Yesterday, I had lunch with my very best friend. We spend time laughing and talking about life and writing. Being with her lifts my spirits. We feel free to share things with each other that we'd never talk about with anyone else. It's a way to release harbored worries and embarrassing moments.
She asks me to pray for people who are experiencing difficulty, and I'm happy to oblige. I love when she shares answered prayers. She says she believes I have a direct line to God, and I tell her that Jesus is the person who provides the direct line to God and that anyone who believes can also petition God through His son.
I love Pat's smile, her sense of humor, and her very kind heart. When I look at her I see God's hand. He created her from the inside out.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
I Saw God Today - Cancer Free Praise!
My sister in Christ has been battling cancer for over a year. She went through months of radiation and chemo treatments, many hospital stays for illnesses resulting from her low immune system. She's battled valiantly, while our church family, has kept her raised in prayer.
She's kept an upbeat and optimistic outlook, trusting in God, and has been an inspiration to all who know her.
This morning I received an email from our prayer loop. Her oncologist has pronounced her cancer free!
She's kept an upbeat and optimistic outlook, trusting in God, and has been an inspiration to all who know her.
This morning I received an email from our prayer loop. Her oncologist has pronounced her cancer free!
Saturday, February 26, 2011
I Saw God Today - My Muse
Today, February 26, 2011, I have decided to reopen this blog with a brand new name...I SAW GOD TODAY!
Each and every day of my life I see God's hand, hear His word, feel His presence. I want to share those moments with you.
I'm a writer. Lately I've been struggling with what path to take with my publishing career. I've been working on a book which has me very excited and passionate about finishing. My muse is my daughter. She is the one person I love to brainstorm with. She incites me to write better and to search for how God wants to use this ministry to his glory.
Today I gave her the background to the story and outlined the scene I'm working on. One of the characters has asked a question and I decided to stop and wait to seek God's direction on the answer given. When I posed the question to my daughter, she immediately came back with a fantastic response. My spirit lifted and I shouted "Yes!"
We continued to discuss some aspects of the plot and again she came through with sound suggestions which have me anxious to open the document and get busy writing. Then we chatted about the vision I have for using my book as a way to make money for our church's women's group missions. I felt God using me as the voice to outline my vision and it grew clearer. This is a goal that I'm so passionate about achieving, and I know God is directing my writing and the path for this book.
God is good, all the time! And, all the time, God is good! May your day be filled with His many blessings.
Each and every day of my life I see God's hand, hear His word, feel His presence. I want to share those moments with you.
I'm a writer. Lately I've been struggling with what path to take with my publishing career. I've been working on a book which has me very excited and passionate about finishing. My muse is my daughter. She is the one person I love to brainstorm with. She incites me to write better and to search for how God wants to use this ministry to his glory.
Today I gave her the background to the story and outlined the scene I'm working on. One of the characters has asked a question and I decided to stop and wait to seek God's direction on the answer given. When I posed the question to my daughter, she immediately came back with a fantastic response. My spirit lifted and I shouted "Yes!"
We continued to discuss some aspects of the plot and again she came through with sound suggestions which have me anxious to open the document and get busy writing. Then we chatted about the vision I have for using my book as a way to make money for our church's women's group missions. I felt God using me as the voice to outline my vision and it grew clearer. This is a goal that I'm so passionate about achieving, and I know God is directing my writing and the path for this book.
God is good, all the time! And, all the time, God is good! May your day be filled with His many blessings.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Blog Closed
I am sorry to have to close this blog due to time constraints. I will continue to share stories of God's love working in today's world on my other blog...Inside the Writer's Mind.
Thank you for your understanding.
Thank you for your understanding.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Strong Enough to Bend
I enjoy listening to country music. One song I remember from several years ago is "Strong Enough to Bend" sung by Tanya Tucker. The lyrics tell of the ups and downs of a relationship and compares that to a tree. When storms buffet the tree, it must be strong enough to bend under the assault in order to survive, in order not to break. It is the same with relationships.
Sometimes we take the easy way out and walk away, rather than to bend. But, when we do, the pain of "what might have been" can eat away at our soul. God can give the strength required to withstand the storms of life. He doesn't promise we'll always have a clear, and beautiful day, but He does promise to be with us as we endure the storms.
Sometimes we take the easy way out and walk away, rather than to bend. But, when we do, the pain of "what might have been" can eat away at our soul. God can give the strength required to withstand the storms of life. He doesn't promise we'll always have a clear, and beautiful day, but He does promise to be with us as we endure the storms.
Monday, July 26, 2010
"Such a Grouch..."
