This is the first post of my bi-weekly videoblog. Enjoy!
What a sad day in Paris. The world is wondering — Why?
And as a parent an even more horrifying question is Was my child in that concert hall?
Sitting in my tiny office, I’m trying to come up with a catchy blog that someone will enjoy reading, but all I can think of is the mayhem in Paris.
I’m beyond asking why things like this happen. Instead my mind goes straight to the broken hearts of all the parents who are now grieving for their beloved sons, daughters, and the children they left behind.
I can imagine the horror finding out that my child was killed at the concert. And I can imagine an even greater horror — having to go and identify the body.
This event could have happened now in New York or the Philippines. I have a son in each of these places. Either one of my boys could be in a concert hall that is targeted. If such a terrible thing happened, I would be on the floor curled up and numb to the bone.
This is the reason why I on lean on my faith. For me, what else is there?
We either have faith in ourselves or faith in a higher power that can do the impossible, provide us with peace and comfort and help us find solace when our world becomes upside down. I find that if I only have faith in myself, I’m doing it all on my own and fear appears. Fear gets my nerves in a frenzy because of my need to control the outcome. It is not a good space to be in.
My faith is in God. When I trust and believe in Him, fear lessens. For I know God has the power to protect and shelter my boys from harm and work miracles in their lives. That is where I place my faith.
My point is this — we have no control over the future. We can’t be with our grown children every hour of their lives.
We can only pray for our children on their behalf and have faith that God goes before them in all that they do. Every time I’m done praying for my boys, I hear God saying to me, “I’ve got their backs. Don’t worry.” And I remind myself I can’t worry and pray at the same time.
I know that you will transform whatever evil is going on in Paris into good for your own purpose. At times I don’t understand at all what is happening in this world. Draw Paris close to you.
Deliver them from this heartbreaking event. And give them strength to rise above their pain and help them and the world come together for peace.
Thank you. Amen.
I finally understood this verse. It took awhile.
Reading my notes from bible class I come across
John 6 v 35: I am the bread of life, whoever comes to
me will never go hungry.
As I meditate on these words,
suddenly the light in my brain switches on.
When I eat bread I get full, satisfied, and happy and
more fat gets stored under my chin. When we go to
Jesus and consume his word, I get full of his thoughts
and his ways, but I don’t get physically fat.
When we read the bible, our bodies are filled with
his spirit to direct us in the way he desires for us to go.
But the more I think about this verse, the more I realize
that I really wish Jesus had said,
“I am the bread and butter of life, whoever comes to
me will never go hungry.”
Butter is bread’s BF.
I eat more bread when there’s Blue Bonnet on it.
OR, what if Jesus had said: “I am the pie à la mode of life”
I’d devour the bible each night if it gave
me that same sugar high as a slice of homemade pie.
Actually, when I read the bible, I do get a high, but to
get that high I have to MAKE TIME for it.
Eating? My day revolves around eating. It’s no trouble
at all to MAKE TIME for eating for me.
Place a pie with ice cream in my face, and I ‘ll greedily
eat the whole pie and lick the platter.
Here’s what I know. Food and God’s Word go together.
That is what Jesus was talking about. Treat knowing the
bible like guilt-free eating.
Read/eat the words of God until you are satisfied and full.
Your faith will expand but not your waistline.
And with his spirit, your confidence will grow as you cast
your net into the sea of possibilities for your dreams.
With God NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE.
God’s word is like a slice of good bread with lots of butter on it.
It is like a big piece of delicious pie in front of us.
Take a big bite. Pick up your fork and dig in. Savor.
Consume scripture and let it roll around in your tummy
and nourish every cell in your body.
Taste and feel the goodness of God’s word in your life.
Hello Blogger friends,
Now that my summer activities have finally calmed down,
I can sit in front of my white screen to create a masterpiece.
Last week I attended Julian and Kim’s wedding. Julian is my nephew.
The wedding made me believe, once again, that it comes down to love
and promises to keep our hearts beating and our souls alive.
It was a garden wedding with white chairs all in rows. I prayed to God
that it would be sunny and 70 degrees on their wedding day for selfish reasons.
My hair does better in sunny weather. As always, God had other plans.
It was a little cloudy and threatening to rain.
Guests were arriving and taking their designated seats appointed by
Shanelynn, my sister who happens to be the GO TO person at family events
As any wedding goes, there are hiccups along the way, like Julian’s mother was late.
She was caught in traffic or couldn’t find parking…we will never know.
What is important is that she got there!
The wedding was officiated by Julian’s cousin Chrystal. She has no theology degree
nor is she a pastor. She went on the Internet, registered herself to officiate at
weddings, and violá! She can now officiate. I had no idea it’s that simple.
I think it’s a pretty nice weekend gig.
Chrystal did a lovely job. The service was lighthearted , poignant, and quick.
What got to me was their wedding vows. We should all write our own wedding
vows like they did. When the vows are written by the bride and groom, the sweeter
and heartfelt the words become.
As it shows in the video (that I will share), they spoke of being together, making
each other laugh, and being each other’s best friend. They vowed to never go
to bed angry, to hold each other ‘s hands, and to give each other’s lives to keep.
Listening to their vows made me think of my own marriage.
It was refreshing to witness once again what young love is all about
and the promises made to each other.
For sure the love and devotion that Julian and Kim have for each other
will last as long as my marriage of 27 years has.
I hope so.
