It’s About the Now

“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

Matthew 6:19-21

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I’ve lived a week of anticipation…waiting…hoping….believing and standing firm

Words of hope and favor begin each breath prayer and I ask forgiveness for this desire that consumes my every thought

But then it comes to me

The gentle reminder whispered in the dark

It’s not about what will be, or when it will be….

Or ‘can’t wait’ until some distant joy

Open your eyes, child and savor the joy in the waiting, the anticipating, the wonder in the awesome work of His hands and how it unfolds to glorify the moment here and now.

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Rejoice, for the Lord is at work…always
It’s about the now – how we’re living it and how we allow it to touch us
About embracing each smile, the arms that once only reached around our neck
But now stretch around our hope to embrace us right back
Savor each one before they’re gone
Off to live out their own tomorrows
Catching that smile and the flicker of life while it’s still fresh and new
It’s the moments embraced in our today that nourish the ones yet to come
The moment…this moment…supplies the soul and feeds the heart
We’re given today – tomorrow is but a promise
Let each ‘I love you’ resonate
Let the joy of today sustain you

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.
(John 10:10)

Happiness

I long to see you so that I may impart to you some spiritual gift to make you strong - that is, that you and I may be mutually encouraged by each other’s faith. (Romans 1:11-12) NIV

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What does your soul crave today? What or whom is holding your happiness – true happiness…right now? Have you thought about it lately?

Happiness.

Seems a big word sometimes. Sometimes easily grasped. Sometimes just out of reach.

But happy doesn’t go anywhere - it’s always there. Waiting to be seen…to be discovered and held deep inside.

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Do you always recognize happiness?
Does it appear from the hands of man?
Does it need to sparkle and shine and come in a small box
Tied with a promise of forever?
Or is it captured unexpectedly gifted by the Giver of all things pure and holy
Wrapped plain and simple
Tied instead with ribbons of faith
A promise of the deepest joy

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Sometimes, we overlook the happy meant for us
When our eyes are looking, searching for something bigger
Something more
Seems we all want something to look forward to but when happy finds a heart in which to live and thrive, we don’t have to look far.

May you see the many blessings around you waiting to be discovered, and may they bring you happiness today.

But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.

(2 Corinthians 12:9)

All About the Journey

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Safely landing in my thoughts
I brush it away…pay it no mind
I go about my day, but the word returns
Taps me on the shoulder and whispers once more
It wants to be heard
Demands a voice
“Journey” it sighs
It’s all about the journey
About choices we make along the way
About daring to live in the midst of them
Do you consider your journey? Where you’ve been
Where you’re going?
How you’re going to get there?
Does it wake you up at night…and make you wonder
If your journey is of God’s design
Or are you simply walking alongside it?
Two paths or one?
The narrow one paved with challenge and teaching
Or the one that appears shiny and new…enticing, drawing you in
With false hope

You make known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
(Psalm 16:11) NIV

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Speaking of “Journey”…
I was recently asked to review the work of a friend of mine. Melinda Todd has written an ebook now available at http://melindatodd.com/?page_id=669 titled ”How I Forgave My Molester.”

Melinda reveals the turning point in her youth that has had lasting effect on the rest of her life. In this 27-page ebook, not only does she delve intimately into this sensitive subject, but she offers biblical truth that would apply to anyone victimized by unexplainable hurt. With a heart to reach women for God, Melinda has also included memory verses to encourage the reader along their own path toward healing.

Find out how the Lord has worked in this young woman’s life to bring about a God-sized forgiveness, and how she found the strength to address and overcome scarring events of her past. You’ll be inspired and encouraged by this example of faith and God’s love.

God Bless you in your journey.

Nothing Less Than Perfect

Hello there. I’m so glad you found a moment to stop by.

I’ve been working in the garden most of the weekend, but I’ve been thinking of you…seriously, I have.

You see, there was a phrase

I caught it on the wind and planted it in the rich soil of my mind

The sweet words clung to the ragged edges

And I’ve held them there for days now…the words

They floated in through the garden gate

And I smiled wiping my brow with gloved hands

With knees in the dirt

My soul breathes happy to be alive

Perfect sunlight caressing my back

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hands tending young foliage

These words, meant for the low moments

When discouragement disguises as a friend

When you can’t shake the dark clouds

When you can't climb out of your valley

When the only voice you hear

Is your own

And you feel invisible

Small and forgotten

Please remember...

God is incapable of creating anything less than perfect

The One who knew you first

The One who knows you now

Who caused the rivers to flow

Who flung the stars into being

Whose love for you has always been

And always will be

Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.

(Luke 12:7) NIV

He created you with just as much thought

Perfecting every detail

Precious and perfect you

You who frowns in the mirror

Those tiny lines and fading hair

You who may not get her Christmas thank-you cards out before Valentine’s Day

You who strives to do and be and say

All the right stuff

You are nothing less than perfect in the eyes of your creator

I believe that’s what He wants you to know today

You who has been perfectly created for His purpose

God bless you today and every day.

"I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth." (Psalm 139:14-15

A Personal Ministry

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Hello, sweet sister in Christ. I wanted to take just a moment to thank each one of you for always managing to add a visit to my blog somewhere in your full day. It means more to me than you know.

