Wordless Wednesday ~ None of my words on the joy in my heart…..

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If Easter says anything to us today, it says this:
You can put truth in a grave, but it won’t stay there.
You can nail it to a cross, wrap it in winding sheets
and shut it up in a tomb, but it will rise!
 Clarence W. Hall

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Tomb, thou shalt not hold Him longer;
Death is strong, but Life is stronger;
Stronger than the dark, the light;
Stronger than the wrong, the right…
Phillips Brooks

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In the bonds of Death He lay
Who for our offence was slain;
But the Lord is risen to-day,
Christ hath brought us life again,
Wherefore let us all rejoice,
Singing loud, with cheerful voice,
Hallelujah!
Martin Luther

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Let every man and woman count himself immortal.
Let him catch the revelation of Jesus in his resurrection.
Let him say not merely, “Christ is risen,” but “I shall rise.”
 Phillips Brooks

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“Christ the Lord is risen to-day,”
Sons of men and angels say.
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.
Charles Wesley

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Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life.
He who believes in me will live, even though he dies;
and whoever lives and believes in me will never die.

John 11:25-26

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Note to Self: Put ‘Busy’ in Perspective…..

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I love Easter. I admit that I get caught up in the fun side of the holiday. I mean really, how could you not–especially with young kids around. Coloring eggs, eating jelly beans, egg and spoon races, and hunts to find those marvelous treat-filled plastic eggs–all spell fun for kids both young and old. As I began to mentally prepare for a party I will host on Saturday with friends, I sensed I was beginning to feel the pressure of wanting to make it perfect. Tuesday would be a hurried day of shopping for the event, and my focus was shifting–it was becoming all about me and how I will make that day memorable.

As I sat with my Bible Monday evening, the party and plans still lingering in my mind, I thought about Tuesday for Jesus. I have heard it referred to as “Busy Tuesday” by some. On His Tuesday before going to the cross, He was not concerned with anything other than getting His message out; He had much to say and time was short. With that in mind, He set His eyes upon a lost and hurting Jerusalem. Offering parables about repentance for those who would listen, and challenging the Pharisees and Sadducees as they tried to trick him out of their own ignorance, Jesus spent hours delivering His message of love and the forgiveness of sin knowing that the majority that were just shouting “Hossana’s” would soon betray Him and shout, “Crucify Him!” by week’s end.

As I sat and thought about His Tuesday, the stress of getting ready for my event disappeared. Perspective is a wonderful thing. It dawned on me that this Man was about to suffer a pain-filled death–one that He was fully aware was coming. I asked myself, “If I knew that I was about to die, would I be spending my last week on those that hate and persecute me?” Hardly. I would want to slip away with a select few and share special last moments with them. My closing conversations would center around how I loved them, and I would find comfort in how they loved me.  Not our Jesus, though. In Matthew 21-25, we see Him working hard and selflessly to help a blind people see the light and to leave us here today with the precious promise so many of us cling to and celebrate this weekend.

In all your preparations to celebrate this weekend, don’t forget what we, as His disciples, are called to do:  We, too, need to be telling about the Good News we celebrate this weekend. If possible, invite an unsaved neighbor to your church or family celebration, speak blessings over all you meet–especially those that need to hear what Jesus shared as He journeyed on towards the cross.  If Jesus spent His last days speaking of the importance of His message for all generations to hear, shouldn’t we be speaking it to our family, friends and all that we meet, especially during times where people may be more willing to listen like Easter?  What better way to celebrate than sharing the true reason for this holiday season?

I need to make a “note to self” to keep Jesus, His death, and Resurrection at the heart of my festivities. In doing so, all will be fine–even if I forget to hard boil the eggs before coloring them again this year or all the chocolate melts in those hidden plastic eggs because I did not take the heat of the sun into consideration (yes, those are “notes to self”, too-like I always say–I am a work in progress in ALL things).

Much love sent to all…..

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Be careful what you ask for…..

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Yesterday was the beginning of Holy Week. I have to admit that I love this week because of the ebb and flow of emotions it produces within me. I love bringing myself back in time as I ponder the events of Jesus’s journey back to the Father’s right hand.

In church, we celebrated Palm Sunday. Hosanna’s sung to our King filled the air, and you could feel the excitement as we sang praises. The sermon, while always packed with a wonderful message (one that even keeps you from dozing week after week), was especially riveting. Pastor was able to transport me back to the triumphant entry of my Savior and into the heart of Jesus as Holy Week began to unfold.

 Jesus entered the temple courts and drove out all who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the money changers and the benches of those selling doves. “It is written,” he said to them, “‘My house will be called a house of prayer,’but you are making it ‘a den of robbers.
Matthew 21: 12-13

I came to church yesterday in search of something–something that would touch me and set me up for the week to come. “Prepare my heart.” was my prayer. God did not disappoint. As my pastor spoke about Jesus’s entry into Jerusalem and His heart’s condition as He turned His face towards her, I could feel my spirit moving. Yes! The warm fuzzies were coming over me–this was good. Jerusalem was about to turn her back on Him, but I never would, especially not during Holy Week! My heart was melting as it flooded with emotions.

Thing is, God never just leaves me with the warm fuzzies–especially when there is work to be done. Pastor continued on and took us into the temple. There, Jesus found the money changers and others not respecting the ground on which they walked. They were in God’s holy place not keeping it holy. It was as Pastor read from the account in Matthew that my heart stopped dead in its tracks. With warm fuzzies out the window, I stared at my Bible at verse 13 and felt cold.

I had read this verse tons of times, but reading it today, was different. It was God answering the prayer, “Prepare my heart.”  “‘My house will be called a house of prayer,’but you are making it ‘a den of robbers.”   My body, my very being, is the temple (the house) of the Holy Spirit. As I sat and pictured in my mind’s eye, my precious Jesus angry and turning over the tables at the temple long ago, I could picture Him within me looking around, turning over the tables that I have set up, and saying–THIS is how we prepare your heart! My daughter glanced at my notes as I repeatedly put exclamation points after the scripture verse. I was glad she was there or I may have lost it all together. 

