Trees. sunlight. I was in a beautiful forest.
I walked and the trees stood still and tall. I moved but there was no sound except for the birds. It seemed magical, but I knew magic wasn't real. It was GOD.
I took deep breaths in as if I had not for days. I was ALIVE in His world. And He walked with me in it.
I knew I should stop. So I could hear his voice calling me. I found a path that lead to the river. When I came to the water I found weight. A heavy heavy weight. Not the same weight of a burden, but the kind that feels as if your feet were off the ground and your heart is being pressed and opened all at the same time.
It was GOD's presence.
How long it had been since I had felt this! Not long. But the slightest moment I lost sight of this gift, is too long, for the weak.
I lifted my hands to the sky. "THANKYOOOOOU JESUS!!!" I didn't know specifics in the moment. But I knew what I felt in my heart. He was with me and I couldn't ask for more.
Truth penetrated my heart. "I LOVE YOU" He told me.
Over and over and over and over...
and over again.
I cried.
"Thankyou Father!!!"
I had my bible with me. But I knew I need not open it. For his word was in my heart.
And I knew in this moment,
....I was in Heaven....
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Thursday, November 29, 2012
This Pillow is Broke
I bought a new pillow yesterday. It is awesome.
It is made of a neutral colored burlap with three brown buttons on the front. I LOVE it. When I took it out of the package I sighed a breath of relief. There was a zipper built into the bottom. I half expected it to be a "sew it yourself" kit...seeing as how I bought it at hobby lobby for just $5.00.
When I reached down to unzip the cover it stopped about 3 inches in. "Well this is convenient." I thought. I planned to stuff this pillow cover with my oh-so-wonderful 10x10 down feather pillow insert I got from pottery barn. Because I am made up of %100 determination I began on a very long process.
....
Shove.
Push.
Tug.
Shove...."OUCH!"
Push.
Tug.
....
While down pillows are full of hundreds of feathers to create a wonderful squish & expand effect, these feathers also contain pokey hard tips that eventually stick our of their case to prick you in the hand.
For 20 some-odd minutes I suffered through the grueling process of shoving my oversized pillow insert into an unconventional opening.
Eventually I got the insert inside the case. Zipped it shut. And finished with some very sore hands :)
...Let's leave the pillow scenario for a moment and we'll come back...
For the past few month I have been welling up with anticipation and excitement. I felt God was telling Mark and I we would be moving. We have been living in a lake house, owned by mark's generous uncle, out at Beaver Lake providing a wonderful home for us to live in. We knew we would not be here forever and were waiting for God to show us the right timing to move closer into town!
Literally the instant I felt God preparing us to move I snapped into an alternate being, "house hunter crazy matthews" you might have called me. Every day I was found on endless house rental websites convinced today would be the day Mark and I would find the perfect home to rent! After weeks of no success I started to think "Maybe we are not finding anything, because we are supposed to BUY a house!!" I enthusiasticaly proposed this theory to Mark and was quickly shut down :) We had just finished a financial course through Dave Ramsey, Financial Peace University. Buying a house was completely out of the plan until we have payed off all our school loans.
Then came frustration. "WHY would I think God was telling us to move when there is clearly NO WHERE to move to!"
I came to a breaking point.
It wasn't that we were not satisfied with our home. We LOVED the lake house. But when God said move. We planned to do just that.
One of the most challenging parts of TRUELY following Christ is figuring out where He is even taking you sometimes.
So, I began to PRAY. Something I remember so clearly. I was out walking the twins. I cried out to God "I give up! I am tired. And I need your help. Help me trust You. Help me trust your plan. I can't do this on my own anymore!" It felt good to let that go. I had been searching and trying for weeks to find something on my own and it was no longer in my hands. It was really never in my hands actually, but I just kept grabbing more and more sand as it slipped through my fingers.
Later the SAME day. I get a call from our good friend Katie Wilson who is quite adamantly tells me to call a family, who happens to be apart of the large community group we are a part of with our church. They had just put up a house for rent 1 mile from the Wilson Family (2000 bonus points for that), 7 minutes from Mark's work, 5 minutes from downtown and 10 seconds from living in community.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!" hahaha "NO WAY!!"
Needless to say we went and checked out the house. We LOVED it. Prayed a about it. And settled the deal three days later. It took everything in me (a.k.a. Mark) for us to not impulsively take up the offer as quick as you could say "You do realize you have an orangutan on your back?"
Not only did God hear my prayers but he built in me a deeper Trust that He will always take care of our every need. Like a good Father he provided for his children. He literally opened up this door without us having to strive towards anything but Him. What a good good God He is.
...As for that pillow...
Mark shortly came home after I had completed my eventful pillow-stuffing project. Just as I held up my newly finished purchase, I glanced down towards the bottom of the pillow to see just how wide that zipper really was.