Last night, I struggled with falling asleep. I dozed in the state where you're not deeply asleep and aware of every noise. When hubby came to bed, I heard him enter and felt him sit on his side of the mattress. Then his hand reached under the covers. He touched my leg, then withdrew his hand. Then he did it again.
"What are you looking for?" I grumbled.
"I was just feeling how warm the mattress is."
We have a latex foam mattress and when you first get under the covers, it's cold. But soon your body heat warms the mattress and it gets nice and toasty. After his comment, I rolled back over and closed my eyes. Then I heard him mutter "..such a grouch."
At that moment, I realized the truth. I had become a grouch. When I worked, people told me all the time how they enjoyed seeing my smile. What had happened to that smile? I've been sharing it with my friends, with church members, with strangers, with family...but not so much with my husband.
Our lives have changed since I retired. I've had to assume all the responsibilities of running the house, including the yard work, because of my husband's illness. Over the months, I've become...well, a grouch. It's not that I don't enjoy doing these things, but I have become impatient with my husband. He doesn't do things the way I'd like. I have to pick up after him. I have to remind him of things. And I have to repeat myself over and over again. So, I rarely share my smile and my feelings of love.
Last night I asked God to forgive me and to help me remember the important things in my life. I woke up this morning with a smile in my heart and on my face. Life is good. God is good. And, I intend to share my smile with the most important person in this house...my wonderful, loving, husband.
"What are you looking for?" I grumbled.
"I was just feeling how warm the mattress is."
We have a latex foam mattress and when you first get under the covers, it's cold. But soon your body heat warms the mattress and it gets nice and toasty. After his comment, I rolled back over and closed my eyes. Then I heard him mutter "..such a grouch."
At that moment, I realized the truth. I had become a grouch. When I worked, people told me all the time how they enjoyed seeing my smile. What had happened to that smile? I've been sharing it with my friends, with church members, with strangers, with family...but not so much with my husband.
Our lives have changed since I retired. I've had to assume all the responsibilities of running the house, including the yard work, because of my husband's illness. Over the months, I've become...well, a grouch. It's not that I don't enjoy doing these things, but I have become impatient with my husband. He doesn't do things the way I'd like. I have to pick up after him. I have to remind him of things. And I have to repeat myself over and over again. So, I rarely share my smile and my feelings of love.
Last night I asked God to forgive me and to help me remember the important things in my life. I woke up this morning with a smile in my heart and on my face. Life is good. God is good. And, I intend to share my smile with the most important person in this house...my wonderful, loving, husband.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Hope by the Power of the Holy Spirit
Hope is found in the Bible. Romans 15:13 "May the god of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit."
At times we are filled with despair. During those times, some people give up. But, God would want us to turn to him, to trust him. I learned this so well during the month of December. My husband nearly died from an enlarged prostate blocking his bladder. This happened when I had already given notice to my employer that I was retiring at the end of the year. Little did we know then, that we wouldn't be able to get my husband under Part B Medicare until the middle of the following year. Faced with unsurmountable bills and no income to sustain us through the hard times to come, I refused to give up hope. I trusted God to walk with us through this time of darkness. I prayed for God's mercy, healing, and direction.
My mother had moved in with us several months prior due to her illness. My plan of retiring was to be able to care for her. Her spirits had lifted during the Christmas season, but on December 30th, my husband and my 30th wedding anniversary, God called my mother home. Dealing with her loss, and my husband's dire illness, nearly drove me to the depths of despair. But God lifted me up and walked with me through the trials. He showed me a path to gain medical assistance for my husband. He sustained me through the grief of losing my mother.
During all the pain, I knew He walked beside me, and at times He held me in His arms. And He brought us through the darkness into the light.
Hope is eternal through God's grace.
At times we are filled with despair. During those times, some people give up. But, God would want us to turn to him, to trust him. I learned this so well during the month of December. My husband nearly died from an enlarged prostate blocking his bladder. This happened when I had already given notice to my employer that I was retiring at the end of the year. Little did we know then, that we wouldn't be able to get my husband under Part B Medicare until the middle of the following year. Faced with unsurmountable bills and no income to sustain us through the hard times to come, I refused to give up hope. I trusted God to walk with us through this time of darkness. I prayed for God's mercy, healing, and direction.
My mother had moved in with us several months prior due to her illness. My plan of retiring was to be able to care for her. Her spirits had lifted during the Christmas season, but on December 30th, my husband and my 30th wedding anniversary, God called my mother home. Dealing with her loss, and my husband's dire illness, nearly drove me to the depths of despair. But God lifted me up and walked with me through the trials. He showed me a path to gain medical assistance for my husband. He sustained me through the grief of losing my mother.
During all the pain, I knew He walked beside me, and at times He held me in His arms. And He brought us through the darkness into the light.
Hope is eternal through God's grace.
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