Investigating Truths…Just a Bag#1

Calling all adventurers!

What follows might not be thought to investigate anything about truths.  I wish to expand things by Investigating Fiction Filled with Truths, so in a way it really is in the right section.  Every time I write anything for another soul, I can see reflections of truths in myself.  With each comment offered to me, I am hopeful that we share truths among us.  It might not seem apparent yet, but trust me when I say, we definitely WILL be investigating truths, even if the story is not real…

Just a Bag

I wish to take you on an imaginary adventure.  This is a special adventure that requires your mind, as well as mine, to get to the treasure at the end.  The first thing one must do is find a comfortable space and gather up our favorite relaxing snacks.  I’m sipping on a cup of hot coffee, sweetened with rich French Vanilla cream.  Ready?  Ok! 

Close your virtual eyes to the distractions that cloud our thoughts…

Imagine if you will a well-worn path before you.  On your arm, you carry a bag.  I want you take a moment to create within your mind a bag of your choosing, but let me give you some information you will need in designing your bag.  This adventure requires that you must carry only one item, the bag.  You can imagine it to be of decent size, as one can place anything desired within its depths.  But there are rules surrounding this bag.  Anytime we move from one place to another, we must only carry one item.  Since we cannot leave the bag behind, it should be pretty clear that it will be our only equipment.    

**A beautiful thing about this bag is its ability to always know our needs, therefore we need attempt to pack any necessities, nor dig around searching within its depths.  One must simply reach in and grasp!  I love this feature!**

Now, whatever you need out of the bag, it must be retrieved only after you put the bag down.  Once you no longer need the item, you must either dispose of it or you can place it back within this bag.  It gets a little tricky though, because even if you pulled the item out, it may disappear after you return it to the bag, never to be seen again. 

This bag will sustain you, from now until we reach the treasure.   Meaning everything from food, clothing, and sleeping materials can be retrieved from within your bag.  The truths about your bag is revealed each and every time you reach in for anything.  The bag shapes itself to fit the needs of the one bearing it!   It has a love for you, far from any other bag you have ever had!

 With this mental picture, create a bag in your mind that has been crafted by someone so very in love with you!  Would they not painstakingly design something of great beauty for you?  Take the time to memorize each loving stitch placed on your bag, and the pattern etched carefully upon its surface.  Imagine your loved one, if you will, as a masterful tailor; designing a bag just for you!

As we journey, there will be some adjustments in the beginning, as we get used to stopping every time one needs something out of their bag.  Sometimes along our adventure, it may seem difficult to only carry one big bulky item, but you will also discover that your bag weighs nothing at all!  Please enjoy the peace of not worrying about what to wear or eat.  Also, appreciate no dishes, dirty laundry, or grocery shopping; not to mention skipping out on the two days needed for planning and packing said bag.   Don’t forget that we travel together, so there will be benefits to relying on each other, and sharing tasks.

There will be times one may become frustrated, not being able to juggle more than one item.  These may be times that draw us all to slow down, stop, and possibly sit down.  We will only be as fast as our slowest members.  Have faith that your bag carries wisdom, so we can trust in something other than our own strengths …

I will meet you here in a full 7 sunrises…

P.S.  If you might drop me a note to confirm your desire to assist me, it will strengthen my resolve to depart on the date chosen…

Ya got ta have FAITH…

Daily writing prompt
What are you most worried about for the future?

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If I believe that He says He will be coming for me…

well…

then He will be coming…

Faith and Fear cannot exist together…

So, I choose faith!

Here, have a cookie…

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Shout out for the 4th…

For Freedom, For our rights, For our pursuits of happiness…

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Thank You

I am so grateful for all of the freedoms we have been given…

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By the blood, sweat, and tears, of our entire Military Force and Veterans that HAVE, ARE, AND WILL SERVE

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The cost for our freedoms was, is, and will continue to be great… therefore, so should our full support of these men and woman both at home and abroad…

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THANK YOU

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THANK YOU

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THANK YOU

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GOD BLESS OUR GREAT NATION!

THE HEART OF THIS NATION WILL NOT BE DEFEATED

IF GOD IS ALWAYS OUR GENERAL!!!

Glue…

Daily writing prompt
What makes a teacher great?

You might be thinking that I am being funny, but not at all…

What one thing can be used to hold together all the education, determination, and drive to be a teacher? What is it that keeps the passion alive to serve tirelessly every day to instill wisdom, knowledge, and positive behavior in our young…

Underfunded, overworked, and bound with myriads of red tape from a government struggling to be in control of that which they have no business doing, in my opinion…

I figured it out, I think…

It’s LOVE…

I was just reading this yesterday and I figured I would share it with you, as it seems rather relevant to the daily prompt question…

“Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have with one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.”

