This evening we prepare to attend our daughter’s last middle school band concert. It will be a bittersweet evening. Joy for the high school years to come and sadness for the junior high experiences ending. As an adult looking back, I can honestly say the best is yet to come. Thankfully, my daughter’s four years of junior high (we have a 5th – 8th grade junior high) were far more positive and memorable than mine.
The good news, my not so wonderful years of junior high and poor publicity at the high school the year before I was to attend opened doors for me to transfer to Bishop Cunningham Jr. /Sr. High School, a private school in Oswego. Here I met my forever friends, ones to whom I still have contact and consider blessings in my life. Therefore, the character building years of junior high strengthened me for the joyous years of high school. I pray our daughter will have a similar, if not better takeaway in a couple weeks.
This afternoon I noticed this docile and innocent kitty perched in the bird feeder. I watched the interaction between the birds and their intruder. The cat lay in the shade of the feeder and so still, you might not realize he was there.
A couple times a mourning dove landed on the roof above his head. He didn’t make any quick movements or attack before it was time. Instead, the cat waited. It watched and seemed to plan the exact moment it would swat its paw to the roof in hopes of some truly “mourning” dove lunch. I am happy to report that in spite of the cat’s cunningness and agility to jump into the feeder, it left as hungry as it arrived. Each bird scattered before the paw made contact. Go birds!
Why do I share this with you? How does it relate to my daughter’s last junior high band concert? My answer, this is an example of life. As our eighth graders prepare to say good-bye to their middle school teachers and surroundings, they have choices to make. Either they can spend their summer perched in the feeder of life waiting for it to happen or they can make the necessary leap to new beginnings.
I pray our children avoid the darkness and hiding as they look to their future. I pray they are like the birds still eating from the neighboring feeders and walking about the roof, fearless and ready to receive the blessings in front of them. The cats theory might have seemed foolproof yet when put into action, he failed. Pray our children don’t fail but walk in the Light and achieve the goals they set without fear like the bird on the feeder. He left with a full belly, and probably laughing at the silly cat creature sitting in the feeder.
Are you the cat or the bird? Why?
Yesterday I asked each of you to think about whom you call when you have good news to share or when troubles come your way. Do you call your family and friends or do you call of your Heavenly Father?
Today I want to challenge you to think about why you call the person you do. It is a trust issue. When we trust God 100%, He is the person we call. When we don’t have all five sense focused on the creator of all there is in this universe, it is easy to lose focus and place our trust in people and things that will let us down.
“It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man.” Psalm 118:8 KJV
Today’s thought to ponder: Would you like a friend you can trust with EVERYTHING? Someone you could tell your innermost secrets, hopes, dreams, and troubles too without worry of them becoming the next person’s gossip? Do you know there is someone to meet these standards?
Jesus Christ is a forever friend. After my sister’s kidnapping I let anger, bitterness, and grief consume me. I honestly believed there wasn’t anyone I could trust and the worst part was the last person I planned to trust was God. I directed nearly all of this ugliness and blame towards God. The first decade following Heidi’s disappearance my heart hurt too much to trust.
Thankfully God used one child’s words, “Mrs. Buske, you need Jesus.” To open my eyes and heart to trust again. God is not responsible for Heidi’s disappearance and He was and is always there for me. I only needed to recognize this and welcome Him into my life. Once I did, peace started to replace the ugliness.
I haven’t transitioned into a 100% positive and healed woman overnight, for that much, I am still a work in progress as long as I am living and breathing here on earth BUT I am 110% stronger and more positive than I was without my trust to let Jesus take care of me. Thank goodness.
“Behold, God is my salvation;
I will trust, and will not be afraid;
for the Lord God is my strength and my song,
and he has become my salvation.” Isaiah 12:2
If you could trust a friend to heal ALL your hurts, pains, and take away ALL the anger…wouldn’t you welcome him into your life? Jesus is this friend. The healing is a process, one worth all the work.
Have you placed your trust in someone or something only to be let down? Would you like a friend you could trust with EVERYTHING, even your life? How does it make you feel to know God is ALWAYS there for you and can be TRUSTED with whatever you need to give Him today.
Have you ever trusted God to meet a need and it was met without sharing it with anyone else? Would you share this act of faith with others?
In our lifetime, we face both the good and bad of life, sometimes in the same day. Regardless of events, mood, or circumstances in our path we need to make a choice. It is human nature to pick up the phone and call someone. On the other end of the phone is someone who will listen, provide some feedback, and be there no matter what. You might call to say “Yipee!” and on other days it might be a “Help me!” but it isn’t the message you are sharing that is as important as it is the person you call.
What does your phone look like? Who is the first person you call? Phones come in an array of sizes, shapes, and colors these days BUT none of them will connect you with the person always available with the answers and ability to be all you need.
The phone we should reach for will still be a rectangular prism yet instead of particles of metal, plastic, and wires, it is all natural and decomposable…100% paper. There are no buttons to push, only pages to turn. It doesn’t require a 3G or 4G connection, only an open heart and willingness to trust. You won’t be asked to leave a message because He is always there, 24/7. You don’t need to wait for Him to call back, you only need to stop and listen.
Instead of running to the telephone and your best friend, give it all to Jesus! He can handle any problem, praise, and hope we are willing to share with Him.
What phone do you tend to use the most? Will you share an instance or two when you called on HIM instead of your best friend? What was the outcome?
Yesterday the school I work at awarded a scholarship to a graduating senior that attended New Haven Elementary school all five years of their school career. The name of this scholarship is We Remember You. As part of the award ceremony, the student’s kindergarten through fourth grade teachers say a few words of the characteristics and/or things they remember about when this student was in their classroom so many years ago.
I am not going to award a scholarship for college today yet want to pay tribute through a We Remember You blog, dedicated to my Grandma Mary in honor of her birthday today. She would have been in her nineties.
During Wednesday’s blog of my Favorite Childhood Memories, I introduced to some of the shenanigans we enjoyed while at her house.
In honor of my Gram, I invite you to share a memory about my Grandma, Mary (Hogan) Searles or share a memory of your grandparents. Instead of the constant rush through life, slow down and remember…remember the elders who helped to make us the men and women we are today.
Happy Birthday Gram!
Lisa M Buske
P.O. Box 323