Sharon D. Corbett

TATEMAE - FALSE FRONT - KIBUN

2010-09-30T23:16:00.004+09:00

Tatemae is a Japanese word that is rarely used, but is understood by all. Kibun is the equivalent in the Korean language. In the Western world, it seems there is not one particular word to describe a “false front,” except for the word “mask.”

I am sure no one reading this has ever put up a front to appear fine, when in all actuality there was nothing fine about you at that moment. If you were asked, “How are you doing?” your reply was, “Fine, thank you.”

On the other hand, there are times when people dislike someone very much. When they come into your presence, you act friendly, as though everything is fine. There are some people, who have the ability to plan your murder, but take you to dinner first.

It seems that we live day by day taking each other at “face value”. Everything looks good, sounds good, so it must be good. With all the smiles, there are no worries like everyone else has.

I have learned through the years to look through and past smiles. I always look at eyes to see what is really going on in a person’s life. My husband has always told me that I could never be a good liar, robber or murderer because my eyes would completely give me away without me saying one word.

Do you ever look in the mirror and wonder what “your eyes” are really telling other people? Yes, ladies can cover up their eyes with various kinds of make-up, but the eye itself still tells the story.

I was thinking the other day how the pictures that have been posted show only smiles and happiness. I thought, “WOW! No one has ANY IDEA what a battle that is being waged in the heavenlies. What faith is being required in our lives in recent months. In the past couple months, apparently God decided that our faith, after these decades of tests and trials, just needed to have further testing. I guess one main characteristic of an old, seasoned warrior is being able to wage major warfare, yet while standing in the middle of the battle, and STILL HAVE JOY and KNOW VICTORY IS SURE!!!

In almost 43 years of marriage and ministry, we have never faced such a time as this, yet the JOY of the Lord gives me strength each day. We have never missed a rent payment in almost 43 years until now. Yet the song says, LIVING BY FAITH. I am often reminded of the promises God has spoken directly to me, “Sharon, I will never leave you and Dan. You will never do without. You will never lack.” I must confess I have said a few times during the past month, “Excuse me, Father. Is our rent not a lack?”

I choose to be blessed instead of stressed. Jesus is our banker. He is Jehovah Jireh. He is Jehovah Shalom. As the children’s song says, “Why worry, when you can pray. Trust Jesus, He’ll show the way. Don’t be a doubting Thomas. Rest fully on His promise. Why worry, worry, worry, worry, when you can pray?”

I choose to say that I am fine, because I am resting fully in His promises and I know that He has my back so I will not fall or fail. It would be very easy to say, “There is just no way we can continue to live here with insufficient income.” One missionary family working with us years ago, returned to the states, because they were concerned they were losing “too much” in their bank savings in the states due to exchange rates. We could say, “Excuse me, Father, don’t You think it is time for us to retire and just settle down in the states?”

I love what one of the definitions of the word trust is in the Amplified Bible. First, let us look at what KJV says in Psalm 22:8. “He trusted on the LORD [that] he would deliver him.” Amplified Bible is taken from Hebrew, which says, “He trusted and rolled himself on the Lord, that He would deliver him.” It seems nowadays, we never think of “rolling ourselves on the Lord,” literally trusting Him no matter what. Do we dare be so radical to trust God to that extent? Probably the first people to criticize would be fellow Christians, but don’t ask them when they last trusted the Lord for something.

If I love the Lord, trust Him to the point of rolling my WHOLE LIFE on Him, then I guess I better say, “You know what? Though the storms rage, and the winds blow, I trust You, for You are the Peace Maker of the storm. When You, Lord, are my pilot, You will deliver me to the other side.”

Please look at my eyes and tell me, that you see life everlasting and joy unspeakable and full of glory. If you see something that is negative, dark or hidden in my eyes, then please pray for me. Reach out to me with loving arms. I will do the same with you. Many times I have been face to face with precious people through the years, and hesitated to say what I was seeing behind their “tatemae.” I never had another chance to reach out to them. Time is too short to let loved ones, friends and acquaintances slip past us.

The greatest deception is to look at someone and disregard what God is showing you or telling you because of their name or position. Maybe they are older than you and have been a Christian many, many more years than you. Guess what? That person is human, the same as you. Their tests are tougher than yours because they have been a Christian longer, so they are tested in the level where they are in the Word and in knowing Him.

Next time you shake hands with someone in church, look in their eyes and see with your heart, not with your reasoning. BUT remember, what are they seeing when they look into your eyes?

LIFE'S SPLIT-SECOND FLASHES!

2010-09-26T20:15:00.005+09:00

Despite my age, I have learned the need to be extremely flexible and speak or move in a split-second. If I were a person who had to think or talk about things before speaking or moving, well, I can’t imagine what I would have missed.

This past week seemed to be filled with such split-second flashes. For years we followed “traditional” methods and ways, but have finally learned that it is those “split-second” or unexpected moments that bring the changes. Looking back in the history of this nation and the multitudes of missionaries that have come and gone, the question arises: Why is there less than one percent of Christians? There is no criticism or fault finding for any of the marvelous work done by forerunners, but just wondering.

