Look back at the beginning of the year
Is there anything you can hold dear
The road may have been rough
Many days very tough
Times nothing looked good but the bed
When there was no drive to go on
Wanting to let loose
But kept holding on
Battled fear and doubt
Crying out what is this all about
Look back once again
See how far you’ve come
Now at the end
It’s time to give thanks
For His faithfulness
To stand by your side
As He’d gently guide
You to His expected end.
On my days off when I don’t have any errands to run my outfit is more relaxed. Today I’m going to wear a big sloppy shirt and comfy shorts.
I found the shirt in a stack of shirts in my closet and realized it needed to be ironed because it was very wrinkled and today (I don’t know why) the wrinkles would have bothered me. So my first chore before getting dressed was ironing the wrinkles out of the shirt. I’m not good at ironing but I was determined to see if I could eliminate more wrinkles than I added.
While ironing the shirt I had a flashback to many years ago when my uncle gave me a shirt. My sister and I were visiting him-for what reason I don’t recall. Then my flashback went back a little further to my childhood.
I had two uncles that I thought didn’t like me. I never could come up with the reason why in my head but that’s what I felt. I did think one uncle liked me a little more than the other.
While ironing the shirt I did remembered the uncle that I thought didn’t like me the most gave me a shirt when I was visiting and he also released my inheritance his twin brother left me when he passed away. I felt a little better.
As I finished ironing I looked at the logo on front of the shirt and realized the shirt wasn’t the one my uncle gave me. It was a shirt I received from a vendor who visited my job. That gave me a chuckle when I also remembered the shirts were two different colors.
It’s interesting how things from the past show up unexpectedly that possibly need to be dealt with. I believe I needed to deal with that issue. I dealt with that issue and felt better but wish I had an opportunity to discuss my feelings with him before he passed away.
So from now on I’m going to keep a check on my feelings and emotions and if I feel some way I’m going to discuss my feelings so I won’t be carrying them around many years like I have with these.
Do you have feelings about your relationship with someone that need to be discussed so you can be set free and you can free the person? If you do please deal with them immediately.
Morning, noon and night
Drained to the core
Words-there’s no more
Energy is spent
Body hard hit
Along with the mind
Phone always ringing
What do you think
What should I do
Never how are you doing
Is life treating you well
Is there anything I can do
Can we talk about you
I’m here for you day or night.
Sitting before the Lord
Reevaluating my life
Not seeing progress
Nor my prayers answered
I cried out from
The depth of my soul
What about me
What about me Lord
What about me
I don’t see what I prayed for
Why no one cares to listen to me
Ask me hard questions
That make me think
Receive a hug I didn’t give
A tissue to wipe away my tears
What about me
What about me Lord
Will it ever be my time?
A definition of perception is the ability to see, hear,
or become aware of something through the senses.
Pain can be physical or emotional. Physical pain can be in a particular part of your body or all over. Emotional pain can make you think your heart is broken and you can’t go on. It some times hurt worse than physical pain.
Any pain you have can be eradicated by The Healer.
Bowling is a spiritual game. The pins are like problems that won’t go away. They keep standing when they should have fallen. In order to bring them down don’t rush them, but with a pause, listen for a strategy and move forward. You win.
In writing you get freedom. You can use your wildest imagination that can be entertaining to the reader. You can tell your story that can set a person free. If you have a mandate to write stop putting it off and get to it. Satisfaction of completion can be a wonderful thing.
Listening is a hard thing to do. You can start listening to someone but can go off the beaten path into your own world by just one word that was spoken. Everyone who wants you to listen don’t always want a response. They only want a listener. Do them and yourself a favor-listen.
Birds are interesting to watch. Their ways resemble people. One minute they are working together and the next they are fighting. Fluttering and flapping their wing and squawking remind me of many people I’ve come in contact with over the years. They fly away never to be seen again. With people that may not happen.
Today has been a quiet day. I read my devotions and scripture references that followed. I reflected on the goodness of God and how He is in complete control no matter how much the news is trying to convince us otherwise. God’s peace is covering me and I’m thankful for that.
I haven’t turned the television or music on. My thoughts are the loudest noise I hear while I anticipate hearing from God concerning the direction I’m to go.
The last week I’ve had work done in my home. A lot of things that have been taken down and moved need to be replaced. One thing I can say for sure that most things will not end up in the same place. Just maybe that is a good thing. I will have a place that will look new even though it’s only been rearranged. Some things will not reappear. Some pieces will be given away and some will be thrown away. It’s a new day.
That is how I’m thinking about the way I want my life to be when we become free birds again. I’m not interest in adding every single thing I use to do back into my life. I enjoy the quiet days – days I either do something or do nothing. I work on projects I didn’t have time to do before with the hustle and bustle of going here, there, and everywhere with no end in sight. I will choose the most important activities I like and put the others on the shelf of my thoughts to revisit at a later date. My life will not be the same as before.
Today I will fill my Hummingbird feeders out so they can come back and visit regularly. Maybe I’ll soak in the tub while enjoying Smooth Jazz and a sip of something.
This will continue to be a quiet day for me. How about you?