February 28

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Hasn't it been fun checking out the "complete set" we all have at the bottom of our proverbial bags? It's better than Christmas! The hits just keep on spinning! It's like being given a complete set of Star Wars action figures for your birthday.

Wowzers. No shadow box left empty. In addition to Luke Skywalker, you also get Lando...Darth...even Yoda. The total set. One of my best friends growing up had such a collection. And I have to be honest that I've been green about it ever since.

Heck, you could even imagine your complete set looking like a Darth Vader shadow box. With everybody peering out of their little cell, ready for action. But my dorky sci-fi side causes me to digress. Moving on...

Over the past week, we've been picking up and inspecting all the tools God gives us in our complete set. We've looked at Self-Control, the hammer called Faithfulness, the wet blanket of Love, the lei-like qualities of Kindness and the bright shine of Goodness. Today, let's very carefully and very sensitively pick up Gentleness. Gentleness is sometimes difficult to find when you're scrambling for it. It's usually at the bottom of the set, and requires a very conscious act to put it to use. They're gloves. Kid gloves. Ever wonder what kid gloves look like, or what they are? Here's a picture:

Essentially they're fine, white leather gloves that ladies used to wear in decades past. I had to wear some the year I made my debut in San Antonio, and I"ll tell you two things: one, they're hard to find; and two, they are very, very hard to put on. But darn it if they don't look beautiful and give your hand a soft touch.

Gentleness is a wonderful tool. It's soothing, it's quieting, it calms, it allows someone to take it down a notch, even to rest...to breathe. Mothers use Gentleness all the time. And any mother would tell you it comes very natural in some situations, but is often a last resort. The screaming, melting down, red-faced, utterly-at-the-end-of-his-rope child will often have Frustration, Yelling, Spanking or Admonishment hurled at them before Gentleness prevails. I can speak from experience here. A soothing, firm back rub or calm, pacifying words and songs prove Gentleness to be a big gun tool.

Gentleness often comes with a touch, but it can be made manifest in tone or with words. Sometimes it's just a disposition. However Gentleness is used, the outcome is always the same: peace.

Next time you're feeling like this:

Decide if you want to respond like this:

Or squeeze into your kid gloves of Gentleness and be more like this:

February 27

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Goodness. Goodness gracious, it's Goodness. That's our complete set tool de jour. Goodness.

But what in the world does it mean to be good? And what would a Good tool look like? Part of me think it looks like a Halo. A shiny, gold halo that we fasten onto our thick skulls when it's time get off our duffs, defy negative thoughts about why we shouldn't, and just... go for it. Perhaps it's what we pull out when we know it's time to do "the right thing."

Today's reading from John 5, which describes Jesus healing the lame man at the gate, reminds me of another story about Jesus healing an unwalking person. In another chapter, we hear about what it means to be a "good" friend. Jesus is preaching and outside, actually up on the roof above Jesus' head, are these friends. These are some good, good friends — the kind we all want to have in our lives. They want so much for their lame (as in, can't walk, not dufus) buddy to be seen and healed by Jesus that they rig him up in a mat and lower him through the roof and into Jesus' presence. Jesus isn't half as shocked by this circus-like entry as he is compelled by the "goodness" of these friends. He heals the man and forgives his sins.

All of our tools come with some fancy added bonus features. Goodness shines. But it also comes with like half a million other names for itself. As a writer, I've always been taught that good is just a mediocre word. There are so many more descriptive words that can be used to identify something that is good: High quality, skillful, enjoyable, nice, beautiful...the list could go on for many, many paragraphs.

When you pull out your Goodness halo tool today, how will its actions best be described?

February 26

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If I had two tools to use out of my bag today it would be Umbrella and Raincoat! It is a wet one today in Northeast Florida.

Instead we're going to continue inspecting the contents of our bag's Complete Set and take a look at Kindness. Where Faithfulness is big and hammer-like and Love is a big wet blanket, Kindness is light and lovely. In my mind, I imagine a Hawaiian lei...  real dainty-like and sweet and well received.