For I know one thing, a lasting marriage is the sum of all these parts;
being committed to each other, having the desire to make it work, being brave
enough to always keep your hearts open to the light in order to reflect the
promises of tomorrow
I hope you enjoy Julian and Kim’s beautiful wedding video.
Julian and Kim’s wedding was perfect in every way.
*Arise (from the depression and prostration in which
circumstances have kept you -rise to a new life)!
Shine (be radiant with the glory of the Lord) for
your light has come and the glory of the Lord has risen
Isaiah 60 v 1
I knew what I DIDN’T want. I didn’t want to be
under the covers, sleeping until noon, with life passing me by.
I didn’t want to blame others for my dreams and goals
not coming true. I didn’t want to be bitter, overweight, unhappy, lifeless, and
Deep inside myself, I wanted to get better. I decided to
What I do know: You gotta want it.
I desire to be all that I can be.
During my bouts of depression and anxiety, I still
had my faith. I knew that God was still in the healing business
and that he still cared for me.
I began to pray in my bed with the covers up to
my ears . . . I prayed around the kitchen
and in the bathroom.
Suddenly, I had this smile in my face.
Here I am asking God for direction
for my life and yet I am still in my nightgown.
How can God use me and all my gifts
if I ‘m not properly dressed?
It hit me. I realized when you are in bed and can’t
seem to get up, you just need to do one thing so God can help you. Put your clothes on!
But, not the T-shirt that has spaghetti stains on it.
Dress well. Put on clothes that make you feel good and say out loud
BRING IT ON.
Start with small goals. Email that one person who
may know of a job opening. If you take the first
step toward a goal, the God of the universe will
step forward to meet you.
He is a God of
miracles and he can open doors of opportunity
when in your mind you are thinking “that door does not
exist.” God will say to you
“Yes, it does and if it doesn’t I’ll build a door.”
Write down small goals and follow through.
Next week, challenge yourself and make your next goal bigger than the last one.
Do what I do: Pray over your goals. I do this all
the time. I ask God to help me achieve what is on my
list. If it’s his will, he will bring the items on the list to fruition.
If not , he has something else better in mind.
We all have lemons in on our kitchen counter. Today, go get a juicer,
plug it in, and turn it ON.
Cheers to you.
I surrender my brother to you. I don’t know
what to do anymore.
I do know that
you love and care for all the lost and depress souls.
May you turn their lives around, bless them
with renewed interest, and a fresh direction
like you did with me.
Today . . . the rhythm of the universe
can’t be ignored. The sky is a pretty blue and the sun is out and
everyone seems to be in a happy mood.
I notice people are friendlier during sunny days in the Pacific Northwest. Everyone I pass by
is wearing pretty summer dresses, summer T-shirts, shorts, and sandals.
I ruminate over the words in Psalms 118:24.
This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad.
I should be rejoicing, singing, and skippin’ to my Starbucks office, but nooo. Not me. Not today.
I feel depleted.
I have no confidence in my writing; my right side of the brain is not working.
What holds my interest more is wrapping my fingers around
a big fat juicy double cheeseburger with bacon.
What on earth is going on with my brain?
I am reminded of my BF saying something to me the other day about focusing on what is missing in her life, particularly in her marriage, and it made her sad.
Then she caught herself shifting her thoughts. She began to focus on what is working in her marriage. She felt better.
So, the big fat burger will just have to wait for now.
Let me try that exercise. Let me make a list of the
Top 6 things that are working in my life.
Perhaps I will feel better, too.
1. I will get to babysit my grandson, Napoleon, here in Seattle in two months. His parents are going off to a resort for some R&R. I CANNOT WAIT.
Get this . . . my neighbor has a car seat and a playpen for me to use! It’s all meant to be.
2. My nephew and his finance are tying the knot this fall. I’m so excited for them, plus I have a reason to go buy a new dress. Cuz, I never have anything to wear don’t cha know!
3. I GET TO speak at a retreat in two weeks.
Give me a microphone and an audience and I’m
in my ZONE.
4. Ol’ Wise One and I go for walks. Praise God, we have pain-free legs and hips to cover seven miles of beach and parks close to our condo.
5. I get to keep my own work hours so I’m able to
do one of my favorite things in life–go to the gym for an hour and sweat like a pig.
I love it.
6. This Friday I GET TO spend some time
all by myself to do anything I want.
I will not run errands, look over rental agreements,
cook or clean. Just thinking about this time on my hands makes me feel
energetic and giddy.
Now! I’m I’m in rhythm with the universe.
Now, it is time for my Big Fat Juicy Bacon Cheeseburger washed down with a diet Pepsi.
Share with me what you do to get your
brain and body in rhythm with the universe.
I have so much great stuff.
And things are working out in my life.
At times I can’t see. Forgive me for being blind.
Help us begin each day with
good thoughts about You and the beauty that surrounds us.
A prayer that I meditate on when I feel small, afraid, and don’t know
if I should turn left or right. Somehow the Lord’s prayer gives me the
comfort and stillness I desire. I changed the words to fit how I am feeling.
I don’t think God would mind. I know that God desires for all his children
to go to Him and ask ( Matthew 7v7).
Who is in heaven
Holy is your name
May your kingdom come
May your will be done in my life today
On earth as it is in heaven
My daily share
Forgive me for my wrongdoing
Teach me do the right thing
Open my heart to forgive those who
trespass against me
Turn me away from temptation
Deliver me from evil
I give you all the glory and power.
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