Reason Being

I write because God gave me the words. I sing and play because God gave me the song. I dance because God granted me whimsy. I am not brilliant. I try. I am not flawless. I try. I am and I do because of God. It is just that simple. He is the reason for everything.

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The Good Change

I love surprises. I love change. Not all changes or surprises are good once you have reached the age of 40. Often it involves the sickness of a friend or death of a relative or mentor in the faith. Sometimes it involve new life with grandchildren and then it is lovely (even if you only rarely get to see them). Life is full of surprises and changes because God created life. Everything He creates has motion. Even atoms never sit still. If you sit outside quietly you won’t have quiet for long, birds are communicating and flying, bugs are hopping and flying around, often making noises as they do so, leaves and limbs make noise and move in the wind which comes and goes, thunder may rumble, clouds change right before your eyes. Nothing is perfectly still. Even the earth is spinning at an alarming rate all the time as we rotate through space in orbit around the sun. Change is in our DNA. It is a part of us. You may want things to never change at a given point in life when things are particularly wonderful or serene, but the moment fades and the reality of change recurs. And my mind was drawn to the amazing and wonderful realization that some day soon we will all go through an enormous game changing but very very good change when we arrive in Heaven. There will be this amazing change when Jesus comes back to Earth and changes every single thing. From that point on (assuming you are saved) we will be forever good for no evil will exist again at all. I cannot even imagine that, can you? No more pain, no more tears, in constant companionship with the God of the universe and all the saints! It is an incredible thought! So I not only love that good change coming, but I base my hope on it.

Stronger than Steel

When men and women are free, their imaginations are stronger than steel. When they are repressed, distracted, limited, controlled, their freedom and hope suffers and that cycles to a slow death of the imagination. Marketing appears to think outside of the box, but its evil is that they push you to think their way so is as much of a prison as the rest of the list above. So what do we do about that? We limit our ability to be repressed and distracted and controlled and manipulated by limiting their access to our minds and protecting our country from tyranny of any kind. We demand the politicians we are paying exorbitant salaries to do what is best for us and not themselves or other politicians. We limit our use of technology for our purposes and not their manipulations. We support our amazing military and veterans. We stop killing our unborn babies. We get back firmly to the moral code of conduct that has been ripped from us subtly over years and reinstall it in our schools and public buildings. We all get back to regular Bible study, prayer and fasting and do what is right. We support our greatest allies, Israel. This is, I believe, the only way we will successfully reverse any of this garbage we are dealing with in America now. We can be stronger than steal again. We can restore this country to its former glory. It is still the best place in the world, but we must improve and protect her. Many wish us harm. Harm will come if we do not do the above things and thus do not have the Lord on our side. We need God on our side to heal our country. We must pray to this end.

Between the Lines

My favorite part of any story is what people left out or didn’t say. What intrigues me most is an author skilled enough to not say the tactical points which allows your mind to work at filling in the blanks, sets your imagination into action and draws you into the book. In life, we get snippets of a conversation, pieces of the puzzle and we often need to discover what is hidden between the lines. To do this, a wise person will, I believe, not just charge in with preconceived assumptions but seek counsel and guidance from the One who knows every answer. Sometimes we allow ourselves to be offended by things in between the lines we have filled in ourselves with our imaginations. Often, reality ends up being quite different and we were upset over a phantom we created. We cast the light ourselves onto a self-contrived shadow puppet and are angered by the reflection. Seems ridiculous but happens all the time. We need God’s wisdom and conversations with Him before we rush to judgments at what isn’t there. With God’s help, we can integrate the fruits of the Spirit into our psyche and then seek clarification from God and the source,if possible. The other facet is a deep appreciation of my closest friends who can read between the lines in my life and help take me to the heart of the matter. I believe God puts some friends together to encourage one another, a perfect fit to Reade each other between the lines. 🙂