This week to me is not about warm fuzzies. I realize that now. I am making my way to Calvary with my precious Savior. First stop is getting real and getting rid of anything in my life that has caused my house to be that den of thieves–anything that Satan (the ultimate thief) has set up as strongholds along with any sins that I have allowed to hang out in this holy place. To tear down, rebuild, and make this place worthy of Who occupies me, I need to get real with God. He is within me turning over the tables of insecurity, fear, hatred, bitterness, envy, doubt, etc.–all of the things that come between me and the love of God.

I walked to the altar during the altar call. My precious friend met me there and listened as I purged my heart to God. Tears flowed as I asked Him to show me the tables I have set up in my life that keep me from Him and make my temple place unworthy. I believe He met me there, and I believe the cleaning out has begun.  Together, we are rebuilding the temple within me; together, as we walk to Calvary, things will reveal themselves. Once we get there, I hope to recognize the things within me that I need to lay down at the foot of the cross (the things that have nailed Him there) so that I can be truly grateful as Friday approaches. No, I am not looking to all of a sudden be perfect–I know how impossible that is being me and all–I am just looking to arrive on that day of the cross more grateful than I have ever been before.

Monday–no warm fuzzies to be found–only an even deeper desire and louder cry, “Prepare my heart!”

Have a wonderful week, dear friends.  I pray that you will take this week to draw closer to Jesus. His walk, His journey was for you. Through the Bible and prayer, you can take it with Him as Easter Sunday fast approaches.

Much love sent to you all…..

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Hosanna ~ NaPoWriMo (Day 13)

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Today, for Sunday Poetry, I have written over on my poetry blog as I continue on with NaPoWriMo 2014. I hope you enjoy it. May God richly bless you on this Palm Sunday!
Much love sent to you all…..
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Originally posted on The Sanctuary of My Heart:

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Mornings kissed with dew
Birds heralding the sunrise
All things good and true
Cherry blossoms hung with care
Signs of You are everywhere.

Brought to memory
As each bough sways in the breeze
A colt, a man, a trip for me
With creation, I now sing
“Hosanna!” to my dear King.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Monument

This week’s Weekly Photo Challenge is entitled “Monument.”  Ben from the Challenge states, “In this week’s challenge, show us your take on a monument (broadly defined). It could be a fresh angle on a well-known tourist site, or a place nobody knows outside your community. It doesn’t even have to be an official monument. A legendary coffeehouse, a churchyard cemetery, the remains of a treehouse you’d built as a kid — anything can be monumental as long as it’s imbued with a shared sense of importance.”

Knowing I would probably not run into monuments in the next week, I decided to submit the only monument photos I have taken recently.  I have included information about the monument obtained from the official Stone Sentinels website–scripture verses were added by me.  I hope you enjoy.

Have a lovely weekend…..

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54th Pennsylvania
Infantry Regiment 

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The monument to the 54th Pennsylvania Infantry Regiment was erected on October 25, 1905. A brass tablet beneath the monument explains the monument’s re-dedication in 1984.

Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His godly ones.
(Psalm 116:15)

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Text from the marker:

Erected
to the memory
of the heroic dead
of the 54th Regt.
Pa. Vet. Vol. Infty.
who gave their lives
in defense of their
country.

The monument is next to the Bloody Cedars wayside marker, which tells the story of the 54th Pennsylvania at New Market, where they suffered the second-highest regimental loss in the battle. 

Be on the alert, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong.
(1 Corinthians 16:13).

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From the brass tablet at the base of the monument:

At ceremonies conducted 16 September, 1984,
title to this monument was transferred from
the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania to the New
Market Battlefield Park. The monument was
originally dedicated on 25 October 1905 to the
men of the 54th Pennsylvania Infantry. It now
serves as a memorial to all who fought at the
Battle of New Market on 15 May, 1864.

Greater love has no one than this,
that one lay down his life for his friends.
(John 15:13)

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“Darlin’, it’s just what dogs do.”

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A gentle answer turns away wrath,
    but a harsh word stirs up anger.
Proverbs 15:1

Different people handle confrontation differently. There are those people who seem to thrive on a good “debate” about how they have been wronged and will defend their position vehemently even if they are wrong. Then, there are those like me that are absolutely terrified of confrontation. I will do anything I can to avoid these situations. By doing so, I have become many folk’s doormat over the years.

When I became a Christian, it was easy to step into the role of doormat and have an excuse–after all, aren’t we called to forgive our neighbor “seventy times seven times?”  Funny thing is, though, with some people, the forgiveness shown to them does not change the way they behave and that number thrown out in scripture seems more and more like it will become a reality. This is where I find myself today.

My neighbor has a dog. She is an outside dog. When male dogs make their way to her, said dogs do what dogs will do–the result: adorable puppies. My neighbor, unbelievably, does not have a fenced in piece of land nor does she keep these adorable puppies on leashes. Well, last year, all her dogs found their way over to my property (after inching their way closer daily and me yelling at the puppies in hopes she would hear and pay attention rather than confronting her).

Now, dogs love chickens, and one horrific evening, they broke into my chicken house and killed twenty-one out of my twenty-three chickens. After cleaning-up the carnage, and before I had a chance to figure out how to approach this with my neighbor, her dog was back. In broad daylight, she grabbed one of my last chickens and went running through fields and roads with her in her mouth. For what seemed like forever, I chased this dog in an effort to save my chicken. Finally, back at her home, the owner was able to get the dog to release her grip, and I swept my sweetie back into my arms.  The feeling of her sinking into my chest is something I will never forget (she was fine by the way–unbelievably).

It was at that point that I shared with my neighbor about what happened a few days prior. Thankfully, after explaining to me what it is dogs do (I guess my wide-eyed look said I needed some education into the matter), she at least listened and then went on to explain about her life and how hard it was. I was able to offer forgiveness and prayer to her. Even though she did not pay for the loss of the chickens and future eggs for my family, I felt good because of the peace God gave me through the prayer offered her.

