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Thursday Thoughts…

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When the sun shines, in all it’s brilliance, I place my trust in Him

When the rain falls so heavily that I cannot see the path, I place my trust in Him

As I hold my granddaughter in my arms, I place her in His loving arms

As doors before me slam shut, I place myself in His loving arms

He is with me in the good…

and, with me in the bad…

Whether sun, rain, good, or bad

We are never alone… even when it feels that way.

How do I know these things? Why the bible, of course.

Look at what Jesus did for us, just to make a way to his Father

How must Jesus have felt as he hung upon that cross?

Alone

Betrayed

Abandoned

Rejected

Ridiculed

Despised

… and yet…

He stayed!

He could have called the angel’s down to assist… but he didn’t.

Hanging there, between two other criminals, both guilty.

How must He have felt?

Did he hurl insults and curses toward those who rejected him? No…

What must it have been like to discover at the moment the temple veil was torn, that you’d made a grievous error in your judgement of Him?

Whatever happened to those whom He’d healed while walking this earth? Where did they go? What did they do with the rest of their lives, in all that came after that Sunday Morning?

The stone removed…

The angel in the tomb…

The encounter on the road…

Where did all the people go that saw Jesus after the resurrection?

I find myself pondering these and other questions, at the approach of Easter Sunday. So much happened in Jesus earthly life, during his ministry. I can’t help but wonder what happened to those most impacted by their encounter with the Son of God.

It wasn’t as if there were only a handful of followers, with a lot of nasty government officials. It was quite the opposite, in fact. There were numerous believers, with only a handful of hateful leaders. It always amazed me what fear will cause people to do to each other. Jesus walked 30 years with humans, and He still walked all the way to that cross, willingly allowing himself to be impaled upon that post. He did it all out of love for us, His people. I’m always in awe of God’s willingness to sacrifice his own son’s life, just to save us from ourselves. We’re our own worst enemy, at times.

Whenever I write out my own struggles, and then compare them with His… I think I’m getting off rather lightly, compared to the path He walked. It really is a beautiful thing to accept a gift that you know you’ll never be able to repay… a sacrifice you can’t match!

Tomorrow’s Friday… but Sunday’s coming!

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Wednesday Words…

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I know it’s just a blogging site, Eustace, but I still believe that if we can imagine a thing that is good, healthy, and full of wonder, someone will believe in it!

If I believe in something wonderful, and you believe in it too, Eustace, then it will grow strong like a tree. It’s roots will spread powerfully beneath the soil. With the Son’s warmth, and the Father’s fertile ground, all we’ve left to do is water it with our faith.

If you’ve never watched The NeverEnding Story, you really should. That scene where the princess and Atrayu sit in the darkness together, holding onto the last spark of imagination left in the world, was my favorite part of the whole movie.

If we lose our childlike wonder and imagination, where would all those fantastical dreams and stories go? I’ll tell you where… gone! They would simply disappear, leaving us in a world that lacks all beauty… a world devoid of creativity.

I know today we’ve left you with some deep things to consider. Well, Eustace is a very deep thinking camel, you know, so it shouldn’t surprise you that we often have deep philosophical conversations. Just sayin…

Like salt to pepper…

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Daily writing prompt
Which aspects do you think makes a person unique?
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There are no two people alike! Not even twins are identical, even though they call them identical twins.

Cloning won’t even work, due to a unique thing residing within each body… that would be the soul, if you hadn’t already guessed.

I was just talking to my husband about this today, in the car, on the way home from seeing our grandbaby. If you cookie stamped out a hundred identical bodies, and then placed a hundred different souls into those bodies, you’d end up with a hundred unique creatures. Each would have individual somethings that render them different than all the others.

I feel like peas in a pod whenever I spend time with either of my two closest friends, and yet there isn’t a drop of blood shared between us. Most of my flesh and blood are nothing like me, nor my daughter’s, for that matter.

My oldest daughter and I look nearly identical, and couldn’t be more different… or perhaps we’re too much alike, and we drive each other batty.

My point is, ladies and gents, that out of all the 8.3 billion plus humans on the planet, each is unique… individual.

That is the way God sees us, as well.

No two are alike to him, nor can one’s behavior and character effect another’s ability to walk through the pearly gates! If God created my inmost being, knitting me together in my mother’s womb, he did it for each and every one of you. God loves you, cherishes your uniqueness, and jealously protects his relationship with you… you, just as you are and not like anyone else.

