An Act of Humility and Love

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

One of the highlights of Pilot and my October trip last year was a visit to the Museum of Appalachia in Norris, Tennessee. If you ever have the opportunity to visit this wonderful museum, go. We’d been there years before and I couldn’t wait to return.

I love walking around this collection of Southern Appalachia pioneer buildings and artifacts, imagining what it was like to be one of the hardy mountain folk who lived in these buildings; gaining a greater appreciation of my Appalachian heritage.

Just like on any trip or outing, my camera got a workout focusing and snapping pictures.

There was an expansive peacock population with one male in particular giving quite the show, as he tried to impress a goat who could not have cared less. Too funny.

Pilot took advantage of the empty country church with its well-worn split log benches to play hymns on his dulcimer for an audience of One. The giver of the gift.

As I wandered around the grounds and its thirty-six buildings, my eyes more times than not, looked through my camera’s lens. Not where I stepped.

Coming down a path dug into the side of the rise behind one cabin, I planted my foot right in the middle of a copious amount of peacock poop. Yucky. Not content to stay on the bottom of my hiking boot, the watery mess seeped up the leather side as well.

No matter how much I dragged my foot through the dew-drenched grass, that mess was not about to disengage itself.

Although this is where I could turn the messy misstep into an application of watching where we trod, that’s not what I’m going to do. I’m going to tell you that in an act of humility and love, after I changed shoes, put the boots in a plastic bag outside the RV to deal with later, and continued shooting final pictures before we left, Pilot took my boots and washed them for me.

I didn’t ask Pilot to clean up the mess I got myself into. I planned to clean them later once we reached our campsite for the night.

This reminds me of what Jesus did when he took a basin of water, wrapped a towel around his waist, kneeled before the disciples in the upper room before his betrayal, crucifixion, and resurrection, and washed their feet in humility and love. Christ washed ALL the disciples’ feet. Judas and Peter included.

Christ’s love for them, and us, was so great he willingly became a servant to those he created; knowing the ultimate sacrifice of taking on the sins of the world and becoming the sacrificial Lamb of God was mere hours away.

But Jesus didn’t leave it there, did he? He didn’t just wash their feet and get up. Jesus gave the disciples a command. He gives us the same command.

Jesus wants us to serve each other as he served humanity in humility and love, laying aside any claim to his right to be served.

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 I, your Lord and Teacher, have just washed your feet. You, then, should wash one another’s feet.  I have set an example for you, so that you will do just what I have done for you.  John 13:14-15 (GNT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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All The Broken Pieces

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

Reading KariAnne Wood’s devotional book, You’ve Got This! (because God’s got you) the other day, I came upon an entry I’d like to share with you.

In “The Masterpiece That Showed Up at My Front Door” KariAnne talks about a living room table her brother built for her “out of leftover molding and cut-off ends and wood pieces from all the shelves and boxes that had gone before.”

Under her brother’s skilled hands, all those bits and pieces others might throw out became a work of art. Instead of a ramshackle hodge-podge, the craftsman pieced together a beautiful pattern.

KariAnne’s point in her devotion is to show although our lives may be filled with broken, shattered, left-over pieces others deem fit only for the trash heap, our Master Craftsman, God, takes our brokenness and pain and pieces them into a beautiful masterpiece.

There may be days when you feel like you’ve landed on the floor of this world’s workshop. You feel abandoned … But God doesn’t see things that way … He has a plan to redeem all those imperfect parts and create something even more beautiful than what was before. KariAnne Wood

My point in mentioning this devotion is to once again show we belong to a loving, kind Creator who knit us together in our mother’s womb. Nothing that happens in our lives surprises our Creator. He knew everything we would go through before the beginning of time.

When our lives shatter and break, he’s right there waiting to pick up the pieces and turn them into something beautiful. Something we could never imagine.

It would seem our job then, is to bring all our brokenness, pain, and sorrow to God, lay it down at his feet, and allow him to take those broken pieces and turn them into a beautiful mosaic fashioned by his love.

A mosaic which shows the journey we’ve been on. A journey where, no matter how far we might try to run from him, he patiently waits for us to come back to him.

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He heals those who have a broken heart. He heals their sorrows. Psalm 147:3 (NLV)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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God’s Word Does Not Change

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

During junior high school, one of my home economics teachers told the class fashion trends recycle every twenty to thirty years.

To prove her point, Ms. Hazzard said due to a fabric shortage during World War II, the skirts she wore then were as short as the mini-skirts our class wore.

We young teens were skeptical.

As I’ve aged through the decades, I’d have to admit my teacher was correct.

Fashions do tend to recycle on a regular basis. All we need do is look at pictures of our self through the previous years or watch old movies and television shows to see proof.

Hair styles. Make-up. Skirt lengths. Cotton. Polyester. Loose. Tight.

