Wait a minute, it's Monday? I'm still back on Saturday. I awoke later than usual this morning, and couldn't comprehend the idea of Monday, already! We had a packed weekend, it was good, and now it's gone. Forever packed away in my memory banks, just like all the other days behind me! Well, most of it is packed away, some of it has simply flown away, my ability to recall all of it a blur!
My daughter in law was in a fashion show yesterday, and we all went to watch her. She did a great job. The show traveled us through time from 1920 to current times. I felt a little old when it was all said and done! The '60's being a memory for me, and the fashion being a fond delight to me. I'm a hippie at heart, flowers, tye dye, and beads. Add the free spirit, no rules, and adventure in there and it's all good.
As I've been planning an event for this coming Saturday, God has brought to my awareness the hippie in me. I move by the Spirit, and run from excessive planning. I fall before Him in prayer, counting on the fact that HE will pull through. I thank Him for the planners He brings into my life, to keep schedules in focus and manage what may seem unmanageable. His hand is ever present, filling each one of us with His light and love.
This morning, I read in Hebrew chapter 5. I love the beginning of this chapter: "Every high priest selected to represent men and women before God and offer sacrifices for their sins should be able to deal gently with their failings, since he knows what it's like from his own experience..........no one elects himself to this honored position, He's called to it by God...."
As I look back into the past and see all my failings and how God has so wondrously worked miracles in my life and in the lives of my family, I pray that He will continue to soften my heart towards the failings of others. And, soften my heart towards my own failings. I pray that His free Spirit will continue to soar IN me, and I will be used in the hearts of others. I pray that I have learned and will continue to learn from the years behind me and then walk forward on the path laid out before me.
Through the 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, and into today, He has fashioned my life in such a way that He can use me as a witness and a living eternal being to His light and His work. Through the years I can journey back and see His magnificent Hand.
My hippie lifestyle has been molded by Him to shine through the trials, the rocks, the pain. I remember the 60's and my brothers on drugs. I remember the 70's, and the emptiness of my heart. I remember the 80's and the feeling of shame and despair. I remember the 90's and the desperate need to cope, and His incredible rescue. I see now, and praise Him for it all, His love, His glory, His hand upon me. What a wonder, what an adventure! Life is such a trip!
Say That Again, Awesome Father. You are my journey, You are ever present, You are the adventure.
My daughter in law was in a fashion show yesterday, and we all went to watch her. She did a great job. The show traveled us through time from 1920 to current times. I felt a little old when it was all said and done! The '60's being a memory for me, and the fashion being a fond delight to me. I'm a hippie at heart, flowers, tye dye, and beads. Add the free spirit, no rules, and adventure in there and it's all good.
As I've been planning an event for this coming Saturday, God has brought to my awareness the hippie in me. I move by the Spirit, and run from excessive planning. I fall before Him in prayer, counting on the fact that HE will pull through. I thank Him for the planners He brings into my life, to keep schedules in focus and manage what may seem unmanageable. His hand is ever present, filling each one of us with His light and love.
This morning, I read in Hebrew chapter 5. I love the beginning of this chapter: "Every high priest selected to represent men and women before God and offer sacrifices for their sins should be able to deal gently with their failings, since he knows what it's like from his own experience..........no one elects himself to this honored position, He's called to it by God...."
As I look back into the past and see all my failings and how God has so wondrously worked miracles in my life and in the lives of my family, I pray that He will continue to soften my heart towards the failings of others. And, soften my heart towards my own failings. I pray that His free Spirit will continue to soar IN me, and I will be used in the hearts of others. I pray that I have learned and will continue to learn from the years behind me and then walk forward on the path laid out before me.
Through the 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, and into today, He has fashioned my life in such a way that He can use me as a witness and a living eternal being to His light and His work. Through the years I can journey back and see His magnificent Hand.
My hippie lifestyle has been molded by Him to shine through the trials, the rocks, the pain. I remember the 60's and my brothers on drugs. I remember the 70's, and the emptiness of my heart. I remember the 80's and the feeling of shame and despair. I remember the 90's and the desperate need to cope, and His incredible rescue. I see now, and praise Him for it all, His love, His glory, His hand upon me. What a wonder, what an adventure! Life is such a trip!
Say That Again, Awesome Father. You are my journey, You are ever present, You are the adventure.
Isn't it amazing how we can see God in our lives through out the years.Thanks for sharing.
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