Monday, November 29, 2021

Ebeneezer and Denise

(A Repeat from 2012, and yes, another Scrooge story!)

This time of year my husband and I have a stack of Christmas movies we would love to watch, but life never affords the time for that.  Maybe, if we are fortunate, we can manage to watch one or two of them.  When we are trying to decide which one to watch first it never fails we both choose the same one -- A Christmas Carol.




But we are very particular about the version we want to see, we love the 1951 version starring Alastair Sim as Ebeneezer Scrooze.  Alastair Sim was able to perfectly portray both the mean spirited harshness of the unrepentant Scrooze as well as he did the joyous and generous redeemed Scrooze.

One of my favorite scenes comes at the end of the movie.  Ebeneezer, with a heart that has opened up to the Christ-child of Christmas, sits at his desk waiting for his clerk Bob Cratchit to come in for the morning.  He plans to pretend to be angry but is going to raise Bob's salary and offer to help him raise his family as well.  He is giddy with delightful anticipation.

I once had the same exact feeling.

The hospital were I worked had a department for childbirth education and community marketing and my friend Denise was the Department Head. She was a nurse as well as a lactation consultant and had always wanted to work in Labor & Delivery although she had never had the opportunity to do so.  I worked in this department with Denise for a year until the hospital downsized and I returned to my job in Labor & Delivery.

Shortly after I returned to L&D, I became the Assistant Nurse Manager of the unit.  Within a few months, we had a job opening and knowing that Denise was looking for a clinical position, I suggested her to my Nurse Manager.  My manager loved the idea and wanted us to offer Denise the position.  I asked Anne if she would let me make the offer to Denise, and she graciously agreed.

I was almost skipping as I walked down the hall and across the crosswalk to Denise's office.  I had to work hard to keep myself from giggling.  I was "as giddy as a schoolboy" as Scrooge said of himself that Christmas morning. I knew that I was about to bring unbelievable pleasure and joy not only to Denise, but also to all those who would be blessed by her care.  Having worked with her for years, I knew that our nurses would find working with Denise a great blessing as well.

I had to wait a few minutes until she was free, but then I sat on the familiar love seat across from her desk.  I can't even remember how I brought it up, or what I said, but I will never forget the look on her face.

She cried.  I cried.  It was a dream come true for her and I was so thrilled to have been given the gift by my manager to be the one to make the offer to her.

Denise came to work with us, and to show you her incredible impact, the next year, from a unit of twenty nurses, she received fourteen nominations for nurse of the year.  She went on to receive the Nurse of the Year award from the hospital.

Of all the wonderful moments I have shared with Denise through the years, this one will always stand out.  The joy, the absolute giddiness I felt in walking over to office was amazing.  The knowledge of how what I was about to do was going to impact her affected me tremendously.

This is our Lord's response to us.  It is His great joy and desire in doing things for us.  I was joyful about Denise because I knew her, I loved her, I knew what her response would be.  How much more does our Heavenly Father know us?  How much more does He love us?  How much more does He have to give us? We cannot imagine the joy He feels to be involved in our lives, to meet our needs, to be a part of us.

"Fear not, little flock; 
for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom."
Luke 12:32



Tuesday, November 23, 2021

Photo - O Give Thanks Unto the Lord


This picture was taken one day when we were kayaking along the delta in our area.  Five rivers come together to form a wonderful place to explore the water and enjoy the scenery.  When I took this picture I think I more wished to have the bird in it than expected to.  When I saw the results, I was so pleasantly surprised.

 

Friday, November 19, 2021

Photo - Confident of This Very Thing



Years ago I purchased my first digital camera.  I loved taking pictures with it and exploring the possibilities it presented.  I also enjoyed adding Scripture to the pictures.  I came across a few of them the other day and decided to start posting one or two a week and perhaps telling the story behind the picture.


This picture was taken in our back yard when the ligustrum was in bloom.  Glen and I planted these 42 perimeter plants when we first moved into our house, 29 years ago.  Little did we know at the time we were both allergic to ligustrum.  I now dread seeing the first blooms come on the plants, but when they are not in bloom, I love their glossy green leaves and the privet hedge they provide.  They were about 12 inches tall when we planted them and now they are easily 20 feet tall.  In the spring, when the little white flowers appear, the plants are full of bees.  I enjoy that our plants help to provide sustenance for the busy bees.

Tuesday, November 16, 2021

God Has A Plan

God always has a plan.  

He has a plan for His children.  He has a plan for those who choose not to accept His Son.  He has a plan for this earth.  We may not see it, or know it, but one day we will see how very perfect His plan for us has been.

As I look back at the path my life has taken through the decades, I can see God's hand working in my life so much more clearly than I could see at the time.  Few things bring this to light more than the hymns.

Hymns have always been a great part of my life.  I grew up in a time before choruses were used in churches.  We sang the old hymns, many of which were written out of great pain and sorrow.  I grew up in a small church and was quickly plucked out of the congregation, placed in the choir and told to "sing what the lady next to you sings."  I learned to sing harmony from the old hymns. The first song I played on the piano was a hymn.

The most significant hymn in my life was sung the day of our wedding.  We didn't really want a person to stand up and sing, because we wanted our wedding to focus on the Lord Jesus Christ, not on any one -or two- persons.  So before we came into the sanctuary, we had the congregation sing the hymn, "The Solid Rock." This hymn was a foreshadowing of what would comprise a great part of our ministry together.

Someone asked me recently where Glen and I attend church.  I answered that we "take church to people."  We do several services each week in nursing homes and assisted living centers, "taking church" to those who are unable to get out and go to church.  In those services we sing several hymns.  We once estimated that we sing about 1472 hymns each year.  That is 26,496 hymns since we began almost 19 years ago, give or take a verse or two.

Many of these hymns I have sung for so long, I know them by heart.  Interestingly, for many of these I have sung the harmony to the hymn so long that I no longer remember the melody.  I would have to look in the hymnal to remind myself how the tune actually goes.

Who would have thought, while my bridesmaids, my father and I waited in the foyer of the church, singing that old hymn with the guests, it would be a symbol of something Glen and I would share over and over and over again.  God always has a plan.  

Always.

"As for God, His way is perfect: the word of the Lord is tried: 
He is a buckler to all them that trust in Him."

2 Samuel 22:31


"I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live:  
I will sing praise to my God while I have my being." 

Psalm 104:33



The Solid Rock

written by Edward Mote


My hope is built on nothing less
than Jesus' blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
but wholly lean on Jesus' name.

When darkness veils his lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale
my anchor holds within the veil.

On Christ the solid rock I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand.

His oath, His covenant, His blood
support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay

On Christ the solid rock I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ the solid rock I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
On Christ the solid rock I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand.