{"id":310,"date":"2012-04-17T12:56:00","date_gmt":"2012-04-17T12:56:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fullmeasureofjoy.com\/?p=310"},"modified":"2012-04-17T12:56:00","modified_gmt":"2012-04-17T12:56:00","slug":"the-elevator-incident","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fullmeasureofjoy.com\/?p=310","title":{"rendered":"The Elevator Incident"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Last week, my daughter Bethany took my granddaughter Joy to a local museum. Two of her little friends from preschool and their mom joined them. It was a great day and they enjoyed it (as usual when they are together).<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">The day passed without incident until it was time to head to the upper level of the museum. <\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">They headed to the elevator and somehow, the kids got onto the elevator without the moms. And yes, the doors shut with the kids inside. <\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Bethany said there was silence for approximately three seconds, and then screaming. From the inside of the elevator. They realized what they had done.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Bethany explained to Joy where the \u201copen door\u201d button should be. Of course, there was no writing on that button. It was the universal symbol for \u201copen door,\u201d but Bethany was able to tell Joy to push that button.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">But while Bethany was talking with Joy, one of the kids pressed the \u201cemergency\u201d button, so now from the elevator, crying children and a phone ringing could be heard.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Finally, Joy got the button pressed and the doors opened. Immediately, the trio ran into their mother\u2019s arms. Reunited, the children settled down, but I am pretty sure they will not be running ahead for a while.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">There is nothing like being in the arms of someone who loves you. There is such comfort, peace, security, and pleasure in those moments. I know exactly how these children felt when their mother\u2019s embraced them. <\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">I enjoy feeling God\u2019s arms around me too. Knowing that He is there to protect and comfort me just when I need it most is soothing. <\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Isaiah 40:11 blesses us with comforting words. <i style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\">\u201cHe tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and he carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.\u201d <\/i>He gathers. He carries them close to His heart. He gently leads. What a tender Father we have.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Not only is God tender, but we also can know His power. <i style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\">\u201cThe eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms. He will drive out your enemy before you, saying \u2018Destroy him!\u2019\u201d<\/i> (Deuteronomy 33:27) God is there to protect you against your enemies. Completely!<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">God also desires to pass that strength on to us. Psalm 18:32 says, <i style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\">\u201cIt is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect.\u201d <\/i>His strength is what gets me through most days. I\u2019m so thankful to have this available to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-afKJR-ofQsM\/T5ANg0QZLoI\/AAAAAAAAAJ0\/5HPPUFGWZoM\/s1600\/Beth%27s+036.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"240\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-afKJR-ofQsM\/T5ANg0QZLoI\/AAAAAAAAAJ0\/5HPPUFGWZoM\/s320\/Beth%27s+036.jpg\" width=\"320\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Throughout high school, my best friend Becky, her mother Dodie, and I would sing as a trio. Sometimes in public, but mostly around the piano in their home. One of our favorite songs was \u201cSheltered in the Arms of God\u201d by Dottie Rambo.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender. <br \/>They&#8217;re leading me in the paths that I must trod. <br \/>I&#8217;ll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me <br \/>For I&#8217;m sheltered in the arms of God.<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Soon I shall hear the call from heaven&#8217;s portals<br \/>Come home my child,<br \/>It&#8217;s the last mile you must trod<br \/>I&#8217;ll fall asleep and wake in God&#8217;s sweet heaven<br \/>For I&#8217;m sheltered in the arms of God.<br style=\"mso-special-character: line-break;\" \/><br style=\"mso-special-character: line-break;\" \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Chorus:<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">So let the storms rage high, <br \/>The dark clouds rise, <br \/>They won&#8217;t worry me; <br \/>For I&#8217;m sheltered safe within the arms of God. <br \/>He walks with me, <br \/>And naught of earth shall harm me, <br \/>For I&#8217;m sheltered in the arms of God.<a href=\"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/blogger.g?blogID=2033096624245795031#_edn1\" name=\"_ednref1\" style=\"mso-endnote-id: edn1;\" title=\"\"><span><span><span style=\"font-family: \"Calibri\",\"sans-serif\"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">[i]<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Life is so much easier within the arms of our heavenly Father. Regardless of your struggle today, run into His arms. There you will find all that you\u2019ve been looking for.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Grace and peace be yours in abundance,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">Donna<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;\">In loving memory of Becky&#8230;keep singing my friend.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"mso-element: endnote-list;\"><\/p>\n<hr align=\"left\" size=\"1\" width=\"33%\" \/>\n<div style=\"mso-element: endnote;\">\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/blogger.g?blogID=2033096624245795031#_ednref1\" name=\"_edn1\" style=\"mso-endnote-id: edn1;\" title=\"\"><span><span><span style=\"font-family: \"Calibri\",\"sans-serif\"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;\">[i]<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a> Sheltered in the Arms of God, Dottie Rambo and Jim Davis, copyright 1969 by PEERMUSIC LTD<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last week, my daughter Bethany took my granddaughter Joy to a local museum. Two of her little friends from preschool and their mom joined them. It was a great day and they enjoyed it (as usual when they are together). 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