Fast forward one year, and there is a whole new group of puppies born to said flirty dog and they are inching their way slowly towards my property once more. Cute as buttons according to my kids, they are now in love; but, I am not feeling the love. I am feeling angry inside–not seeing the cute factor at all.

I will not lie, I have ranted a bit in my home in front of my kids about her irresponsibility and how I need to march right over there and set her straight. But that is not the example I want to set for my kids–I was convicted of that mid-rant as they stared at me. I realized, after praying over it for the last few days, that I wanted to confront her out of anger–the anger I am obviously still harboring and the anger for her not realizing the same nightmare could happen again. In approaching it that way, though, I am approaching it out of pride and a whole host of other ugly emotions. I am quite sure if I had zipped right over there, I would not have had much of the love of Christ to offer her, but more anger heaped onto the already difficult life she has.

We are called to be peacemakers, yes; but that does not mean we have to be doormats. We just have to search for the balance. In every situation, we need to remember who we represent. For the last few days, as these bundles of fluff grew bolder and bolder, my anger grew stronger and stronger. I am thankful that I have four sets of eyes that, just by looking at me, can convict me to my core.  In looking to Jesus as my example, I see that He did correct people, but it was always done out of the love He had in His heart for them. Always standing for what was right, He appealed to their hearts and always spoke the truth out of the love He had for the Father. Anger does not represent the Lord well, nor does it show to a watching world Who lives within me.

I desperately want to be a good example to my children and those that God puts in my path. Trust me, I have failed more times than I care to admit. Right now, though, this is the situation at hand, and I want all parties involved (my neighbor and my children) to see the heart of Jesus in me as I deal with the situation.

Brothers and sisters, if someone is caught in a sin, you who live by the Spirit should restore that person gently. But watch yourselves, or you also may be tempted. Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.
Galatians 6:1-2

At present, I am still boiling a bit inside, so I know it is not the right time to confront her lest I sin, too.  I know Jesus would have me stand for what is right–protection of the new chicks I will be housing soon would fall under that category–but, I need to wait on Him to work this out in His timing so that I am doing it out of love not anger towards all involved–my neighbor and her stupid dogs (sorry–I am a work in progress).

The name of the Lord is a strong tower;
The righteous runs into it and is safe.
Proverbs 18:10

My strong Tower is well aware of this situation. As I call upon His name, I know that all hearts involved will be safe, and all eyes will see Him, if only I keep in prayer and listen for what He would have me do. He wants that for all of us. All we need to do is slow down enough and ask ourselves how we can glorify Him in every situation because that is really what we were placed on this earth to do.  Most of us reading this can think of someone or some situation where a decision has to be made……Don’t be a doormat; be a peacemaker through prayer.

Much love sent to you all…..

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Thankful Thursday: Sleepy thoughts from my comfy couch……

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I will bless the Lord at all times:
his praise shall continually be in my mouth.

Psalm 34:1

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I have been running on empty a bit. School here has been challenging as we are wrapping up some classes for the year, and my health has presented me with some difficulties. I have felt myself growing more and more tired; so today, I asked for a late-afternoon time of peace. At present, it is Wednesday around 5:30 pm, and my kids are somewhere playing quietly as I sit and type this to you. I have to admit, it is rather heavenly.

This will be my Thankful Thursday post, and as I try to quiet my spirit and think about what I am thankful for, I am finding much that I never took the time to thank God for.  The week started out bad, but could have been a lot worse.  My health is not great, but I am alive!  All pluses in my book.  Still, though, I feel tired in my spirit and unable to rouse up a thankful attitude! This truly bothers me–am I that ungrateful or just that sleepy?  I decided to Google “thankfulness” in hopes to get my heart and mind stirred once more. I want to share one thing that I found because it touched my heart and made me think about all the things I do have and should be thankful for that do not come immediately to mind when I go to thank God each day. When your brain is tired or you feel very rushed, sometimes you need a launching point to remind you just how fortunate you are; I hope you enjoy this piece written by Stephen Eardly:

“If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep … you are richer than 75% of this world.

If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace … you are among the top 8% of the world’s wealthy.

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness … you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation… you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.

If you can attend a church or synagogue meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death … you are more blessed than three billion people in the world.

If your parents are still alive and still married … you are very rare, even in the United States.

If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful … you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.

If you can hold someone’s hand, hug them or even touch them on the shoulder … you are blessed because you can offer a healing touch.

If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you, and furthermore, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all.”

As I read through this, it touched me on many levels. I have most of these things, and now, put in perspective I am even more thankful for them. I am quite thankful to be able to sit here and ponder each one and how God has graciously and abundantly gifted me or protected me. 

Because your love is better than life,
    my lips will glorify you.
I will praise you as long as I live,
    and in your name I will lift up my hands.
Psalm 63:3-4

David penned this beautiful psalm while in exile in the desert. It amazes me that He wrote such beautiful words to the Lord, his God, when in such utter despair and fear. As I sit here on my comfy couch just looking for a break, how much more should I be able to praise and thank Him for all He is doing for me? I have mistakenly let myself get too tired to remember to be grateful.  Sigh.

How do you find your spirit today? Have you been too tired or bogged down this past week to take time to praise and thank God? I had once read that it is impossible to have an ungrateful spirit festering within you, if you are thanking God and others for what they mean to you, not just for what they have done for you.  Seems rather simple and obvious. So, I thought I would challenge us–If you find yourself in an ungrateful state right now, why not either write out a letter to God OR take some time to find someone who you are especially thankful for in the blogging world and write them a personal note of thanks letting them know what they mean to you.  Who knows–maybe it will prompt them to do the same to someone else, and something could really start….an atmosphere of thankfulness may grow. I have noticed a lot of grumbling going on recently in the blogosphere.

I am thankful for each one of you, always. My spirit is lifted by you all more than I can possibly believe on most days.  It is a gift, and I thank you for it.

Much love sent to you all…..