Colossians 3: 12-14

Do You Remember…

I can still faintly recall the screams of the siren atop the ambulance transporting us to emergency care!  My youngest child, barely 8 months old, fought for her life as we careened down the freeway toward the hospital.  Through the whole process, I remember her eyes filled with so much fear as she fought for each breath.  God Bless You to ALL Emergency workers, and I mean Globally!  I want to make sure they all get that! 

It was a beautifully warm sunny Friday, and as I packed for the Woman’s Retreat I had been so anticipating.  Being a young mom of 3, this was like a fantasy weekend at the Hilton.  I was filled with a mix of excitement and guilt all rolled in to one.  My youngest baby was still in the process of being weaned from nursing straight to a tippy cup.  Why a tippy cup, you may ask?  This little monkey was so stubborn, that she absolutely boycotted any bottles.  I had been following the suggestions on the list I received from the pediatrician, regarding palatable food choices for her age group.  Things were going well with this, so I left her to nibble on some scrambled eggs, while I ran to the grocery to stock her father with goodies for the weekend. 

When I walked in the door, on my return from the store, I could hear her in her room crying and her father pacing worriedly in the doorway.  I swear I had only been gone like 20 or so minutes, but in that time, things went way sideways at home…

Anaphylactic Shock, people!  I had no idea!  For her, eggs were a big NO NO!  Long story short, I grabbed up my little Violet (willy Wonka) and her dad hit 911!  They literally showed up as we hit the front doorway, I am not joking!  It probably was due to the firehouse being a block away…

Arriving at the very hospital of her birth, my little monkey was whisked in and pumped full of enough Steroids and anti-inflammatories to power a city!  But it worked!  They stabilized her, gave us a bunch of drugs, cleared me to take her with me for the weekend, and off she and I went to a weekend retreat at Black Lake Bible Conference Center down in Olympia Washington.

I know that this memory started out rough this week, but I want to share the rest of the story to leave you with the good bits that will bring it all together for a good laugh, and/or maybe even some tears…

I was not looking forward to the weekend ahead, due to the energizer bunny I now struggled to hold into a car seat for the trip down.  I was blessed to be going with a car full of other moms who “got it”!  They had all taken their share of sleepless nights and mom “scares”.  I felt like I was being transported into a place of safety, peace, and sisterhood.

For the next 2 and ½ days I was surrounded by, not only the woman I had arrived with, but the entire woman’s conference of wives, mothers, sisters, and aunties!  Round the clock, woman all took turns vying for playtime with my little nocturnal monkey.  In truth, I do not know how much sleep she got, if any, as I had been lovingly sequestered off into a quiet space to sleep all the way through the night.  All during the daytime, as we all spent time together studying, random woman would quietly walk up behind me, tapping me on my shoulder, and simply reach down to retrieve my little jumping bean.  They would take turns, tirelessly walking her around the back of the room and keeping her happy.  I will never forget that feeling of a safety net from mostly strangers, and my daughter who normally was terrified of others “Not Mother”, loved every moment of things…

You know, I just realized that I had never written this memory down, and had actually forgotten, until recently I saw a facebook post about their summer events.  Funny ole world, I’nt it? (You realize, I didn’t come up with that last sentence, right?)

Live Wire…

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“But his delight is in the law of the Lord,

and on his law he meditates day and night.

He is like a tree planted by

streams of water,

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which yields its fruit in season

and whose leaf does not wither.

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Whatever he does prospers.”

Psalm 1 : 2,3

What do Eye see…

Who actually looks into ones eyes fully these days…

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What can one tell about another by just taking the time to see…

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Rich, Poor, Old, Young, Nationality, Character… how hard is it to actually look…

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I encountered three young people on my walk yesterday… they shouted profanities in my face, after I told them to get the wheelchair they were riding out of three lanes of traffic. The reality is this, bad behavior starts at home, in my opinion…

If you knew me, you would know that I am not the picture of what their naughty names assigned me to be. I was born on this soil, and my heritage is mine… no label necessary. I am not offended at their remarks, as my husband and I have raised 6 smart mouthed kids of our own, so I am fully thick skinned in this regard, but I am saddened by the widespread aggressiveness of humanity… it is a palpable feeling, this anger that radiates off of our YOUNG…

While I won’t take personal offense at this behavior, I will call attention to something I believe as a society we CAN change…

I have no intention of telling others what to do, as I believe we all know what the difference is between right and wrong. We all have a choice to change things within our own homes. The truth of it will be whether or not, we as humanity, will act the way we know we should…

Yep, you guessed it…

Here, have a cookie…

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