I'm going to say exactly 10 inches without even measuring :)
Proverbs 3:5-6
"Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths."
It is made of a neutral colored burlap with three brown buttons on the front. I LOVE it. When I took it out of the package I sighed a breath of relief. There was a zipper built into the bottom. I half expected it to be a "sew it yourself" kit...seeing as how I bought it at hobby lobby for just $5.00.
When I reached down to unzip the cover it stopped about 3 inches in. "Well this is convenient." I thought. I planned to stuff this pillow cover with my oh-so-wonderful 10x10 down feather pillow insert I got from pottery barn. Because I am made up of %100 determination I began on a very long process.
....
Shove.
Push.
Tug.
Shove...."OUCH!"
Push.
Tug.
....
While down pillows are full of hundreds of feathers to create a wonderful squish & expand effect, these feathers also contain pokey hard tips that eventually stick our of their case to prick you in the hand.
For 20 some-odd minutes I suffered through the grueling process of shoving my oversized pillow insert into an unconventional opening.
Eventually I got the insert inside the case. Zipped it shut. And finished with some very sore hands :)
...Let's leave the pillow scenario for a moment and we'll come back...
For the past few month I have been welling up with anticipation and excitement. I felt God was telling Mark and I we would be moving. We have been living in a lake house, owned by mark's generous uncle, out at Beaver Lake providing a wonderful home for us to live in. We knew we would not be here forever and were waiting for God to show us the right timing to move closer into town!
Literally the instant I felt God preparing us to move I snapped into an alternate being, "house hunter crazy matthews" you might have called me. Every day I was found on endless house rental websites convinced today would be the day Mark and I would find the perfect home to rent! After weeks of no success I started to think "Maybe we are not finding anything, because we are supposed to BUY a house!!" I enthusiasticaly proposed this theory to Mark and was quickly shut down :) We had just finished a financial course through Dave Ramsey, Financial Peace University. Buying a house was completely out of the plan until we have payed off all our school loans.
Then came frustration. "WHY would I think God was telling us to move when there is clearly NO WHERE to move to!"
I came to a breaking point.
It wasn't that we were not satisfied with our home. We LOVED the lake house. But when God said move. We planned to do just that.
One of the most challenging parts of TRUELY following Christ is figuring out where He is even taking you sometimes.
So, I began to PRAY. Something I remember so clearly. I was out walking the twins. I cried out to God "I give up! I am tired. And I need your help. Help me trust You. Help me trust your plan. I can't do this on my own anymore!" It felt good to let that go. I had been searching and trying for weeks to find something on my own and it was no longer in my hands. It was really never in my hands actually, but I just kept grabbing more and more sand as it slipped through my fingers.
Later the SAME day. I get a call from our good friend Katie Wilson who is quite adamantly tells me to call a family, who happens to be apart of the large community group we are a part of with our church. They had just put up a house for rent 1 mile from the Wilson Family (2000 bonus points for that), 7 minutes from Mark's work, 5 minutes from downtown and 10 seconds from living in community.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!" hahaha "NO WAY!!"
Needless to say we went and checked out the house. We LOVED it. Prayed a about it. And settled the deal three days later. It took everything in me (a.k.a. Mark) for us to not impulsively take up the offer as quick as you could say "You do realize you have an orangutan on your back?"
Not only did God hear my prayers but he built in me a deeper Trust that He will always take care of our every need. Like a good Father he provided for his children. He literally opened up this door without us having to strive towards anything but Him. What a good good God He is.
...As for that pillow...
Mark shortly came home after I had completed my eventful pillow-stuffing project. Just as I held up my newly finished purchase, I glanced down towards the bottom of the pillow to see just how wide that zipper really was.
I'm going to say exactly 10 inches without even measuring :)
Proverbs 3:5-6
"Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths."
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Ready...set....WAIT!!
There is something about waiting that absolutely..... DRIVES ME CRAZY!!!
and I am no minority.
If you have ever attended a children's birthday party you will see that every guest under the age of 12 invited suddenly appears all in one place when it is time to open presents. This is not because all children want to watch patiently as birthday kid opens their presents, but rather, they all want impulsively to take part in unwrapping each mysterious gift themselves.
There is an exhilaration we receive from unraveling the unknown under 60 seconds, instant joy in the moment, and microwavable satisfaction. We begin to learn after so many years of Birthdays only coming once a year that good things come through time and patience.
As many of you may know. I waited 21 years to ever date, kiss, marry and everything that comes after ;) until I heard God say "it's time". When he did you better believe I was more than ready for all of it.
Once I found the man I would marry I somehow believed I was done with waiting. I thought there were no more desires after that. (I blame cinderella for this lie) While I've been blessed with a wonderful marriage I find myself getting antsy for "the more" to come; wanting to zap my life into sprint racing mode and do everything by tomorrow morning at 6:30 a.m. When in all reality, this would be devastating.
