Showing posts with label Bible. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bible. Show all posts

Saturday, September 13, 2014

What Does Your Home Say About You?

     Mementos adorn every area of my house. They’re a part of me and speak volumes of who I am. I like to think my house reflects hope as my writing strives to do.

 

Plates painted by my 2 youngest & a bear picture painted by the oldest -both at age 8-9

     My three daughters are precious. Memories from their childhood grace several rooms. I cherish each and remember where it was made and which girl made it. Come Christmas, our tree sports decorations made by our daughters. No faddish tree will do for me.

 

Pictures adorn every table, desk, and wall in this place; children and grandchildren at different ages. If you give me a vacant, spot, I’ll fill it. I add extra shelves to hold new treasures. I look for new ways to display art.

 

History speaks to me. Things from my past hold a place in my heart. This pitcher set was given to my grandmother when she married my grandfather, so it’s somewhere around 75 years old. I don’t do genealogy, but years ago, when wondering where I got my love of writing, I met a cousin of my mother who wrote poetry.

 

 
Friends are important. I may never travel to England or Australia, but I have souvenirs from there given to me by gracious friends. I have visited fields of bluebonnets, but none any more beautiful than a picture painted by a friend.

London souvenir from my English friend, Anne
from Australia. Thank you, Madeleine, my online writing friend.
 


painted by a dear friend now gone to heaven
Stacks of papers and books make up my husband’s “black hole.” I dust around them, but I never remove them. That’s his territory, a reminder of the wonderful man that shares my home.

 

Sayings stuck on mirrors, pictures, or cabinets remind me of things I tend to forget, but shouldn’t. One is entitled "Memories." Another says "move it or lose it." The one stuck on the bluebonnet picture above says "It's never too late to be who you might've been."

 

The Bible I’m studying at the present sets beside my place at the dining table for easy pick-up to read after I eat.

 

My writing corner. The plaque above it says "Lo, I am with you always - Jesus
 
 
 
 
 
 
A junky study overflows with books, papers, and file cabinets highlighting the computer where I pour out my heart through my fingers.


 
What’s in your house, condo, or apartment? What does it tell the onlooker about you?

Saturday, August 10, 2013

WHO'S GOT YOUR BACK?

On Highway 80 between Laramie and Rawlins, Wyoming, God used a rest stop to minister to me about His protection.

Have you  noticed? Life isn't fair. Bad stuff happens.

In a previous church home, my pastor preached a sermon about, "I have your back." Now, in all honesty, that man couldn't always "have my back," because no human is perfect. When life gets a person down, steps on them, and starts kicking, some individuals will fight until their last drop of strength is expended. Others will lay and allow the kicking. Some turn to drugs or alcohol to lessen the pain. None of these options protect us during the rough times.

What does all that have to do with a rest-stop west of Laramie, Wyoming?

The name of the rest-stop is Wagon Hound Rest Stop. We traveled this lonely stretch of highway with no businesses and very little traffic. When you leave Laramie headed west, you travel a long way in wilderness mountain area, so by the time you reach Wagon Hound, the building is a welcome sight. The first thing you notice when you step outside is the blast of wind. Walking is difficult. Hair-dos are impossible. Holding onto your jacket is hard.

The rest stop perches atop one of the mountains with a miles-wide view. I circled the parking lot where I got a man-against-nature feeling. I noticed fences built down the southeastern slope of the mountain. Every few feet held another fence. I stopped to read the posted sign telling the history of the area (which came from a wagon train that passed that way during that period of America's history). The sign also explained that winds whip through that area at up to 70 mph.

Holding the very hair on my head while I read the sign, I noticed that.

In Wyoming's harsh winters,  wildlife could easily starve. God, in His plan to protect the animals, causes the wind to blow the snow into heaps exposing dry land where the animals can scavenge and find food. Men assisted by building fences to stop the blowing snow.

     Behold the fowls of the air; for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your Heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?
     And why take thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow, they toil not, neither do they spin:
     And yet, I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these
                                               Matthew 6: 25, 28,29

If God takes care of the wildlife in the mountains, how much more will He take care of you and me?

Only God cam bring victory out of defeat.

Only God can provide when all seems destroyed?

Only God can always "have our backs."

Who has your back?

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Ask the True Expert

We can't always trust our GPS. The helpful instrument is only as good as the information entered and the updates added. Sometimes, that can be wrong.

When my husband and I headed off for our trip to Yellowstone, our first stop to spend the night was Raton, New Meixco. A friend recommended a small RV park there by the name of Summerlan. We entered the address into our GPS and followed the directions. We came into the town on Highway 87. The sweet, feminine voice of our GPS advised us to turn right in one quarter mile. After that distance, the right turn entered Highway 25.
      Our guide told us to take that first exit and go over the interstate highway.
      "Ah, I said, it must be on the other side of the interstate."
      But, on the other side was other businesses, and no RVs. We again reached Highway 87 at the corner of the McDonalds Restaurant. Then, we spotted the sign that gave the street name: Cedar St., the street address of Summerlan RV Park.
     Our GPS guide remained silent.
    "I'm taking it," my husband said. After all, there was no street on the other side of 87 and the GPS had told us to turn right.
     So, we turned.
    We drove...and drove...and drove, but found nothing but residential.
    "The numbers are getting smaller," my husband said. "We're lost."
    When all else fails, call the source, so I dialed the number for Summerlan RV Park. A nice lady understood exactly what happened. She tried to explain it, but her directions were contrary to our
GPS.
     "I'll stay on the line," she said with a sensitive, thoughtful voice. Her words guided us to the other side of Highway 87, the other side of Highway 25 and to the left.
     There before us spread a small, but welcoming sight, Summerlan RV Park. Though it was raining, that sweet lady met us with an umbrella and helped my husband inside to sign the papers and get our RV space for the night. She may not have had the tech knowledge wrapped up in a GPS, but she owed the park and knew all about it.


A friend's backyard which makes a wonderful place to talk with God.


Sometimes, it's like that in life. Burdened down with depression or turmoil, we seek help and follow advice from so-called experts. We read books on the topic, we listen to speeches, we counsel with ones who supposedly have the answers. When all else fails, we read our Bible or pray. The true expert (God) created us and knows all about us. His answers, His advise, His directions will always be correct.

This is not to say that psychiatrists, psychologists, social workers, preachers, teachers, or authors who are expert in their field don't have a place or a need. Our GPS has been our guide in several cities in the past. Without it, traversing unknown area would've been difficult. My point is that to be sure the help we receive is right, we must go to the source.

To the point above, I add this footnote. I'm one of those so-called expert authors. My book Divine Dining: 365 Devotions for Healthier Weight and Abundant Wellness gives advice for losing weight God's way. My own weight loss journey makes me an "expert." However, if you suffer from compulsive overeating, seek out the Bible and talk with God to be sure of getting wisdom for your unique lifestyle.


Are you faced with a problem today that you might need to ask guidance from the true expert?