Missionary friends who lived here for several decades were still thrilled to have three people attend their Sunday service. They had a building; taught English classes; taught Bible studies; taught cooking classes and did home-schooling, allowing other students to join in. They knew many people in the area and were extremely in the language. Many times I have asked myself, “Why were they so thankful and pleased to have three attend their service on Sundays?” After all the years of work, they were still thankful that “three” came.

After being missionaries before in Korea, we knew all the do’s and don’ts of what we must do, so we set out to work over thirty years ago. Volunteer mission workers came and went. Ministers with every kind of credential came and went, yet here we stand with very little to show for all that had been done. Buildings, apartments, houses, vacation Bible schools, camps for children, families, weekends, a day, or English camps; youth meetings, children events, home stay groups, just to mention a few, were all ways of reaching out to people here. Many times, they were carried out with every detail fulfilled.

Praying, fasting, crying, singing, praising, and worshiping didn’t seem to move the mountains until recently. This past week was amazing. The previous Saturday we had helped move one of the gals to the other side of the city to live with some friends she had evangelized and won to the Lord. As we walked into their condominium, the mother was meeting Dan for the first time. She kept saying how she felt something warm inside her heart meeting Dan and me that day. She asked us to please come back and before we left, she and Dan talked about us coming to have Bible studies in their home. She said that she wants to be a 100% Christian. She said that she needs to ask some questions before she can be 100%. She is so excited about the Lord.

Monday a couple visited our home and there was such openness, heart-to-heart talking. They are beautiful young Christians and want to serve the Lord with all their hearts. They felt they needed to come and ask for counsel and prayer. Tuesday brought other opportunities with individuals. Thursday was a day of breakthrough in someone’s life that was very bound by the enemy. In the midst of having Gals’ Day with some young ladies, the Lord opened the door in a “SPLIT-SECOND” and I was able to do counseling with them. We were all four shocked how fast it happened. What a “life-changing” moment.

Friday brought two of the young ladies for discipleship training class in the evening, but suddenly the Lord changed what we were studying and took it into depths we never dreamed. They both spent the night after we stopped about 12:30 a.m.

Saturday morning seemed normal preparing breakfast for the gals. One was due to spend time with one of the gals that has been devastated and closed off for several months. Oh how we have missed her and how we have all been praying and fasting on her behalf. Suddenly she wanted to meet with one. The other one and I decided to drive up the mountain to a waterfall.

After awhile we went back to pick up the second one for a counseling session with yet another lady. Suddenly something changed, because this lady couldn’t come. Then one of those “split-second” flashes came for us three to go pick up the other person met in the morning and take her to a mountain top. What a crazy idea! We called and she was willing. But…wait a minute…all of a sudden the counselee was coming through the gate. What shall we do???

When she came in, we knew she was not having a good day. We asked her if she would like for us to pray together and not have counseling that day since she had a bad morning. She smiled and said that would be good. We had quite a time of prayer, to the point a neighbor slammed their windows and door shut. We weren’t so loud, but they apparently didn’t like hearing the name of Jesus. After we hugged her and talked some, she returned home.

We three went to pick up the one we had been praying for during these past months. We four stopped by another young ladies’ beauty shop. Two of us sat in the car, while two went in to say hi and give something to her. The lady, her baby, her mother and nephew were all there with her, so our two gals had prayer with all of them there in the beauty shop. They were so happy that we had stopped by and they had prayer with them.

We began driving to where He had inspired us to go, to the top of the mountain. Our precious gal, who had been in such pain and sadness, had been living in a “valley”. Suddenly the Lord told me why He directed us to pick her up and go to the top of the mountain. He said, “She has been in the valley and now it is time for you three to take her to the “top of the mountain”. We laughed and talked together.

Two of them had never been to this place. It was quite a drive up the mountain, besides the fact of passing many, many, many different gods on the way. Those places were extremely dark and full of death and sadness. It seemed the further we climbed, the more laughter took place. By the time we reached the top, it was breath taking. We got out of the car and there we stood in the beauty of the mountains and the ocean. We could see all of Fukuoka City (1.5 million) and other surrounding towns. What a sight to behold!

We took pictures, talked, laughed more, and then I said, “Do you know what I’d like to do more than anything?” They couldn’t imagine. “See that spot on the grass there? I’d love to just go sit down and then lie down and look up at the sky.” The three jumped up at the suggestion and we four were lying on the side of the mountain on the grass looking up at the beautiful blue sky with small clouds passing over. What beauty!!!

Do you know what? We didn’t have a service. We didn’t sing any songs. We didn’t preach or teach any Bible verses. But that day we had a “breakthrough”. God’s love consumed our precious sister and she has been restored back into our midst.

After we took her home, the three of us returned to our house. Dan joined us to hear the good things of what God had done that day. As we joined hands to pray, I could do nothing but cry thinking of each one God had done such marvelous things in throughout the week.

