"My, What Big 'I's' You Have!"

Written by Doris E. Howie


I maderepparttar mistake of listening—really listening—to myself wishingrepparttar 126869 other day, and I thought (paraphrasing Red Riding Hood's comment to her wolfish grandmother), "My, what big "I's you have!"

I wanted a newer car (a 1987) with a tapedeck; I wanted new siding and insulation forrepparttar 126870 back part ofrepparttar 126871 house. I wanted a new mattress for our bed, to replacerepparttar 126872 sagging, split and lumpy one we had had for five years. (We bought it used for fifty dollars.) I wanted relief for Archie's paining back and arm. I wanted—well,repparttar 126873 list went on.

Then I realized what an ingrate I was. I have a nice little car, a comfortable home, a bed to lie on and a supply of food. I have a husband whose love, compassion and sensitivity are second to none . We have our animals (pets all, fromrepparttar 126874 dogs, cats and raccoon torepparttar 126875 horses, goats and chickens) and our neighbours and friends. Once again,repparttar 126876 list went on.

Am I really so different from you? Do you too find yourself focusing on what you want, instead of thanking God for what you have already? Do you, too, forgetrepparttar 126877 millions of souls on our weary planet who could live for a week on your daily diet? Do you, too, sometimes think that because you live in a Western society, you are entitled to share an affluent lifestyle? Do you, too, think that a camcorder is a need? a remote for your television, a necessity? a top-fashion outfit a prerequisite to your happiness?

If so, I beg you to stop with me a while, and look around at where we are right now. We are dwelling in a fool's paradise, ignoring Lazarus at our gate—Lazarus inrepparttar 126878 form of street children, outcasts, andrepparttar 126879 poverty-stricken individuals who make their homes under bridges and in subway stations. These people are our burden. Our mandate fromrepparttar 126880 Lord is to share our possessions with them; to comfort and encourage them; to ease their suffering in whatever way we can.

IN LONELY DESPAIR

Written by Doris E. Howie


Despair is not new to this century; nor is depression, orrepparttar agony of aloneness. Kneeling alone in desperate battle with an overwhelming sense of futility is not something that only you face. It is a struggle many of us have shared overrepparttar 126868 years, even though we cannot be at your side at this moment. Does it help to know that, maybe even just a little bit?

We too have fought throughrepparttar 126869 night with problems too large to be borne. We too have prayed into seeming emptiness, seeking a God we know is there but somehow cannot reach fromrepparttar 126870 depths of our despair. We too have wondered why as co-heirs with Christ we cannot findrepparttar 126871 ear of our loving Father - for we too experienced this blackness after asking Christ into our lives...

We too have wept bitter tears of loneliness. We too have dismissed others' proferred aid as meaningless, because nobody could appreciate our special needs....

But we were wrong - blessedly, joyously WRONG! We were wrong because we judged our needs by worldly standards. We were wrong because we sought a mentor in those around us. We were wrong because we had missedrepparttar 126872 personhood of our God, for our God walked this way, too, before us!

When Jesus said He wasrepparttar 126873 Way,repparttar 126874 Truth andrepparttar 126875 Life, He meant this way, too -repparttar 126876 despair,repparttar 126877 utter aloneness. He shared them in Gethsemane, when His disciples slept. He shared them onrepparttar 126878 cross, when He hung in naked agony bearingrepparttar 126879 sins that cut Him off from His Father - our sins!

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