Searching

Have you ever searched and searched for an item only to find that it’s in your hand? Maybe a pair of scissors or keys or pen?  When you realize it was in your hand you asked yourself, “How could I have missed it?” This is the same scenario a lot of times in our relationship with God “Where is my Joy? Has anyone see where my Joy went?  Where’s my peace?  Has anyone seen where my peace went? Health?  Anyone see where my health went?” And yet God is right here with us and He is all of this and more. So next time you’re missing something in your life check your hand and if your hand is in God’s you will find that what you need is right there in your hand.

James 1:17 “Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow.”

Matthew 6:24-34 “For this reason I say to you, do not be worried about your life, as to what you will eat or what you will drink; nor for your body, as to what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? thumb_IMG_8174_102426 Look at the birds of the [c]air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? 27 And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?
28 And why are you worried about clothing? Observe how the lilies of the field grow; they do not toil nor do they spin, 29 yet I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, will He not much more clotheyou? You of little faith! 31 Do not worry then, saying, ‘What will we eat?’ or ‘What will we drink?’ or ‘What will we wear for clothing?’ 32 For the Gentiles eagerly seek all these things; for your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things.33 But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.

34 “So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

 

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Goblets of Glory

I wanted to share a story I wrote about a random adventure my mom and I had a few years back. This post is a tribute to my mother, she is an amazing person. For those that know her please post a comment of a time you had fun together or she inspired you.

HAPPY MOTHER EVERYDAY!

Mom and I went on a grand adventure! We geared up at the house. We placed our helmets about our beautiful locks and pulled on our royal breastplate. After tucking our toes into our appendage protectors we headed to our chariot of warmness. We took off for our long trot down the wet winding road. A dome of silver about us whisking the windy, rainy weather form our faces. Through the darkness and fog a small habitation appeared. For love and bravery we left our chariot and entered the habitation. The tall keeper of the coins smiled and welcomed us to come. The older and wiser one called to me and I turned to behold the glazed gobbles of glory.  “Your abode could be filled with the warm flow of energy producing fluid of deliciousness.” she said “If only we could find a way to persuade the tall keeper of the coins to let us travel onward with the goblets of glory in tow.” “I have not brought the tender of which he requires.” I replied “I have brought barter from afar” replied the older and wiser. “I will negotiate your future”  The older and wiser stepped up to the counter placing the glazed goblets of glory on top of the sideways plank. The tall keeper of the coins requested shaved trees from the treasury of nations. The older and wiser removed the trees from her pouch of purpose and said “here are my spoils from my last conquest.” The glazed gobbles of glory will keep young eyes wide as she partakes in the brewed bean juice.” The trade was made, the future set. We walked out of the habitation and back into our chariot of warmness to continue on our journey.

After making a distance of a rock tossed by a turtle , we sent a bird a fly to request the desire from the Knights of Katlian. Upon the return of the tweet tweet we entered the castle of Mr. Donald and received the desire of the Knights. Through the deep of night we prevailed up to the castle to share our spoils and refresh our earthly homes.

This was our adventure. One like none other. (AKA we went for a drive, bought mugs and ice cream before returning home to our husbands.)

This is an excerpt from my kitchen journal.

Back Road Drive

When I was younger we lived in the country. Miles from the city. As teenagers we use to drive between towns using the backroads. Good friends, trusted driver, windows down causing the wind to whip across your face. All the things that the teenage mind worried about floated somewhere back in civilization. Good music. Can’t forget the music thumping through speakers not created for that level of bass. Bump, bump, crack, bump. I enjoyed being the driver. But being the passenger was the best. There was no need to be alert. Just sit back and enjoy the ride. We were gonna get where we neePlaceholder Imageded to go. Today I’ve been thinking about how, when we let the Lord truly be Lord of our lives it’s so similar to those backroad drives. You know He’s gonna get you where you need to go. Be the passenger. Relax. Let the wind whip across your face. The worries of the adult mind can float away,somewhere behind you. Oh, and the music. Can’t forget the music of worship playing through a life that was meant to play it. When I get in the “car” with the Lord as the driver and truly relax as a passenger. The best it can be described is joy, true joy.

Soundtrack for today: Background By Lecrae

The Beginning

I’m starting a new endeavor to create a space where I can share with others the Love I’ve found in the Father. I truly believe if people have an opportunity to meet and to know Jesus Christ, their lives will never be the same. Acts chapter nine tells us about Paul encountering Christ on the road to Damascus. This encounter sets the course for Paul becoming instrumental in the building of the early church. The very church he once persecuted. My hope with sharing my thoughts and stories on this blog would be to share the love of Christ and the journey that love takes us on.