You know how sometimes people refer to the person who brought them to the Lord as their "Spiritual Father", or "Spiritual Mother"?
Well I'd like to refer to the person who got me started in this whole bloggy thing as my "Blog Mama". And my blog mama, Marybeth, is currently posting "good things" on her blog. Making it a point to see and mention those good things that happen in every day life. I thought that was a great idea, so I decided to join her on that journey.
So, for me, today's good thing is that I got to go to lunch and play miniature golf ALL AFTERNOON with my boss, a couple of other sales reps, and one of my very favorite clients, Jill, who by the way, in reference to my last post, pays her bills on time.
Work has been seriously overwhelming in recent days, and to take an afternoon off and actually SCHEDULE some fun was SOOOO refreshing!! and the other good thing is it was my BOSS'S idea! What a great boss!
We had SO MUCH FUN, and fun is GOOD!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Faithful Always
God is so much more faithful to me than I am to Him.
I'm a 100% commission salesperson. If our clients don't pay their bills in 90 days, I lose my commission. Which means I sold the advertising, and handled everything that takes place from the point of sale to getting the client on the air, and making sure their spots air correctly, then if they don't pay in 90 days, I've basically done all the work for FREE.
Yesterday as I looked at my accounts receivables I had close to $30,000 from one particular client of mine that had not been paid. It was Thursday, May 28th, if the money was not in the house by the end of the day Friday, I would lose approximately $3,000. My first thought was, "there is no way this money is going to be in the house by tomorrow." I mean, if I were to call them immediately, they would have to overnight the check to make that happen, and I couldn't see them doing that.
I was mad at myself for the oversight. I was mad at my job for the seemingly stupid rule. And I wasn't very happy with God for He, more than anyone, knew how hard I had worked at my job, and how could He let this happen?
So, I prayed what has been my favorite prayer all year. Seriously. I prayed this prayer while auditioning girls for the all female praise band. I prayed this prayer while sorting thru some tough issues with the praise band. I have prayed this prayer MULTIPLE times as I have lived through 2009. It's a simple prayer. Let me share it with you, here are the words:
"Father...help." "help."
And then I called the client. The check had been mailed on the 20th of May. That was my first Hallelujah. But why didn't we have it? So, I called my boss...he checked again. The money was there. It was already there before I freaked out about it. While I was in the "Freak out" stage, the money was there all along, my report that had been printed out for me was incorrect. Why am I so quick to doubt His provision, and His faithfulness.
He is so much more faithful to me than I am to Him.
What is your current concern? Try my prayer, "Father...help."
Lord, You are faithful always.
Here's a song we've been singing in church for the last few months. I don't think it's out on CD yet, but due out anytime. I did, however, finally find it on Youtube.
I'm a 100% commission salesperson. If our clients don't pay their bills in 90 days, I lose my commission. Which means I sold the advertising, and handled everything that takes place from the point of sale to getting the client on the air, and making sure their spots air correctly, then if they don't pay in 90 days, I've basically done all the work for FREE.
Yesterday as I looked at my accounts receivables I had close to $30,000 from one particular client of mine that had not been paid. It was Thursday, May 28th, if the money was not in the house by the end of the day Friday, I would lose approximately $3,000. My first thought was, "there is no way this money is going to be in the house by tomorrow." I mean, if I were to call them immediately, they would have to overnight the check to make that happen, and I couldn't see them doing that.
I was mad at myself for the oversight. I was mad at my job for the seemingly stupid rule. And I wasn't very happy with God for He, more than anyone, knew how hard I had worked at my job, and how could He let this happen?
So, I prayed what has been my favorite prayer all year. Seriously. I prayed this prayer while auditioning girls for the all female praise band. I prayed this prayer while sorting thru some tough issues with the praise band. I have prayed this prayer MULTIPLE times as I have lived through 2009. It's a simple prayer. Let me share it with you, here are the words:
"Father...help." "help."
