During our waking hours each day, everyone will have an answer to the many differing things that bring them a sense of productivity, but what becomes of all those wonderful accomplishments, if one is exhausted from lack of sleep?
If I have had a full night of restful sleep, when I approach the following days tasks and responsibilities, I feel on top of the world! But, if I’ve struggled with any manner of disruptions to that period of rest, I’m left feeling tired, irritable, and short on patience for any of what the day offers.
So there you have it, my answer to the prompt is sleep… that is if you were hanging on my every word with rapt attention. If not,
I’m guessing that you’re wondering what a picture of a cell phone, may or may not have to do with my normal Sunday morning studies? I considered it somewhat humorous, as well, until I really thought about it. I’ll try to explain.
I was wrapping up my reading of the book of Joshua, this morning, when a funny thought popped into my head. Instead of pondering the Israelites behavior, even after all God had been doing for them, I found myself trying to remember how many times I’ve read through the same scriptures, only to find new and valuable insights that I’d overlooked during other readings. If you haven’t discovered it yet, I’ll remind you that I tend to fly all over the place, when it comes to my thoughts and writings. I’m also a very visual learner, so maybe that’s where I come up with the many examples of what I write about; hence, all the tv or movie references I often throw out there for everyone.
This is where the cell phone comes into play! I’d finished up with Joshua, but wasn’t ready to dive into the book of Judges yet, so I did some reading in the new testament. I found myself considering 2 Timothy 3: 16, 17. It read, “All scripture is God breathed, and is useful in teaching, rebuking, correcting, and training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.” I sort of sat there, drinking my coffee, thinking about these words. As I was ruminating on this, I happened to glance right next to where my bible was sitting, and my eyes came to rest upon my cell phone.
If you think about it, our bible is pretty much like a cell phone that God uses to connect with us, his children. Every time I pick up this book, it’s like I turned my cell phones Bluetooth on, becoming immediately connected to the One that breathes life into the words on the pages. As I’m reading through the pages before my eyes, I hear God’s voice, feel His presence, and receive both encouragement and instructions from within the books cover. God never puts me on hold, and never forwards my calls!
Often, I find notes of love and acceptance, while at other times, I receive either direction or marching orders, if you will. The battery on this thing never dies, nor does it require recharging; God takes care of those details. This book/phone faithfully calls to me every day and every night, though, I’ll admit that there are times I have been the one to put God on hold, or even let Him go to voicemail.
The beauty of the word of God is, even if I break, lose or give my phone/bible to another… I can hear it ring loud and clear, from any bible I find, regardless of the translation style. God is not shackled with only one single book style. I’ve read King James, NIV, NAV, many differing types of study bibles, and on and on. The line between God and I cannot be broken… ever! This is due to my Bluetooth, basically being the Holy Spirit that resides within my vessel. This spirit is an actual part of God, placed within my heart at the moment I first believed… and it has a lifetime guarantee!
I know that this doesn’t really have anything to do with our normal Live Wire chats, but for some reason, this was where my heart led me this morning. It was such a wonderful insight, I guess I just really wanted to share it with you, as you might also feel encouraged.
If not, I’m just glad you took the time to listen to me thinking out loud. I’m also leaving some goodies, so it’s a potluck for the win!
I pray that God Blesses each and every one of you today, as you spend time with your loved ones… hugs
No, this isn’t necessarily a favorite emoji, but it sure does fit the way I feel about this prompt question. Are we four?!?!
As much as I love you all, I could not give a flying hoot about what anyone’s favorite emoji might be, for crying out loud! Why on earth would any of us find this a useful question? Unless you are a middle school teacher, using this as a get to know each other sort of question, it seems out of place. Personally, I feel as if by answering the prompt, I’ve just somehow dumbed myself down!
It’s Saturday and I’ve got things to do that will be a great deal more satisfying than picking out an emoji of a pile of poo, which was about the only thing I was tempted to post in here… sorry, not sorry!
I’ve pretty much decided that from here on out, I’m just going to ask myself a daily question to answer, each time the prompt offers us such Bantha Fodder…
Today’s phrase being used, thanks to JuanitaMaritz, is Beat Around the Bush. So let’s do this! I’ll give it my best shot and see how close I can come to guessing correctly, as to the meaning and origin of this little idiom! Remember, if you have a phrase to suggest for these As They Say Saturday posts, just leave it in the comments, thanks.
