Pecan's come from anywhere...

I am sitting here at this exact moment in a doctor's office waiting on having my yearly mammogram. As I sit here the good Lord above is showering me with pecans. They come in the form of a group of three women that just bonded in this unholiest of places, a waiting room. Country music is playing in the background, not a single window in the place, much less stained glass. Not a place I would have ever thought of receiving a pecan. They don't even know how much they have blessed me. I don't have cancer. They do.

One of these beautiful women has no hair from her chemo. She wears no wig or head covering. As she walked across the room, another of these women commented how pretty her head was. She told her that she hoped her's would be that pretty when all of her hair fell out from her chemo. Then a third woman sitting in between the two spoke up and agreed. She said when I lost my hair I wore a wig just a couple of times, but it was itchy and hot. She continued by saying that she decided not to wear a wig anymore because she wanted people to see her bald head and think about it. The other woman just testified by saying this was her second round with cancer and it was God sustaining her. Wow! These women just connected at a deep level in the waiting room. One used her cancer to cause other people to stop and think about their own lives. Their own health. Another one testifying that God was getting her through. Both serving as witnesses to the third woman that hasn't started her treatments yet. May God's healing hand hold these three women tightly and may they find strength, hope, and peace in His grasp. May His mantle cover them with love and tenderness. Amazing! And the most amazing thing is that I got to witness this conversation and connection. I was almost two hours early for the appointment. I just wanted to come and sit quietly. That wasn't God's plan! None of these amazingly beautiful women know the profound depth of how they touched me. I hope the other waiters in this waiting room were just as moved by this connection among strangers. This was definitely a pecan provided by God. I love how he does this. He is an awesome God!

As I was waiting for another doctor at another doctor's office before arriving here, I saw this lone bird sitting in a tree on this weird branch that didn't seem as if it was part of the tree at all. The bird looked right as me as I snapped his picture. The way he was sitting and the way he was acting made me stop and think about him.

I thought about how I am like this little bird at times. Feeling all alone on a branch that feels like it is not connected to anything- just sitting, looking around, and swaying with the breeze. After snapping his picture, I took a moment to look deeper at his surroundings. His odd branch was attached to a holly bush full of red berries. The holly bush was sitting on the edge of a parking lot, which was surrounded by trees. I realized that this odd branch had roots among the depths of the ground. He was connected after all.

Many times in life we feel like this bird sitting out there away from safety on an odd branch that offers us no protection. I'm sure these women that I encountered today feel like this too. Same as me. It's not the branches that we should be focusing on, but the roots. Our roots must run deep too. They must connect to God in such a deep way that when we are out there sitting on an odd branch we are still connected to Him. Always. He never lets us go. Isn't that a comforting thought? Precious jewel! A real pecan! May we always stay rooted in Him even in waiting rooms and odd branches. Now this is a #pecanreport.