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To Be Of A Christian Heart

In Bucharest, Romania.

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

Be Encouraged

What does it mean to be encouraged, and when do we get it?

Why is it important, and who are those that offer it?

“IT” is all here, in this blog.

You determine which path to take because the how to be encouraged rests inside one’s personal intent to be so.  Our intentions are birthed in our will.  These thoughts have soaked in my tears for many years  They are now presented as if on the platter I searched to find by observing and absorbing.

An Angel delivering the holiest of gifts designed to bring comfort on a perfectly sized pillow. I purchased it from an astrologer, Bethea.

To be encouraged is to feel lifted in the direction of dreams and visions intended to benefit one and all.  The humble person bears great humility so its fruit takes time to ripen.

Life is in the presence of spirit.  Given the free will to act as we choose, regardless of circumstances, ultimately leads us to a new place.  That place is always at the moment we call now.

As most of you may have already heard “the present is the present.”  ( This is why I love the English language!)

Is one’s Spirit, the Soul, aware of conscious or unconscious acts?  Does the soul give a life to live while one’s heart and mind determine the route to take and to learn and teach to fulfill by one, or more of the myriad of possible purposes?  I am suggesting mean spirited purposes are sadly present.  Humans are not perfect.

How can we find the ultimate good reserved for each one of us to achieve?  What happens when we falter?

To seek our God’s wisdom is the way to the truth and the light; however, the choices in the Garden of the Universe encourage us to navigate, and we do.  We are free to choose our way of being in the presence of any circumstance.  I think it is known as the attitude we carry.  We arrive at knowing moment by moment according  to choices made with attitude at hand.  Hand in hand they direct the route we choose to navigate. Keep Reading

Spring Into Spring

There is quiet excitement at the start of each journey.  The year springs forward on the day assigned to be the first day.  In East Texas the Azaleas have sprung from their winter’s coat; their festive adornment stirs the breeze to fan  them.  Soon Easter will beckon us to revere the resurrection of Jesus Christ.  The nonbeliever has yet to willfully search to find the treasure of our everlasting lives.  Despite the denial, spring promises a new beginning.

“Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love for I put my trust in you.” _ 1 Peter 5:6-7

This is a good day to tidy up the paper work.  On my Vision Board, I have a large white painted room surrounded by book shelves just shoulder high with windows above them every few feet to let in the light of the moon, stars and sunbeams.  There is a glass door that leads to a landing with comfortable chairs coupled with round tables all overlooking a body of water somewhere, God knows best.

His flame is eternal in the hearts of the faithful.

With paper clips in a bowl, waiting to do its work, I sip from the cup that blessed me this morning:

“Hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out His love into our hearts.” _ Romans 5:5

What will you spring forward to accomplish today?  I wish you in prayer a star shine every day…

The Trust Perk

On a blustery, cold afternoon, the night comforter appeared as if brought by the wind to take away the light of day.  The tea kettle was on, and my son stoked the fire totally ready to sit for a supper of onion chicken soup.

We stared at the image and wondered, is it a frog ?  Maybe two?  An obstructed owl or a crab?  The heart spoke out to me.  It was a moment to be captured in a photograph.

The trust perk is in knowing that we can sweep the worries out the door and mop it off the floor.  Worries leave a dusty trace unkind to any luster.  The storms in life are like that.

If the following verse were to be read out loud, one would know the plea so plainly ladened with love, hope, faith, and trust.  All in one breadth, it is an answer to prayer.

” Do not worry about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.  And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.” __Philippians 4:6-7

In prayer trust is secured through our filters, by our guideposts.  We choose them as we go through life.  We speak to God, our Father.  We trust His Son, Jesus.   The perk is to be free of worries. Keep Reading

The Green In Us

Are we not seeds?  “Me thinks we are”…

Then why do we battle?  Are we harvested to quarrel?  “No, me thinks not.”

Can we agree there is a green in us?  “Me thinks that is brilliantly so.”

