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Postpone Your Procrastination

22 Sep

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

 

author of Window Wonders

 

 

 

Our days are so uncertain,
we don’t know what tomorrow will hold.
Today is the tomorrow that we
thought about yesterday.
How did your plans unfold?

Have you ever wished you could have yesterday back?
Or a tiny piece to re-live?
Are there things unsaid that you wish had been spoken.
or things held back – still to give?

Lord, help us to do our best each day.
It needn’t be worthy of praise.
A warm smile, or an offer to help
never fails to brighten our days.

 

Some Days We Soar

21 Sep

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

 

Some days we soar, other times we are simply hanging on. Then there are the days when we can barely lift our feet off the ground. But ALWAYS Jesus is loving on us.

 

Photo taken at Pagosa Springs Color Fest

 

America’s North Country Trip~ Part 3

20 Sep

A Slice of Life

 Bill Lites

 

 

Day 3 (Sunday)

 

This morning I headed north on I-29 and west SR-34 to visit the Historic Prairie Village located in Madison, SD. This is a reconstruction of a turn-of-the-century South Dakota village, with some 40 antique-filled buildings, located on 120 acres. The buildings were rescued from the surrounding area and maintained as museum pieces. The village was too spread-out for me to walk around the whole area so I asked the lady, where I bought my ticket, if I could drive slowly thru the area and take photos. She agreed, and that allowed me to see the entire village from the comfort of my car.

 

 

Now I continued north on US-81, across the border, to visit Bonanzaville USA, sponsored by the Cass County Historical Society and located in West Fargo, ND. This museum consists of some 47 buildings moved from the surrounding area and placed to form a frontier town. Situated on 12 acres, the homes and buildings are furnished with period items. I was overwhelmed by literally hundreds of thousands of artifacts that make up the museum’s collection. There are displays of antique horse-drawn vehicles, firefighting vehicles, medical and dental equipment, law enforcement items, a telephone exchange and a small newspaper office. There are also buildings filled with antique aircraft and automobiles.

 

 

Several years ago I watched the movie “Fargo” and was not prepared for the difference between what I saw in that movie and what I experienced of Fargo today. The movie was filmed in the winter with snow everywhere and people bundled up in heavy clothes. Today in Fargo the temperature was 94 degrees (it felt like 104) and I was looking for places to cool off. The air conditioned portion of the Bonanzaville Museum wasn’t cool enough in my opinion, and most of the “Frontier Town” was outside and open to the hot air of the day.

 

 

On today’s segment of this trip I had traveled a lot of miles (275+), and was looking forward to visiting the Fargo Air Museum to cool off. However, Greta

(my Garmin) was having issues with locating the address, and by the time I finally found the museum it was closed. So I headed for the motel there in town, where I knew I could get a shower and crank down the A/C. After cooling down, I went looking for a place to eat dinner. I finally found a Denny’s restaurant where I enjoyed one of their delicious Ground Turkey Meatloaf dinners, which came with green beans, potatoes & gravy and a home-made biscuit with honey for dessert.

 

 

—–To Be Continued——

How do we receive God’s reward?

16 Sep

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

His Way

 

 

 

How demanding life can be! You know what I mean, right? We follow that same routine—trying to catch our breath as we rush through the day, meeting everyone’s needs. Where is the reward?

My answer came through my brother and his wife Lois who were our house guests for a few days.

One evening I knocked at the door of our guest room.

“Come in,” Lois said.

I walked in and felt the ironing board. “What are you ironing?”

“The table runners we bought.”

“You don’t have to.” I protested, “You did more than enough: cleaned, rearranged, shopped and even painted a table for me.”

“I don’t mind,” she said.

She didn’t mind because that’s what she does. Anything she tackles is done quietly, with no expectation. She helps in a silence that screams kindness and pure love.

Why can’t I be that way? Secretly, I look for recognition or at least a faint sign of appreciation.

Can you identify? You just wiped the kitchen counter and cleaned the floor for the umpteenth time. But no applause from anyone.

You did the third load of laundry. No one noticed. Paid the bills with stress cramping your stomach, and no appreciation there either.

And while at work, the extra load of tasks is completed, but the boss gives no recognition. You even smile at the cashier at the store but it goes unnoticed.

Sigh! Do we just keep on giving and giving? Is there any hint of satisfaction or return for our efforts?

God has the answer:

“Be careful not to do your acts of righteousness before men, to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven. So, when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by men. I tell you the truth; they have received their reward in full. But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.” (Matthew 6:1-4)

Father, in the secret of my heart I want to be recognized and I look for rewards. Change my heart and grant me humility to do all in the quietness of love. May my actions be for your eyes only. In Jesus’ name, amen.

What reward can you expect from the Lord today?