Not because I would finally have the house of my dreams. Or because our brand new car with 45 miles to the gallon would be sitting in our driveway. Or because our seven beautiful children would all be running around the yard (haha can you imagine?). It would simply be devastating because I would not be ready for any of it.
I would miss the time of growth and opportunity to trust in God during the in-between stages. I would miss the trials that would prepare me to handle what God has in store for me. I would miss walking along side people who are waiting for the very same things to come.
I am reading a wonderful book right now called "Prayer" by Richard Foster. He talks a lot about how the joy of prayer is coming to God with whatever we are waiting for at the time (because apparently we will always be waiting for something) and presenting our wants and needs to Him because He cares for and loves us.
It hit me in one chapter like a lemon meringue pie in the face.
If I never had to wait for anything I would never think to ask God for it instead!! If you have ever received anything from Him in your life then you know...we always get something WAY better than what we wanted when we receive it from Him.
As I am typing this self-inspiring message Mark is on his way to Little Rock for work. He travels every other week, if not every week now, to shoot commercials with his company. While him being gone is something I absolutely dread every time, I have become a much stronger women in the process of waiting for his return. With way more "me time" than I am used to, I need to be filled up in a way I would not need if Mark were always at my side. God has gone above and beyond this filling. He has giving people to surround me, scripture to fill me, and Skype to...well say good morning, good afternoon, and goodnight to my husband every day he's gone.
In a world without waiting life simply would not be as good. Roller coasters would be made to hold as many seats on the ride as the amount of people possible to wait in line (turning into the "snake"game on the old Nokia phones that dies when running into itself). Pumpkin creamer would be just another item on the shelf people would pass by day in and day out at the supermarket. And my husband would not experience the sheer joy of his desperate wife running to tackle him the split second she sees him everyday of his return.
Waiting is good for so many reasons, but the most important is that is causes me to rely on God more than I ever would have needed before. And that in itself is worth waiting for! (100% pun intended)
Psalm 27:14
"Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!"
and I am no minority.
If you have ever attended a children's birthday party you will see that every guest under the age of 12 invited suddenly appears all in one place when it is time to open presents. This is not because all children want to watch patiently as birthday kid opens their presents, but rather, they all want impulsively to take part in unwrapping each mysterious gift themselves.
There is an exhilaration we receive from unraveling the unknown under 60 seconds, instant joy in the moment, and microwavable satisfaction. We begin to learn after so many years of Birthdays only coming once a year that good things come through time and patience.
As many of you may know. I waited 21 years to ever date, kiss, marry and everything that comes after ;) until I heard God say "it's time". When he did you better believe I was more than ready for all of it.
Once I found the man I would marry I somehow believed I was done with waiting. I thought there were no more desires after that. (I blame cinderella for this lie) While I've been blessed with a wonderful marriage I find myself getting antsy for "the more" to come; wanting to zap my life into sprint racing mode and do everything by tomorrow morning at 6:30 a.m. When in all reality, this would be devastating.
Not because I would finally have the house of my dreams. Or because our brand new car with 45 miles to the gallon would be sitting in our driveway. Or because our seven beautiful children would all be running around the yard (haha can you imagine?). It would simply be devastating because I would not be ready for any of it.
I would miss the time of growth and opportunity to trust in God during the in-between stages. I would miss the trials that would prepare me to handle what God has in store for me. I would miss walking along side people who are waiting for the very same things to come.
I am reading a wonderful book right now called "Prayer" by Richard Foster. He talks a lot about how the joy of prayer is coming to God with whatever we are waiting for at the time (because apparently we will always be waiting for something) and presenting our wants and needs to Him because He cares for and loves us.
It hit me in one chapter like a lemon meringue pie in the face.
If I never had to wait for anything I would never think to ask God for it instead!! If you have ever received anything from Him in your life then you know...we always get something WAY better than what we wanted when we receive it from Him.
As I am typing this self-inspiring message Mark is on his way to Little Rock for work. He travels every other week, if not every week now, to shoot commercials with his company. While him being gone is something I absolutely dread every time, I have become a much stronger women in the process of waiting for his return. With way more "me time" than I am used to, I need to be filled up in a way I would not need if Mark were always at my side. God has gone above and beyond this filling. He has giving people to surround me, scripture to fill me, and Skype to...well say good morning, good afternoon, and goodnight to my husband every day he's gone.
In a world without waiting life simply would not be as good. Roller coasters would be made to hold as many seats on the ride as the amount of people possible to wait in line (turning into the "snake"game on the old Nokia phones that dies when running into itself). Pumpkin creamer would be just another item on the shelf people would pass by day in and day out at the supermarket. And my husband would not experience the sheer joy of his desperate wife running to tackle him the split second she sees him everyday of his return.
