17/09/2010 § Leave a comment
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Have you ever had one of those months where there are all these things you are facing, thoughts and ideas trampling through your mind taking up bandwidth, emotions tugging at your heart this way and that, the voices of opinions and facts, truth and lies jamming the frequency you usually tune into to hear that sweet and tender sound of the Savior calling? Is it just me? Cause that’s where I am at. Sitting on my chair, trying to quiet the noise and slow down the speed of processing going on in my brain. I’d like a vacation please.
I like things neat and in their place. My lack of discipline often aggravates this part of me. In this case however, I’m sure it’s the Lord, trying to tell me something through all of the loud incessant multi-thought garble. I have had a chance to talk to my husband about some of the things and there was even a wonderfully precious phone conversation with a dear new friend that has helped. Honestly, I think this is just the tip of the ice berg. Even now, as I try to think of just one topic of thought, it all blurs into this puddle and the word ‘TILT’ is displayed on the video screen of my brain and I hear that old, familiar sound of the message you used to get from the operator that was so loud it would startle you, do you remember the one?
*beep, beep, beep* All circuits are busy at this time. If you’d like to make a call, please hang up and try again.” *beep, beep, beep*
The dogs just perked up their heads and are staring at me because I just laughed out loud at myself. “Oh, it was nothing. I’ll go back to sleep…” is the dialogue the expressions on their faces give me. I can relate to that. Part of me is wanting to do the same thing, just “go back to sleep”, what’s going on is ‘nothing’. And yet, I can’t shake the feeling I’m supposed to be learning something, growing in my convictions and understanding. No, I can’t just go back to sleep. I need to process. To keep processing. What helps me, when I don’t have someone to talk to, is I pray and I read the Word. I should add worship to that and maybe even start a journal…
What about you? What helps you process things? Have you had a time of ‘thought overload’? How did you get through it? What was the result? Conviction? Understanding? Awareness? Can you tell I’m curious? 🙂
In my prayer closet,
17/04/2010 § 5 Comments
16/04/2010 § Leave a comment
As unique as the Lord has seen fit to fashion me, I can’t help but think (and hope) these human weaknesses I bear and their selfish tendencies are not solely my own. Am I correct?
Have you had times of rushing through the daily grind, your week a blur of vague recollections? Have you experienced the screeching halt of your faith walk upon the realization you have been running on fumes, your spiritual cup dry, right at the time of the need of another and your left standing there with empty hands dangling open and nothing to offer?
That’s how I come to you today. Cup in hand. Dry. Sheepishly eeking forgiveness. My solace is found only in this:
“It is because of the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in Him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh Him.” ~Lamentations 3:22-25
Shall we, together, follow the Shepherd that leads up beside the still waters, that we may plunge our cups deep into the rushing waters that restore our souls and make them to runneth over? If you need me, that’s where you’ll find me.
Refilling my cup to overflowing and drinking in deep His bountiful mercies,
14/04/2010 § 3 Comments
Well, I found the ONE way to break my blog. I’m thinking this would be the ideal time to make a move to Word Press. While I can live w/out comments (it’s not why I blog), I really do like the interaction with people (it’s a definite perk to blogging). I have met some sweet, sweet and funny funny people. (check out my blog links and Twitter peeps, seriously awesome folks!)
I will be trying to keep up regular posts while contemplating and making the official move. If you would like to leave a comment, please feel free to join my FB fan page (down a wee bit on the right sidebar) and leave a comment there. It would make me smile and give me warm fuzzies. I like smiling and warm fuzzies.
Thank you for hangin’ in there with me. Oh, and I would also embrace any feedback, support, hand holding, tech savvy tips and the like. Stuff like this makes me, and those in close proximity to me, nervous. Ask my husband and friends, they’ll tell you why. (hee hee)
Oddly enough this is a bit exciting, lest you think I’m all heart broken. Nah. I do love a good challenge/dare. It’s a spice to my life. Spicy is good!
Love and hugs,
12/03/2010 § 3 Comments
22/01/2010 § 4 Comments
The other day I wasn’t exactly responding in a patient and loving way. It was actually the extreme polar opposite. *sigh*
My anger has a mind of it’s own at times and I am so grateful to the Lord that when it decides to decide for itself to not be subject to self-control that those incidences are spaced out much further apart than ever before in my life, however, they still occur. (Not an easy habit to change when you’re a master.) *sigh*
So I was upset, I slammed something, I yelled…rather loudly… *sigh*
THIS TIME, I stood in the (messy, grrrrrr) kitchen, alone, breathing deeply, pacing, praying under my breath, trying to collect myself so things didn’t continue to escalate, breathing deeply again, holding back tears, another prayer falling from my lips…then I saw it (on the dirty, cluttered baker’s rack, grrrrrr).
Do you see it? By the blender? Let’s get closer…
There it is. The not-taken-care-of fortune cookie paper from a few weeks ago when we last had Chinese sitting inches from the garbage can it was supposed to be introduced to. Can you read what it says? No? Here, let’s get even closer cause this is good…
Yes, I hear You Lord.
I’m a success all right, but not the kind that is honoring to You.
You are far, far too good to me.
“Love? Please come here and sit on the couch by me so we can talk.”
“I’m so sorry, will you please forgive me?”
“Let’s work together with the Lord and make this house a home.”
“I’ll teach you as the Lord teaches me and we will bring honor to the Lord and He will be glorified.”
“I love you too my sweetie and I’m so grateful the Lord gave you to me. Now let’s clean something!”
I don’t know if it was all just a ‘coincidence’. We always read those things, laugh at their absurdity and throw them away. Our trust and hope is in the Lord, not the things of man or silly made-up ‘fortunes’.
Even so, I am choosing to use this situation in my life to be strengthened and encouraged to continue on in my journey. After all, it wouldn’t exactly be the first time the Lord used something ‘foolish’ or ‘inferior’ to get something through one of His kids’ thick heads now would it?