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Wisdom

“There is no royal flower-strewn path to success. And if there is, I have not found it for if I have accomplished anything in life it is because I have been willing to workhard.”

 ~ Sarah Breedlove Walker
 
If you reason with an arrogant cynic, you’ll get slapped in the face;
    confront bad behavior and get a kick in the shins.
So don’t waste your time on a scoffer;
    all you’ll get for your pains is abuse.
But if you correct those who care about life,
    that’s different—they’ll love you for it!
Save your breath for the wise—they’ll be wiser for it;
    tell good people what you know—they’ll profit from it.
Skilled living gets its start in the Fear-of-God,
    insight into life from knowing a Holy God.
It’s through me, Lady Wisdom, that your life deepens,
    and the years of your life ripen.
Live wisely and wisdom will permeate your life;
    mock life and life will mock you.
 
Proverbs 9: 7-10
 
     It was what I prayed for yesterday,
     to color my day, to guide my way.
     You led me, mouth cloaked in your hand,
     step by step, in your plans.
     
     I heard your voice proceed from places
     in my home, in friendly spaces.
     You cupped my ears, led me still,
     my eyes on you, my heart to fill.
     
     The sound of children filled my soul
     Their grievances echoed, past my goal
     The smell of pain, Your own now rose
     paled all others, new paths showed.
 
    We touched the pencils, crayons, pens,
    poured ourselves through a different lens.
    Creatively letting go of all,
    Laughing, sharing, discerning scrawl.
 
    The taste of cookies, filled and sweet
    made our time with you complete.
   Though your name was merely hinted
   Wisdom crossed the pages printed.
 
   All together, Spirit led,
   All together, we were fed.
   Thank you Lord for times like these,
   When wisdom writes, pain is eased.
 
Hi folks, the Lord is truly a master at helping me to see those things that I need to truly let go  At my poetry workshop yesterday, the kids were sharing their 
hearts, hurts, laughter, frustrations in a safe environment, and in a place where they felt free to think, feel, express.  And when they began to complain
about last year’s hurts, I heard the echo of my own.  
 
Today, asking for wisdom and thanking God for dispensing it, it an excellent goal for me.  I can feel this growth spurt surging, challenging all that I know.
This bit of doggerel that echos all the senses one is called upon when writing good poetry, is just a way to give some credit to my young poets, who may be unaware of just what it is they are helping to heal.  I hope that they, too, are healing.
 
Because of Him,
Linda
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Ain’t No Big Thing

Aint no big thing, Bruddah.” 

            ~ Don Ho

 
Now God has us where he wants us, with all the time in this world and the next to shower grace and kindness upon us in Christ Jesus. Saving is all his idea, and all his work. All we do is trust him enough to let him do it. It’s God’s gift from start to finish! We don’t play the major role. If we did, we’d probably go around bragging that we’d done the whole thing! No, we neither make nor save ourselves. God does both the making and saving. He creates each of us by Christ Jesus to join him in the work he does, the good work he has gotten ready for us to do, work we had better be doing.
           ~ Ephesians 2:6-10
 
      It had been years since we worked together. We changed the world around us by working together for the Lord. And then, it happened.  It.  Simple, in the length of time it took to breathe in and breathe out, we were separated.
     I did what I believed God wanted me to do.  And then this friend and I were on the “outs.”  Praying is always a good investment.  I heard where she was working, but could not bring myself to go in there, I wanted to avoid a public confrontation/humiliation.  
     I continued to pray.  Spoke with my daughter about it, prayed some more.  Waited. And waited. And waited, not specifically, but surely by design.  
     And then, it happened.  Again.  I walked into a place, and there she was, with the hostess, the blessed gracious hostess, and my friend.  And in the time it takes for a splinter to finally pop out,  we were hugging, laughing, having loving, kind words.  My pain was gone, my fear was gone, and it truly was no big thing, and it was a mountain moving thing.  In God’s time, these seemingly insurmountable pains … removed. 
     Forget the rocks crying out, the scars were truly turned into stars. Freedom from that hurt was mine.  
     Lord, dear Great Physician, thank you for removing that very painful splinter, and for beginning the restoration of yet another relationship, in your time. Help me to keep giving each big thing to you, that you might put it in perspective, in your time.
 
