The story I don’t tell people, ‘cuz I’m honestly not crazy

Disclaimer:  I have, actually, told this story to very few people, mostly because I feel like they either won’t believe it, or they’ll think I’m crazy if they do.

God has given me lots of gifts.  I’m sure all of you would say the same.  When asked to list them people usually say God has given them: wonderful spouses, beautiful children, health, jobs, etc.  And I would be no different.  In fact, I believe everything I have is a gift from God.  But sometimes . . . every once in a while, He gives you something in such a way that stuns you.  It makes you think, “Wow, God.  I know you’re always here and all, but you just showed up right HERE and did that . . . for me.”  And it makes you warm and fuzzy, and it makes you realize He really is a Father to you – who likes to give you things just because He loves you.

Well, one day, God gave me this:

Copper Scrubby-Thing

Yep, one of those copper pot-scrubber-things.  And I treasure it.

I was in my early 20’s.  I was in a time in my life where I was really trying to draw closer to God, and learn more about Him.  After loosing my earthly father a few years earlier, and feeling that loss very keenly, I was trying to let God fill that void and really feel Him as my Heavenly Father.  And I was struggling with it.  I was also trying to be better about managing money.  I wasn’t bad at it – but I was in a phase where I was really trying to cut spending and impulse purchases.

Also, as you can read in my About Me, I love copper – pretty much anything made of it.  I think it’s just divine.  I’m not big into jewelry, or handbags, or very much of anything, for that matter, that a lot of women are into.  But anything copper catches my eye like a fishing lure to a bass.  And I have a nice little collection of things now, from kitchen gadgets, to art, to jewelry.  But at that time I was just beginning my collection.

So I was shopping at the grocery store.  And – I know you’ve seen them dangling along the sides of the cereal aisles – the little scrubbers were hanging in little individual packages, all bright in their coppery-goodness, and calling to me.  I had always admired them before, but never felt so strongly called to them as I did on this shopping trip.  I WANTED one.  And there was really no reason not to buy it.  I was not hurting for money at all, it was only a purchase of a couple dollars.  But as soon as I selected my coppery treasure and plunked it in my cart, I felt like I shouldn’t do it.  I needed to be disciplined, I thought.  It was the ultimate in “impulse purchases” – just the type of thing I was trying to avoid doing.  And so I put it back, congratulated myself on my proper choice, and didn’t give it another thought.

I bought my groceries, put them in the car, and drove home.  And as I came around the curve and approached my house I saw something in the road, something coppery looking, directly in front of my driveway. I shook my head in disbelief. Then I got out of the car, walked down the drive to the road, and just stood in the middle of the road while the cars drove around me and stared. It was a copper pot-scrubber-thingy – in the package nonetheless!!!! Say WHAAAAT?!?!?!

I really couldn’t believe it.  And this is where I expect people to totally think I’m crazy, or lying or both.  But I felt like God had plunked that thing down there just for me.  Like, wherever all that manna came from back in the day, there was a coppery pot-scrubber-thing up there too, and He let it fall there for me.  He knew I wanted one.  He saw me agonize over the decision.  He watched me put it back.  And He wanted me to have one.  It was actually a different brand, and nicer than the one I had just been looking at in the store.

What is amazing is that it’s not like He provided one for me two weeks later – this was immediately upon driving home from the store – less than half an hour later.  He didn’t give me an old one – like fell-off-the-back-of-the-garbage-truck old.  BRAND NEW.  In the package!  And He left no doubt in my mind that it was from Him – right in front of my freakin’ driveway!!

I picked it up like it was a newborn kitten and took it in the house.  And I set it on the counter and cried.  Yes . . . I cried . . . over a silly little object that’s purpose is to scrub scrambled eggs off my pans.

I have it still, obviously, and I’ve never used it.  It is a reminder to me that God is with me.  That He sees everything I do.  That He cares about all the little things in my life.  That – just like the good father that He is – He wants to give me nice gifts, even when they’re just little copper pot-scrubber things.

I’d love to hear about the little things in life that remind you of God’s presence and never-ending love.  I’d love to be inspired by your stories of times that God showed you He was there – in big or little ways.  Please comment below so we can revel in God’s grace together.

Zero to Hero Challenge – Day 3 “What’s on my mind.”

