Fuzzy-Eyed Year End Clearance

Today I talked long distance with my eldest son as he stood at the place in which we often call one another as we shop, Kohl’s Department Store. Wow! Miguel just decided on a pair of snow boots in a blink’s time. 

Due to the Creator Podiatrist my son’s feet beg much patience for shoe shopping. Shopper mom loves to wander the stores, but her nerves fray after multiple hours of fruitless searching in store after store after store. Not to mention the Exodus-like shuffle through the modern wilderness of packed parking lots.

I was blessed to hear the dulcet tones of Miguel’s “Hi mom!” this final weekday before New Year’s Eve. I love chatting with him, especially this year. His current job has truly refined his listening skills. On this call he patiently heard me confess my mommy meltdown after MBH and I left him at the airport after his Christmas visit, how I dug through tissues into a pout of depression, how my sadness morphed into madness, how it took his dad, MBH a day and a half to filter through the fuzzy illogic that kept me down.

The serendipity Kohl’s chat further cleared away the fuzz. It mind-melded Miguel and I in sweet familial communion. Then I smiled wide as Miguel declared he’d wait and ask if the store had the larger size of a dress shoe. No Exodus shuffle for him this almost final day of the year. 

2011 has been a wilderness shuffle for me. I lost half a year of journal entries in a hasty computer click. I lost mobility during the fall when an armoire fell on my left leg. Despite my indented shin I am healed. So I now wonder about working outside of home, at a job that would tune my ears to comprehend not only MBH, but comprehend God himself and his purposes for me in the coming days.

I know, I know. God doesn’t need to call my cell phone when I shop Kohl’s, even though that may be, like church services, a weekly event. Unlike my eldest, God is near yet not merely in the sweet communion of church. God is near in this Deep South house as I type. Did you realize, gentle friend, God is near you as you read what I type?

May you be blessed as God's dulcet, gracious tones speak directly to you in anno domini 2012. Let God patiently clear the fuzzy humanist illogic and bring clarity to life decisions. Your Maker cares for you and your loved ones. In Jesus God desires to meet your deepest needs.  

Happy New Year!

My God will meet all your needs according 

to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus. 

-Philippians 4:19 niv