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Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me...

This is not a pearl.   You may want to skip this entry.

Today, I finally gave in and slid into the pit that has slowly been sucking the life out of me.   I would have shut out the world today, but two little boys have insisted that I hold it together and entertain them…and I’m thankful that they are here.

But I’m so discouraged.   Depressed.  

I don’t usually share these feelings, but I thought I’d put my words into cyber space, because I just wanted to be able to say, “No, I’m not OK.”   Instead of the standard answers I give, “I can’t complain.”  “I’m doing fine.”   “I’m well.”   I’m not.

I’m weary.  Tired of being me.   

I hope tomorrow will be better.

 We are His, and He protects what belongs to Him with a jealous love.

We fear because we do not yet understand that He lives within our heart, and He is just that close in times of trouble…inside our hearts!   He hears every prayer.   He does not want us to fear tomorrow, because tomorrow is always in His hand.    Nor should we fear the night, because He sees us through the darkness just as he sees us in the light of day.   He is, after all, light.   

Don’t look to the left or to the right…but keep your eyes on the Master, for He will give you rest.

When I'm Listening...

When I’m Listening

When I stand in reverent wonder,

Atop mountains on an autumn day,

Though it’s not a voice like rolling thunder

Still I hear what my Redeemer has to say.

I close my eyes to better hear it,

This gentle rustling of the autumn leaves

A warm, sweet whisper joining my spirit,

A sound like the wind blowing through the trees.

Embraced in hues of gold and red

Surrounded by His grace

My heart listens carefully to what is said,

As the gentle breeze caresses my face.

Vibrant leaves catch the wind

Floating about in majestic glory

His voice tenderly blankets me like a flawless friend,

Whose love is an unending story.

His whisper tells of how He planned for me

Before words of creation were spoken

Even when time was still yet to be,

His plans would not be broken.

His promise is full of hope and love

And shines like the dew drops glistening

His voice spans the air as the wings of a dove

And speaks to me when I’m listening.

 

 

Every so often, I come across something that starts poetry swirling in my head.   A few days ago, I came across an entry on Sandy’s blog that caused such a reaction.   I tried to make a comment, but everything sounded so poetic, I decided I’d just write the poem.   Her question was, “How does God speak to you?”   And He does speak.   She also posted a video, which I have shared below.   If you enjoy reading blogs, Sandy’s is worth a visit.

The photography is from the Great Smoky Mountains (2006).

This video is amazing.    

Be sure to watch it all the way through.

Murmuration from Sophie Windsor Clive on Vimeo.

From the Bloggy Silence Comes a New Post!

I interrupt this "moment of blog silence" to post a non-inspirational blog all about me!    I went on vacation, and if you haven't checked out my pictures yet (and would like to) pop over to My Musings and see a sampling of the color we had in Gatlinburg, TN and Bryson City, NC. 

You may or may not have noticed the ticker on the left of my screen.   It's my weight loss record.   Sixteen pounds for the month of October, days which included my vacation, and my vacation included lots of eating and a chocolate fountain.   That's right...that's what I said C.H.O.C.O.L.A.T.E fountain!   I dipped a sundry of sweets into the fountain and have lusted over it ever since.   I also rediscovered breakfast pizza.

I started October 3 using Sparkpeople, which is  a great tool, but freedom does not include counting every calorie that goes into my mouth, nor dwelling on what to eat, what not to eat, when to eat....etc.!  for the last few weeks, I have walked in freedom.   I am deeply thankful to my Lord Jesus.

The Joy of The Lord

I put my trust in You

It’s You only whom I choose

Looking only to You

No one loves me like You do.

Ah, the pure goodness of our Lord!  Many are mercies of forgiveness that He bestows upon us; they are countless and unending!   His great and awesome love astounds a human mind, and the joy of His love is our strength. 

Trust Him, dwell in His strength, live in His love, and He will rain down freedoms untold.   

 

 Opryland Hotel, Nashville

His Majestic Throne

There is only one true God;

Majesty cloaks His throne.

The blood of Jesus flows from that majestic throne

to break the chains and loosen the bonds of His children.   

One day, we will all stand before that throne, 

but through our obedience, before that day, 

we can lay our chains at the feet of our savior.  

Great freedoms await us if we diligently seek His face, 

for only in His name shall the chains of bondage drop.

Opryland Hotel, Nashville, TN