Sandra's Rosepetals: October 2007

Sunday, October 14, 2007

"With

every leaf

a miracle..."

--Walt Whitman

Photo by Paul Miller

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Friday, October 12, 2007

Retirement

Retirement

Dear Creator God...
Father...

My life is without form and void
Boundaryless and unstructured

No rhyme no reason
I have been loosed from the tethers
of the workaday world
And I'm floating free
like a child's escaped balloon

Re-create my life
Bring order where there is chaos
Balance and borders
Make a new garden
that reflects Your handiwork

Catch my string and bring me back.

--S. Gail Sweet
1/17/2006

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

October Meditations

October Meditations

Golden leaves
like yellow rain
floating softly
to the ground.

Crimson, orange,
splashes of green…
Rustling carpet
for my feet.

As my hair
turns gray with age,
make me vibrant
like these leaves.

Let me show
to passers-by
Your bright colors
in my heart.

-S. Gail Sweet
October 23, 2001

Rose Petals

I love roses... They look and smell so beautiful. When this one really began to die, I took off a few of the outer petals and put them in the biggest book I had and I hung the rose upside down to dry..and I thought about roses - how special they are - and how often we either press or dry the petals to save them...how rose petals have a silky smooth texture that is so exquisite - and how the scent often remains for years.

In our experiences with Jesus, the Rose of Sharon, He often leaves a memory behind to remind us that He was there - like our rose petals... Can you think about His "rose petals" in your life?

Experiencing Grace

I left work early so I could have some uninterrupted study time right before the final in my Youth Issues class. When I got to class, everybody was doing their last minute studying. The teacher came in and said he would review with us for just a little bit before the test. We went through the review, most of it right on the study guide, but there were some things he was reviewing that I had never heard of. When questioned about it, he said that they were in the book and we were responsible for everything in the book. We couldn't really argue with that.

Finally it was time to take the test.

"Leave them face down on the desk until everyone has one and I'll tell you to start," our prof instructed.

When we turned them over, every answer on the test was filled in! The bottom of the last page said the following:

"This is the end of the Final Exam. All the answers on your test are correct.You will receive an 'A' on the final exam. The reason you passed the test is because the creator of the test took it for you. All the work you did in preparation for this test did not help you get the A. You have just experienced...grAce."

He then went around the room and asked each student individually, "What is your grade? Do you deserve the grade you are receiving? How much did all your studying for this exam help you achieve your final grade?"

Now I am not a crier by any stretch of the imagination, but I had to fight back tears when answering those questions and thinking about how the Creator has passed the test for me.

Discussion afterward went like this: "I have tried to teach you all semester that you are a recipient of grace. I've tried to communicate to you that you need to demonstrate this gift as you work with young people. Don't hammer them; they are not the enemy. Help them, for they will carry on your ministry if it is full of GRACE!"

Talking about how some of us had probably studied hours and some just a few minutes but had all received the same grade, he pointed to a story Jesus told in Matthew 20. The owner of a vineyard hired people to work in his field and agreed to pay them a certain amount. Several different times during the day, he hired more workers. When it was time to pay them, they all received the same amount.When the ones who had been hired first thing in the morning began complaining,the boss said, "Should you be angry because I am kind?" (Matthew 20:15).

The teacher said he had never done this kind of final before and probably would never do it again, but because of the content of many of our class discussions, he felt like we needed to experience grace.

Have you thanked your Creator today because of the grace you have experienced?

Copyright 2002 Denise Banderman

Note: This is actually a true story and happened on 4/30/02 in a youth ministry class at Hannibal-LaGrange College in Missouri.

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