The name of the LORD is a strong tower;
the righteous runs into it and is safe.
Psalm 18:10
El Roi is my favorite name for God. The God who sees. (from Genesis 16) I love that God has seen everything that has brought me to where I am and who I am today. No matter how much I confide in a friend, that person can never really understand. She can't really get it all -- because unless she has 44 years and my memory improves a lot, I can't tell her all. I'm so thankful for long term friends -- friends with whom I don't have to explain so much. I can tell of today and they are able to put my ranting or my raving into the context of who I am and how I've arrived here. That is a gift. But God is the ultimate friend. Not only does He know absolutely everything about me, he's heard every word spoken to me, seen every action around me, and felt what I've felt -- whether I perceived correctly or misinterpreted the circumstances -- He knows how and why I felt like I felt. I just love that.
Perhaps this means that I often feel misunderstood. Hmmmm...hadn't thought of that until this very moment. Hmmmm.
Yesterday I got the *bright* idea to write my own mantra. According to dictionary.com, a mantra is a word or formula, as from the Veda, chanted or sung as an incantation or prayer. I'm not sure what a Veda is (something Hindu...) but the rest works. It will be a stringing together of what I know to be true, something that I can remind myself of when I wake in the morning. This morning I sang "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, there's just something about that name..." in the shower. It's amazingly cleansing and clarifying to simply concentrate on who HE is. Once dried off, I went in mad search of Kay Arthur's book To Know Him By Name. I know that my statement, mantra, must contain El Roi, because I remember that being the name that brought me the most comfort when I studied her book, and I've clung to it ever since.
I'm going to close with Kay's words.
Knowing your God means everything. Everything.
It's the difference between victory and defeat.
It's the difference between rest and constant turmoil.
It's the difference between an abundant overflowing life and a life of barren emptiness.
It's the difference between deliverance and captivity.
It's the difference between finding a refuge and living as a fugitive.
It's the difference between life and death.
It's the difference between heaven and hell.
Kay Arthur believes that every problem in our lives can be traced back to an inadequate or incorrect understanding of who God is.
Some boast in chariots, and some in horses;
but we will boast in the name of the LORD, our God.
Psalm 20:7
2.26.2008
2.25.2008
Trite
There's a place for trite. I have a couple friends with whom I do not get to share a cup of coffee nearly often enough, and they have commented that they feel like we're having a catch up yak when I type away about the nothings on my blog. Those posts are labeled "ramblings." Just life.
I logged back on just now for a trite update. And something took me to Heather's recent post -- a back and forth discussion with an atheist. Heather is fighting brain cancer, and her daughter has a terminal disability.
This is an amazing post. Along with 90 comments. Wowza.
God can use the world of blog: to reunite friends, to keep contact in a busy world, and to spread the knowledge of Himself and His power.
If you need a break from my trite, read Heather's post. And then pray. Pray for Heather. Pray for the anonymous antangonists who are searching for the answers. Thank God for your blessings. And then make sure you'd know who to turn to if the bottom fell out of your world. God is waiting for you!
I logged back on just now for a trite update. And something took me to Heather's recent post -- a back and forth discussion with an atheist. Heather is fighting brain cancer, and her daughter has a terminal disability.
This is an amazing post. Along with 90 comments. Wowza.
God can use the world of blog: to reunite friends, to keep contact in a busy world, and to spread the knowledge of Himself and His power.
If you need a break from my trite, read Heather's post. And then pray. Pray for Heather. Pray for the anonymous antangonists who are searching for the answers. Thank God for your blessings. And then make sure you'd know who to turn to if the bottom fell out of your world. God is waiting for you!
Monday's pile...
The pile on the couch is almost funny today. A woman of varied interests sits here.
Stayed up TOO late last night reading Zen and the Art of Knitting by Bernadette Murphy. Got it at the library but want to buy it as it is a sweet book on the calming effect of knitting. Of course there's more to it than that... Here's a quote... "When I knit I stop to look. I take the time to be still and know that God is God. I find in those moments the peace of mind necessary to see clearly the miracle of my own existence, the preciousness of those I love. I get a glimpse once again of the goodness found in daily life and the many, many ways my life is graced."
The thought of hand work is SO appealing to me. And yet there must be an inner struggle with my ADHD side. Start and stop, start and stop.
In junior high I ambitiously knit and finished two coat sweaters. What did we call them... eskimo knits, polar knits...I don't recall, but they had a definite name. They sold for hundreds of dollars even then...made with thick icelandic wool, in a beige with an accent color with which I knit in a pattern...aztec pattern... there WAS a name... Anyhow, my best friend Karla and I knit them... zipper front, no hood. I finished one for me, and then knit one for my sister which Karla blocked and assembled after we moved. At that point in life (15 years old) we moved from Vancouver, Canada to Madison, Wisconsin. (over 2000 miles) I left behind my older sister and brother as well as my sister's sweater and Karla. Sigh. Anyhow, neither of those sweaters are still in our possession (which is almost a crime), I still write to Karla at Christmas, and my sister is still in Canada -- we aren't overly close but we keep in touch. While there I also began a baby sweater...the opposite type of yarn -- almost thread. That project moved with me. The baby for which I began it has three children of his own now. I finally threw it out. I carried half a white baby cardigan with me for over 25 years though. :)
So...finishing, even staying interested, is my challenge. I REALLY want to have a hand craft though...something to work on at kids' doctor appointments, while waiting, while watching a movie, etc. Maybe this time it will stick. I also crave the calming effect, the soothing and healing in almost a meditative motion. Does anyone know what I mean? The product is great, but it's the journey of the creation that I'm also craving.
As I wrote previously, this latest urge began with the novel The Friday Night Knitting Club. I'm only on page 113 because I can only read for so long and then I want to KNIT. Next the trip to the library. Then yesterday a trip to the basement where I dug up a half knit scarf in the yummiest sagey/limey green swirly wool with touches of coral...it's amazing. The scarf was pathetic so I unwound it and started over. I flipped on PBS and watched the ending two hours of "Pride and Prejudice" -- the Masterpiece theatre version. Having watched "Becoming Jane" the night before, this was really a timely treat. Anyhow, the scarf is really gorgeous, and I'm half done, having finished one of the two balls of wool. Mindless but infinitely satisfying. My sister in law wears that limey green all the time...her birthday is March 8 -- I originally bought the wool with her in mind...did not have 2008 in mind at that point, but hey...it's back on my needles.
