Finding Treasure

When I got home from work the other day my husband informed me that he had knocked my jewelry box over while vacuuming.

The first thought that went through my head was that I wanted to choke him. But the look on his face as he pointed to the pile of jewelry on his dresser while breaking the news caused a second thought to go through my head… It was just a jewelry box and I needed to let it go.

I must admit that even though I decided to try let it go and not say anything mean to him there was still a part of me that was really angry with him for not being more careful!

And once I opened the drawers and saw that everything else inside the box was now jumbled up mess the idea of keeping my mouth shut became even harder!

Now, this is where things begin to get interesting….

As I began the task of matching pairs of earrings together and untangling necklaces I realized that I have collected quite a lot of jewelry over my 53 years of life. I began finding things I had forgotten I had or that were gifts from different people in my life.

Suddenly instead of cleaning up a mess I was on a journey down memory lane and a pile of dumped jewelry had somehow become a pile of treasure, and I was having fun!

Later that day I told my husband that when he had first told me he’d dumped my jewelry box I was really upset with him, but that now I had changed my mind and instead I was thankful that he had dumped it 🙂

Pick Up Your Mat and Walk

Some time later, Jesus went up to Jerusalem for one of the Jewish festivals. Now there is in Jerusalem near the Sheep Gate a pool, which in Aramaic is called Bethesda[a] and which is surrounded by five covered colonnades. Here a great number of disabled people used to lie—the blind, the lame, the paralyzed.  One who was there had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there and learned that he had been in this condition for a long time, he asked him,“Do you want to get well?”

“Sir,” the invalid replied, “I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me.”

Then Jesus said to him, “Get up! Pick up your mat and walk.” At once the man was cured; he picked up his mat and walked. John 5:1-8

I used to be a different person. I used to feel like crap every morning because I used to drink alcohol every night. I remember when God placed it in my heart that I needed to change. He could have immediately taken the crave for alcohol away…but he didn’t. First I had to want to stop. I had to make up my mind to stop and then say, ‘I’m done living like this.” And then I had to be the one to take the first step toward recovery. Once I made the decision that I was going to stop that was the moment he began helping me stop.

He stood beside me constantly during the struggle to quit but I still had to be the one to consciously make the choice to quit every single day. Over time I’ve lost the crave to drink but I still to this day have to be aware of that decision because there are still times in my life that alcohol is placed before me and a glass of wine or a margarita still look quite tasty to me but I do know that quick moment of taste across my lips is just not worth it and will never taste as good as I feel now.


Over the past 6 years I’ve had 5 knee surgeries for torn meniscus and arthritis.  I have asked God hundreds of times to cure me. I have placed my hands on my knees and said, “God, please take this pain away and cure me.”

I truly believe he could have instantly cured me, but he still didn’t do it.

I also knew that I could have had knee replacement surgery but I didn’t want to do that.

The surgery seemed really scary and I also knew it would take months before I would get well. I was also afraid of the pain so many people had warned me about. But in the meantime what I didn’t realize is that the pain I would end up in from not having the surgery would be probably just as bad or worse.

Over time I began finding that standing was becoming harder and I couldn’t go to the grocery store or ball games or anything that required a lot of walking without being in excruciating pain. And my balance was gradually going away too.

While I was sitting around being afraid of the surgery the things I worried would happen from the surgery were happening to me anyway!

A few months ago I had a terrible fall in which I landed on my face. That was the day that I finally made the decision to have the surgery.

Knee number 1 was replaced September 19.

It’s been 4 weeks today since the surgery and I woke up this morning realizing that I may finally be over the worst part of it. As expected the past 4 weeks have been really hard and required a whole lot of work on my part. Over the past 4 weeks, I have learned a lot about suffering (I’ll save that for another blog) and I have also learned what it’s like to humble myself and let others take care of me…. I don’t really do that very well.

The biggest thing I have learned is that even though I am the one who makes the decisions about my life sometimes I don’t always choose the right ones. One in particular, was not choosing to have this surgery sooner!

Just like the drinking I had to be the one to make the decision that I truly wanted to get well.