Cookies?

(2024) Already Full Up…

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What tattoo do you want and where would you put it?
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On the surface of my skin, there are 4

When God got ahold of me

I received just ONE more…

The first 4 came

from a needle and some ink,

But the last one arrived

in one simple blink…

The ones you see

with your eyes are mine

but the one hidden within

has anchored me to the vine…

I don’t need any more things

they’ll only fade away

I’ve been sealed by His blood

for the rest of my days!

Some of these old answers are pretty good, but I noticed that there weren’t any cookies for this prompt answer. Pfffffftttt… Not on my watch!

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(2024) Woodpecker…

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What is one word that describes you?
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Of all the species of feathered flyers out there, the one bird that describes me would be the Woodpecker! Why? Well, I read off of the Wikipedia site that these birds have very strong jaw muscles.

Word? Oh, I thought it said Bird. Oh well! It’s too late to go back now…

Anyone who knows much about me, should already be aware that I talk a whole lot! I mean A LOT! I always have… and I highly doubt that I will be slowing down any time soon.

Over the years I have been chided about it, counseled to slow it down, and/or even avoided because of it. For a time, I attempted to back away from my own chatty nature, in hopes of pleasing others. I soon learned that it was more my personality than my chattiness that pushed others away. Their loss!

When I discovered that I like myself just as I am, I stopped trying to be that which I was not, for others sake!

I refer to myself as a Woodpecker, because I wish to be incessantly hammering out the love of Christ, over and over and over again!

For anyone who is bothered by my noise, there are plenty of other trees in the forest! I am sure you’ll find another comfortable place to perch!

God made me this way, so I’ve no intention of changing something if God tells me it’s not broken!

Here, I’ve left you some seeds…

Just kidding, sillies! I wouldn’t feed you bird seed… well, not only…

(2024) Dead Air…

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What was the best compliment you’ve received?
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Honesty is always the best policy, and I’d like to be as forthright in my answer as possible. I cannot actually come up with any compliments, from off the top of my head. I’ve not lived a life that taught me how to recognize this thing we call a compliment. I have not lived a life that offered anyone who cared, an opportunity to offer great words of affirmation toward much, if any, of my behavior or character… it’s actually been quite the opposite!

Oh, I’m sure that I’ve been offered positive comments here and there, but none have ever felt either sincere or useful enough to carry me to any great height… I’m just being completely honest!

Nothing my parents ever said, came with a behavior that backed up the words draining out of their mouths!

I had a great many men drip words of insincerity in my direction, with nothing more than selfish or nefarious purposes in their minds!

There was no one to push me into an academic or career direction, with words that might lead me to believe I was smart, in any form!

My entire life has been a fight. Pushing against adversity from every single direction I looked! I was discouraged from having children, but I did it anyway! I raised three daughters, served in the church til I bled, homeschooled my girls while simultaneously working side jobs housekeeping, and getting a college degree… while also cooking, cleaning, paying bills, and serving in a miserable marriage for 16 years. When I divorced, the only reverberating words offered by friends, family AND church was… “well, you left!”

For anyone who may have offered a compliment to my person, I thank you for your kindness. I apologize if I’ve not shown any gratitude for said compliments, but I stopped expecting or even looking for them when I was eleven!

I don’t wish for you to think me bitter, as I’ve moved away from that place of loneliness and sorrow. In honesty, I’ve only one compliment that would be worth anything and everything, but alas, I’m not home yet!

With whatever time I have left on this earth, I shall strive to live a life worthy of God’s approval, to the best of my ability . My heart yearns to hear the only words that will matter… Well Done My Good and Faithful Servant! Just sayin…

Cookie?

Inquiring minds want to know…

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What on earth happened yesterday? One moment I was typing out my prompt answer, and the next, we were moving out of our apartment!

For anyone not aware of our recent FunVee activities, some moron decided it would be fun to set a fire in the 4th floor garbage room, thereby, setting off that section of the buildings water suppression units. It flooded all the way to the basement parking lot!

We’ve had to wait nearly three weeks for them to get to our unit for repairs, and had been under the understanding that they would work around us. That wasn’t happening, as there were about 10 of them + us … which equaled out that we would be spending at least several days, corralled in our tiny bedroom with all our belongings. They needed to basically gut the whole left side of the apartment and the bathroom, as well. Mold has become a concern, so plans changed.