The green in us needs to be taught, and when better than on St. Patrick’s Day ?  He was born in England and taken by the invading Irish as a slave.  He was just sixteen.  Could we have survived it?  For six years he lived mostly outdoors as a shepherd; he was sorely underfed, ill-clothed, mistreated to despair yet the gold in him sparked.  He turned to the God he had previously scoffed.  The story is filled with nuances too dear to ignore.  Even though it was known to the Romans that Ireland had no snakes centuries before, St. Patrick is said to have been the one to run them off the island.  His prayers were answered as he escaped, and returned to Britain.  He then studied in France for the priesthood, and later had a dream that led him back to Ireland.  How many of us take heed of our dreams?  He converted the Irish to Christianity.  Thus, metaphorically, he is said to have rid Ireland of snakes…. Keep Reading

You Are a Star

How would I know?  Have you looked at the sky at night to see the miracle of sparkling  stars?  Near and far and some like dots still giving a light.  The sky can be seen all around the world; the stars shine just as bright.  They mesmerize the eyes to deliver the heart a silent note of comfort sparkling like diamonds.  In our immediate world, we can look up and recognize the shapes if we were to connect them as dot to dots.  I wish we could travel around the globe to capture the stars from as many points as possible.

“The sky can never have too many stars; there is room for everyone to shine, including you.”_ NIN

The truth is the sky can never have too many stars.  The world can never have too many sparkling souls.  They are the ones whose dignity rises to shine.  You are a star.  The light within you yearns to light the way.  Circumstances differ for each unique soul to fulfill a best possible purpose.  Along the way many good deeds are done and none is ever too small.  No good deed is ever overlooked as that is when the beam of light shines brightest.  Humbly accept your lot of being star shine daily.  There is an immense need that only you can fulfill.

To recognize it in ourselves, we often look and see the light in others.  It means we see more clearly.  Lights merge.  It is the light within that seeks to merge with the light of others.  It is when we recognize the sparkle of each soul that our spiritual energy beams a welcoming strength of calm.  Anyone in that state of being sees the light’s potential.  Even though these words may challenge the reality we live in, they are the words I have to offer as a means of inviting all to give each star a chance to shine, including yours.  It should be of no discomfort to discover its yearning to be bright, brighter, and even brightest. Keep Reading

Knot Doll: My Story

This is my story of how I set out to give birth to the knot doll.

(K)not all wounds are so obvious….Walk gently in the lives of others…

My Symptoms were my normal–the ankle twists,rare loss of balance followed by falls, the awareness of the effort needed to get all that was explained in a conversation,the dizziness unveiling upcoming weather changes, the ache behind my eyes, the waking tired, the sadness, and the one time complete paralysis for a few minutes.  I was single and alone and don’t know for certain how long it lasted.  I made my way to the telephone to call in sick.  I could not join the car pool.  My classrooms would never know.  I kept the incident a super secret.

I walked into a door and gave myself a black eye.  I wore sunglasses to class and they conjured up a plan to wear theirs the next day.  We were in Hollywood back in the woods of Maplewood High School in Guys Mills, Pennsylvania.  I had run into a pole when I was in High School a few years before and managed to break my nose.  Such klutzy incidents may have been clues.

An only child learns how to manage certain crisis unattended.  I thank God my parents modeled praying before and after meals, crossing themselves upon leaving and arriving anywhere, and when passing a place of worship.  Though I would try to dismiss their habits, I noticed years later, I asked out loud sometimes “God help me”.   He did and has, and I still ask.

That is my story.  My Symptoms were there all along for decades.  Five years ago, after a strange fall caused by a twist of an ankle and loss of balance, the egg sized lump on my head grew large and was painful.   From the CT scan to the MRI, a lot was supposed to have been wrong with me–from mini strokes to multiple brain tumors.  I observed the conversations unattached.  I absorbed the unfolding of opinions as if shopping for necessary items to line a cupboard of life going forward.  At last the diagnosis was MS.  I didn’t understand much about it, and decided I could learn more on my own time and speed.