I went on a Hawaiian cruise many many moons ago with my grandparents and remember getting "lei-ed" upon arrival. It was such a nice surprise, and having that little piece of sweet smelling beauty around my neck made me feel very special and welcomed. So maybe that's why I think of leis when I think of the Kindness tool. It's sweet, simple and natural and makes people feel...special.

I got lei-ed, in fact, last night....at the dinner table of all places. And don't worry, I'm not talking about THAT kind of lay. Last night, I made what had to have been the worst dinner I've made of all time. The worst. I put some ground beef and onions and a few other ingredients (including too much water) in the crock pot that morning. When I came home from work, it smelled like dog food in our house. But I pressed on, even deciding to forge ahead with serving it to my family...armed with a strainer spoon. I dumped it on top of fritos and tried to call it "my new chili." Thank GOD my family made a conscious effort to use their own Kindness tools at the dinner table. No one fake gagged. No one made a face. Pleaseant conversation ensued. Someone asked non-chalantly where I'd gotten the recipe. Others dug deep for a dry frito. No one took more than a couple of bites. And they complimented the HECK out of my Sister Shubert rolls.

Thanks for the lei, family. Thanks for choosing Kindness over the powerful, but not so helpful, tool Criticism.

In today's reading we see how Jesus uses his Kindness tool to heal the official's son who is sick in another town. Part of Kindness also asks us to use it with words like, "sure" or "of course" or "I'll do it." Kindness is served up with no strings attached, no conversation about what you're giving up to do it. Or how it makes you want to barf. It's just a light, lovely bit of God's love that makes someone else feel special...even relieved.

I'll be praying for everyone to experience a good lei today.

February 25

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Happy Monday to all. First, a quick recap: We are born with a fanny pack/purse/bag/knapsack attached to our hip — cool right? Best thing is, God gives it to us all filled up with every tool we could possibly need to do his good work here on earth. Last week, we talked about how it might feel to physically wear this around and thought about what we might call our bag. In addition to the many strengths and talents designed specifically for us, our bag also contains a complete set. This complete set — the same model number for each and every one of his might warrior children — is a very durable, exceedingly wonderful compilation of the following items: Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulnesås, Gentleness and Self-Control. For the past few days, we've been inspecting each amazing tool — first, self-control, then the most powerful tool in the set, Faith, and today...let's talk about Love.

Sounds like a good way to ease into the week, right? Love. Easy enough. In fact, today's reading talks about Love and what an important gadget it is. In John 15, Jesus gives us some super simple marching orders. He tells us this tool comes with just one simple instruction, "Love one another as I have loved you." No big deal, right?

Think again, sister-brother. While Faith may be the biggest honkingest and most powerful tool in the set, Love is the most complicated. But like every other tool in the set, it also yields some pretty amazing results.

The Love tool is special because it's double-edged and has some special features. It helps you love people, things and situations you like — but also forces you to love those things you don't, or may even hate. See what I mean about Love being a complicated tool?

I have a saying above my desk that reads, "You need only two loves in your life: for God, and for the person in front of you at any particular time." Perhaps that should be the more easy-to-understand instruction manual for Love. But as plain as it is, those words still look like Chinese letters in many situations where ill will or anger or hurt abound.

While I imagine our Faith tool looking like a big iron hammer, I think our Love gadget looks and feels more like a blanket. Maybe even a wet blanket. Have you ever see someone throw a wet blanket over a fire? Puts it right out. Without oxygen to feed it, the fire goes out right quick. If you can dig down into your bag, grip the soggy soft blanket and fling it on someone you don't feel so chummy about — animosity is extinguished. Problem solved!

Trouble is, the blanket isn't the first tool we want to grab. Usually it's the seemingly more effective tools like Thems Fightin Words, or the similar Gossip Gadget, or the Stuff Stirrer or Snark. I can think of many times I've left the wet blanket where it was and opted instead for a little Icy Stare or the Forget-You or the Screw It. Those tools are far easier to use!