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Wordless Wednesday: None of my words on the soul…..

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The windows of my soul I throw
Wide open to the sun.
~John Greenleaf Whittier, My Psalm

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Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye,
while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?

~Horace

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Just as a mirror, which reflects all things, is set in its own container, so too the rational soul is placed in the fragile container of the body. In this way, the body is governed in its earthly life by the soul, and the soul contemplates heavenly things through faith.
~Hildegard of Binden, letter to the Monk Guibert, 1175

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The soul of the just man is but a paradise, in which, God tells us, He takes His delight. What do you imagine, must that dwelling be in which a King so mighty, so wise, and so pure, containing in Himself all good, can delight to rest? Nothing can be compared to the great beauty and capabilities of a soul; however keen our intellects may be, they are as unable to comprehend them as to comprehend God, for, as He told us, He created us in his own image and likeness.
~Teresa of Avila, The Interior Castle

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The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions. With interior yearning, grace and blessing are bestowed.It is a yearning to take on God’s gentle yoke,It is a yearning to give one’s self to God’s Way.
~Hildegard of Bingen

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 Christ asks for a home in your soul, where he can be at rest with you, where he can talk easily to you, where you and he, alone together, can laugh and be silent and be delighted with one another.
~Caryll Houselander

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Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him.
Psalm 62:5

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Lessons learned under the shade of a tree…..

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It was finally here, the most perfect Sunday, weather-wise, that had appeared in a while. My daughter had anxiously waited for it to come because this was the day that she would learn how to ride her new bicycle.

My sweet child is incredibly gifted in many things.  She is a song bird, a talented artist, she can fix anything around the house with the real tool-kit she got for Christmas, and she is hysterically funny. Do not even get me started on her pancakes–Yum! Most days, I watch this child in awe and wonder what she will become when she grows up. But this day, she was struggling with learning how to ride a bike, and even with all her amazing talent and confidence, I heard something I did not expect–she was throwing in the towel because her siblings were better than her at riding. But, it did not stop there, it trickled down into the many incredible talents she has been given by God. Her heart was being poured out before me how she felt not talented in the shadows of her older siblings. Fortunately, under the shade of a tree, we were able to work through these feelings, and I was able to discuss with her how God does not hold anyone’s talent or gifts higher than anyone else’s so neither should we.  I was able to build her back up again as we sifted through the emotions and landed with her cracking jokes once more. The thing is, it is there–bubbling under the surface just like so many of us in the world–just like ME! We compare ourselves with others because of old wounds, or things that were not addressed as children, or just plain lies that we choose to believe.

God very rarely lets me get away with things for long. As she went off to play with her brother and sisters, it dawned on me:  Just hours earlier, once again, I sat among my church body and ripped myself to pieces. Our church had an open-mic Sunday to share about the things God is doing in our lives, and I found myself not celebrating for others, but instead, causing myself to feel inadequate. I had a spirit of envy come over me because of what I was witnessing within the lives of those who spoke. By the end of the service, instead of feeling excited and recharged, I found myself feeling like a wet blanket was thrown on me (and my own amazing ministries and all God has done in my life). Sin at its finest pointed out on a perfect Sunday afternoon–yuck.

“Each one should test their own actions. Then they can take pride in themselves alone, without comparing themselves to someone else.”
Galatians 6:4

Jealousy and envy–two sins hated by God–revealed to me once more. I am not sure why I  struggle with this issue so much, but the feelings of inadequacy have followed me my whole life. As I cried out to the Lord, Galatians 6:4 was the verse that was given to me. Funny thing is, these are the truths I was just trying to impart to my daughter–now, my heavenly Father was trying to get them through to me.

The LORD will work out his plans for my life–for your faithful love, O LORD, endures forever. Don’t abandon me, for you made me.
Psalm 138:8

I am unique just like my amazing daughter. I have my own style of writing, of raising my children, of walking, of talking, and even the way I dress or wear my hair–and in God’s eyes, I am fearfully and wonderfully made. He did not put me on this earth to emulate my brother or sister in Christ. No, the Father put me here to be the best me I can be. When I sit in a row at church and allow Satan to whisper in my ear how I am not measuring up, and then allow those feelings to wreak havoc with my confidence, I am not working with God to fulfill the plans He has for my life–I am wasting precious time watching Him work in other’s lives.

I had to confess to God how I felt that morning at church. In doing so, I realized how often my comparing myself with others clips my own wings. I love to write, but am continually berating myself because of all the better writers–so, many days, I convince myself it is best I give up–and the list goes on. (Don’t even get me started on all the better home school moms out there.)  Sidelined, I do not rejoice in the unique gifts I have and the special talents God has given me–I wish for other’s talents instead. It is rather exhausting. It is sin.

My daughter cannot learn to ride a bike by throwing in the towel and wishing she was her older siblings–no, that will not get her to her desired goal. Only hard work, perseverance, and prayer will get her to finally balance and take off into the wind as God and I both look on and applaud. For me to take off into the wind and fly, I need to take my eyes off other’s lives and keep my eyes fixed on Him and the unique role He has for me to play during my time on earth. Lesson learned, and hopefully remembered the next time I catch myself comparing once more–as I said, it is an on-going struggle, and only I can choose to lay it at the cross or pick it up whenever other humans cross my path.

Have a wonderfully blessed week, Dear Friends!  Celebrate your unique gifts by thanking God for them today.

Much love sent to you all…..

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Sunday Poetry

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Many of you follow me on both my poetry blog and my photography blog, but for those of you that do not, I have been participating in this year’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). For the month of April, to celebrate poetry, all who are joining in write a poem a day. An optional prompt is sent out each morning. If you choose to follow it, you may; or like me, you can go rogue and write your own poem of your own style and choosing.

For “Sunday Poetry”, I am directing you over to my poetry site. If you choose to head on over, I hope that you will enjoy today’s offering.  At the bottom, you will find the other day’s links (Days 1-5 so far), if you would like to check out my others.  So without further adieu, here is the link:

The Composer
by Skye Alexander

I pray that your Sunday is greatly blessed, Dear Friends.  Much love sent to you all…..