Waiting is good for so many reasons, but the most important is that is causes me to rely on God more than I ever would have needed before. And that in itself is worth waiting for! (100% pun intended)
Psalm 27:14
"Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!"
Friday, July 27, 2012
Dance with Me
I was given very strict orders.
I was not allowed to come out of my room until it was completely clean.
"Oh boy" I thought. I HATED cleaning my room! I was 7 years old and this was the worst thing I could ever imagine. My Mother however, was convinced to change this thought process and well....thank goodness for that!
If this was my task then I was DETERMINED to make the most of it. To lighten my load I decided to BLARE my new Avalon CD (gotta love 90's worship!!!) to the max volume I could get by with.
As the music roared my attitude changed."This wasn't so bad" I thought in the midst of folding clothes sprawled around the room.
The music rang....
"Adonai. I lift up my heart and I cry...."
"Picking up my room isn't so bad when I worship while I do it!" I thought.
"My Adonai
You are the Maker of each moment
Father of my hope and freedom"
These lyrics began to speak to my heart. And as a result....
I BEGAN TO DANCE!!
These were not just your dainty sweet ballerina moves. I remember running around the room with both my hands raised in the air twirling around until I was couldn't walk anymore.
"Oh, my Adonai! Adonai. I lift up my heart and I cry. ADONAI!!"
I felt so much JOY singing and dancing around my room! I loved Jesus so much that nothing could make my heart sad!!
.....
This memory couldn't be more sweet to me. Because of it's innocence. It's purity. and most of all the child like FAITH I had to believe that Jesus was right there in the room dancing with me!!!
The idea of spending time with Jesus everyday is SO important. Time when scripture is studied, when prayer happens, when God is able to mold your heart to look more like HIS! But SO many times in my life I got bent out of shape for missing my "devotional" or became robotic in sitting down to read God's word.
The reality is, however, it is my HEART the Lord looks at and LOVES to have more than anything. He desires for me to long to be close with Him and to love Him as an overflow of my heart!
While I do try to make reading God's word a daily thing...some days I need MORE than to sit.
I need true abandoned worship to my Father who LOVES ME!!
Not obligation to a "regilious" standard. Or expectation I feel God has on me as his child.
So. THAT is when I DANCE!!!
And and I still feel the same joy I felt 16 years ago stuck cleaning my room!! Which did get cleaned by the way.
I was not allowed to come out of my room until it was completely clean.
"Oh boy" I thought. I HATED cleaning my room! I was 7 years old and this was the worst thing I could ever imagine. My Mother however, was convinced to change this thought process and well....thank goodness for that!
If this was my task then I was DETERMINED to make the most of it. To lighten my load I decided to BLARE my new Avalon CD (gotta love 90's worship!!!) to the max volume I could get by with.
As the music roared my attitude changed."This wasn't so bad" I thought in the midst of folding clothes sprawled around the room.
The music rang....
"Adonai. I lift up my heart and I cry...."
"Picking up my room isn't so bad when I worship while I do it!" I thought.
"My Adonai
You are the Maker of each moment
Father of my hope and freedom"
These lyrics began to speak to my heart. And as a result....
I BEGAN TO DANCE!!
These were not just your dainty sweet ballerina moves. I remember running around the room with both my hands raised in the air twirling around until I was couldn't walk anymore.
"Oh, my Adonai! Adonai. I lift up my heart and I cry. ADONAI!!"
I felt so much JOY singing and dancing around my room! I loved Jesus so much that nothing could make my heart sad!!
.....
This memory couldn't be more sweet to me. Because of it's innocence. It's purity. and most of all the child like FAITH I had to believe that Jesus was right there in the room dancing with me!!!
The idea of spending time with Jesus everyday is SO important. Time when scripture is studied, when prayer happens, when God is able to mold your heart to look more like HIS! But SO many times in my life I got bent out of shape for missing my "devotional" or became robotic in sitting down to read God's word.
The reality is, however, it is my HEART the Lord looks at and LOVES to have more than anything. He desires for me to long to be close with Him and to love Him as an overflow of my heart!
While I do try to make reading God's word a daily thing...some days I need MORE than to sit.
I need true abandoned worship to my Father who LOVES ME!!
Not obligation to a "regilious" standard. Or expectation I feel God has on me as his child.
So. THAT is when I DANCE!!!
And and I still feel the same joy I felt 16 years ago stuck cleaning my room!! Which did get cleaned by the way.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Warm Snapple
Being newly-wed brings so many wonderful things in life. JOY. LAUGHTER. COMFORT. SOMEONE TO CRY ON. EMBARRASSING MOMENTS. A FRIEND TO TALK WITH AT ALL TIMES.
