On Healthy Living

 

We are healed by what we are . . .

what we were made to be.

The preacher must preach,

the singer must make her music,

the writer must write.

Death is in the denial

but life is in the acceptance . . .

                 By Martha L Shaw – Copyright 09-29-12

Jesus Said “Come To Me”

Reblogged from My Soul Dances Devotionals:

Read:  Matthew 11:16-30

Thought for the day: “ . . . surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”

Sunday is my favorite day of the week.  Always.  Jesus is with me every moment of every day and the Holy Spirit is always deep within me guiding me, but somehow being together with the amazing body of Christ at church is like being on holy ground and nearly always fills me with such joy and new life for the coming week. 

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Hugged by Jesus - today's devotional

Where To Find Ideas For Art & Crafting

Reblogged from Quilting, FiberArt & Painting:

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This is a popular question and since the truth is "everywhere" but not altogether helpful, I thought I'd give an example or two . . . .

I have always loved those "Irish Knit" sweaters, but try as I might I simply could not fall in love with knitting.  I crochet.  I know a lot of stitches having done this since about 4 years old, so I simply hit a sale on yarn and combined row upon row of various textures stitches I liked, repeated some in a way that pleased my eye, and suggested a bit of that "Irish Knit" look, and there you have it.

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Inspiration all around you!

Wordlessness . . . A Quote For Sunday

Perhaps, this being my Sunday post, my thoughts on this quote have been slanted some but I suspect the title of “wordlessness” is not one you’d expect a writer to jump to.  Oh, but one can be inspired at any given time and love, peace, inspiration, and other delights do not always require words, do they?  My thoughts might not be what the original quote relates to, but sometimes messages go from one being to another in the way we clasp hands, enjoy a sunset, a walk on the beach, or paging through a book of memories . . . simply heart to heart and soul to soul . . .

 

Much of what was said did not matter, and much of what mattered could not be said.

- Katherine Boo -

A Tanka Poem Celebrating Change

Dry leaves falling fast

Prepare a place for new birth

Beauty all its own

Leaving ablaze with color

Then a time of rest and growth

By Martha L Shaw – Copyright 9-29-2012

Martha’s Six Word Saturday

 

 

Rest

Release

Restore

Receive

Rejoice

Repeat

Shhh!

When you have nothing to say, it does not matter how many syllables you use.

Harvest Season – Thoughts Of Another Garden

Reblogged from My Soul Dances Devotionals:

 

Read: Psalm 119:97-99

 

Thought for the day:  “‘My son,’ the father said, ‘you are always with me, and everything I have is yours.
Luke 15:30-32

 

Working a bit in the garden got me to thinking, as such tasks so often do. Hands busy while the mind, heart, and soul are set adrift . . . these are usually times I spend with Jesus.

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Today's post on my devotionals blog!

Simple and Sweet Tassel Ornaments

Reblogged from Quilting, FiberArt & Painting:

Tassels  are always popular and quite expensive in my personal opinion.  You can make your own quite simply and it doesn't need to cost much.  Admittedly, I had some heavy thread on hand and a small amount of metallic ribbon and a handful of bells, but these can be bought inexpensively in discount stores and craft shops.  However, you can use things you have on hand as well such as string, fancy yarn, cute buttons, beads, and more.  

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Simple to do and kid friendly!

A Challenge for Saturday – Bible Verse

So, I am in a wilderness “season” spiritually and the peace and calm can be rudely interrupted by surprise attacks and loud unpleasant sounds nearby.  Yet, trust and peace and hope are the required fare to continue on the journey.  As I type this I’ve jumped twice from sounds nearby.  Know what though?  I am loved.  I will be okay.  I do not know what’s next or when, but I know the amazing love of my Lord.  It’s all good.  I was just having some quiet time with HIm and it was completely uninterrupted and I drifted into half slumber of perfect peace in Him and suddenly found myself singing a song I can’t identify.  However, the one line in it which was coming from me as I returned to this world was based on the following verse and since many of you are in a wilderness as well, I hope this calms the present situation some and reminds you of how much you are loved:

Isaiah 26:3

^]3 You will keep in perfect peace
him whose mind is steadfast,
because he trusts in you.