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold

This week’s Weekly Photo Challenge is entitled, “Threshold”.   The prompt states: “A threshold is a point of entering; that point just before a new beginning — that split-second moment in time, full of anticipation. All the hard work is over; relief is palpable.”  

While not split-second in nature, this screamed “new beginning” to me.  I was able to witness that split second moment when the butterfly emerged, but did not get a great shot of it because I was so caught up in the moment.  

So, here is my interpretation and entry. I hope that you enjoy. Have a blessed weekend!

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Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation;
old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.
2 Corinthians 5:17

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Going “off the path” can be quite messy…..

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A couple of years ago, a well-known preacher decided that a certain date would be the day that Jesus returned; the world as we knew it would cease to exist, and that it was time to make sure that you were right with God. One of my children caught wind of the impending date and time and panicked a bit. Truthfully, more than a bit–this was truly affecting my little one. All assurances from me could not quiet this little spirit because it was so foreign to the safe/comfortable/predictable world my dear one had experienced to date.

Well, when Australia survived, I was able to explain that this man was wrong in his prediction, but it also gave me many a teachable moment (not to mention being able to discuss time zones and how they work).

But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night, in which the heavens will pass away with a great noise, and the elements will melt with fervent heat; both the earth and the works that are in it will be burned up……..Therefore, beloved, looking forward to these things, be diligent to be found by Him in peace, without spot and blameless;
2 Peter 3:10-14

During those hours of waiting, I remember having a bit of anxiety bubbling up within me, as well. I was not working diligently at all to be “without spot and blameless.”  I had unconfessed sins because I just did not have the time at that point in my life to keep up with my errors, and I was forging my own path daily because I did not spend much time in prayer. While still a sinner saved by grace, looking at my own life in those moments caused me to pause.

“….they shall not be ashamed who wait for Me.”
Isaiah 49:23(b)

I truly would have been ashamed if He returned that day. He was not a priority. I was not waiting on Him very much at all during those busy days of little kids and home schooling pressures. Each day was lived by the seat of my pants ~ each night found me sound asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow with nary an utterance of a “thank you” or “please forgive me.”

Show me the right path, O LORD;
point out the road for me to follow.
Lead me by your truth and teach me,
for you are the God who saves me.
All day long I put my hope in you.
Psalm 25:4-5

My sweet child came to me the other day to discuss this old event once more.  Apparently still plagued with some fear, they needed to talk it out. We spoke about how important it is to seek out God’s path for our lives each day and how our prayers should be one of guidance and direction not afterthoughts of regret and, “Get me out of this mess!” prayers. Since their coming to me, I have been trying to look at my life and the paths I am choosing, as well.  It dawned on me that, too often, I am still forging my own path, and when that does not work out, I am crying out to the Lord for help.  That is not where I want to be found if today should be the day of the Lord’s return. I do not want to be one that does not practice what she preaches, and I want the Lord at the center of my life. But, I have to make that choice each day.  I need to go to Him daily.

So the LORD must wait for you to come to him  so he can show you his love and compassion.For the LORD is a faithful God.  Blessed are those who wait for his help.
Isaiah 30:18

The Lord waits for me to come to Him so that He can show me His love, mercy and compassion.  He asks me to not rush out ahead of Him, but to wait for His help and His guidance.  It truly is the only way to live in the confidence that, should He return this day, I shall not be ashamed.  Will I make mistakes along the way?  Of course! But, if I am at least trying to seek His will and direction, my “off-path moments” will be a lot more “fixable” as I keep a short account with my Father.

My little one was satisfied with all these things.  I pray that it will be tucked in my sweetheart’s sweet heart forever. I wish I could thank the erroneous preacher for the wonderful life lessons He gave to my family.

Have a blessed day.  Much love sent to you all…..

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Thankful Thursday: Help comes from the mouths of others……

 

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Today is Thankful Thursday, and it may sound funny to say this, but today I am thankful for yesterday, Wordless Wednesday.  When I was looking up quotes for my post, I came across this quote by Zig  Ziglar that stayed with me all day and night.

“The story is told of a little guy valiantly but futilely trying to move a heavy log to clear a pathway to his favorite hideout. His dad stood nearby and finally asked him why he wasn’t using all his strength. The little guy assured his dad he was straining with all his might. His dad quietly told him he was not using all his strength, because he hadn’t asked him (his dad) to help.”

It really touched me because I saw myself in it. I am not sure if it is a pride-thing or an erroneous way of thinking that God has better things to do than help with this or that thing, but many times, I find myself in the middle of a situation trying to work things out for myself. It is not until I get to the very end of myself that I cry out for help. I picture myself like that boy, totally exasperated, and God looking at me with a bit of an amused look on His face wondering why I have, once again, tried to move that “heavy log” alone.

I have come a long way with regard to prayer. I love to pray for others, and I cherish my morning and evening prayer times; still though, I catch myself wanting to hold on to certain issues so I can solve them myself. Whether it is little things throughout the day, or a big thing that I am afraid God will not answer in the way I want, I hold on tight and pass on the greatest solution any issue can  have–being submitted to the Father in prayer.

I am finding myself exhausted many days by nightfall. When I saw Mr. Ziglar’s quote and many of the other quotes I found yesterday, I had to ask myself if I am striving too much within my own strength by not inviting my “Dad” in to help me. I find the answer to be a resounding, “Yes!”  But, that is not what I want.  I want to love Him and honor Him in all I do. I want the help that He can and wants to give. Acknowledging Him during my day by including Him throughout it creates that relationship.  Seeking the Lord’s help in all situations communicates to Him that I trust Him and that I know I need the comfort, guidance, and care that only He can provide. It also tells Him that I admit that I am weak and He is my strength.   It is me saying to Him, “I need You. I want You to be the biggest part of my every day.”  We cannot get through our days without including God. The devil is prowling, and without conditioning ourselves to include God in our daily walk, it leaves us wide open to temptation and lies. Satan loves to find us exhausted in spirit by days end knowing he did a good day’s work.