I realized immediately I did not need the two bladder surgeries that were atrocious.  It is amazing how one can survive unnecessary glitches.  Again, I was thankful to my long departed parents for reassuring me and others to lean on prayer.  I did and do.  Being centered quietly in prayer kept me calm through times of stress and disillusionment. Keep Reading

Forgiveness Hand in Hand with Love

“Forgiveness is the fragrance

the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it. ” _Mark Twain

How did this quote become an old friend’s favorite?  Sometimes a quote

speaks to a wound.  The salve borders on the divine because to for-give

is what we need to yield  in order to avoid collision in our hearts.

The Course in Miracles states “Forgiveness is the key to happiness.”

With these two quotes in mind, one may actually step into those comfortable shoes to avoid blisters and the discomfort thereafter.  This reminds me of the benefit of using Vaseline on the feet before sliding them into socks and sneakers.  It is a way of avoiding blisters.

The heart too can be worn down.  The Vaseline prevention of blisters to the feet can be equated to the thoughts that empower to appease irresponsible blows that literally cause damage. Keep Reading

Marijuana?

“What lies behind us and what lies before us, are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” _Ralph Waldo Emerson

What difference would this quote have made had we read it and discussed early on in our lives?  Maybe this is an example of something that requires us to have a past.  Maybe this quote inflates the present to encourage being better in the future.

I think the present moment is the gift for being aware, for recognizing, for absorbing all that can enhance our physical, emotional, and spiritual survival.  There is no prison greater than losing control of one’s own mind.

Marijuana generates an initial sense of fear in many at the onset of using it.  That red flag is the warning.  Marijuana activates the sense of sight to see colors brighter.  That certainly must affect the nerves of the eyes.  The brain’s receptors relax.  That sense of ease causes laughter and a high that stimulates a sense of being more in touch with self.  There is more than I can say because I cannot relate to giving up my power of thinking.  In other words, I refused to smoke joints.

Marijuana triggers dangerous side effects, including the dopiness preserved to describe the users.  Why would anyone choose to join such a group?  I find it offensive to be in the company of people talking gibberish.  How could anyone choose to spend money like that even before knowing how to take care of themselves and other humans?  It is our responsibility to learn how to survive. Keep Reading

In My Heart

In my heart (and yours too) abides a longing for the ultimate good.  It was in the quiet afternoons when I could get away from the ever present mundane tasks, that I dared to retreat with a quote in honor of the day, for the sake of marking it as important, and mostly because its outpour could not last in my pocket.  My heart needed to live in acrylics, had to express in paint the gratitude for the time, place, and peace born within the compounds of the words.  That’s how the gates sobered the peace beyond my understanding.

Somehow the signs continued miraculously appear…  A visit inspired activity blossomed in the heart of a pineapple for me to share…

 

“i carry your heart with me ( carry it in my heart)….

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

( here is the rotor the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of a tree called life:which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart ( i carry it in my heart)

__e.e. cummings

 

It was a time to come home for healing and Daniel, the oldest of four, came to harvest a pineapple from our garden.  Sometimes words fail us to have a salve to a problem, and that’s when doing the right possible thing leaves us refreshed…

To grow a pineapple, all one needs to do is slice the crown and place it in water for a few days to see the roots evolving.  Then it’s about putting it in ground and watering it to give it hope to thrive, just like humans…  The length of time may surprise you…  So much depends upon the weather…  and the sun does make a difference…  Maybe that’s where the warmth sweetens the juice.  They say the smaller ones are sweeter.  I seldom had one that wasn’t and some were even bigger.  Go figure.

 

 Daniel had called to say he was coming and I remembered him saying he was standing by the edge of a river near Hailley, Idaho.  In Sun Valley is where he first set his heart to learn the practice of being an adult.  What ?  I’m still working at it !
We unfold chapter by chapter…

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