And I have work to do. My mom is suddenly wanting to house hunt, which means I hunt houses for her. This is with the goal to spend less per month. I get it, but all of a sudden it is urgent, like inmediately. And we are converting the back patio into a sunroom/Florida room so I am helping our carpenter with making the storage wall and soon will put in windows where screens were. And I have some catching up of cleaning to do after a very busy week of gigs and us just getting my daughter well. Busy, busy, busy and… tomorrow’s my birthday. 45th birthday at that. So… my world will keep going as if nothing happened but I will consciously spend more time in prayer with my Lord. That will make it special. And I am very happily, joyfully content with that. God is so very good!❤❤❤
My mother gave birth to me during this month. That means I was conceived some time in May. Since May, I was a growing baby. And I grew miraculously until I was mature enough to come out into this world and breathe on my own. I was fully functional long before that but just not big enough yet. And I was born on February 16th. And this birth month I am not as excited to celebrate my birthday or birth month as is my custom. I am sorrowful for the babies who are now able to be murdered because of some heartless, evil politicians and the heartless, evil people who elected them and approved and even cheered this heartless, evil decision. It was a dark day in our country and if people do not rise up and demand it be overturned and at the least isolated, we will all face the judgment of God. And that is a matter of national security as surely as loose borders are. And this is the deep mournful concern on my heart during this month I used to celebrate. How can I celebrate life when my American brothers and sisters are celebrating death? How can any of us?💔
More than any other joy-enriching exercise is music. I am listening now to A Clampton Christmas and feel joy in me grow. It makes me happy he is still good at and doing the music he loves. I love also the classics. No one on the planet could do White Christmas better than the dreamy rich Bing Crosby. So many classics of Christmas makes me so happy but moreso was our church singing Christmas hymns of old together, all worshipping our Jesus, whose birth is the reason Christmas is joyful and worth the celebration. So, listen to some good Jesus celebrating music today and tomorrow and have a joyful, very merry and blessed Christmas celebration, the best birthday party ever!!! I love you and more importantly, so does Jesus!!! XOXO😄❤🎁🎄
So my son is officially a Teenager today!!! Woo hoo! So, we already had the party but today he picks the menu and we started the day with bacon and scrambled eggs. And if course, we are roller blading and swimming today… his favorite things. And I am so blessed by God with this amazing boy. He has had so much difficulty with step parents but he has had a lot of good stuff and strong Bible teaching and is developing into a really good, godly man. I am thankful and blessed that God is blessing him with ledership and integrity and strength. I love my boy! God is so good and I am very appreciative!❤
Ever get to a date that used to be memorized and celebrated but that person is no longer anywhere around for one reason or another, they passed to heaven, they left traumatically, they abandoned you or moved on from your life, they are far physically now, whatever the case may be? But the date remains planted there because it had rooted deeply before the separation occurred. That day is still a celebration because that person is still important, still loved, still valued for lessons learned. This is one of those days for me. A day of celebratory contemplation and missing.
And we do not have a memory like God does. It is so cool and powerful that God can choose to forget. We cannot. The scene can dim over time and fade to sepia tones but it can still be recalled, it does not disappear. Which is why we must be careful what goes into our minds. But God can forget. And it says in His Truth (the Bible) that His love impel Him to choose to forget our sins when we confess and repent and ask Him to remove them through Jesus. It disappears, as if it never existed. The enemy will use our memory against us and recall it to torture us, but those are lies and the truth is that God has lovingly chosen to wipe them out of history and existence. Just don’t go back to it.❤