Looking Back Into My Future

Today is my birthday and the first thought that crossed my mind was to give my Good Good Father my appreciation for the life He has given me.

Looking Back Into My Future

Good morning Father

This is the day that you have made

I will rejoice and be glad in it

This is the day July 19 you planned

For my entrance into the earth

At 2:18 am you hit the start button

For me to begin on the journey

Of my purpose and destiny

Sometimes it hasn’t been easy

But you’ve been here for me

To get me back to your path for me

You knew there would be stubborn times

That I would be disobedient

And do my own thing

You’d let me with a watchful eye

You were there to pick me up

Dust me off and love on me

When my stubborn actions

Got me in trouble

To let me know you’ve still got me covered

You’ve been and still are a Good, Good Father

You are true to your word

You never leave me nor forsake me

You take such good care of me

You said I am bound to be blessed

You heap blessings upon me daily

You shower me with gifts and surprises

That turns me into Daddy’s giggly, giddy little girl

I thank and praise you for letting me

End one year and start another with great

Expectations of what you want me to do for you

I do and always will love you

Need you and trust you with

Every beat of my heart

I honor and love you for being my Good Father

I Want To Be More Than Just Me

I Want To Be More Than Just Me

I want to be a writer. I believe I would be a good one. Distractions come my way.  Ideas that are deposited in me are snuffed out. My memory fails  so I don’t remember the snippets that would make for a great story. My recorder is forgotten and the creative flow is dammed up. No matter what tries to stop me I will put words on paper until I accomplish what I set out to do.

I want to be an artist. My paintings are beautiful. Many have said so. Full of color and life that draws you in to become a part of the community. Then appears an old nemesis fear slithering in with the same old plan to steal, kill and destroy. For some strange reason I succumb to those old outdated tricks. All my creativity comes to a halt. I’m shut down and can’t deliver. I’m telling that voice to shut up and I’m arming myself with my paint brush, paint and canvas and going to war.

I want to be a musician. Music was built in me before I was born. It’s always playing in my ear. Sometimes songs I’ve heard. Other times songs that are being birthed. There are also personal songs that are between me and my Lord. When music starts dancing fills in my feet. Melodies circle me. How do I capture them and express them? I lift my voice and sing. I’ll dance with the broom while sweeping my floors. I’ll be the best pianist that ever tickled the ivory keys.

My goal is to conquer the fleeting moments of creativity and let the masterpieces flow from my being. I will express the ideas that come forth from the Throne room at the time they are to be released. I believe I can and I will.

I want to be more than just me. This is me!

Is there anything that is preventing the creativity in you from coming forth?

A Hidden Gem

Today I finally found a hidden gem. That gem is a farmer’s market not too far from where I live. I must admit I passed it four months ago but I forgot all about it until I passed it today.

I headed back after going home to change my clothes . I was amazed at how many people were there selling their products-it was a variety. There were also plenty of people shopping. 

There was a rancher that sells grass fed beef and one that sells pasture raised chicken. That’s my kind of meat. The vegetables and fruit were grown on nearby farms. The strawberries were singing a song with their aroma penetrating the atmosphere everywhere I walked. I don’t remember the last time I smelled strawberries like that.

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I was so excited I was at an outdoor market with fresh picked fruit and vegetables that I couldn’t stop myself from buying, buying, buying. I can’t wait to cook the green beans and sweet potatoes I bought. That right there is a meal in itself-I don’t need any meat.

I’m thankful that after searching with no success I’ve finally found what I’ve been looking for. I will indeed be partaking in that adventure again. So I will be taking that route home from Sunday service from now on. I’ll put some comfy shoes in the car to change into.

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Shopping a farmer’s market is the way to go if there is one (or more) near where you live.

Reach Out

There are a lot of single people that have no where to go for the holidays. They are left at home alone with their heart breaking but you would never know it because they put on a good front and a happy face but crying inside.

Now there are some singles who prefer to spend the day at home alone. Maybe they want to rest, catch up with some chores, read a book, cook their own dinner and top it off with a delicious glass of wine.

Although I’m okay with being alone on the holidays, if I’m invited somewhere I usually go. Some times I feel sad because my family lives so far away and it practically takes two days to drive there. Since I’m directionally challenged it might take longer and I end up who knows where. Flying during the holiday is a little challenging also.

My friends and I have planned an outing on the holiday that have been wonderfully enjoyable. We make reservations at a place that serves delicious meals. We dress up and pile in the car and laugh and giggle all the way. We also take selfies and get someone to snap a picture of all of us together. There are plenty of options.

Several more holidays in this year would be a great time to extend an invitation to share your holiday.  I will be extending invitations to share my holidays. If you do you will be glad you did and so will they.

Speak

Speak, speaks speak to the people

Until I give you no more words

I’m here to protect and guide you

But you’re not looking at me

You have your eyes on man

What power and authority does he have

None compared to me

I have all authority

Promises, promises – Hogwash!

Man couldn’t keep a promise

If his life depended did on it

Lies, lies, lies that’s what I hear

Coming from every direction

But you can’t hear

Because you don’t want to hear

Is death what you want

I’ll give you death

If not open yours eyes to see what I see

If you say no then I’ll let you be

And make sure you have what you want

The lies that don’t come from me

                                            Jeremiah 13

Here to Serve

I was sitting in the customer area at a service station while my car was being inspected. A lady came in who seemed to be having a problem walking. She sat down next to me and after few minutes. I noticed she was struggling to get up from her seat. I asked her if she needed help and she ceased her struggle and admitted she needed help. There were two men in the waiting area also and one of them jumped up and rushed over to help her stand up. She was very appreciative and said when she comes back in she would not sit down but stand up. We explained to her that wasn’t necessary that someone would be there to help her up when she was ready.

She told us that her knees were shot and she could hardly get around. The men chimed in with their ailments and one just had surgery and was going into the hospital to have another one. While she was gone they thanked me for noticing she needed help.

So when my car was ready I asked the guy would he help her stand up and he said yes plus there were many other guys that would also help.

When we are out and about every day I believe we need to always be on the lookout in case someone needs help. I once needed help when I was in another country traveling alone. Several years ago when I went to Italy my back hurt from sitting the long hours on the airplane. I had to climb in and out of a tour bus multiple times daily. The nice men in my group that didn’t know me helped me on and off the bus and I also had help getting my luggage to and from the hotel we stayed at. That was a real blessing to me and that meant I would not miss out on our daily activities because of my back which after a few days got better.

Have you ever needed help and someone was there to assist you?

Her Last Breath

She clawed her way upon his chest

The pain that wracked her body stole her rest

Medication dulled the pain but never completely took it away

In and out of consciousness, delirious to her surroundings

In her weakness she pulled on his strength 

Because she had none of her own

Tears streaming down his cheeks, through his beard, onto her hair

Thoughts of losing the love of his life was more than he could bear

I have to be strong for her no matter what the outcome is

Lord give us a miracle and let this nightmare end

Her breathing was so shallow he checked to see

If she was still with him or moved on to eternity

Pulling her closer to him to breathe for her once more

A flashback of the years gone by

When everything was great

The memories will be tucked away

In the heart that beats for her

My heart will always beat for you

With every breath I take

Your smile, the twinkle in your eyes 

Our wonderful life together 

Can never be replaced

As she drew her last breath

He whispered in her ear

I’ll always love you

Forever