I draw from a well that has endless power!
When I am tired, I rest beneath the shadow of The Almighty!
When I am weak, He is strong!
God has endless energy, so I’m plugged into Him through prayer and reading His word… in other words, I went wireless!
With power like this, there’s simply no need to unplug… from God, that is!
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When we order a burger from our favorite drive thru, if they don’t get it right, most are prepared to park the car, take the burger back and have it fixed, replaced or get a refund. You may be asking yourself why I brought up a burger right this moment, while answering a question about friendship… well, first of all, I’m hungry, so everything makes me think of food right at the moment! Secondly, the prompt question made me feel like I was ordering a burger, not a friend. It’s not the prompt’s fault though, as I’ve actually found myself asking this question long before the prompt got around to it. Frankly, I’ve thought about THIS burger before today!
I had an epiphany one day, as I pondered my own feelings regarding expectations of others, whether it be a friend, peer, family member or stranger. Focus on being that which you are seeking, instead of placing expectations on others to meet your own needs.
I have very high, and most often unattainable expectations of others, which if left unchecked can only fill me with bitterness and cynicism of human beings, as a whole. We’re all lucky that this was not the mindset of Jesus, when he walked among us! When I considered how he could dwell among us, with all our flaws, and not simply throw in the proverbial towel… I heard God saying “Grace, child”.
I realized that I’d spent way too much time looking for the right kind of friends, instead of simply being that which I sought! The best thing to do is, as the bible says, love thy neighbor as yourself!
If we all did this one simple thing, I believe it would by the best answer to the prompt.
Perhaps, the quality that should be most valuable in a friend, is the effort put forth, to Love thy neighbor above ones self… we will all probably find that this one thing is what makes us the very friend we were looking for in others…
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Chronologically, of course…
Professional Grade Runaway, Certified Foster Child, Experienced Juvenile Delinquent, Born Again Christian, Mother of three, diaper changer, spit-up attendant, storybook reader, teacher, babysitter, chef, housekeeper, laundry attendant, errand runner, grocery shopper, delivery driver, truancy officer, friend, councilor, church worker, college student, receptionist, dog breeder, bird breeder, pet farmer, gardener, runaway, heartbreaker, hurt maker, lost soul, chosen child of God, globe trotter, midnight traveler, adventurer, writer, light bearer, and most assuredly a servant of the Almighty!
I feel pretty qualified in these areas, though I may have missed a few others… oh well, I lost track.
It’s been many years since I created a resume, so please forgive the enormity of the above paragraph. It’s clearly my example of the worlds biggest run-on sentence… I never said I was an English teacher!
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Personally, I believe that there’s a huge difference between religion and relationship!
I do not follow, nor do I practice religion! I live a life indwelt by the Holy Spirit! That means God is with me, within this vessel, surrounding this vessel and carrying on a full relationship with the woman I am today.
No religion necessary… just Jesus!
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My answer would be YES, indeed I do remember life before the internet.
Oh… I’m sorry… was there something else? Since the prompt only asked If I remembered life before the internet, and nothing more, I’m trying to stick to a yes or no answer.
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I’ve always had the knack, as a professional MeeMaw, for rocking babies to sleep. I’m well versed in softly singing lullabies, and rhythmic rocking or swaying, with or without a chair to sit on… It’s a gift!
Not only am I good at putting babies into dreamland slumber, I can effectively put grownups into a yawning lull. All I have to do for the grown ups is to talk. I’m like a life size version of a Chatty Cathy Doll. All you have to do is occasionally poke me and I will just start chittering away, allowing those in proximity to drift off into dreamy bliss, while listening to the non-stop, storyteller style voice I’ve been known to employ.
As much as I’d like to say that I gain satisfaction from watching other adults yawn and stretch peacefully, while answering a question they’d been the ones to ask, I prefer babies. They’re much more adorable when they snore, or when they toot in their sleep… just sayin.
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This question drew me all the way back to the beginning of things, when Eve was deceived into believing that she deserved to “have it all”, and things didn’t turn out all that well.
I, personally, think that it would be wiser to focus on whether we should attain it all, rather than if it’s attainable.
I may carry Eve’s human nature, but I don’t have to let it rule over my life. May wisdom allow me to learn from her lesson, so I might not repeat it!
What is this lesson?
Quality over Quantity!
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With as much writing as I do, along with the growing number of projects ready to be printed, I am now waiting to talk to that one key person that can make things happen.
I can do the imagining, the writing, and the preparation… but now I need someone to print it out. I may not have a number of colleagues to write accolades about my work, nor do I have money growing off the trees, which is needed to fund things. What I do have is God! If it is within His purpose, He will see it done!
When the timing is just right, I believe that there is a Publishing Company out there, perfectly suited to for printing my style of works. If I don’t do things God’s way, I don’t want to do them at all! Whomever God chooses for me to talk to, I’m willing to wait for them.
Just sayin…
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Maybe I’m just overthinking things, but didn’t we just answer a prompt about having collections? Perhaps I’m confused here, but I would consider a collection to be a personal belonging.
I’m fairly certain that as a child, I considered my easy bake oven to be a personal belonging that I held very dear, and the same could be said throughout the years, regarding my collectible horses, tea cups, and books.
Honestly, all these questions are doing for me personally, is reminding me of all the belongings, keepsakes, and memories destroyed when the Government shut the country down, due to Covid. It’s rather painful for me, as I remember all the photo albums, baby treasures, and belongings that we had to abandon when the Sheriffs department escorted us off the property we’d nearly finished purchasing.
In an effort to forgive, let go of, and move on from such a tragically painful part of my journey, I’m choosing not to further answer these types of prompts, as they are difficult for me to do with a positive attitude… not WordPress’s fault, not your fault, and not worth reminding myself that it wasn’t my fault either!
It’s Thursday, God is so Good, and I am blessed to walk these roads I walk…
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I hope you all appreciate how far back I had to travel down memory lane, in order to pull up the answer for this daily prompt.
I do hold memories of my favorite childhood collections, such as pretend babies, Barbie dolls and ceramic horses. Eventually, I grew out of those, moving on to amassing stacks of Louis Lamour novels, among a large list of other favorite authors.
With adulthood came actual babies to replace the pretend ones of childhood. Babies brought a large amount of stuff, pushing my collection of books into boxes, and later to the donation bins.
Changing up collection categories from the childhood versions to the adult form, resulted in a rather large collection of Ceramic Tea cups. At one point I had a lovely Oak China Hutch, filled with the cups, along with other special keepsakes that I’d added over time. When Seattle had the earthquake some years ago, the hutch was thrown forward and most of what was inside came crashing down.
While I tried to hang on to whatever was still in tact, it ended up looking like a rather pitiful example of any sort of collection. I finally gave up, as my wild lifestyle always seems to wreak havoc on anything I own.
Oh well, or as the French say, Ce La Vie. Where I’m going, my room is already decorated and fully furnished, so there’s no need to try taking anything.
Rather than looking back over my collections of useless trinkets, now lost in the past, I practice a lifestyle of investing in my future. I am storing up treasures in heaven, the kind that are worth keeping… these are the gifts that my heavenly father has bestowed upon me, such as Joy, Grace, Hope, Mercy, Forgiveness and absolutely unconditional and eternal LOVE and Fellowship!
So, in answer to the prompt, I’ve no collections to focus on, as I’m now into future investments, and SIR’s or Spiritual Investment Rates.
As it says in Matthew 6:19-21, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
I’m really hoping that my room comes with horses, just sayin…
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