Adjusting Your Oxygen Mask, First…
When we first began traveling overseas I watched the flight attendants do their brief preflight demonstration,
just after some lil one squeals, “How many more hours?” Then unfolds the flight attendent demo with the oxygen mask. The “how to” has the same end note: “Parents, always put on your face mask first, and then your children’s.”
What initially seemed selfish soon made perfect sense: the reality is that you can’t help anyone else if you, yourself, are not breathing. (Short version of their demo.)
It’s a pretty simple concept really.
continue about work and other daily tasks, to (emotionally) sit quietly and enjoy His love. As I slip into the “those who wait upon the Lord” * category I bandy with those folks who allow Him to strengthen and suture in His time, and through His love. Shaping the Cross once again, into Hope, His mercy revisits the hearts of mankind. We need only ask. We can experience the hands of Divinity, molding the leaven of hope into the healing balm.
Those who choose to bask in the calm left in the wake of Calvary live quieted by His love. And listen, a song threads the air:
“He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.“ (Zeph. 3:17 NIV)
So while I’m still fidgeting with the elastic straps, trying to get the thing situated on my face so I can cope better, maybe soon even encourage someone else along life’s path, I just need to breathe. How about
you? Initially after this loss, I was going to request a whole (emotional) heart replacement. But that could have some drawbacks like,
On the other side of waking up, my husband was a stranger…(not good!)
Or, I forgot one of my sons’ names…
Or, I suddenly liked to eat raw crawling things…(squid-like tenacles that I dodged all those years in the Orient),
Or, I actually liked our cat.
We see right away there could be all sorts of negative ramifications of a total heart job, gone awry.
(Oh, and about the cat, Tiger or Miss Priss, she was so excited about us recently adding Bosnia Hersegovina to the blog that she flipped right out of her heated box and posed. I could hear her thoughts, “Get the camera, quick. I’m awake and this is my best side.” See Silly Cat in the search box if you are new to us and want more of her story. She would be delighted, ah, but never show it!)
So obviously all sorts of things could go haywire on the bommerang side of a total heart redo. Things I don’t want to change,…or chance. How about, I keep this heart and let Him do the mending. (cont.)
Lots of other folks in this world have searing hurts, losses beyond comprehension: sick children, lost jobs, broken health, family fractions, deaths of loved ones, the list goes on. So I invite you to join me to “wait upon the Lord.”
Meanwhile, with that elastic strap, one loop over the right ear and ….just breathe. Then listen for the song…
“But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.” (Isa 50: 31 NKJV)