Stop Pecking – Look and Listen

Last week I set up a bird feeder in my back yard. Since then I have been waiting for the birds to flock to the feeder and join in the feast set for them. For the last five days I’ve been waiting for them to show up for the feast but none accepted the invitation to be seated at the table and served a delectable meal.                     Bird Banquet
This morning I heard a beautiful melody that drew me to the window. As I gazed out the window my eyes fell upon five little birdies on the ground pecking away searching for food.
I’m in the window acting like a game show host trying to get them to look up. “Look up, look up,” I kept encouraging them as if they could hear me and see the prize that was awaiting them. They’d get close to the pole and then hop away but never look up at the banquet house they were invited to.

 

 

I got a revelation. I saw myself looking in all the wrong places or not  at all for what God has for me. He’s encouraging me–go this way, go that way. No, no, no back up. Turn around. Wait 15 minutes. Never hearing, never seeing–just not getting it. Off I stomped. Believing God never answered my prayer.

He did answer and had it waiting for me but I didn’t see it. I didn’t hear it. I didn’t still myself to get directions. I didn’t trust Him. My works will help God get me what I prayed for because of course He can’t supply my need by Himself.

When I walked away from the window the birds were still on the ground pecking away. Silence fell upon the yard and not hearing the chirping I figured they moved on to look elsewhere. There it was again, the same melody that drew me to the window earlier. I ran to the window and to my amazement one bird came to the banquet table and was feasting on the meal prepared for them. He looked up. He won. I’m sure he will go out and gather others and bring them back for the festive celebration and they all will know they don’t have to labor pecking for food any more in this yard–just show up.

We don’t have to work hard in our own strength to obtain the blessings God said He has for us in His Word. We receive them by faith and we will have them in God’s perfect time.

What do you do when you think God hasn’t answered your prayers? Do you try to make it happen in your time and strength?

The Love Expression of My Father’s Day Remembrance

I only have a short time left on my temps. Momma said she wasn’t going to pay for any more. I’m never gonna get to drive. I whined to my Dad every day he picked me up and drove me to school. My Mother paid for my temps twice and threatened not to pay for another one when it expired.

My Dad didn’t respond to my whining. He was smart. He knew what I was doing. Daddy was acting out what my Momma told me time and again, if you don’t hear nothing, you ain’t suppose to say nothing. He was saying nothing.

Then one day… I came out of the house to get in the car one morning and I found Daddy sitting in the passenger seat. He told me to get in the driver’s seat because I would be driving to school. That was the beginning of my driver’s training. I went to a school that was far from where I lived so I got plenty of practice. I sometimes picked up my brave best friend on the way to school. He saw me through to the day I passed the test to get my regular license—I had to take the parking test twice.

My Dad drove me to school every day that year. He made me feel really loved because he never did that for my siblings.

He’s in heaven now. Many times through the year—not just Father’s Day I reflect on my love for my Dad and his love for me. Those thoughts and the love I feel for him puts a smile on my face.

The love of my heavenly Father also puts a smile on my face every day of my life. He makes sure I have provision and there is no lack in my household. He is my peace beyond all understanding when things in my life seem to go awry. I talk to Him and trust He will lead me into all truths. Unlike a natural Father He never leaves me nor forsakes me. Father God has a plan for me as He stated in His Word (Jeremiah 29:11).

I was given to my earthly Father by my heavenly Father who loved me the best he could while one earth. Father God loved me before I showed up on the scene and has loved me ever since and vowed never to stop—no matter what. I honor and thank both of them for showing me true, overwhelming and everlasting love.

What love expression from your father do you cherish?

Happy Father’s Day

Today is Father’s Day and  we are honoring the men who have taken on the Father’s role of  in someone’s life.

Being a father is more than wearing the title. A father’s role is just as important as the mother’s role.  Hugs and kisses can come from the Father too. A child needs what both parents have to impart in their lives.  Wisdom and direction from father is missing when the father has no active part in the child’s life. That leaves the child lop-sided and it shows as they grow in their life.

My hat goes off to the fathers. It is not an easy job and I honor the one’s that stuck in there and didn’t bail.

Keep up the good work. Payday will be when you look at your children and they are good productive citizens that add to and not subtract from society.

Blessings to you all.

My Friend’s Journey To Be

My friend told me sometime in the near future she will be relocating. She said the relocation will start out a temporary move which could become permanent. The Lord has laid out the plan He has for her to follow.

I am so excited for Vel. I’m not losing a friend but expanding my friend base to another side of the country. I can visit her and learn about a place I’ve never been. We can still talk every day and help each other with advice if needed. I’ll miss spending the night at each other’s homes laughing and giggling one minute and delving into seriousness the next.

