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The fog lifting

Driving in the fog this morning gave me many things to think about.

When the way is not clear and the vision is blurry and
even feeling very unsafe
we can only look straight ahead and follow the line to the right of us and the left.
If we dare to do something different it could cost us something such as our safety or even our life.
It is dangerous to drive in the fog.
We cannot see when there is no clarity or vision.
I personally don’t like it.
It scares me for there are many unknowns.
Life is like that sometimes.
In the process of going from one place to another.
We have to learn to trust.
We have to learn to grip the wheel and not distract ourselves.
As we know from the past eventually the fog clears and the vision becomes normal.
Right now I look out the window and it is a crisp very sunny fall day.
But it didn’t look like that at seven in the morning.
It is about perspective.
Sometimes our attitudes are foggy and we can’t see past our issues.
Sometimes we block our own journey
because of the heaviness and unforgiveness we choose to carry.
It is not helpful to walk around with our heads in a fog.
Life is a lesson and it remains our choice how we will see it.
I choose to trust even in the fog and
I also choose to praise when the sun comes out.
It is all about over coming and knowing
that just as we see the fog lift on the outside and a new view arising our hearts can be lifted too.

photo’s by P.j. DiBenedetto 

Silence

We need to find God and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness.
God is the friend of silence
See how nature 
trees
flowers and grass 
grow in silence
See the stars
the moon and the sun.
How they move in silence.
We need silence to be able to touch souls.
Mother Theresa

Our choice

Lately I have been driving early in the morning.
To be out in the dark and observing the sun rising is new to me.
The start of a new morning begins as I drive down the road.
I am often reminded that each day we get a fresh clean slate.
We can choose if we want it to go bad or not.
Even in our struggles that others may put towards us
it is still our choice to decide behavior shown or words spoken.
It is a challenge for us on a daily basis.
Do we show kindness?
Do we smile?
Do we pray and ask good things for others?
Are we grateful that we can get up one more day and breathe
the breath of life and hope and goodness?
Even when it is hard to find those things
they are there right in front of us.
We choose the direction we are giving out to others.
Every day we are given a choice and
I pray we make a good one.

photo by Margo L of Yamhill

Fall blessing

I am not sure where this photo came from
but what I do know:
it is welcoming.
I could sit there in the quiet and listen to the water and perhaps geese flying in the sky above my head.
I could see the clouds form assorted images and let my imagination rest and relax.
Fall trees cover the landscape as the crisp wind tells me I might need a sweater.
Maybe I would have a good book to read or a full glass of tea.
Maybe I would have a sketch pad to re-create the beauty before me.
Maybe I would have a hot cup of coffee and a plate of cookies.
Perhaps I would do nothing but enjoy the silence and say a prayer of thanks.
It is welcoming and peaceful for all to see and observe.
I am not sure where this photo came from
but I thank whoever took it.
It is a blessing.

The Twenty third Psalm part two

I am not afraid
when you walk at my side.
(perfect love casts out fear 1st John 4:18)
Your trusty shepherd’s crook
makes me feel secure. 
(In this context the shepherd tended, protected and guarded the flock. The crook of the stick was very helpful in moving the sheep in the right direction, to fight off a predator or rescue one who was tangled in brush)
 You serve me a six-course dinner
 right in front of my enemies.
(you provide substance for me)
You revive my drooping head;
(you give hope when I feel hopeless)
 my cup brims with blessing.
(you give me encouragement)
 Your beauty and love chase after me
 every day of my life.
(oh that we would know and remember his love for us)
I’m back home in the house of God
 for the rest of my life.
(Let us go to the house of the Lord Psalm 122:1)
I will never leave the safety of his presence.

The twenty third psalm

“The Lord is my shepherd;
I have all that I need.
He lets me rest in green meadows; 
He leads me beside peaceful streams.
He renews my strength.”
(Psalm 23:1-3a)

1-3 
God, my shepherd!
    I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
    you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
    you let me catch my breath
    and send me in the right direction.
Even when the way goes through
    Death Valley,
I’m not afraid when you walk at my side.
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