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Tag: delivering

  • Anything in Return.

     

    As I walked into the Apartment Building yesterday, carrying my mail, two ladies standing in front of the wall of mailboxes met me; we all seemed to want to be in the same spot.

     

    They are knocking on the door of the lady who lives directly across from the mailboxes, in fact when I am delivering mail, no one can get by.

     

    So, the two ladies flank the door and my back is to the door as it opens answering their knock.   The woman says, “oh it is you,” to me, and then she sees the other ladies.

     

    As I delivered mail, they delivered Jehovah’s message.

     

    It had occurred to me earlier that morning that people can get lost behind the words, that words can become a mask or face to hide behind, that you then become the words.

     

    Words. 

     

    I wondered if these ladies could separate themselves from Jehovah’s words.

     

    If you dropped the words of Jehovah where would they go?

    Who are they behind this whitewall of words? 

     

    Would they not just be two nice ladies visiting?

     

    I left so grateful that I have no message to deliver, no one to save and no one I had to convince to follow me.  And I can just be a kind smiling lady delivering, but not expecting anything in return.

     

     

     

     

     

     

  • Driving on the Right Side

    To see my route from a few feet higher and a foot to the right was a whole new view.

     

    I seen the inside of mailboxes I have never seen, for their bottoms were even to the car top, and now I can look right in.  I will even be able to make sure all out going mail is out going!

     

    I feel like I have grown up and that I can now do this job like it is meant to be done, instead of with a handicap of being too short.

     

    Instead of everything being a struggle and barely in reach, it is right there.  Now I am noticing the really low ones, that were low for the car, are almost out of reach, but they are an exception.

     

    The relaxed nature of my car’s steering wheel allowed for a few degrees in each direction before it would follow, in the jeep, it responds immediately.  It kept me on my toes, no more looking for packages while driving!

     

    I only went to the passenger side a few times looking to drive from there, a reflex that has to be broken.

     

    The shifting will take some time, for the wipers came on a few times and I didn’t move an inch, but was surprised to see the washer fluid squirting up!

    Inside the jeep will also take time for me to get used to, as I find a sequence of how things will flow, when and where lunch will be served, where the stamps fit best, where out going mail basket fits best, where the small packages are easily reached, where the pen and small change will be kept, like moving into a new office space!

     

    And believe it or not, my right hip and leg were sore from all the leg work it now had to do, no more just kicking back while the left leg did it all.  Only one time, did I get in and put my right leg out to straighten me in the seat, and gun the motor, for I had stepped on the gas, and looked around for the ‘racing’ car…and it was Me.

     

    It is amazing what our bodies get used to and how creatures of habit we become.

     

    This just shows me how unaware you can become when you are in the same routine, until you change something that makes you do things differently.

     

    In a short while I will feel normal driving on the right side.

     

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