Thanksgiving...

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May your day have the "feel" of a Rockwell Painting.

God, thank you in advance, for the time today, to slow down and just "be" with each other.

I love you.

Thankful beyond words,

DCC

Doc Weems...

(DCC and Doc circa 1970)

Fine, so this is not the actual drawing of my first visit to Doc Weems in 1970, but I think this is what we might have looked like if my mom had drawn the picture while she waited.

This morning I had my bi-annual visit to the dentist- Same trip I have been making...the same office...the same chairs...quite a bit of familiarity involved. Love seeing all of my friends over there.
The lack of fear is strange to most of my friends, who cringe at the mention of going to their dentists.

The difference, I trust my mom. (and I adore my dentist.)
She dragged me and my little-bitty teeth, scared to death, at 3 years old...and told me there was nothing to fear. She would be with me. I trusted her- I still do.

(Actual drawing of Doc working on my mouth.)

God Himself says the same thing.

So, what is the difference between God telling us not to fear and promising to be with us and my mom's promise?
Not much.
I am going to trust both of them.
Their track records are spotless.

Thank you God, for big lessons in simple every day events.

Grace and Peace,
DCC

Football Time...

It's Thanksgiving time and you know what that means-

Are you ready for some football!?!?

Some of us have trouble deciding who's team we are on....

We tend to switch "uniforms"- our loyalty wavers.

You know who's loyalty never wavers? Who is always on our team?

Yep- you know it- Jesus.

Do I look like I am kidding around?

It can be exhausting trying to figure out what team you are on...

God, thank you for giving us a place to rest, in Your Arms.
Thank you for Your Son, Who remains faithful to us no matter what.

Grace and Peace,

DCC

You Want a Piece of Me?

One Body, many parts, all are important. -1 Cor 12:12-26

Have a great weekend-

Grace and Peace

DCC

Word for Word...

"Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path." Psalm 119:105

I went to dinner with Christian, Jewish and Muslim women last week.

I have the utmost respect for Judaism and Islam. I was the least familiar with Islam and quickly learned of their unwavering beliefs and deep passion. It was so refreshing to be around people who were not afraid to speak about their faith- and made no apologies for their beliefs.

At one point, early in the evening-

Someone said- "did you know there are actually people who believe The Bible word for word- cover to cover....two by two...Noah, The Ark....all of it."

It was quiet- and they looked at each other almost with a disbelief...I could almost see the cartoon bubbles above their heads, "people are so gullible....Religious Right...Fundamentalist nut jobs"
The Muslims and The Jews, however, did not flinch. You see, it was other Christians who seemed to question this. It became very clear, very quickly, that I was the minority in this group.

It was at that moment that I raised my hand- looked them square in the eye- and spilled the beans.
"I am one of those people."


I do believe it.
Cover to Cover.
Word for Word.

God, please give us the boldness needed to stand up for what we believe in. That in all things YOU may be honored and glorified. Your Word is a lamp unto my feet. Thank you-

Grace and Peace,
DCC

One Line...

So on Friday I cleared my calendar-and booked it up I-35 to Austin....for what you ask?

One Line. "My Name is-----and I am 5 years old."

When this child walked into the room and I watched her march up there, I swear I think my heart stopped. There was nothing else I could see or hear, but her.

Someone mocked my travels for this "one line"-but I assured them, I would have gone if it had been one word. Oh, by the way, the time it just took you to read that, it was over, and she was marching, accessorized by Birthday crown necklace, back to her seat.

I think God must stop everything when we speak to Him. No matter what else is going on- He is listening- His calendar is cleared. What are you waiting for to talk to Him?

Grace and Peace,

DCC

Pretty Is as Pretty Does...

My Grandmother, Momo, taught this little ditty to me as a child. It was constantly reinforced by Mom. They were and are IS still, as always, correct.

I spent the week in different types of meetings....with different "acting" and "looking" people.

I saw lots of "pretty" and lots of "ugly." None of it was physical appearance.

I invested far too much time complaining about them...and not nearly enough time focusing on myself....and looking in the mirror to see if I was "acting pretty."

God, thank you for the simple lessons of my childhood...For "looking at the heart" (1Samuel 16:7b). May my actions be "pretty" and may you be pleased with what you see in me.

Hope you have a great weekend and look "pretty"-

Grace and Peace,

DCC