Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me. Revelation 3:20
“Sooo, Heavenly Dad, I have to be ready and willing to open the door?”
First the “Blah, Blah, Blah:”
Three days (and a 3 hour delay) after my plane landed from the cruise I was off to Boston, technically Marlborough, MA. I was traveling with our married team which means they have the rental car and I am chauffeured hither and yon to go where ever, whenever, we need to be. We arrived in Boston after dark and had about an hour to our hotel, stopping at the nearest Walmart to stock up on food for the week (remember, we eat in our rooms to save $). It was a long, late night.
The next morning we were up and off for set up, more delays with room readiness, and lots of heavy lifting. That night it was back to the room to…die, only to be up again, early, to be at the convention by 7:15 am and beat the crowd of students. Doesn’t travelling sound AMAZINGLY FUN????
ENOUGH OF THE BLAH!
The best part of travelling is the work-you’ve heard me say that before, right? I’ve shared that I learn as much from the students as they learn from me and Boston was no different.
I had an AWESOME room with the stair step risers. Everyone could see over the head of the person in front of them–waaahooo! The sound system worked–Yesssss! If that weren’t enough the convention center provided water with glasses! Whoop, whoop! Let’s get started!!!
It’s kind of funny: after the room is ready, I open the doors and the students start pouring in. To me, it’s like Christmas Eve! I can’t wait to get started! I am counting down and the last five minutes are excruciating. “Come on, Come on! Let’s get started!!!” and the students laugh as I do my restless boogie because I want to GO! “Three! Two! ONE!!”
It’s not because I want to get it over with, I LOVE to teach.
The best is when I have the ladies (or gentlemen) that need extra help coaxed into sitting in front of me. WARNING: if you sit in front of me YOU are the example! I always ask them a million times,”May I touch?” “May I show them?” “Can you please glue this, this, this and this and then we’re going to show everybody how it’s done (biiiig smile)”. Front row people are special and gets a lot of attention and one on one.
This class was no different but this time I had a fury student! A young disabled gal and her mom brought in her assistance dog. He was an enormous and beautiful black poodle. After they got settled I saw his eyes peeking from under the table. “May I pet him?” They grinned and said,”Sure!” He was wagging his tail, nuzzling me, turned over to have me rub his tummy and would have been happy to stay like that the remainder of the class, but soon it was time to begin, so he assumed the position at the feet of his master.
The next day the same young lady and her mom came for a different class. As soon as the pup saw me they said,”Go say ‘Hi’.” I got on my knees and it was as if my new old friend and I had been parted for years, he was so happy to see me. As he was laying on his back and I rubbed his tummy, I chatted with the fam and learned the story of their struggle to even attain an assist dog, because they live in a trailer. Most places refused to even look at their application, despite the need. They finally found someone who looked at their hearts and the amount of love and sacrifice they would make for their new family member. The soft, friendly, well behaved and loved fury friend was worth the wait and the family beamed. They sat in the front row and I watched the fury pup’s eyes (when they were open) follow me back and forth, up and down (when I teach I move around and try to answer as many questions one-on-one as possible–poor pup, I probably made him dizzy!) and around and round. I joke that by the time a class is over I don’t have to do my aerobics for the day (if I did aerobics).
In another class I had a three some: A mother, her daughter, and her moderate to severe autistic granddaughter who was very well behaved. They sat in the front row and the teenage girl had a tablet that entertained her while her mom and grandma focused on the card at hand. On occasion she would burst into laughter and her mom would calm her, and I would smile. She was an amazing mom and loved her daughter with her whole heart. I watched and learned about compassion, unfailing love, patience, and encouragement without having a word spoken to me.
These two stories are just a glimpse through the window into the classes I have been blessed to teach. These stories are a reminder of the verse: Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me. Revelation 3:20
The individuals in the classes have a goal: to learn and walk away with new techniques and skill. They position themselves where they can see the best, hear the best, and their families are safe, guarded and are not a spectacle. They choose the front row and are ready to comfort or curtail unexpected actions.
Even the pup knows where he belonged: not at his master’s side where people were walking, where he could be trampled while he waits, but safely at her feet. Thus the verse.
What is my goal in this life? To spend time with heavenly Dad. To be able to listen and learn from the master.
“If anyone hears”: I must choose my (the best) position and location to hear him, whether through church, music, or perhaps seeking wise counsel. The idea is to stay within ear shot and be willing to listen.
“(If anyone) Opens the door”: I must anticipate He will be at my door, first and foremost, and be ready and willing to open it, trusting, even if I am not sure what is on the other side.
Then and only then will He come in and spend time/eat with me and I with him. I will be safe and satisfied.
One more freebe lesson from the fury student: be excited about seeing and meeting new people, always seeking lasting and meaningful friendships.
Lessons that I hope have dropped the 18 inches from my head to my heart.
On a side note: Following the first day of classes we, the team and I, ventured out. We drove the hour, plus, into Boston and from 8:30 until about 10:45 pm caught four innings of the Boston Red Sox game. Though arriving very late, we had to leave early as it was a “school night.” I was in awe of that experience BUT, that is for next week.
Until then: Blessings!