Monthly Archives: May 2017

Just Because…

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Just Because…

I thank my God every time I remember you.  In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus (Philippians 1:3-6).

Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

Hi Beautiful!  I pray you enjoyed the festivities celebrating and sharing your respect for our Fallen Heroes and their families.  Such selfless acts of valor and courage, all in the name of freedom!  I have to say, what an honor it is for me to be sojourning this side of heaven with y’all as we walk faithfully through each day radiating that Beautiful You!

I only hope that the many prayers that went out last week asking that our Lord would cover you with an outbreak of undeniable peace and joy that changes the atmosphere became obvious as you noticed all the beauty and wonder surrounding your presence.  Being highly favored is a gift!  It’s that time again; it’s Tammy Tangent Tuesdays!

God created His Beautiful Beloveds to glorify Him.  After all, He calls us His works of art and His masterpieces (Ephesians 2:10).  Oh, what love!  Sadly, though, I’m hearing and witnessing a lot of beat-up Beloveds in our communities who need a lot of Love, His Great Love, to be poured into and have their souls nourished with support and encouragement.

Being the hands and feet of God can and should be relatively easy, especially with the many gifts the Lord has blessed each of us with.  Let’s tap into this creative gift by writing notes of praise and gratitude encouraging one another to keep pressing through while affirming the blessings that their lives have graced us with. 

I’m going for the handwritten card, you know, writing out a short affirmation of love and encouragement expressing how much their life and friendship has blessed me with.  I don’t know about you, but what a grand diversion and huge golden nugget to forever hold onto and tuck away in the fold of our hearts seeing words of love and appreciation when picking up and going through our mail. 

Seeing words of affirmation saying, “I see you, Beautiful.  You’re such a Brilliant and Magnetic Light.  I love you and thank you for blessing me with the gift of friendship”; or to the single parent, “You’re doing a great job.  Keep loving those babies,” etc.  Not going to share all my ideas.  Ha!  You get the point!

What a great way to also model to our children and grandchildren how being God’s hands and feet is fun and rewarding while blessing others.  There are many military personnel, cancer patients and even teachers who would thrive and bloom with some summer love. 

God wants His children to serve one another and that does not mean inclusive of the four walls where we worship at.  Get out, move out!  Move outside those four walls!  There is a whole world in need of His Great Love. 

When we serve out of His Love, the kindness and gentleness of our gratitude for the alchemy given through our salvation will be illuminated without seeking to please ourselves.  A refreshing sprinkling of love that nurtures and sustains!

Being the hands and feet of God has never been more gratifying!

Weekly Challenge:  Pick seven special people, and it does not necessarily have to be family and/or friends, that you want to pour love into, honor and acknowledge.  This includes doctors, nurses, pharmacists, waitresses, law enforcement, first responders, pastors, you name it!  Write them a short message sharing that they’re not only enough, but that you appreciate them for their valuable contribution and wanted to let them know that their lives radiate love and how you can’t thank them enough for being a part of your life sojourning this side of heaven. 

This could be in the format of a handwritten card, an email, a letter, text (please don’t ♥♥♥) or even a social networking posting!  We all love seeing it in words to go back and ponder and be encouraged.  This will be a token of love they will forever carry in their heart. 

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!


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Arise and Shine, Beautiful! Good Morning!

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Arise and Shine, Beautiful, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you!  ~ Isaiah 60:1

Good morning, Beautiful!   I don’t know about you, but isn’t it a beautiful affirmation and assurance knowing every day when we open up our eyes, there is someone so excited we’re finally awake solely because they just want to love on us and be in our presence? 

Oh, how we all desire to be loved like this.  That’s what makes this world flourish:  L-O-V-E!

We can’t forget about being serenaded by our Father God as He also rejoices over us (Zephaniah 3:17) singing, Good morning, Beautiful.  Arise and Shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you (Isaiah 60:1).

Can we say amazing love?

I’ve been sitting in literal quiet for the past couple of hours this morning with my comfy blankee and coffee.  I feel like the royal queen herself.  It seems so foreign and almost uncomfortable to be laying here in the still embracing the magical hymns orchestrated by the “happy birds” along with Mr. Owl’s in sync whoot, whoot… pause three seconds… whoot, whoot!  Talk about rhythm without missing a beat. 