I also dug out a 3/4 done hat, knit in the round on one double pointed needle. And another 1/2 scarf knit with two strands...one strand of the wooly varigated and sumptuous cranberry of the hat, mixed with a brownish tinged cranberry wool. YUMMY. I'll likely unwind that scarf too as it has a *bump* -- not so good at counting stitches while watching TV I guess...
So, this morning I finished the hat. It's currently in the dryer for a shrink. Since I don't want my head to grow, I'm shrinking the hat. Stay tuned. Either way, it's done, and I'm proud to say that I can knit in the round. Gauge is the next thing to conquer. I knit way too loose, although my stitches are even and consistent. I just need to really MAKE that gauge square that every knitter is supposed to knit at the start of a project: a 4 inch by 4 inch test run of the pattern with the selected yarn and needles. Real knitters then adjust their needles according to the resulting measurement. I like to skip that part. I *used* to like to skip that part. I'm going to reform so that my next hat actually fits my head.
The result of all this is that the couch has a stack of knitting books, some from the library, and some from my collection. Let's see... six knitting books opened here. Plus my journal, my Bible, Stormie's praise book, and the Bible study work book. Plus the leftover hat wool, four double pointed needles on which I finished the hat, the original long double pointed needle on which most of the hat was knit, a pencil case of knitting accessories, my Blackberry, my laptop, two moleskine thin paper journals, one South Beach magazine, two pencils... cluttered as usual. A woman of varied interests. I'll leave it at that.
Time to hit the books. Bible study, praise and knitting. I think it all blends nicely on this grey Wisconsin day. Mondays off work are my very favorite days. Starting the week with a puttery day of laundry, spot cleaning, cooking and meal planning, reading, knitting, guitar and song ... it all adds up to a day of grace and blessing which really shapes my week.
Slowing down to the pace of knitting. That's what today is for. I need to check my gauge, stick with my planned pattern for the week...slow and steady... breathe in, breathe out.
Blessed Monday to you all!
Stayed up TOO late last night reading Zen and the Art of Knitting by Bernadette Murphy. Got it at the library but want to buy it as it is a sweet book on the calming effect of knitting. Of course there's more to it than that... Here's a quote... "When I knit I stop to look. I take the time to be still and know that God is God. I find in those moments the peace of mind necessary to see clearly the miracle of my own existence, the preciousness of those I love. I get a glimpse once again of the goodness found in daily life and the many, many ways my life is graced."
The thought of hand work is SO appealing to me. And yet there must be an inner struggle with my ADHD side. Start and stop, start and stop.
In junior high I ambitiously knit and finished two coat sweaters. What did we call them... eskimo knits, polar knits...I don't recall, but they had a definite name. They sold for hundreds of dollars even then...made with thick icelandic wool, in a beige with an accent color with which I knit in a pattern...aztec pattern... there WAS a name... Anyhow, my best friend Karla and I knit them... zipper front, no hood. I finished one for me, and then knit one for my sister which Karla blocked and assembled after we moved. At that point in life (15 years old) we moved from Vancouver, Canada to Madison, Wisconsin. (over 2000 miles) I left behind my older sister and brother as well as my sister's sweater and Karla. Sigh. Anyhow, neither of those sweaters are still in our possession (which is almost a crime), I still write to Karla at Christmas, and my sister is still in Canada -- we aren't overly close but we keep in touch. While there I also began a baby sweater...the opposite type of yarn -- almost thread. That project moved with me. The baby for which I began it has three children of his own now. I finally threw it out. I carried half a white baby cardigan with me for over 25 years though. :)
So...finishing, even staying interested, is my challenge. I REALLY want to have a hand craft though...something to work on at kids' doctor appointments, while waiting, while watching a movie, etc. Maybe this time it will stick. I also crave the calming effect, the soothing and healing in almost a meditative motion. Does anyone know what I mean? The product is great, but it's the journey of the creation that I'm also craving.
As I wrote previously, this latest urge began with the novel The Friday Night Knitting Club. I'm only on page 113 because I can only read for so long and then I want to KNIT. Next the trip to the library. Then yesterday a trip to the basement where I dug up a half knit scarf in the yummiest sagey/limey green swirly wool with touches of coral...it's amazing. The scarf was pathetic so I unwound it and started over. I flipped on PBS and watched the ending two hours of "Pride and Prejudice" -- the Masterpiece theatre version. Having watched "Becoming Jane" the night before, this was really a timely treat. Anyhow, the scarf is really gorgeous, and I'm half done, having finished one of the two balls of wool. Mindless but infinitely satisfying. My sister in law wears that limey green all the time...her birthday is March 8 -- I originally bought the wool with her in mind...did not have 2008 in mind at that point, but hey...it's back on my needles.
I also dug out a 3/4 done hat, knit in the round on one double pointed needle. And another 1/2 scarf knit with two strands...one strand of the wooly varigated and sumptuous cranberry of the hat, mixed with a brownish tinged cranberry wool. YUMMY. I'll likely unwind that scarf too as it has a *bump* -- not so good at counting stitches while watching TV I guess...
So, this morning I finished the hat. It's currently in the dryer for a shrink. Since I don't want my head to grow, I'm shrinking the hat. Stay tuned. Either way, it's done, and I'm proud to say that I can knit in the round. Gauge is the next thing to conquer. I knit way too loose, although my stitches are even and consistent. I just need to really MAKE that gauge square that every knitter is supposed to knit at the start of a project: a 4 inch by 4 inch test run of the pattern with the selected yarn and needles. Real knitters then adjust their needles according to the resulting measurement. I like to skip that part. I *used* to like to skip that part. I'm going to reform so that my next hat actually fits my head.
The result of all this is that the couch has a stack of knitting books, some from the library, and some from my collection. Let's see... six knitting books opened here. Plus my journal, my Bible, Stormie's praise book, and the Bible study work book. Plus the leftover hat wool, four double pointed needles on which I finished the hat, the original long double pointed needle on which most of the hat was knit, a pencil case of knitting accessories, my Blackberry, my laptop, two moleskine thin paper journals, one South Beach magazine, two pencils... cluttered as usual. A woman of varied interests. I'll leave it at that.
