Within us all a small voice makes giant strides in every decision of our lives. That inner voice seems to be a guiding light which appears with our unknowing until the knowing of it takes a stand. We call it many names. We acknowledge it as our gut feeling or a precise rational opinion that even if marred, we hold to be our own and rightful pace. As humans, we mess up, and I think mostly unknowingly.
We are plagued with concerns weaved in desires, needs, and cultural leanings. To be comfortable seems to be natural. To have a wishful desire fulfilled seems delightful. To be surrounded by the security of like mindedness seems like a no brainer for peace of mind. Yet, despite the leveling of the three, a missing continues and we are pressed with fears.
I think about these matters and have sought to read the writings of others for the comfort of understanding to be free of the plague of concerns. Keep Reading
Near a scarred place, close to the heart of the wound, appears a golden butterfly. The very place that nudges a friend to see, the elbow with all its strength, rests with the gentle feet of the gold in a golden demonstration of love.
That is the way God speaks to us though we flutter from weed to flower and poise beautifully when noticed even taken for granted. We know that nagging feeling yet we do it to God. It is worse when the actions of others simply break our hearts.
What does it take to break another’s heart? Is ours more fragile than theirs? Can we ever recover from the severity of the despair felt when the ache is deeper than any well can hold the sacred water intended to cleanse, heal, and nourish?
The truth is emotions can be likened to the perfume bottles displayed behind glass counters. They hold a scent encased in various shapes and colors. The attraction to one over another is personal, and less is always more in close quarters.
If there was a light that could shine but love in every soul, we who love deeply, would shine it on the world for all to take a glimpse and perhaps take a chance to follow its lead.
As heartbroken as we have all been for hurts known completely by our Lord Jesus Christ, I thank God for the respite in the words so aptly spoken in the Prayer to Our Father. I thank God for the Jesus Prayer that has sustained me when no one could.
In Psalm 147:3, the anonymous psalmist proclaims:
__He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
I wish you trust.
Thank you dearest Stela for the photographs from Romania.
The love Barbara Pierce Bush lived to be is the blessing her family experienced.
When a man loves a woman as George Herbert Walker Bush loved his wife, she could but bloom to be all that she was for the whole family…and remains for them and as our 41st First Lady of the United Staes of America.
There is no greater gift our former 41st President could have given their six children: George Walker Bush, our 43rd President, Pauline Robinson “Robin” Bush, John Ellis “Jeb” Bush Sr., Neil Mallon Bush, Marvin Pierce Bush, and Dorothy Walker “Doro” Bush Koch. The greatest gift any parent can give their children is to love one another. The second one is the one our former First Lady captured in a quote:
” To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.”_ Barbara BushKeep Reading
Quite frankly, I don’t know that any of us is equipped to deal with all that befalls us when mean spirited people aim to devour with a “splash for attention”. I am talking about the storm that has no mercy, that is bent on destroying, that rips trees, breaks windows, and inundates the streets causing accidents, and the perfect opportunity for some to sit at home cozy with families while others break into places to create even more havoc. The hail dents. The wind bends and once the snow freezes, the scene leaves us stunned, observant, and yearning for spring.
Evil is destructive and none of us can ever imagine how bad it can be. I am not really talking about a freezing snow storm expected in Northern climates. I am talking about people who disregard the seriousness and importance of being decent, of being discreet, of being better rather than worse.
I hope the letter I wrote our First Lady Melania is delivered and received. I hope she has honest people around her who will look out for her well being without hidden microphones to poke fun at her accent, or to report something no one outside of her inner circle ought to hear.
May her love be greater than the hatefulness in flame in the mainstream media.
I believe we can thrive to do what is absolutely possible in the name of God for humans to live in peace.
The challenge is to individually wish to seek the light within to serve all to create a better world.
In this great United States of America, many strive for high ideals and have created a comfortable way of life that may be at risk of defaulting due to the liberal wave of corruptive force manipulating the uneducated with freebies that will cost people’s freedom. In the long run, these soldiers of the left may well cause problems some will say were unforeseeable.
The red flags are up. The mainstream media is doing a great disservice to the populace that still believes their twisted accusations. It is fed by those who are basically uneducated or being paid handsomely to avert the attention of the progress being made in our nation’s capital. Mr. Trump is being bashed unfairly, and the disruptors have no moral guidance, no regard for boundaries. Their aim is dissolute making changes to benefit all Americans as self-reliant individuals as opposed to living under a nanny state. Keep Reading
Have you invited someone for a visit? When we prepare for company, we yield to all that can be set as pleasantly as possible. It takes planning and doing.
To yield or not yield to proceeding need at least a mental preparation for going ahead. It is an open invitation of sorts to go ahead.
Our driving laws protect us from accidents and we observe YIELD signs with caution. I think it serves to know that caution is a mindful choice that serves us well.
