Change can be good

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What if we could look at things differently sometimes?

We are all on that carousel of life going round’ and round’, involved in so many different things.

What if we could stop it and step off and take a good open-minded look at some of our situations?  We’re great about observing other homes and lives and making what we think are wonderful, albeit sometimes critical observations.  What if we looked at ours from that same point of view?

Take a deep breath and look at your home, your family, your job.  Look from the outside instead of from where you are.  What are the things that are working?  What isn’t?  Could any changes be made for the better?

I find that the more time I make for prayer and reflection, to slow down, find a quiet place and think, the more likely I am to recognize or realize problems, to see the areas I need to work on, to allow my Creator to whisper solutions to me.

We have to be able to admit it when things need to change, that we aren’t always right and that we don’t always have the answers.  This is the hardest part for me, the surrender.  I have to surrender all of my earth-bound dreams and desires and goals and ambitions to the lover of my soul, the One who knows the best route for me, the One whose plans are perfect.

Sometimes I feel like a stubborn, know-it-all child who doesn’t want parental intervention.  Surely, God sees me that way at times.  As my walk progresses and my faith is strengthened, I find it easier to “let go and let God”.  I’m finding that when I do this, this life is a glorious one to live.

Daily Prompt: It is a Truth

Today’s Daily Prompt

Take the first sentence from your favorite book and make it the first sentence of your post.

IT is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife. (Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice)

pride and prejudiceThis quote is from one of my all-time favorite books and authors.  I love a book that escorts me back to much simpler times.  Yes, there were some strange societal rules and it would appear odd to most American women that the primary goal of the Bennet mother and daughters was marriage and the wealthier, the better.  However, to the delight of the reader, you were exposed to the entire love-package as well in Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy.

Personally, I think the goal of marriage and motherhood a very worthy one (even if that is the primary goal).  Yes, I just said that and perhaps you would call me old fashioned.  I consider myself very blessed to have been married for a very long time and have two beautiful daughters, one of whom is now a mother herself.  I also work full-time, but my jobs as wife, mother and even domestic engineer are the most important ones to me and also the ones I’ve found to be most fulfilling.

My highest calling in this life has been to my family; to love and nurture them to the best of my ability with God’s grace and guidance.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Resolved – No Looking Back

My precious granddaughter Ayda

My precious granddaughter, Ayda

I don’t really make resolutions as I believe every single day is a new day, filled with grace and opportunity.  However, one thing I want to remember this year is to stop looking back at what could have been or might have been or how I could have done something different and press forward toward all that I am called to be.  So, I guess the resolution would be “no looking back”.  I want to put my efforts into the future and not waste strength and energy on the past.

Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.  Philippians 3:13

Daily Prompt: Un/Faithful

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The Daily prompt was “Tell us about the role that faith plays in your life — or doesn’t.

I can say without a moments hesitation and with complete assurance that my faith is my everything!  It’s who I am, how I love and live and exist.

My life is based on and around what I believe about how God knew me while in my mother’s womb and how even then, there was a plan for my life.  There was already a purpose and it’s my desire to live that out to the fullest.  This purpose is what motivates me, compels me to move forward, and learn more about what that will of God is for me.  Each and every one of us is precious to God and He has a plan for all.

If not for my faith in God, in the belief that His Son, my Savior, died on a cross to redeem us all, I would not have the hope, joy, peace and love that resides within.  I’m deeply grateful for that love, that peace that surpasses my understanding.

Daily Prompt: Immortalized in Stone

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Today’s challenge from “The Daily Post” reminds me of the scriptures in the bible about the potter and the clay.

The question was:  Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing or event from the last year of your life. What’s the statue of and what makes it so significant?

The sculptor in my life would be God and the carving would be me.  My hopes would be the following scenario.  My expression would be one of awe and reverence.  My position would be a yielded and submissive one.  My heart would be visible for all to see and somehow carved to show an openness, a place to give and receive love.

My hands would be shown as doing and my feet also in motion, on their way to help.  There would be stages shown in this carving as I change and grow.  There would always be room for improvement.  It would somehow express the spiritual side of me because the physical isn’t what is important.  If the carving were just to depict this past year, it would look the same as many prior years; there would be growth and change and failure and successes; all moving me towards the final me that God created me to be.