We are constantly reminded that Jesus went to “where the people were”. He healed them “where they were”. He didn’t tell them to “come here or there to meet Him”. His three years of ministry were filled with “split-second flashes” or “split-second changes”. So often the Word that He left this town headed for that town, and “on the way” different healings and deliverances happened. His days, journeys and plans were interrupted by an individual in need. He healed them and delivered them. If He had been consumed with focusing one building or location, probably most of the miracles would have never happened, because He would not have “been on His way” to some place.

Split-second flashes! Split-second changes! Split-second happenings! I am hungering and desiring ALL that God wants to do – whenever, wherever, however He wants. No more traditions, methods, or talk trying to figure out how and what to do. I Corinthians 4:20 shows us so very clearly that God’s kingdom is only of power, not of talk. As the song says, I’ll say “Yes, Lord, Yes! to Your will and to Your way. I’ll say “Yes, Lord, Yes! I will trust You and obey. When Your Spirit speaks to me, with my whole heart, I’ll agree. And my answer will be, “Yes, Lord, Yes!”

Life's Craziness

2010-09-20T09:31:00.004+09:00

As I looked at my last blog, it is hard to believe so much time has passed. When I wrote about my little friend, many wonderful things had been happening in his life. As anyone can see from the smiles, there was such love and happiness. Right after that wonderful time, in the same week, my father passed away, and his mother had something devastating happen. SAD??? Oh yes.

The saddest part of it all is that the happiness and love was rejected because of the happening. It seems that life is full of ups and downs. It is amazing how that many of us react in the same way - we blame God. We get upset and can only believe that God is the one responsible, so many people take their hurts, frustrations, and disappointments out on God. Did God change? Nope! Instead of realizing that there are many other factors in any situation, God gets blamed!

Being on the other side of the world, knowing that Mom was literally carrying the whole load by herself until others were able to get there, was a time I had to trust the Lord. God has never failed me yet though, so I didn't need to start now to worry.

I was sitting here in my little office, and suddenly felt compelled to call my Mom. She was sitting beside Dad's bedside in the nursing home. He was no longer eating, but was glad she was with him. As she and I were talking, she said, "Honey, do you want to say hi to your Dad?" Of course I did. She held the phone to his ear so he could hear from my voice.

"Hi, Dad. I love you! I miss you very much!" I could quietly hear him trying to respond to me, but I knew he couldn't talk at the moment, so I just kept talking. "Dad, I talked with Jesus and I told Him that I trust you into His care. I know that He knows what is best for you, so, Dad, it is okay for you to go with Him. Mom will be okay and I will be okay too. Dad, don't worry anymore about Mom. Jesus has her in His hands and He will take care of her. Now, Dad, I just want you to know how much that I really do love you. Thank you for all that you taught me. Thank you for teaching me how to throw a baseball and softball. Thank you for teaching me how to pass and kick a football. Thank you for teaching me how to shoot marbles and always win. And thanks for teaching me how to play checkers. Most of all and more than anything else, Dad, thank for teaching me to believe in Jesus. Thank you for every time you prayed for me when I got sick and you would always say, "You will be alright now." Even after I was married you still prayed and told me that. Dad, I really do miss your phone calls and you praying for me on the phone. I will really miss you, Dad, but it is okay. I release you, Dad, to go. I release you into Jesus' arms. Don't hold on any longer. Let Jesus take you to be where He is. I love you, Dad! I love you soooooooooo much!!!!!!!!!!

Needless to say, I started crying and my Dad heard me crying, which I believe was good. I didn't plan to cry or to say all of those things, but you know what, my Dad heard from his daughter's heart. In less than 24 hours, while my Mom and a hospice nurse were sitting in his room talking, Dad just left. Mom realized that he had stopped breathing. WOW! He finally left with Jesus. Peaceful? Oh yes. Comfort? Oh yes. Such love and peace consumed my Mom. No I wasn't at the funeral, but Mom and I talked several times by phone and I knew God was truly carrying her.

To my greatest surprise, God miraculously provided the way to go to the states 2 weeks later. My going to the states gave Mom something to look forward to. I knew that my going was not to try to move her, change this or that in her life, but just go be with her and love her. Going to McDonalds every morning and doing pretty much the same things was quite challenging for me, after my very busy schedule here, but to just sit together and enjoy each other's company was priceless.

Her birth certificate became a challenge when the one she had all her life was changed at the state office and they said, "That is final." SMILE!!! Well, that means her drivers license had to be updated. How crazy was that?

Worrying about money, God had told Mom many times in the past couples years, "I will provide. I will work things out." Well, she and I stood in the drivers license office and she looked at me saying, "Sharon, I don't know what I should do. I can wait till later, because I don't think I can afford to do this today." In front of the counter before the woman came to wait on Mom, I said, "Excuse me, Mom. What did you say that God told you?" She said, "I know, but......." I said, "Mom, there are NO BUTS to what God says. He knows what is going on and He will take care of you."

