Monday, September 24, 2012

Majestic Whispers...

It was Friday afternoon and a steady, gray drizzle was falling in my neighborhood.  The temperature was reading a noticeable drop and I was in the mood for a cozy evening with some candles, a good book, and snuggles with my kids.  I'd been working so hard around the house cleaning and getting things ready for a busy weekend and I was tired.  I heard the happy stomps of hoodlums on the doorsteps along with familiar good byes to friends just off the bus and I hurried to open the door, eager for hugs and what would follow.

One look at my boys' face and I knew my personal plans for relaxing may need to be shoved aside.  He poured out his bus trauma in great detail and dramatic flourish.  (He is his mother's son.  What can I say?) He confessed that the three boys that continue to dog him with mean words and name calling had continued today all the way home... and he confessed that he had called them some of those names back trying to "defend himself."  As a mother, I was instantly irritated that all of this was continuing.  After so much school involvement... but I was more frustrated with my own son for engaging and I sat him down and told him so.  I lectured him on being "above reproach" and "killing others with kindness" and "turning the other cheek" and blah, blah, blah... all the mom-ism's he KNOWS so well.  He knew.  He admitted his error and after some hugs and plans for Monday we let the matter drop because the weekend was upon us.
 
 And then came a knock at the door and a little messy haired, coat-less third grader stood on my door step, locked out of her house, needing to use my phone.  You may remember this post about Ellison.  My own personal "Mama" mission field.  Well... Ellison has a brother.  We'll call him Adam.  Adam was one of the three boys from the bus that continually picks on JJ. 

Everything in me was cringing because I knew what was coming.  Kids locked out. Again.  For the dozenth time this year so far.  Friday night.  Rain outside. No coats.  They'd have to come inside.  Indefinitely.  I'd have to feed them snacks, make sure everyone got along and deal with making sure absent parents were located.  I stood in my kitchen listening to Ellison call her father... listening to him not answer... listening to her message.  And I felt stubborn.  I scrambled for reasons to say they couldn't stay.

But then I heard it and my heart breaks in the retelling.  The Lord quietly whispered into my heart and said, "Let them in.  See what I do.  If you have not love.... you gain nothing.  Say yes.."  And so I did.  Tears are streaming as I tell you that it was one of the best afternoons we've ever had.  I pulled Adam aside and gently but firmly had a Mom talk with him.  In front of JJ, and I made sure he knew that JJ was going to be in just as much trouble if he continued engaging.  Adam solemnly nodded and then tried to blame it on another boy.  I looked him in the eye and gently told him that though that may be true... all it often takes is one person standing up for what's right and that's what I expected of him from now on.  And then we invited him in, fed them both and they proceeded to play checkers for the next two hours until parents finally showed up on my doorstep. Adam and JJ parted as newly discovered friends. 

And I could have missed it.  That whisper... it was so quiet. 

1 Corinthians 13: 1-3 "If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing."

If I make cute mugs of apple cider for my kids but have not love, I am nothing.  If I have a big barnwood table and make cute pies in jars but have not enough love and invite others in to sit at it when it's inconvenient for me, I gain nothing.  If I make my house cute, keeping out messy people who get mud on my pillows, but have not love, I am just a clanging symbol that makes a lot of annoying noise.  And I sure don't want to be that. 

Let's go through the day listening for those majestic whispers.  The heart we please when we do that is very great indeed.  

Be encouraged, 



51 comments:

  1. Amen and AMEN!! It gives me chills to read how the Lord is working in you and through the lives of these 2 neighborhood kids. HE has perfectly orchestrated you to be right where He needs and wants you. Beautiful! Praise the Lord.

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  2. Whew. What a wonderful story. I teared up reading it and wondered if I miss those whispers sometimes? So glad that you made the right choice. God is so good!

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    1. I miss em a lot sadly. Learning to tune my ear to the sounds....

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  3. ohmygoodness!!! That gave me chills and made my eyes misty!! What a beautiful story, of love and heart and obedience!! Way to go for hearing the small whisper and for heeding the call!!! May this be the beginning of amazing things for JJ, for Adam and the other boys!!! Way to love and love well!!!!!!

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  4. What a wonderful post, Sasha. Thank you for sharing your obedience to God's prompting. Our sermon series at church right now is the Cost of Following Jesus. The blessings far outweigh the cost. ♥

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  5. Thank you for being such a great example of being obedient to God's word. I hope it settles the bus issues.

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  6. Sasha: This made my day. Bless you for listening. Bless you for loving. Praying for the situation and for your continued wisdom. Take Care, Terri Watters

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    1. Aww... thank YOU for the sweetness. You bless my heart.

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  7. Teary eyed reading this. And then chills, because I have been working on that same verse, teen girl version. Wow. Love how God speaks, if we only listen.