I am very thankful for this “prompt” today because it has caused me to think and reflect and meditate on this past year.  I’m grateful for the positive growth in my life and the wisdom that comes with age.

Wrapping up the 25th of December

Merry Christmas!

For most families, by this time on December 25th, there isn’t anything left under your tree, unless it’s that straggler present for someone who didn’t show up.  Your outdoor trash can is full of boxes and wrappings and the bags and bows that got through the unwrapping chaos unscathed, you have stashed to use again next year.

The kitchen is clean and all the leftovers have either been shipped home with family and friends or they are nestled tightly against each other in a refrigerator full of them.  If you are like my family, you won’t have to cook for at least a couple of days, but you will end up doing it anyway because you will be tired of turkey.

Most likely you are full and lazing around on the couch wishing you wouldn’t have had seconds (or thirds), or that piece of pumpkin pie.  Some of us are sitting around chatting, reminiscing, and making more plans to get together more often.  For others, a long drive home looms ahead.

Hopefully wherever you are and whatever you are doing you are in possession of some new, warm happy memories.  We need to remember if we got only one gift or have a full belly tonight, we are more fortunate than a large percentage of the world.  Count your blessings; don’t go to bed mad, lavish forgiveness and mercy, and love, love, love.    Peace and Blessings!

Christmas treats

Christmas treats

A little thought before the words might do wonders

“I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.”
Emily Dickinson

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In my morning devotions, I was reading in the book of James about the tongue and how difficult it is to bridle, how it’s so small, yet can set a forest to blaze, so to speak.  Since I try to not only read, but meditate on these truths, I started pondering some daily scenarios regarding our speech.  Our words really are so powerful and the minute they leave our mouths, can set forth producing good or evil.

Think about your morning.  If you were kind, encouraging, kissed your spouse or children goodbye covering them with words of love and blessing, you set the course for a good day.  On the other hand, if you grumbled and complained, argued or belittled, and didn’t bother to say goodbyes because you were just being stubborn (or whatever the case may be), the day started on a sour note. I remember back in the days when I actually had to take a child to school and they would get out of the car angry with me, I would always say, “I love you” anyway, whether they responded or not.  I wanted them to know my love was unconditional. I’m very blessed that my husband will not leave in the morning without kisses, hugs and “I love you”.

I’m not saying any of this is easy; we all have our bad days, the mornings when we wish the house was quiet and we could drink our coffee all by ourselves.  Maybe you don’t feel well (which I’ve struggled with the past few mornings), or you couldn’t sleep or you have worries that are plaguing your heart.  However, the first step to making things better is realizing there is a problem.  Maybe we can all reflect on our words this morning and set out to produce change.

We can look at Facebook posts and see how people set the tone for their day and those around them by their words.  We can be positive and try to say something useful, or we can offer negativity, hatefulness and bitterness.  I cringe when I read some of the posts because I know the power that words have to bless and heal, but also to hurt and destroy.  I love the saying of Thumper in the Disney movie, Bambi; “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say nuthin at all”.  My kids heard that over and over again growing up.

I also believe that if we sit and listen to the gossip and ill-will that is spoken against others, we become partakers.  People might stop talking so much trash if we simply refused to listen to it.  Let’s think about our words before they pour forth from our mouths.  Are they daggers or arrows, headed off our tongues to offend or hurt?  Or are they more like honey?  Do they soothe and comfort, bringing happiness and peace?

Blessings on this beautiful Friday morning!

Let love abound

Some of my Christmas ornaments

Some of my Christmas ornaments

I’m not sure why I always look forward to Christmas so much, but I do.  As the calendar rolls forward and the day draws closer, I want to put time on hold and continue to bask in the season.  I love the decorations, the scent of sumptuous feasts cooking, the Christmas plays featuring children, the get-togethers, the gift giving and the way that people tend to come together and lend a hand to one another.

I know there are many out there who don’t share my opinion of Christmas.  There are those who are grieving because they are missing someone, those who are hungry and can’t pay their bills, much less think about gifts, some are filled with bitterness and can’t find it in their hearts to celebrate much of anything.  Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could collectively reach out and hug them all, somehow make the season brighter for them?  That’s not possible, but we can do something, even if it’s something small.  It’s up to each and everyone of us to find out what that is; how we can help.

For me, Christmas has always been about the birth of our Savior and all that this event represents; the love, joy, hope and peace that seems to be shared more greatly among all during this season.  We tend to be more generous, show more compassion and make more time for one another.