Just then, the lady came to ask her questions. She stated that it would cost $24.50. First the lady would need to call the state office to change everything, then she would process it. Mom looked at me and said, "Lord, Sharon, it is $24.50." I said, "Mom! What did He say?"

The lady came back and said, "Everything is taken care of in that office. Now lets get this done. Instead of $24.50, Mrs. Settles, it will only be $3.50 for you. Lets take your picture. Please step over this way." Mom's eyes bugged out as she passed me by. I said while snickering, "Excuse me, what did HEEEEEEEE say?" I wanted to laugh so hard, but I behaved myself till we got into the car.

When things in life seem to become the craziest ride, focus on the tree tops. Who knows, God might be there.

A Tiny Angel

2010-05-05T23:54:00.003+09:00

It is so amazing how we read the Bible, even preach, teach, sing its words, yet, still seem amazed when God does something special. Most of the time, people are talking about their children, grandchildren and family members. Certain holidays are when families spend the time together, right? At times, when a baby is born then everyone celebrates with excitement, wanting to see the baby and hold him or her.

At the news of our family's newest addition, being 8000 miles away, I knew I would be thankful to see pictures as they would be downloaded onto the computer or even get to see the baby via Skype. It is hard enough being so far away, but then to not see pictures, except for a few in the very beginning, I wonder if the baby will be walking by the time I see another picture. I haven't and won't complain, but God is the ONLY ONE who really knows this old heart of mine. I love my children, my grandchildren and now my tiny little great-grandchild.

Hugs??? Oh I could hug each one of my family and not stop hugging them for days or weeks or longer, so since I can't hug any of them, I hug each and everyone that comes into our home here. I used to always follow the customs and traditions of bowing and being ever so polite, but ONE DAY it allllllllllllll changed to "hugs".

You see, we were standing in front of a hospital years ago, with the oldest daughter of an elderly man we regarded as our Japanese grandfather. His daughter and husband were bowing and thanking us for coming to the hospital. Her Dad was in critical condition. As we were holding our umbrellas in the drizzling rain, also bowing, the Lord said, "Sharon, hug her." I thought, "But, this is Japan. They don't hug." Again He said, "Sharon, HUG HER!" Just then I started to put my arm around her shoulder and she fell onto my chest and wept like a baby as I held her in my arms. What a lesson I learned that day.

Now I catch the looks of onlookers in stores, parking lots or anywhere I may be giving someone a hug, and I see the look of "envy" instead of "scorn". People are starving for LOVE - that precious AGAPE LOVE!!!

Recently I was totally exhausted from cooking, and having many things going on with people coming and going non-stop for several days. I knew that I needed to just be still and rest, at least a few hours. All of a sudden, I seemed to feel strength come into my body, and I was clearly instructed to go to a small Japanese church, where I fellowship from time to time, and feel I am part of the family there.

Upon arriving, one of the gals seemed very surprised to see me. I couldn't imagine why such surprise. She told me that she and her friend had just prayed on the way to the service, "Jesus, please bring Sharon san here in Your timing." They didn't know which Sunday, but they hoped it would be soon, because they wanted to talk with me. I showed up just minutes later.

As the mother of a little baby girl, who was just born in March, was standing in the front door entrance, I kissed the baby's head. I said, "Oh how I would love to hold her." Immediately the mom put her into my arms. Ooooooooooooooh my! Tears started flowing out of my eyes so fast, I couldn't stop them. I then realized that God had been mindful of what I needed more than anything else that day. I didn't realize how much I needed to hold that TINY ANGEL. I needed to hold one of my granddaughters or my new great granddaughter, but since that was not possible, He had that TINY ANGEL placed into my arms. No words can tell what healing flooded my being that day.

As I held her, she fell asleep in my arms. I stood for awhile there in the entrance while the praise and worship music was going on, and my tears just flowed and flowed. I knew God had decided what His daughter needed, and chose to use that TINY ANGEL to minister to my heart.
When my tears stopped, I entered and sat during the service holding her so tightly in my arms.

One other time at the close of a women's retreat in Honolulu, Hawaii, we gathered in one of the churches for a special Sunday evening service. Before the service, one of the ladies I had met in the retreat brought her baby and little girl to show me. The baby wanted to come into my arms, to the mother's surprise. The baby put both arms on my shoulders and put her head on my shoulder. She stayed there and patted my shoulder with her tiny hand.

The mom and grandmother stood amazed because the baby had never done such a thing. As my tears flowed out of my eyes, I looked at them and said, "Oh, I just realized what is happening. I didn't think that I was missing my grandchildren, but when your baby began patting my shoulder and my tears started flowing, I realized God is loving me through your baby. WOW!!!" This continued for several minutes, then the TINY ANGEL's job was finished. I was filled with such a peace and love.

To be loved by a TINY ANGEL is the most awesome experience. You know that it is really Father loving you through the baby.