Who You Say I Am – Hillsong
 
     Because of Him,
     Linda

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Come to the Table

“The ordinary arts we practice every day at home are of more importance to the soulthan their simplicity might suggest. ” 
                ~ Thomas More
 
God loves all who hate evil,
And those who love him he keeps safe,
Snatches them from the grip of the wicked.
                 ~ Psalm 97:10
 
     My mom was a great believer in routine. Not obsessive, more like, “hugged” the routine.  We had dishtowels that she had been given that she loosely followed for washing, ironing, cleaning etc. But it was beyond that, we nearly always went to the same service at church, we had routines for getting ready for school, bed, church etc.  She did all of thise with love, as did my father who also was a fan of having a routine.
    When I complained, my mom would remind me that in times of trouble the routine would get me through.  And it did!  When I was newly divorced as a 20 something, my dad “walked” me to get my endorphins going, my mom handed me a basket of laundry to fold, or something to prepare for dinner. Setting the table so that it looked lovely was another mood booster. Tasks that let my mind move freely while keeping my hands busy.
     I find that I return to those things when trouble knocks as well.  Often, the first thing I do is clean, or fold laundry until my emotion is worked out, or I get so busy that I don’t even notice until much later, that things are much better.
     My habit for the past several years is to listen to K-LOVE on the way to and from work. It keeps my mind on the Lord, no matter what else is happening.  The lyrics are so right on target when I least expect it.
    No matter what you are going through, cleaning off the table, setting it with your best dinnerware and treating yourself like a guest,  having dinner with Jesus will always help to organize my mind and soul as well.
Come to the Table – Sidewalk Prophets
 
Come to the table!
Because of Him,
 
Linda

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Above All Things

Criticize by creating.” 

                          ~ Michelangelo

 
Teach me how to live to please you,
    because you’re my God.
Lead me by your blessed Spirit
    into cleared and level pastureland.
           ~ Psalm 143:10
 
     Oh how the words spring to my lips!  But the Lord held his gentle hand over my mouth yesterday, when yet another interesting encounter came.  Instead of reacting to the person who expressed an opinion meant to sting, I responded as kindly as I could.  No tears, no crazy talk, there was an actual discussion. And then, moving on.  My uncle often says that you can only help those people who want to be helped, and you cannot help those who don’t want to be helped.  I was able to able his wisdom yesterday, and I had a great day. 
     The kids are so excited to be in school, and happy to be in the Library.  The love flowed back and forth all day long.  
     What would have been a stumbling block last year, became a stepping stone.
      Today, create, clean, get ready for something wonderful.  God is with you.
 
Lord, thank you for being the balm for my soul, the covering for my brokenness, the defender you have always been.
 
Because of Him,
Linda
 
Above All – Michael W. Smith

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Lovely Poems

Nature composes some of her loveliest poems for the microscope and the telescope. 
                                                   ~ Theodore Roszak
 
“But blessed is the man who trusts me, God,
    the woman who sticks with God.
They’re like trees replanted in Eden,
    putting down roots near the rivers—
Never a worry through the hottest of summers,
    never dropping a leaf,
Serene and calm through droughts,
    bearing fresh fruit every season.
                                                  ~  Jeremiah 17:7-8
 