I’m like a little girl going through the doors at Disneyland unrestrained when my frogs start chiming in with their chorus filled with ribbits and rolls.  This Acapella is priceless!  Yes, a little secret, I collect frogs.  I did say I was a tomboy who always wore a dress, so…

These birds have been doing the happy dance with their lyrical enticement the past few weeks.  I don’t know if it’s because spring has arrived and has ushered in all these amazingly beautiful colors and fragrances or it’s because the grounds and foliage are covered in a new coat of vitality and strength.  These luscious oak trees are flowering with both topical growth and tillage nourishment due to the sprinkling of Love from all the rain we’ve received here in Northern California this past year.

I will admit, even the oak trees seemed to be swaying back and forth atop their newly toiled ground while doing their happy dance yesterday in sync with the gentle breeze.  Or it could have been from the side effects of the anesthesia, but I’ll choose my childlike wonder.  I kind of know how they feel because with all this rain, they won’t have to constantly dig deeper and deeper to be sustained while having their roots nourished.

These hundred-year-old oak trees survive and thrive each year by trusting and remembering where their daily nourishment comes from.  They know how to instinctively reach out towards the light for their needed manna to survive while digging their roots deep for stability.  Since they have been blessed with an abundant provision, their roots can now focus on rest and restoration and gratitude for being sustained during their lack and depleted times.

Sitting in total silence while resting and not rushing or feeling frazzled and ready for a breakdown to get out the door as fast as I can is refreshing and a much needed change in my life.  I don’t want to be that woman who gets slammed into the rocks by the crashing Poppies, lupine, and oaks, near El Portal, CA, USAwaves of an overwhelmed life.  I want to be present and sing my own tune each day as I skip along with a childlike heart and grownup responsibilities. 

Maybe that’s why I felt guilty and somewhat uncomfortable for laying in bed enjoying the concert.  I still am, actually, as I write my good morning greetings to all of you Beautiful Beloveds.  Not that I need(ed) an excuse to lounge around in bed in my nightie, but I can actually admit had I not been recovering from a surgical procedure, I’m not sure who would have won the tug-of-war this morning.  Guilt versus Need?  Better yet, more like Guilt versus Gift?

Doctor’s orders that I lay low and push through the pain, but even if I wasn’t recovering from a procedure, why would I feel guilty about picking up and receiving God’s gifts for me today?  Every day He lays out these precious gifts knowing exactly what we will need.  Rest and restoration is quite a gift, to say the least!

God doesn’t just want us to see these gifts and pick them up, but He wants us to open them with delight and a childlike heart.  There’s nothing more exciting than opening up a gift with childlike expectations.

How about you, do you feel guilty if you take the time to be still and quiet and do absolutely nothing but be refreshed like myself?  Or are you one of those women I definitely envy and want to become more like that can relax her heart, body, soul and mind as healing overwhelms and restores her soul? 

I’m trying and I’m learning, as slow as it is.  Old habits are hard to break, but with God, all things are possible, right?  Let’s lift up our eyes to see the hands and feet of God reaching out towards us just to meet and love on us just the way we are.  Peace is a Divine gift!

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

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Forgiveness & Its Power ~ I Choose To Forgive! Will You Forgive Me? Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

Forgiveness & Its Power

I Choose To Forgive!

Will You Forgive Me?

Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

Hi Beautiful!  I pray your week is being showered with love and joy as you walk faithfully through each day radiating that Beautiful You!  Many prayers are going out to you this week that our Lord covers you with an outbreak of undeniable peace and joy that changes the atmosphere around you as you become aware of all the beauty and wonder surrounding your presence.  After all, you are highly favored!  It’s that time again; it’s Tammy Tangent Tuesdays!

Forgiveness…  Boy, forgiving someone when you have been hit hard by their flaming arrows and emotional darts seems like a ludicrous thing to do, but is it? 

Will you forgive me?  I am so sorry!  Four simple words really, but four words we rarely hear today, or use.  Why are we so afraid to ask for forgiveness, much less extend it?  It’s called Faith the Fear!  When you faith the fear, it becomes a clear example of valor and bravery to utter those simple words of “Will you forgive me for my participation in this division?”

Since the Word says the truth will set us free, the greatest gift we can give to ourselves and others is to extend God’s Great Love to work in and through us.  Being the hands and feet of God requires complete surrender and submission during the pain which offers forgiveness.  God did not design and create us for ourselves, He created us for His pleasure. 

As I have found out, when you extend the grace to forgive others unexpectedly, the domino effect is an overwhelming gift of grace that keeps on giving.  One person changes the dynamics of more than just those around them.

