June 30, 2014

A Great Big “Hi” to All of You! I’ve missed you!

I’ve meant to write and actually have scribbled some thoughts since my last “Coffee with Jesus.” However, while I didn’t get those thoughts into the computer, I haven’t missed a single morning without my coffee and definitely haven’t missed a morning without Jesus. He’s always there for me.
I scribble still on paper. It’s easier to sit with paper and pen than to prop up a laptop and type. Besides, since I had no wifi, there was no use putting thoughts on the computer. I couldn’t send it on anyway. That’s my excuse.
Wifi is a biggie these days. Kids, adults, everyone comes here and almost the first question after “Where is the bathroom?” is, “What is your wifi code?” That’s today’s world. No one can exist without their phones, tablets, kindles, etc. Me, too. I’m guilty too.

I am back in my spot on Stag Island. My corner in the cottage has glass on three sides. On the north side I see the bird feeders, in the front, I look out over the water. On the third side I see down south where the weather actually seems to originate and approach. We’ve had some glorious weather here but this a.m. I see clouds scud over the water, blow north, and take my sunshine away. That’s ok, though. I love to see storms come and go.

I’ve had a fun two weeks. I watched my granddaughter process down the aisle to receive her High School diploma. I shared the fun of her graduation party. Then my dear friend, Marie, and her granddaughter drove up to help me get settled at the cottage. I had their loving care and fun presence for five days and then my daughter, Jackie, and my granddaughter, Joanna, came. Jo will be married in July and wanted to have a “fling before the ring” with her bridesmaids, future mother-in-law, and friends. Jess came with her three little ones. We were all female except for Colton who is almost two. My house was full of giggling silly women, who did every girly thing we could think of. Plus eating. We did a great deal of eating. We had a great time.
The girls left, one or two at a time, except for Jess and the kids. They stayed on to play in the sand and water. I loved having them. My great grandkids are the cutest things!

Last Friday, they too, left; but John, my oldest, and his wife, Karen, came by Friday evening. I think all this coming and going has been carefully orchestrated so that I will not be alone here. I am not afraid to be alone, but do appreciate their efforts to care for me.

Karen always brings fun things to do. This time was not an exception. She brought a doodling book! Art work from doodles! That is right up my alley! I love to doodle and do it constantly, wherever I am. I always have a pen in my hand and draw nothings on grocery lists, magazines in the Dr.’s office, church bulletins, and even on Pastor Greg’s sermon note page. I admit it. I doodle pretty constantly in church. I do listen. I do take notes. But I doodle too.

So we are going to take our doodling to a new and productive level. We will make ‘doodle’ greeting cards. We were sitting there, exclaiming over the fun of creating beauty from scribbles, when Karen said, “What would Jesus doodle?” We giggled at that; but if you think about it, Jesus probably did doodle. Did He write something in the sand with His stick or did He just doodle? We won’t know, but what encouraged me the most was the casual acceptance of Jesus’ presence in our home and our activities. His presence here into every facet of our lives is so natural. It seems so right.
Before I really knew Christ as my personal Savior, His name always seemed to be private and almost embarrassing to be used in conversation. I am overwhelmed and proud that my family counts His name and presence as a normal thing.

Jesus will doodle with us. He will be with us in everything we do all day. He is with me at night. Still, my most precious time with Him is always the beginning of the day when I have “My coffee with Jesus.”

What would Jesus doodle? I am sure that like all His creation, it will be beauty, goodness and joy! What will you doodle? Whatever it is, do it with Jesus!
My love to all of you,
Irma Jane Fritz-Zager