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Oct
18

Delivered from the Darkness

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There are years of my life filled with too many men, too many parties, and just too much of all manner of bad stuff. I lived out the country song “Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places” before it even existed. I walked around in pain—just wanting someone to want me.

I knew what unconditional love was all about. I’d found that love in Jesus when I was only 11 years old, but I’d drifted so far I didn’t think I could find my way back. My desire to find the total acceptance I found in Jesus turned me into that super-needy, clingy girl who would do anything to get a guy—and most anything to keep one. And for the record, none of my tricks worked. Every one of them backfired. I ended up alone over and over—and more miserable then when I started.

With each bad relationship, a little more of my self died. With each time I begged a guy to stay, a little piece of my self-respect was ripped away. I would love to tell you this only happened a time or two—but it happened more times than I care to count. I remember many of them, and they are all painful—but praise the Lord, God redeems! But let’s get back to the story.

I wanted a relationship. I felt like a part of me was missing—because it was. I was missing Jesus in my life. I just didn’t know it. I thought about God, church, and the Bible from time to time, but I’d gone so far I just didn’t know how to make it back.

I would go out of my way to drive through church parking lots. As I slowly rolled by the stained glass windows and oversized double doors, I would remember my days in church. I didn’t know if church was the answer, but I knew something had to give. Life was hard—and it soon got much harder.

A baby, a failed marriage—yes, in that order—made the next years a struggle. I managed to break away from an abusive husband and slowly begin to find my way back to God.

That first Sunday back in church was like coming home. I knew what had been missing—it wasn’t a man, it was Jesus. I still remember bowing my head and praying for Jesus to give me that second chance—but He’d never taken away my first chance. I prayed for forgiveness and promised to follow Him faithfully.

I’ve stumbled and I’ve fallen as I’ve followed Jesus. I’ve stepped into sinful seasons with eyes wide open and I’ve tripped over my own good deeds. Through all of it God has been my faithful deliverer.

I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry.He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand (Psalm 40:1-2).

His love pursued me. His love saved me. His loved delivered me.

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Aug
15

Where’s the Church?

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by Mary Snyder

Before I was the fun-loving, traveling author and speaker, I led a double life. Before you start thinking anything odd, let me explain my double life.

I was writing my book, God, Grace, and Girlfriends: Adventures in Faith and Friendships and blogging for Girls Getaway Cruise and serving as the director of the CASA program, where we worked with abused and neglected children. So, that was my double life—fun lover writer/blogger and director of a program that works with horrendous cases of child abuse. They are two very opposite ends of life—one happy and fun and the other filled with sorrow, sadness, and horror.

Working so closely with foster care gave me insight into a group of people I’d never considered before—foster children. More than 400,000 children are in foster care and many of them grow up in the foster care system. In fact, this year approximately 20,000 children will get too old for foster care and will be sent out on their own.

These are the children who grew up in the system. These are the young people whose parents never could get it together enough to get them back home. These are the children who weren’t adopted. Once out and living on their own, approximately half of these children will end up homeless. Many will end up in jail, become unwed mothers, go on welfare, become addicts, or abuse their own children. Again I ask: “Where’s the church?”

These children have no family and where’s their church family? Who helps them get a job, an education, a place to live? Sure, they have social workers to help them transition, but don’t these kids deserve something more? Who hugs them when things go bad? Who talks with them about the little things in life—and the big things? Who prays for them?

“Where’s the church?”

What if 25,000 churches said, “Let’s reach outside these walls and love one former foster child who has no one.” Consider the impact.

But let’s be realistic. Churches are large bodies of people that move slowly. What if just 25,000 church members said, “I’ll do it”? Consider the impact.

But it’s easy to overlook foster children. After all, most people don’t interact with them on a regular basis. After I left my job working with abused and neglected children, it became much easier to overlook them. I got busy doing good work—leading Bible study, writing Christian books, speaking at Christian events—and I lost sight of the needs surrounding me until the Lord reminded me again with a Facebook update of a former foster care child.

This child is doing well, but she still struggles. Who wouldn’t struggle after five foster homes in seven years? She makes it because a church family cares enough to make her a priority.

