Do you ever wonder if you live in a zoo, a place of crowding, confusion, and chaotic noise? There are times I do and even question which animal I am. When the commotion becomes too much to handle, I want to throw my hands in the air and cry, “Calgon take me away!” Well, I had my Calgon moment this past Saturday at a one day Women of Faith event; a fantastic time of spiritual refreshment shared with three of my God chicks. That in itself is exciting because we represent four generations of women enjoying an incredible time of laughter, tears, hmmms, and music. It was during this brief escape from chaotic captivity, I realized we are not chicks but monkeys. In response to the question, “where is your monkey”, Sheila Walsh briefly described how a single monkey’s stress hormones increase when subjected to loud, annoying noises and bright lights. However, when a second monkey joins in to experience the same pressure, the first monkey’s stress hormones decreased. Therefore, you see, we are monkeys, not chicks swinging through this jungle of bananas and fruitcakes offering support, encouragement, love, and even correction while helping each other become the person God wants her to be. (Philippians 2:1-4)
And you, where is your monkey?
P.S. To my God Monkeys (you know who you are) – I concede to picking through your hair, but I draw the line at eating what I find there! 😀