I was thinking last week and even through the weekend, how invisible I felt these days. Last week was soooo hard on many levels. Struggling with issues lingering from a devastating event over 3 years ago. The effects of it still seen within my family. If I had to choose a number on a scale of 1-10, it would have to be an 8. A friend sent this to me and I could not resist posting it. I hope it will be ok with the author. It is a wonderful thought and one I am thankful for. I have visited some great cathedrals, when I was stationed in Europe, many years ago and I can tell you these pictures do not do them justice. Massive does not even come close. To think that our efforts in our children’s lives are sometimes of no effect is a huge mistake. Good and the bad we build into their lives. I am so blessed today to be reminded of this through these words. I hope it blesses you as much as it did me.
Grace to you all!
Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
I sing because I’m happy, I sing because I’m free, For His eye is on the sparrow, And I know He watches me.
By Nicole Johnson
It started to happen gradually. One day I was walking
when the crossing guard said to him,
“Nobody,” he shrugged.
“Nobody?” The crossing guard and I laughed.
street I thought, “Oh my goodness, nobody?”
I would walk into a room and no one would notice.
“Turn the TV down, please” – and nothing would happen.
Nobody would get up, or even make a move for
and then I would say again, a little louder,
“Would someone turn the TV down?” Nothing.
Just the other night my husband and I were out at a party.
I whispered, “I’m ready to go when you are.”
He just kept right on talking.
That’s when I started to put all the pieces together.
and ask to be taken to the store.
Inside I’m thinking, “Can’t you see I’m on the phone?”
Obviously not! No one can see if I’m on the phone,
on my head in the corner, because
no one can see me at all.
“I’m a car to order, “Right around 5:30, please.”
I was certain that these were the hands
-but now they had disappeared into the
peanut butter, never to be seen again.
She’s going she’s going she’s gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner,
trip, and she was going on and on about
My unwashed hair was pulled up in a banana clip
what you are building when no one sees.”
In the days ahead I would read – no, devour – the book.
four life-changing truths, after
which I could pattern my work:
* No one can say who built the great cathedrals –
we have no record of their names.
* These builders gave their whole lives for a
work they would never see finished.
* They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
* The passion of their building was fueled by
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man
spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that
will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.”
And the workman replied, “Because God sees.”
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place.
baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over.
It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no
there are so few people willing to
sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don’t want my son
turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for
And then, if there is anything more to say to his
friend, to add, “You’re gonna love it there.”
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals.
will marvel, not only at what we have built,