The neat thing about our Love tool is that once you make the choice to grab it and sling it on top of someone, or something, its bonus features are unleashed. When that person or thing is covered in Love, the blanket illuminates three additional tools in its fiber: Compliments, Gratitude and often times, Pity. Those features make Love a whole lot easier to figure out. A great example is my neighbor. She yelled at me several times, like viscerally yelled at me, because my kids were "running wild." Well, I can tell you my kids run but they're not the wild kinds. She also accused them of stealing her 500-pound concrete lions from her front yard. Throwing a blanket on her has been no easy task. I have only begun to explore my tool's added features. But Pity certainly helps put her actions into perspective and gratitude that she keeps her lawn looking pretty helps soften the mood.

Who are you going to slop your wet blanket of Love on today?

Felix the Cat's Magic Bag

In case you're a cartoon visual kind of person, check out this old cartoon from 1959. The same message applies...our bags are full of just the right tools to help us in any situation. And no one, not even the evil moustached scientist, can take it away from us. I would personally love a kangaroo to jump out of mine, but I'm not sure I have been equipped with one:

February 24

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Today being Sunday and all, I wanted to pull a little Faith out of the bag. Because just like George Michael sings in his famous 80s hit, "Faith," you've gotta have some.

You'll know faith right away when you're feeling around in your bag for it. Faith's weight and size give its location away every time. Faith is the largest, heaviest and most amazing multi-use tool in our bag. In my mind, this is what it might look like to finally lug ole Faith out of the tool kit::

 or...

 or....

We call Faith in for the really big  jobs. But also for life's little challenges. And 100 percent of the time, it works — maybe not always in the way we expect it to, but it always achieves a positive outcome. Every. Single. Time.

I have been involved with church leadership for the past two years, and am now serving as our church Senior Warden. I have clutched Faith many times, and am holding onto it as we speak. Like many churches around the world, our little All Saints family has been facing some pretty tough financial issues. The more logical, human side of my brain wants to start throwing other tools at it — spreadsheets, finance gurus, pencils, calculators and giant wads of cash. I want to approach these challenges like any other family does — with caution and an abundance of reserve. But our clergy tells us to approach this with that gynormous hammer in the bag. Even when the going seems tough, we are called to step out IN and definitely WITH faith.

I heard that one time during a meeting and, yes, I'll admit...I had big time snarky thoughts. "With Faith, are you kidding me? We need a bone saw to trim expenses we don't have! We need to pull out some seeds to plant a few money trees on campus! Faith? Forget it! This is no job for Faith. This is a job for Brain!"

And you know what happened? Almost the very next day, someone mailed a very significantly sized check the the church office. It helped turn modest expectations for a fundraising campaign into assurance of meaningful success.

Faith achieves a positive outcome. Every. Single. Time.

When was the last time you chunked Faith at a problem? When was the last time you thought to yourself, "if God's with me, who can be against me?" all the while heaving that big hammer out of your pack? Take George Michael's advice. Exercise your rights to Faith.

February 23

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Welcome back! I hope you've had a nice time mentally exploring the "complete set," otherwise known as the fruit of the spirit, that God has packed for you in that bag of yours. Like mine and your neighbor's and everybody else's in the world, you should see a fantabulous complete set of Love, Joy, Peace, Forbearance (otherwise known as Patience), Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness and Self-Control. All that, it it's not even $19.99 with free shipping and handling! This set comes free and is standard order in all of God's children's bags. Awesome.

I took inventory of my set this morning. I was inspecting Self-Control, thinking about how lucky I am to have this particular tool in the set. If you had to visualize Self-Control, a thought process we'll be going through with all the tools in the set, imagine handcuffs...maybe handcuffs with a blindfold. And no, this is not going down some kinky "50 Shades of Grey" road. Imagine how powerless and trust-FULL we have to be if we have handcuffs and a blind fold on. No wonder policemen user them! You can't move, physically react or flip out in handcuffs. Your only move? Trust. And deep breaths.

