Jan's Blog

Jan Treat regularly writes of her experiences and thoughts in her walk with the Lord. This blog page is where her articles are published, with the most recent at the top, older ones below.

Who would have known what was going to happen that cold winter morning in December?  We were trying to sell our house, but hadn’t had a showing in weeks.

The morning was humming along nicely.  Our daughter-in-law needed to run into town for supplies, and since their three children were sick and couldn’t go to school, they had come down to our part of the house to hang out for awhile with Grandma and Grandpa.

The oldest, Alex, who is eight, was on the couch feeling feverish and headachy.  Ben, who is seven, was helping me put up more Christmas decorations.  We had the tree up and decorated so most of the storage boxes were back up in the attic. I was soon to know how very fortunate that, at least, turned out to be!

GracieOur two-year old granddaughter, Gracie, was playing nicely with some toys. I was trying to get the medication that I take for Parkinson’s disease to kick in so I could make some cookies to take to the neighbors for Christmas. That’s when the phone rang.

It was our dear friend and realtor, Alene, who said, “You have a showing!  They are in LaPorte and will be at your place shortly!”

“Please say you didn’t say what I think you said!” I replied.

“No, really!  This realtor did not tell me about this!  It wasn’t scheduled, but she thought she had scheduled a showing of your house.  They were running late, or even I wouldn’t have known!  She called to tell me that they would be late.”

I began to shake worse than ever; my whole body was trembling violently. “Please, ask them to give us at least 20 minutes,” I nearly sobbed into the phone.

I placed the phone into the receiver and yelled, “We have a showing in just a few minutes!  Everybody, pick up your toys and put stuff away!  NOW!  There isn’t going to be enough time to do it all, but let’s do our best!”

Alex, from the couch, said, “I can’t stand up!  I feel dizzy if I do!”

Ben, heading up the stairs at a trot, said, “I’ll pick up Gracie’s room!”

Earl, moving faster than I’ve ever seen him move, said, “I’ve got the kitchen!”

Ten minutes later, the kitchen is not bad!  My desk is closed to hide my stacks of paper.  Earl’s desk is clean on top with his papers in a drawer.  My little sitting-prayer room has been transformed into a hobby room and Ben is coming down the stairs calling, “I have Grace’s room picked up, but she is taking a bath!”

“Oh, no, you’ve got to be kidding!  Why would she do that?”  I yelled.

”I think she heard you say, ‘Let’s clean everything up!’” he answered with a giggle.

“Well, can you get her out and into her clothes?” I was still yelling which certainly didn’t help anything!

That was when we heard the doorbell ring and through the frosted glass of the front door we could see the ladies on the porch waiting to see our house. At precisely the same moment we all looked up to see Ben coming down the stairs. Behind him was Gracie without a stitch of clothes on!  It just seemed that she was saying, “Well you did say it was ‘a showing,’ didn’t you, Grandma?”

We all froze for just a couple of seconds, then….YIKES!  “Don’t answer the door for a minute,” I whisper shouted to Earl.  “Ben, grab her clothes!  Quick!  Everyone, let’s get up into the attic!”

As we slipped into the upstairs studio room, I heard Earl open the door and let the prospective buyer and realtor in.  Shivering, I thanked the Lord for His help as we tiptoed up the steps to the attic.

Then I nearly panicked again as I realized that I was in great need of a drink and there was, of course, no water in the attic.  Ben said, “I’ll get you some!”  It wasn’t but a couple of minutes before he was back. “I could only find a sippy cup!” he exclaimed as he handed me the precious water. He also had brought up Gracie’s clothes, and they all matched perfectly!

How he did it as a young fellow of seven, I can’t say, but one thing I can say is, “Whether you are selling your house or not, there is never a dull moment when you have grandchildren!”

During an early morning "tryst time” God spoke to my heart about His desire for our "coming away" with Him; our daily seeking just to fellowship with God and enjoy His presence! Only then, He could meet all our other needs!  I thought of our kids out on the lawn last evening, playing soccer and blowing bubbles with their beloved children and how it would severely hurt them if one of their children would say, “I don't deserve to have fun with you, Dad and Mom; I just want to watch television instead of playing with you!”