When you parents, children, spouse, grandchildren or even great-grandchildren can't or won't hug you, love, or bless you, KNOW that your Heavenly Father knows what you need. He will bless you, and give you love through whom He chooses.

Time Flies When You're Having Fun

2010-03-18T22:16:00.006+09:00

It is often said, "Time flies when you're having fun." Some days life seems to stand still while other days last but minutes. Schedules of classes, counseling sessions and ministry can be the week's agenda, but nothing can take the place of a time to stop and enjoy something. Today was one of those days.

One of the gals wanted to stop and bring milk and eggs to give us. Although my schedule was to be full of cleaning and working today in preparation for the next two days, I felt directed to just stop what I had planned and spend some time visiting.

She has a little son, who is not three yet. When I opened the front door today, he greeted me then stepped into the front door entrance. Took off his shoes and then stepped up onto the floor. He walked on into the living room and began to take his little jacket off. As his mom and I walked into the room, he said with a smile, "I'm spending the night here tonight." She and I were completely shocked, because he has never said that before. She and I were talking and she had taken her coat off. He went to his mom and said, "Please take your coat off because we are going to stay." This is NOT normal for a little guy to be like that. It just proved how much he enjoys coming to this Grandma's house. Smile!!!

Living thousands of miles (7182 miles/11,558 km) from my five grandchildren, one can only dream about one of those special hugs for a Grandma. I don't spend my time thinking about my grands and not being with them, or I would go nutty. God gives such comfort and peace so He blesses in that.

Today was a surprise from my Heavenly Father, I believe. In the midst of my mind being sooooooooooo busy, this afternoon ended up being one of those special moments God prepared "just for me". When she called about coming, soon the Lord put an idea into me. I really wanted to say, "Excuse me, Lord, did You forget what allllllll I was planning to get done today?" Instead that idea became very strong and I knew that it was something I was to do.

We sat down in the living room, but he stepped into the dining area and sat down at the table. He said, "Please come here and sit to talk." She and I went and sat down at the table and kept talking. I simply said in English (and he does NOT speak or understand English), "I just finished preparing... and ... for our visitors who are coming tomorrow to spend the night. Do you think he would be interested in making cookies? Has he ever done it before?" His eyes lit up and his eyebrows raised, then he looked at us, saying, "Cookies? Cookies?" She asked if he would like o make cookies and he readily agreed.

I got my recipe and then went to get the necessary ingredients. He came to help me and he carried things. He was so happy to help. He and his mom sat down on the footstool in the kitchen while I began to mix the ingredients. Each time I added things, I had him count with me in English.

Finally everything was mixed together. We three went back to the table and I put some dough into a smaller bowl just for him to work with. He did a wonderful job. He took it very, very seriously. I gave him smaller cookie sheets so we would know which cookies were his and his mommie's. He was so proud to take some cookies to his grandparents and then take some to his Daddy.

Please enjoy these pictures. This was a day that the Lord let me feel like "Grandma". WOW!!! He really knew how much I needed that privilege. He even gave me a kiss before they left. WOW!!! What a special day for this grandma!!!

New Life

2010-01-25T21:04:00.003+09:00

Today was such an exciting day. For over 40 some years I have taught Bible studies, classes, seminars, etc. but today was very special.

December was such a busy month of baking, cooking, teaching, training, giving, giving, giving, but somehow in the midst of everything 4 ladies accepted Jesus into their hearts. Christmas Day finished with one stating she wanted to accept Jesus into her heart while standing in our front door entrance with her friend who brought her.

Today I sat down across the table from 2 of the ladies to teach them their first Bible study ever.
The freshness of telling someone that there are 66 books in the Bible, and then explain the front part is called Old Testament and the latter part is called New Testament was so special. They have such a desire to learn. There are no words to describe how privileged I felt today.

Isn't it amazing how people sit in Sunday School classes, feeling and acting so bored? Isn't it amazing how people sit in Church, feeling and acting so bored? Sitting with the different people I have been teaching and training in the Word, they are not bored, but instead they are thrilled to have found out about God's love. They all want to know more and more and more. The more they hear, the more they want.

You see, when you were born in the midst of many, many idols, shrines, and temples, you can't imagine anything about an unconditional love. You can't imagine there is actually a deity that is all about an unconditional love, because all the gods you have ever known about control people with fear, fear and more fear.

To hug a Grandma and her feel love, what a smile comes on her face. To smile at someone in a store, bank, post office and watch their whole countenance change, makes you want to keep smiling all day.

I'm sorry, but I think that boredom and no interest in church is because God's love is not the center of the gathering. If Jesus were there, would He actually be welcome? Why would I say such a thing as that? Well, you see He went where the people were. He met their needs and didn't stop to build a building to get attention and show what he had done. He always thought about the needs of the people. When the disciples wanted to send the crowd away, Jesus cared for their hunger and fed them. When the blind man was told to shut up, Jesus heard his cry and healed him.

