An Old Cottage…New Lessons…

I was a bit nostalgic today. I found my afternoon thinking back to the old church camp meetings I used to attend with my Grandparents. My Grandfather and Grandmother traveled the states, the globe really and lended a hand to leaded choirs and spreading the Word of Christ through music and preaching.

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We would stay in old cottages with no air conditioning, mosquitos and showers where one would stand on a wooden . Very little of it sounded attractive , but the memories of it all seems so delightful. People would spend weeks at a time in their summer camped out in old cottages or tents just to hear the Word of God every day and fellowship with other believers as they ate and talked.

I was listening to BBN today on the radio and although it’s not my favorite music, the memories that it brings and joy I find in it makes it lovely.

At age 34, I feel as though I watch the world go by at such a fast pace, I find refuge in the old ways of our world. The times where often we didn’t questions God’s Word like we do today. People were quicker to believe what God said was true, rather than today we assume that what we think is correct.

People of today look at hymns and the Old ways of the church as ignorance at times.

Judging music by its likabilty rather than what it might teach us….

Those old tents and cottages taught me many lessons.

In the old outside open air church, I find myself remembering a fresh love for Christ.

A patient heart and a desire to just be a part of God’s people and to see him at work.

I like afternoons like this=)

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Beauty In The Dark Of The Storm…

This last week we’ve been the receiving end of some major thunderstorms during sleeping hours.

The grass has been sopping wet and the ditches full.

With these storms came something beautiful.

The rhododendron in our back yard has been blooming in a gorgeous way the past many days, and with the hard rains and wind a few branches had broken away.

Although they were broken and taken from the bush…the flowers blooming remained and in tact and maintained their beauty.

I went and retrieved the blossoms and put them into a pitcher on my kitchen table. We have enjoyed their beauty and lovely fragrance.

I was reminded of times in life that storms come…the thunder may boom…the lightening may flash…

Yet beauty can come through the dark clouds…and we can enjoy that beauty if we just reach out and grasp it…

At All Times…

Throughout my life there has been a plethora of moments that have been the deciding factor on which way my life will go…which direction…

 Will I choose right or left…will I choose to sit on the fence on this decision or make a solid choice?

Most choices were made for me at a young age…as I aged…I made them…but sometimes still allowed others to choose for me  by caring too much what they would think of me…and I was left with the crumbling pieces of a decision that I wish I’d grasped and had made with God’s guidance.

Learning to make a decision and feel confident about the choice sometimes ends in a dramatic result that we wish we could have forfeited.

As I have made it into the thirties of adult life…I have discovered more than ever to be in prayer about things at all times.

This little decision we think so unnecessary to pray about…often are those choices that can completely change the direction of our path with each little choice…and each little step and footprint. Each choice leaves a mark or impression on the future and the choices we will make.

Prayer is not for just acquiring what we want or wish for…its about relationship…a consultation with the Savior…a conversation with your best friend…

He knows what’s best. We do not…yet we take it upon ourselves to add more to our life description than God intended when He created us. We than stress our minds with things that should be placed in the hands of the Almighty…for our hands are not big enough or strong enough to hold all the weight of life decisions.

We are not in charge…no matter what we think or say…we did not create ourselves…we are known by God…loved by God…and wanted by God as those who love Him back and choose Him above all else.

At all times…ask His strength to be with you…At all times…lay your life at His feet…

At all times…ask and it shall be given….At all times…seek and you shall find

May the Lord not just be a part of your decision making…let Him make it for you.

The Gift Of Time…

Time is precious…it moves on and never stops…the sun comes up and goes down in the same breath of a day…time continues…

Reserve time for friends and family.

Make it happen.

We never know how long they will be here. Every second counts, and with each tick of the clock life can change course, it can change everything.

Never take time for granted…

Always take an oppurtunity to share time with a loved one.

Although we seem to control so many things in life, time is a dimension that is out of our hands.

The Lord knows us before our first breath and after our last…Although unbelieveable beauty lies before us in Gods beautiful Heaven…our hearts still cling to those we’ve crossed paths with, those it’s seems we’ve known forever and those kindred spirits that grab our hearts and remain special in our lives.

Let us appreciate the gift of time God’s given…and never lose sight of its importance and significance.

Dead Grass…

It’s that time of year when the birds are singing…the lawn movers are roaring and kids are running through the grass squealing and playing.

Even with all the rain and dew that we wake up to in the mornings, we still see brown patches in our lawns on occasion. What do we do?  We try to figure out the source of the problem…grubs? What could it be? Is our soil infected with something killing our grass…? Some dig up the dead grass and plant new…but sometimes scraping off the surface and spreading new seed isn’t always the answer. Sometimes we call the professionals…they come…they push around those little carts filled with “professional” lawn care products. In hopes that this will be the answer.

So often when dealing with a situation in life we tend to just pull back the first layer of unforgiveness, hurt or sin not dealt with in our lives. Sometimes we try to cover it up with something, something new..thinking it will change the course of our circumstance. Often what occurs is not pretty. We’re okay for a small while…but yet the issue lives on and the grass of our lives is brown and dry once again.

Tending to our soil…nurturing it and filling it with the necessities and needs for growth…Digging deeper when the soil is rotten or infested with something that

can’t be removed without shoveling out to bad and filling it back up with the good.

Do you have brown  spots of dead grass in your lawn? Are you tending to it or just trying to cover over what lies beneath. Those brown dead spots in our beautiful green lawns of life will continue to return until dealt with.

1 John 1:8-9 ~ If we say we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

AND KNOW  when you dig up and remove all the ugliness from beneath…here is a reminder of what can lay over that new soil in place of the old.

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.  Worship the Lord with gladness; come before him with joyful songs. Know that the Lord is God. It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name.  For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.

Be encouraged…take heart…you can do it…I am too

Kind Words, Kind Hearts…

I am so often telling my boys to repeat what they just said, but in a kind voice…with kinder words…

I truly feel as that though I am writing lines to a play as I try to teach kind communication them.

I also try to back off just as often and let their practice of kindness to take hold of their hearts. I desire for it to come naturally and purposefully.

Have you ever heard it said that “What comes from your mouth is whats in your heart?”

I think this is so very true, and also such a great reminder to all of us…of all ages.

It’s never too late to improve on you “kindness” vocabulary. Think before you speak and be certain what will be said will either be neccessary and uplifting, or lacking in neccesity and innapropriate. We have no right to tear others apart with our mouths.

I’ve told my children many times “Once said, words can never be taken back”.  One can apoligize for their folly, but those distructive words can hang in the air forever in the mind and heart of the offended. Once hurt, some find it difficult to look away from what words were said and might even begin to believe those harmful things about themselves.

Let our words be those that please the Lord. Words that lift the hearts of others…whom He has also created in His Image. Words are powerful and we must choose them wisely, for they are a reflection of our heart.

The Fog Is Lifting…

I’m slowing being restored, my broken pieces are being placed in their rightful place.

I have peeked through the fog, and am now passing through it.

I am ready for it to be behind me and not look back.

I’m ready for all the color of life, the dark and smudged portions of my portrait to be clear and bright.

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Although these times that try the soul are unwelcome, the thankfulness and appreciation for life it does provide. We can see past the time stealers of lesser value and focus of the true meaning of our existence.

The Lord is good and His love endures forever!