And then I called the client. The check had been mailed on the 20th of May. That was my first Hallelujah. But why didn't we have it? So, I called my boss...he checked again. The money was there. It was already there before I freaked out about it. While I was in the "Freak out" stage, the money was there all along, my report that had been printed out for me was incorrect. Why am I so quick to doubt His provision, and His faithfulness.
He is so much more faithful to me than I am to Him.
What is your current concern? Try my prayer, "Father...help."
Lord, You are faithful always.
Here's a song we've been singing in church for the last few months. I don't think it's out on CD yet, but due out anytime. I did, however, finally find it on Youtube.
Friday, May 22, 2009
She Never Called Me By My Name...
This week we lost a beloved member of our church and our community, as Margaret Thornsburg passed away. She had prayed for Jesus to take her home to be with Him, and He answered that prayer.
As I think of Mrs. Thornsburg, there are some memories that come to mind. One is that her daughters used to babysit me. Another is, of course, a memory that many others have of her as well, she was my English teacher in high school. But the memory that stands out the most to me about Mrs. Thornsburg, is that she NEVER called me by my name. Ever.
From the time she taught my English class when I was a Freshman in high school, 'til the time she passed away, she always called me "Barbara". She knew that my very favorite singer/entertainer was (and still remains to be) Barbara Mandrell. So that's what she called me. Not Missy. Not Melissa. Barbara.
So, when John (our preacher) called to tell me that her daughters had asked me to sing at the funeral, they had also told him that she always referred to me as Barbara.
Today, as we honored her life, I was honored to sing at her funeral. It seemed such an appropriate ending to our relationship here on this Earth...that I, Missy/Barbara would have the chance to sing for her one more time....'til I see her again.
As I think of Mrs. Thornsburg, there are some memories that come to mind. One is that her daughters used to babysit me. Another is, of course, a memory that many others have of her as well, she was my English teacher in high school. But the memory that stands out the most to me about Mrs. Thornsburg, is that she NEVER called me by my name. Ever.
From the time she taught my English class when I was a Freshman in high school, 'til the time she passed away, she always called me "Barbara". She knew that my very favorite singer/entertainer was (and still remains to be) Barbara Mandrell. So that's what she called me. Not Missy. Not Melissa. Barbara.
So, when John (our preacher) called to tell me that her daughters had asked me to sing at the funeral, they had also told him that she always referred to me as Barbara.
Today, as we honored her life, I was honored to sing at her funeral. It seemed such an appropriate ending to our relationship here on this Earth...that I, Missy/Barbara would have the chance to sing for her one more time....'til I see her again.
Psalm 119:89-96
89-96 What you say goes, God, and stays, as permanent as the heavens. Your truth never goes out of fashion; it's as up-to-date as the earth when the sun comes up. Your Word and truth are dependable as ever; that's what you ordered—you set the earth going. If your revelation hadn't delighted me so, I would have given up when the hard times came. But I'll never forget the advice you gave me; you saved my life with those wise words. Save me! I'm all yours. I look high and low for your words of wisdom. The wicked lie in ambush to destroy me, but I'm only concerned with your plans for me. I see the limits to everything human, but the horizons can't contain your commands!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Lil' Joshy made the news!
Yesterday I bought flowers, and Josh begged me to let him help plant them last night. While begging me, he informed me that we needed to call "811" before we started digging.
I said, "where did you hear that at?" He proceeded to tell me that they had planted some stuff at school today, and had talked about it.
Today when I got to work, I found him on our website. (must have been a slow news day) :-)
Here's a link to the video, when the box first comes up, Josh is the boy closest to the building.
http://www.wthitv.com/dpp/news/news_wthi_marshall_students_dig_for_important_lesson_200905181802
I said, "where did you hear that at?" He proceeded to tell me that they had planted some stuff at school today, and had talked about it.
Today when I got to work, I found him on our website. (must have been a slow news day) :-)
Here's a link to the video, when the box first comes up, Josh is the boy closest to the building.
http://www.wthitv.com/dpp/news/news_wthi_marshall_students_dig_for_important_lesson_200905181802
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