How many walk into church buildings that are cold and lifeless? They are hungry for truth, love, joy and peace, but walk out empty. The service was perhaps beautiful to the natural eyes and ears, but why did people leave the same as they had come?

Jesus was never too busy to stop and heal someone; to raise a woman's dead child; to set someone free from demonic control or just listen to someone. He loved. He forgave. He cared.
When you see someone that is broken and cast down as this rose, do you usually choose to walk on by, step on it, or pick it up?

Grandma4Today

2009-11-19T23:40:00.006+09:00

I have been a Grandmother for twenty years and still remember the thrill and joy I had when my first grandchild was born. Living in Japan made it quite difficult to pick up someone else’s baby to hug it or play with it, because most babies never had seen a person with light colored hair. You can imagine how it would be for a baby always seeing black hair and smaller people, then, suddenly a strange looking rather large character suddenly comes near and touches the baby. Total panic would erupt.

When our first son was born in Japan, everyone wanted to hold him and show him off through the stores. He handled all of the attention and excitement, but it was a completely different story when I wanted to hold or talk to one of the other babies. The babies would just begin to cry and cry and cry. I was not used to having any baby react like that until we lived in Japan. Previously the babies in the church we pastored stateside all loved me. For several years, I was very sad to not have a baby to hug, hold and love.

When our granddaughter was born in the hospital here, the specialist was a personal friend who delivered her. In that private hospital, being the only foreign baby, she got very much attention. For the first four years of her life, with her blond hair and blue eyes, she was always the center of attention anywhere she was taken. My husband and I could not seem to hug her enough. Her birth had brought sunshine and smiles to our faces that had been missing for those many years. Our daughter seemed to spend every moment possible with her, laughing and playing with her. Our family had been blessed with a special little treasure that no words could describe.

Three years later her baby sister was born. Our hearts jumped for joy and were filled with excitement once again. No matter what burdens we were made to bear in responsibilities, their little faces, smiles and hugs brought joy that made every burden almost non-existent. In those days, we traveled to various countries much of the time. Exhausted and feeling as though our feet could not take another step, when the smiles and the sounds of their voices resounded in the airport, all of a sudden, the tiredness left and we were ready to be hugged.

Those four years seemed full and overflowing with hugs, smiles and laughter. When the oldest one was four and the younger a little over one, they went to the states for a summer trip, and never returned. All of a sudden, the house was full of toys, and no children. Where there were smiles, hugs and laughter, now there was only sadness and tears.

I realized that I needed to focus on where I was and what God wanted me to do, instead of being sad, so I gave my grandma’s heart to the Lord and depended on Him for strength. To be honest, I didn’t do too good for the first few months, because we daily felt the void in every area of our lives. You can’t suddenly not hear laughter, singing, and joyful sounds and NOT miss it.

About six months later, my husband and I traveled to some of the Asian countries. I was not thinking about the grandchildren and knew God had certainly helped me. While sitting outside one evening with the National Director’s wife in the middle of the property, she was called away to take care of something. None of the orphans were allowed to come near us, being the visitors, so as to not disturb or bother us.

Two of the orphan girls were standing a distance away looking at me. I began to motion for them to come to me, but they were bashful and afraid because they knew they were not supposed to come near me and bother me. I insisted that they come as I kept motioning my hand for them to come. When they got to me, I put my arms around one of them and gave her a very tight hug I then did the same to the other girl. They just melted in my arms. They smiled and smiled because they could not believe that I had done that. I had never seen any of the staff or workers hugging any of the children. That night I wanted to hug those two girls so I was very glad the wife had been called away for several minutes. Smile!!! They knew that they best leave before she returned so they slowly walked away, continuing to wave and wave and wave to me.

As they walked away, the Lord began to say something to me. “Sharon, you have been so sad because your grandchildren moved to the states, but do you realize how many times you hugged them? Do you realize how much love you have poured into your grands? You took them shopping, went to McDonalds, bought toys, and did so many things together, especially with the first one. Sharon, do you realize that those girls have never had one hug until your hug just now? You have so much love and so many hugs to give, and these kids have never had such an experience just one time. They need your hugs.”

I sat there and could only weep. From that evening until now, I am thrilled when I have the privilege to be with my grandchildren and share all the hugs, BUT each day I am never without the thought, “Who am I near that needs a hug? Who is it that has never had a real Grandma hug?”

You would be amazed how many people you pass each day that a hug would keep them from committing suicide. A hug would make them realize that they do have a purpose to be alive. A hug would cause them to reconsider giving up on life and believing everything hopeless. A hug might be their first time in their whole life to feel love.

Your smile may change a day for a person who is depressed in a bank, post office, gas station, or grocery store. Don’t fake it. If it is not real, then look sour like everybody else. A fake smile is worse than no smile. Perhaps you yourself need to be hugged. The best way to fix that is by hugging someone who is in greater need of a hug.

I have no idea where this came from, but it crossed my path back in the 90’s: Perhaps you could make it into a coupon and start giving them out to people. SMILE!!!