Where the spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom; but if we want to be like our Jesus, having the freedom to forgive or not reflects our relationship with Him.  That’s worth chewing on.  When the Lord takes up residence inside of us, a whole new standard of living is put into place.  Sadly, we appear to have lost that reverence and responsibility somewhere.

Anyone can say they are a Christian, but when you’ve been loved by the Father God and have a living, active and intimate relationship with Him, forgiveness is a choice that comes naturally, or the desire to forgive is.  Actually doing it is another thing because of the many fears associated with it along with our egos.  Shall we say P-R-I-D-E!

We have all been hurt by spouses, family, friends, and even our pastors and leaders in our congregations.  The pleas and cries of many beloveds is pain from not forgiving others.  We carry it around not realizing its effects on others.  That distrust and lack of intimacy filters through and interferes with our reception in being loved on and poured into.  Forgiveness through Love clears the way for blessings offering peace, joy and hope.

Why do it?  I surrendered my life during the intense pain to the one who had rescued my soul by walking out my faith being bold and courageous.  I chose to forgive those who completely shattered my heart and world; thereby ushering in Noah’s Flood towards freedom.  It really wasn’t hard, but it did take bravery.  Magical consequences that only Love Himself could deliver.

Three years ago I was captivated by the lyrics of Jason Upton’s song called the Table” which I pray you will listen to, awakening your understanding about forgiveness.  I can’t begin to encourage you enough to take 15 minutes in quiet reflection to receive all that needs to be said about forgiving one another’s grievances against each other.  These lyrics deliver joy and peace that surpasses all knowledge versus a lifetime of torment and bitterness.  

The pure in heart will see God…

If our faith and testimony is to mirror the life of Christ with a childlike heart, then that wonder requires that we have our hearts cleansed.  I understand and totally get how asking another person to forgive you when you feel you’re the one who has been violated seems foolish.  It causes anxious thoughts and makes us uncomfortable.

The way I see it, if our ocean tears developed into a Noah’s Flood that Hoover Dam could not contain, then that person occupies a tender portion of our heart whether we want to believe it or not and deserves to be forgiven.  We have been forgiven much, now it’s our turn to extend that grace.

Weekly challenge:  Follow Jesus’ life and example by choosing to forgive one person this week.  Just one!  It takes two to tango and if their violation caused a hole in your heart that is not life threatening, write them an email, a letter, go to their house, or make a phone call and just say, “Will you forgive me for my participation in this division?”  You might be amazed at their response and the freedom you all receive.

1 Peter 4:8 reminds us, Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.  Let’s choose to be weapons of righteousness, because the enemy comes to steal, kill and destroy (John 10:10). 

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

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Can He Keep Me From Going Under?

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Can He Keep Me From Going Under?

I’m not strong enough.  I can’t take any more.

How can being the hands and feet of God compete with:  “Can He keep me from going under?”  Help, I don’t know what to do!  I’m going under.  I’m not strong enough to remain afloat.  I can’t take any more.  I’m too exhausted to push through!  “My shipwrecked faith will never get me to shore.”

Such words of bewildered desperation are illustrated perfectly in Elena Kalis’ photography depicting the near drowning of emotions when life becomes hard.  These daunting pleadings are expressed all too often and are common with failed expectations, losses, and even the fears of the unknown. 

These pleadings don’t necessarily signify depression, but it does express a depleted soul with dry, brittle bones in need of being filled with living waters that only a relationship with the Lord could breathe life back into. 

Perfect love casts out all fear (1 John 4:18) because fear has to do with punishment.

Are you drowning underneath a sea of debt?  Overwhelmed with balancing work and school?  Spouse left you for another?  Are you on the front lines engaging in battle with your children or stepchildren?

This sounds more like an infomercial without the pity party.  Pity parties are great when you’re trying to become a loner or in need of releasing a Noah’s Flood.

How about, instead of extending your “special peeps” with grace and mercy waving your white flag of surrender, is your anger resembling more of an automatic weapon spewing out flaming arrows and emotional darts leaving carnage strewn about? 

Better yet, are you trying to carry your cross underneath a mountain of persecution?  Oh, I just walked through that valley of the shadow of death myself.  Can I say brutal?

So what can we do when we feel we’re drowning and our fears override our faith?  How many times do we scream for help, run towards some sense of consolation, in places where solace and strength cannot be found?  Fear immobilizes us from moving forward victoriously, but so do our behaviors. 

