Yawn!
Rolling over . . .
Pulling sheet over head . . .
I’ll deal with it tomorrow . . .
Wonder why life is so disappointing?
On the other hand:
“Only put off until tomorrow
what you are willing to die having left undone. “
Pablo Picasso
Yawn!
Rolling over . . .
Pulling sheet over head . . .
I’ll deal with it tomorrow . . .
Wonder why life is so disappointing?
On the other hand:
“Only put off until tomorrow
what you are willing to die having left undone. “
Pablo Picasso
[ For the director of music. A psalm of David.] The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge.

“Speak Lord, for your servant is listening.”
- Theodore Roethke -

Boy, am I glad all I have to specialize in is loving Jesus! I can’t make the impossible happen, but He can and I’m counting on it!

Copyright 4-23-2013 Martha L Shaw
Yes, you read that correctly. Is God a stranger? My heart and soul says a loud NO, but read this quote:
- Paul Theroux -
Now, the most important question of all . . . why is it so often easier for us to believe in and trust strangers than God Himself? We do trust strangers with our lives everyday. Do we trust Him less? Equally? Far, far more than these?
I really like this quote. Great illustration of being intent on staying on the path we believe Jesus leads us on. I am recalling also that as a kid I loved riding my bike and could always be found doing so, but there was a dirt road in my neighborhood which was full of holes and puddles built up and there were rocks . . . going around the block meant some smooth places and some rough patches. Paying attention, much like keeping my focus on Jesus, was sometimes tricky so once I did crash. Flipped over the handle bars and scratched my arms and skinned my knees. Like Jesus when I stumble on His path, Mom and Dad were not far from me way back then. My scrapes and such were cared for and I was soon back on my bike and on the smoother road where I could maintain my balance and keep moving. If I gave up on riding, I would be unlikely to go places and life wouldn’t have been nearly as satisfying. The chance to see, to do, to be, to grow . . . would have been lost. Sure, I might have gotten a scrape now and then, but the alternative? A well-balanced life . . . or life sitting on the front steps. You decide.
Miraculous and simple? In one thought? Well, in truth, we focus so on what seems complicated that we miss the blessings and miracles which are poured out in such great abundance every day. Does our intensity of focus on the “big” things change anything? I believe not. When I work at fixing everything that “needs my attention” I get in the way of Him who truly can deal with it all . . . my job? Praise, trust, love, thanksgiving . . .
Some quotes to ponder:
- Nelson Mandela -
- Mahatma Gandhi -
I must share this. It is the second time in as many minutes in which the Lord placed the command to love before me and I believe He intends it to be shared. I sit here in intense pain and facing a low paying very physical part-time job and searching for strength and peace . . . in the room the tv is on and the familiar Boston accent is on the air speaking of the tragedy, lost limbs, lost lives in my former homeland of Boston. My pain brings tears to my eyes, but how much deeper is the pain those many many people feel just now . . . the pain of broken hearts.
Love heals. Let’s try hard to reflect His love . . .

Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another, for whoever loves others has fulfilled the law. Romans 13:8

Our trust in the Lord changes things, changes us, changes our perspective on darkness versus light. When we open the door in our hearts and let Him in, we follow the unknown path but with His hand in ours. Thus the darkness has a new light. It has been forever changed, as have we.
This world is so full of destructive forces. There is no challenge at all in finding words of hopelessness and negativity. As Christians it is our duty, our commission to be the voice of hope. We are failing. Let’s try harder, shall we?