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Friday word prompt: Ready

It brings about a sense of anticipation.
When someone says, “are you ready?”
Either we are going to go somewhere that is fun and exciting or
we are going to do something not so fun like the dentist or doctor.
The other choice is what my neighbor just did when she was ready for a new baby to be born.
Ready … it sounds like an action word.
Dictionary.com says it is to be willing, completely prepared for immediate action.
Prompt with a state of readiness.
When someone says it to me I get anxious.
Like I am expected to ‘do or say or perform or understand’.
It is anticipatory to action.
Are you ready?
It is a question of the heart on many levels.
It can be something very simple like, are you ready for school
or difficult like are you ready to understand and forgive.
It is alert, acute, sharp, prepared.
As in a race when the racers are bent low to gain speed when
the person calling out saying to them, “Ready, set, Go.”
We have all seen this kind of excitement.
I think every morning when we rise for a new day
we should get in the habit of choosing to say to ourselves.
Are you ready?
Then begin with a clean slate and a new anticipation of what is ahead of us.

The basket of words final

I have yet to finish the series on the basket of words.
Fall will soon be here and there will be new stories of tradition and thoughts to share.
Words have meaning when we take the time to explore them.
The basket of words has been something that stirred within me.
The Lord was leading me into this direction then life brought a few distractions.
My mother passed away and also three friends of our family.
My thoughts have been a mixture of many things on many levels.
I will continue this journey.

The encouragement I have received from many of you has been a blessing and good for my spirit.
Thank-you for walking alongside this little blog and the one who writes it.
This journey has been long, and intimate and challenging and good.
Let us continue what we began.
The basket of words.

Friday’s word ~ Whisper

Joining Friday’s community.
Write for five minutes without editing.

I listen closely as the words were softly said to me.
It was a strain and a stretch my ears could not hear the hushed tones spoken from another.
Since I had the mumps a few years ago one of my ears does not hear as well as it is used to.
Often times words are missed.
Yet in this frustration the quiet and the hushed tones are a gift to me sometimes even without me knowing it.
Moving away from the loud voices surrounding our world the quiet is nice, refreshing…delightful at times.
It is very similar when one is walking outside among the rustling of the leaves in the wind or as I walk near the waves of the ocean on the sandy beach. 
They each have a whisper to them bringing life and hope.
I call it a voice of their own.
Hushed tones are often private.
Not meant for everyone to hear.
Whispers in secret even God did that to a few who followed closely.
Whisper ~ it is a gentle soft word.
Not loud. Not intrusive. Not invading one’s space like loud noises.
Shh ~~ there was the horse whisperer, the dog whisperer, a baby whisperer.
Shall we include a ‘Holy Spirit’ whisperer to the quiet places in our heart?
I listen closely to the soft words spoken to me and I lean in to listen.
Then I know what was missed the first time and I tune my ears to what is needed to hear.

Clothe yourselves

“Therefore as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved,
clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.”
Colossians 3:12
A few years ago I was thinking about this verse and wrote a few thoughts about it.
The writer starts out with ‘therefore’.
Most pastors say, whenever this word is written, it means, now listen, pay attention, this is very important.
So we are not to miss the fact that we are God’s chosen people.
That is a wonderful promise and thought.
Not only did he choose us, he admonishes us to put on spiritual clothing so others can see Him through us.
Then the writer goes on to say,as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, you are to clothe yourselves.
For me that means we have a choice to present ourselves in a way for others to see, it is purposeful.
It is an action word such as putting on a sweater or zipping up a hoodie or throwing a blanket on yourself when you are feeling cold on the couch.
So what does this really mean for us?
It is about attributes that we represent and share.
Dictionary.com says: Attribute is quality or characteristic of something (something we believe in).
SO as we get up in the morning and get ready for our day.
We can ask ourselves.
Do I want to wear the red sweater and black pants,
or do I put on compassion.
Do I want to wear the denim shirt with the denim pants,
or do I put on kindness.
Do I want to wear the soft flannel shirt with flannel pants,
or do I put on humility.
Do I want to wear the frumpy pants with the frumpy shirt,
or do I put on gentleness.
Do I want to have a dress up day and wear something fancy,
or do I put on patience.
Just as we wrap the love of the Lord around us we also choose
to wrap around ourselves his attributes.
The characteristic and quality of who He is.
It is not often natural for us to be compassionate or kind, humble or gentle and it is not natural for us to be patient either.
It must be a choice for us.
Just as we get up in the morning and decide how we are going to look and dress for the day,
we also choose how we are going to present ourselves.
It is an heavy thought to know that what we choose is what others see and believe about us.
I think for today, it is ‘something to think about.’