...and...
Arguments.
.....
It was the summer we were getting married and Mark was down for a visit. It was a hot day and we made plans to go out to the pool. On the way to go swimming we stopped to get lunch. SUBWAY, one of our favorites. We got sandwiches and a delicious peach snapple to sip on in the car. It was a good lunch. Very enjoyable...and nothing too exciting happened.
We swam for over four hours that day and had so much fun.(We LOVE love love swimming together!!) After soaking up the warm sun and draining ourselves of all our energy and hydration we headed to the car to go home.
Now is the good part.
Mark: "Oh cool look we left the snapple in the car and there's still a lot left!"
Morgan: "Ew, it's really hot now Mark."
Mark: "Oh, I'm sure it's still good. Let me try it out."
....
Mark takes a giant gulp.
....
Mark: "Oh yea. That's some good stuff right there! Want to try some? I think you will really like it."
Morgan: "Hmmm...that's alright I will just wait til we get home and have a cold one."
Mark: "Cooooome ooooon. It won't hurt. TRY SOME!"
Morgan: "I decided I would throw up if I drank that mark."
Mark: "Warm peach snapple SOOOO good!!"
Morgan: "No thank you!"
Mark: "MORGAN YOU HAVE TOO!!"
Morgan: "BUT I DON'T WANT TO!!"
Mark: "Morgan, Morgan, Morgan!!"
Morgan: "I WILL NEVER DRINK THAT!"
....
As Mark egged me on I got more and more stubborn. He was going to crack me if that was the last thing he did and I was going to stand firm my ground until the day I died.
We were driving at this point and I was stuck in close proximity- so I came up with a solution. I would throw the snapple jar out of the car in a passing field I saw nearby!
Morgan: "Okay mark, just give me the bottle then..."
Mark hands it to me.
...
CHUCK! Right out the window!!
As Mark caught view of what happened he would never accept this as the end of it. He turned the car at an entrance right of the field and put the car in park. I knew I was in trouble now. There were no words spoken between us except for the one's in his eyes that said "HOW COULD YOU?!"
He got out of the car and walked right over to grab the drink off the ground. I could not believe my plan did not work. This was impossible to dodge!!
When he got back in the car I was more flabbergasted by my own spontaneity that my pride began to slowly dwindle away. We then began to speak again.
Morgan: "I'm sorry I threw the bottle out of the window."
Mark silent.
Morgan: "Will you forgive me?"
Mark silent.
I then did the unexplainable. I reached over to grab the drink and took a small sip of the warm peach tea.
Mark: "Hey......."
Morgan: "Do you forgive me now?"
Mark: "Yes" while smiling from ear to ear.
It was a good argument I believe. Because we learned a few valuable lessons through it all.
1. Mark prefers his snapple warm.
2. I am stubborn
3. My husband enjoys when I try new things with him.
4. Forgiveness is the answer to ALL disputes. Silly one's and not.
5. God laugh's at me and Mark alot, so I should too :)
...and...
Arguments.
.....
It was the summer we were getting married and Mark was down for a visit. It was a hot day and we made plans to go out to the pool. On the way to go swimming we stopped to get lunch. SUBWAY, one of our favorites. We got sandwiches and a delicious peach snapple to sip on in the car. It was a good lunch. Very enjoyable...and nothing too exciting happened.
We swam for over four hours that day and had so much fun.(We LOVE love love swimming together!!) After soaking up the warm sun and draining ourselves of all our energy and hydration we headed to the car to go home.
Now is the good part.
Mark: "Oh cool look we left the snapple in the car and there's still a lot left!"
Morgan: "Ew, it's really hot now Mark."
Mark: "Oh, I'm sure it's still good. Let me try it out."
....
Mark takes a giant gulp.
....
Mark: "Oh yea. That's some good stuff right there! Want to try some? I think you will really like it."
Morgan: "Hmmm...that's alright I will just wait til we get home and have a cold one."
Mark: "Cooooome ooooon. It won't hurt. TRY SOME!"
Morgan: "I decided I would throw up if I drank that mark."
Mark: "Warm peach snapple SOOOO good!!"
Morgan: "No thank you!"
Mark: "MORGAN YOU HAVE TOO!!"
Morgan: "BUT I DON'T WANT TO!!"
Mark: "Morgan, Morgan, Morgan!!"
Morgan: "I WILL NEVER DRINK THAT!"
....
As Mark egged me on I got more and more stubborn. He was going to crack me if that was the last thing he did and I was going to stand firm my ground until the day I died.
We were driving at this point and I was stuck in close proximity- so I came up with a solution. I would throw the snapple jar out of the car in a passing field I saw nearby!
Morgan: "Okay mark, just give me the bottle then..."
