Tag: God

  • Lord, Help Us

    Themes seem to emerge into awareness while I am doing things other than looking for themes. Like peeling potatoes for potato salad for today’s Memorial Day meal to be shared with my sister, Janis, and my brother-in-love, Larry. Or while I was out riding my bike and meeting a breed of dog that looks a lot like a hyena (Korean Jindu). Sometimes when I stop doing and put my feet up.

    Of course, everything is connected so last evening’s phone conversation with a Dharma Sister was already active in awareness. My friend had just attended a 10-day retreat where they were working with mindfulness of breathing. “Know the long and short breath.” She said it was not about the length of the breath but about what you think is a long breath or short breath. She went on to say that we are to know the whole breath body. You need to pay attention to the beginning, the middle, and the ending. They were also contemplating impermanence.

    It seems impermanence is perhaps the only true constant!

    This morning’s awareness was also shaped by my having listened to Tara Brach after the call with my friend. Tara was speaking about Inner Fire, what she also referred to as Spiritual Aspiration.

    I noticed (and after number 2 I kept count) my friend’s repetitive use of a 3-word phrase: LORD, HELP US.

    It seemed significant so I mentioned to her that she had used that phrase five times during our conversation. She had not been conscious of using it even once. I asked what the phrase means to her. She had no sense of connection to it.

    Make sure you know this blog post is not a criticism of her, or even a comment about her personally. It likely is, however, vital to her and to all of us.

    So, immediately following that conversation, it really caught my attention when Tara Brach (about 5 minutes into the talk) told of a man who was searching for something important and began to pray, “Lord, help me,” saying he would dedicate his life to service, he would be faithful, clear, true, strong – if God would answer his prayer. Moments later, the man found the item and quickly prayed again, “Never mind, God, I’ve found it.”


    A search for the phrase “God, help us” produced an interesting post by Collins Dictionary: If you say God help us, you mean that you have negative feelings about the person or situation you are talking about.

    Other ingredients in this mental stew include a draft I am working on for my next Insights article. The working title is “As a Child” and encourages looking at how experiences humans have while growing up shape beliefs that continue to operate long after they would not hold up to the light of day at an adult stage of our development.

    I did find a reference online clarifying that “Lord” in the Old Testament merely refers to someone of a higher rank. Further down the Yellow Brick Road we may look more closely at that nuance.

    Looking for an image of the phrase “Lord, Help Us” lead me to a sermon. Listening to part of the sermon, I heard how we sometimes wait a long time before we ask for help, staying in a problem that could have been been taken care of sooner, had we asked for help.

    There may not be rock solid answers provided in this post, but these ideas touch me deeply today. Lord, help us may be an invitation for all of us to benefit from greater awareness.

  • God’s Message in My Boot!

    (Reposted from Facebook with permission from Shana.)

    During my prayer time this morning, I prayed about a situation I was wrestling to get my mind around. The situation wasn’t news to God. I am pretty sure God was probably like, “Yes, Shana, I get it; we’ve talked about this before.”

    Then, as I was getting dressed for work, I grabbed a pair of boots that I have worn at least a couple of times this season, and a piece of paper fell out. It was a fortune from a fortune cookie. I’m not sure how long that piece of paper was in my boot nor how it got there, but it was a message I needed to hear.

    “Develop some flexibility in your point of view.”

    Well played, God, well played.

  • Angel in a Laundromat

    Sacred Stories

    After her young husband had died, almost 25 years earlier, she had sold their home. Preparing to leave, she looked back into their now empty living room. A folded piece of paper was lying in the middle of the floor.

    She was feeling so lonely, broken, and lost.

    She picked up the paper and unfolded it, and read, “God loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life.”

    She never knew where that folded piece of paper came from—it was just lying there in the middle of her empty living room floor. She knew that message was meant for her.

    Twenty five years later she writes about another experience:

    Today, my husband and I were in a laundromat. There was a young boy, dressed in a suit, doing his laundry. He and my husband began to talk. The young man told my husband he had gone to church and was washing and drying his clothes because their dryer had broken. That is the same reason we were there.

    The young man’s dad is was in a wheel chair.

    The young man was such a happy guy, just smiling and doing his laundry.

    I told my husband what a great kid he was, and I wondered aloud how old he was.

    As I was on the other side of the wall folding blankets, and I could hear my husband talking to the young man again. My husband said, “My wife commented on what a nice young man you are, how old are you?”

    I heard the young man say he was 14. He and my husband were still talking as I went out and loaded blankets in the car.

    When I came back in to get the rest of our clothes, my husband said the young man had told him he had a message for me.

    The message was:”God has a plan for you.”

    I almost fell over.

    To my husband, that was just something very nice that young boy said to me, but to me it was another direct message to me. I was familiar with the message.

    Thank you, God, for always reminding me you’re in control and have a plan for my life. And thank you to that beautiful angel in that young man whose words touched my heart.