Janet

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Source: How do we receive God’s reward? ~ Janet Perez Eckles

What Matters to You

15 Sep

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

 

author of Window Wonders

 

 

 

Compassion and love are what matters
Reach out to a needy soul.
There is such a hunger for recognition
Make communication your goal.

 

People need people.
Listen with your heart to this plea.
“I don’t want to walk alone.”
There is such comfort in company.

 

Every day is a blessing
that comes from our Lord above.
Walk with a grateful spirit.
Do all things in the spirit of love.

 

I recognize that bad things happen,
Most of which we cannot comprehend.
But then, we are not made to understand it.
Try to be an optimist to the end.

 

When you accept the things you cannot change
You will dwell on things worthwhile.
Put on a happy face –
You are never fully dressed until you smile.

 

Food for Thought:
“When God pushes you to the edge, trust Him fully,
because only two things can happen.
Either He will catch you when you fall
or He will teach you how to fly.” Unknown

 

A Night in the Storm

14 Sep

Reblogging from my daughter’s post on Rebekah Lyn’s Kitchen.

As Irma neared Florida, my husband and I were setting off on a road trip that would take us thousands of miles from our daughter. I thought she would ride out the storm with friends but as the storm grew closer, she decided to go it alone. I was upset. But as I prayed for the ability to accept her decision and not “guilt” her, I found peace.

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Hurricane Irma was my first hurricane completely on my own. When it was predicted to come up the east coast, I considered going to stay with some cousins on the west coast, or even getting a hotel in Orlando. When the track changed, sending the eye of the storm up the west coast instead, I decided to stay home.

I could have gone and spent the night with some friends a few miles away. Maybe I should have or maybe God wanted me home alone. I learned a lesson about pride when my power went out at 8pm. One of the reasons I hadn’t wanted to stay with my friends was that my power had been so reliable during Hurricane Matthew last year.

 

Mia trying to open the door with her mind.

Hurricane bunker provisions

 

I learned a lot about drawing close to God too. After tornado warnings that were sounded as soon as the previous one expired (at one point my area was under three different tornado warnings at the same time), with the wind howling so loud and my bathroom feeling like a shrinking prison, I turned on my lantern and reached for two books: Fervent by Priscilla Shirer and I Am by John Paul Jackson. I Am is a Bible study I am attending about the names of God, powerful stuff, and Fervent is about learning how to pray powerfully against the evil that seeks to destroy our lives. Reading these books brought my focus to God, my deliverer, my redeemer, my refuge. It was more calming than conversing with another person crowded in a small room.

When I turned the light off to try and sleep I kept hearing the chorus to “O My Soul” by Casting Crowns.

O my soul, 

You are not alone

There’s a place where fear has to meet the God you know

One more day, He will make a way

Let Him show you how, you can lay this down

‘Cause you’re not alone.

I don’t know why I have delayed downloading this CD, but once I have power again I will make sure to add it to my library.

I was also reminded of God’s perfect timing. As the worst passed and we were downgrading to tropical storm conditions, I went upstairs to read, there was more light up there. Fervent is broken down into sections to help the reader build a strategy for prayer. The chapter I started reading was on praying for your family. This is important stuff any time, but especially timely for me as there is some stuff going on that needs serious prayer. If I had read this book over the summer as I had intended when I purchased it, this chapter may not have resonated with me as much or I may have forgotten the important points it covers when I need them now.

Finally, I was assured of God’s provision. About an hour after the power went out I went to the kitchen for some reason and found water on the floor. I couldn’t believe the freezer was melting already. Then I heard a drip and swinging the flashlight around I saw water dripping from my pot rack hanging from the ceiling.

I managed to get all of the pots down, then the rack itself, which was a feat. It’s quite a heavy thing. After that the dripping stopped. There appear to be some water spots on the ceiling so I don’t know if the chain was acting as a wick and the weight was drawing the water out of the ceiling beams or what. After the storm I went outside but couldn’t see any shingles missing from the roof.

I put out a call on Facebook for anyone who might be able to come over and take a look. A number of people liked the post, but no one was offering assistance. I went to check on other friends in the area and briefly discussed my situation. I acknowledged that God would provide what I needed and when I got home I found a response on Facebook asking for more information. We talked and arrangements were made for a visit the following day.

As I write this, I still don’t know what caused the leak and I am going on 27 hours without power and yet I am at peace. Don’t get me wrong, there have been times of anxiousness and frustration. There is nothing fun about a house without AC on a warm summer day/night, but I am grateful for this experience.

We talk about God being with us through the metaphorical storms of life, but sometimes it’s good to remember He is with us during the literal storm as well.

