October 4, 2007

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  Well, another busy weekend is upon us!  We start an antique/craft show tomorrow through Sunday, and I’m still not rested from last weekend … it’s been a busy week and I haven’t had too much of a chance to rest … we all know how that is, right?!  So, I’m praying for energy to get me through this weekend, then we’ll be off until the first weekend of November. 

  I was hoping for cooler weather here, but they are now telling us that we will be near 90 thru the weekend, and muggy!  What happened to Autumn?!  There is hope though … I’m also hearing now (you all know how changeable those weathermen can be!) that by the middle of next week, we should have much cooler temperatures … the leaves here are still green, for the most part, and I’m waiting for them to turn … then it’s fall photo time!! 
  
  I’ve talked with Ian and his shoulder is doing better.  He is also making reservations, either today or tomorrow, for his flight home the week of the 22nd.  We’re making lots of plans!  We only get him for about 8 days and we want to fill it with lots of memories!  

  Well, I’m cutting my evening short in order to get some extra sleep before tomorrow.  I’ll leave you with this story I read today … I hope it touches your heart as it did mine.  I’ll be around some tomorrow evening, in the meantime, have a fantastic Friday!

   Blessings,
          ~ Deborah <><  

   

  

  
   
  ~ HE WASHED MY FEET ~
  
  Supper was special that night.
  There was both a heaviness and a holiness
  hanging in the air.
  We couldn’t explain the mood.
  It was sacred, yet sorrowful.
  Gathered around that table
          eating that solemn, holy meal
          seemed to us the most important meal
          we had ever sat down to eat.

  We were dwelling in the heart of MYSTERY.
  Though dark the night,
  Hope felt right—
          as if something evil
          was about to be conquered.

  And then suddenly
  the One-Who-Loved startled us all.
  He got up from the table
  and put on an apron.
  Can you imagine how we felt?

  GOD IN AN APRON!

  Tenderness encircled us
          as He bowed before us.
  He knelt and said,
          “I choose to wash your feet
          because I love you.”

  God in an apron, kneeling.
  I couldn’t believe my eyes.
  I was embarrassed
          until His eyes met mine.
  I sensed my value then.
  He touched my feet.
  He held them in His strong, brown hands.
  He washed them.
  I can still feel the water.
  I can still feel the touch of His hands.
  I can still see the look in His eyes.

  Then He handed me the towel
  and said,
  “As I have done,
          so you must do.”
  Learn to bow.
  Learn to kneel.

  Let your tenderness encircle
          everyone you meet.
  Wash their feet–
          not because you have to–
  but because you want to.

  It seems I’ve stood two thousand years
          holding that towel in my hands.
  “As I have done, so must you do,”
          keeps echoing in my heart.

  “There are so many feet to wash,”
          I keep saying.
  “No.”
  I hear God’s voice
          resounding through the years.
  “There are only My feet.
  What you do for them,
          you do for Me.”
  
  –Anonymous–
  

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