Avoiding the Pit Fall...Life's lessons learned the hard way.

>> Friday, November 5, 2010

Oh honey have I ever been having a journey as of late, the breaking down of walls and a break though to personal Joy. I’m giving up the fight and giving into God's leading in my life, giving up on proving myself to the things of this world and realizing how valuable I really am. If you will, take my hand as I open my heart and show you how God’s making it a beautiful place again. 
Do you remember that classic video game “Pit fall?” The goal of the game is to swing over these big pits, on the bottom are some evil things just waiting to kill you down there in the pit. If you reach up and grab hold of the vine you can swing over the pit avoiding the alligators and scorpions, good thing It’s only a video game, to be honest I don’t have the upper arm strength to swing myself over a golf hole.

Wonder if we reached up before falling into the pits of life? What if in times of pain, sadness, insecurity, arguments, fear, and doubt we first turned to God? It’s been my prayer on my own life, that like a child that has fallen cries for mommy, I cry out to Him first. It’s not an instinct for me, for the most part I cry and whine to everyone but Him and only reach for God when all else fails, I’m deep in the pit and the scorpion is about to sting. I have thought pitifully little of the person God has made me; I’ve despised myself and considered myself inferior to others. What a foolish child I have been, He has made a wonderful treasure in me and in you dear sister. We were not meant to suffer alone behind a wall of shame, God wants us to reach up for Him first, we are deserving of His grace.

When I was 17 I worked at McDonald's with a wonderful woman named Louise. Louise was an older lady, to me she looked OLD but in reality she was maybe 50. During the lunch rush things would get hairy, we would run out of Coke, someone would no-show for their shift, or a bus load of people would pull into the lot, and on a good day all of this would happen at once. If you have ever worked fast-food you know it’s the pits, the customers cab be jerks, you have to be fast, and get paid squat. Poor old Louise was not fast, however she had something I didn’t have. During stress filled moments I’d often find Louise in the back room, hands clasped together, eyes closed, head bowed.

“The drive threw is wrapped around the building, the fries are screaming, and I’m by myself, WHAT ARE YOU DOING BACK HERE!” I’d ask her sweetly.

“Praying for the Lords strength,” she would reply, take a deep breath and make her way back to the fries with a renewed sense of peace about her. I’d roll my eyes stomp back to the drive threw window, toss a sack of burgers at the waiting car, and bark into my head set “would you like fries with that?!” Part of me envied that peace Louise had, but I wouldn’t be caught dead praying in the break room, (because if you know me at all you know I was a flaming feminist atheist back then) prayer was for weak old women. HA! It’s almost painful to realize how foolish I was.

Allison DuBois (yes the woman who inspired the hit TV series “Medium”) paints a beautiful picture in her book “don’t kiss them good-bye,” of God’s hand. I won’t get into the whole psychic thing, weather her vision was true (I believe it is) or only to comfort her…it’s a powerful one.

“As I watched the towers fall, I had a vision. I saw a woman in a blazer and skirt; she was huddled on the ground next to a desk. She was scared and she was praying as the building crumbled around her. I started to feel anger that she had to die this way. In that moment I saw the strongest, kindest, golden-white light descend though the ceiling above her and as it lowered, settling over her, it took shape of a hand. In that swift and loving gesture, the woman’s fear was removed and she knew that she was no longer alone.…. The hand was that of a God whose only intention was to show some level of mercy. The hand of this higher power covered people, shielding some of them from certain death. The same hand swiftly carried over those that He needed to call home. ”

This is an extreme example of the power of God’s hand, but He can work this same power in our lives even in the simple every day. All we have to do is reach up and He will settle over you removing your fear, bringing you peace. And honey I’m here to tell you that He has pulled up some deep roots of fear from even this damaged girl. So before we fall into the pit and have to scream out to God for mercy to avoid becoming alligator supper, reach up. I’ve learned that it doesn’t matter if your praying for strength during a stress filled lunch rush or Crying out in despair over a dyeing friend's hospital bed, He hears us and is merciful.

That all sounds fine and dandy for you Michelle, but that’s just not me…I don’t Pray.

Awe well grasshopper; let’s look into that with a follow up post about Prayer, if you will humor me I’m very excited to show you how He washed away all my doubt and smacked me up side my insecure head…


Mimi November 6, 2010 at 7:40 AM  

I can't wait to hear about more of your journey!

Hugs & love,

Marlene November 6, 2010 at 8:43 AM  

I'm a believer, too...and I do believe in the power of prayer. Hugs.

(Sheesh...look at that, a comment without snark! Well, almost, anyway!)

Bossy Betty November 6, 2010 at 7:36 PM  

Love Lousie's moment of prayer! We all need those from time to time!

Rose November 8, 2010 at 2:00 PM  

back from a trip. good post. i have to admit that i sometimes will get upset and eventually pray to God. i need to dothat much sooner. it comforts me. rose

Leanne November 9, 2010 at 9:27 PM  

I read this a few days ago when you first posted it, but wasn't able to comment at that time (those darn children needed help with something! Augh!) ;)

I am so in awe of you and the lessons you share with us. You are an inspiration, and I'm so glad to know you.

DP November 12, 2010 at 4:31 PM  

Hi! Thanks for visiting my blog. Im following you back :-)

Amanda-The Nutritionist Reviews November 12, 2010 at 4:44 PM  

thanks for a great post!

I just found your blog on the Boost my Blog Friday blog hop. Have a wonderful weekend!

Amanda @ www.nutritionistreviews.com

Shanee November 12, 2010 at 5:08 PM  

Thanks for stopping by my blog today! I am now following you !

Shanee @ Adventures of a Thrifty Mommy

Mel November 12, 2010 at 6:38 PM  

Wow that was awesome. Thanks for the reminder. And thank you for the follow! I'm following now. Have a blessed weekend. Looking forward to reading your follow up!

Donna @ The House on the Corner November 12, 2010 at 7:05 PM  

Wonderful post.

Thanks so much for stopping by The House on the Corner ~ I'm following back!

Heather M November 12, 2010 at 7:10 PM  

What an great post, so inspirational, I really needed that!!! Thanks for following me!!! I'm a new follower!

Angela November 12, 2010 at 8:35 PM  

thanks for following Mommy Time Out

Self Sagacity November 13, 2010 at 1:23 AM  

I've worked at a restaurant once in my life, and I think it is a terrible job. Because people are cranky when they are hungry.

Thanks for stopping by and follow, I am following you back. Have a good weekend.

KBraden November 15, 2010 at 6:30 AM  

Thanks for the follow! I am following you back!

The Survival Mama November 16, 2010 at 6:31 PM  

So true, so true. So thankful for mercy and grace.

Thanks for swinging by my blog!
Excited to follow all your adventures now, too. (even though it took me friggin forever to get here!)

The Survival Mama

Emily Joyce November 17, 2010 at 2:00 PM  

Thanks for this thoughtful post. What a great reminder! Amazing how Louise had such an impact on you through her simple devotion and practice of her faith.

Thanks for following me! I'm happy to be following you back :)

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