"Thank you God, for Self-Control," I said to myself this morning, as I bounded down the steps to the breakfast my husband was cooking — just before...I smelled something that wasn't hot bacon. Or coffee.

Poop.

I smelled it. And it wasn't the "Hoof Hearted Ice Melted" joke (this is a good kids' joke they like to play on me. Say it a few times real fast and see what it sounds like) It was poop. As in, dog poop...and by the smell of it, loads and loads of it.  By the way, one of the other gifts God put in my bag was a good sniffer, so I knew what I was smelling was ALLLLLL wrong. After sniffsnoffing around the living room and den, I found the slithering source. It was where it always is: all over our nice, white, wool rug, which now sits in the dining room. Our expensive, only-nice-thing-in-the-house rug look like a chocolate covered ice cream sundae.

(So God also put a healthy dose of the "knack for having things look just right" superpower in my bag, which can be a hinderance if not handled properly.)

I began panting. In a panic, I grabbed for my Self-Control, feeling happy I'd thought about it before coming downstairs.

God put Self-Control to work right away. He remembered what happened five years ago when we came back from a trip to Texas on Christmas night — when the sick cat had gotten locked inside for a few days and had gone bloody pee and poop crazy on this same, expensive, only-nice-thing-in-the-house rug. THAT time, by the light of the dry Christmas tree, I forgot all about Self-Control...and cried, mopped, soaked and sprayed myself into a wild frenzy. It wasn't pretty. THIS time, Self-Control got after it.

I took a few deep breaths, stopped gawking at the expensive, only-nice-thing-in-the-house rug, and went into the kitchen...where my sweet, breakfast-making husband was recruited by Self-Control to take over. After plugging husband into the job, Self-Control also got Stanley Steemer in on the job...and by noon, the whole nasty mess was all but a memory. In fact, things are better than they were before. All the carpets and rugs in the house are clean! Could it be that depending on a God-given tool can leave you in an even better place than before you used it?

Self-Control. Check yours out today and see what stains come out!

February 22

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So today we're going to begin exploring the contents of our bag. First we thought about how full and heavy it might feel to actually carry around everything you could possibly need — in a fanny pack. Then we named our bag, or at least thought about it. My bag is a "Very Present Help in Trouble Tote." Does yours have a name yet? Today's reading from Psalm 40 gives me another good name idea in case anyone's seeking suggestions. Psalm 40: 18 says, "Though I am poor and afflicted, the Lord will have regard for me. You are my helper and my deliverer." Doesn't the "My Helper and My Deliverer Murse (that's man purse for all you guys out there) have a nice ring to it?

And that brings us to today: the contents of said bag. Alright, ready...1...2....3. Let's get into this thing!

Spoiler alert: we all have the same tools. Which actually isn't a spoil, is it? In addition to all the other strengths God puts in our knapsack, he also has gifted each of us with the same COMPLETE SET. Any guesses on what's in that complete set? I'm not talking about the Laura Ingalls Wilder complete set of Little House on the prairie books...

...or a complete set of Ginsu knives....

...or the set of records from Grease...

No. The complete set in our bags is perishable. It's fruit, in fact. The fruit of the spirit. If you were to pull the complete set out of your bag, this is what would be all neatly lined up and packaged:

Love
Joy
Peace
Forbearance
Kindness
Goodness
Faithfulness
Gentleness
Self Control

(See Galatians 5:22-23 for confirmation on the ingredients)

When you lift your complete set out of your bag, you'll see that there's still quite a bit of supplies left inside. Those are your other, and very important, God-given skills and strengths. The complete set, however, are the tools that you can use to do all of your daily lifting.

For the rest of the day, unwrap your complete set and get familiar with the mighty helpers you have at your disposal. I know I'd like to understand my Forebearance, or Patience, tool. Geez, I've got some jobs for that one! Patience really would have made a big difference last night when one of the kids asked me repeatedly for help on their science homework. As if I didn't see that they were looking for an easy way out of completing the task on their own! Geez! Instead of expressing Annoyance, perhaps I could have put ole Patience to work. Self-control, give this 'ole gal some relief! Calgon, take me away!