I don’t know about you, but I used to lean towards the temporary fix of denial which clearly interferes with swimming through a sea of problems.  Builds raging seas instead. 

When I tried to face the giant (the fear), it usually started through the numbing effects of alcohol, you know, good ‘ole liquid courage, to take the edge off.  That usually just left a headache with a need to drink more to numb the pain that the alcohol brought on from temporarily diffusing the affliction. 

Mouthful I know!  You get what I’m saying, right?

Then I gravitated towards long hours of work so I didn’t have time to face the giant lurking.  Talk about a white elephant!  This left the impression on my heart that I was in control and could handle it.  Ha! 

And then how about the infamous feel-good natural high of endorphins that retail therapy delivered?  Hello… my ‘ole time favorite!  A girl’s gotta look good, you know, or have a dozen sets of silk sheets just because…

Most probably, the usual vice we all use:  The extensive coddling and stroking that our friendships and family offer.  That might be good initially, but usually they are only going to tell us what we want to hear anyways because they are so much like us and do not want to offend us in fear of adding more insult to injury.  Now we’ve trapped them into our battleground of F-E-A-R!

How does brave faith face the fear without drowning or causing more harm?  We do live in a quick-fix technological mindset where we want what we want NOW!  The only wisdom I can share being sustained with victorious courage in walking through these dark periods is found when we Faith the Fear!  We can only Faith the Fear by engaging in a relationship with Jesus Christ.

Two beloveds I know shared similar pleas with me this week that mirrored the desperation depicted in Elena Kalis’ photograph along with matching lyrics found in Casting Crowns’ amazing “Oh My Soul” song.  Their heartache is prompting me to start a new series entitled “Faith the Fear.”  My life was built on fear and I want others struggling the same to know how God removed those shackles through faith.  And forgiveness, Faith that Fear!

When we are feeling we’re not strong enough, and we can’t take any more and are drowning underneath the sea of our fears and tears, not to mention how we feel our shipwrecked faith will never get us safely to shore; Jesus tenderly reminds us, You can let go and lay it down.  Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest (Matthew 11:28).  I am your life preserver.”

Face the God you know.  God will NEVER belittle you, nor tell you, “I told you so.”  That’s mankind’s conditional love aspect that we have sadly grown accustomed to.  God tirelessly digs underneath the piles and layers of dirt and disease until He excitedly finds us.  He lovingly unearths His treasures by washing away all the dirt and muck and yuck bringing clarity and light to the Beautiful gems we are.

He’s so proud of His masterpieces, His very own creation, that He serenades over us as He quiets our hearts with His Great Love (Zephaniah 3:17).  He delights in us and even rejoices as He painstakingly takes the time to carefully dust off all the dirt whereas not to scratch and harm us.  He washes and polishes off the dry and rough edges until we can see the love in His eyes as He proclaims through celebration,“There you are, Beautiful, my rare and precious treasure.  I love you.”

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Brave, Beautiful You!


National Police Week ~ Support Our Officers ~ Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

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National Police Week

~ Support Our Officers ~

Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

Hi Beautiful!  I pray your week is showered with sprinklings of love as you walk through each day radiating that Beautiful You!  I hope you’re not forgetting to pick up and receive the gifts that the Lord has laid out before you.  After all, they are filled with treasures reminding you how highly favored and loved you are.  It’s that time again; it’s Tammy Tangent Tuesdays! 

This weekly challenge is especially important to me and one that resonates near and dear to my heart.  Our great nation is celebrating National Police Week.  Since we are all in this together, I believe this challenge in being the hands and feet of God should be highly regarded with sincerity and forethought knowing how much our men and women in blue sacrifice in order to keep peace, order and control, along with our protection, in our communities.  I know how easy it is to take them for granted.

When a police officer is sworn in, they take an oath to serve and protect the lives and property of others, while defending and keeping the public safe.  These brave men and women are constantly on high alert and live under tremendous stress.  They don’t leave their homes and families worrying they might not make it home anymore; they just pray that their dedication and service will make a difference while defending and protecting their communities. 

Please don’t let bad experiences or bad press over a few rotten apples cloud the respect and honor these brave men and women are entitled to!  Every family has extra-grace required peeps and law enforcement is no different.  They need our support more than ever and sadly, their families are suffering as a consequence of these demands.  They operate under more fear than any of us could possibly comprehend.  Only Great Love can diffuse that fear.

