spiritual gifts......

ok, so i have been reading my sunday school lesson for tomorrow.......somehow i ended up with several weeks in a row to cover for my partner who is traveling.....and this has worked out o.k.........as these lessons tend to build upon material previously covered........and in this lesson the mother of two sons is bargaining with jesus about what role her boys will have in the kingdom when jesus comes to his glory......and it is sad that neither the mother nor the sons really understood what the kingdom meant.....nor that glory meant serving mankind rather than ruling over it....i can understand the position of the mm..wanting the best for her children.....knowing the breadth of their capabilities.......and in the course of the lesson i am to discuss such spiritual gifts.......those talents that are blessings......and as i sit here on a saturday evening......i am hard-pressed to name my own.......mostly....i can tell you things that do not come easily to me........for starts....i am not a telephone person..........in the very least....i do not like to call people on the phone.....those who are reading this blog who know me cannot recall the last time i called.......because i don't call........it is not a technology thing....it is a phobia of sorts.......i am especially hesitant to call people i do not know.....i have work backed up because the easy-access web pages i am to log-into are not acessible.......and the email i sent was returned with a phone number of somebody at a help desk.....and this email came last monday....and i have not called the number because i do not like to call.......freud could possibly explain my hesitancy.......and i do not especially like to answer, either..........caller i.d. is a gift from heaven in that regards............i can ignore the unwanted caller as many rings as is necessary....quite the irony, in that i wish for my children to call more often, but then there is an awkwardness on my part as i try to distill down all that has happened into a brief conversation..brief, because i am not good at long phone chats........but sometimes you just yearn to talk to your children.....this evening i picked up my cell phone to look up the cell number and/or the residential college number of my middle child.....the phone call went through from my front room.......gentle readers......cell phone calls just don't go through from our locale.....my middle child had to crawl into the house to get the kitchen phone to call 9-11 when our house was on fire because his cell phone had no service in our driveway..........but this evening........my cell phone was able to find out that his cell phone was not available........wow.......from our front room......and when he did call back it was a singular moment.......to be able to pass the phone around....and to chat a bit about books and classes.......and gifts.......i can say with authority that my children are gifted linguists........and i am in awe of this gift.......and i have seen firsthand that my eldest has become confident enough to walk right up to bobbie ann mason and introduce himself and me as if it were the most natural thing on earth to do.......and i am in awe of that bravura as well.......so what does this say about me....their mm........who lacks the gumption to call friend or foe......on the other hand...the child of mine who likes my dna can talk for hours with people she barely knows .....and she lives to call up anybody she can think of on any phone available to her.....i suspect that she would find pleasure in reading random names from the phone book.....over the phone.....if the moment at hand required such an act..........such is the extent of her gift..........ah well.....it is late......don't call me...i'll call you...........