Matthew 23:11″ The greatest among you shall be your servant.”
Servanthood is becoming a rare commodity in our present “do-it-yourself” world.
I still remember when going to the store was a rather stress-free experience. There were plenty of department store staff willing to help you find your item, find your size and make sure you had a perfect fit. A transaction was not complete until the customer was fully satisfied.
Finding shoes was one challenge that sales persons helped make less frustrating. First, they measured feet with a sliding metal device. Then they searched the back room for the selected shoes. In Cinderella’s footman style, they kneeled to slip shoes on customers’ feet. They had to use extra care to avoid causing pain to their customers. Sometimes a shoe horn was used to slip the shoes on. For children, they had to master the skill of assessing “room to grow” by mashing the end of the big toe allowing an inch of space from the shoe tip. I sometimes was embarrassed for shoe salespeople as they inevitably encountered customers with smelly or calloused feet that were not too appealing.
Finding a bra in the lingerie department was another ordeal that became fairly painless as salesladies made numerous trips back and forth from the dressing room to be sure a style was chosen that properly fit chest measurements. They had to learn to be discreet and complimentary no matter the proportional challenges of the customers they assisted.
At gas stations, attendants stood in line ready to pump gas, clean windshields and check fluid levels under hoods. In addition, all states made it mandatory for vehicles to pass a maintenance test in order to be driven each year. It was uncommon to see cars broken down by the side of the road in those days because of the level of service every automobile owner received.
I have rarely received such extraordinary service in my current day shopping excursions or auto repair work. When I do, I am sure to let the salesperson or mechanic know of my appreciation. Servanthood is a quality in the service industry that is greatly missed. However, it is something that we all can make a conscious effort to try to exhibit to others at whatever station in life we find ourselves.
Here is Mr. Red Bird. He posed for a picture outside my office window today.
A strange but wonderful thing has been happening at my husband’s office the last few months. Ken has noticed a red bird or cardinal with its mate outside his window on a regular basis. I go in to work twice a week. When I am there I have seen those birds perched in the tree outside my office window next to Ken’s. They sit there for a long time as if they are making sure that I notice them. It is strange because we do not have a bird feeder outside. None of the neighbors have feeders either. It is even more curious because there is a cat that lives under a deserted building next door and he is often on the prowl. Most birds would be scared away by his ominous presence.
There is a legend about the visitation of cardinals. The story goes that if one gets visits from a cardinal, it is a sign that a loved one who has passed away is near in spirit. I lost my daddy almost five years ago. I think of him often when I hear music as he was a classical musician. He was an animal lover too. I would like to think that he is with me when I see God’s beautiful creatures. When red birds appear during the Christmas holidays and near my birthday in February they especially remind me of my daddy who gave me love gifts on those special days. What a comfort it is to think he is with me again and is celebrating my life while he is in heaven.
Here is a post to serve as a reminder that we only have ………4 1/2 weeks until Thanksgiving and 8 1/2 weeks until Christmas. Yikes! If you are like me, that thought alone is enough to get my heart rate up. My goal is to be a lot less stressed this year. The only way I have found to accomplish this is to plan ahead. Still, I always find that there is not enough time or energy to do it all. My perfectionism especially gets to me this time of year when I want to decorate the house like a magazine cover and find the perfect gift for everyone on my list.
God has been convicting me that if I put Him first, everything will get in proper perspective. Jesus is the reason for the season. If He isn’t the center of everything, all my efforts are in vain. I can still make the decorations pretty by keeping them simple. My guests won’t mind if my house isn’t quite as decorated this year as long as the atmosphere is filled with love. The food will taste just as good if I take some shortcuts, buy some things from the store, order my turkey from Honey Baked Ham or recruit help.
I am open to suggestions on some ways you have found to ease stress during the holidays. Feel free to send me your thoughts.
I had an amazing salvation experience yesterday! I rescued a dog from almost certain death as it wandered along a busy road. My mother and I were out and about on errands. I had just turned onto a four lane main road when I saw a yellow mixed breed dog standing in front of an approaching car. Two cars just missed hitting her. I was positioned in the left lane so reacted immediately and got into the middle turn lane. I opened my door and called to her. She immediately bounded towards me and jumped into the car. She lept into my mother’s lap and gave us both lots of kisses. We decided to take her to a nearby Petsmart where they host animal adoptions. When we got her there, they scanned her for a microchip. Fortunately, she had one. She had a Gamecock collar but no other ID. Thankfully, they were able to track down the adoption agency where she had first been adopted. The Petsmart staff agreed to keep her until her owner came to get her later in the afternoon.
It definitely felt good to save a life. God must feel that way each time one of us cries out to Him.