    Angels are always around us if we just listen.

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Do You Know Who Your Master Is?

    Our daughter was sharing a precious “aha moment” she had recently. She works in an industry which has it’s peak adjacent to retail sales— during the months of November and December. As many who are responsible for hiring entry level workers, she has struggled to get reliable help. That has been a HUGE frustration to her, robbing her of the joy of the rest of her job. She experienced an emotional overload, had a crying time, and then an insight. Related to her responsibilities, she became aware of feeling pulled between her plant manager who was screaming for help, a co-owner who wanted to keep payroll down, and the publishers who wanted timely deliveries…. just to name a few.

    Awareness is key. Her awareness included a sentence spoken within herself that became her ticket to freedom a few days later, “I don’t know who my master is.”

    Deep Spring Center Thought for Today

    ‘You’re on a boat,’ he said. ‘The boat is riding too low on the water and there are waves. You’ve got to toss one person out. In the boat are a loved one, a person about whom you feel neutral, a person who is a difficult person, and yourself. You’re the one to decide: which one are you going to cast into the water?’

    She thought about it awhile and said, ‘There are no grounds for decision.’

    He just smiled and bowed and indicated that the interview was over.

    ‘Did I get it right?’ she wondered.

    But of course, when you get to that place where you understand your interrelationship with all beings, there are no grounds for decision. You cannot cast yourself into the shark-infested sea to save others nor can you throw others in to save yourself.

    ~ Aaron

    There are no grounds for decision.

    Like the people on the boat, every one of those needs my daughter was feeling torn between had value, but not ONE of them was more or less important than the others.

    A few days after her breakdown, she had a breakthrough. This is the insight that set her free:

    “I do know who my master is. I serve God. The plant manager is not my master. The co-owner is not my master. The publisher is not my master. My master wants me to experience peace, and joy, and to do what I can do to serve/help.”

    An aside: if you do not automatically receive the Beyond Mastery Newsletter, or if you currently receive only one email message with links to the newsletter included (rather than the email message with the links plus the individual post/s), then you will want to sign up now to receive all posts automatically. The January edition will come out at the end of this month, and it may just rock your boat. Here is the link: Sign Up Now for Beyond Mastery.

    The outer circumstances at work have not changed. She did not magically have adequate, dedicated, reliable hires. She was able to have a heart-to-heart with her plant manager, and with the company president about having recognized her real master. Theirs is a Christian organization. The name they use is God. The miracle in her life happened because she listened to God, she heard that voice within. When we listen, we have to take action. The action she took was to let herself be transformed from within.

    Included in my January article will be an invitation for others to join an online group based on the book Writing Down Your Soul: How to Activate and Listen to the Extraordinary Voice Within, by Janet Conner.

    You will know if you are ready.

  • Rain, Rain, Go Away

    Sacred Stories

    About ten days before the big party, the forecast was 100% chance of rain. When she asked her mother for help doing “frog medicine” to alter the weather pattern, her mother teased her about not trusting God with the weather. Her mother reminded her of a significant event recently. a hearing that might have resulted in the loss of a drivers license, due to a number of accidents. On the way to the hearing, the prayer was simply, “God hasn’t failed us yet.”

    She could trust God with the big stuff but not the weather? Is frog medicine more powerful than God?

    Her reply was, “Frog medicine is not more powerful than God, but I think God appreciates our help.”

    Our help in whatever is happening may be our trust….

    The result? No rain that day!

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  • Life-Saving Change of Plans

    The young couple lived very full lives managing a bed and breakfast/retreat center. One winter morning, they went to church with plans to stay for the potluck after the service, however, they decided to go straight home. Sitting down at the table for lunch, he thought he heard someone calling out but could not determine a source until he walked out the back door and realized a guest had fallen through the ice and was fighting to get out of the frigid water!

    She called 911, while he grabbed a sled and raced to the lake. Lying down on the sled, using the runners, he carefully pushed himself across the ice to the open water where his guest was now unconscious in the water. When emergency workers arrived, they threw a line and pulled them both off the ice.

    Unknown to them at that time, the guest had left the house at 12:35, fallen through the ice where some underground springs caused open water under the snow, and had been submerged in the near-freezing water for over an hour before being discovered! Using warming blankets, the emergency team worked for almost an hour trying to no avail to warm him enough to even measure his temperature. Arriving at the hospital, his internal body temperature was only up to 80 degrees.

    He regained consciousness. After spending the night in the intensive care unit under observation he was able to be discharged the following day

    When the owner of the bed and breakfast was later sharing about having arrived on the scene as they were pulling him out of the water and about his amazing recovery, someone said the body’s systems all shut down in hypothermia so that is probably what saved him, the owner quickly clarified, “It was a God thing. He is now working in full time ministry.”

    For sure, the last minute change of plans of this couple to not stay for the potluck was life-saving!