“Where’s the church?” This body can answer, “We are here!”

What about us? Maybe you’re not called to foster children. But God has a plan for you and your life. He wants you and me to move beyond the comfortable and into serving His people.

How can we be the church?

Be willing to step out of the comfortable. Are you willing to be uncomfortable? Maybe it’s a physical discomfort like working in the heat to help with a rebuilding. You could be like me and find it emotionally uncomfortable to work with abused children. I spent the first year in tears, but God used my time to show me a need.

Ask God to show you a need. Pray for God to open your eyes to the needs right around you. You will be surprised at what He will show you.

Meet the needs God reveals to you. When God calls you to something, He will equip you for that work. He will provide you with the wisdom, discernment, and skills to meet that need. Does that mean you are all things to all people? No, but you can point people to the resources they need.

When the question is asked, “Where’s the church?” let’s stand together and say, “We are here!”

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Jul
12

Authentic Living: Why I Don’t Have It All Together

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by Mary Snyder

“You just have it all together.”

I laughed when a new friend said this to me recently. We’d spent our Bible study session talking about living authentically.

She only sees Mary, the Bible study leader. If she knew how I spent my early 20s, she certainly wouldn’t think that.

The Real Deal
I have one of those testimonies. I’m a girl with a story—a long, drama-filled one. I don’t walk around telling people about it—it’s not a great icebreaker. Hi, I’m new here. I’ve been divorced and I’ve spent more than a night or two on a barstool. But Jesus has redeemed my past.

I think it’s just a bit much for that initial meeting. Truthfully, when is a good time to bring up my misspent young adult years?

I found my way to Jesus as a young girl but my late teen and younger adult years were filled with bad decisions and sin-filled choices. I came back to Jesus as a young married woman and the church became a part of my life. I remember those women who seemed to have it all together. They always had the right thing to say, and they knew just what to do in any situation. They knew all the words to the hymns and could turn to the book of Habakkuk without ever looking in the table of contents.

I was awestruck by them—and intimidated. I figured they could never understand a girl with a past like mine.

But I discovered these women were more like me than I’d ever imagined. The Lord used a women’s retreat to change my view of the world. Three of our leaders shared their stories with honesty and authenticity—stories of bad decisions and wrong choices. One shared a story that was much like my own. She didn’t sugarcoat or glorify her past mistakes. She shared them as a showcase of God’s redeeming grace.

Over the years, I’ve learned most of the words to the popular hymns; I’m pretty good at handling situations; and I can even find Habakkuk. But I don’t want anyone to think I have it all together—I don’t. (Just ask my family or take a look at my messy desk.)

What Authenticity Means to Me
I want people to know that I have a redeemed past and I walk in the freedom of faith in Christ. Anything that seems together about me is because of Jesus. He alone saved me from a path of self-destruction and He alone gets the glory.

Living authentically is a popular phrase, and I’m certain it means different things to different people. For me it means:

Embrace the past, both the good and the bad.
Walk in the freedom of God’s saving grace.
Use your story wisely.

I listen for opportunities to share my story. I wait for the Lord to open doors. I want women to know Christ redeems the past and replaces it with a future filled with freedom.

About the Author
Mary Snyder’s busy blog is one of multiple ways crowds of women connect with this leader’s message of hope, joy, and adventure in Jesus Christ. As Premier Christian Cruises Girl’s Get-A-Way group coordinator, contest director, and girlfriend leader, Mary has a following that’s near, far, and across cultures.

When she’s not cruising, she can be found at home with family near Birmingham, Alabama. Her first release from New Hope Publishers is God, Grace, and Girlfriends.

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Jun
20

Loving Without a But

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by Mary Snyder

I may have to love her, but I don’t have to like her.

I’ll love her, but I’ll do it from far away.

I will love the sinner, but I will make a big deal of letting him know I personally hate the sin.

These are a few of the partial truths I’ve spoken through the years. I knew the Scriptures about loving others and loving my enemies, but I was much better at loving my friends.