Jesus depended heavily on prayer to His Father. Free from the pride and fear that we are so often shackled with, He humbled Himself countless times and prayed. In the Garden of Gethsemane, we find Him praying to the Father to remove this cup from Him. Knowing full well what the answer would be, He cries out anyway. Needing comfort, He met with the Father because it was second nature for Him to do so. Since He already knew what God’s answer would be, He could have just curled up in a ball and waited for the inevitable, but instead, He chose to seek comfort and strength in those precious moments by spending time with His Father.

When we fear what God’s answer will be to a prayer, when we feel like there is no point in praying because the writing is already on the wall, when we don’t know what to pray, or when we are just going through our mundane days–we need to be seeking the Lord’s comfort and strength by just talking to Him. Telling the Lord all our cares throughout our day will allow us to  arrive at the end of the day in peace not utter exhaustion.

I am so thankful that He never meant for us to do this thing called life alone.  Let’s reach out to Him today-early and often.  As always, I would love to know what you are finding yourself thankful for today!

Much love sent to you all…..

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Wordless Wednesday: None of My Words on Prayer

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“In prayer it is better to have a heart without words
than words without a heart.”

- John Bunyan

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“When a Christian shuns fellowship with other Christians, the devil smiles,
When he stops studying the Bible, the devil laughs.
When he stops praying, the devils shouts for joy.”
Corrie Ten Boom

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“Seven days without prayer makes one weak.”
~Allen E. Vartlett

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“Each time, before you intercede, be quiet first, and worship God in His glory. Think of what He can do, and how He delights to hear the prayers of His redeemed people. Think of your place and privilege in Christ, and expect great things!”
~Andrew Murray

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“…True prayer is measured by weight, not by length. A single groan before God may have more fullness of prayer in it than a fine oration of great length.” 
~C. H. Spurgeon

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And whatever you ask in My name, that I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.  If you ask anything in My name, I will do it.”
~John 14:13-14

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April………Dust Bunnies Beware!!!!!

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Happy April, Everyone! I am not sure about you, but I am very happy to put the month of March behind me.  There is something about April finally showing up that makes me feel hopeful inside. April also makes me want to start spring cleaning. Yes! It is time to throw open the windows, wash all the curtains, scrub down the walls, clean out our school closets, think about what to plant this year, etc., etc.  It all sounds a bit exhausting; but thankfully, it does not have to all be done in one day.

It was a rough winter, with it came many colds and much time cooped up inside. Along with the dust that has accumulated from the hot air blowing to keep us warm during this extremely cold season, I feel like much dust has collected around my heart and spirit.  I want to address the much-in-need-of-attention spots of my thinking, as well, as we move into full-blown spring and as I attempt to keep the blues at bay.

“Create in me a clean heart, O God,
    and renew a right spirit within me.”
Psalm 51:10

Psalm 51 is a psalm of repentance–a springtime psalm if ever there was one. Praying through it, can make you feel clean as you invite the Holy Spirit in to illuminate those areas in your life that need either a light dusting or a deep scrubbing–areas that have been kept in the dark closets of your heart that need to be purged, repaired, or polished.  As you work together, you will feel your spirit join with the fresh breeze that is the Holy Spirit. Renewed and restored, you can fling open your heart’s windows and breathe in deep as the healing begins. Again, it will not happen over night. Your house mess did not happen in one day and neither did the clutter of sin that cramps and crowds your heart.

“…..let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, with our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water.”
Hebrews 10:22

To get our homes clean, we need the necessary tools. I will admit to you that standing in the cleaning aisle of the supermarket gives me a secret thrill. There, right in front of me, lies endless possibilities of all the latest and greatest scrubby sponges  and lemony-fresh sprays to assist me in the task at hand–my battle with dust bunnies.  Even typing it gets my heart to pumping! In truth, I have tons of products under my sink already (some even need to be spring-cleaned out of my cabinet).   It can get quite costly, though. The beautiful part of spring cleaning our spirits is that we only need one tool.

“For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.”
Hebrews 4:12

The Word of God is the only all-purpose cleaner we need.  It shines a light upon the sinful natures within us that need to be swept away. Once we confess our sin, He is faithful to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.  The beautiful part is that, just as our houses will need to be cleaned over and over and over again, the Lord is faithful in that every time there is sin build-up in our life, He will be there to cleanse our hearts over and over and over if only we come to Him and confess.

I have shared that my spirit has been feeling a bit down lately. I am fighting a battle  because I do not want to fall into depression again. I am so thankful that spring is here; its timing is perfect. I know there is much clutter in my home that needs to be sorted through right now; but even more so, I need to address all that is within me and lay it at the foot of the cross so that the sweet wind of the Holy Spirit can enter in, sweep away the blues, and keep depression far from me.

How about you? Are you in need of a spring clean-up? Those of you that are not approaching spring but are now facing fall and winter, I have great news! His clean-up tools work all year-long. We do not have to wait for spring to tidy up our bodily mansions!  Praise God for that!

Much love sent to you all……

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Psalm 51

Have mercy on me, O God,
    according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
    blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
    and cleanse me from my sin!

For I know my transgressions,
    and my sin is ever before me.
Against you, you only, have I sinned
    and done what is evil in your sight,
so that you may be justified in your words
    and blameless in your judgment.
Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity,
    and in sin did my mother conceive me.
Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being,
    and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart.

Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
    wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Let me hear joy and gladness;
    let the bones that you have broken rejoice.
Hide your face from my sins,
    and blot out all my iniquities.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God,
    and renew a right spirit within me.
11 Cast me not away from your presence,
    and take not your Holy Spirit from me.
12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation,
    and uphold me with a willing spirit.

13 Then I will teach transgressors your ways,
    and sinners will return to you.
14 Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God,
    O God of my salvation,
    and my tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness.
15 O Lord, open my lips,
    and my mouth will declare your praise.
16 For you will not delight in sacrifice, or I would give it;
    you will not be pleased with a burnt offering.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;
    a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.