Mark hands it to me.
...
CHUCK! Right out the window!!
As Mark caught view of what happened he would never accept this as the end of it. He turned the car at an entrance right of the field and put the car in park. I knew I was in trouble now. There were no words spoken between us except for the one's in his eyes that said "HOW COULD YOU?!"
He got out of the car and walked right over to grab the drink off the ground. I could not believe my plan did not work. This was impossible to dodge!!
When he got back in the car I was more flabbergasted by my own spontaneity that my pride began to slowly dwindle away. We then began to speak again.
Morgan: "I'm sorry I threw the bottle out of the window."
Mark silent.
Morgan: "Will you forgive me?"
Mark silent.
I then did the unexplainable. I reached over to grab the drink and took a small sip of the warm peach tea.
Mark: "Hey......."
Morgan: "Do you forgive me now?"
Mark: "Yes" while smiling from ear to ear.
It was a good argument I believe. Because we learned a few valuable lessons through it all.
1. Mark prefers his snapple warm.
2. I am stubborn
3. My husband enjoys when I try new things with him.
4. Forgiveness is the answer to ALL disputes. Silly one's and not.
5. God laugh's at me and Mark alot, so I should too :)
Friday, June 1, 2012
What's YOUR Superpower?
I've heard a theory before. That EVERYBODY has a Superpower of their own.
Say WHAT?
That's right. Everyone has a superpower just maybe not the kind of superpower you are thinking of. It's the kind that people can't help having. The kind that comes in your everyday life that is used for good and never bad. The kind that when a baby is born a fairy is sent to their crib to bless them with something good they can use for the rest of their life. So...I bet you are wondering now where I got this crazy idea.
None other than my eldest brother Justin.
He told me about this idea one day and I thought he was a little crazy.
Justin: "Morgan, so have I told you about my new theory?"
Me: "No, what theory?"
J: "Well, I believe everybody has a superpower."
M: "YOU DO?!.....WELL THAN I DO TOO!"
NOT. That's what you think I would say. However, being in the process of becoming a full grown analytical woman of theory I tested this....
M: "Really...Isn't that a little weird Justin?"
J: "Trust me. I have thought this through. My super power is simple. I ALWAYS arrive on time for things. Even if I arrived somewhere 10 minutes later than told, I always walk in at the exact moment I need too to arrive. I can't help it. It just happens every time."
M: "That's your super power?? So...it's not like flying or shooting lazers out of your eyes?"
J: "Not at all. It's something that I can not control but ALWAYS happens to me in my favor."
M: "Hey, that's really cool!! I wonder if I have one....
He then explained to me how EVERYONE has one they just might not know it. We talked to my mom about this and she told us hers. She said random people walk up to her all the time and share their life story with her. She NEVER asks to hear them. It just ALWAYS happens. Another friend of ours, Mr. Rhett, told us he always see's famous people WHEREVER he goes. He's only tracked them down once, but other than that it is simply his SUPERPOWER that causes this to happen.
After hearing from my dearest and closest friends their own found super power I was left with the lurking question: "What is mine??"
"Hmmm. Well... it CLEARLY wasn't being on time. I usually walk in at kind of embarrassing moments. So that's not it. I am commonly the one telling someone my life story...that's definitely not it. I probably wouldn't recognize if I saw a famous person...I'm really not that up-to-date on my pop culture. Don't think that's it either. Hmmm. Aha!"
I knew what it was!!
...
I had been in Africa for 2 months after my freshman year of college. (Such a cool trip) Coming back to the U.S. my team switched flights in the Germany airport. We left at 10:00 in the morning Africa time and arrived in the Germany airport 8:00 a.m. the same morning. Go figure- we traveled back in time! We were all VERY jet lagged and I particularly was a little loopy from the sleeping medicine I had taken the night before! As daze as I was I felt God tugging at my heart that I would see someone I knew that I was suppose to encourage. The whole hour and a half we were there I checked every moving body near by for a familiar face and saw none. We then got to board our plane where we all hoped to make up for our lack of sleep. When I sat down in my row I felt my heart sink, confused that I had misheard God's voice. As I sat there and pondered I turned around to speak with a friend and saw a VERY large head of hair several rows back that could NEVER be mistaken. I immediately knew this was the person I was looking for.
I got up from my seat, happy to say I hello to my old high school lab partner- HARRY! It had been over two years since I had seen him last and never really knew what he had been up to. We talked and exchanged stories and both laughed at the fact that we had both stubbled on the same flight. He was coming back from the Czech Republic, where he had been for about a year. I knew in the back of my head God put the WHOLE thing together. Nothing that we said was very significant during out conversation but I knew God allowed me to run into him to remember to encourage and pray for him! So I did the whole way home :)
One year ago from this January I was in Durango, Colorado. I was visiting one of my best friends over Christmas Break for a week of hanging out and skiing (for the first time ever!). One evening we decided to go out and get drinks at a nice sit down bar downtown. The thing I loved about this town was how incredibly small it was!! Not only was everything in almost walking distance but the church service I attended that previous Sunday had a good 20 people in it and was considered to be a large service for the town.