Time to hit the books. Bible study, praise and knitting. I think it all blends nicely on this grey Wisconsin day. Mondays off work are my very favorite days. Starting the week with a puttery day of laundry, spot cleaning, cooking and meal planning, reading, knitting, guitar and song ... it all adds up to a day of grace and blessing which really shapes my week.
Slowing down to the pace of knitting. That's what today is for. I need to check my gauge, stick with my planned pattern for the week...slow and steady... breathe in, breathe out.
Blessed Monday to you all!
2.23.2008
Saturday
Lazing the day away. The dark blog template has turned light, in anticipation of spring. :) And the font is larger in anticipation of me turning 45. I think the eyes are beginning that fortyish thing...I may need readers soon. I'm holding out though. Mind over matter. (I know...a lot of you are laughing...I can hear you.) Many of my closest friends are older than I am, and I believe there is a lot of chortling ahead.
Our girls are yakking away in the foyer. That IS notable. I did not believe that I would ever see or hear the day when our daughters became friends. There have been some ugly exchanges over the years, and mom has been in tears many times wondering what on earth I did wrong to have daughters that hated each other. And now...chatting. Amazing. Emily is home from college for the week end, and she and Anna just went running. They came home babbling about movie night. I *think* I'm included in "Becoming Jane," "Gigi," and "Sleepless in Seattle." Sounds like a full evening. I have set up the quilt table and machine in our bedroom (we have a double room -- one side is set up with a love seat and entertainment center -- the sewing table is set up so that I can see and sew...) so I'll putter away at something. I've actually been working away at a new wallhanging, and continuing to buttonhole outline an old project. I'm loving having it set up and handy, and the Gilmore Girls have kept me mildly amused. I'm through season 5 and considering a trip to Target for the 6th and final 7th season. They are the rewatching type of DVD, full of silly lines and trivia. Chick flicks all the way.
Went to a new public library south of here. Large and LOVELY facility, with a big fireplace and lots of chairs. The books are spread out enough that the non fictions are by category on separate shelves rather than squashed together. And there are zillions of DVDs and books on tape. I had rolls rising (so domestic, eh?) so my trip was too short, but I did sit and go through quilt books (inspiring) and checked out a few knitting ones to bring home.
I'm currently reading The Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs, so flipping through some knitting books sounds like an enjoyable few hours. I am simply highly impressionable-that's all there is to that. If I read about a fancy meal, I'll make one. A fancy scarf -- I'll knit one. Or at least half of one. :)
And so, Saturday is shaping up nicely. I've had some Sabbath rest. Still some really tough emotional issues to work through, but I take the time to do that too...another blog to describe that. I'm still enjoying the Stormie Omartian book, and hoping that this PRAISE emphasis is a new way of life. It's amazing how concentrated praise blows the storms out of my path. God really is amazing, and He's present, and He is indeed a wonderful counselor.
Well, back to my book. The rolls are on their second rise. Mini burgers tonight on homemade rolls. And mashed cauliflower. (I'm doing so well on low carb! YEAH!) (sigh...no rolls for me)
And then movie night with no popcorn. THAT will be by far the biggest no carb test of my day. Sigh. I miss popcorn. :(
All is well. Happy Saturday night to you all.
Our girls are yakking away in the foyer. That IS notable. I did not believe that I would ever see or hear the day when our daughters became friends. There have been some ugly exchanges over the years, and mom has been in tears many times wondering what on earth I did wrong to have daughters that hated each other. And now...chatting. Amazing. Emily is home from college for the week end, and she and Anna just went running. They came home babbling about movie night. I *think* I'm included in "Becoming Jane," "Gigi," and "Sleepless in Seattle." Sounds like a full evening. I have set up the quilt table and machine in our bedroom (we have a double room -- one side is set up with a love seat and entertainment center -- the sewing table is set up so that I can see and sew...) so I'll putter away at something. I've actually been working away at a new wallhanging, and continuing to buttonhole outline an old project. I'm loving having it set up and handy, and the Gilmore Girls have kept me mildly amused. I'm through season 5 and considering a trip to Target for the 6th and final 7th season. They are the rewatching type of DVD, full of silly lines and trivia. Chick flicks all the way.
Went to a new public library south of here. Large and LOVELY facility, with a big fireplace and lots of chairs. The books are spread out enough that the non fictions are by category on separate shelves rather than squashed together. And there are zillions of DVDs and books on tape. I had rolls rising (so domestic, eh?) so my trip was too short, but I did sit and go through quilt books (inspiring) and checked out a few knitting ones to bring home.
I'm currently reading The Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs, so flipping through some knitting books sounds like an enjoyable few hours. I am simply highly impressionable-that's all there is to that. If I read about a fancy meal, I'll make one. A fancy scarf -- I'll knit one. Or at least half of one. :)
And so, Saturday is shaping up nicely. I've had some Sabbath rest. Still some really tough emotional issues to work through, but I take the time to do that too...another blog to describe that. I'm still enjoying the Stormie Omartian book, and hoping that this PRAISE emphasis is a new way of life. It's amazing how concentrated praise blows the storms out of my path. God really is amazing, and He's present, and He is indeed a wonderful counselor.
Well, back to my book. The rolls are on their second rise. Mini burgers tonight on homemade rolls. And mashed cauliflower. (I'm doing so well on low carb! YEAH!) (sigh...no rolls for me)
And then movie night with no popcorn. THAT will be by far the biggest no carb test of my day. Sigh. I miss popcorn. :(
All is well. Happy Saturday night to you all.
2.20.2008
Fullness of Joy and Pleasures Forever.
Psalm 16:11 You will make known to me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy; In Your right hand there are pleasures forever.
I just blogged for our college kids...I did in fact begin a blog just for them a few weeks ago. Our daughter has commented on it, but our son has been quiet thus far. I put a devotional there most days, and also the occasional news from home, and then I email them to check the blog. Hopefully reading mom's blog will become habit. My thinking is that if I emailed the daily news, then they'd never check the blog. We'll see. All we can do as moms is try...put the Word before them. If they choose to ignore it, that's their choice.
I like the thought that if one of them is having a *down* day they can go to the blog and read some advice from mom. I like that. This is a bit of a commitment on my part, but it's a ministry and I can't spend my time in a better direction, can I?
Psalm 16:11 is just so clear isn't it? God is where it's at. His way is THE way. The whole world is looking for joy and pleasure, but the satisfying kind is only found in doing things HIS way, and in spending time in HIS presence. He made me. He wrote the owner's manual. He knows how to fix my broken parts, and He directs me to seek Him for that healing.