18 Do good to Zion in your good pleasure;
    build up the walls of Jerusalem;
19 then will you delight in right sacrifices,
    in burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings;
    then bulls will be offered on your altar.

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Never smile at a crocodile…..

No, you can’t get friendly with a crocodile
Don’t be taken in by his welcome grin
He’s imagining how well you’d fit within his skin…

….from the movie, Peter Pan

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I make no secret that I suffer from depression. It is a battle that I have faced for many years; most of my life, I have struggled with the highs and lows.

In an effort to find Biblical “helps” to help me cope when the feelings of the blues begin to surface once more and attempt to clip my wings, I came across something that I really wanted to share. The concept is called “H.A.L.T”.  After looking at it and its validity in my own life, I truly believe there is much truth in the concept behind it.

 Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.
1 Peter 5:8

My depression seems to occur when my life has gone out of balance in one or more areas. Feeling out of sync with the Lord causes a downward spiral rather quickly. Blatant sin or not keeping my feelings in check by remaining close to the Lord opens me up to Satan and his schemes. When I allow any of the “H.A.L.T.” principles to enter into my life, I am an easy target because I have left myself wide open to his fiery darts.  Let’s look at how:

“H” – Hungry. I have blood sugar issues. I also have reactions to certain foods that cause me to feel crummy both physically and emotionally. When I become too hungry or I begin to satisfy my  hunger with poor food choices, I make bad decisions throughout my day based on the exhaustion I feel and the emotional roller coaster I am now riding. When I Googled “hungry” in the Bible, I came across the story of Esau and Jacob. Esau, in a fit of hunger, sold his birthright for a bowl of stew. Now, I would like to think that I would never get THAT hungry to make such a bad decision, but I can see the value of taking the  “H” in H.A.L.T seriously. Not taking care of myself by allowing myself to become hungry (or satisfying my hunger with things I know are bad for me), can cause me to make unwise choices which shall, in turn, leave me open to Satan’s tricks.

“A” – Anger.  I was amazed how these four letters really did flow together–they actually can cause each other. When I allow myself to weaken physically by not taking care of my basic needs properly, I can feel a bubbling anger inside of me. It amazes me how, when I am in that weakened state, the bitterness of the past or present injustices can get hugely blown out of proportion in my mind. I am no longer thinking by the Spirit; I am emotion-led. The Bible tells us, “…Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires. (James 1:19-20).”  Satan loves it when he sees that look in my eye and my fallen countenance. He can now further his agenda by planting his seeds of anger and bitterness because I have given over to him a field of filth perfect for growing such seeds–namely, anger in my spirit and a hunger or poorly fed physical state.

“L” – Loneliness. This is the one that tears me apart. Although rarely alone my entire life, I have suffered from loneliness for as far as I can remember. It is part of the curse of depression, I believe. Again, it amazes me how these letters feed on each other because anger causes loneliness–at least in my case. Please do not get me wrong–I do not want to paint a picture of myself that is false. I am not an outwardly angry person; my anger is inward and just as toxic, if not more. Yes, of course, people have seen this anger spill forth occasionally when left unchecked for too long, but I more go inward than outward–hence, the loneliness.  Anger causes me to isolate myself. Mostly, my anger comes from feeling like a failure once more. I am angry at me. So, I shut out the world convincing myself that my friends and family are better off without me. Lies that began from childhood based on cruel words that defined me.  When I allow myself to become this cut-off from the world, Satan can move in easily because I am not hearing the voice of reason from any other believers. His voice is the echo ringing in my ears–echoes of how my anger is justified, how no one understands, how no one likes me, and how the world is out to get me.  Jeepers! Loneliness is why the Father tells us we need to be in fellowship with each other. He knows how toxic our own minds can be when left alone with Satan and his lies.

“T” - Tiredness.  Well, I do not know about you, but this all makes me feel exhausted. Depression is exhausting, and it is no wonder when you look at all the wasted energy that goes into being depressed. Not feeding the body correctly when the blues begin, giving in to the anger that is caused by not thinking clearly, cutting self off from the world because of the lies believed during this whole process is exhausting work. Not getting the proper rest to reset the brain and body leaves us in a weakened state just like eating poorly, doing drugs or drinking alcohol.  In this vulnerable state, we are apt to make poor decisions based on knee-jerk reactions rather than carefully prayed over choices.  A good sign of this for me is when I begin to fall asleep during prayer. I should never make a decision based on a prayer that I fell asleep during. Satan loves those decisions because they are usually wrong.

All of this makes me think of Jesus at the start of His ministry when He was led out to the desert to be tempted by the devil. There, He encountered hunger, exhaustion, loneliness, and I am sure it all made Him quite angry.  There, Satan tempted Him each step of the way. There, my precious Jesus did not sway. He remained without sin and true to what He believed. Through the beautiful examples all throughout the Bible of those who failed in their weakened state to those who were victorious through the toughest of times, we can find what our response needs to be–it is there we find how to not let the meanings behind “H.A.L.T” affect us in such a way that Satan gains a foothold. I am blessed to have found this acronym because it will allow me to remember to check where I am at and what the Bible says about it. If something I am doing is causing me to fall into depression or taking me out of relationship with Him, I want to cut it off as soon as possible.  I pray that it will be a blessing to you, too, if you struggle with any of the above.

Much love sent to you all……

ღ Skye ღ

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Sunday Poetry: The Wings of Your Word

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Your love gives me the wings I need
To climb to everlasting heights;
When condemning words come my way,
I shall cling to Yours and take flight.

In silence, my soul rides the wind:
On gossamer threads I am lifted up.
Like a butterfly, I take flight~
Having sipped nectar from the Master’s cup.

My spirit soars over mountain and plain
Up to the stars and back again;
As I ponder Your every thought,
I gain height with each whispered “Amen.”