After about 15 minutes of enjoying our drinks and talking about old time memories the waitress from our table walks up and says "Excuse me ladies. Your drinks have been put on a tab from the young lady sitting a few tables over."
I look across the room to see an old high school classmate-, MALIKA!!! , waving her hands as excited as can be to see me in the same room again since 4 years ago in Coach Fishers math class. I could not believe this! For more than one reason too. All year of sitting in class together Malika made a consistent joke about me running into her in the grocery store 10 years from now with a cart full of kids. She said we would still be the same (her being the funniest girl ever and me still having odious amounts of energy) And here we were in the small town of Durango, Colorado in the same bar reunited again!
...
I have no doubt that my super power is real. I simply run into people NO MATTER where I go. Whether God warns me before hand or I am pleasantly surprised I most always run into a familiar face. One thing is for sure, it always keeps me wondering "Who will God put in my path this time!" And hopefully along the way I can be an encouragement and reminder of God's love to every person I see!
So what's YOUR superpower?
Say WHAT?
That's right. Everyone has a superpower just maybe not the kind of superpower you are thinking of. It's the kind that people can't help having. The kind that comes in your everyday life that is used for good and never bad. The kind that when a baby is born a fairy is sent to their crib to bless them with something good they can use for the rest of their life. So...I bet you are wondering now where I got this crazy idea.
None other than my eldest brother Justin.
He told me about this idea one day and I thought he was a little crazy.
Justin: "Morgan, so have I told you about my new theory?"
Me: "No, what theory?"
J: "Well, I believe everybody has a superpower."
M: "YOU DO?!.....WELL THAN I DO TOO!"
NOT. That's what you think I would say. However, being in the process of becoming a full grown analytical woman of theory I tested this....
M: "Really...Isn't that a little weird Justin?"
J: "Trust me. I have thought this through. My super power is simple. I ALWAYS arrive on time for things. Even if I arrived somewhere 10 minutes later than told, I always walk in at the exact moment I need too to arrive. I can't help it. It just happens every time."
M: "That's your super power?? So...it's not like flying or shooting lazers out of your eyes?"
J: "Not at all. It's something that I can not control but ALWAYS happens to me in my favor."
M: "Hey, that's really cool!! I wonder if I have one....
He then explained to me how EVERYONE has one they just might not know it. We talked to my mom about this and she told us hers. She said random people walk up to her all the time and share their life story with her. She NEVER asks to hear them. It just ALWAYS happens. Another friend of ours, Mr. Rhett, told us he always see's famous people WHEREVER he goes. He's only tracked them down once, but other than that it is simply his SUPERPOWER that causes this to happen.
After hearing from my dearest and closest friends their own found super power I was left with the lurking question: "What is mine??"
"Hmmm. Well... it CLEARLY wasn't being on time. I usually walk in at kind of embarrassing moments. So that's not it. I am commonly the one telling someone my life story...that's definitely not it. I probably wouldn't recognize if I saw a famous person...I'm really not that up-to-date on my pop culture. Don't think that's it either. Hmmm. Aha!"
I knew what it was!!
...
I had been in Africa for 2 months after my freshman year of college. (Such a cool trip) Coming back to the U.S. my team switched flights in the Germany airport. We left at 10:00 in the morning Africa time and arrived in the Germany airport 8:00 a.m. the same morning. Go figure- we traveled back in time! We were all VERY jet lagged and I particularly was a little loopy from the sleeping medicine I had taken the night before! As daze as I was I felt God tugging at my heart that I would see someone I knew that I was suppose to encourage. The whole hour and a half we were there I checked every moving body near by for a familiar face and saw none. We then got to board our plane where we all hoped to make up for our lack of sleep. When I sat down in my row I felt my heart sink, confused that I had misheard God's voice. As I sat there and pondered I turned around to speak with a friend and saw a VERY large head of hair several rows back that could NEVER be mistaken. I immediately knew this was the person I was looking for.
I got up from my seat, happy to say I hello to my old high school lab partner- HARRY! It had been over two years since I had seen him last and never really knew what he had been up to. We talked and exchanged stories and both laughed at the fact that we had both stubbled on the same flight. He was coming back from the Czech Republic, where he had been for about a year. I knew in the back of my head God put the WHOLE thing together. Nothing that we said was very significant during out conversation but I knew God allowed me to run into him to remember to encourage and pray for him! So I did the whole way home :)
One year ago from this January I was in Durango, Colorado. I was visiting one of my best friends over Christmas Break for a week of hanging out and skiing (for the first time ever!). One evening we decided to go out and get drinks at a nice sit down bar downtown. The thing I loved about this town was how incredibly small it was!! Not only was everything in almost walking distance but the church service I attended that previous Sunday had a good 20 people in it and was considered to be a large service for the town.
