So I found out recently that a long lost friend of mine took up playing piano. And I was curious, so I checked it out and saw him play on a video. For someone who used to play drums in our band, I was super impressed he is shining on my instrument after only a month. He is either a natural or really passionate about playing. Either way will get you there and I am so very happy for him. I am sure he doesn’t even consider me anymore, maybe forgot my name even by now, but I was happily surprised by his accomplishment and hope the Lord uses that to bring joy to his life because he seemed very unhappy.
So a discovery sometimes is a welcome surprise that inspires and is often a mixed bag because it brings to mind remembrances and missing people. So like the kids’ song says, “Be careful, little eyes, what you see. Be careful, little hands, what you do. Be careful, little feet where you go. For the Father up above is looking down in love. Be careful, little mouths, what you say.” It is important to consider some discoveries as “That’s nice” moments and move on. Too much rumination does no good. Might sour things. Food for thought. 😄❤
I love that God tells us how things are going to play out and about eternity with Him up front and what we need to do to stay close to Him. All that is spelled out in the Bible. Beautifully. Clearly. Simply. This world is a world of finding out the hard way. We find out later what we did wrong, too late what we did right, stage timing what was close but didn’t work, who really did love you after all but is long out of the picture now, what lost we lost steam on and gave up right before it would have worked. Finding out is a bit exasperating. But God is clear. Count and bank on Him. Only God we trust and His Word is straight forward and meaningful. We find out everything we truly need eternally from the Bible. How perfect is that!❤
I needed a ball gown for tomorrow for a fancy gig. Having lost 50 pounds, last year’s gown did not fit and I could not alter it again. So I found this little gem at the thrift store for $4.99. It was sleeveless (which would not work for a keyboard- playing dancing singer. So, as it was way too long, I hemmed it and took that fabric to make sleeves. I call it my fancy peacock dress. See why:
So what did I learn? That God blesses us with hidden gems if we look for it and put some work into it. And if you re-read that, it is a deep, amazing truth. That includes hidden gems within us and within other people. Sometimes you have to search a little, put in some time, work on it a bit and just bless it back. And all of a sudden, out pops a gold mine that was just waiting for someone to see its worth and bring it out. God is so very good, beautiful gem friend. ❤
As I turned off all the distractions,
The cellphone, the tv, the music, distractions,
I noticed the flowers in bloom in the yard,
The sound of the birds and the insect’s alarm.
I noticed my breathing the fresh air around,
The sounds of my children speaking around.
I noticed they loved the look in my eye
When distractions gone, and they saw my delight.
I noticed the quiet, the calm and the peace
And talking to God was immediate ease.
And I noticed that life was much better by ten
And decided the distractions were at a permanent end.❤
I live in central Florida, after having “permanent” addresses in 6 states (the moves were in order: MI, IN, MI, IN, MI, TN, MI, PA, FL, CA and back to FL) and spent lots of time in about 30+ states (including a week in HI) and three countries abroad (London, Poland and Russia). Traveling has always been a rich and loved part of my life. It is meaningful to travel. You cannot appreciate our incredible diversity of our fantastic United States of America by just living in one, in my opinion. But there are always regional differences. For example, MI had snow, as did IN and PA, but TN had one small snowfall and roofs collapsed and things shut down and southern CA and FL have never allowed me to see any at all, not that I miss anything but the beauty of it lol. Soda pop is called different names in different regions… pop, soda, coke, soda pop, fountain drinks are all regional names for the fizzy drink. Scenery ofcourse is quite different in different regions… beaches, mountains, flatlands, hills, lakes, even desert, all closer than you think. Insects.are different. In MI and up north, you can lay in the grass, ah, but.try that in FL and nasty ants bite you ferociously. Also, foods are different and the Midwest had the most flavorful veggies, most fruit and beef whereas the citrus here in FL is divine and I miss the avacados of CA. One quirk is the Smoky Links. Of all things, I really want to bite into a good smoky link with my eggs in the morning but alas, they do not sell them here. No one even heard of them. They have biscuits and gravy and other things you have to season the heck out of to produce flavor, and I have mastered that. But I miss Smoky Links. Whoever makes them, please send some down to central FL. Thank you. ❤
I just watched and listened to Red sing “The Dance” on the Voice. https://youtu.be/B50LXIoetlg I rarely ever get to see that show and enjoy everything but the back stories and commercials. (If they sing the song magnificently, you can feel their back story, but that is another blog post lol.) But I digress. The thing is the song reminded me that if we knew things would end, would we go through with it if it was going to end in a huge loss? I wrestle with that a little bit. Do good times for a while make up for a steep drop afterwards? Do great memories make up for the loss of a loved one? And I suddenly felt great appreciation to God for not letting us know everything. I am thankful to not know what is next (except heaven, I am glad to know that is coming up). I believe even more that God blesses us by withholding the future. We are who we are and hold beautiful memories we would otherwise miss by living the exact journey we walk, rest and run. Our journey is beautiful not just because of the good memories and good decisions but moreso because of deep blows we overcame with God’s help. I am happy not to know. I am thankful for every dance. ❤
So, I am learning a lot about life and me from this pantry installation. It was years in the planning and preparation and saving up phase. Now that it is here, I am tending to rush it. Why? My impatience, my worst flaw, is in full force. I am putting the paint on too thick, trying to get it all done in one coat and realizing now I have to do another coat anyway and now have to paint the border of the inside of the door in my sloppy drippy haste. It does not pay to rush a masterpiece. You take one step, one thin, careful coat at a time in painting and in life practice the same measures. One baby step at a time. Purposeful. Meticulous. Rushing produces more work and time and a mess really. I am getting this messon finally. I guess better late than never. Lol Now back to painting. Lol 🙂