren, your godchildren — that you love them.  Mean it.  Show them.  If only one life is changed — if better decisions are made – if only one child turns from drugs and/or alcohol or addictions because they know someone out there loves them and cares for them…………….. it is worth it.  Do it.  Don’t delay. Make a difference where you can, how you can. As often as you can.  And don’t stop praying for the children.

Posted November 30, 2010 by Maureen in Uncategorized

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