315. You Take What You Need

Ezra's Birthday train ride, 2012.

Ezra’s Birthday train ride, 2012.

I never told you the story behind this picture:

308.  No Sign of Weakness

308. No Sign of Weakness

We visited E&R a few weeks ago and got hit by a snowstorm.  It took us 2 hours to get home from church.  It took S four hours.  After the meeting was over I looked out the window and wanted to cry because what had been a few flakes had turned into significant accumulation.  But then snow started to fly signifying that Uncle M was already outside shoveling the sidewalk and spreading  salt.  When it was time to get in the car he appeared at my other elbow.  When we got home after a LONG ride the police had already shut down the road outside E&R’s house but let us through when Ernie pointed to his house and promised that we really weren’t passing through.  Then we got stuck on the driveway.  I borrowed Ruthie’s Wellingtons and then Ernie and Tanpo helped me on either side so I didn’t fall.

PS I had totally forgotten Leo at home that weekend.  Good one, Ann|Ning.  I don’t forget Leo anymore because I’m supposed to be practicing having good form, and for now I need Leo for that.  We all know I can get from point A to point B without falling (most of the time), but this is no longer laudable.  I’m supposed to be concentrating on the 10 tips, specifically the hip rotation and the narrower stance.

152.  10 Tips for Learning How to Walk

152. 10 Tips for Learning How to Walk

The point is that this was the first time I walked in significant ice and snow, and I was scared.  But I had some help from my friends, and I made it!

This goes back to my assumption that there will be enough grace in that particular moment for everything I need.”  A few weeks ago I wrote about how I’m going back to my hospitals in Oregon to say “hi” and “thank you” even though it freaks me out because it’s the right thing to do, but I am just saying that I’ll need a Divine infusion of grace when it happens because just the thought of it makes me feel ill presently.  But I got encouraging notes from many of you (thank you!) and I’m still moving forward (mentally) with this plan.

It’s time for me to share two more examples from The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom.  She’s the Dutch lady whose family got caught hiding Jews in their home (and/or were involved in the Resistance) during WWII and then several family members were sent to concentration camps.  As a child, Corrie saw the dead body of a baby during a visit of condolence and was so disturbed she cried all night.  Corrie, her father (who would later die in a Nazi camp) told her, When we ride the train, when do I give you the ticket?

Right before, Corrie answered.

That’s right, her father continued.  And this was like many things in life, he explained.  Oftentimes the knowledge of these things is too heavy for us to carry in advance.  But we trust that our Heavenly Father will give us what we need when we need it.

Corrie illustrates this with great power later in the book when she describes meeting one of her former captors at a speaking engagement in post-war Germany.  I wasn’t able to find this in the book with my inadequate Kindle search skills, but thankfully it was readily available at PBS.org here.

She was speaking about the power of God’s forgiveness and a man made his way to the front.  He was in civilian clothes but she immediately recognized him from Ravensbruck and the old shame, anger, and bitterness welled up inside her.  He had since become a Christian, however, and wished to ask her to forgive him since she had mentioned Ravensbruck in her talk and he took the opportunity to ask “Fraulein” (he didn’t recognize her) if she would forgive him for his past actions.

She couldn’t do it.  Even though she was busy preaching about God’s transformative power she was too taken with the memory of suffering, particularly her dear sister Betsie’s suffering and death, to see straight.  But she prayed for God’s help and said, Lord, I can lift my hand – I can do that much.  You must supply the feeling.

So she lifted her hand to shake the former guard’s, and when she did she felt what was like an electric shock run down her arm and the current transfer into his.  God had indeed supplied the grace she needed at that moment to be living proof that the Cross really does transform.  “I forgive you, brother,” she said, “With my whole heart!”

This illustration of living grace has stuck with me for years.  I feel “lighter” just thinking of it – talk about discarding baggage.  When human forgiveness is impossible, nothing is impossible with God – and His forgiveness brings sweet freedom.

I learned in Speech Therapy about breathing techniques.  Most people don’t have to think about breathing and speaking simultaneously, but people like me often get tripped up between the two and end up using “residual air” to keep on talking even though they’ve run out of gas.  K exaggerated the breathing process for me so I could see her appropriate intake and usage of oxygen to say what she wanted to.  “See?” she illustrated.  “You take what you need.”

That’s my plan.  Every day I’m trying to take what I need.  Like air when I’m speaking, it’s not like I’m ever in a situation where oxygen is in short supply – I just need to practice accessing it appropriately.  I’m also working on the assumption that God’s grace is unlimited so there will be no shortage when I access those resources.  I just need to practice having faith that I will receive what I need when I need it.

7 thoughts on “315. You Take What You Need

  1. Hi Ning,
    Thank you for this brilliant illustration of ‘you take what you need’ and Grace.
    Indeed His Grace is Sufficient for us. Praise and Thank the Lord.
    Loads of Love,
    Aunty Peng Leaxx

  2. Love this post – the pics AND the thoughts. We heard some good encouragement last night at the prayer meeting – that sometimes God’s answers to our prayers are simply that His grace is sufficient (i.e., Paul asking for the thorn in his flesh to be removed). God’s grace is sufficient, unlimited as you said, and will never be depleted – it’s not like when He grants us some grace, He then needs to replenish His supply. Thank you for the encouragement and challenge in this post.

    I always enjoy your references to Corrie Ten Boom. Remember when you horrifyingly “forced” me to read The Hiding Place when I confessed that I hadn’t yet read it? (I couldn’t put it down!) Hannah loves Corrie Ten Boom and considers her one of her heroes. 🙂 We miss Uncle M and Aunty M! I am not surprised at all that he was the one who was right there to help you to the car. Also, love the pic of E&E – like father, like son!

  3. Oh, Ning, I’m mad at myself for taking so long to tell you how much I love(and benefit from) reading your posts, and what a gifted writer you are. I bought 5 of your books and gave four of them away to friends. I read my copy from cover to cover on Christmas day – didn’t want to put it down. I am hoping I will be able to see you when you come to Portland.
    With love in Christ from Mea

  4. Hi again! I came back to say (since I thought of it after posting my first comment) that since living down here, I’ve seen/heard two different women act the role of Corrie Ten Boom as an older lady talking about her life. They dress like her, wear their hair like her, talk like her, and tell her stories. One of the actresses lives someone relatively close to me (ish), and one is from like, California or something. Both very good! I didn’t know this was a “thing,” did you?

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