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  8. Sasha,
    Had a hard time typing through the blurred vision. Tears that is. Thank you for your transparency. Seems you had a "Joseph" moment. (Genesis 50:20)You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives....JJ is a lucky boy to have a mom like you, but then that was no accident either :)

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  9. I love your heart girl! God is creating opportunities for those "kids" to be in your presence for good reason! you are changing lives!! Love the lessons you are teaching your kids too! You rock!

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  10. I so needed that post right now. My 14 year-old-daughter is going through a tough time with her friends. It is breaking my heart. The next time I have to face them I will remember your words. Thank you!

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  11. Tears in my eyes! I'm so very proud of you. It's so hard to listen to that whisper, isn't it? I'm going to try harder. So happy for JJ, too! =)

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  12. How lovely. Thank you for the reminder and for living out His love....so hard to do sometimes.

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  13. Well that was certainly a God moment! Thanks for the reminder and for hearing Him. I am trying to do that myself....

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  14. I want to hear how today and the bus ride goes for your JJ! That could have been just the breakthrough that was needed.

    Thanks for setting an example of doing the hard things. :)

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  15. Things happen for a reason, I really believe that. You're a good, kind, caring person and you listened. I hope a friendship grows for JJ and Adam and that Adam can show the other boys a better way. I think I need to open my heart and my mind more and listen for a whisper. There's a lot of sadness and desperation in my house right now. I need to listen. Thank you.

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  16. what a great encouragement!
    i have to admit that i have denied that small voice and undoubtedly missed out on some of the greatest blessings.
    shame on me, but thank you for the reminder.
    xoxo

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  17. Oh Sasha, I almost missed this post due to mommy duties and other house stuff going on, but something told me to read it and I am so glad that I did. The goose bumps and the warm fuzzy feeling I got, as I read your words and your obedience to that little voice, especially, "See what I can do". He is so good, SO GOOD and full of LOVE for us all. You are blessed for hearing it, blessed for doing it, & blessed for trusting. Love this. Thank you so much for sharing your afternoon. Blessings to you and the family always!

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  18. The Lord will use your obedience. Thanks for sharing that story today. What a blessing it will be to so many.

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  19. Powerful! God is using you! Keep listening for His whisper.


    :) :) :)

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  20. This post fills my heart with such joy!!! You heard His whisper and by listening, two little hearts are blessed because of you! I just sent an email to Paige the other day about God speaking to me just last week! God has been busy and I am so happy for this!

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  21. Wonderful, BEAUTIFUL!
    I know it isn't always convenient and isn't always what your first choice for plans would've been , but we also had an "Ellison". He lived in our neighborhood, went to school with our oldest son, who will be 20 in October. We "let him in", gave him food, clothes, LOVE. He was often dirty, more times than not. He was ALWAYS in need of love and we thought we were giving to him. Oh, no...he was giving to us. He had a love and a light and an attitude of LIFE , you could see it in his eyes. A beautiful boy!
    He was out one night riding his bike in the dark, on a school night. He got hit by a drunk driver. He died when he was 14. Our "Ellsion" will never be forgotten and we are still so thankful that he was a part of our family. Oh...and he gave his heart to Jesus three weeks earlier, at a youth service he had been attending. :)

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  22. I'm glad it's working out. Things always go well when you listen.

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  23. Praise God, Sasha! I remember your post about Ellison and it had such an impact on me that I shared it with friends. Certainly not a coincidence that one of the boys just happens to be her brother. :) our God is so good and it's always so cool to see how He works. What a privilege for you to open your heart and be a part of it! Michelle

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  24. i'm super proud of you. and i think the Lord is, too. xo!!!

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  25. Thank you for always sharing your beautiful heart.

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  26. My tears began to flow as I read that the wee girl (and her brother) were locked out of their home...again. Breaks my heart.

    AND I wept for what a wonderful heart YOU have. You touch people in so many wonderful ways and in my mind, God has brought these children to you so they may learn kindness and security, and so you may learn all the lessons He has planned for you as well.

    I am so blessed to be able to call you my friend and each time I read your posts I learn, I grow and my heart expands in size each time.
    One day I'd like to be able to wrap my arms around you in a warm hug and just say "thank you"
    You are an amazing, sweet, kind and wonderful person.
    xo

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  27. What an inspiring post! Lovely that this must be an answered prayer, and you will hopefully have less bully-ing going on from the neighborhood boys after this experience.

    Children are a gift from God, and they are His reward. Psalm 127

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  28. I really want to make an effort to minister to more young mamas, and would LOVE your input on my post tonight: http://www.ourjourneyoffaith.net/2012/09/musings-of-mommy-mentor.html

    thanks,

    Laurel :)

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  29. Thank you Sasha for reminding us that we need to hear Gods majestic whispers. We need to listen for them.
    JJ has a very special mama. What a wonderful example to not only your children, but this child that
    that is also involved in the bus issues. Sometimes we don't hear God's whispers and we miss those moments of being obedient ; being blessed and being a blessing to others.
    Praying that JJ will have a new friend that will stand up for him indeed. Praying for as well.
    Hugs to you sweet friend, Cheryl

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  30. I give you much credit and admiration.