The love we have for our children here on earth does not compare to the incredible love our Father God has for his children!  

Psalm 149:2-5 NIV
“Let Israel rejoice in their Maker; let the people of Zion be glad in their King.  Let them praise His name with dancing and make music to Him with tambourine and harp.  For the Lord takes delight in His people; He crowns the humble with salvation.  Let the saints rejoice in this honor and sing for joy on their beds.”

I keep hearing the Father say, "Is it real fellowship with Me that you desire?  Or, are your hearts set on earthly things? You want to live without war, but I would say to you that from the moment you were conceived, the enemy of your souls tried to kill you! It was then that the war for your life began. I am LIFE and I have an abundant life to give to My children, but I wait in vain for you to come to Me! I want to lavish upon you My love and yet you live in fear and doubt when you could live in My faith and have all your needs met. All of the promises that I gave Israel are yours, as well! All I ask is that trust Me now! When all else fails and you feel like I have abandoned you, keep on trusting Me! Live in an attitude of forgiveness and in the joy of knowing that my promises are for you always and I promise to bless you! My beloved children! I will turn your sorrow into joy for this is what I do and it is what I want you to be about on the earth!"

Nearly every day, I have been hearing, either from the Holy Spirit or from the website dictionary.com , a “Word for the day”. This “word” speaks specifically about what God is teaching me during that early morning hour with Him.

Today’s "Word for the day" from Webster"

abject • \AB-jekt\  • adjective
1 : sunk to or existing in a low state or condition
2 : very low in spirit or hope : wretched
3 : expressing or offered in a humble and often ingratiating spirit
Example Sentence: Morris was in an abject and lonely state after Olivia left him -- but then he met Penny and his world brightened again.

Did you know? "Abject" comes from "abjectus," the past participle of the Latin verb "abicere," meaning "to cast off." Its original meaning in English was "cast off" or "rejected," but it is now used to refer more broadly to things in a low state or condition. "Abject" shares with "mean," "ignoble," and "sordid" the sense of being below the normal standards of human decency and dignity. "Abject" may imply degradation, debasement, or servility ("abject poverty"). "Mean" suggests having such repellent characteristics as small-mindedness, ill temper, or cupidity ("mean and petty satire"). "Ignoble" suggests a loss or lack of some essential high quality of mind or spirit ("an ignoble scramble after material possessions"). "Sordid" is stronger than all of these in stressing physical or spiritual degradation and lowness ("a sordid story of murder and revenge").

Do you see it?  We have the Father God saying, "Come, seek My face and I will provide for you in abundance!"  If we look to this world to give us a "way out of our abject poverty" we will become "mean and petty, small minded, and with ill tempers,” but if we put God first and foremost in our lives, our joy and peace will exceed all of our expectations!  

We have had to delay our fall trip to Georgia because of some health procedures that I am having this fall. In the midst of tests being held at the University of Colorado Hospital in Denver to determine if I am a candidate for having the DBS surgery (Deep Brain Stimulus surgery), the surgeon told us about a research study that is going on now at the University of Colorado Hospital in Denver. After two days of extensive testing, I was told that I am an excellent candidate for both the DBS and also for this exciting study! (I think “excellent candidate” means I failed enough to pass!)  There were only two places left in the study and two others were applying for a place on this study team. After much prayer and research, we decided that I could not pass up this opportunity to join this exciting study for people with PD.

Without going into more lengthy and technical explanation, this is a study of a new investigational method of trying to increase GABA in the subthalamic nucleus (STN) of the brain. My surgery for this has been scheduled for October 8, although I will have even more tests before my scheduled surgery. There are 40 participants in this study at up to 10 sites across the US. One half will be part of a placebo group. We are hoping that I will get the surgery at this time, but at the end of the study, all participants will have opportunity to have the procedure.

Your prayers are so very much appreciated!