It is SO simple. Sigh.
Not much new to report from Wisconsin. The sun is shining brightly today, and the current temperature is 5 above. Brrrrrr. But the sunshine is so uplifting and energizing, even in the cold.
In my devotional reading this morning I am reading of *confession.* The author made the comparison to sunlight. As a believer, my sins are always forgiven, yet unconfessed sin is a barrier to my fellowship with Christ. Just like the sun is always shining, but the cloud cover can keep me from enjoying it, unconfessed sin clouds my enjoyment of God. That's a simple and clear comparison on this bright and shiny morning.
Well, I'm off to work. And then to the Milwaukee Bucks game tonight with potential clients. That's my job...the schmoozing...dinners, sporting events, lunches, golfing. Yesterday I was invited to a corporate ski outing. (that's humorous) I have been blessed with the most incredible job. Yesterday was an 11 hour day as two of us drove half way to Minneapolis to meet with potential hospital clients for lunch and an afternoon of meetings. Today is the Bucks game, likely another 11 hour day, and tomorrow another road trip with another one of our principals. Most weeks aren't like this, but this one is full! Thankfully I can flex my time and spend an hour on the couch with the Word, the Bible study guide, my laptop and my journal this morning. Perched in the sun, seeking the Son. I am blessed.
Seeya.
I just blogged for our college kids...I did in fact begin a blog just for them a few weeks ago. Our daughter has commented on it, but our son has been quiet thus far. I put a devotional there most days, and also the occasional news from home, and then I email them to check the blog. Hopefully reading mom's blog will become habit. My thinking is that if I emailed the daily news, then they'd never check the blog. We'll see. All we can do as moms is try...put the Word before them. If they choose to ignore it, that's their choice.
I like the thought that if one of them is having a *down* day they can go to the blog and read some advice from mom. I like that. This is a bit of a commitment on my part, but it's a ministry and I can't spend my time in a better direction, can I?
Psalm 16:11 is just so clear isn't it? God is where it's at. His way is THE way. The whole world is looking for joy and pleasure, but the satisfying kind is only found in doing things HIS way, and in spending time in HIS presence. He made me. He wrote the owner's manual. He knows how to fix my broken parts, and He directs me to seek Him for that healing.
It is SO simple. Sigh.
Not much new to report from Wisconsin. The sun is shining brightly today, and the current temperature is 5 above. Brrrrrr. But the sunshine is so uplifting and energizing, even in the cold.
In my devotional reading this morning I am reading of *confession.* The author made the comparison to sunlight. As a believer, my sins are always forgiven, yet unconfessed sin is a barrier to my fellowship with Christ. Just like the sun is always shining, but the cloud cover can keep me from enjoying it, unconfessed sin clouds my enjoyment of God. That's a simple and clear comparison on this bright and shiny morning.
Well, I'm off to work. And then to the Milwaukee Bucks game tonight with potential clients. That's my job...the schmoozing...dinners, sporting events, lunches, golfing. Yesterday I was invited to a corporate ski outing. (that's humorous) I have been blessed with the most incredible job. Yesterday was an 11 hour day as two of us drove half way to Minneapolis to meet with potential hospital clients for lunch and an afternoon of meetings. Today is the Bucks game, likely another 11 hour day, and tomorrow another road trip with another one of our principals. Most weeks aren't like this, but this one is full! Thankfully I can flex my time and spend an hour on the couch with the Word, the Bible study guide, my laptop and my journal this morning. Perched in the sun, seeking the Son. I am blessed.
Seeya.
2.16.2008
zoe
John 11:21-27
Martha then said to Jesus, "Lord, if You had been here, my brother would not have died. "Even now I know that whatever You ask of God, God will give You." Jesus *said to her, "Your brother will rise again." Martha *said to Him, "I know that he will rise again in the resurrection on the last day." Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in Me will live even if he dies, and everyone who lives and believes in Me will never die. Do you believe this?"
This was today's blow drying verse.
Hmmm? That needs explanation?
Well, since blow drying my hair is something I do every day, I put a box of Scripture verses by the blowdryer and I try to read one while drying. Consistency takes ingenuity. I am a dumb sheep.
Anyhow, at Bible study this morning (7 of us meet at 7:30 am on Saturdays...yes, really...) we were introduced to the word "zoe" which is one of the Greek words for life. "One word, bios, describes mere existence -- to be alive. The other word, zoe, means the essence of life or the fullness of life. In Philippians 1:21 Paul relates, "for to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain." And that "live" is implying the zoe life. The fullness of life. (How to develop a Quiet time, p 42)
So later, while blow drying, I read the John 11 passage copied above. I looked it up, and Christ says he is the resurrection and the life...zoe. I looked up zoe in the "lexical aids to the New Testament," and the definition is: "life, referring to the principle of life in the spirit and soul. Distinguished from bios, physical life, livelihood, of which zoe is the nobler word expressing all of the highest and best which Christ is and which He gives to the saints. The highest blessedness of the creature." The definition uses John 14:6 and 1 John 1:2 as examples.
SO... I want ZOE! John 10:10 has been an often prayer of mine: Lord...I want the life -- the abundant life of John 10:10. (I often *remind* God of His promises in prayer...not that HE needs the reminder...just the dumb sheep needs it!) And now that verse has richer meaning: ZOE life. The highest and best which Christ is and gives to the saints. The highest blessedness of the creature. That's what He came to give us!
There is a zoe shaped longing in each of us. We long for Eden, for that idyllic relationship with Christ. We just don't recognize it as such. So many times we try to satisfy that longing...looking for love in all the wrong places. We simply need to seek ZOE.
I am going to add ZOE to my prayer list -- for myself and others. It is literally ALL we need. We may have to die to a lot of things to live the Christian life, but if we end up with the "highest blessedness of the creature," will we ultimately miss any of the things we are called to deny ourselves? Maybe that's what it means in John 11: he who believes in Me shall live even if he dies.
Martha then said to Jesus, "Lord, if You had been here, my brother would not have died. "Even now I know that whatever You ask of God, God will give You." Jesus *said to her, "Your brother will rise again." Martha *said to Him, "I know that he will rise again in the resurrection on the last day." Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in Me will live even if he dies, and everyone who lives and believes in Me will never die. Do you believe this?"
This was today's blow drying verse.
