Mind Over Everything

I may have told this story before, a long time ago, but it is poignant. An elderly man has developed a sever allergy to a tree outside his bedroom window. He is so congested, he cannot sleep and it is becoming a huge health problem. Being betrayed by his wife, who told the doctor he still sleeps with the window opened, the doctor demands he keep the windows closed so the purifier will work and he will be relieved of his symptoms and have the relief of sleep. His elderly wife closes the windows with strict instructions to keep them closed and follow the doctor’s advice. She took out her hearing aids and tried for sleep. The man could finally breathe but was feeling so claustrophobic that he still could not sleep. He always slept with the window open. He had to. He knew his wife would wake if he got up but he knew without her hearing aids, she could not hear a thing. So after she started snoring, he picks up and throws the alarm clock and hears glass shatter. Feeling so relieved that the window was now open, he slept a long, deep sleep as he had not in ages. In the morning, his wife yells this, “Why on God’s green earth did you break the mirror?”

See, he thought the window was open so he behaved as if it were. We are like this man, sorry to say. We are stubborn and prideful and convinced we should do what we want or feel we need to do. And God tells us to do the opposite. God says be humble, be teachable, do what I say for I know the past, present and future and can help you best. And so following God is our choice. We can obey or fight it. God will get His way eventually for He is God, and we will be rewarded if we help and not dig in against Him. ❤

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Sitting in the Studio

I had a dream last night about playing a gig with our present and past band members playing an all day gig together. It was so good and I woke up happy. So, Steve and I are aglitting here in the studio listening to all our tracks and lay recordings of current and past band members, and now and then we’ll hear Sherman’s  voice or Wil’s or Fonzy playing or Bill singing or Artie, etc. It reminds me of those beautiful musical moments with our band family. And I appreciate those moments.❤

Thrown Away

Thrown away, the soul dejected

Lost, alone, the heart does cry

The fit of loss is hard lifted

The burdened pain of love passed by.

And yet is hope, I hear it singing

Fading in from miles away

Call of trump and future mansion 

Jesus beckons me to His day.

Never think a loss is wasted.

Never wonder at pain you bear.

Bow in prayer to One who know all

And think on Him and He is there.❤

Never Alone; Trust God!

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

The good: Our band family had a great family gig today at the mall’s food court. There was singing, dancing, congo lines, great stuff. And my kids could come to it and have a blast and participate. They knew all the songs and played Morocco and egg shakers. It was a blast and I killed those congo songs, just saying. Pays to have gone through a reggae phase. Lol

The bad: Missed my friend today a lot and band family no longer with us. I wish there was a way for me to turn that off but for now, I feel it hard and do the best I can with God’s help.

The ugly: Got a bit lost on the way home and ended up very tired through Winter Haven. Oy. Must to printout my own directions and not rely on following someone. Lol 

But all in all, a tired but great day and gig. Glad to be home. Headed to the shower and then bed. Church tomorrow with my kids!!! I have a lot now… my two and the big bunch from church. Momma first and foremost. 😄❤

The Workings of a Sound Mind

Even in a dictatorship, the mind is free.

Even in deepest oppression, spirits can soar.

The mind is sound and it’s parts unique

And the draw to operate it can invent and create.

Even in solitude, the mind is free.

Even in abuse, the spirit can restore.

For God’s blessing to us is our brain

And our spirit is where His finds a home.

Frog People/Poetry Against Drone People

American automatic amphibian

The frog changes so much

It starts unable to walk, just swim

With tail a wagging, needing, moving

It grows some legs and can swim faster still.

Still it is wagging, needing, moving

And then two more legs come out and it’s able

To now hop and need and move even more

And it eats with an automatic instinct, no thinking first

And it goes through life needing and moving

American automatic amphibian

Frog people I see, around me they live to

Move and need and eat automatically.

No precious love is seen in their eyes, 

Frog people move and need and grow and thrive

American automatic frog people.

Once was empathy, giving, sacrifice

Now there is mindless catching of flies

I refuse to be a frog lady. I refuse.

I will give, sacrifice, empathize, think, explore.

For God made frogs frogs and us so much more, as

American autonomous people.❤

Eye Sight

As I age, my eyesight in some ways is much worse than it was. Being perfect most of my life, and being in a family full of glasses, I figured it was a matter of time. That has proves to be the case, but God gave me 43 years without glasses and with perfect vision. I have been blessed. So now I need glasses to see things close to me, so when I read or work on the quilt or many things. I can get by without them but my mind must infer the correct words from the blur and it requires more energy and I get tired and a headache. Sounds really old right? Well, in other ways as I have (ahem) matured, my eyesight and heart sight is increasingly more keen. I can see behind the mask people wear. I can see past the tough guy act. I can see the motives in the eyes. I can catch glimmers of hope in a Christian’s eyes. I can see a child in wonder who wants to know something. I can see when people need love. I can feel a person’s pain and see what they really need past rheir wants. I guess this is spiritual maturity, affecting your eye sight down to your soul. So in some ways, my eye sight is worse but I am completely good with that because far more importantly my spiritual eye sight is so much more acute and more like Jesus’. That makes me very very happy.❤❤❤