“All men make mistakes, but a good man yields when he knows his course is wrong, and repairs the evil. The only crime is pride.” _Sophocles, Antigone
I am serving this quote with an invitation to all video game producers. How about reading the play and introducing its drake to be used a learning tool?
The saddest drama of unfolding events has to do with a ruler who abides by the laws of his country despite warnings of his wrongdoing. He cannot forgive a citizen even though his own son, and refuses to allow a proper burial. Two sisters are n the play, and Antigone is the one who fulfills the rightful rite for her brother’s death in order that his soul be safe. I am more or less telling the story from the little I know.
In the end, the king, Creon, who defies all pleas, loses his family, including his wife who commits suicide in learning of her son’s death. The grim story has nuggets of wisdom.
It is only through punishment the unyielding will acquire wisdom. The dramas of life are seen in a tapestry of tightly woven threads. All of these stories serve a banquet of subjects to be discussed as a means of exercising the mind to be attuned in resolving real problems in daily lives.
The cycle of life is like the one described of the oak tree. The beauty is in the understanding the laws of our loving Creator’s heart. We receive and we give. Keep Reading
There are so many Christian denominations, it may be difficult to count or name them.
At the heart of all the Christian Churches, is the reverence, and love of God, His Son, our Lord Jesus Christ, and an undeniable faith undoubtably blessed by the Holy Spirit.
However, the first Christian Church, The Easter Orthodox Church, is the ancient one from which the Catholics broke in 1054.
The Lutherans broke from the Catholic in 1522, The Anglican Church of England was founded by King Henry the VIII in 1534, the Congregational Church was founded by Robert Brown in Holland in 1582, and 1606, the Baptist Church was Founded in Amsterdam by John Smith, the Dutch Reformed Church was founded in New York by Michelis Jones, the Protestant Episcopal Church was an offshoot of the Church of England, founded by Samuel Seabury, in the American Colonies in the 18th Century, John and Charles Wesley founded the Methodist Church in England in 1774. and that same year , in London, Theophilus Lindley, founded the Unitarian Church, and the Latter Day Saints, The Mormon Church, was founded by Joseph Smith in 1829. In 18888, the Salvation Army was founded by William Booth in London.
In the Protestant tradition, hundreds of other religions have started in the last 100 years: Church of the Nazarenth, Pentecostal Church, Holiness Church, Assemblies of God, and many Bible and Evangelical and non-denominational Churches, as well as Jehovah’s Witnesses.
The Bible has served to bring the word of God. All of these Churches worship differently yet they unite in our Lord. I have been to most and know the good intended for all through the teachings of Jesus. I love so many hymns… Keep Reading
I think I have always thought all of us all over the world were and are worthy of God’s kingdom through our free will to choose good over evil. We don’t always know but once seeking to be aware we find ourselves at a new entrance.
There is no question about right and wrong, good or evil.
When we choose to analyze thoughts we have, we know the truth. We can be tripped by the devil to sin, to make mistakes certainly by taking risky chances. We falter and we understand how others do because we have too. We forgive and overlook for a whole lot of reasons. Sometimes we don’t. Human nature is like that.
Yet, our hearts’ arms spread up toward the sun’s rays, and we begin to bloom from inside. That blossom is the one receiving the blessings ready to pass them on to others.
I have heard questions regarding people’s worth and understand the jewel in being worthy, being noble, having the merit. Outstanding humans all over the world without a line to acclaim their worthiness, model noble lives as if already in God’s Holy Kingdom. Keep Reading
I can remember lively moments. Those times linger like fluttering butterflies; they show up in spring like fireflies. There is absolutely nothing that can compare to a child’s vivacity in the face of delightfulness. If we could fill our hearts with their joy, I think we would literally float…
Today was an enormously weighty day for me and the word vivacious took me to boxes of photos to find and share the best of smiles. I cannot get my phone to send the pictures to my computer as I have been doing. Suspicion has raised my eyebrows to consider the state of our reality in America. Maybe since I stepped forth being a total Christian Conservative, as a dear friend suggested, my postings will be shuffled, and somehow made to go to the back of the line.
I’m not sure and at this point it doesn’t matter.
I know that all who are meant to read these thoughts will, and none other, So, I rest “vivaciously” to recommend a great book for anyone having that secret dream waiting to be made into a reality.
There’s Always Time for Greatness Who did what from ages 1-100 by Andrew Postman appeared as a sole bloom in spring. The great news about it is that we have the thumbprint of our greatness stamped in our hearts, and to get the confidence up, we must be on fertile ground somewhere and certainly surrounded by encouragement.
” All the forces in the world are not as powerful as an idea whose time has come.” _Victor Hugo
I think the time has come. The idea came to me in the best prayer we can say: “Thy will be done.” Keep Reading