 

Update: Its now been over 65 hours without power but I have been blessed by so many people. Those who have offered their freezer, who have allowed me to charge my devices and provided a hot meal, and two who helped with my roof concern. First, a high school friend came with a ladder and we were able to asses my roof, finding a couple cracks in flashing and slightly lifted shingles. Then I was able to connect with my church’s former maintenance man. He came over and filled in the cracks with caulk. He also checked to make sure there weren’t any other compromised areas. God provided both of these individuals at points when I was beginning to lose hope. I know how fortunate I am to have such minimal damage. Power will be restored eventually. I saw a crew a few blocks away and took them the cookies I made before the power went out as a way to thank them for traveling so far to help us out (they were from Wyoming). Through all of this I have learned a lot about myself and about God. I hope I will carry these lessons with me for a long time.

The sunrises on a new day after the storm

Source: https://rebekahlynskitchen.wordpress.com/2017/09/13/a-night-in-the-storm/

Shameless mom plug.  The first book in Rebekah’s Season of Faith series, Summer Storms, takes place during the 2004 Hurricane season. It is available in most online bookstores in eBook and paperback. The digital version of Summer Storms is free. Here is the Amazon LINK

 

Bloggers Hunkering Down

10 Sep

The bloggers of Old Things R New live in Central Florida. I would appreciate your prayers for them as well as their families as Hurricane Irma passes over. Central Florida has been under multiple tornado warnings and their have been touchdowns with damage. Fortunately, in our area,  the storm is weaker than the graphic below. Most of our bloggers will be without power . I am not in Florida at this time and will upload posts as our team is able to send them.

To those in the path of Irma, I am praying for your safety.

 

Ten Inspirations for Grandparents

9 Sep

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

 

His Way

 

September 8, 2017

Inspiration to be a good grandparent is simple—as long as we have love, we have what it takes.

“C’mon sweet baby,” I called to my 2-year-old granddaughter.

With quick steps, she came. And as she stood with her back toward me, I carefully pinned the bells to her blouse, which she told me was pink.

The sound of those bells helped me keep track of her. She might not have understood her Nana was blind. Or maybe she did. What’s important is she knew that we don’t need eyes to love, to guide and to teach.

Time swept by way too fast. She’s 9-years-old now and her brother 7. They both run to me for hugs. But neither needs bells anymore as they answer when I call.

But the call for a grandparent is different. It’s to enrich their lives no matter what we have or what we lack.

Here are ten treasured moments that create that special bond:

  1. The stories we tell about Jesus equips them to face a cruel world.
  2. The embrace we offer carries the warmth of security.
  3. The comfort we impart can soothe their soul when disappointment barges in.
  4. The wisdom drawn from God’s Word fills their mind as they make decisions for life.
  5. The example to persevere, to endure and to give teaches them to do the same.
  6. The guidance we provide keeps them from the pitfalls of life.
  7. The acceptance with love unconditional mends the rejection of the world.
  8. The time we spend with them multiplies the love.
  9. The patience we display brings security to their soul.
  10. The praise we express deepens their confidence and worth.

Grandkids learn from what we do, what we say and how we love.

Appreciate that gray because “gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained by a righteous life.” (Proverbs 16:31)

Even if you’re not a grandparent, there may be someone in your life who hungers for what you have to offer.

Janet

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Source: Ten Inspirations for Grandparents ~ Janet Perez Eckles

Pruning

8 Sep

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

 

author of Window Wonders

 

 

 

Our life is so fleeting-
Where did the years go?
It seems like only yesterday
my heart was all aglow.

 

I looked forward to my future,
Optimism was foremost in my mind.
I never had been threatened.
I felt love for all mankind.

 

So naive in my thinking,
Ignorant of things above.
It took the pruning by the Master’s hand
that I might know true love.

 

We’ve all heard of pruning.
Gardening books recommend it, too.
Not to be hateful, but sometimes
simply the right thing to do.

 

Say, you’ve forgotten to prune your impatiens,
and now they’re simply towers-
No problem. Just take some clippers
and “lop off their heads”-
You’ll wind up with more flowers!

 

I have learned to walk by faith,not sight-
It is the Master Gardener that transforms
darkness into light.

 

Photo by Viktor Mogilat on Unsplash

Life Can Be a Spaghetti Map

7 Sep

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

 

Last week I wrote about clouds; benign clouds that covered the eclipse as well as painful ones that covered the soul.  This week brings a new array of clouds. Hurricane clouds. Friends and family in Florida are busy preparing for the monster storm, yet some seem to be paralyzed by indecision. Should we evacuate or should we stay? Who can blame them with projection maps like this? Decision time will come in the next 24 hours for Central Florida.

 

Hurricane Irma Spaghetti Map

 

Life is fraught with storms and sometimes our lives seem to resemble this map as we try to navigate between our jobs, families, activities and yes, heartache too. I feel this way. But God is so loving and sends encouragment when its least expected. For me it was in the restroom of an indoor flea market.

 

 

I like the rest of the verse too.  In The Message paraphrase it reads like this:

“Step out of the traffic! Take a long,
    loving look at me, your High God,
    above politics, above everything.”

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