James 1:17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. I love the view up here from the bedroom-turned-office. Well, office seeems too officious for how my days go now since I retired and Dad came to live with us. I am grateful to the previous owner who put in this wall of windows in this north-facing room. It's as if he knew I'd need a place like this for this time. It's a place where I can retreat, pay attention and listen to God. **** God, I haven’t been outside much and I've missed it. I’ve been alone with dad this week and it’s been Raining most days. You speak to me so clearly though nature But I know you speak to me where I am. I have learned to "Pay attention! Look up. Look down. Look around. And see what God has for you.” And then I notice the the mini blinds how they break up the view on the top of the window even totally obscure the view in the window next to it. But I know nothing out there has changed. Just the view. And I hear you say: Oh my child, the “view” Is like you seeing me. Sometimes you see me so clearly. Sometimes things look a little “broken up” and you wonder where I am. And sometimes you feel as if you can’t see me at all. But I have not changed gone away forsaken you. I am the God who Does.Not.Change Linking with Weekend Brew and Barbie Swihart Still Saturday and Sandra Heska King
Psalm 32:8 I will guide and teach you the way you should go. I will give you good advice and watch over you.
(written FebrUary 2009) It's been 3 1/2 years since my brother GORDON got lost in the mountains and died of hypothermia before he was found. And I have been going through a period of doubt concerning God’s goodness for several months now. We have also just signed my mother up for hospice and every day is full of question marks.
Oh, it’s not that I doubt God is overall in-light-of-eternity good. But I do wonder if He cares about how I experience life on a day-to-day basis. I am still in the scary middle of this process when I go for a walk in the neighborhood, asking God if there is something he would like me to notice, something he would like to say to me. As I walk past the church up the street, I stop, my attention drawn to the construction sign. And I begin to talk to God: LORD, You seem to be doing a lot of construction in my life. Sometimes it feels like destruction. so you can rebuild what has been broken. I am so tired. I just want to be “done.” Done with grief, with loss and all that goes with it. But looking at this sign, I am beginning to "hear" what you want to say to me. LORD: Give me YOUR “hard hat” to protect my thinking processes through this time. Help me believe you are GOOD. Give me YOUR “safety glasses” to protect my eyes as you help me see what you want me to see. Give me YOUR "workboots." Protect my footsteps as I journey with you through this season of doubt. Take me to a place of peace and healing. My Child: I will guide and teach you the way you should go. I will give you good advice and watch over you. Psalm 32:8 As I continue to be honest in my struggle with trust, God meets me where I am. And I come to believe he is not only good, he delights in me. And I can't help but think how applicable this is to me right now is the season in which I find myself. God's word is always relevant Zephaniah 3:17 becomes on of my favorite verses of scripture: Your God is present among you,a strong Warrior there to save you. Happy to have you back, he’ll calm you with his love and delight you with his songs. Linking this weekend with: Diedra Riggs and The Sunday Community Scripture and a Snapshot Lyli Dunbar and Thought Provoking Thursday
I Peter 1:18-19 It was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed from the empty way of life handed down to you from your forefathers, but with the preciuos blood of Christ, a lamb without blemish or defect.
All week long I have had this scripture in my concious thought. Creating this art piece* helps center my thoughts on this precious scripture as I also anticipate the celebration of the Risen Lord.
He is risen, indeed!
Meditating on Redemption and celebrating the Resurrection of my Saviour this week
*ZIA (Zentangle Inspired Art) created by Carol. Zentangle: is a fun relaxing way to create images by intentionally drawing repetitive patterns.
Creating images using this method helps me meditate and remember words/thoughts such as scripture
Psalm 34:8 Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him. Sitting by the lake with my granola bar and my ½ decaf/ ½ hot water/extra milk/two Splenda coffee God reminds of something I already know. He’s like that when we pay attention. He likes to speak to us in our ordinary life doing ordinary things. I’ve been trying to slow down when I eat. And ever so slowly I savor the granola bar the sweet chocolaty taste lingering on my tongue. And it’s so much more enjoyable this way than the usual bite chew swallow, food sliding right over the tastebuds reducing eating to mere mechanics. And I get it. It’s the same with you, isn’t it LORD? It’s taking time to savor your words, allowing them to linger in my thoughts, giving time for them to find their way into the recesses of my heart. This . . . THIS is tasting and seeing that you are good. that I am safe making you my refuge. Oh Lord, help me slow down as I come to you and the food you have for my soul. ******************************************************** One of the things I like to do is create a visual of scripture and as I create it, it helps my ADHD brain to meditate/focus on the truth of scripture. Below ** you’ll find my visual for Psalm 34:8 **ZIA (Zentangle Inspired Art) created by Carol. Zentangle is a fun relaxing way to create images by drawing repetitive patterns. Creating images using this method helps me remember works/thoughts/scripture joining today with Imperfect Prose/Emily Weirenga Just Write/The Extraordinary Ordinary Words of Life Wednesdays, Rebekah Hughes Thought Provoking Thursdays, Lyli Dunbar
It’s been a hard week with my dad.
Dementia is a wicked thing.
The grace in the day was spending time in at my quiet lake, meditating on
Psalm 27:4-6- seeking his face, gazing on his beauty, finding myself safe in his shelter and the ability to sing and make music to the Lord.
because if I don’t praise him, the rocks will praise him
Psalm 42 has long been a favorite of mine. Over the years, this is where I go when “my soul is cast down". A couple weeks ago I paraphrased Psalm 42:1 in my own words. (CLICK HERE.) As I continued spending time in this short Psalm, I was taken with verse 8. And well, I just like the whole 11 verses. Psalm 42:8 Always present, Never changing God of my life Therefore I will hope in him I will yet praise him (vs. 11) Psalm 42:8 The Lord will Command his lovingkindness in the daytime. And in the night His song shall be with me. A prayer to the God of my life. Linking with The Sunday Community, Diedra Riggs, Scripture and a Snapshot, Jennifer & The The Weekend Brew, Barbie Swihart
We just returned from two weeks in Florida, watching the early morning sunrises off the Atlantic Coast.
March of 2008, we also spent time on the Gulf coast of Florida and experienced the evening sunset each day.
Nothing says “rejoice” like a
glorious sunrise and peaceful sunset.
And it all “happens”
by Your power
for our enjoyment.
And it’s all grace.
Psalm 42:1 As the deer longs for the water, so my soul longs for you, O God. As I meditate on this scripture, I begin to think of the things I long for, the things that make my heart ache if I go too long without them. I start to make a list. As a grandma longs for the embrace of a grandchild… As the city dweller longs for a place so she can see the earth meet the sky... As a weary-caregiver longs for the Florida beaches the last two weeks of March... As one longs for the faces of friends who move away... As a bride, two days before her wedding, longs for the face of her groom whom she has not seen for four months... As a mother longs for and rejoices to be in the presence of her grown sons . . . And their families... It is my heart's desire to long after you, O God. And so I pray, “Draw me close to you.”
“Written March 5, 2014. The words linger long after they are written.
adding a page to Life Lessons
Linking withCoffee for your Heart Holly Gerth, Jennifer Dukes Lee "Tell His Story", Thought-provoking thursdays with Lyli Dunbar, The Weekend Brew with Barbie Swihart page to "Life Lessons"
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life.
Yesterday the gentle breeze blew
the ripples on top of the water
to the northeast.
to the southeast.
Lord, let my life to be like the waves
responsive to the wind of your Holy Spirit
“blowing” in the direction you have for me.
For “You know the way I should take.”
Linking with The Sunday Community, Deidra Riggs