(this is a revision of one written in 2010)

Vandalism ~ A new thought

When you read this word, what image came into your mind?
Did you think of someone spray painting a wall or throwing a rock threw a window?
The real definition of vandalism is this:
willful destruction with malicious intent, to do harm or to destroy,
or willful or ignorant destruction of artistic or literary treasures.
I remember a few years ago our pastor was sharing on this topic.
It stirred me to think deeper. (imagine that)
The word vandalism brings up many negative thoughts and as I was thinking about those images it is true to say, we would never take a spray can and ruin some one else’s property.
We would say it is not good or considerate and even breaks a law.
Now in saying that I challenge us to think about this word in a different way.
When we talk bad about someone or spread a rumor that might not be true against them.
When we choose to believe the untruths without knowing full facts.
We are committing vandalism of the heart towards one another.
Fragmenting and hurting the heart and treasure of another.
Our Pastor said it is like homicide of the heart creating damage and death to a relationship.
When we place judgement on each other we injure the spirit of the person and the content of their story.
The willful destruction is when we choose to spread the rumor or believe the untruth.
The malicious intent is when we choose to say unkind words against another and then begin to believe them.
This intention does harm to us and does harm to the one we are speaking about.
It is unkind and it is non relational and leads to death of a relationship.
In this journey we call life.
We must take responsibility and choose to be kind.
“And be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you.” Ephesians 4:2
God has given each of us the ability to choose wisely and to have and use discernment when making that choice.
We must take action to be cautious and careful to not harm the heart of another.
When we grasp the pure holiness of another we will refrain from intention to hurt.
When we learn the value of others as God intended them to be valued.
There will be no room for vandalism and intentional pain.
The challenge for us to examine our motives and the intention of our hearts.
Are we choosing words that hurt or heal?
“Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, Oh Lord, my rock and my redeemer.” Psalm 19:14
(this is a revised reprint of a writing I did in 2010)
Let us use wise judgement and be encouraging towards each other.
 

Winding down

Soon the summer will be winding down and fall will come bringing the cool winds and drying leaves.
I love the fall.
It is refreshing to me.
Reminding me that in order for something to be appreciated it has to go through a process.
The hot summer days brings flowers and life and fruit and produce and every other good thing.
Fall brings rain.
Leaves turn to oranges and hues of browns and greens.
In Oregon sometimes the rain stays for a long time and then it becomes time for boots and rain coats.
We know that is part of life here in the Pacific Northwest.
I am welcoming fall.
I am looking forward to the routine of school and then Thanksgiving.
Giving thanks for our life as we know it.
I am not by nature a summer person had to learn how to wear cropped pants and sleeveless tops.
My favorite is a sweater with warm socks and nice boots.
Love the feel of flannel pants or even warm sweat pants on a relaxing stay at home day.
We got married in the fall because the colors are so beautiful and
it is a special time to reflect.
Can’t wait for the rustling of dry leaves under my feet when I walk.
My friend Shelly took this picture: Isn’t it wonderful?

I welcome Fall to come and bring us new memories and experiences.
How do you experience the change of seasons? do you welcome them?

Just a few words

The last post I did was just for a bit of fun.
It seems like the world is crazy these days.
So much around us is changing and seems to be on a downward scale.
We do know for sure that God is in control of all and even though
we do not understand or like many of the changes or behaviors of some people.
He is IS in control and He does know the direction
of where it is all going.
What matters most to me is safety for those I love and care for.
Peace in the areas we all live.
Hope in the midst of suffering.
Freedom where it is risky to be free.
Trust in Our Almighty God’s wisdom and love for us.
He is a God who designed and made us in his own image.
I pray you all find yourselves safe and away from harm.
We are living in times that are shaking and changing
let us go into the house of Lord and pray.

My furry family just for fun

They have always loved each other
The bed is getting very small for them.

                                           

Mosey

Molly
Emma Rose 

Emma Rose a grand old Australian cattle dog
Queensland Heeler 

                                      
Our time is coming to an end very soon with Miss Emma Rose.
She is showing signs of her aging and in fact I figured out she will be 16 in October.
Her hips are beginning to give out on her and her legs are very fragile, she has a hard time walking especially on the wood floor in our family room.
She has very few teeth. I moisten her food now, sometimes even mush it down to make it easier to eat.
She is on pain medication two times a day now, I put them on bread with butter she loves it.
She is still eating and drinking and doing her outside duties.
I am in prayer as to when I should take her in and put her down.
My heart has been in grief for a few months now I just can’t say good bye to her.
Our kitties have been a great deal of fun for us. They are almost a year old now and moving out of the bad behavior and running wild stages tearing up anything in their path.
They both love their old dog and most of the time disturb her with all their kitty loves.
She looks at me with a look that says “really mom?” let me out please I do need some old lady quiet time.

Spiritual misfit guest post.

I am honored to be a guest writer today, on Michelle DeRusha’s website.
Please read the rest of the story over there.

I sent her the story and it was a bit too long so she edited it and added beautiful pictures.
I love the way it turned out.
A Simple Prayer from a spiritual misfit
http://michellederusha.com/2014/08/a-simple-prayer-i-am-a-spiritual-misfit-series/
MichelleDeRusha.com BelovedMisfitpin2
2014/08/a-simple-prayer-i-am-a-spiritual-misfit-series/

God hears our prayers even when we don’t know what to say.
I pray you can read her book and support this new friend of mine.

A story of faith and belief

On Friday I have a writing that will be published on
Michelle DeRusha’s blog.
It is the story of when I was a spiritual misfit.
How I began to believe in a God bigger than anything else.
How I came to realize that He knows and He cares,
and He will not ever leave us.
How my life was changed in a forever way.
It is a story that is layered with many words not written and many experiences not shared.

Michelle’s book is a wonderful reminder of when a heart is seeking
God will answer.
It is a journey of questions and challenges.
It is both serious and funny. I laughed as I read the humor
as she shared the many trials and struggles of being a mom.
You will not be disappointed in this book I recommend it

I have enjoyed her writing, her friendship and her blog for a few years now and next year I will finally be able to meet her.
On Friday she will be featuring my story.
A story of faith and belief and how a ‘small prayer’ was answered.

Hope you can join me in this journey as she shares ‘my story’.

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