thoughts on a sunday morning

In church this morning.... I had a great, feel good feeling... memory.

I grew up in a protestant church. I attended all of my youth church classes on Wednesday evenings (dropped off), learned the books of the Bible in order, by heart. The book I remember the most is Habakkuk... we were told to just think of "a back ache". I danced for the liturgical dancers (loved that),and I was in the choir. I didn't sing well, I was "alto". Okay, I admit, I skipped choir practice... only to experience a much more exciting time exploring our huge, beautiful, scary church. My church friends and I even know how to get up to the attic tower! It was on old stone church, right downtown Canton, Christ Presbyterian. I can't say I gave my heart to Jesus in that church, but I can say I knew He was there.

Getting ready for church was a challenge.... for my Dad. :) Three girls. Two of which DID NOT want to get up and go to church. We went though, even if we were going to be late. I thought if I stalled long enough we would stay home. We sat in the first few rows if we were on time, with my Aunt Eva and Uncle Warren Cogan. We sat in the balcony if we were late. Then I got to view all the hats down below. All the "older" ladies wore hats back then.

We sang though. We sang all the old fashioned traditional hymns. I knew the doxology by heart and loved singing it. It was different than today. They were not songs you heard on some Christian Radio Station. They were hymns you only knew the words,by opening the hymnal in the pew in front of you, and finding that page number.... then singing from the belly outloud... songs like...
"Great is thy Faithfulness"... and "Holy Holy Holy...Lord God Almighty..."
and beside me, My Dad. He always sang, I think he enjoyed the songs. He belted them out proud and clear. Not that he was a good singer, but he sang and I am happy for that memory.

Today in church. We sang "great is they faithfulness..." and beside me was an "older gentleman".... who was singing from his lungs... and enjoying every word and note.

It was a good feeling, it was a happy memory. Thanks Dad.

The Waitress... who made me think.

While having lunch with my hubby one afternoon, which by the way was yummy.  We both noticed our waitress was...

• to the point
  
• not excited
  
• very serious
  
• Although, polite!

  My hubby mentioned this and pointed it out to me.  I thought about it and looked around, she had many diners, and it is a small local joint.  I decided she was very "task oriented" in her head and on the serving floor at a very busy time of the day.   I explained further to my sweet hubby.  The waitress was

• nice
  
• knowledgable in the specials for our lunch time experience
  
• brought my coffee hot
  
• with lots of cream,just like I enjoy.

  However,

• she never smiled
  
• seemed ready to dash while in talk mode
  
• delivered everything we ordered in ample time
  
• although a bit on the edge

  After describing this waitress, it dawned on me.... I said to my hubby.... you know ... she is busy and "task oriented" right now, not "people oriented".  Like me...when I am getting ready for a feast at our home, which will include "people" later, but at the present moments of getting ready for our feast, it is all about tasks and attacking them... therefore I become VERY

• "task oriented". 
  
• Which could be called a bit bossy
  
• trying to control and dictate every move for every one
  
• which might be a little annoying :)

   So, as I pointed out, I am very "task oriented" before our feast, and when the first guest arrives, I become very "people oriented".  Hmmmm I can't help but wonder if I should stay "people oriented" while I am in task mode.  Knowing full well there are "people" with me while I am in "task mode".... thinking about a great quote

John Wesley was an incredible servant of God. His motto was:

"Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as you ever can"


• I may be more enjoyable to be around while I am doing tasks and serving people if I remember these great words. ;)

 

Do you wake up... do you spend moments in the day or trying to fall asleep, with thoughts.

Great thoughts that you want to share with the world or maybe just good friends. Thoughts that would be of help to someone, thoughts that you should never share with anyone! Thoughts of inspiration and thoughts of deep regret. Thoughts that rock your world and thoughts that bring you to your knees. You have a mental picture of a thought, you have an opinion that you feel counts. Thoughts that occur suddenly in the mind and you want to share, but you are alone. Your gonna write that thought down, and you move onto the laundry or the paperwork. You give careful consideration to these thoughts, and then they are gone. Can you remember them... Not! Pen, paper, laptop, keyboard.... I must start using more often. I am in "blog process".

I love life... and ALL it offers! 

I pray that God is the editor of my thoughts.

God Bless Your thoughts my dear friend. May they help you and not hinder you.