Saturday, July 14, 2007
Debbie Bennett Musings
Yesterday was a rainy, gloomy day, and I spent a lot of it in thought. I was not having a great day, so some thoughts were as dark as the weather, but they also led me to some more positive ones. I am so blessed that God reminds me of the good things in my life, even when Satan wants me to dwell only on the "bad" things. It is wonderful to have those blessings come to mind when you really need them!
But, I was thinking about a little story we have told in our family over the years, and it seemed appropriate to share it with you. When Jordan was about 3 years old, we were living in our home, then in Stow, Ohio. Chelsea was at school this particular day, and Roger was not at home, so it was just Jordan and me. I was in the kitchen doing whatever I was doing, and Jordan remembered a toy that he wanted, but which happened to be in the basement. Now, we had set up a playroom down there, and when we bought the house, this room had been an in-law suite of sorts, so it wasn't a dark, cold place, but to a 3-year old, it was still a bit intimidating to approach alone. So, he asked me to go down with him to get this toy, but I was up to my elbows in whatever I was doing, and I told him it was okay, to just go down and get it, and come right back. He was not convinced, and told me that he was scared to go down there. So, I took the opportunity to talk to him about Jesus, and how He is always with us, wherever we go, watching over us, and keeping us safe. He thought about it for a minute, and turned to me, his little lip trembling, and said, "But, who will go with me and Jesus? I want someone with some skin on!" Needless to say, I laughed, hugged him, and dried off my hands and went to the basement with him.
But, this story reminded me yesterday of the fact that, even as adults, sometimes we all need "someone with some skin on". There are a lot of lonely people around, and the only way they will recognize Jesus at times, is through flesh and blood. I confess to wanting a "touchable" person when I am feeling sad, alone, or afraid. I am aware of Jesus' presence, even at these times, but I am also glad to know He provides us with other people to be His hands and feet. And even though I am human and desire visible hands and feet, it also feels good to BE those hands and feet to others.
Let's try to remember to be "someone with some skin on" to those who need it today!
In His Grip,