John 13:34–35 reads: “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” (NIV1984)

It’s easy for me to love people who believe what I believe and think the way I think. It’s easy to love people who mirror me—middle-class, churchgoing, Jesus-following, and conservative. It’s the people who are different from me that I once struggled to love. People who lived differently, loved differently, and believed differently. Without common ground, I couldn’t find a way to love them.

Jesus knew I’d have this struggle so He met it head on in Matthew 5:44: “But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.” (NIV1984)

Does this mean I’m to love people who aren’t like me? Yes. And not only love those who aren’t like me, but love those who are my enemies. Does this mean I’m to love a person who has attacked my character? A person who’s cheated me? Someone who’s lied about me? Yes to all 3.

No Buts About It

Living out Jesus’ command in John 13 requires me to love without the but.

I will love her, but I don’t have to like her and I will also like her. I will love her and like her even if she’s very different from me or our personalities clash. I’ll remember that I have some serious character flaws of my own and the Lord continues to love me right in the middle of all my mess.

I’ll love her, but I’ll do it from far away and I’ll do it personally. Loving people Christ put in my life means I have to love them up close. Love is an action verb. If I’m so far away that the other person never sees my actions, then is it really love?

I will love the sinner, but I will make a big deal of letting him know I personally hate the sin and I’ll leave conviction to the Lord. Love one another. It’s a simple command. There are no additions to it. I won’t condone another’s sin, and I can appropriately share truth from God’s Word to him or her, but it’s also not my job to condemn the person.

Loving the easy people is something we can do in our strength. It doesn’t showcase Christ in our life. Loving my enemies is not something I can do on my own. It requires a constant inpouring from the Holy Spirit.

Loving people is a witness to Christ’s redeeming grace. It’s not about me; it’s all about Him.

Mary Snyder’s busy blog is one of multiple ways crowds of women connect with this leader’s message of hope, joy, and adventure in Jesus Christ. As Premier Christian Cruises Girl’s Get-A-Way group coordinator, contest director, and girlfriend leader, Mary has a following that’s near, far, and across cultures. When she’s not cruising, she can be found at home with family near Birmingham, Alabama. Her first release from New Hope Publishers is God, Grace, and Girlfriends.

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May
21

Avoid the Mommy Comparison Trap

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by Mary Snyder

For years I wanted to be that mom. You know her: The one who seems to have it all together.

Her children are dressed like fashion plates with matching bows and color-coordinated backpacks. She shows up at every school party with her delicious homemade cookies iced with the monogram of each child. She serves on every committee, juggles all her commitments, bakes, sews, scrapbooks and still manages to look fashionable all the time.

I wanted to be her, but I never made it. I was thrilled when I found a bow that didn’t clash with my daughter’s outfit—yellow and purple match, right? My girls were lucky if I remembered to bring store-bought cookies to the party. When I tried juggling I usually ended up in a heap surrounded by failed attempts. And fashionable? I considered myself fashionable when I managed to match my T-shirt with my bleach-dotted sweatpants.

My desire to be that mom stretched into areas beyond my own performance. I wanted my girls to have the right friends, be in the right groups, and belong to the right clubs. But what does “right” mean?

For me, it meant I wanted my girls to be popular because I equated popularity with happiness. Actually, I was more interested in my happiness than in the happiness of my daughters. Yes, it sounds selfish because it was selfish. I wanted to be accepted into the in crowd, and I thought my entrance would come if I could just do it all “right.”

A Heart Change

My parenting suffered through those years as I sought the praise of others. I loved my girls but was constantly comparing myself to those around me and I was coming up short—or so I thought. My comparison was based on baking skills, fashion purchases, and my ability to create cute hairstyles for my girls. I wasn’t looking at the truth of motherhood—the heart.

It was for freedom that Christ set us free; therefore keep standing firm and do not be subject again to a yoke of slavery.—Galatians 5:1 (NASB)

I am thankful the Lord turned my life around when I was still a young mom. The whole world looked different when I started putting Christ first. The opinion of others no longer held much importance in my life. I started praying more and worrying less.

No longer did it matter if I created the most amazing gift bags for the 3rd-grade party. It mattered that I sat down to listen to an 8-year-old girl tell me all about her day. It didn’t matter if I served as the president of the PTA. It did matter when I took a day off to just hang out with my girls.

