“Instead of being a “worrier”- I want to be a warrior for Him!” JH
How about you? Wouldn’t you enjoy being a warrior instead?!
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? Luke 12:25
For many years, I thought that worrying was equated with love- and that worrying was a good thing. After all, you don’t worry about something that isn’t important to you- or to someone you love.
It’s been a long, arduous process, but I am learning to drop those worries on His door step, one by one. But some days I pick them back up.
And that’s what happened to me recently.
Nothing of great importance, but lots and lots of little things creeped into my thoughts and I found myself fretting over everything– and I mean EVERYTHING.
Doesn’t it seem like everything falls apart all at once? That’s what happened in my home. I tell my husband all the time that I am not good at being an “adult”. As crazy as it sounds, even…
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hummingbirds and being still…
“They were working harder being still and waiting than they were flying around! Being still is an action that takes intentional effort” (JH)
Are you, am I willing to work for the stillness needed to know His presence?
they hover, they wait
for their turn to feed
sounds like helicopters
buzz through the sky
is it a bird? a plane?
it’s a hummingbird passing by…
they give and they take
without worry or care
having faith that their portion
will always be there
I had the pleasure of spending a few moments with a dear friend of mine. She’s a kindred spirit and someone I affectionately refer to as one of my “church mommas”.
Having grown up in a big city, bird-watching and gardening were never high priorities for me. One of the best things about moving out to the country is the ability to slow down just a little and take in the sights and sounds of nature.
My friend happened to call me when I was running here, there, and everywhere- and she asked if I wanted to stop by her…
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late fees…facing the shame of my overdue library books
This is how I will remember what we’ve checked out from the library… taking a photo of my fabulous finds 🙂
of what “might be”
are far worse than
Only realized in
so I’m striving to do
and not be such a
as I take the time for
I have a little confession to make: I am a procrastinator…and a little forgetful. So once I have procrastinated- even just a little bit– it’s quite possible that I have completely forgotten to do whatever that thing was in the first place.
Like returning library books.
We went to the library several times last summer, and once the girls were back in school- I simply forgot to return our books. So, a few weeks past the due date, I dropped our late books off at the library. They were not open at the time, so…
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For I know the plans…
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.
Recently, I received a message from someone that simply said this-
“your words matter.”
A great encouragement to me… and a reminder that our words carry meaning and that we should choose them wisely- and that sometimes our silence can speak volumes.
Whenever I am seeking God and find myself without words, I sit and play the piano. The video I am sharing here today is of a song I wrote some time ago… at a time when I was desperate to know what His plan was for me. It is a comforting thought to know that Jesus is interceding for us and knows exactly what we need – even when we can’t put it…
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His Kind of Rest
Do you hear His still small voice? Come and rest…
“My presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.” Exodus 33:14
For weeks now I have been yearning for some type of rest. For time to just be still and be with God. In His presence. Life has been busy, and at times it has been hard to snag a few minutes to catch up with my own thoughts, let alone focus on His.
So, it was with great excitement that today I realized during a long and trying day at work that my afternoon was wide open. No plans after work. No kids at home courtesy of a sleepover. A husband who had a prior obligation of his own. God had just granted me a gift. He had given me what I had been asking for: a little alone time. A time to enjoy His presence. His creation. The day He had made.
Initially, I seized…
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stuff gets in the way
Last night’s sunset peeking through the trees…
all these things
get in the way
blocking my clear vision
stuff that I’ve stuffed
here and there
distracts me from my mission
too much stuff
makes me feel stuffy
every breath becomes a chore
with all this stuff
I can’t take it anymore!
I often complain about the view from my house. I can’t see the sunset very clearly due to all the trees around us. I know-it’s a really insignificant problem to have, but I long to be out in the open air where I can gaze at the stars and see the sky for miles and miles.
Lately I have been feeling the same way about my home. I LONG to see open space in my rooms. I can’t find anything, and I can’t see anything clearly because of all the STUFF that is stuffed everywhere. We…
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