After about 15 minutes of enjoying our drinks and talking about old time memories the waitress from our table walks up and says "Excuse me ladies. Your drinks have been put on a tab from the young lady sitting a few tables over."
I look across the room to see an old high school classmate-, MALIKA!!! , waving her hands as excited as can be to see me in the same room again since 4 years ago in Coach Fishers math class. I could not believe this! For more than one reason too. All year of sitting in class together Malika made a consistent joke about me running into her in the grocery store 10 years from now with a cart full of kids. She said we would still be the same (her being the funniest girl ever and me still having odious amounts of energy) And here we were in the small town of Durango, Colorado in the same bar reunited again!
...
I have no doubt that my super power is real. I simply run into people NO MATTER where I go. Whether God warns me before hand or I am pleasantly surprised I most always run into a familiar face. One thing is for sure, it always keeps me wondering "Who will God put in my path this time!" And hopefully along the way I can be an encouragement and reminder of God's love to every person I see!
So what's YOUR superpower?
Friday, May 18, 2012
You know what they say when you assume things....
You really shouldn't.
I came to my blog today to inform everyone of an unknown pet peeve I have had for quite some time now- I clearly need to get off my chest :) It has been so unknown that even I, myself, did not know I had it. Before you keep reading please do not take any offense to what I am about to say, because I am surely guilty of making someone else's list of annoyances.
My hinderance stems from a simple phone plan in a world where picture texts thrive. All people do these days (or at least it seems to me) is take a picture of whatever is around them- while I see a sight worth sending and am forced to call and explain to my friends and family what I see in my own words.
Let me help you understand if your not already in my position. When I get a picture text my phone freaks out! A giant red box with large exclamation marks takes over my screen and the phone freezes up with the words "downloading....."anytime I try and press a button for the next 30 seconds. I then usually reply with the message "Please send to Mark. I don't get picture texts :)"
This is a very silly thing to be burdened by, I agree. But the depth hit me during a recent failed picture text sent my way. It is SO easy to fall into the pressure of material items, the latest technology, and newest updates, because EVERYONE else has them. If you have not gotten the latest gadget you are some how placed on a different technology island than the rest (if that even exists).
In the midst of my text frustration I find myself wanting a new phone, new text plan, and darn new camera. Now I am not saying it will be a bad thing when and if I do get those things- but I do know I want to be content in all circumstances because that is where God has called me to be right now!
Philippians 4:11-12 says"11 I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. 12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." (or whether having the latest technology or not. added: Morgan Matthews)
I came to my blog today to inform everyone of an unknown pet peeve I have had for quite some time now- I clearly need to get off my chest :) It has been so unknown that even I, myself, did not know I had it. Before you keep reading please do not take any offense to what I am about to say, because I am surely guilty of making someone else's list of annoyances.
My hinderance stems from a simple phone plan in a world where picture texts thrive. All people do these days (or at least it seems to me) is take a picture of whatever is around them- while I see a sight worth sending and am forced to call and explain to my friends and family what I see in my own words.
Let me help you understand if your not already in my position. When I get a picture text my phone freaks out! A giant red box with large exclamation marks takes over my screen and the phone freezes up with the words "downloading....."anytime I try and press a button for the next 30 seconds. I then usually reply with the message "Please send to Mark. I don't get picture texts :)"
This is a very silly thing to be burdened by, I agree. But the depth hit me during a recent failed picture text sent my way. It is SO easy to fall into the pressure of material items, the latest technology, and newest updates, because EVERYONE else has them. If you have not gotten the latest gadget you are some how placed on a different technology island than the rest (if that even exists).
In the midst of my text frustration I find myself wanting a new phone, new text plan, and darn new camera. Now I am not saying it will be a bad thing when and if I do get those things- but I do know I want to be content in all circumstances because that is where God has called me to be right now!
Philippians 4:11-12 says"11 I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. 12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." (or whether having the latest technology or not. added: Morgan Matthews)
And that folks, hits my prayer in the bud. It is not just my phone, but everything I own or do not own, that I want to be content with- because the things I own is not what matters. If I am 79 and still using the same outdated phone or never get the privilege of opening all those text full of pictures I want to be thankful beyond all measures because in my heart....God's gifts will be enough!!
I hope you all understand my short comings and do not take it personally. Never feel bad if you accidentally make my phone freak out either because really, I assume things all the time. And as for pet peeves, they should not exist, that is called impatience.
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