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The Last Picture Show

The other morning I woke up and for the first time since all the craziness of the world got even crazier, I thought, “When is this sci-fi movie we are all characters in, going to end?” For the first time things were really hitting me and I was feeling kind of lost. I didn’t like what I was feeling. I didn’t want to start feeling this way. I’ve been positive about things. When Spring Training was canceled I looked at my husband and said, “Here we go on another adventure.” We both know there has never been a dull moment in our life together. I had the mindset that no matter what, God is in control and things will pass quickly, we will be okay. But here I was waking up a couple of weeks after saying those words, not feeling so positive, not feeling so much that God is in control.

I got myself up out of bed and dressed. I fixed my face and realized why mama was always on me about putting some lipstick on. It makes you feel better is why. I spent some time with the Lord. I ate a good breakfast. The sun was shining, it was going to be a beautiful day. I focused on what God needed me to do that day, instead of focusing on this “thing.” I was going to have to make a trip to the Post Office, so Phillip drove me in his dad’s old pickup. On this newest adventure together, we had to make a pitstop in the town of my husband’s birth. It’s a small Texas town. It’s an old Texas town. Reminds me of the 1970’s movie, ‘The Last Picture Show.’ We drove past the ancient movie theatre, and inside the glass ticket booth sits a mannequin. Now don’t ask me, but yeah, there is a female mannequin, dressed in a red dress, wearing a bleached blonde wig, no lipstick.  There “she” is, sitting in a glass booth and staring out at the world, watching it pass on by.  That mannequin is a symbol of the way I was feeling when I opened my eyes that morning, the way a lot of us are feeling right now, closed in and watching the world pass by. We are missing what we once had, the freedom to move about. The freedom we had to drop in for a visit, to hug family and friends. The freedom to go on a trip to the beach, or the simple freedom to run to the store and grab whatever off the shelf. The freedom to worship together inside four walls. The one thing that hasn’t been taken away, God’s opportunities. Opportunities, even inside the glass booth we find ourselves in. There is opportunity to slow down. There is opportunity for quiet time with God. There is opportunity to spend time raising your kids and loving on them because they will be gone before you know it. There is opportunity to do good for others. There is opportunity for worship because of the Internet and Social Media. To me that is the biggest opportunity of all. Think about that for a minute. Jesus said in Matthew 24:14, “And the Good News about the Kingdom will be preached throughout the whole world, so that all nations will hear it, and then, finally, the end will come.”

Not everyone attends church. Not everyone knows the Good News. Most people do have Internet. I’ve heard Christians complaining about not being able to attend church. Pastors are defying the rules, still having their congregations gather. It seems they can’t see that God is still working in the midst of all of this.  Most churches are having online services. When we share church services on social media, all these shut- inside -the- house people have the ability to watch and hear The Good News about God’s grace for each and every one of them. Opportunity. Today my in-laws’ church will be having service in the church parking lot while members sit in their cars to listen. The surrounding neighborhood will be a witness to this. Opportunity.

God is calling us to take advantage of these hard times. I know it can be difficult some days to get out of bed and put that lipstick on, but let’s do what mama says because it makes us feel better. Wherever God has us today let us do what He desires, by living each day as if it’s the last picture show.

Love, M

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
    his mercies never come to an end;
 they are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.—Lamentations 3:22-23

 

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