Hugs are fat-free, sugar-free

And require no batteries.

Hugs reduce blood pressure,

Body temperature and heart rate,

And help relieve pain and depression.

Redeem this coupon

At your nearest participating human being.

Ms JOY

2009-11-19T23:16:00.002+09:00

When Ms JOY was first born, I was having a very difficult time. As I sat with a legal pad on my lap writing notes, my heart was aching. I felt as though I was screaming inside. On the side of my notes, I began to draw two eyes with exaggerated tears pouring out of them. I looked as I drew three pairs of eyes crying and crying many tears. I felt in my heart, “God, this is me. This is exactly how I am feeling right now. After a couple minutes, the Lord began to say something to me. I sat there amazed as I heard Him say, “Sharon, draw a face using the word JOY.”

I drew the eyes using the J & O, then the Y for the mouth. I immediately thought, “Lord, that is not really You telling me to do this because it doesn’t make sense!!! The eye with the J can’t be closed so it CAN’T be an eye! ! !” Immediately He said, “Sharon, it needs a hat.” I said that I was sorry. As I drew the little hat, that character became something very special to me. Somehow as I looked at this little drawing that a small child could have drawn, all my tears and pain disappeared. I thought, “Thank You, Lord. This little drawing is just between You and me. It is so very simple, but it is truly special to me. It is such a good reminder to me to hold on to my JOY. Thank YOU!!!”

The next morning as my husband and I knelt for our morning prayer time, I began praying. My mind was concentrating on the people that I was praying for, when all of a sudden the Lord began speaking something to me. He brought that little drawing to my mind and said, “Sharon, that is to be called “Ms JOY”. You are to make that a section on the LDW site and tell your funny stories there.” I tried to continue praying, but I couldn’t.

I slowly began to put a few things of Ms JOY onto the site, but hesitated to tell any of my funny stories. Even on Facebook, I made the Ms JOY group, but still hesitated to tell any funny stories. Well, why the hesitation, you might ask. I’m sure that you have never hesitated in doing something, right?

Although JOY has always seemed very important to me, I have been amazed at the number of sour faced Christians I always found myself in the middle of. Frequently I was made to think that perhaps something was wrong with me, because JOY didn’t seem to even be in their thoughts or history, not to mention no where near their faces.

MY BOULDER

2009-11-05T19:44:00.006+09:00

Isn't it amazing how more and more problems seem to creep onto your back? Before you know it, you are carrying a boulder full of problems and heaviness. A few years ago while visiting Okinawa, a great storm passed over the island. My daughter and I drove to a nearby beach and saw a large rainbow spanning across the sky above the ocean. It was very beautiful.

We walked out onto high rock cliffs to see the waves, as the water was spraying high into the air. I saw a large boulder and was reminded of the many things I was carrying inside of me. The Lord suddenly began talking to me. He said, "Sharon, look at that boulder. It looks like what you are carrying. It is so heavy and is weighing you down, but you continue to carry it, instead of giving it to me." I knew the Lord was talking to me, but I kept reasoning that some of those things I was carrying were my responsibility. I was supposed to carry them."

As I walked up to the rock, I could sense the heaviness of it. Just then, the Lord said, "Sharon, go ahead and step up to that boulder as though it is what you are carrying, because that is exactly how I see you. You walk around carrying this huge burden that is not yours to carry. Once you lift your hands and give it to Me, I will take it. I am waiting on you to let go so I can work on those problems. Well??? When are you going to let go?" I stood there thinking about lifting my hands. All of a sudden He said, "Everything??? Are you going to release EVERYTHING into My hands? That is all you have to do. It is that easy. Just release everything over to Me."

In the middle of our fun day out, I had to face myself and the burdens I was carrying. I was being required to make a choice right then and there. As I stood there, I began to realize how heavy I felt most of the time. Although I smiled and looked happy most of the time, I was always very, very heavy. I thought, "Sharon, what in the world are you waiting on? Give EVERYTHING to God. Let GO!!!!!" In just a minute, once I made the choice to let go of everything, OH MY! I became so much lighter.

I don't know what you may be carrying, but I can guarantee that it doesn't matter to God. He will lift it off of you, ONCE YOU LET GO!

GRANDMOTHER

2009-11-03T21:35:00.002+09:00

GRANDMOTHER

(Sharon D. Corbett)

Have you ever noticed what grandmothers are like?

They seem to always be there when you think you are hidden.

They seem to know what you are thinking before you’ve spoken.

Some how they seem to know your heart is going to ache

While you think, you’re fine and your heart could never break.

Has she ever slipped you money, just when you were sure, you had enough?

Could it be that she might have need of a helping hand?

Have you ever looked at your grandmother’s eyes?

Did you feel they were seeing deep inside you?

Did you take time to look into hers?

No one seems to see the loneliness she is able to hide.

Are her hugs important to you, which melt your troubles away?

Have you taken time to hug your grandmother today?

Could she have pain that your hug would drive away?.