With this whole week being dedicated to National Police Week, it is imperative that we take the time to recognize them by praying for hedges of protection to surround them; that we honor and pray for the families that have lost their loved ones during their sacrificial service; and that we rally around the living officers daily with golden nuggets of support, encouragement and gratitude for all they do.  We all need to contribute in making a difference together, one person at a time.

Weekly challenge:  This weekly challenge is to go out into our communities and show our love and support by acknowledging these amazing men and women who put their lives on blameless-officer-plea-7the line each and every day to serve, defend and protect us!  We can do this by showering them with love by saying “Thank You” through the means of simply handing them a thank-you note with a $5 Starbucks gift card, a goodie bag filled with treats, offering hugs, words of encouragement, and a whole lot of praise and prayer!

Keep a few of these thank-you cards in your purse and even a few goodie bags in the cup holder of your car; you’ll never know when you might be blessed to hand one out!  Let them know personally how much they’re appreciated.  Remember, they’ve made a vow to serve and protect; they really do care about those they protect and they want to engage with us and get to know us and our needs.  They don’t want to be jeered or feared.  We all need to be AFFIRMED!  

This is a great way to end division and start modeling to our children and grandchildren our respect for authority while being a part of our communities in being the hands and feet of God.  Giving back and restoring unity should be fun while loving on and blessing others with random acts of kindness and cheerful smiles that radiate being Beautiful You!

For all of the wonderful parents and grandparents out there, not to mention our amazing summer school teachers, who are looking for great craft activities with Blameless Police Gratitudesummer coming up, you can have the kids make thank-you cards and draw up cute letters to drop off at your local police departments.  Putting together Police Appreciation goodie bags filled with items like Lifesavers, that thank them for the lives they protect and save, or packets of Extra gum, for the extra mile and hours they put in, and hand deliver them whenever you see an officer would leave a lasting impression for all that radiates a joyful heart.  For the rest of us, we can send simple emails of gratitude, a handwritten card, or personally handing them a Starbucks $5 gift card with a thank-you note blessing them with words of gratitude for all they do and that we are supporting them along the way and praying for their protection!  And you know what, asking an officer if you may hug them while you’re acknowledging their service through praise will help mend a fractured heart and bring it back to life!

 Have a great week!  Thank you for being Beautiful You!


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Do Everything In Love ~ Tammy Tangent Tuesdays


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Do Everything In Love

Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

1 Corinthians 16:14

Hi Beautiful!  I pray your week is being filled with tokens of kindness and sprinklings of love while being reminded how highly favored and blessed you are.  It’s that time again; it’s Tammy Tangent Tuesdays!  We’re all in this together, so let’s try and embrace this challenge with sincerity knowing that Mother’s Day is around the bend.

Mother’s Day is probably one of the “most prized” celebrated holidays with good reason.  Those of us who are moms; you know, the mothers of magnificent and mothers of mayhem or even managers of many who survived being Super Heroes, we bask with glory on this day because we will always cherish those tender memories in our hearts.  Plus, we are proud of our children and love them just the way they are!

But what happens to some of the mothers who are celebrating with their elderly mothers and not with their own children or those who have kids that live in another state and don’t get to be celebrated and cherished as the truly beautiful and honored mothers that they are?  I know I fit in some of these categories myself along with a few friends.

Let’s reach out to others through love and appreciation!

Weekly challenge:  Let’s acknowledge those who have blessed our life by choosing seven people, especially if they’re mothers who don’t live near their children, and send them a card or email letting them know how much you appreciate them and how you’ve been blessed by their life.

Try not to select just close friends.  Think about your pharmacist, a teacher, your pastor or their wife (they never receive enough praise), police officers (when is the last time you thanked an officer), first responders, chaplains, even our waitresses.

Remember, this is designed to bring unity and change within our circle of influence in the community in order to change the atmosphere and to continue appreciating how each one of us impacts one another in society through the simple random act of doing everything in “love” (1 Corinthians 16:14).  

And sadly, I know myself personally a few mothers whose lives will not be celebrated due to death, distance, disease, division of family, you name it.  I will try and pour some love into their lives through acknowledgement by being the hands and feet of God because once a mother, always a mother!

It’s the little things that matter.  I know I haven’t said it often enough, but thank you for being Beautiful You!  I appreciate you more than you will ever know or hear.  Never forget how valuable and precious your life is!

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You! 

