Today God orchestrated some happenings that I needed. It was an affirming whisper from him…
Such an intimate and sweet “I love you” from my Lord. I say intimate because He and I are the only ones who know. I say sweet because I am his daughter and he understands me.
So I end this day with a Hallelujah.
Sleep well my friends.
Camellias are blooming stout and ruffled in oh so many rosy shades of pinks!
Azalea bushes lay a thick carpet for Gulf summer heat and rain.
The golden-green sea oats weave and spin the island’s core in an endless ballet.
All the while, the Faithful Morning Glories, pink and yellow, vine along the sand like a hodgepodge of holiday lights.
The salt sits thick upon my skin and hair.
I am baptized in a wave and the horizon melts into carnival colors of pulled taffy in my Watercolor Garden.
High desert winter.
White-out blizzard coming soon.
Laura Nyro on my stereo.
She warns me of the heartache coming on.
Wood burning stove keeps me warm.
Laura’s voice does the rest.
We got the blues and got it bad.
Wrapped in my Navaho blanket
Still shivering to my soul.
Sitting on the Henry Bridge watching the river run.
A little boy is skipping river rocks beneath the glitter of the Sun.
Autumn breezes gold and ruby red decorate the beaver’s dam.
A little girl hold her baby doll making sweet life plans.
We belong to the day free to be living in a symphony.
Walking of of the night no more darkness to see.
We belong to the day.
No sorrow left to see.
We belong to the day.
The end of the day, that hour where the Sun keeps her promise of love
Before the day is done, I love to sit quietly with you.
The crickets start their humming song and the dusk is full of the coos of a dove.
These sweet sights and sounds are the day saying goodbye as night ensues.
I am reminded that the designer of these miracles is You.
I am reminded that you want to be my one and only.
Your Faithfulness is shown by your Mercy that you are Worthy
To hold this day and all my days in your arms.
indigo blue velvet, a deeper love
blue-grey eyes, a storm at sea
white diamond stars pierce the sky
blood red heart, beating in me
midnight black, dreams stir the dark
old clock chiming for what will be
body warmth, a baby’s breath away
coral sunrise, a new day flies free
Photo by Mareefe
she is comfortable with her smile. Her smile doesn’t mask the great pain that undoubtedly lay in her life; it embraces it…and in that embracing, the oil of Joy pours out like a healing balm…
for true Joy is not a feeling nor is it an emotion. True Joy is seeded in Truth. Truth about how the story began and how it will end…”every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is LORD.”
Photo by Victor Freitas
She took her love to walk awhile beneath a crescent moon
While they gazed upon the quicksilver in the stars
She told him she had lost her way among the sandy dunes
But the tide had brought her back again from somewhere very far
She took her love to sail awhile upon the indigo night sea
While they caressed the salty thick spray upon their faces
She told him she had found her way among the sand and sea
And that God had made her his own among these ocean places
…all civilizations, and ages both on earth and heaven hinges on them
…they profoundly transform those who hear, say, and believe them
…they annihilate shame, guilt, burden, loneliness,depression, and death
…they provide supernatural joy, freedom, and hope
…they expose and destroy all lies, suffering, and evil
…they hold all the mysteries of creation, time, and purpose
…they drag “lies” kicking and screaming into the light and banish darkness
…they wreak havoc on all evil authority and authenticity
…they redefine success and sincerity and sacrifice
…they are immediately understood and leave their mark when spoken
…they hold in their meaning all beginnings and endings
Three words…
“He is Risen”
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I am passionate about the following: my relationship with Jesus Christ, my marriage and family, friends, my nursing career, and last but not least my writing and other arts.
It is the world of the internet and social media that has prompted me to examine the reports from the creators of Facebook and other mediums in regards to the human need to be heard and apparently ” liked. ” These young men and women stated they they knew when they designed facebook, twitter, etc., they would be tapping into the actual chemical function of the human brain. There is an effect on our brains when we get likes on any media, selfies, blogs like this, twitter, instagram, and on it goes. I do not believe wanting to be liked is something to be ashamed of. It is in fact the core element in our being that connects us to God and others. However true self worth comes from our identity in Christ if we are his followers. This longing to be accepted wains as one ages so now days I am not so bothered by likes or dislikes…
To be validated about something I am passionate about, a gift or talent that I long to share is not wrong but I can see many have been manipulated by these companies which can be easily observed by the crazy things people will do to get “like”.
Here is how I know if what I am doing is going down an ego rabbit hole. The Bible teaches us that the things from above, in other words Godly goodness is easy to recognize. Godly wisdom, Godly gifts and “likes” are first pure (no other motive), peaceful, gentle, reasonable, full or mercy and good fruit, impartial, and sincere. James 3:17