     God has been my refuge and my strength. For about three months, I was at saturation level with the acid in the air everywhere I went. Loving friends and family told me to essentially, “be the duck,” and let things roll off my back.  I just could not manage it.  My spirit was aggrieved and I could not articulate anything that was interpreted any other way but in a political context.
     I was at a delightful tea party this past weekend with some of the women of the church. We signed up for it in support of our women’s organization. The setting was classic, the table was appointed beautifully.  One of my daughters was with me and at some point during tea, when I spokeabout how I was doing, she flipped the conversation to  what I was doing and began to list my accomplishments and those to come.  I could not understand why, but after a fashion, the mood lightened.
     When we got together later in the week, she told me that I sat up straighter and things were lighter.  The things she spoke of were not things I would have said about myself, but when I heard them from my daughter’s mouth, I felt chosen and special.  So easy to forget when the air is thick.
     Yesterday, I noticed the yellow of a daffodil straining against the stem waiting to pop out.  Yes, some of the loveliest poems are nature’s. I feel as if my joy is tied to the daffodil’s blooming.   Today, look around you, find the poem under your nose, or within your vision.  
Lord, help me to let go and let You lift my chin, my heart, my head.
 
Because of Him,
Linda

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The Sun Going Down on Anger

My dear, don’t let the sun go down upon your anger; forgive each other, help each other, and begin again to‑morrow. ~Louisa May Alcott, Little Women, “Jo Meets Apollyon,” 1868

 
For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
2 Tim 1:7 (KJV)
 
     For the past few months, although I did not identify it well, anger has been building in me and the stress and fear were its close companions making a very unholy trinity.  It started last summer and like good fly paper, picked other things up as it hung there.   My left eye had begun to twitch, involuntarily, at the oddest moments.  Between church, work and home so many things contributed to this twitch and my anger was kindled so very simply.
     My husband and I took a trip to South Carolina.  We walked on the beach every morning but one, for about an hour.  We held hands and walked, let the surf tease us, and oh the glorious perpetual date we were on!  Good walks, good food, good conversation. We had a precious visit from a friend while we were there, a friend, who went out of her way to be with us. We had a difficult conversation and recognized that we both saw the solution to so many of our nation’s challenges right now is to focus on the one who holds all authority, all power, all control. After so many months, my eye did not twitch for 8 days!
     I came out of “hiding” and let the breeze blow the sands of anger across the beach, absorbed by the outgoing tide.  
     My husband and I talked and planned and laughed like newlyweds and God gets all the glory.  The Lord’s love poured through my husband and I received it.
      Too many suns went down on the anger that had been building up, and my vision was clouded, it affected everything around me.  I am so happy to say that God truly restored my soul by the waters of the Atlantic, which were quite still where we were.
        I am praying for you, dear reader, that God will keep your eye on God, that your steps are strong and confident, that your heart will be troubled no more.  That you can let it go. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost, 
Amen
 
Let it Go – The Newsboys
 
Because of Him,
Linda

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Splinter of Ice, Melted

There is a child in every one of us who is still a trick-or-treater looking for a brightly-lit front porch. 

                                               ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com

 
Keep a cool head. Stay alert. The Devil is poised to pounce, and would like nothing better than to catch you napping. Keep your guard up. You’re not the only ones plunged into these hard times. It’s the same with Christians all over the world.
                                                ~ 1 Peter 5:8-9
 
     Yesterday I heard a sermon that God used to remove a splinter in my heart.  Like the Snow Queen of old, a piece of ice had worked its way into my spirit.  I felt it hardening, and I cried out for prayer.
 
    God answered it yesterday.  It was a sermon that featured how to feel about oneself when the world/team doesn’t think you are good enough, and how to stay humble.  The quote came from Tim Tebow.
 
     “Don’t think less of yourself, think of yourself less.” BAM! That melted the ice some.  I realized that because of what I was feeling, I was feeling terrible about myself and thus focusing on my own sad heart.  When I heard those words, my focus was broken.  The staring contest I was having with self was over.  God won.
 
     Today, try not to worry about how something makes you look, or how it will reflect on you.  Focus on the One who is lifting you up right now.  The One who is with you in these hard times.  And pray for others who might be feeling the same way, all over the world.
 
Lord, thank you for sermons that pierce through the hardness, melt the ice and let the light back through.
 
Because of Him,
Linda

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