Yes God could have cured me instantly but he didn’t. Instead, he left part of it up to me to decide. Did I want to walk? Yes I did and to do that I was going to have to take the initiative to get up take the first step. I had to put away my worries and say yes to the surgery.  And then I had to put in the hard work it would take to get well. Yes God still was the one to do the healing and He was also the one who guided the surgeon’s hands. He was the one who was beside me when I stood up the first time for rehab. He was the one sitting beside me each night when I cried in pain. He was the one pushing me through the exercises and giving me the strength to keep going as I got stronger each day.

Now I am glad God didn’t give me the quick cure I prayed for.

God had a better plan, He gave me new knee but I had to be the one to make the decision to get up and go and get it and now I am stronger because of that.

Now that I have started to see the benefit of my new knee I realize that this wasn’t just about knees. This was about so much more.

There were lessons in trust, trusting that God had this all in his hands if I would just let go and give it to him.

I learned a lot about God’s power and how he gives that power to us to use when we call on him. He is the one who has been pushing me through the physical therapy and His strength is sometimes the only strength I have to just get up in the morning…but I will never ever be able to use it if I don’t make any effort of my own. I can’t just be sitting around waiting when there are things I could be doing, things I know now that God wants me to do.  God can do anything and yes He can move mountains, but something I have realized in all of this is that the mountain that may need moving is sometimes my own attitude.

Live It Well

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Today’s music Monday song is “Live it Well” by Switchfoot.

I love this song because it speaks so much about attitude and how our attitude can actually determine how well we live our lives.

There are days when it may seem as if there are only small glimmers of light peeking out of the dark, but on those days when we really make a conscious effort to focus on those glimmers then we are always sure to find the good.

We can also be one of those glimmers to someone else.

When we are living life well and sharing God’s love with others then we will see him even more.

Have a great week!

Terri Siebert

Music Monday ~ Ever Be

 

music monday1I seem to be at a loss for words to write today but I do have a song I’ve been singing all weekend that I’d like to share with you.

“Faithful you have been, faithful you will be”

What song have you been singing lately?

Have a great week!

Terri Siebert

A Song in My Heart

psalm 98:4-6I hear you calling softly,
a mix with melody.
Love notes of peace,
say, “my child come to me.”

Your voice,
afloat on sweet whispers of Lyrical art.
Beautiful solo,
a song of tranquility to my heart.

In Your arms I lay my burden,
tomorrow’s worry lost.
Rescue in harmonious tempo,
my life was found when you paid the cost.

Beautiful, forever love of my life,
My everything.
Sweet words of your love song,
in my heart will forever sing.


 

It’s been a really long time since I’ve shared a poem here.  The other day I was reading another blog that I enjoy which is filled with some of the most beautiful poems I’ve ever read and it made me realize I never share my own poems anymore. I’m not really sure when I quit sharing them but now I see that somewhere along the line of writing this blog I quit sharing my most favorite thing to write which is poetry.

I guess maybe I started sharing only what I thought people would rather read when the truth is I really have no idea what people really like reading or how many people actually read what I write anyway.

What I do know for sure is there is one person who reads everything I write and that person is God. When I first started this blog the whole reason I started it was for Him and I think its time to get back to sharing the me that He created me to be.  It’s not that I haven’t been me, with my other posts, its just that I’ve been holding back on sharing what I feel most passionate about writing the most, which is poetry.

I may not be a fancy poet or even have a clue about how poems are supposed to be written, but I love writing whatever kind of poem that it it is that I write, and I am pretty sure that is what you may be seeing a lot more of from me in the future.

If poetry isn’t for you then I guess you’re reading the wrong blog today. And that is perfectly okay 🙂

Oh, and while I am at it, I also love music and I love taking pictures…. sooooooooo…. below is a video I put together of pictures I have taken.  They are pictures of some of the beautiful gifts God always gives to me on a daily basis.  I put them along with one of my very favorite songs which I think goes well with the poem.

I hope you enjoy You Are so Good to Me by Third Day, with pictures by Me 🙂

Have a blessed day,

Terri Siebert