Being a mom is hard. Being a mom in the company of other moms can be brutal. We all want to fit in and be accepted. We want everyone to love our children and love us. It’s hard not to fall into the trap of comparing yourself, but don’t fall!

God has a plan for every mom out there. He has a plan for each of your children. He loves them even more than you do. Trust Him. Focus your heart on Him and He will guide your steps.

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Apr
30

Connecting on the Road Less Traveled (Or, Why Are You Still Driving the Interstate?)

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by Mary R. Snyder

Twelve days traveling old Route 66—the land of iconic motor court motels, remnants of old roadside attractions, and 2,500 miles of open road. It’s a road trip I’ll never forget.

I packed up the rental car, picked up my girlfriend, and we hit the road looking for adventure. We found it. From April 12–24, we drove through dust storms in Texas, across more than a thousand miles of desert, maneuvered our way onto a 1930s unpaved section of old Route 66, painted Scripture at Cadillac Ranch in Texas, and we rode a 1940s train to the Grand Canyon.

We found adventure everywhere from the road to the rest stops. We slept in a teepee, a caboose, a 1930s motor court, and the 1920s hotel that housed the stars as they filmed Westerns. We stopped to walk the now-empty grounds and photograph the remains of roadside attractions that once beckoned people with promises of the biggest, the best, or just the most. It’s a fun place out there on the old road where it’s more about adventure than the destination.

While the old motels, ruins, and miles of history were all fascinating, it was the people who grabbed hold of my heart. We talked, laughed, listened, and shared. Their faces are still in my heart, and I pray they will remain there.

There’s the young, Navajo woman with a name that means brave and the California couple who are traveling across America on the back roads.
I listened to the stories of a 6th-generation Louisianan who now makes his home in an eclectic artist community in New Mexico.
I hugged a young girl who’s homeless but proud. I asked her about Jesus, and I pray that He is keeping her safe tonight.
I visited with a champion washtub player who won’t likely see another winter.
I chatted with a former astronaut’s wife and met more new girlfriends than I thought possible.

Connecting.

That’s what Route 66 now means to me. It’s forgoing the high-speed interstate for the slower paced byway. It’s about the connections we make when we slow down and take time to engage with the people God places in front of us.

God calls us to an adventure in faith. We (and this is me too!) get so caught up in figuring out God’s will for our lives that we miss the Route 66 adventure God has for us.

The Lord is placing wondrous sights before you. Are you missing them because your focus is on the destination rather than on the adventure in daily living?

Pull back, slow down, and ask God to show you the adventure in every one of your days. . . or rather, every minute within your day.

Ask the Lord to show you His will in everything you do from the simplest to the most challenging. God is right there—He wants us to experience abundant life in Him—but we can’t do that if we’re racing down the interstate and refuse to pull onto the road less traveled.

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Mar
27

Take the Heart Gauge Quiz

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by Mary R. Snyder

I love church. From the preaching and teaching to the worship and music, church is the place I can rest, refresh, and get rejuvenated for the week ahead.

Church is the place I love to connect. There’s something so precious about building relationships with my sisters in Christ. We may not have one thing in common, beyond a love for Jesus—but that alone should be enough.

Sad that’s not always the case. There are times when Christians fight, backbite, and are just downright mean.

As believers we must make it our business to love one another. This can be our greatest witness to a nonbelieving world. The way we treat one another is a picture of our heart. What do nonbelievers see when they look at you and your relationship with your sisters in Christ? How do you treat others in the body?

Those who don’t know the Lord are not impressed with the number of Bible studies you’ve led or the amount of Scripture you can quote. They aren’t impressed that you serve on 6 committees, sing in the choir, and teach Sunday School. People who don‘t know the Lord are looking at how you treat others in the good times and in the bad times. This is their gauge. How do you measure up?

Heart Gauge: Where are you?

Wholehearted—love people where they are. Try to find the good in all, but you are realistic and accept people as human and imperfect. You forgive those who hurt you and move on.

Halfhearted—love most people where they are. Look for good in most situations. Often try to make people fit into your idea of righteous. Struggle with holding grudges and forgiving people who hurt you.

