Saturday, June 24, 2017

#01 BLESSED


Just what is it we think about when we make the comment “God has really blessed me.” I know for me, what I’m really trying to convey is my contentment in where I’m at in the now of life. Each new day when I first wake up, my initial thought is, “Thank you, Lord for the black and grey I can see in this room.” Its still dark outside, and the room is not fully illuminated with color, all is in shadow and quiet, for this I am grateful. Slowly and gently my senses are allowed to be awakened to the day. Its not until I’m out of the bedroom, and the door is shut on a still sleeping husband, I’ve made it to our tiny bathroom and turn on its light that I am rewarded with the glory of color. I then think again, “God has blessed me,” content and happy in the now of God’s favor.  

As I’ve grown in the favor and wisdom of having a committed relationship with God, there have been many such witnessed blessings. I’m older now and I take none of God’s manner of blessing as trivial incidents, because they are the reality of living. God has really blessed me.

The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands.                                                                Psalm 138:8






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Wednesday, March 15, 2017

The Inner Traveler

 I am a traveler, each day when I walk, I am traveling. Even 
 though I go the same distance each day, a traveler I am. Right then and there I began to notice my surroundings and saw things I'd been missing for weeks.  There were flowers sprouting up, trees turning leafy and green. Surrounding me were the sounds of birds, and barking dogs acknowledging me, all mixed with the rhythmic swoosh of daily traffic.  











For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of our own poets have said, For we are also his offspring.

                                                                                    Acts 17:28