To Bloom or Not To Bloom

Followed by whistling and Jamaican beats... This was a favorite song of mine many years ago.  "Here is a little song I wrote You might want to sing it note for note Don't worry be happy In every life we have some trouble When you worry you make it double Don't worry, be happy......" source: http://www.lyricsondemand.com/onehitwonders/dontworrybehappylyrics.html However fun the song is, it does have some Biblical truth to it. Matthew 6:25-34 tells us that we have no reason for worry.... unless.... 25   “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26  Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27  Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? 28  “And why do you worry about clot

Have you ever been sitting in church and suddenly been swept away into another mental realm? For example, when your driving in your car, the same route over and over, and one day you start off to work and suddenly you arrive and you realize, "I don't really remember driving here. How did I get here so quickly? Did I drive past the school? the Sonic? Starbucks??" It's like our bodies take over and drive that same familiar route, but our mind is completely somewhere else. Our bodies follow the habit, but our minds are distracted and maybe, simply bored.  I hate to admit it, but that is where I found myself in church this past Sunday.... driving along in habit, singing the songs, but my mind was totally somewhere else. Please understand that has no reflection whatsoever on the worship team that was leading... it was just me. I just couldn't seem to get mentally in tune with the worship.  Until, something kind of strange happened.... I heard rain.  It was

My morning consisted of many activities, but one stands out above the rest. It is a conversation that I had with God. I did as I do many days, I talk audibly to the open air in my house. I concentrate in prayer more easily when I talk out loud. I presented my laundry list of concerns and posed many questions about upcoming events in the near future. I reminded Him of imposing deadlines that would surely determine major events in the lives of whom I am held accountable. I reminded Him that many of these decisions could be very costly and involve many players. AND I reminded him again of the deadlines quickly approaching.... again.  Mind you, these are no small decisions and they have not risen overnight. After posing these issues to Him time and time again over the past year, I am beginning to wonder if my communication line is completely broken down. Surely, He knows that I have to have a job to support my family... that my landlord is awaiting my decision to stay or vacate an

Just wanted to share a message that has been repeated to me through many songs, scriptures, stories and teachings over the last couple of weeks. When seeking God to hear his voice and his word for my life at this time, I have continuously been led to three specific characters in the Word; Abraham, Moses and Ezekiel. Abraham had a promise from God, but saw only old age in the physical realm and his own wife laughed at the thought of bearing children. Moses was called by God, but saw only his physical short comings and his own people rejected him. When he led the Israelites to the edge of the sea, yet again, there was the impossible ahead of him. Ezekiel was led to prophesy to a valley full of dried up bones to rise up and breathe. In the natural, we can only see the impossibilities, the dry bones, the death in our own lives and circumstances. But GOD leads us to the impossible and then, like a pop quiz, asks us, "can these bones live?” Then He stands and waits for our response. Wh

It's simple.... Your word is your promise. You do what you say. A promise is a promise. Breaking it is never a consideration. Think of others before yourself. Making others happy will bring you joy. Doing anything because it "feels right" suggests that you haven't given it much thought to whether it IS right. Feelings WILL change. Honor remains the same. Respect the ones you love first because you will always love those whom you respect. Honor and commitment should never become a thing of the past or the past is all we will have left. There will be nothing left for our future. Our society has been lied to. We are told by media, friends, family and some religions that if it feels good... Then we should do it. Our own happiness should reign supreme. If something gets too hard, then we should move on. So what happens when you can no longer find happiness by doing what feels right? When you have left everything and everyone behind to follow your heart? W

I like information. You could call me an information junkie. I like to research, read and then write about what I have learned. I like knowing "stuff!" So, another term for me could be... "a-know-it-all." It's okay... I am coming to terms with this label and finding out how to use my powers for good and not evil. Ha, ha! :P I used to write stories and poems as a kid and teen, and inevitably, they would represent some part of me: past, present, or future. Maybe, someday, I will take the time to write like that again... If and when the inspiration hits.  But, for today (January 6th), I wanted to see who else, out there, had experienced what I have and what they had to say about it. It reminds me that we are never alone... there is nothing "new under the sun." It was a cathartic exercise for me, since, today is my 16th anniversary. It's ok... I'm ok.... So, today I looked up quotes and one liners. I love finding great quotes! You will see so

In a much earlier post, I mentioned that it would be so awesome if sometimes God would actually text us or call us so that we could feel like we were having a real life conversation.... So, I have to share this little story from last night... its like 2am and I can't sleep. Bogged down by all the events of the evening, I just could seem to wind down. I had done all sorts of things and had been laying in bed listening to Gateway's praise and worship music for quite a while. I kept having the urge to turn on the TV, because the nights are sometimes the hardest. But, I also had the feeling that God was telling me, "Just wait. Listen for me. I will keep you company." So... I waited. It just seemed to get harder. It was getting later and later. Just when I roll over thinking that I am gonna get no relief... it happened. I heard that buzzing sound coming from my phone... what? Who on earth would be texting me in the middle of the night? It's almost 3am. I look

Whew... breathe . Sometimes, I just have to remind myself to breathe. Sounds silly, I know, but in this place, sometimes you forget to do the most basic of things to keep yourself alive.... breathe.   I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't cry so much in front of the kids... I would keep a "lid on it," so to speak. But of course, whenever you make a resolution, it's the first 24 hours that seems to pull out all of the punches. I have cried a lot tonight. And, of course, right after I wrote my last blog about not looking back but pushing forward.... well, I get thrown back and moving forward just seems impossible.  I am just keeping it real here, folks. No one can go through a life altering blow without injury.  The car has crashed, and we are all coming out of it alive, but forever altered. I think that I sat in the smoldering car a little too long. My injuries have me crawling and sometimes just slithering away. I can't seem to stay away from

"If Satan can keep you looking back, he can keep you from moving forward. It's a new day. Press on ." Dr. Tony Evans What does pressing on look like? And if this is a "new day" and a "new year".... why does it look and feel so much like the old one? Accepting this new role as a single... single mom... is the challenge of accepting many things that are completely beyond my control. One of them being, accepting the simple fact, that I am not in control of anything.  Sometimes the car turns to the left, sometimes it doesn't. The ice maker... well, doesn't make anything. I have no idea what the next day will bring... more bills, more worries, more heartache???  Or, could this "new day, new year" actually bring new good things?  There's "the rub." I don't know, and I have no control over any of it.  I do my best and the rest... well, it's up to Him. Jeremiah 29:11 has come to my attention several times to