Remember the parties and dinners grandmother made?

She always wanted to make you feel important and loved.

There were clothes, quilts, crafts and special deserts she made.

Each item was designed just for you, often with your name.

Have you taken time to know what memories she is having –

Her losses…pains…sadness…loneliness…feeling unloved…?

Could she have painful memories your love would melt away?

Grandmothers are very special people.

They spend their time helping and giving to others.

There are many kinds of grandmothers, but a real one LOVES!!!

A real grandmother GIVES…SHARES…CARES!!!

You have been the receiver of all her love.

What memory have you recently made with your grandmother?

Could she be made special by your love and care which costs only yourself and time?

Shopping for Spiders Anyone?

2009-10-08T15:10:00.004+09:00

A couple days ago I decided that I needed to go buy some vegetables in one of our small grocery stores. It is a very busy store and has great sales on fresh vegetables, so it seemed to be the best place to go.

As I strolled through the small aisles of vegetables and different kinds of fruits, I approached a cooler case that held special vegetables. My mind was so relaxed and enjoying walking among the other shoppers.

The next cooler case was lunch meats, wieners, etc. Between them were glass walls and advertisements. To my surprise, there was an intruder or perhaps I should say a specimen.

To be honest, I could not believe that it was real. I gently tapped a man's shoulder and he was very surprised that this foreign woman had dared to touch his shoulder. Smile!!! As I motioned my hand towards it, I said, "Excuse me. Is this real???" He looked at it, and then his eyes got big and he politely said, "Yes, it is real." I thanked him. I considered asking for the manager, but being the ONLY foreign woman in the store, I decided that perhaps sight would excite someone else. On the other hand, so much in life here is to emphasis nature, so that was simply an example of "nature". Smile!!!

Are you interested in seeing what I saw while shopping? Keep in mind, from the tip of the top leg to the tip of the lower one was a span of at least 8 inches. I just want to make sure you get the "real picture" of what I saw while shopping in one of, if not the most modern nation in the world. SMILE!!!

Wild Ride

2009-09-23T14:18:00.007+09:00

For many, many years I have traveled and ridden in and on almost every imaginable type of vehicle in various nations. Being in modern Japan in the middle of Nara and Osaka, you would think that the roads would be nice highways or at least two lanes.

Recently my friend Ruth Ann and I flew to Osaka and then took an express train near to a place between Nara and Osaka. We were met by a couple who would be our host family for that first night. We loaded our small bags into their trunk and then got acquainted. As far as we knew, we were going to be staying in a suburb of the big city Osaka. Don't you love it when you get surprised and everything is opposite of what you think? Smile!

They began to tell us about the area where we had arrived and where we were going. We noticed the incline seemed to get steeper and steeper. As it seemed we were leaving civilization, I rushed in my mind to make sure I had brought everything I might need for that first night stay.

Amazingly enough, we finally arrived at their house near the top of a very high mountain. They told us that Nara was on one side of this mountain and Osaka was on the other side. You couldn't have proven it by us because we could see nothing but trees and weeds. Smile!!!

We had a very nice visit and nice rest, sleeping on the floor on top of the Japanese futons. I did forget to take a picture of their bathroom, where you take your bath or shower. One wall is only window, so that you can be 'one with nature'(which was some weeds out in the yard), while bathing. I certainly didn't concentrate on the weeds or nature, but hurriedly showered in the morning, while I could see and make sure no one else was "seeing me". Smile!!! Perhaps I am just "old fashion" but I am what I am. SMILE!!!

I felt that no one in the whole wide world would believe me if I tried to explain what the road was like where they lived, so I sat in the front seat of the car the morning we left for the women's meetings and attempted to take a video. Hope you enjoy the ride - Wild Ride Video

Beauty All Around!

2009-09-08T16:55:00.004+09:00

Each day is filled with beauty of God's creation. Whether mountains, rivers, sky, clouds, oceans, flowers, animals, or even people, there is beauty to behold.

While stateside I was standing in a friend's backyard attempting to take pictures of individual flowers. I find that there is great beauty in a single flower. Yes, arrangements are beautiful. As I studied and took classes to learn the Ikebana (Japanese) flower arranging many years ago, each individual flower held its own beauty and place in the arrangement.

While I traveled the past four decades in various countries and states, I've learned to see the special beauty in individuals. He or she may look terrible, but God does not focus on what I see. He looks on their heart, which is sometimes very soft and tender, while they are being the meanest person on the outside. Their cover up is to protect themselves because they have only lived lives full of pain and hurt.

What does God see when He looks at you? How do you see yourself? Where is the real beauty in you? Do you know? Can you see it or do you have it completely buried and covered up?

My First Blog

2009-09-07T17:33:00.003+09:00

Blogs! Blogs! Blogs!

It seems that is all you hear people talk about are blogs, but what is a blog???

Do you suppose that Blogs has a special meaning???

Being lively over goofy subjects!

Hopefully my blogs will have a different and more positive meaning.