Hard-hearted—refuse to accept anyone who doesn’t fit into your idea of righteous. Holds grudges and won’t forgive.

These are 3 very broad, simplistic categories, and it’s possible that you fall between two of these. But what if this is the only gauge someone has for you? Strip away all the church stuff, all the community stuff, and just look at how you treat others—what’s there?

Trust me, I know. I’ve given myself this very test and I’ve failed. Some months are better than others, but I’ve been the worst: gossiping about fellow Christians, judging my friends, and manipulating situations and people. And I’ve been on the receiving end of these as well.

God took me down a road—a long, heartbreaking road where I saw my actions for what they are—sin. I learned the hard way, but oh how I learned. I pray daily that the Lord give me the ability and the grace to love others right where they are, just like He loves me right in the middle of my messy life.

Does this mean I agree with the actions of all my fellow Christians? No, of course not. I can disagree with a person and still love them. We can disagree and find a way to work through our differences with love and respect.

How can we reach out to those who are lost if we can’t even get along with one another?

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Feb
10

3 Warning Signs of a Poisonous Friendship

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by Mary R. Snyder

I wanted to be her friend. It was my focus and my plan. I wrapped my plotting in good intentions with thoughts and statements like: We need to make her feel welcome and It’s hard being the pastor’s wife.

I wanted to be her ally, her closest confidante, and her best friend. My motives had nothing to do with her and everything to do with my selfishness. I thought her friendship would elevate my status. I made it my mission to make it happen.

Here’s the thing with such a focused mission—you quickly become blinded to any thing and everything that might interfere with your singular goal. I let the little warning signs slip by. I disregarded the half-truths I told (which are whole lies). I turned a deaf ear to wise counsel from trusted friends.

I didn’t consider how my selfish actions would impact all those around me—my girlfriends, Bible study girls, my family, and my own testimony. The noxious fallout resulting from my selfish actions was great.

Here are a few warning signs I disregarded:

The dangers of WIFM

WIFM is an acronym for what’s in it for me. When you approach a friendship with a what’s-in-it-for-me attitude, you are placing unfair expectations on the other person. What do you hope to achieve from the friendship? Are you hoping to use this person as a building block to get what you want, be it status or access to a group. That does not sound very Christ-like does it?

Friendships aren’t built on using people to gain access to people or status (or power or influence or wealth.) And they aren’t the building blocks of your self worth. We are all valued for who we are in Christ.

Out-of-order priorities

When a friendship regularly takes precedence over family or other valued relationships, it’s time to step back and reconsider. Certainly, there are times for friends, but when you often sacrifice family (or spouse) time for a friend, then your priorities are out of order.

Your family deserves more than that, and a true friend would not ask you to choose between her and them.

Minimal Jesus time

If you find you’re spending less and less time with Jesus, ask yourself why. For me, I was running from the reality that I was in a bad relationship. Instead of working it out in prayer with Jesus, I ran away.

I didn’t want to pray; the conviction was too much to handle. I didn’t want to read Scripture, because the Bible pointed out that I was heading down the wrong path. I knew I was traveling the wrong road, but I didn’t want to stop.

My selfish motives came from my own insecurities. I thought this friendship would make me more valued and important. It did neither. But out of all the heartbreak and brokenness, I learned some very valuable lessons. Now God is using me and the mess caused by my selfishness for His good glory.

Her first release from New Hope Publishers is God, Grace, and Girlfriends. Check out a podcast wtih Mary on the subject of finding great girlfriends by God’s grace.

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Jan
18

What Kind of Light Are You? The 6 Lights of Friendship

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by Mary R. Snyder

I love good light.

Every morning the first thing I do is open all the blinds in my house. I want to see the light spill into the room.

However, when I recently discovered some additional lines on my face I wanted to jerk the blinds down and use only candles for lighting!

After some thought, I determined the darkness would keep me from seeing the lines, but it wouldn’t make them fade. So, I took action and bought a strong magnifying mirror complete with high-wattage lighting, just so I could inspect those wrinkles more closely.