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  31. Must take note on that verse, lovely inspiration for the day. Got my eye on your next posts. and that yummy apple ciders.

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  32. Well done, Mom! I'd hug you if I was in your neck of the woods, but since I'm clear across the United States, please accept a cyber-hug from me to you. I hope this week your son and his newfound friend continue to grow their relationship!

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  33. Awww...thank God for His whispers. I hear them often too, and His way is always the best way, isn't it?!
    It certainly isn't always convenient for us, but its the way that has His echo on it.
    Love never fails.
    God bless you...you make a big difference where you are and you are beautiful!

    Deborah xo

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  34. Oh Mama! What a tough thing to do, to listen to that still small voice! May your live give both boys the courage to be strong together.
    Xo,
    Shannon

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  35. This was beautiful. It's so easy to overlook and ignore that still, small voice. But the more we listen and heed His advice, the louder that voice will become. You did an amazing thing in your decision to listen; and the example you showed {not only} to the bully but also your own children--of all-encompassing kindness and compassion no matter the circumstances--has spoken volumes you may not even fully realize. Thank you so much for this blessing and reminder to us all to be bold in the face of adversity and pour out the love Christ has shown us all.

    xo Liz

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  36. THIS is God sent right here.. our entire sermon Sunday was on this VERY topic! Descrbing this very verse and being 'love of another kind..' and how lack of love find's it's way into our daily life just as you mentioned. If I make my dinner family, but grit my teeth and become bitter of the lack of help...If I volunteer for a million different things but do it out of obligation or guilt and than gripe about how plate my full is...and on and on and on. You are SO right. And you never know how your love and interception can affect another. Be encouraged!! :)

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  37. Sasha, that warmed my heart. I have a child who is picked on. I may have posted it before. She is special needs as she is a Fetal Alcohol child that we adopted at age 4. She gets picked on a lot. I feel for JJ. I know it's hard. What you did was wonderful and you have inspired me. My other daughter is older and she has issues of getting picked on sometimes as well. So I will remember your talk to the neighbor boy and will hope that if there is a time to use it I will. I already give one of the girls in my older daughter's class a ride home after school. It's brief, but gives my daughter a chance to give a friend a ride home and to chat in the backseat as all girls do.

    By the way, what is your daughter holding in her hand? Is that a craft? Thanks for posting about your son and his struggles. It helps as we struggle too, to see the positives that can come.

    Molly

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  38. WOW! Just WOW! That is the most powerful blog post I have ever read by anyone!

    Thank you, Jesus, for speaking to ME today, through Sasha!

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  39. I'd just like a "like" button here. You're such a good Momma and a good person. This story made me tear up! Thank you for sharing.

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  40. My comment is for JJ. It takes a lot of strength to forgive someone who has been so hurtful. But, you really showed a lot of character by allowing your Mom to let that boy into your house when he needed someone and a place to stay. I know that you're old enough to think about how the situation would have been different if you would have rejected and ignored him when he needed help. You made a wise choice and God will bless your faithfulness. It's amazing how much He loves us, right? I believe with my whole heart that God sent that boy to your home just for you...just for JJ. He has great plans for you. He makes no mistakes and He made no mistake in making you. If you take one thing from this situation that played out, I hope it's this - God hears your prayers and all the desires of your heart and He is always there for you.
    Sasha - this day's blog is extra touching. Thank you for sharing and for just being you.

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  41. We may live at the far ends of America from each other, but mark my words: one day in Heaven we are going to be besties. You are such an inspiration. Thank you for being open and honest with all of us 'strangers'. God is using you in mighty way my friend.
    Holly
    McCall Manor

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  42. You are a wonderful mom and a wonderful neighbor. We went through similar times with my younger son (he's 20 now) and I'm not sure I could have heard the whisper. I will bet that you interaction with that little boy made all the difference. It takes a village and you are part of it, for sure.

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  43. I loved, loved, loved this posting!! It brought tears to my eyes and joy to my heart, so much so, that I had to click a few extra buttons to get to the place where I could leave a comment and thank you for your words (and actions)of wisdom. Thanks for sharing!!
    Hugs,
    Robin

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  44. I love this story.
    Truth lived out. Truth applied!

    I miss these whispers sometimes...with my own family and definitely with people and situations that seem super inconvenient.

    Beautifully written, friend.
    praying for JJ as he walks through this with these other boys...there isn't anything more hurtful than watching our kids hurt.

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  45. This was absolutely incredible to read. Thank you so much for sharing your life.

    I think this was nothing short of a God woven miracle and it gives a mama hope for so many things that seem hopeless.

    Amazing.

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