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Daily writing prompt
How important is spirituality in your life?

I am offering up my very soul… All IN…

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When you figure on how fragile humanity is, I am going out on a limb here and say that it is pretty important, to me…

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This is a fallen and broken world, and the rule of thumb for most, it seems, is to take what you can before some one else gets it!

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The thought of amassing as much junk as I can, to then make everyone around me pack it up and put it in my grave with me, priceless! This idea seems actually more fun to me, not for the stuff, but to watch a bunch of people trying to fit it all in an underground palace (coffin).

I am going to guess that perhaps one wishes to hope on material things, rather than spiritual, out of either fear of the future, or ignorance. When I speak of ignorance, it is not the educational kind… it is the heart kind… I believe that ignorance comes from a hardened heart.

If anybody gets to have an excuse for having a hardened heart it will be Me! My life has rolled from one ugly scenario to another and has been now for 54 years, filled with cruelty and hurt caused by others. I could choose a much different path, but as you may have already guessed, I did not! Why???

I could tell you story after story of how God showed up over and over, when no one else did, oh wait… I already did that…

I could make a lot of choices, at this point in my life, that would cause a lot of embarrassment and shame for those involved… but it would not make the memories hurt any less…

I could try to share many different reasons, for me, that make my spirituality so vital, but I am choosing not to… why???

Because, nothing I say will make any difference to someone who carries a great burden of their own, except perhaps one thing…

My spirituality is the very air I breathe, do not read my words, go to the only place that is fully equipped to give you what you need…

Do You Remember…

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**Anniversary Edition**

To the other half of my heart…

Do You Remember…

June 26, 2006

I DO…

Do you remember our first meeting in that airport…

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I DO…

Do you remember driving non-stop from one side of the country to the other, just to be with me on Christmas Morning…

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I DO…

Do you remember what you felt, sharing vows behind that police station, with the Sherriff as our officiant…

Do you remember eating cold chicken off the back of the flatbed, in some far-off Walmart parking lot…

Or what about New York?  Do you remember the 4th of July we sat in a Subway parking lot, watching the fireworks coming from a boat out on the water…

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How about driving up through North Dakota in the dead of winter, when our fuel froze and we needed towing.  You kept grabbing the steering wheel, even though you were not the one driving…

I DO…

Do you remember the painful times, like when I gave myself two black eyes in a fit of grief?  You had to take me to the hospital and you were so terrified they would blame you, but you did it anyway, for me…

Or what about the time I lost my temper and slammed the RV door, breaking the locking mechanism…I was locked outside wearing a slinky nightgown and Ugg slippers, while you were stuck inside with no tools to open the door…Only after I had an all out explosive fit in my underwear in broad daylight, did the door hatch, lock and all, simply fall out onto the ground at my feet, with you sitting in the doorstep lookin at me in surprise…

I DO…

Do you remember all the moments that you stood in the darkness holding me up…

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Somewhere I forgot…

I remember now, because I can see that God was holding us both up…

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After all of this journey, remembering everything that we went through, forgiving everything we did to each other, and surviving everything the world has thrown at us…

God asked me to tell you, If you still wanted to marry me…

I would tell you what I told you 17 years ago, today…

I DO!

Self or Selfish…

Daily writing prompt
How do you practice self-care?

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I am going to practice the art of keeping it real here…

If we take away all of the easy answers…

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What exactly will self care now begin to look like, for me anyways?

Setting aside THINGS… I think I can speak for most when I say that self care should mean what we need… what does the body, and mind need to rejuvinate that inner mojo, so to speak…

Sure, the pictures above represent things I would enjoy greatly, but would they fulfill what I will call my inner love tank. Nope! I can be pretty honest here, since I have none of the things up above besides the great outdoors, and my love tank has yet to run dry. It does get low, in truth, from time to time. In a world where everyone expects you to simply shut up, show up, and serve with a happy smile… well, it’s no wonder why we are all here trying to regale each other with a fancy insight into the art of “How To Pat Ourselves on the Back”!

I will share a little secret I learned along the way. For me, self care actually begins when I give… I know, strange right? Lemme break it down for you…

When my love tank is low, and I am feeling on the down side, the only things that help me are the following:

Giving Thanks – I must remember how much we do have, and how I am clothed, with food in my stomach, and a warm dry place to sleep and write to you all.

Giving Love to others – Love can come in many forms such as a phone call, or note, or perhaps fulfilling a task for another in need.

Giving prayers – Nothing reminds me how much I have to be grateful for, than when I am praying for the needs of others less fortunate than myself.

Sometimes SELF CARE comes from Selfless love. I know this seems backwards but He does truly work for the good of those that serve Him!

Hey Bird…

Daily writing prompt
How do you waste the most time every day?
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Meet the Boobie Bird… and I know your gonna be wondering what on earth is this doing in a blog regarding the most wasteful thing to do everyday, right?!

In my mind, there are a lot of rooms, and in them are some of the strangest word associations…ever!!!