When I saw Beat Around the Bush, it made me think that it had something to do with vermin in the garden! I can’t imagine too many reasons why else, one would actually circle around a plant hitting the ground, or whatever. I suppose you would beat the ground around the bush to disturb things, without actually hitting the plant itself. I’ve always used this phrase, if I wanted someone to stop dropping hints and just spit out whatever was on their mind!
One would suppose that this phrase or idiom, if you will, arose from a time when one might find some sort of rat or snake in the bushes near the house or the garden. You don’t want to go sticking your foot or hand into said bush, in the event that whatever was in there bites, or maybe stings. Possibly, the beating around the bush was simply a way to irritate whatever was nesting in the bush, to the point that it moved on. I’m guessing that the origin came from a farm or ranch from the horse and buggy era.
Well, that’s as much as I can guess on, so let’s go check with Googlina, our friendly know-it-all:
According to GingerSoftware.com,
The phrase ‘Beating around the Bush’ means to avoid answering a question; to stall; to waste time.
Example of Use: “If you want to ask me, just ask; don’t beat around the bush.” Interesting fact about Beating around the Bush
The origin of the idiom ‘beating around the bush’ is associated with hunting. In medieval times, hunters hired men to beat the area around bushes with sticks in order to flush out game taking cover underneath. They avoided hitting the bushes directly because this could sometimes prove dangerous; whacking a bees nest, for example, would put a swift and unwelcome end to the hunt.
Overall, I think I was pretty close… well, in a round about sort of way. At least I feel better, knowing that I haven’t been butchering this phrase, when I use it!
Ok, folks… bring it on! I feel pretty smart at the moment, so I’m brave enough to goad you into offering up another phrase, for next Saturday’s post. Who knows, maybe you’ll give me something that’ll stump me!
Todays prompt question is so so easy to answer! If you’re wondering at all, about what topics I like to discuss, just look on the screen when you read my blog!
Just before I saw this daily prompt, I was finishing up my daily post for this site, and I had to check that list down on the right hand side to select tags for publishing. Now I know exactly what to put down as my answer to the question, as today is Friday and I don’t feel like thinking hard anymore!
When I arrived at the barn this morning, I was set upon, by a band of Bossy barnyard babes! I’d barely come through the front doorway, before they tackled me! I’ll admit, it was surprising to see Tilly leading the charge, as she’s normally so quiet and calm.
Questions were coming at me, from all directions, and all at the same time! Though I could barely understand what they were saying, I heard something about my computer being left on last night, something about me writing the story of Tilly meeting Santa, and a whole lot of wailing about it not being fair!
It took an entire box of raspberries, a dozen donuts, and an hour of lectures from all the babes, before I fully understood the cause for all the fuss. After expressing my heartfelt apology for any misunderstandings, along with an agreement to make things right, I sent them all off to play; no need to fret, as, all is well! With the babes now off playing and happily distracting themselves, I’m free to explain what happened.
Apparently, I’d accidentally left my computer running last night, when I left the barn. At some point in the evening, Boomer noticed the light coming from the office, so he went in to investigate. Well, long story short, all the babes spent the entire night, reading my blogs about the barn. Tilly found the story I’d written about when she was small, and she excitedly read it to the group! This got the whole gang involved in looking for their own stories, only to be disappointed! After all the searching, they couldn’t find what they were hoping to read.
What I’d encountered, as I arrived this morning, was a passel of very unhappy babies that wanted some answers! After assuring them that I’ve a story for each of them, I had to explain that those stories still have to be published. Since I can’t share their stories with the world yet, I had to promise them that I would, at least, write something about them; they wish for me to write about them one a time. It was strongly suggested that I share what I love most about each individual babe.
So, what this means is… starting next Friday, I’ll be writing a special little something about each of these adorable creatures, sharing my barn. I want to show you the reasons, why each and every one of these babies, belong in the Barnyard! Who knows, maybe you’ll find out a bit more about the one writing this blog…
Please tell me that I’m not the only one to have noticed our return, once again, to the question of risk! Just in case it doesn’t seem to make sense, the picture I’ve used for todays prompt question, should represent going in a circle over and over again.
Quite honestly, I’m kind of sick and tired of trying to fish out a past, present, or future version of some sort of risk that I may or may not have either succeeded or failed at… for Pete’s sake, come on!
We all take risks every day, in whatever we choose to do! I, personally am a writer, so it goes without saying that I risk myself each and every day, publishing a post that the entire world might read, with a simple point and click feature, offered on their computers.