Tomorrow we'll begin assessing each one, and then we'll keep digging and explore what else is in that bag of ours.

February 21

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Yesterday, we imagined what it would FEEL like to actually carry around a bag, or fanny pack, of everything we'd need for the day. Today, we're going to have to give our bag a good name.

All bags have them —  a zinger of a name or logo, that is. There's Gucci,

Prada,

Le Bag

(remember those? Not to be confused with another early 80s product... Le Car),

Under Armor (for the sportier types)

and so on and so on and so on. Our bag should be no different.

Consider Peacemaker Purse.

Or Heavenly Host Haversack

Or Omnipresence Pocketbook .

How 'bout Giver of Life Carryall?

You could fill in the blank with a number of beautiful names or slogans for that purse you're being mindful of this Lent.

Take a look at that Psalm 46. It gives me an idea of what I'm going to call my bag. It's a little long, but it's catchy. Psalm 46 starts out with, "God is our refuge and strength." And you all know what comes next: "A very present help in trouble."

Bag 'o mine, today I christen you "The Ever Present Help in Trouble Tote." Tomorrow we'll take our first peak inside.

February 20

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In the reading from Hebrews, we get a pretty strong reminder: "Take care, brothers and sisters, that none of you may have an evil, unbelieving heart that turns away from the living God." Translated for the purposes of this blog: "Don't be Dr. Eeeeevil...Don't turn away from God thinking he hasn't provided you with every strength you'll need to honor Him. Don't fall into the trap of disbelief that you are ill-prepared."

I have fanny packs on my brain today. If I had one, I'd  pull another shtick-ish Lenten move and wear it around for the next 40 days. It would be my desire to have a stylish fanny pack. Maybe a designer one:

Or a colorful one:

Or maybe even...a bejazzled one:

Isn't that the way we all role? Always looking for something that exhibits who we are on the inside? When all the while, it's what's on the inside...our personal strengths and tools and beauty...that's really important.

So back to the fanny pack thought: Imagine wearing one, whatever style you like, all throughout the day and night. Imagine that it's stocked with absolutely anything and everything you could  possibly ever need to fulfill your daily tasks. How great would that be? Forget fumbling around in your purse or not being prepared. You'd be perpetually ready. Now imagine how that would FEEL. Heavy maybe. Bulky. Jingly. Fat.

This Lent, as we ponder bags and the strengths God gives us, imagine that you're wearing a fanny pack around day and night. A FULL fanny pack. I mean, visualize that...phantom feel that. And then the next time (and yes, there will be a next time...probably within the next 10 minutes) you face a challenge, put your hands on your hips and remind yourself of that faux fanny pack. Remind yourself that there's no need to worry. God's got you covered.

February 19

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It was FREEZING this weekend in Orlando. When we arrived at Universal Studio's Harry Potter World, the big destination, we could see our breath. The long ride lines were anything but an easy wait. Had we  been non-muggles, perhaps we could have made the day magically warmer with some special potion or spell. But we were not equipped with such talents. We did, however, have the good sense to purchase a Harry Potter scarf and some mittens, proving once again that some moola in your bag can be just the need-meeter God has planned for you.

I LOVE the story in today's reading about Jesus getting all riled up over the money-changers in the temple. Dang, he got MAD! He went into his church and saw all those people selling stuff and making money and he got downright fussy violent. He even pulled a Teresa from The Housewives of New Jersey and flipped a table or two. Wow!

All this talk about bags and containers got me thinking. Maybe God packs us a can of whoop-ass in case of emergencies. Jesus didn't respond to everything with such venom. But in this special case, he got bristled up...and found just the tool he needed in the pouch God packed him: a can of whoop-ass.

Maybe we all have one tucked away for those "just in case" moments?