In the space of 4 hours, 6 darling young maintenance workers helped us completely move from the 2nd floor to the 5th! It’s the Penthouse baby!

Well, maybe not THE penthouse, but it’s actually a bit more spacious than our previous unit. Though we’ve just a little one bedroom there’s now room for my office to sit beside my husbands. The nice thing about this is because now I have room to turn my closet into a baby nook for Maisie when she starts coming over. I get to babysit when my daughter goes back to work, and I’m so stoked!

It’s perfect for her crib, and there’s room for a bookshelf and toy bin, once the pictures all get put back on the walls. Baby steps! Hahahahah, I just realized what I did, there.

Why must I take baby steps, you may be asking? Well, you try moving in only 4 hours! Me and my island of misfit internal organs had a field day, yesterday. Fibro started banging on her drums, thereby, sending IBS running off the reservation, and finally that left Arthuritis (yes I purposely misspelled that), to simply wipe out my back for the next several days. Folks it hurts to type, lol! My fingers keep falling asleep.

Personally, I think the move was worth it for the rewards…

Wouldn’t you agree?

(for my daughter’s privacy, I’ll often be implementing our SugarPlum, as my granddaughter’s stand-in.)

(2024) The Lost and Found…

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What activities do you lose yourself in?
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There was a time that I could lose myself in my children, my crafts, my pets, camping, church… and friends.

Times changed, however, bringing circumstances and life interruptus’ that, in one way or another, robbed me of the entire lot!

I will always cherish the memories, treasuring each and every moment of love given and time spent… but life goes on, and as they say, time waits for no man, or woman for that matter!

Admittedly, at no point in all those years did I fully walk with God!

That has changed… thanks be to the grace offered by my heavenly father.

Currently, my days are filled with walks along the river, as I listen to music and fellowship with Him. I lose myself for hours in study of His written word, seeking the lifegiving wisdom within its pages. When I work on any of my literary work, I can easily forget to stop and eat, or even drink a full cup of coffee before it gets cold. It is normal for me to re-heat my coffee or tea repeatedly, before drinking the whole cup. My hubby actually has begun tapping me on the shoulder when I’ve gone too long without eating or drinking.

I believe that though we live day to day with very little, in terms of material things, I feel rather blessed with all the time God spends in molding this vessel. Thankfully, I’m so very lost in HIM, that there is nowhere else that I would rather be found…

Here, have a cookie…

Wednesday Words…

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While a friend can’t fix what’s broken, sometimes it’s more important for them to simply show up!

When I can’t stand on my own, Eustace is always there to carry me… even if it’s just to watch the waves as they pass by.

(2023 remix) Dear 100 year old self…

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Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
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I’m not exactly sure where or how to start so I am just gonna roll with it, and yes, I said gonna.

 Somehow, putting thoughts or memories down on paper, I always struggled with trying to write in a way that satisfied all the learned Scholars out there.  Well, you never know, they might want to read something in the waiting room at the dentist or something.  I am at a point in our journey that I can simply write from my heart and let God do the rest. It’s been a bumpy ride, to say the least.

            Now, just because I keep mentioning the bumpy ride doesn’t mean it’s a bad thing.  It means you were wide awake as we zigged and zagged like some of the best cats out there. 

God and God alone could ever manage us because we might have been small in stature, but within our vessel is a raging river of emotions, strengths, weaknesses and a love so powerful it’s a bit off putting at times.  We spent way too many years of our life trying to satisfy every other person’s requirement of us to be what they wanted, and the enemy used that to nearly destroy us.

            It is nearly the end of March 2023, and the last 4 years have brought us to what I refer to as our base line. God met us at our lowest and has begun building up a soul capable of seeing ourself and others in a loving and truthful way. We learned to see ourself and others through the Fathers eyes. 

You exhausted yourself trying to be enough for everyone around you, while often feeling empty inside.  God taught you to love You, with all your flaws and failures, and the truths of yourself that made you  the way God intended.  The Father used our truths to show us how beautiful we are. 

The only way for this to make sense is to tell you what brought you to that place where you could finally get up and walk on.  Just so that you know, you didn’t get there with any form of wisdom quickly, rather, it took you all of your 100 years to try to really let God hold you.  That is the truth of it! 

He brought you this far, for just his purpose… when you see it, I’ll be there waiting. 

Love Me.

It’s cookie time…