I am not on facebook. I was and wasted a heck of a lot of time on it pretending to be social but only writing, never saying or hearing an audible word from people, never making eye contact with them, never touching their skin. I still miss the thought of being “in touch” with them but once getting off of it realized it was just the thought I had to begin with. Knowing the events of a person’s life is in no shape the full picture of that person. Seeing pictures tells only part of the story. And I had shared my number before getting off of it and not one person from it except my best friend, one good friend and family has called since I’ve been off. No calls even when I was on, truth be told. It is this false notion of connectedness in an addictive need to know formula. And that is dangerous. One has a sense of urgent dependency to be on tech to feel connected but it is a false sense of connection. My husband got back on just to wish his daughter a happy birthday, as apparently she cannot communicate any other way. Now that he told her, he is getting off again. So, I was looking up a few friends from my past and they only jumped up in searches on facebook, maybe on Instagram too and nothing about real life. And it brought them right up so good people or bad people would know where they were, what they were doing, see their pictures, etc. That is pretty scary to me, maybe I am cautious. But being off facebook, evidently I am weird again and out of the loop and old fashioned and definitely out of people’s thoughts and minds and realm of communication. So, I draw closer still to God who loves me and my little family and take comfort that God is always with me, even on lonely night after lonely night and days of family and band family that are still around and maybe a friend now and then. And I am content, don’t get me wrong, but I miss days of calling someone up on a phone that doesn’t play a role in cancer and just talk or meet in person. Ooo, ah. What would it be like if neighbors still visited each other. What would happen if people actually still had and practiced real social skills? Who knew technology would kill real committed human connections. Amazing. So glad I have God or I would be extremely lonely in this world. I am so blessed. ❤
Realizing that every single God-made-in-love child is an invaluable part of God’s kingdom is the biggest knowledge to do any kids ministry best and most effectively. Yes, little people need guidance. Yes, little people need a lot sometimes. If you are keeping your relationship with God tight, He will draw you to love people and God has a soft spot for kids. He loves them. He cherishes them. So I do too. But keep nutrition flowing in from God because when you do kids ministry, you immediately see that many parents are not interacting with their children and they are needy for love, for God, for hope, for validation, for guidance. So many things, so just know that and be ready to pour out God’s love on them. It is a beautiful thing. ❤❤❤
Jesus loves children. So do I. I am a really old one myself. It is beautiful the newness of everything, the awe ar discovery, the preciousness of every minute, the here and now of it all, the faith and trust and wanting to please. There is a sacredness, a preciousness, an innocence to it all. It is endearing. I love leading these precious ones in worship to our Maker. Oh how they are eager to sing! To praise! To be heard! We need to keep them protected and out of harm’s way the best we can. Anyone who harm’s or wounds or warps a child should be severely punished now and if unrepentant will definitely be punished for an eternity. Anyone who kills a child (even an unborn baby) should have the same fate given to them, but that is my opinion because I share Jesus’ heart in matters of loving children. He never sent them away, always had time for them, encouraged their faith. I imagine he smiled so big when a child wondered after a butterfly, realizing He made them for just such a child to enjoy. Children are treasures. Teaching mine at home has been such at rich blessing for me. Leading worship also blesses me. I am mom first and foremost, always have been, always will be. If I could, my house would be full of them. As it is, we always end up with several around. God bless the children!! ❤
It does not matter if a man (or any human being for that matter) loves me. It does not matter if a man (or anyone) throws me out or leaves my life. It does not matter if a man (or anyone) rejects me or calls me names or disrespects me. It doesn’t even matter if a man (or anyone or everyone) loves me and cherishes me (which my husband does, thankfully). None of that matters in the broad scope of the brush. Those are details one can get lost in. What matters most during our journey through life on this planet is that God loves us. God loves me. God loves you. That means that the God of the universe, the almighty Maker of everything we know or don’t know yet about, every inch of it, loves, cherishes, wants, believes in, treasures me/you/us. He made us each unique on purpose in love and with special precious gifts and blesses us quietly throughout the day to encourage us. That is all we need. And having that, really getting it, is everything and luxuriously rich. ❤❤❤
I walk along the path during the sunrise.
The heat is not yet a struggle.
The birds sing and find food, the butterflies also
The wind wafts in waves over my skin.
Not entirely awake, I move one step in front of the other
With each, my eyes open more
And I am struck with the immense beauty
The calm and noise balance luxuriously.
I realize God is already up for He never sleeps
I say good morning and He does too in heart and nature.
His gentleness does not offend in the early hours.
God’s presence is always a delight.
How rich my walk when He is there.
And He is always there.❤❤❤
A momentary pause in quilt creation and attachment is required and welcomed. An honored guest is visiting for the day tomorrow, a special little person. We have the honor of spending the day with our 3 year old granddaughter tomorrow while daddy works. We are so excited! We have planned (ok, very loose interpretation on that word here lol) a lovely day of parks and picnics and fun at home. What fun!! So every break has importance and meaning, we just need to find it and relish it. Luxury! ❤❤❤