Monthly Archives: September 2012

Five Minute Friday – Grasp

Friday I will begin posting a “Five Minute Friday” writing assignment as part of a Flashmob of writers.  The leader of the group gives an idea and everyone writes for 5 minutes straight.  A constant stream and flow of words with very little editing.  I wrote my ideas on Friday, but waited to write alone first to see how it felt… 

Here are the results:  GRASP

Friday, wake up and grab some coffee.  Grab some glasses, ipod, turn on the power and wifi.  Grab a chair.  Get a grip, wake up … rushing and faltering and heeding no God I try to wake up and function.  My first email has the title Grasp.  The blog topic for a day that I can’t get a grip!

Slow down, wake up, be thankful.  Breathe.

Get Ready And Sit Patiently I think the letters mean.  Get ready and sit patiently while God speaks.  I’m in a flurry of my own doing.  I’m only thinking of all that needs to be done – some for others like a meal for a friend, and an outing I planned with 2 ladies.  Later I pause with the hubby while the “pool boy” puts the salt in our new pool… enjoying coffee, sun, and the concrete under my feet.  The blessing of a really good life – with God’s promise to make it even better.

Call it a lesson learned?  Sometimes I really need God to remind me, when I forget, to seek Him first because everything I try to do myself causes me to struggle in some way, shape or form.

I love the verse – often sung in choir – Psalm 121: 1,2… I lift up my eyes to the hills-where does my help come from?  My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.

Philippians 4:13 says I can do everything through him who gives me strength

Maybe when my feet hit the floor in the morning, I could be thankful first, instead of just caffeine-deprived.   Thank you God!


Posted by on September 29, 2012 in Five Minute Friday Flash Mob


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A New Kitten


We adopted a new kitten this weekend and as we have done in the past, my husband is the “official cat tester.”  He tests them by holding them and seeing if they trust him enough to lie on their backs.  It’s a proven method, really…and I’m glad to let him be in charge of this because it pays off in the long run.  Right now she’s hiding under the bed trying to figure out if she trusts US!

8 years ago I had a huge lesson in trust.  Actually I’ve had many experiences with “trust issues”, but this was the one that concreted my trust in God and what He might have in store for me and my family.  This was on my mind all last week and wouldn’t you know … that kitten that was looking at me from under the bed like she was wondering if she could trust us and it propelled me to the journal to write it down.  Please allow me to share.

I didn’t know what trust really was until it was broken.  I didn’t know what trusting in God was until I was drowning in my own stress and far outside my own abilities to do or fix the situation.  It was all about a move…. Well, actually, it was about my husband’s impending Army retirement, job hunting, job finding, selling a house in under 2 years of ownership, picking and buying a new house, living simultaneously at either end of the state, taking care of the 3 kids, fixing a roof, etc.  Get the picture?

I have lots of experience in all those areas.  I knew how to do it all by myself because I learned as a military wife how to navigate the world of a fixed income, close on a house alone (well, ok, the kids WERE with me), how to fix stuff and how to call for HELP… but this move hit me like a ton of bricks.

One dear friend and fellow sister in Christ called me in the midst of my chaos and started blathering on about this scripture (blah blah blah) (roll my eyes) and I was absolutely not interested in what she offered.  (that, by the way, was a FIRST for me)  It was 2 Chronicles 20. 

Part of my stress at the time was that I was on a committee organizing a small retreat and you know…I was packing when she called and I thought “my ducks are in a row, I’m ready to roll” which means my childcare was covered and I was ready for a weekend at the beach with my lovely ladies before we all part ways for the summer moving season.  I did NOT have time to listen!

So, don’t you know, God shows up BIG TIME at the retreat.  By the end of the first night’s session with the speaker, we were in awe.  Trust was the topic and three-fourths of the ladies were dealing with that very issue.  Talk about thirsty, broken, soul-wrenched beings gathered together…

2 Chronicles 20 tells of the Moabites and the Ammonites  coming to make war with Jehoshaphat.  He was “alarmed.”  (I know, all I had was this big, looming relocation ahead)

VS 4  The people of Judah came together to seek help from the Lord.  (good time for a retreat – get together and seek help)

VS 6  The prayer Jehoshaphat spoke to God over them “O Lord, God of our fathers, are you not the God who is in heaven”  (Yes, we felt very small in the presence of that big God who wanted us to ask for help)

VS 13  They all stood before the Lord with this prayer he spoke  (We women were also ready and willing)

VS 18  Jehoshaphat bowed and all the pople of Judah and Jerusalem fell down in worship before the Lord  (Some ladies did that as well)

VS 24  The armies anhihilated each other… God did all the work and when the men of Judah came, they saw only dead bodies!  God took care of it all!!!

Ok, so I trusted God – mostly because it was a financial immpossiblity for me to do it – and He did it all instead.  Every time I turned around that weekend there was a penny in front of me, on the pool steps, falling out of my menu… I just kept telling God, “thanks, that’s a great reminder.”

He never leaves us or forsakes us… I believe in my heart that every cent that we needed, He provided.  He had done it before, (another amazing story years before), but I guess I needed a new reminder that no matter how hard I try, I have to give the task to Him first or I’ll struggle with it.

I know it won’t take long before our new kitty will be running wild and hanging from the curtains – trusting us completely for food and water and a clean litter box with no question in her little mind.

We humans?  We sometimes need a little reminding, a little prompting, a little encouraging… or just an opportunity to trust Him for the first time. ;

John 4:13, 14  Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst.  Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”

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Posted by on September 22, 2012 in Life, in general


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Being a NEW Blogger

I hate to admit this, but I don’t read blogs that much.  In this picture/icon-filled world, not many people take the time to read anymore, but something in me has desired to write for a very long time and I keep putting it off.

I indulged in social media (Facebook) for too long and it became apparent that many people there were also too caught up in life to read much more than a quick status or two or peruse the family snapshots (captions optional).  Actually, that’s where I came across an excellent blog site called The Right Volume..primarily because it spoke to my womanhood, motherhood and my love for God, and also my imperfections that apparently everybody has.  (I know, that’s a secret that I wasn’t supposed to divulge)

Anyway, I’m an unfinished child most days.. God’s child specifically.  Wondering and pondering the same big questions that seem to plague many of my friends – who am I, what is my purpose in life, or my favorite “HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO GET ALL THAT DONE?”, etc. 

While all our answers to the big questions in life will ultimately be different and unique, I feel it necessary to share my struggles and successes in life to encourage others.  Mostly….because others have done that for me.

We’ll call it payback… not like you normally use the word… but as an expression of God’s LOVE that so many seem to be missing.

So, that’s why I have become a blogger… sound lame?  Let’s hope not ; )

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Posted by on September 21, 2012 in Life, in general, Writing


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