I soon realized the megamirror made tiny lines look like major crevices. Therefore, I went back to opening the blinds, letting the natural light shine in, and made a decision to invest in some good eye cream.

Good light shows things just as they are —like those tiny lines on my face. We are called to be the light to the world. We don’t need to magnify the tiny or minimize the important. Just light it up and God will do the rest.

Light Up a Friendship

In my relationships, I wonder if I’m more of a megawatt bulb or a tiny tea light. I decided I’ve been both—and I’ve had friends who’ve done the same. Some shined so brightly it hurt my eyes to look at them and others were so dim I almost had to strike a match to find them.

I’ve been a few different types of lights in my friendships, maybe you’ve seen me around:

Spotlight—obnoxiously bright. This brilliant light emphasizes every tiny speck and dot. She’s the girl who quickly points out the flaws in others, but keeps herself behind the glare.
Lighthouse—swings a wide arc of light to showcase danger. She shows you the dangers and moves on. She’s a great friend to have. She doesn’t dwell on the problems, just casts a light over them, and let’s you decide if you want to take the risk.
Laser pointer—focused. She may highlight your greatest attribute or your biggest flaw, but she has a singular focus. She can be your greatest advocate or your biggest stumbling block.
Flashlight—shines bright but can dim quickly. She’s great to have around when it’s too dark to know the way. She is trustworthy and true; don’t overwork her, but trust her. She’s a workhorse.
Candlelight—soft, flickering and great for hiding flaws. She’s the friend who doesn’t push too hard or ask too much. Low on light and low on challenge.
Lamplight—casts a warm pool of light. She’s friendly and neither too bright nor too dim. She’s the girl who sees you for who you are and loves you right where you are.

I’ve stood behind the harsh spotlight as I pointed out the flaws of others. I’ve pointed a laser on a molehill and made it look like a mountain. These days I’m trying to be the lamplight. I want to cast a warm light and make those around me feel loved.

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Dec
14

Are You Too Busy to Connect with Others?

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by Mary R. Snyder

We were new to the church.

I was no longer the woman in charge of Bible study, women’s ministry, or any of a host of other projects I’d managed with our previous church body. I was just Mary.

I didn’t have a passel of girlfriends to talk with before the service started or a group to chat with after. I had my family, but no girlfriends.

In this new place, I slowed down enough to look around. What I saw broke my heart and changed the way I connect with people.

She brushed by me with a quick “Hi, glad you’re here,” but she never made eye contact. I watched her slip around a few others with the flash of a smile as she made her way across the room. She stopped and spoke to a couple of women before rushing off to whatever important mission called her name.

She was busy.

She didn‘t have time to stop and talk with newcomers. She had important things to do, just like I once did. Oh, Lord was that me? And He spoke right into my heart, Yes, dear child.

I was once the busy woman with a smile on her face who never had time to look anyone in the eye. It wasn’t that I didn‘t want to look, I was afraid of what I might see there. What if the person needed something? I didn’t have time for that.

I understood this busy woman because I was just like her. My heart broke for her and my heart broke for me. In all the busyness, I missed the people.

The Lord began to open my eyes to the people He places in my path every day and the blessings I will miss if I don’t take the time to stop and connect.

These days I try to:

Look at the person right in front of me. Don’t look over her shoulder for the woman you want to meet. Engage the one in front of you.
Stop what I’m doing. I’ve often asked, “How are you?” when I truly did not want to know the answer. I asked while digging money out of my wallet or while flipping through a stack of paper. Now, I try to stop what I’m doing and then ask a question.
Listen to the answer. I do my best to stand still and look the person in the eye while she speaks. And, yes, I do sometimes struggle to pay attention when the answer goes on a bit longer than I’d imagined. The connection is worth the few extra minutes of time.
Respond in love. Maybe she’s negative or complaining—don’t dismiss it. Remember you don’t know what she’s going through. Speak kindly and pray for her.

Please know that I still struggle to focus on the person the Lord places in front of me. I want to connect, but many times it’s just with the people I choose, not the people the Lord has for me. I’m learning to trust God’s plan for connections, but it’s a matter of daily prayer. It’s a giving over of my will to His much bigger plan.

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