Life Changes in a Woman’s Perspective

Women each have their own experiences, their own timeline, their own battles and struggles, their own way to joy and peace. We all develop and change independent of each other. We all fall in love and marry and carry children and rear them differently, in our own time and ways. We are very different because of these things, and despite how close we are to other women and even with similar large life experiences, we are all on a separate journey. And everyone seems to have a different attitude and perspective on that journey as well. This is a beautiful thing, these differences. We all have beauty of our own based on our outlook and perspective of these events. All have good and bad thrown at them along life every day and each has a different way of seeing and responding to them. Some focus on each one and get stuck while some glide through it all, some worry about every detail and other focus on God’s role in the circumstances. Some are angry often while some seem to never be so. It is quite fascinating and lovely when you have an insight into many individuals. Men have these differences as well, but most men do not have the scope of life changes and accompanying hormone attacks. Women’s hormone change dramatically with the onset of her periods, during each period at some point, during any life stresses, during and after child carrying and childbirth and during the change to stop the periods. It is a old, whacky ride. Despite all the hurdles of life, we also have to moderate these crazy hormones. This either makes us the weakest sex or the strongest, depending on our success rate with juggling, seemingly. Regardless, the changes of our life and our respective reactions and decisions shape our individual character and life story. Each story is individualized and beautiful in its entirety and you need never be ashamed of it. Even if horrible choice have darkened your heart and would, God’s light can easily penetrate that dark spot and bring light from it, as easily as a hot knife through butter. I love to see people’s stories and you should be proud of yours. And if you are not particularly proud of it at this exact moment, be encouraged that this moment is almost over and we have another next and another, and one good decision is all it takes to change the outlook of the next moment. And a chain of these good decisions is all it takes to go from a beautiful life to a beautiful and meaningful and peaceful life. May God hold you along your journey!

Misunderstood

In my heart, I believe I am someone who tries very hard to be good and do and say the right thing because I have been saved from death into life through Christ’s sacrifice and resurrection. I know the great amount of sin I am capable of and have been a part of, so I appreciate dearly the payment for my soul. I believe I am worthwhile and loved and important to God because He tells me that is true of me and everyone He made. He tells me that quite plainly in the Bible. From the unborn baby to the elder near death, it is true of us all. So, because of my appreciation and love back to God and His Son, I do my best to live in service to Him and others. Despite my best efforts, sometimes without really purposing to do so, I invariably serve myself instead. It is not wrong to live life to meet your needs or desires, as long as they do not wrong someone else or offend God by it, but when we try to do good and bad comes instead, I realize it sometimes too late. Sometimes it is quite unintentional and I do not even realize it until the offense has been made. Sometimes it was bad delivery of something good or sometimes the other person wasn’t ready to accept it because of something in their life. Most people have their own version of every incident or conversation. They hear from their mind and screen the words through its replays of past experiences. So, something supposed to encourage looks the opposite or a simple question looks like an accusation. I know I meant to help but it comes across the opposite. So now, when I pray, I ask the Lord for wisdom to say the right thing at the right time for the right reasons. I do not want to be misunderstood and kill my witness or relationship or whatever. I love deeply those few I let into my circle. Very few know how deeply I love, and I wish to be able to express that more for their sake and the Lord’s. I don’t want to be misunderstood. It hurts everyone. I purpose to be clear and accurate. I used to be very funny but clarity has become more of a focus to me because funny would hurt people sometimes and I don’t want to hurt anyone. So, though often I am still misunderstood because my mouth preceded my mind again, I always mean to help. I am actively working on this and just wanted to voice that.

Extraordinary Life

Middle aged now, I have some friends sick, some have died, some are dying, others are healthy and strong, others truly just happy and others healthy but caught up in the rat race. I have friends that are parents and grandparents, caretakers, in ministry, against ministry and everything in between. The happiest people are not, ironically, Christian versus Christian, as you would assume from reading Scripture. The happiest people are those who have a broader scope of reference. Let me explain. People who have traveled more, done mission work, served people of varying backgrounds, attended social functions with various people, had conversations with a lot of different people, read a variety of books, these are the people who seem the most happy and content in my world. I am one of these people. All of these interactions allow for a different perspective and a greater appreciation of their lot in life and God and His world and people. Those poorly traveled, poorly served and poorly socialized (I mean in the society at large and not school) and poorly read have a greater level of narcissism and a much more limited view of life. These people seem less content, busier with looking at the other side of the fence, dissatisfied, more ignorant on what else is out there for better or worse. I believe God calls us to a life of service for His good, for other people’s good and especially for our good. We are His adopted children, so He wants us to have I formed joy. Staring at the same plot of land and barely moving from it whilst staring at a metal box that flashes pictures of everyone as beauty kings and queens (as if that ever resembles reality) does not yield a happy person. We are called to more, higher purposes, greater understanding of God’s creation which yields greater understanding ding of God and more meaningful worship.