Many times, your comments bring tears. They somehow reach through the miles, the noise and the distractions to offer that precious moment of God’s touch on my heart. It’s He, the Lord, working through you who brings me to that awe-filled moment when I realize He really does care. He really does see all that’s going on with us. He really does listen to our prayers and sees each tear that falls, because He uses us, each other, whether connected physically or through the blogging world, to offer His love and support.

I'm sure, if I look hard enough, I'd find a passage in the Bible somewhere about bloggers; the pure-hearted Christian women who may not have this whole adult-wife-mom thing all figured out, but who live out Proverbs 31 each in their own unique ways. There has to be scripture for people like you; you who have been called to reach others with your words.

I kind of feel I was officially “called” to write for the Lord several years ago. I remember the day it happened: I’d just dropped my daughter off at school and started heading home. As I did every other day before it, I prayed for the day ahead over the top of my travel cup all the way back. But this one particular day was different. Instead of the basic, “Thank you, Lord for this day. Bless my husband, my kids, be in all I do and say, yadda, yadda, yadda….” I began praying from a much deeper place. Something stirred and I actually dug beneath the turmoil I’d glossed over for so long. The Lord knew how I’d been struggling, wanting to do more. Wanting to be more. For Him and for myself.

Insert light-bulb moment here. That’s when I heard the words, “Write…for…me.” It was almost audible, and from that moment on, I took my (book) writing more seriously, but decided blogging would help get me used to stringing words together by posting on a regular basis.

Some people say it’s a ministry. I feel it is, too. But, when you think about it, we each have a ministry, whether blogging or not; especially when we believe in something that is God-breathed within us and we’re passionate enough about it to profess it with our words. I would love to hear about YOUR ministry to others; when you first decided to be a voice for the Lord and to share with others.

”I tell you the truth, anyone who has faith in me will do what I have been doing. He will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father.”

(John 14:12) NIV

Again, I want to thank you for the smiles and the tears, for the inspiration and the encouragement to follow my heart.

And….since I’m all about seeking out the quiet in our lives, finding and savoring that one little something that brings focus and soothes the mind for just a moment or so, that’s what I wish for you today and as you head into your weekend. I’m going to spend mine out in the garden taking advantage of our beautiful California weather. But whatever your climate, whatever your day brings, may you enjoy it to the fullest. I hope you’ll afford yourself a free moment to stop and sigh, to truly savor something beautiful and to do something special for yourself. And may your words and thoughts be God breathed.

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Releasing My Inner Super-Mom

I feel like a lemon that’s been squeezed of every last drop then tossed into the garbage disposal expected to somehow spread freshness and joy throughout my home! Hah! Like that’ll happen!

Ya know….sometimes…..don’t you just wish YOU could be on the receiving end of a little grace and kindness?

Instead, today I’m wrung out. Empty. A dry well. Thirsty for the spring that never runs dry. But sometimes it takes God reaching down low in the valley to pull me up by my discouraged soul because today I haven’t the strength to even meet Him half way.

Not one more demand. Not one more question or crisis.

Only answers, solutions…sweetness. Is there such a place?

Actually….in all honesty…..I wrote the above rant a couple days ago when it seemed the floor beneath me was slowly slipping away.

I’ve recovered a bit since then. Taken a few deep breaths. Let the old heart rate return to normal as I slowly release my inner Super-Mom.

I’m slowly releasing it to God. I could never meet the demand, so I’m handing over the responsibility to the only One who can.

Why do we women bog ourselves down with more “Sure, I can do that” promises, even to ourselves, than one gal could ever fulfill, then struggle with guilt and remorse when we can’t quite meet the task? Do we somehow possess the power to add a few more hours to the clock?

It’s crazy.

We don’t want to seem anything less than stellar by declining an opportunity to jump the farthest, run the fastest, climb the highest.

Only God can do it all!

So today, I’m standing on the mountain top shouting over the rim of my coffee cup….no, I’m quietly encouraging you to release your inner Super-Mom to the One standing before you ready to receive it all.

Praying for a blessed, stress-free day for you (and me) today, in Jesus’ name. Amen J

I called to the LORD, who is worthy of praise,
and I have been saved from my enemies.
The cords of death entangled me;
the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.
The cords of the grave coiled around me;
the snares of death confronted me.

In my distress I called to the LORD;
I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice;
my cry came before him, into his ears.

(Psalm 18:3-6) NIV

Random Thoughts from the Garden (1/18/11)

My garden gate squeaks a familiar welcome and I step inside my sacred place; the room where I create, dream, remember, give back and receive. How it blesses me. How the soil holds sunny days spent with little ones and bare feet. Days of pint-sized watering cans and perfect bouquets held in baby girl hands. Days of collecting seeds and lady bugs with Mommy’s little helpers. And the fence wrapped round it all. How it embraces and defines.

But faith knows no fences. It's meant to be shared with all who pass by.

Hope knows no boundaries. It goes ahead of us and paves our way.

Because love knows no limits.

“There is one Lord, one faith, one baptism, and one God and Father,

who is over all and in all and living through all.”

(Ephesians 4:5-6) NLT