Parenthood is risky, so is a college education, and the list goes on and on. I’m a bit confounded that we’re asked to keep at it, in the department of answering a prompt about risk. Did they not read our answers to the other prompts? I think that’s probably where the answer lies; too many clicks without actually reading the content! Autogenerated anything has its drawbacks, and this one in particular, has no one actually looking at what the machine is doing, I think.
If you’re not going to read my answer, prompt machine, I’m not bothering to give it to you!
For everyone stopping by to see what I’ve written, I will leave some cookies, and a very big I LOVE YOU to all my WordPress family…
Oh My Goodness, I slept so good last night! I didn’t even dream anything, I don’t think. I awoke to the pitter patter of rain, softly hitting the roof above my head, and for a while, I simply lay there enjoying the sound.
My heart has been a bit heavy of late, thinking on things of the past, the present, and the future. Some may assume that as a Christian, I should now be perfectly capable of living only for the day, never looking back, and having absolutely no concerns for the future. As a whole, I can say this about my life, as well as, my walk with God. But the world is still turning, time waits for no man, and many times, looking at the past helps to navigate the future. Nobody said it was going to be smooth sailing, as a Christian, and if they did… they were lying!
I am still a human being, though my spirit walks by faith, assured of my origin and my destination, without any doubts! However, I must tend this vessel, with grace, mercy and understanding. While I know what I know, I still feel what I feel, having to care for a physical and emotional body that has been through much! Sometimes, I’m simply affected by seasonal changes, of which, we are right square in the middle of with springtime. At other times, life changes and circumstances play out a sort of cause and effect response, as I don’t handle change nearly as well as I did when I was younger.
Sometimes, it feels like things are changing too fast, leaving me feeling emotionally shaky, for lack of a better explanation. I realize that I’m a bit tougher on myself than anybody else is, becoming impatient with this body, for always feeling panic when change is on the horizon. I should be able to handle this by now, as we’ve been living like this for a while. Nope! Every time things change, fear and panic start banging on my front door, requiring every ounce of my faith to answer. I will say that my response time has improved dramatically, along with recognizing God in the midst of things at all times! I see him moving, feeling His love and reassurance, along with hearing His voice steadily guiding my steps. Timing! Timing is everything!
Perhaps I’ve left you bewildered, as to what on earth I’m rambling on about. I’ll try and explain. I know that I’ve already mentioned about my husband going back to school, along with financial support being provided to assist him in his endeavors. What I haven’t mentioned, is the part where, they want to move us into better living conditions. You’d think that this idea would be a welcome one, as we’ve been living without a working toilet or hot water since November of last year. Honestly, I know it is most likely for our good, but even after living like this for so long, I find myself thinking, No Thanks, we’re good! What???
One word…. CHANGE!
Throw that word on top of the fact that I’m desperately trying to finish editing my first book! Maybe now you might better appreciate the first two sentences of this post. Every evening, for nearly a week now, I’ve been getting messages from my Overthinkers Anonymous group, asking for a guest speaker. It doesn’t help that the book I’m writing is my memoirs. Constantly reading and rereading about my own past, will certainly add to the struggle. Oddly, I’ve been experiencing a great amount of peace from this project, as I believe it to be God’s desire for me to complete. I am compelled to finish that which I believe God has called me to do, no matter how high the water rises or how fast the current flows. For goodness sake, my name is Wiwohka, the raging and roaring water joining that river!
While we may possibly be moving into an apartment, and out of this old RV, I’ll go where my husband goes and follow his lead. I’ll continue through my audio recordings, one day at a time, and with a faith born from walking with my Creator. I know that God knows what will come, as He has a purpose for my life, offering me a hope and a future! I can look at it like gifts or presents, that have yet to be opened. Who doesn’t like the excitement of a gift? We love to shake the package, trying to guess what is inside. That’s what dreams are made of… gifts yet to be received! How boring life might be, if we knew all of what was to come? No need to study, search, or learn anything new… no thank you!
We all go through things in our lives, some good and some bad. Change is a constant thing, leaving us to either adjust or get trampled by it! If I can leave you with anything to remember, from all my chatter, it would be one word… GRACE! This was the word that floated through my mind this morning, as I lay there listening to the rain.
God poured it all over my spirit this morning, allowing me to accept three truths. One truth is that He will never leave me to do things on my own. The second truth is that I will finish this book, one day at a time and with God fully in it! The third truth is that it won’t matter where He leads, I will follow. I trust God’s truths and timing for my journey… I’ve yet to reach a lamppost along the path that wasn’t brightly lit!!!!
Journey With Me! 