Hmmm? That needs explanation?
Well, since blow drying my hair is something I do every day, I put a box of Scripture verses by the blowdryer and I try to read one while drying. Consistency takes ingenuity. I am a dumb sheep.
Anyhow, at Bible study this morning (7 of us meet at 7:30 am on Saturdays...yes, really...) we were introduced to the word "zoe" which is one of the Greek words for life. "One word, bios, describes mere existence -- to be alive. The other word, zoe, means the essence of life or the fullness of life. In Philippians 1:21 Paul relates, "for to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain." And that "live" is implying the zoe life. The fullness of life. (How to develop a Quiet time, p 42)
So later, while blow drying, I read the John 11 passage copied above. I looked it up, and Christ says he is the resurrection and the life...zoe. I looked up zoe in the "lexical aids to the New Testament," and the definition is: "life, referring to the principle of life in the spirit and soul. Distinguished from bios, physical life, livelihood, of which zoe is the nobler word expressing all of the highest and best which Christ is and which He gives to the saints. The highest blessedness of the creature." The definition uses John 14:6 and 1 John 1:2 as examples.
SO... I want ZOE! John 10:10 has been an often prayer of mine: Lord...I want the life -- the abundant life of John 10:10. (I often *remind* God of His promises in prayer...not that HE needs the reminder...just the dumb sheep needs it!) And now that verse has richer meaning: ZOE life. The highest and best which Christ is and gives to the saints. The highest blessedness of the creature. That's what He came to give us!
There is a zoe shaped longing in each of us. We long for Eden, for that idyllic relationship with Christ. We just don't recognize it as such. So many times we try to satisfy that longing...looking for love in all the wrong places. We simply need to seek ZOE.
I am going to add ZOE to my prayer list -- for myself and others. It is literally ALL we need. We may have to die to a lot of things to live the Christian life, but if we end up with the "highest blessedness of the creature," will we ultimately miss any of the things we are called to deny ourselves? Maybe that's what it means in John 11: he who believes in Me shall live even if he dies.
2.15.2008
Who is God? (1)
(Inspired by a listing in the book The Prayer That Changes Everything by Stormie Omartian.)
As you praise God (the prayer that changes everything) use these lists to praise WHO God is. Remember, He lives in the praises of His people. (See the first verse below…Psalm 22:3)
God is Holy
Psalm 22:3 Yet You are holy, O You who are enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
God is my encourager
Romans 15:5 Now may the God who gives perseverance and encouragement grant you to be of the same mind with one another according to Christ Jesus,
God is righteous and compassionate
Psalm 116:5 Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; Yes, our God is compassionate.
God is all that!
2 Samuel 22:2-4 The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer;
My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold and my refuge; My savior, You save me from violence. I call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised, And I am saved from my enemies.
God is my overcomer
John 16:33 "These things I have spoken to you, so that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world."
God is good
1 Chronicles 16:34 O give thanks to the LORD, for He is good; For His lovingkindness is everlasting.
God is great
Psalm 86:10 For You are great and do wondrous deeds; You alone are God.
God is love
1 John 4:16 We have come to know and have believed the love which God has for us. God is love, and the one who abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him.
As you praise God (the prayer that changes everything) use these lists to praise WHO God is. Remember, He lives in the praises of His people. (See the first verse below…Psalm 22:3)
God is Holy
Psalm 22:3 Yet You are holy, O You who are enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
God is my encourager
Romans 15:5 Now may the God who gives perseverance and encouragement grant you to be of the same mind with one another according to Christ Jesus,
God is righteous and compassionate
Psalm 116:5 Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; Yes, our God is compassionate.
God is all that!
2 Samuel 22:2-4 The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer;
My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold and my refuge; My savior, You save me from violence. I call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised, And I am saved from my enemies.
God is my overcomer
John 16:33 "These things I have spoken to you, so that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world."
God is good
1 Chronicles 16:34 O give thanks to the LORD, for He is good; For His lovingkindness is everlasting.
God is great
Psalm 86:10 For You are great and do wondrous deeds; You alone are God.
God is love
1 John 4:16 We have come to know and have believed the love which God has for us. God is love, and the one who abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him.
XM radio
One of the perks of my job is a company car equipped with many fun features including XM radio. Truthfully I didn't listen to XM that often except at Christmas when I loved flipping between the 5 stations that feature ad free holiday genre. But this week when the local Christian station went off the air their website listed other Christian stations. Consequently I found XM 170 Family Talk Radio. WOW! I have been so blessed with the snippets I've heard daily this week. My commute is at least 25 minutes (plus traffic delay) and I'm often in the car going to meet with clients. I've heard some great preaching!
So, if any of you have XM, you might want to try the station. I found most of the preadhing shows on the internet too, at oneplace.com. I even subscribed to a few podcasts this morning.
What a world!
So, if any of you have XM, you might want to try the station. I found most of the preadhing shows on the internet too, at oneplace.com. I even subscribed to a few podcasts this morning.
What a world!
2.14.2008
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2.10.2008
in the storm
Luke 8:23 & 24But as they were sailing along He fell asleep; and a fierce gale of wind descended upon the lake, and they began to be swamped and to be in danger.And they came to Him and woke Him up, saying, "Master, Master, we are perishing!" And being aroused, He rebuked the wind and the surging waves, and they stopped, and it became calm.
I had never thought about how smart those disciples were in this circumstance. When they were in the trial of their lives, they called out to Jesus.
Good move!
I had never thought about how smart those disciples were in this circumstance. When they were in the trial of their lives, they called out to Jesus.
Good move!
7 random things...
Helen at a Work of Heart tagged me to list seven random facts about myself. Hmmmm.
1. Popcorn is my favorite food. (although I'm currently attempting Phase one of South Beach, so I'm on the wagon...)
2. Office supply stores and book stores are at the top of the my shopping pleasures. Pens and papers and journals and organizational gizmos and post it notes and patterned file folders and ...
3. I once sang a solo in the Notre Dame in Paris as well as in the Vatican on Easter Sunday. (just a little solo...I was there with a choir)
4. Zinnia are my favorite flowers. And lilacs.
5. I have this new fondness for Nescafe decaf instant coffee granules. That's wierd for a Starbucks girl...
6. I've taken a long nap in the back of a hearse -- on an air mattress on the marble slab -- while traveling back from out of state where I had attended the burial. Yes, really. (You're right...that WOULD make an interesting posting...)
