The Importance of Planning…lol.
My Crazy Memes
From Ashes
What did I get myself into, oh well, any kind of noise is better than falling silent into the ashes…
Are you superstitious?
To some and maybe many, my faith in God is probably considered a superstition, but my belief and faith, through my own failures and flaws, continues to come to the surface. I have lived 54 years so far, and I have seen way to much to refute His work in my life. Superstition, like fear, cannot reside in the same heart and mind as my Faith!
Growth
There he is again, she thought, as the car inched toward the intersection, awaiting their turn to move forward. Every time she came through this intersection, it seemed to be the same person, standing in the median with a sign, looking for money. It wasn’t a safe place to just stand, distracting drivers, and seemed such an inappropriate place to seek help.
She felt that, more than most, she knew what it was like to have everything taken away, and the struggle to pick up and overcome things. Hadn’t God brought her this far, by providing just what she needed to survive, not by just handing it to her, but helping her work hard to do it. As the car inched forward toward the intersection, she suddenly had an epiphany. It was as if God blew softly in her face, sort of like you do to a baby before they go under water. Its like a soft reset before they go under so that they don’t take water into their lungs.
She caught her breath, and when her eyes focused on the man again, she saw that God didn’t ask her to do anything but give out of a heart of love and obedience; no judging, no criticizing, no assumptions…just give if you have it. That’s it! Why did she feel that giving was connected to approval on her part. Was it her job to deem whether or not his circumstances were any more difficult or painful than hers. God did not say, “If your good with this, could you do me a favor”. He simply said, if you have it to give, and I ask you, is that enough.
She reached forward for her purse on the floor so fast that she nearly hit her forehead on the dash. Grabbing what little was there, it would have to do…she thrust the money in her husband’s face in a rush, and said in a hurry, Quick! Give this to that man! When he looked at her in confusion, she said hurriedly, “Long story short, God told me to shut up and give!” As they drove home, he just softly shook his head to himself, with a smile.
Perspective can be good, bad, right, wrong, on point, way off base, but always changing and rewriteable, for me at least. I know that I have the power to change one thing, my attitude…It makes everything look different.
What She Thought She Saw…
The whole day had quite simply sucked!
After the grocery shopping debacle that morning, her good mood had soured and gained a downward run that she knew would not improve. Her shopping cart wheel had given out in just the right spot coming off of the curb in front of the store letting everything in it simply fly, full force, into a passing car in the parking lot.
After completely re-shopping, off of her crumpled receipt that had a piece of old chewing gum in it, she hurried home in an attempt to unload before her youngest child awoke from a very brief fake nap.
Driving home, the officer did not appreciate the narrative she reeled off as her excuse, giving her a speeding ticket anyway.
Once home, groceries unpacked and children playing, she tried to find solace in a piece of chocolate cake that she had reserved on top of the microwave the night before, only to discover that the cat had peed on the front of the microwave. And yes, she had already eaten the cake when she discovered this bit of information. It had been one of those days!
When she walked into the room to check on her children as they played, she was certain that she heard her 5-year-old say to her Barbie doll, “You #@*ch!”
In shocked horror, the stressed out young mother began to let loose with a scolding lecture regarding language. Looking up from the dollhouse in confusion, her daughter asked, “Mommy, if I can’t call this a bench, then what am I supposed to call it?”
Perspective!
I so want to go back to having the perspective and imagination of a child, without all the grown-up things that derail the good stuff.
That’s a perfect world, which this is not, but the beauty of the human soul is that it can learn, recover, forgive, and grow.
I am growing again!
Dear 100 year old self,
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
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. Well, buckle up Buttercup because it’s definitely gonna be a bumpy ride.
Now, just because I keep mentioning the bumpy ride doesn’t mean it’s a bad thing. It means you will be wide awake as I zig and zag like some of the best cats out there. God and God alone could ever manage us because we might be small in stature, but within this 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 you how beautiful you 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 will meet you there.
Love Me.
A Writers Day
10 pm – Tomorrow is going to be an adventure in blogging…I am so ready for this…I can change the world one blog at a time.
9 am – Once I write out this perfect thought, it’s going to make everyone laugh so hard, and their going to totally get what I am saying.
10 am – I’m so glad I waited to write that thought down until after I got a cup of coffee. Now I know its going to make sense, and I’m sure I”ll have the energy to make at least 5 new contacts and after they read this, I’ll get more followers to see what I add every day.
11 am – Well, maybe 2 cups of coffee…and I felt a bit peckish so I grabbed some donuts.
2 pm – Whew! I needed that break. Note to self, no more sugar right before blogging.
4 pm – What was it I was write about. I had this perfect thought but then I started thinking, what if people actually read my post.
10 pm – Uh, shoot I better find something funny to write before I lose my mind. Please God, don’t let anyone see what I wrote.
Something as simple as time can have a dramatic effect on our perspective. Yesterday, I thought my blog image looked kind of like an x-ray of a face, but today, I think it looks more like a huge ravine filled with red puff balls and there is a tiny rope bridge going across if you look really close. Be sure to let me know what you think today.
Perspective
Isn’t it kind of funny how different things look viewing the same thing from, say, 10 other peoples’ visual angle. How your day went, how you are feeling physically, or perhaps, how an event turned out in someone else’s favor…these things and more seem to take a single picture and give it a life of its own. I want to see what different things people see when they look at this image, then we can see if anyone guesses what it may be…should be fun!
The Table is Clear
I have no plans, and no idea where this is going to go, but when the future lays out with not even a road or even path, my adventurous side starts to emerge…soooooo…I am going to commit to putting forth something each day and see what starts to emerge…maybe if you check in here occasionally, you might enjoy how the scenery begins to change. I hope to see you along the way!
Journey With Me! 