Dear God,
Thank You for the stunning world You have given us to live in.
There are countless delightful colors and sounds everywhere we turn.
Your imagination exceeds that of any artist or sculptor,
yet You placed a portion of Yourself in us. Continue reading
Do you, like me, sometimes
wonder why God even created you?
‘…For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb.
I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well. Continue reading
Grief, who invited you?
You were an undesirable guest, yet you made yourself at home just the same. And you felt free to use my heart as your footstool.
The day awoke me with heaviness, crippling despondency hung in the air.
I scowled at your presence when you showed up unannounced, and robbed me of my hope.
I felt your dense breath behind me when I walked towards the coffin that held my son… so still.
They said your days were numbered, and that I would have to wait them out. But nobody knew just how many they’d be. Continue reading
Filed under Awed by His Love and Grace, Everythingelse, Loss, Loss of a Child, Poetry
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
A mess?
A weak person?
A sinful person?
A damaged person?
Do you see an insignificant person?
What do you see when you look in the mirror? Continue reading
Whoever fears the Lord has a secure fortress,
and for their children it will be a refuge.
The fear of the Lord is a fountain of life,
turning a person from the snares of death.
Whoever is patient has great understanding,
but one who is quick-tempered displays folly.
A heart at peace gives life to the body,
but envy rots the bones.
Proverbs 14:26-27 29-30
By ~ Elizabeth Yalian 2014 ©http://hiseyeisonthissparrow.com. ♛
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In the movie “Mary Poppins,” Mary, the governess in charge of two children, tells them through a very catchy song that “A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down in a most delightful way.” Mary is referring to the nasty tasting medicine, probably cod-liver oil, they are about to take that has been magically sweetened.
But in my opinion, the term “a spoonful of sugar” can apply to anyone doing an act of kindness for a struggling person.
Sometimes, all it takes to make someone’s day is an effortless or generous act of kindness. For some, it can be life altering like it was for a lady named Andrea, as she wrote in her blog about a stranger, a woman who paid her grocery bill of $17.38 when she had no money to pay, and the EBT machine was not working. Andrea, mother of five, and her husband had been unemployed for months, and had at one time even been homeless.
I am especially tender towards homeless people as I am now almost finished revising my fictional memoir of a homeless man named Nick, in the book called Black Coat with a Silver Lining.
After forty years in the brutal desert, God will finally allow the Israelites to enter the Promised Land. Moses’ time on earth is fading. He makes his final speech to the Israelites, recounting all that their God had done for them, and tells them not to blow it again.
That forty year trip should have really only taken them 11 days. That’s right, eleven days. Deuteronomy 1:2.
Why did it take them so darn long?
Ten of the twelve men sent to spy out the land they were about to fight over were terribly worried. Their worrying was rooted in their lack of faith to follow God’s orders, and move forward to take the Promised Land.
Don’t Quit
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high, Continue reading
“Hi, I’m at the store and want to buy this plaque really, really bad. I want you to talk me out of it,” I phoned my husband.
“What? Well, what does it say?”
“It is shaped like a dog biscuit and it says, ‘The more people I meet, the more I like my DOG.'”
He laughed. “That’s a good one. Why do you want me to talk you out of it?”
“Because that’s exactly how I feel right now, but don’t think we need the plaque. So talk me out of it. Juts say something like, Honey; we don’t need one more plaque.”
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