One thing, thankfully, which never changes is God’s word. God’s word does not change, just as God does not change. What the Bible says today, is what it said twenty years ago, and what it will say twenty years from now if Christ doesn’t return before then.

God is immutable. He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. He won’t advocate short permed hair one year, and long straight hair the next.

He is dependable. His word is dependable. We can count on the fact God won’t say one thing one day, and something completely different tomorrow.

God does not lie nor does he contradict himself.

How unsettling would it be if we never knew how God expected his people to live?

We have enough change and chaos in our world that keeps us off-balance and upsets our equilibrium without throwing uncertainty about who God is into the mix, don’t you think?

Christ is the solid rock on which we stand. All other ground is sinking sand. The Bible reminds us to build our life on Jesus and the truth found in God’s word.

When we build our life on the unshakable truth of the Bible, we’ll never need to look back at old pictures of our spiritual life, see those regrettable years of permed hair and unwieldy shoulder pads, shake our heads, and wonder, What was I thinking?

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And he who is the Glory of Israel will not lie, nor will he change his mind, for he is not human that he should change his mind! 1 Samuel 15:29 (NLT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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God’s Unchanging Word

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by Sandy Kirby Quandt

During junior high school, one of my home economics teachers told the class fashion trends recycle every twenty to thirty years.

To prove her point, Ms. Hazzard said due to a fabric shortage during World War II, the skirts she wore then were as short as the mini-skirts our class wore.

We young teens were skeptical.

As I’ve aged through the decades, I’d have to admit my teacher was correct.

Fashions do tend to recycle on a regular basis. All we need do is look at pictures of our self through the previous years or watch old movies and television shows to see proof.

Hair styles. Make-up. Skirt lengths. Cotton. Polyester. Loose. Tight.

One thing, thankfully, which never changes is God’s word. God’s word does not change, just as God does not change. What the Bible says today, is what it said twenty years ago, and what it will say twenty years from now if Christ doesn’t return before then.

God is immutable. He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. He won’t advocate short permed hair one year, and long straight hair the next.

He is dependable. His word is dependable. We can count on the fact God won’t say one thing one day, and something completely different tomorrow.

God does not lie nor does he contradict himself.

How unsettling would it be if we never knew how God expected his people to live?

We have enough change and chaos in our world that keeps us off-balance and upsets our equilibrium without throwing uncertainty about who God is into the mix, don’t you think?

Christ is the solid rock on which we stand. All other ground is sinking sand. The Bible reminds us to build our life on Jesus and the truth found in God’s word.

When we build our life on the unshakable truth of the Bible, we’ll never need to look back at old pictures of our spiritual life, see those regrettable years of permed hair and unwieldy shoulder pads, shake our heads, and wonder, What was I thinking?

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And he who is the Glory of Israel will not lie, nor will he change his mind, for he is not human that he should change his mind! 1 Samuel 15:29 (NLT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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God Still Sits on His Throne

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

December 5th I had outpatient surgery to remove a cyst from my right hand. Although the hand surgery was expected, and one of the easiest surgeries I’ve undergone, no one expected the cyst to be infected. That led to a more involved recovery with greater limitations post-op for an extended period of time.

Two days after that surgery, I was on a gurney in the back of an ambulance on my way to the emergency room for overnight observation for a possible heart attack, with stress test the next morning.

Thankfully, everything turned out fine on all fronts, but this was not the best way to enter the Christmas season.

Something I learned during these two events is when we plan on one thing and something else altogether different develops, it’s possible the most simple words to familiar songs or Bible verses we committed to memory can become difficult to recall.

During the very restless night I spent in the emergency room with telemetry monitor leads adhered to my body, and my recently operated on hand in an unwieldy huge nearly three foot tall foam box-thing, whenever the nurse came in every four hours to stick another needle into yet another uncooperative vein, he told me over and over, “You have GOT to calm down.”

Yeah. Easy for him to say.

Unfortunately, the stress of the surgery and hospital visit caused all my autoimmune diseases to go berserk and flare like mad.

Even so, shouldn’t I have been able to calm down? Wasn’t Jesus right there with me whether I remembered all the words to the songs I tried to sing, or the verses I tried to repeat?

Of course he was.

But for me, at that point in time, I was in a very real tug of war with fear, and fear was threatening to win.

When I realized all I could do was say one word, I realized that one word was enough.

Jesus. Jesus. Jesus.

Over and over and over.

These two situations weren’t what I expected, but you know what? They didn’t surprise God one little bit. And none of your unexpected situations surprise him, either.

The God who is not bound by time like we are still sits on his throne. He is still in control. The wind and the rain and uncooperative veins still obey his commands, even when the only thing we can do is whisper the precious name of his son.

Jesus.

When you find yourself in unexpected situations you didn’t see coming, situations where you know for a fact Jesus is standing there holding you close, but you can’t quite shake the cloud that’s settling over you, how do you get to the other side of it?

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This is my command—be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.  Joshua 1:9 (NLT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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