I pray that this won’t change just because the season passes.  I pray that goodwill not only continues to abound, but that it increases,  that we will persist in our efforts to “pay it forward” and that our lives will manifest love, patience, mercy, and grace.

Sissy, I love you to the moon and back!

My sis and I

My sis and I

This post will be dedicated to my younger sister, Deanna, who will be a year younger than me tomorrow.

My sister has been my biggest fan from day one.  As soon as she was able to walk and talk she also deemed herself my protector.  The sad thing about this is that I didn’t have sense enough to appreciate it until we were older.  I saw her love, adoration and desire to protect me as an intrusion for many years.  As mom was sewing matching dresses, I was striving to be different and separate, having little recognition of the little redheaded treasure I had by my side.  Without getting too personal, can I say that I failed so many times?   That instead of showing appreciation, companionship and love, I often took the low road and belittled her.  Maybe I am being too personal, but it’s the truth and I think it happens all too often.  Maybe if I share my regret, someone will read and apologize to their sibling or refrain from demeaning them to begin with.

We’ve always been close, but I had created a distance in those early years, that had to be righted.  I’m extremely grateful to be able to say that my sister forgave me for all of my evil ways.  There is nothing broken between us anymore, hasn’t been for years, no hovering darkness, and I praise God for that!  But, I can’t help regret the situations that I could have handled much differently.

If I could give her the birthday gift of my choice, I would take back every unkind word or look that I ever said or gave.  She never deserved anything less than my undying love and support.  My sister isn’t just a wonderful sister, she is a great friend to anyone and everyone who has ever had the privilege of knowing her.  She has this God-given ability to make you feel like the most important person in the world and she has mastered the gift of putting others first.  She is strikingly beautiful inside and out and talented in too many areas to mention.  She is a gift to our family and our community, bringing hope, inspiration, laughter and love to all.  I am so blessed to have the most amazing sister that God ever created and I just want the world to know that I love her so much!

This Christmas season, if you have any words you’ve left unsaid or apologies that need to be given, give yourself the gift of delivering them as soon as you possibly can.  You won’t regret it.

HAPPY, Happy Birthday, Dee –  I love you!

Can you really hear me?

English: Noblemen conversing.

English: Noblemen conversing. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A Chinese proverb says, ““To listen well, is as powerful a means of influence as to talk well, and is as essential to all true conversation”.

Why is it then, that when someone needs to talk to us, we automatically assume we have to have an immediate response to everything they say?  Now, obviously, in a normal conversation, more than one person is speaking, thus the term conversation.

But, what about those instances when a friend or family member comes to you and shares something personal or intimate?  Why don’t we realize that we don’t always have the answers and that there are times when silence truly is golden?  Often people just need to vent or even just hear themselves say something out loud.  There is nothing more frustrating than when you just want to share something and the person you are conversing with has to have solutions to everything.   Sometimes they are truly just trying to help, but often I think we are just so sure of ourselves and prideful that we think we really do have all the answers.

The art of conversation is grossly lacking in our modern times, largely due to the rapid increase in technology in recent years.  Doesn’t it seem like we talk more in different arenas, but we actually say less?  Abbreviated words and slang don’t seem to hold the same meaning as some of the older words did.

However, I think the area most in need to an overhaul as we communicate with one another, is the ability to listen.  How often do you feel like you are competing with a cell phone?  The most atrocious example of this is when I see parents doing this to their children.  When your children want to speak with you, listen.   There is a time for work and a time for them.  When it’s their time, give them your full attention.  I can assure you that when they have left the nest you will regret every moment you missed or neglected.

Personally, I want to be more aware of this lack of common courtesy for others, mainly in the “listening” department, and remember to check myself in conversations to assure that I am attentive.  Can I be blatantly honest here?  I know how often I find myself preparing what I am going to say before the other person is finished with what they are saying.  I feel myself almost rushing them in my head, so that I can speak.  That must mean I think what I am going to say is more important or offers more in some way.  God help me to change this!

When I do challenge myself to be silent more often and just sit back and listen, I learn so much more about my fellow-man.  This is a necessity if I’m sincere about my efforts to put others first, to honor others before myself and to learn more of their plight, that I might find a way to help.  Hmm…something else to ponder if you will.  Blessings!

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