Upon the wings of dawn, I fly.
Each page gives a glimpse of heaven~
For even as the storms of life rage on,
Within Your word I find the wings I’ve been given.

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Got my hard hat on……

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As we walked into the park, we could not wait to see Cinderella’s castle once more. It sits at the top of Main Street, and you can feel the excitement building within as you get closer. I am a huge fan of castles, so I admit that I totally get swept up with the moment. Well, the moment came, and there it was, but this year, it was adorned with little men everywhere and cranes scattered here and there. The castle, we were informed, is “Under Construction.”

The days and months leading up to the trip had left me feeling a bit weary and filled with some dread. Pressures to perform, tasks to complete, changes I wanted to make in me prior to leaving had brought back old feelings of disappointment with myself. As I looked up at the castle, I knew right away what God was speaking to my heart. Philippians 1:6 was brought to my mind as I stood there, and I could feel a lump in my throat building:

“…being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.”

I have tried over the years to “fix” myself. Even as a Christian, since the age of 30, I am always committing to change, to remodel, to repair the brokenness within so that I will be acceptable to God. “If I stop doing this thing, or I can fix that issue, He will surely love me and I will finally be acceptable to S/someone.” Every single time, I fail. Weary in my own strength, I throw down my hammer and nails and sink into a type of sadness in which I have grown quite familiar. A separation inevitably grows between myself and God. Embarrassment at yet another failure keeps me from Him and many times the people He has put in my life.

Once I returned home, I did not think about the castle much or how I felt staring at it that day until I read this passage written by C.S. Lewis:

“Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of – throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.”

I have grown tired of trying to fix up the cottage I have been living in all these years on my own. I am ready to retire my toolbox filled with self-effort and let the Master Builder take over so He may build within me a palace fit for a King.

“Suppose one of you wants to build a tower.
Won’t you first sit down and estimate the cost to see if you have
enough money to complete it?
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Luke 14:28

Saying that is a bit scary. Construction is costly and can be quite disruptive. Transformation can only occur as the believer totally yields him or herself to the Holy Spirit. God can only work with the parts of me that I am willing to turn over to Him. When I spoke with one of the park workers about the project and how diligent the workers seemed to be, she commented, “Only the best for the princess. Every nook and cranny has to be perfect.” One hundred percent of their efforts were being poured into the project and only the best people, tools, paints, etc., were being used. Nothing was being held back. If I hold back parts of my life that I do not want God to tear down, reconstruct, or spruce up, it will affect the whole building project. I recently wrote a poem about a dark, closed-off room which exists in my heart/mind. If I do not give Him entrance and permission to fix that room as well, the project of me will remain “Under Construction” and I will slow up renovations terribly.

God truly is the Master Builder and much more capable than I am at fixing what needs to be fixed. The best I can do is show up each day with my hard hat on armed with my Bible, prayer, and a willing spirit to dig in, get dirty, and help with the most important construction project I will every be involved in–turning this lowly cottage into my King’s palace.

Much love sent to you all…..

ღ Skye ღ

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Thankful Thursday: Before I bid farewell…..

In my spirit, I have been quite grumbly lately because spring refuses to get here in a timely fashion–meaning “my timing.”  Actually, I feel like I am in good company because I am sensing many people in the same boat–folks aching for spring as the white stuff keeps coming down.

I was very glad that Thankful Thursday came around once again as I eagerly await warmer temperatures arriving soon. I have read that being thankful is a great cure for grumbly spirits and for fighting off depression–two things I need to fight hard against right now. So, I decided to look back over my winter in an effort to not let a most special season go by without being thankful for it as I bid it a fond farewell.

I found that there was much to be thankful for……

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….for a wonderful Christmas season.
….for the birth of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
….for health and happiness, joy and laughter.
….for food on our table and gifts under the tree.
….for Operation Christmas Child.
….for Mail for Heroes.
….for my angels dancing in the Christmas Pageant.
….for Christmas caroling and the hearts it touched.
….for my church and church family.
….for memories made that will last a lifetime.

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….for a wonderful trip back to my hometown.
….for family and friends waiting there to see us.
….for pots and pans banged at midnight ushering in the new year.
….for fireworks, too.
….for beautiful beaches in sub-zero temperatures
…..for a safe trip to, from and during.
….for memories made that will last a lifetime.

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 ….for having snow pants that fit for the kids BEFORE the first snowstorm hit.
….for property that provides for shushing and sledding down hills.
….for snowmen and snowballs and tons of white, fluffy fun.
….for hot chocolate after the fact.
….for heat.
….for the power not going out this year (a miracle).
….for memories made that will last a lifetime.

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….for a most-amazing vacation spent with my favorite people.
….for all the fun we had each and every day.
….for the moments given to share Christ’s love.
….for safety to, from and during our trip.
….for memories made that will last a lifetime.

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….for a beautiful season that afforded many lovely photographs.
….for a season of devotions that blessed my heart and helped me grow.
….for the many friends I made on all three blogs over the winter.
….for God making His presence known each day in clear ways.
….for love, laughter, and learning as we home school.
….for the friends that we hold dear.
….for the hope of spring.
….and for memories that will last a lifetime.

“It was You who set all the boundaries of the earth;
You made both summer and winter.”
~Psalm 74:17

Thank you, Lord, for a most amazing winter;
I am looking forward to all Your spring will hold
and for more memories made that will last a lifetime.

Much love sent to you all…..
ღ Skye ღ

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Wordless Wednesday: None of my words on…..Flowers (Desperately Seeking Spring)

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“God has sown his name on the heavens in glittering stars;
but on earth he planteth his name by tender flowers.”
~Jean Paul Richter

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“Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.”
~Lydia M. Child

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“Can we conceive what humanity would be if it did not know the flowers?”
~Maurice Maeterlinck

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“If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly,
our whole life would change.”
~Buddha

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“When I judge art, I take my painting and put it next to a
God made object like a tree or flower.
If it clashes, it is not art.” 
~Paul Cezanne

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“Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, 
yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.”
~Luke 12:27

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