Anyways, the first thing that sprang to my mind, upon reading this prompt, was (look up) the Boob Tube, the magic box; you know that magical machine that carries with it, the ever elusive remote. Nothing else could inspire a woman to break a nail in order to retrieve said pointy clicky stick, nor cause a man to upturn the couch with children rolling everywhere, in order to retrieve this golden right of passage, lest it fall into the hands of little inexperienced hooligans.

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Over the generations, televisions have transformed in an odd sort of pattern… starting out huge and bulky, in big heavy wooden boxes…

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going to tiny enough to fit into campers, and then on to light weight and thin, and now resting at the place of

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big, small, tall, skinny, far away, in your face, on every corner, in every window, every room, and every city…

I feel sort of like I am in a Doctor Seuss story…

I will admit the difficulty in separating ourselves from media, in all its forms, has been an effort in futility for most. It does have benefits along with every other form of useful technology. I think it all comes down to checks and balances…

Sooo… no matter what answer one gives to this prompt, we can waste time doing anything, so I think it comes down to what we do with what we have… just make it the best you can with what you have, and pay it forward whenever the opportunity presents itself…

P.S. Sometimes it is ok to waste a little time, and breathe…

Live Wire…

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It may not look like much…

But maybe, just maybe…

Your not seeing the bigger picture…

Yet…

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Just look up…

Owe, My Eye…

Daily writing prompt
Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood?

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Nothing beats watermelon! I remember sitting in the rain, eating watermelon in my swimsuit. The apartments where we lived, were located on the outskirts of our small town, and were just within viewing of our local water tower. I mention the water tower because, that was the reason we were siting in the rain spitting seeds at one another… or better yet, pinching them between our fingers for more force.

I remember the water tower, because the local fire department would always use these hot rainy days for their certification or training exercises. I was so fascinated with their ability to carry all of their gear up those ladders, fully covered in their fire resistant armor, as I called it.

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I don’t know about anyone else, but I have always had a great respect for law enforcement and all of our emergency responders, and I think this had something to do with it. I was so impressed with all these men, and they were always so kind to us kids who were watching. My home life was not fun, and my father was a 1st rate butnugget, but I guess the kindness of these masked strangers, brought some joy into the life of a small blue eyed girl, sticky with watermelon juice, and desperate for hope…

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Thank you…

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I mean it from the bottom of my heart…Thank you!!!

Who said that…

Daily writing prompt
Who is your favorite historical figure?

I know that in our current state, we are all fully aware that the earth is round, right…

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I went on the web, after reading the prompt, and tried to look up who it was that first said that the earth was not flat, and I got a page full…

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As silly as it sounds, I actually thought that if I just typed in the question, I would have my answer. It is a little more than than, as I discovered.

The only reason I even went looking was due to the fact that I mainly only have favorite biblical historical figures, and I thought you might be tired of hearing it…lol… and in truth, I am actually impressed with whoever it was that had the courage to challenge others to accept a new idea or belief. Times were different back then, and they did not have the internet. Anything new or unproven was usually rejected, sometimes with very harsh recriminations to whomever was seeking change.

I feel how real the struggle must have been for people like the apostle Paul for instance, who had the responsibility of spreading the gospel. Whenever I read any of the letters that he wrote, I get a strong sense of one attempting to structure and organize like maybe half a dozen Christian Universities, all at the same time, from a remote location (often prison). He was charged with organizing a bunch of unruly land owners and sheep herders, into the body of the church.

Paul received mainly a bunch of complaints, whining, name calling, and judgy folks thinkin they had it all figured out. No one wanted to do it his way, and they argued with Gods council, nonstop at times. Still he persisted in following a path that he believed to be right and true.

I sit here in comfort on my laptop, happily clickity clicketing all my little pearls of silly wisdom, of which may or may not be worth anything… all the while, I sip my warm coffee, with my rich vanilla creamer… man do I have it easy.

In a time where information is available willy nilly, and folks can watch a video of someone making popcorn with a bag of skittles, and are willing to nearly burn their houses down in an attempt to replicate this modern video miracle, I do wish to appreciate and give a shout out to Them That Went Before us…you all shaped our world… God Bless your brave souls…

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Wave Ya Hands in the Air…

Daily writing prompt
Write about your first crush.

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Ok, so maybe this is more about the shoes than the boy, but still…

His Name was Louie, and he was in the same school as I, but I am not sure how old we all were…probably 5th or 6th grade?

He used to sit on the steps, outside of the school, during lunch break every day. There was a group of boys who always congregated around him, fully inflating his ego maybe. I would wander over to where they sat, nearly every day, just to get him to look my way. In my silly mind, I was sure that he liked me, by the way he always smiled and laughed at what I thought was funny. In reality, it was probably him just being kind, as I think he must have been a nice kid.

One particular afternoon, I had worn my new Cherokee Wedge high heeled shoes, just to look especially pretty. They were really just giant floor level erasers, I am now certain of it! Anyway, as soon as the class bell rang, I was up and off to freshen up in the girls lavatory. Feeling like a model, I began my promenade down the corridor toward the schools courtyard. Out the doors, and down the steps I sashayed, coming to stand near the group of boys.

