PURSE PURSUIT (standard:humor, 843 words)
Author: Marsha	Added: Oct 25 2002	Views/Reads: 6490/1	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I've finally found the perfect purse!

PURSE PURSUIT by Marsha Jordan 

The most important accessory in a woman's wardrobe is her purse.  I
spend more time purse shopping than I spend on shoes or clothes.  As a 
busy grandma on the go, I spend much of my life in the car; and my 
purse provides easy access to many of the comforts of home. 

I know women (my sister for one) who suffer from multiple
"purse"inality.  They have a different purse to go with every outfit in 
the closet.  Not me.   When I manage to find the right purse for my 
needs, I use it till the straps fall off.  But finding just the RIGHT 
purse is no easy task. 

In my purse I carry a supply of every medication in my cupboard along
with a drink to swig with pills; cosmetics for touch ups; toiletries 
(in case I'm stranded overnight), books to read while waiting in line, 
and emergency snacks.  I also stock my purse with plenty of quarters 
for video games (for my grandson, not me!) an extra pair of pantyhose 
(for me, not him) and a change of underwear (for both of us).  My purse 
must be big enough to hold anything I might need as I travel:  safety 
pins, paper clips, notepad, three different checkbooks, sunglasses, 
reading glasses, and driving glasses; silverware, straws and napkins 
(because fast food places often forget to provide them)  and a sweater, 
an umbrella and a rain poncho for inclement weather.  My purse carries 
eye drops, ear drops and gum drops, bug repellant, nasal spray, hair 
spray, and pepper spray, a first aid kit, a sewing kit, a tool kit, and 
a pool repair kit.  Oh, and an inflatable raft (you never know when you 
might fall overboard). 

After a tiring,  three-hour search in Wal-mart, I was delighted to
finally find the perfect purse. It has 327 compartments and it holds 
all my "necessities," plus a liter of Dr. Pepper.  The only things this 
almost-ideal carry-all  lacks are wheels to drag it along behind me.  
After filling my "dream purse" with all my treasures, I sadly 
discovered that I don't have the muscles to lug the thing around.  I've 
developed tennis elbow, low back pain, and a perpetual stiff neck from 
hoisting the sucker over my shoulder; and I'm afraid  I might need a 
rotator cuff  transplant. 

I was stopped by airline personnel on a recent cross country trip.  They
accused me of trying to smuggle  in carry-on baggage  that was too 
large to fit into the overhead compartment! I refused to give up my 
treasured, dog-house-sized purse; so they reluctantly allowed me 
onboard with it - but only after I promised to hold it on my lap 
instead of trying to squeeze under my seat.  Because the monstrosity 
weighs more than I do, my legs were asleep during the entire flight! 

Well, I found the perfect purse that I'd dreamed of -- only to discover
that it's not so perfect after all.  Back to the drawing board -- or 
should I say back to Wal-mart's purse department? 

Aren't you glad that God isn't like me with my purse? I search for
perfection.  He accepts imperfection.   I look for something to fill MY 
needs.  He looks for those who have needs HE can fill.     And when we 
disappoint Him, He doesn't throw us back and start looking for 
something better.  God loves all the imperfect "purse-ons" of this 
world, no matter what our size, shape, or color.  He doesn't care how 
much we can carry whether we can fill every need ourselves.  He accepts 
us as we are.   And He makes up for what we lack. 

In Jeremiah 31:3, God said:  "I HAVE LOVED YOU WITH AN EVERLASTING
LOVE."    Isn't that great to know? 

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AUTHOR BIO: 

Hometown: Jordan lives in the north woods of Wisconsin. "My lifestyle is
relaxed and my surroundings are beautiful and peaceful. As I work on my 
computer, I can watch deer and raccoons outside my patio door,"  She 
was born and raised in the Chicago area. 

Family: Marsha has been married to her husband, Tom, for 27 years. The
couple has one adult son, a grandson,  and a toy poodle, named King 
Louie, who  "rules the household with an iron paw." 

Jordan is disabled by Lupus, an autoimmune disease that causes muscle
and joint pain, migraines, and fatigue. She still, however, stays busy 
thinking about and trying to help children with terminal illnesses and 
those who are sick through the nonprofit organization she founded 
called the Hugs and Hope Club (www.hugsandhope.com). 

Jordan enjoys collecting and decorating with antiques, reading, rubber
stamping, sending loads of "happy mail" to sick kids, and having fun 
with her 4-year-old grandson who is the joy of her life. 

Jordan said raising a son, surviving his teenage years and staying
married for 27 years are her greatest accomplishments. According to 
her, "Both were hard work and deserving of a medal." 

Jordan's favorite role model is her dad.  He's her inspiration, her
encourager, her adviser,  and one of her best friends. 


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