Day 3 of this challenge is to write the post that your originally had in mind when you started the blog. And, like many people, I have sort of already written it. What I had in mind was not one post, but a way to gratefully express all the wonderful things God is doing in my life, the ways He is meeting my family’s needs, the things He is showing me. So it is a work in progress.
I’ll just post a link here to my original – very first – blog post, which kind of expresses the spirit of my intention – that in the midst of this crazy, imperfect life there is always His Amazing Grace.

“A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches . . .”


Here we are on Day 2 of the Zero to Hero challenges: all about our blog name, tag line, and optional widget explaining a bit more about ourselves.  So all three of mine basically revolve around my appreciation of God’s amazing grace in my life.  I’m here to celebrate my journey through life, and share what God is doing in it.  I am constantly amazed at how He shows up, good or bad, and He is always the same good God, and His promises are always true, and His mercies are always new.  And I’m just in awe.  So thus was born my blog name.

But I love the whole idea of names.  I love my name, which I elaborate on a bit in my About Me.  It’s Vida, and it’s Hebrew, and it means “beloved one,” which my mother chose especially because she wanted me to always know how much I am loved.  And it’s the feminine form of David, which was my father’s name.  And that helps me feel connected to him, because he died many years ago.

I love that God has always known our names.  Isaiah 43:1, John 10:3, Psalm 91:14  I think names are important to Him too.

I’m pretty pleased with my blog’s name for now . . . although my widgets could use some work.

Photo credit here.

Who I Am, and Why I’m Here


I’m attempting to do the Zero to Hero WordPress blogging challenge this month.  Mostly because I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing here, and I would really like to learn so that I can connect with more people, and not annoy them, and things like that.

So my first challenge is sort of an introductory post to tell you about me and why I’m blogging.  I already have a, sort of, “Who I Am” set up as my About Me page here.  But it doesn’t really address the burning issue of “Why I’m Here,” per se.

I’m here because:

1.  Over the last several years, life changes that I’ve made both in my geographical location, and in just what is good for my life have dictated that I loose touch with a lot of people who were once very close to me.  Some of these changes have been very intentional with the purpose of taking my life in a new and healthier direction, some have been forced by the bad decisions of others, and some have just been the result of new responsibilities (i.e. being a new mom) taking up time that was once invested elsewhere.  But now I, kinda, miss people.  I miss chatting about things.  I miss just being able to tell what’s on my heart.  Now don’t get me wrong – I still have wonderful, supportive people in my life, and a husband who is not your typical man and can chat me up seven ways to Sunday.  But sometimes he’s at work, and it doesn’t always fit my lifestyle to pick up the phone to my mom across the country.  And so I blog.

2.  I feel the need to share with people the incredible things God is doing in my life.  Here I reference the aforesaid “changes in the last few years.”  After being a “have-it-all-together,” type-A personality young woman – I’ve had a lot of things shaken up in my life, attitudes changed, assumptions challenged, insights gained, the path of my life redefined.  And after struggling with many challenges I could about what’s ahead.  I have seen God come through for me in impossible situations.  I have learned a deeper level of faith in His power, in His plan, in His love for me – for all of us.  And I want to talk about it.  I want to shout about it!  And so I blog.

And that’s pretty much it.  I look forward to meeting you, and I hope you enjoy meeting me too.

My first post! Drum roll pleeeeeease. (Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrm) TA-DA! Er, um . . . sorry that was disappointing. I’ll do better I promise.

So your first post on your new blog is supposed to be something profound and well thought out, right?  Well, not here.  If I wait around for that it will not get done.  My new mantra is “Just do SOMETHING, and stop waiting around to be perfect ‘cuz the laundry’s never getting done like that,” or something like that but shorter.

ANYWAY,  I have about 50 million urgent (and I mean URGENT, like yes-it-really-will-matter-in-a-year-if-I-don’t-do-it-so-get-out-of-my-way urgent) things to do today.  So what a perfect day to waste take five minutes to say “Hello” and reiterate the whole reason for starting this blog, which is . . .

There is NO WAY I’d be making it through today without God’s grace.  And I am excited to see how He is going to work everything out for His wonderful good, as He always has for me.  So let’s all raise our coffee (with rum, or without) to the One who actually gets it all done.  Thank you Lord!

Aaaaaaaaand, GO!

P.S. Please click here to read a little about me if you have a sec. And now I’m out, for real this time.