Holy Ghost-It

I told you I wanted to start writing these down and now I am.

This one today read:

We do "faith" lifts. Get it Faith not face lifts... I just had to smile :)

Privileged

Sometimes do you ever just sit in wonder about life and even death. I just received a call from one of my second graders. Now, remember that my second graders are only 7 years old. But the maturity that they can show is just amazing.

Let me take you back to this morning... One of my student's father walked her in this morning, he didn't say much just handed me a note that read: My mom passed away this morning, the children don't know about it yet. But Madilee will need to be absent tomorrow.

I of course didn't say anything to Madilee about her grandmother. During one of my breaks she came up to me and said, "my mom was crying this morning. I don't know why she was crying but it sounded like she had lost her voice. I am sure that it was something the they felt like I didn't need to know." I reassured her to my best ability. I gave her extra hugs as we went through the day.

At 8pm Madilee called me at home. She explained that her grandmother had passed away. I asked if she had been sick. She said no that she died in her sleep. I ask her if her grandmother believed in God she said yes. I ask do you know the best thing about that and she answered she's in heaven. With tears in my eyes I said, "You are right." She is sitting at the banquet with Jesus. At the end of our conversation I so wanted to reach through the phone and pull her into a hug. But the best I could say was,"I am praying for you and Madilee, I love you." She said, "Thanks and Mrs. Denney I love you too."

I am amazed and so full of gratitude to the Lord. How can I, stumbling, bumbling, old me have a place of importance in someone else's life. For that I am just amazed. I don't thank God enough for allowing me to play a role in my students' life. Lord, use me to show your love. Help me pass on the peace that passes all understanding. (even mine)

Holy Ghost It

Okay here is one I would like to rearrange the words on.

God is the steering wheel on your spare tire.

Wouldn't it make more sense if it read:
God is the steering wheel not your spare tire.

I think of a steering wheel as something that guides you and a spare tire as something that bails you out of trouble. Which is true in both accounts when it comes to God. He does guide us but also bails us out. Isn't it more important to call on Him to guide us in everything then we won't need to be bailed out.

Boy with even saying that there are so many times that I fall short of His mark. I need to hold tight to the steering wheel.

Happy Driving!!!:)