7. I was going major in commercial art after high school. My dad talked me out of it, and now I am a CPA. Hmmmm.
I will tag Diane, Vickie, and Rachel Anne
The Rules:
-Once you are tagged, link back to the person who tagged you.
-Post the rules on your blog.
-Post 7 random facts about yourself on your blog.
-Tag 7 people and link to them.
-Comment on their blog to let them know they have been tagged.
1. Popcorn is my favorite food. (although I'm currently attempting Phase one of South Beach, so I'm on the wagon...)
2. Office supply stores and book stores are at the top of the my shopping pleasures. Pens and papers and journals and organizational gizmos and post it notes and patterned file folders and ...
3. I once sang a solo in the Notre Dame in Paris as well as in the Vatican on Easter Sunday. (just a little solo...I was there with a choir)
4. Zinnia are my favorite flowers. And lilacs.
5. I have this new fondness for Nescafe decaf instant coffee granules. That's wierd for a Starbucks girl...
6. I've taken a long nap in the back of a hearse -- on an air mattress on the marble slab -- while traveling back from out of state where I had attended the burial. Yes, really. (You're right...that WOULD make an interesting posting...)
7. I was going major in commercial art after high school. My dad talked me out of it, and now I am a CPA. Hmmmm.
I will tag Diane, Vickie, and Rachel Anne
The Rules:
-Once you are tagged, link back to the person who tagged you.
-Post the rules on your blog.
-Post 7 random facts about yourself on your blog.
-Tag 7 people and link to them.
-Comment on their blog to let them know they have been tagged.
Storms
Recently the midwinter blahs have collided with one of the worst viruses of my life, and that lovely combo has intersected with an emotionally charged time. The result has been ugly. Although I'm generally described as a positive person, the last few weeks I have been positively negative. Under attack. My little boat is sinking, and more rough water lies ahead. Oh...did I mention that I have a 12 and 15 year old? Throw the unconditional love and support of hormonal teens into the mix...and...let's just say it's truly been a rough spell.
Thankfully I eventually remember to cry out to God when I am down and blue. This down and blue period pushed a little deeper...I couldn't see the way out or an end to the issues. (Poor health decreases my ability to cope) But of course God was still there, and although I'm still in the boat, and the sea is still rough, He has given me an attitude adjustment: Praise.
Our new ladies Bible study begins tomorrow night -- the one on developing a quiet time. The second chapter is entitled "The Principle of Adoration," and contains seven days of learning to adore the Lord. (Week one was the "Principle of Pursuit.")
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord!" Psalm 150:6
Last week I felt well enough to begin puttering in our bedroom...it had definitely fallen into disarray, which just further discouraged me. The room is not quite "settled," and my books, especially, have not found their permanent spots. (I have a multiplying book problem, but that's fodder for another blog) In the chaos I came across the book, "The Prayer that Changes Everything" by Stormie O'Martian.
The book is about the power of praise. She relates that at times we go through hard seasons and we need ONLY to praise our Maker and think about Him and not ourselves. Just Him.
When God orchestrates things so that I get the same message from various directions I eventually stop and listen. Thus praise has become my lifeline. (That sounds so complete, but actually I've just begun to scratch the surface of the concept...)
Stormie's book is really blessing me. Let me share a little bit here:
The point was that God wanted me to take our relationship personally. I thought I had been doing that, but He wanted more. ... God wanted to have such free reign in my heart that I would allow Him to break it, pummel it, grind it into sand, and then make something new. That's because He wanted to do something new. ...When God has a hold of you, it's best to not resist.
She is so honest about her pain and the struggle she went through, even though she was strong in Christ even at the beginning of her dark days. The book contains 15 prayers for times "when praise is crucial," which are prayers of scripture woven together, as well as "15 Reasons to Praise God Now." I highly recommend the book...it's great to pray her prayers and look up the Scriptures for further meditation.
In addition to the study and the book, today at church our sermon was entitled "What to do in a storm." Isn't God incredible? It was my moment of Godlight for sure: Without a doubt God is caring for me and my pain from many directions. The storm is indeed here, but I'm not alone in the boat! (You can hear the sermon here along with other great sermons too from our pastor at New Day Church. )
Our worship team introduced a new song today. "Still" Here are the words:
VERSE 1:
Hide me now
Under Your wings
Cover me
Within Your mighty hand.
CHORUS:
When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storm
Father, You are King over the flood
I will be still and know You are God. I will be still and know You are God.
VERSE 2:
Find rest, my soul
In Christ alone
Know His power
In quietness and trust.
I'm starting to get the message. :) I'm a slow learner, but not totally hopeless.
Over a number of upcoming posts I will list some names and attributes of God, along with Scriptural references. It will be based on the list Stormie (what a name!) shares in her book.
And so, I go to bed encouraged. I've been reminded of the greatest love of all for this Valentine's week, and I'm going to not only pursue Him, I'm going to adore Him as well.
Thankfully I eventually remember to cry out to God when I am down and blue. This down and blue period pushed a little deeper...I couldn't see the way out or an end to the issues. (Poor health decreases my ability to cope) But of course God was still there, and although I'm still in the boat, and the sea is still rough, He has given me an attitude adjustment: Praise.
Our new ladies Bible study begins tomorrow night -- the one on developing a quiet time. The second chapter is entitled "The Principle of Adoration," and contains seven days of learning to adore the Lord. (Week one was the "Principle of Pursuit.")
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord!" Psalm 150:6
Last week I felt well enough to begin puttering in our bedroom...it had definitely fallen into disarray, which just further discouraged me. The room is not quite "settled," and my books, especially, have not found their permanent spots. (I have a multiplying book problem, but that's fodder for another blog) In the chaos I came across the book, "The Prayer that Changes Everything" by Stormie O'Martian.
The book is about the power of praise. She relates that at times we go through hard seasons and we need ONLY to praise our Maker and think about Him and not ourselves. Just Him.
When God orchestrates things so that I get the same message from various directions I eventually stop and listen. Thus praise has become my lifeline. (That sounds so complete, but actually I've just begun to scratch the surface of the concept...)
Stormie's book is really blessing me. Let me share a little bit here:
The point was that God wanted me to take our relationship personally. I thought I had been doing that, but He wanted more. ... God wanted to have such free reign in my heart that I would allow Him to break it, pummel it, grind it into sand, and then make something new. That's because He wanted to do something new. ...When God has a hold of you, it's best to not resist.
