Many of us heard from our well-meaning moms. The great phrase “always wear clean underwear” as funny as this has sounds to me, this was told by mothers across the board with love and out of I’m sure embarrassment if their children were caught with dirty ragged underpants on their way to the hospital or in some emergency.
I have worked in various parts of the hospital but my favorite has and always will be the emergency room. I like the “when it rains it pours” kind of work. The not knowing what the day/night will be like. Thinking on my feet is one of my strengths so maybe that’s why I like that department best or perhaps it is the adrenaline rush, who knows but I would see people on their worst day and sometimes it turned out to be their last. I know that they were not thinking if only I had changed and wore my best underwear.
I also know that the person coming in on the gurney with blood coming out from a gunshot wound did not tell us to stop all life saving efforts so they could go get cleaned up first.
This might sound funny and strange to think of people telling the staff to hold off on helping them until they are clean and wearing their best out fit but that is exactly what we do.
Yes, we as humans are funny. We have a God that says He loves us right where we are but for some reason we think we need to clean up our life before allowing God in, or we think we have made to much of a mess. We have made to many mistakes or have committed to big of a sin to be loved my Him.
I am so amazed and humbled by Gods love for us. He comes to us in the messiest of our lives, saves us and then helps clean us up.
“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”
Thinking back to school days and one thing we all have in common is the seating arrangement that kids set up. Who knows who came up with it but it probably has been going on since the dawn of time.
You know what I am talking about, we all had the groups and the tables where each of those groups sat. For some who dared venture over to what was thought of as “the cool table” chances are they would end up walking away with head down and shouts of laughter as the poor soul returned to their table. I always wondered why any one would put themselves in that situation, I mean really who needs that.
I was always more than happy with my group of misfits. Who knows if any of us at my table would have turned someone away but no one tried to come sit with us, maybe it was the spiky hair and odd clothing we chose to wear but to me it was a great group. Even when I made cheer I never did eat at any other table.
Hollywood has made countless movies on this topic. I noticed one was on TV the other night. I didn’t watch it but it got me thinking back to when I was in school and how it can be a great lesson about what we allow in our thoughts.
I was thinking of it this way, our minds are “the cool table” we are in charge of who sits and who doesn’t. So if we are in charge why do we not send those negative self-loathing thoughts packing? Why can’t we be just as forceful as the cool kids were?
It is so hard to do but if we start looking at it as we are in charge of who takes up seats in our heads maybe it will get easier for us to send the negative thoughts that just harm us to walk away. Who needs them at your table anyway.
“Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things.”