I see Vel as a bird that had her wings clipped but the healing process is complete. She can now fly to the highest heights over the mountains or skim the tops of the sea and land where God points out for her next assignment. I’m glad you are on a God journey that will take you places that will surprise you. Make the best of every step on the way to be.

I love you Vel. You will always be my sister-friend no matter how far apart we are.

The Return

When your transportation of choice is flying the friendly skies the day before your departure you have the option to check in on your computer or smart phone.

I checked in the night before I was to return home. When I got to the airport the next morning I should have been able to pay for my luggage, hand it off to the attendant, get through security and board the plane. It should have been that simple—NOT!

For some strange reason after paying for my luggage I had to go to the end of a long line with people and their many pieces of luggage that hadn’t previously checked in. The process took about 30 minutes. There was something wrong with that picture.

The airlines make you think by checking in early it will speed up the process to get to your plane. That wasn’t the case. I waited in line and waited at security and by the time I got to the terminal the waiting area was empty. Fear gripped me. I was about to fall out on the floor screaming and kicking. I wanted to go home.

The attendant called my name, scanned my boarding pass and away I went to the plane. When I stepped on the plane everyone was seated and waiting on me. I was the last one boarding because of the 30 minute delay in the line.

The plane landed and by the time I got to the baggage carousel there were only a few pieces going around and around with nothing ascending from the black hole. Where was my luggage? I inquired and found out my luggage was taking a later flight. I barely made the plane but the door slammed shut on my luggage and it didn’t make it. The luggage showed up at my home around midnight.

This was an interesting adventure. I never expected these things to happen—they never happened before. I maintained a good attitude and decided that it wasn’t going to get the best of me. I rejected the cloud that was trying to darken my wonderful vacation. I transitioned through all the twists and turns and everything worked out going and coming.

How have you made it through Life’s Little Surprises when travelling that you had no control over?

Can I Get Some Frequent Walker Miles

My friend dropped me off at the airport for my trip to attend my grandchildren’s graduations.

She dropped me off at terminal C-19. I looked at the schedule and saw I needed to go to terminal D-31. I asked at the information desk how to get there.  I was told to go outside and catch a green bus.

I arrived at terminal D-31 and upon handing my luggage over to be put on the plane the attendant informed me that after I go through security I had to go to terminal A-39—turn right out of security, walk down the hall, turn right and up the stairs to the door to the Skylink.

I made my way to the Skylink and to my next destination A-39. As I arrived there the sign had another destination and it wasn’t where I was going. The gentleman told me I needed to go to A-17 to catch my plane.

I turned around and off I went. Back to the Skylink (it wasn’t close). I finally arrived at the right terminal and after sitting for a short time I boarded the plane.

I walked and walked (got my exercise) along with riding the green bus and Skylink. My thought about all of this is Can I get some frequent walker miles for this trip within a trip.

Have you been on a wild goose chase at the airport and should have gotten frequent walker miles?The Green Machine

Off to a Slow Start But Moving Right Along

I signed up for the 15 Habits of Great Writers Challenge with Jeff Goins while out-of-town on vacation.

Day 1 of the Challenge was to declare I am a writer. I made the declaration that I am a writer and I believe that I am.

In preparation for the Challenge I tried to create a link to my blog but was unsuccessful. No one can go to my blog and see what I’ve created. I don’t know how to fix it. Oh well—I am better at writing.

I’m now home and this morning I got up early to put something on paper to fulfill Day 2 and 3 of the challenge.

I didn’t realize until now that since I made that declaration I’ve used being tired as an excuse to not write. I’ve done a lot of thinking about it, reading about it but not writing. This morning the truth has been revealed to me. I’m a slacker making excuses because fear is still trying to keep a grip on me, get me out of time and miss my destiny.

I should be writing up a storm because of a compliment I received from a friend. Several years ago I told a friend I would type his papers for a class he was taking. When he brought me his first papers I couldn’t make out what he was saying. I called him and asked what he was trying to say and he told me. At that moment I became his Ghost Writer. I wrote for him for two years along with editing for another friend for the same class.

I knew I was in my right place during that time. It felt good and right. I also got Bible study and prayer time out of it. I had to read and pray about his assignment in order to clearly state what he was saying. His classmates gave him compliments on how well his assignments were written. He gave me credit for them. I learned about this on Sunday.

He told me he is writing a book and wants me to edit it. It will be interesting to see if I’ll be editing or ghost writing—Editing Ghost Writer.

Now I’m on to completing Challenge 4.