She is so honest about her pain and the struggle she went through, even though she was strong in Christ even at the beginning of her dark days. The book contains 15 prayers for times "when praise is crucial," which are prayers of scripture woven together, as well as "15 Reasons to Praise God Now." I highly recommend the book...it's great to pray her prayers and look up the Scriptures for further meditation.
In addition to the study and the book, today at church our sermon was entitled "What to do in a storm." Isn't God incredible? It was my moment of Godlight for sure: Without a doubt God is caring for me and my pain from many directions. The storm is indeed here, but I'm not alone in the boat! (You can hear the sermon here along with other great sermons too from our pastor at New Day Church. )
Our worship team introduced a new song today. "Still" Here are the words:
VERSE 1:
Hide me now
Under Your wings
Cover me
Within Your mighty hand.
CHORUS:
When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storm
Father, You are King over the flood
I will be still and know You are God. I will be still and know You are God.
VERSE 2:
Find rest, my soul
In Christ alone
Know His power
In quietness and trust.
I'm starting to get the message. :) I'm a slow learner, but not totally hopeless.
Over a number of upcoming posts I will list some names and attributes of God, along with Scriptural references. It will be based on the list Stormie (what a name!) shares in her book.
And so, I go to bed encouraged. I've been reminded of the greatest love of all for this Valentine's week, and I'm going to not only pursue Him, I'm going to adore Him as well.
2.06.2008
Scroll Down!
I'm new at this blog stuff...forgive me.
The only way I can get my slideshow to actually fit in the space allowed (without major unplanned cropping) is to have it way way down at the bottom. So, please go look! The winter scenes inspired me to review the summertime ones...of our glorious garden outside the living room window. There's also a shot of our oldest, Joe, with his 20th birthday cake, another with he and his gal on our screen porch, our girls last August, and our youngest, Jake, on his first day of school. Look CLOSELY at the bird feeder in that last one...caught a chipmunk in the act! Enjoy the kick back to summer...
The only way I can get my slideshow to actually fit in the space allowed (without major unplanned cropping) is to have it way way down at the bottom. So, please go look! The winter scenes inspired me to review the summertime ones...of our glorious garden outside the living room window. There's also a shot of our oldest, Joe, with his 20th birthday cake, another with he and his gal on our screen porch, our girls last August, and our youngest, Jake, on his first day of school. Look CLOSELY at the bird feeder in that last one...caught a chipmunk in the act! Enjoy the kick back to summer...
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New Every Morning
Spending time with the Lord is truly one of the joys of my life. At first I had to discipline myself to spend time daily in His Word, but now I crave it. I'm not trying to sound godly...it's just a fact.
The leather couch and loveseat (with two oversized ottomans) create a corner looking out the windows, with a view of our lovely yard and the woods. No civilization in sight -- a blessing I hope I never get over. Even with a low table in the corner between the couches, I just can't have enough supplies on hand in this, my spot. Right now I am surrounded by six books; my laptop; a medium sized basket holding pens, greeting cards, index cards, stickers, a scissors, and tape; a roll of toilet paper (still sick); a cup of decaf; a cold drink that I started before the decaf called me; a basket for garbage; my Bible; and a pad of note paper. (There's also a box from the new Print Shop Deluxe Software I just installed...but that's just cuz I didn't figure out where to store the box and disks...) It's ridiculous. I do have a large Longaberger picnic basket next to the end table...I stack the piles into there when I'm done. There just seems to be so much *stuff* needed. I journal, read the Word, read a few paragraphs in the current Christian read (The Life You've Always Wanted byJohn Ortberg), read and fill in a day of my current Bible study guide, write a note or two to people on my mind, write out Scripture on index cards (fun colorful ones) , start a blog... I use it all. And it's my favorite part of the day. And my home. And the world! With the snow day today I've been lazing here...mostly playing with Print Shop. (cards are created and printed for all the birthdays through April!) The snow is blowing and drifting and piling up right outside the window, and it's pretty much a perfect winter afternoon.
Anyhow, here are today's verses of choice:
Lamentations 3:21-26
This I recall to my mind, Therefore I have hope.
The LORD'S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; Great is Thy faithfulness.
"The LORD is my portion," says my soul, "Therefore I have hope in Him."
The LORD is good to those who wait for Him, To the person who seeks Him.
It is good that he waits silently For the salvation of the LORD.
What stunning verses. The study guide, How to develop a Quiet time -- a forty day journey by Eddie Rasnake emphasizes the "they are new every morning." His reflection is that if God reveals something *new* every morning, then I will permanently MISS today's revelation if I skip our time together. Now I must say, that as many times as I have read and pondered this verse, I had never thought of the implications of "new every morning." The author's words are: If the Lord' loving kindness and compassions are new every morning and I let other commitments and choices squeeze out time with God on a given day, then that is a part of God that I will never see this side of heaven -- a missed opportunity for growth, encouragement, hope, grasping more fully the greatness of God's love.
I don't want to miss any of God's revelations. Do you?
There are a few challenges in my life right now. I feel like a failure on two specific fronts in particular. As I journal and ask God *why* and *when,* I wonder what my life would be like if I was battling these areas on my own. I truly can't imagine. And yet I feel that I'm missing something...life can be too painful, and honestly, I don't see anything changing soon.
So although I logged on to write about "new every morning," the Lord just pointed out "The Lord is good to those who wait for Him, To the person who seeks Him. It is good that he waits silently for the salvation of the LORD." Waiting. Seeking. Silently. Whew. I'm not so good at silent. I like to share the pain. I'm going to write that part in BIG letters in my prayer journal..wait silently for the salvation of the LORD.
Back to my reading, writing, andarithmetic pondering. In silence. Thank you for this fresh perspective on familiar words.