Happy Mother’s Day

Stopped Me Dead In My Tracks To Be God’s Hands And Feet


Stopped Me Dead In My Tracks To Be God’s Hands And Feet

Today started like any other day.  Awakened with joy and gratitude, but dreading another long day being over committed.  Those last few moments of sleep cuddled around my pillow were screaming my name!  But the heightened enticement from the delicious morsels of more sleep lost their battle to sprint the hurdles of the ticking clock.

Appointments versus Being Present 

It’s hard to prioritize our lives when the clock ticks faster than each footstep.  I don’t glide like I used to.  Strength and speed have been replaced with substance and snap.  I long to master how to navigate the constant and rapid changes that occur with the snap, but I’m working on it.  Work in progress!

Once my prayers were finished and released, I made a flippant request to my Lord asking Him to show me somebody today that would stop me dead in my tracks who needed His love and affirmations to remind me of how desperate and alone I was 37 years ago that would trigger the mania to tragically end my life. 

It’s hard to share about depression through the loneliness and desperation when you can’t quite remember what that looked like.  Sure, I get depressed at times, we all do; but to be that desperate and all alone, that is something that required probing back into my underbellies.

I seem to forget to practice what I preach, because I sure would be a lot more selective in my prayers and petitions to the Lord.  I either fail to hear myself making these flippant requests on a maxed-out schedule as if I was emulating the Pharisees to look more holy or I arrogantly pour out prayers to make myself look better in front of God.  I mean, God knows our motives; so…

The day shifted and howled similar to the blazing north winds.  Upon exiting the medical center to leave behind the news that ushered me into frenzy, my mind occupied residency in the bad neighborhood.  That deadly hood needs barricading.

Due to being upset with the doctors and the shuffling of appointments that I was now late for, I failed to notice this man who shocked life back into me by jumping out of nowhere into the sidewalk before me.  The fright caused from being winded forced a pathetic screech and an accompanying tinkle as I soon realized lingering in the hood is far more dangerous than any mortal.

Epiphany versus Revelation

This mortal man’s name was William.  Yes, I flippantly prayed in the morning that the Lord would show me somebody who needed His love.  I almost missed out on God’s answer to that prayer because I was too busy being focused on all the demands and unknowns and how could I possibly prioritize my time to not upset others.

Herein lies William who is 28 years old.  He just got released from the hospital after overdosing on Meth.  He knew God could hold him through recovery, but just couldn’t gather up the strength to walk away from the comforts of his drug of choice.  My heart broke because his life matters, for one; and second of all, he could have been any one of my kids.  He knew I cared, after initially pulling away from him because of fear and fright.

Time stopped.  The world didn’t, but the clock literally stopped ticking.  Nothing mattered except for being present.  We talked awhile.  I shared a little and he listened.  Then it changed to me listening to words that would unearth this desperation I once encountered.  He felt all alone.  Meth took away the sting of rejection.  He belonged and always had someone with Meth.  Meth always waited to pick him up.

He shared his prayers that morning to God and the gravity of them happening upon his release from the hospital.  He had nobody to pick him up because he didn’t want additional guilt or to burden the few who were lingering in his life.  He prayed that if one person stopped to talk to him and acknowledge his presence, he would not take his own life.  

Death versus Matter

The pain flooding his heart and the desperation in which he expressed himself unearthed emotions that laid dormant for decades.  I absorbed every last word.  Ocean tears ushered in an agreement that paved the way for William to walk through.  Uber was summoned to take him where his life mattered.  The care-packed resources included my cell number to keep in touch.

We prayed as we walked.  Meth addicts do not like to stand still.  They need to keep moving.  Time started clicking.  I released William back into the care of the Lord as hard as it was, but I trust the One who ordered this Divine appointment all due to prayer. 

The ease in being the hands and feet of God is so simple, but it requires being present; spiritually, emotionally and physically.  His Uber trip cost me a whole $8.80 and his life is priceless.  Sometimes God has to literally drop people right in front of us because we’re too consumed with stress or worry.  That’s why the Lord tells us not to worry about tomorrow, for today has enough troubles of its own (Matthew 6:25-34).

I will say I don’t know what’s going to happen to William.  All appointments were fulfilled; Divine and scheduled.  I stuttered, but surrendered.  I felt awkward and was uncomfortable.  I did share the love of the Lord and William graciously received it as he grabbed a hold of the hand extending down from heaven.  Being the hands and feet of God shifted my life.  William texted me and said “thank you.”

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

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