OnlyTrueNorthAsha, Family Life, Inspirations1 Comment

I woke up this morning with sleep dust still caked into my eyes when my 4 year-old thrust a block of cheddar cheese in my face.

“Excuse me, Mommy? Can you cut me some cheese,” she squealed.

I moaned, “Just eat it like that.

She trotted off with her cheese nub in hand, beyond excited with prospect of eating like a field mouse.

Communication is so interesting, isn’t it?

When our day is met first with our own needs stock piled in front, we tend to dissolve from the beginning. We start defeated because everything that flows out from it feels like a loss.

I’m tired—you stole my rest.

I need a minute—you don’t deserve my time.

I was so consumed with myself in those first few moments of waking, that I missed some good stuff. My daughter asked me to cut the cheese with manners! She woke me up with cheese, I mean it could have been a mommy-I-peed-in-my-bed kind of morning. This is my story and my life, but I think it’s safe to say we all have our own variations of this scenario. An interruption to us.

We have all heard the statistics about how communication is basically non-verbal, am I right? I was thinking about this just the other day. I read this article that suggested that only 7% of words actually spoken carry the true meaning of what we might be trying to convey. INTERESTING.

I’ve thought about this topic for a long time. Especially lately having a newborn son in which I do a lot of talking and let’s be honest—he does a lot of listening.

Communication is fascinating to me. I’ve been watching this show on Netflix called: Chef’s Table. It’s a mini-documentary series that profiles six culinary pioneers. The show has it’s highs and lows, but what really stuck out to me is how our stories shape us. The words spoken over us matter and some words really change history. One chef in the series has a definite love for cooking, his passion for a well-made dish just bleeds through everything that he does. Although, what really made his restaurant stand out was one positive review from the right person. That one review paved the way for his success and he is now running one of the top 5 restaurants in the world! The show is truly interesting and it’s amazing to see how some people are fueled by their passion and others are deeply motivated by proving to the world all the things they are not. One chef spoke openly about how her career was built on proving other people wrong about all the things they said about her. She was out to defeat lies, stereo-types, and preconceived notions about her cooking by simply dominating her craft. It’s a fascinating show, but for me it was also a glimpse into all of our hearts. It reminded me of why we do the things we do. It made me think about faith.

Often on my faith journey, I find myself at a loss of words and my prayers become less fancy. I relate more with what Anne Shirley says:

“Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I’ll tell you what I’d do. I’d go out into a great big field all alone or in the deep, deep woods and I’d look up into the sky—up—up—up—into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I’d just feel a prayer.”
~L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

Do you ever feel like that, this burning desire to simply feel a prayer?

Last week my little family spent the night at a friend’s cabin by the sea. Being the die-hard romantic that I am, I planned a fun activity for the kids. Sending a message in the bottle. Naturally, I did what any good Mom would do and preformed the selfless act of bringing an empty wine bottle on our beachy getaway. The kids drew pictures and I wrote a little message and we chucked that sucker out into the open waters.

In our fast moving world where we can ‘like’ at the click of a button and so easily fill our time with so much noise. I think it’s time to slow down. It’s time to embrace the glimpses of eternity all around us.

A warm cup of soup—from a thoughtful neighbor.

A beautifully crafted sentence, when read it’s like it was put there just for You.

A leaf burning red and losing all its green, but still clinging to the tree like it has something more to say.

A hand to hold.

A story that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

A sunset so glorious you could never replicate it. Instagram could never do it justice.

A message in a bottle.

A hand full of flowers.

This is how heaven breaks into our everyday living. It pushes through the doorways of our soul and reminds us that our lives matter that God. That He has not forgotten about us and that He longs for us to bear witness to His glory.

So feel the prayer when you mince that onion. Feel heaven in the smiles of your children and in the warm embrace of a loved one.

Let God speak to you in a different way.

Wake up to what He is doing in your heart and let that song burn in your ears—All. Day. Long.



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One Comment on ““Messages”

  1. Dee Ann Boydston

    Love that quote from Anne of Green Gables. So many things so well said in this post. Thanks Asha.

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