The leather couch and loveseat (with two oversized ottomans) create a corner looking out the windows, with a view of our lovely yard and the woods. No civilization in sight -- a blessing I hope I never get over. Even with a low table in the corner between the couches, I just can't have enough supplies on hand in this, my spot. Right now I am surrounded by six books; my laptop; a medium sized basket holding pens, greeting cards, index cards, stickers, a scissors, and tape; a roll of toilet paper (still sick); a cup of decaf; a cold drink that I started before the decaf called me; a basket for garbage; my Bible; and a pad of note paper. (There's also a box from the new Print Shop Deluxe Software I just installed...but that's just cuz I didn't figure out where to store the box and disks...) It's ridiculous. I do have a large Longaberger picnic basket next to the end table...I stack the piles into there when I'm done. There just seems to be so much *stuff* needed. I journal, read the Word, read a few paragraphs in the current Christian read (The Life You've Always Wanted byJohn Ortberg), read and fill in a day of my current Bible study guide, write a note or two to people on my mind, write out Scripture on index cards (fun colorful ones) , start a blog... I use it all. And it's my favorite part of the day. And my home. And the world! With the snow day today I've been lazing here...mostly playing with Print Shop. (cards are created and printed for all the birthdays through April!) The snow is blowing and drifting and piling up right outside the window, and it's pretty much a perfect winter afternoon.
Anyhow, here are today's verses of choice:
Lamentations 3:21-26
This I recall to my mind, Therefore I have hope.
The LORD'S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; Great is Thy faithfulness.
"The LORD is my portion," says my soul, "Therefore I have hope in Him."
The LORD is good to those who wait for Him, To the person who seeks Him.
It is good that he waits silently For the salvation of the LORD.
What stunning verses. The study guide, How to develop a Quiet time -- a forty day journey by Eddie Rasnake emphasizes the "they are new every morning." His reflection is that if God reveals something *new* every morning, then I will permanently MISS today's revelation if I skip our time together. Now I must say, that as many times as I have read and pondered this verse, I had never thought of the implications of "new every morning." The author's words are: If the Lord' loving kindness and compassions are new every morning and I let other commitments and choices squeeze out time with God on a given day, then that is a part of God that I will never see this side of heaven -- a missed opportunity for growth, encouragement, hope, grasping more fully the greatness of God's love.
I don't want to miss any of God's revelations. Do you?
There are a few challenges in my life right now. I feel like a failure on two specific fronts in particular. As I journal and ask God *why* and *when,* I wonder what my life would be like if I was battling these areas on my own. I truly can't imagine. And yet I feel that I'm missing something...life can be too painful, and honestly, I don't see anything changing soon.
So although I logged on to write about "new every morning," the Lord just pointed out "The Lord is good to those who wait for Him, To the person who seeks Him. It is good that he waits silently for the salvation of the LORD." Waiting. Seeking. Silently. Whew. I'm not so good at silent. I like to share the pain. I'm going to write that part in BIG letters in my prayer journal..wait silently for the salvation of the LORD.
Back to my reading, writing, and
2.05.2008
Breathing
Funny how you can take things for granted. Take breathing for example. I've always taken that totally for granted. Until today that is.
Since I was still not feeling right today, I went for a recheck at the doctor. Lack of energy and this constricted chest feeling -- like a belt around me. Well, I failed the breathing test. I had to blow in this thing, and I failed the test. I have never had a chest/lung problem...my illnesses are always the strep and sinus variety. The nurse had to give me inhaler lessons, and I have the inhaler twice a day for two weeks. I am having "bronchial spasms!" Who'd have known? I've gone to this doctor for 20 plus years -- he knows me -- and he warned me that my bronchial tubes might not fully recuperate for a couple months. Wowza. That took the little breath I had right out of me.
Tonight I feel like a caged cat. Is that from the inhaler? I'm now conscious of the lack of breath, and I just can't sit still.
Be still and know that I am God. (Psalm 46:10) Hmmmmm...You talking to me Lord?
Since I was still not feeling right today, I went for a recheck at the doctor. Lack of energy and this constricted chest feeling -- like a belt around me. Well, I failed the breathing test. I had to blow in this thing, and I failed the test. I have never had a chest/lung problem...my illnesses are always the strep and sinus variety. The nurse had to give me inhaler lessons, and I have the inhaler twice a day for two weeks. I am having "bronchial spasms!" Who'd have known? I've gone to this doctor for 20 plus years -- he knows me -- and he warned me that my bronchial tubes might not fully recuperate for a couple months. Wowza. That took the little breath I had right out of me.
Tonight I feel like a caged cat. Is that from the inhaler? I'm now conscious of the lack of breath, and I just can't sit still.
Be still and know that I am God. (Psalm 46:10) Hmmmmm...You talking to me Lord?
2.04.2008
Back to work...
Quick update...it's past my bedtime.
After an entire week on the couch, I went back in to work today. I was mostly told that I still looked quite ill. (yes...that did make me feel so much better...I just wasn't up to eye make up, and since I'm blond that means there's no lashes, and, well...I guess I looked like I felt!)
I just did something I've been wanting to do for a long time. I wrote to my college babies and told them how I was praying for them, and gave them a verse. No, that's not earth shattering, but it has not been consistent, and I want it to be consistent. In fact, I might start a blog just for my kids to read. Do you think they'd do it? Just a mini devotional. Sentences. Quick and to the point.
An old friend dropped in tonight. She and I met when I was four months pg with Joe and her Ryan was just 4 months old. They grew up together, and now they are in college together. She shared her mom's heart with me, and I with her. She also told me of a close friend of hers' loss -- her 18 year old son committed suicide this past week end. She and I cried as we talked about our college boys...and how thankful we are to have them.
You know...there's just too much to pray about.
So...it inspired my prayer,
and my email to my college babies.
I have to keep getting healthy...there's so much work to do...on my knees.
After an entire week on the couch, I went back in to work today. I was mostly told that I still looked quite ill. (yes...that did make me feel so much better...I just wasn't up to eye make up, and since I'm blond that means there's no lashes, and, well...I guess I looked like I felt!)
I just did something I've been wanting to do for a long time. I wrote to my college babies and told them how I was praying for them, and gave them a verse. No, that's not earth shattering, but it has not been consistent, and I want it to be consistent. In fact, I might start a blog just for my kids to read. Do you think they'd do it? Just a mini devotional. Sentences. Quick and to the point.
An old friend dropped in tonight. She and I met when I was four months pg with Joe and her Ryan was just 4 months old. They grew up together, and now they are in college together. She shared her mom's heart with me, and I with her. She also told me of a close friend of hers' loss -- her 18 year old son committed suicide this past week end. She and I cried as we talked about our college boys...and how thankful we are to have them.
You know...there's just too much to pray about.
So...it inspired my prayer,
and my email to my college babies.
I have to keep getting healthy...there's so much work to do...on my knees.
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