I was fumbling around in my bag for my can-o-whoop-ass this weekend when we came back to our room after a long day and breakfast was still a mess on the table and housekeeping was nowhere in sight. But using my whoop-ass reserve on that would be overkill, right? Maybe it's only for big stuff, like standing up for people and your beliefs.

Safety check! Feel around in your bag and make sure you know how to get your hands on your can-o-whoop-ass should any needs arise. WWJD? If circumstances call for it and it shares God's message of love in a firm way, better know where it lives!

February 18

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So, I'm trying to remember to walk confidently along my path knowing I am well stocked.

Now the next trick may be honing in to my "do unto others" awareness so I can be ready to use my supplies. This is a hard task. For more than 400 days before my 40th birthday last year, I tried to habit myself into looking out for others' needs. Every day, I practiced prayer and silence and scripture reading and then readied myself for self-unawareness. It was a challenge! But so many blessings ensued. Even still, it was a very easy ritual to fall out of — and once the experiment ended, I was back to putting little 'ole me back in the middle of my universe.

This Lent, I think I'm going to have to put me back offstage. I'm packed and ready to go. But I can't do much when my own needs get in the way. So I'm going to ship myself off for a while and let The Big Guy take over. Should be fun!

February 17

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My daughter and I are visiting Harry Potter World this weekend as a special mother-daughter treat. I can tell you that it's a whole lot easier to visit a theme park with an 11-year-old than it used to be when she and her brother were littles. Preparing to go out for the day required detailed planning and logistics — a good night's rest and often times, several glasses of wine. There was the stroller, of course, and that was always laden with utensils. But the best stuff-keeper was this orange backpack I bought at Kmart. It had pockets all OVER the front. Zip pockets, velcro...mesh pockets, side pockets, top pockets under pockets. Lots of room for stuff. And as the mother of two little people, I made sure each one of them contained carefully packed items: band-aids, itch cream, pacifiers, snacks, wipes, diapers, hand sanitizer, cameras, diversions, changes of clothes, balms, ointments, pins, papers, art supplies. I think there was even a small pocket for wine. Maybe I wished there had been.

Now, I put a credit card in my pocket. And that's all there is to it.

I think part of this Lenten experiment is to walk boldly into any situation. If some frazzled, wine-totin', half-cocked mom can pack well enough to get two children under five through the Magic Kingdom, surely our God has done a far better job making sure his kiddos are well prepared for their daily grind. What confidence that should give us! It almost makes me excited to get to the next crossroad of my day. What a thrill to face a situation boldly and know that in some pocket that zips, velcros or buttons open — is the perfect solution. Thanks to the Master Packer, that is!

February 16

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Today, the scripture talks about how we are "heirs." Heirs are well equipped, loved and connected. That's us folks! When I think of an heir, I think of some fairy tale prince with a bag of gold coins on top of a white horse.

Titus 3: 1: "This Spirit he poured out on us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that, having been justified by his grace, we might become heirs according to the hope of eternal life. The saying is sure. I desire that you insist on these things, so that those who have come to believe in God may be careful to devote themselves to good works; these things are excellent and profitable to everyone."

Love that! We are heirs and as such we should devote ourselves to good works...things that are "excellent and profitable to everyone." In other words, it's not enough to be heirs, to be God's beloved children. He has equipped us for "good works." That means we don't just sit on our duffs and feel heir-ly. We should be feel ultimately loved, but also comfortable that we have been well prepared — well packed, that is — to do God's work here on earth.

Today I'm going to go for the uber-tangible exercise of packing a bag with something share-able in it. Most likely it will be a Coke. For newcomers, there's a highly rewarding Lenten deeding activity called "Coking." That is, you hand someone a cold Coke out of the blue and watch the joy unfold. But I'll also be looking for opportunities to use something in my bag of tricks to be a demonstration of God's love for someone out there. What about you? What's in your wallet?