Now my friends had been teasing me earlier that week, regarding my view of how he must feel about me, saying that I was making it up. I was intent on showing them all!

I started up my usual flirty convo, laying on the demure smiles and light giggles that were supposed to be what you did to get a man. What happened next must go into a play by play of sorts, or a back and forth screenshot for your brain…

*I teased him about something, and to this day, I have no idea what it was…

*He made the gesture as if to pursue me, maybe to tickle or pick me up in his arms to circle me around in the air for the world to see his true love for me, showing all those girls a thing or two… wait… ok, maybe that was my thoughts, but all he did was lean forward with a smile on his face… I know Right? God bless my imagination!

*I turned around, thinking him to be in pursuit, and proceeded to run across the entire front courtyard of our school, just like Julie Andrews did in the Sound of Music. The only differences were, for starters, I was wearing those ridiculous eraser shoes, and the other key thing to remember is that he was NOT following me. I thought he was, but never looked back to confirm.

*When I got to the other end of the yard, I turned to realize what had actually been the scene… no one following me…me running like a Robin Williams version of Julie Andrews, the majority of my classmates, rolling on the grass laughing, and the boys on the steps hooting and hollering to join the chorus…

We were all so young, and it might seem as a bad memory, but it one of the funniest things I remember doing, and you know what, I think that nice boy really did like me. I actually remember him laughing with the others but he did not look like he wanted to laugh… I think he actually felt bad for me…

Kids say and do some of the funniest things, and I am forever grateful for all of my youthful funnies, as I am sure that you are as well. I was and am a pretty funny person! Not because I am a great mixer of words and jokes, but because I can laugh at myself without being judgy, and I love to tell others about something I did that I thought was really silly or funny, and they get to laugh with me, not at me, there is a difference…

Paths…

Daily writing prompt
What countries do you want to visit?

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Somehow, the thought of walking along the paths of our distant past… walking where Moses walked, or following the Nile along the journey where his basket was carried to the palace of the Pharaoh.

It brings me a great amount of comfort and peace when I remind myself that others came before, and walked the paths we walk, though in a much different time…

Yet, they rested under the same stars, awakened to the same morning sun, and existed in the same breathable air, though it was much purer than it might be today.

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What about the hills and valleys that David wandered as a young boy, tending his fathers herd? He spent years with God as his closest companion, there in the middle of nowhere…

I cannot say that I wish to go to any one specific place, because history happened everywhere, and that is what draws me. I have an enormous desire for tracing steps of those in history, because it is not so much what they accomplished, but that they did it with so much less than us on the average day.

I am actually impressed with the VR advancements made, as it offers an immersive experience for so many who would not otherwise be able to experience some of the worlds most beautiful wonders.

I have done a decent amount of traveling, both within our great nation as well as internationally. At this point in my life, I am much more comfortable at home, though I still dream of far off distant lands, but maybe for reasons other than most… it simply brings a bit of joy to me when I think of walking where they walked…

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Investigating Truths…

What is Church, anyway?

Is it the building, or is it the people?

Sometimes, it can seem cold and desolate…

… like the frozen peaks of a mighty mountain range. Sadly, little can survive there.

What about finding church in nature?

Can all that quite beauty and solitude become a church, of sorts? Meditating in peace, while trying to safely navigate this lost and fallen world?

Can Church be found in a book, but not in a heart?

What about where 2 or more are gathered?

Do I fit into the Church, or is the Church supposed to reside within Me?

Google says that the Bible mentions the word Church about 120 different times. 

Somebody on Google also says that there are estimated to be between eight and 16 million actual church buildings in the world.

Another person says that there are 37 million churches throughout the world.

Oh yeah, and I also read that there are more than 45,000 Christian denominations in the world.  I think I found all this information in under 5 minutes on the great World Wide Web.  What started out as my morning quiet time in the word, turned into 2 days of trail walks, another day pondering my own church experiences, and then finally, the above mentioned 5 minutes of “Google is your friend”!

Honestly, at this point, I was feeling like a deer caught in someone’s proverbial headlights!  I know we all believe that google is our friend, but let me tell ya, not only is it your friend, but EVERYBODY’S friend!  Electronic Overshare Overload is what I will consider reality!  Jokes aside, the web can be a great resource, within reason.  Too much of a good thing can be not so good for us. Well, at least that’s how that old saying goes, anyways.

I am realizing that I am not interested in what the WWW thinks, nor am I certain as to where I stand with my own beliefs, regarding this subject. 

However, here is the awesome truth about faith…  I do believe in WHO God is and what He says to me!  If I am to believe that the Bible is 100% truth, it goes to show that I will find the honest answers to my questions within this very book, right?  Within this one book are my answers, written down simply and clearly, assuming I am truly seeking the HONEST answer. 

With this truth upon my heart, I am embarking on a journey of knowledge, that I may see with clarity a Godly understanding of Church, His purpose, and how I fit into the body of Christ (His Church).

You know I will not go all the way to some clarity, without returning with some really great stories for you all.  Keep a weathered eye out for me, and I will see you on the (metaphorical) flip side…