Dear God, I'm sorry...

Today I answered a call that came in on my line at work and used the designated greeting. The first words spoken on the other end were laced with anger:  "My G-d!" ... the woman unleashed her frustration because of the necessary wait time until a phone was free to receive her call.  I was blessed to share a few minutes out of my life with this angry woman (NOT) !  She continued spouting her displeasure while using the Holy Name of God to express her frustration.

I haven't recovered from hearing her words.  Sure, I know it's par for the course.  It's just people!!  Let it roll.  Get over it.

But when I hear His Name spoken with such disrespect, it hurts.  If it hurts me...how much more it must break the heart of God. 

So, in this blog, I just want to say,
"God, I'm so sorry...  
I'm so sorry for all the people who use your Holy Name as a curse word...
I'm so sorry people have no respect for You...
I'm so sorry they don't love You...
I'm so sorry people think you don't matter...
I'm so sorry they don't know how wonderful You are...
I'm so sorry they don't love Your Name...
I'm so sorry they don't really know You...
I'm so sorry Your Name is not praised as it should be...
I'm so sorry that the woman used your Name today as a way to simply express anger...
I'm so sorry..."

A couple of weeks ago, I was on the phone with another lady who was calling from an attorney's office - she spoke to another person briefly (in another language) and then in swearing tone, I heard her say: Jesus Christ.   Since I was still on the phone with her, I couldn't help but say, I know Him!  There was silence ... and I proceeded to handle business...

I should spoken up today, too...but I was stunned. "I'm sorry, God, for not speaking in Your defense."

I am so sorry, Lord.  Forgive us for our sins...
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YOU'RE LEAVING HERE...

I started a temp job a few weeks ago.  About fifteen of us experienced a crash course and by the 4th day we were touring the small second floor cubicles which were to become our home for a few months.  I noticed the permanent employee cubicles were decorated with everything imaginable - personalizing  their home away from home. 

On our first day in our 'personal cubicle' most in our group quickly decorated with frames and pictures...collectibles of all sorts.  Me?  I figured since it was a temp job, there's no need to get all gushy with it and settle in with artwork and trinkets.  A lady next to me bought a clock (with a chicken on the face of it) and hung it on her cubicle wall.

I did use a push pin to hang an extra spanish looking paper napkin.  That's my decoration. 

I just don't see the need to settle in as permanent in a temporary position. 

It reminds me of this life - on this earth.  It's not permanent.  Some folks work so hard to make this a permanent home...they have forgotten that this is temporary.  We are leaving this world one day - headed to the dwelling place of God.  Don't get too caught up with things you will leave behind.  Albert E. Brumley's song "This World is Not My Home" has been on my mind:

verse 1: 

This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through

My treasures are laid up, somewhere beyond the blue,

The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door,

and I can't feel at home in this world any more.

verse 2:

They're all expecting me and that's one think I know

My Savior pardoned me and now I onward go.

I know He'll take me through, though I am weak and poor

and I can't feel at home in this world any more.

verse 3:

Just up in Glory Land we'll live eternally

The Saints on every hand are shouting victory

Their song of sweetest praise drifts back from Heaven's shore

and I can't feel at home in this world any more.

Chorus:
O Lord you know, I have no friend like you
If Heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world any more.

No, I just don't feel like we will be here very long.  This world is not our home.  Jesus is coming back for us.  Just any day now...  but then, that's another gospel song that I don't have room to share....

Remember, this is all temporary....don't get too comfy...
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