February 15

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I help get my kids backpacks all ready to go each morning. I put the lunch box in for my daughter, remind her to put her homework in there, sometimes I pack a sweater. And of course, this is all done in a hurry and there's lots of screaming involved. But once she's all packed up, she has everything she needs to focus on her school day (with any help from above) Whew! Exhausting!

What a nice thought that God does the same thing for us each day as our Father-Mother-God. (and praises, he does it without fussing, stressing or elevating his voice!) He thinks ahead for us, collects our supplies and tucks it all away until he needs us to use it. And I have to imagine the stuff he gathers for our packs is different each day, because...hello...what day is ever the same?

Now, sometimes my daughter gets to school and she freaks out because she thinks she doesn't have her reading book or some crucial fifth grade document. Instead of looking for it, sometimes she'll take a point deduction from her teacher...when all the while, the stuff she needs is right under that sweet little nose of hers. And boy howdy, let's talk summer camp trunk packing for a minute. I pack the kids' trunk for their month away in North Carolina with EVERYTHING they could possibly need and then some. If it's on the packing list, it's in there...sometimes twice over. And every summer, my son's trunk comes back with many things completely untouched

That's kind of like us, I think. God packs us up real good each  morning... He fill us to the brim with our daily utensils. And sometimes, when we get into a situation that requires something more of us — we have no idea we even have access to it. Or we just choose not to use it.

Today, my bag was full of balloons. Pink balloons. And lots of them. My department at work decorated    for Sunday's 26.2 with Donna Breast Cancer Marathon. We lined the fence with them. There was pink EVERYWHERE. To some, we were schlepping bags full of balloons. But dig a little deeper, and those bags were full of support, encouragement and love. God packed my bag well today! As if he would do anything else but!

February 14

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Well, you're back. This means you are intrigued by the possibilities of what might be in that bag of yours. Me, too!

For Lent, I decided to pack a bag each day with a Coke. It's an activity I picked up last Lent...Coking. I packed a Coke each day and gave it to someone. The response was always rewarding, I mean who doesn't like an ice cold Coke just coming out of the blue to you?

So I started with a small baggie, filled with ice with a Coke inside. I wrote a note to the mailman and left it in our mailbox with a little note..."To our Awesome Postman. Thanks for all you do"

Big fail. The dude left our letters and his Coke, in the mailbox to sweat and rot. I suppose, er I hope, it is a federal offense of some kind to remove something from the mailbox. Or else our mailman is a Pepsi guy.

So I struck out on the first day, but hopefully the thought counted.

Ash Wednesday

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Happy Ash Wednesday to you! It's time to decide what you'll give up or perhaps what you'll take on for the next 40 days.

Or what you'll be digging into. How about...your bag. Yes, your bag. Your murse (man purse). Your fanny pack. Your wallet. Your backpack. Your satchel. Whatever you call it, get into it. If you're like me, you're into your bag every day. I'm a mom of two, I work now full-time and I can tell you that my purse harbors all sorts of trash and tools and junk. Gum wrappers. Socks. Receipts. Old snacks. It's not a pretty place.

Sometimes, like Austin Powers did in his famous movie "Austin Powers," I'd rather just forget that it exists. "Me? Oh no, that's not my bag. That's not mine, the one that is cluttered with leaking pens and notes from some meeting I attended years ago. My bag? NO way...huh uh. Not mine. My bag surely is filled with exotic cosmetics, neatly folded tissue papers and relevant, sweet-smelling, organized goods."

I'm saying this Lent, let's own up to our bag. "Yes, that's my beautifully chaotic mom bag. The one that can produce a slightly clean Kleenex for a drippy nose and has socks to cover cold feet in time for school drop off."

The same is true of the bag God gives us. I think God equips us with the perfect carrying case for the tools we need. And each day, he fills it with just the right materials we'll need to get His work done. Trouble is, we're too busy denying our bag...much less ready to use what's inside of it.

This Lent, claim your bag. Get excited about what stuff God's going to give you to bless others. Ready to unzip? Come visit tomorrow and we'll talk more. It IS your bag, baby.