After a lifetime of hardships and tragedies, including the death of my only son four years ago, I’ve had to work hard to keep a positive outlook. The last couple years have taught me to try to find something worthwhile, even if only a splinter of goodness, when things go terribly wrong.
The word gratitude for me stands for: “Graceful attitude.”
I’ve learned that when our attitude includes bits of thankfulness it somehow transforms an otherwise miserable situation into gratitude, and that very gratitude can help us find a miracle in every situation.
My version of looking for the silver lining.
The Monday before Christmas a huge section of my neighborhood experienced a power outage for about an hour and a half which doesn’t sound too bad, except that I was babysitting a 2 year old child, and each power outage means no community-well water (that’s country living). The power continued to go off, then pop on as many as 8 hours later until we went completely black for good December 23rd. This time the power company predicted power outage for several days. A massive snow storm hit our heavily wooded Northwest area downing hundreds of trees, knocking down power lines, and leaving thousands of homes in the dark. Continue reading
This is the word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: “Go down to the potter’s house, and there I will give you my message.” So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him. Jeremiah 18:1-5
Feel like a marred pot?
That you have made so many poor choices that you are beyond hope?
That nothing can make you worthy in the eyes of God?
I have those moments too.
In the verses above God makes a point, using the potter Jeremiah watches, the pot is not conforming under the potter’s hands. What makes the pot flawed we don’t know but we are told that the potter had to re-form the pot into “another pot shaping it as seemed best to him.” Continue reading
You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
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. ♛
In the silence of night, in the tranquility of the darkness, a tree fell in our front yard approximately sixty feet from our house; and we did not hear a sound.
Trunk broke at the bottom.
Tree approximately 60 feet from house.
Half top of tree laying on the ground green but bottom half branches dead. Will have to check out other trees also.
God Spares Us Once More
I don’t know what it is about trees falling and me, but this is the third tree that’s fallen in my yard. One was 22 years ago, then another one fell, mid November 2013.
It’s a frightening thing to think that something so huge and destructive can happen so close to the house. Thankfully, it only caused some damage to the pasture gate. Continue reading
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.
“Are you withholding sex from your marriage? A man needs to have sex every 72 hours, and if you are not available that could be one of the reasons why your marriage is having such problems.”
I sat in the chair with my mouth dropped open to this pastor’s counseling words, and left the office more dismayed than when I entered it. I could not believe his preposterous statement. We had been attending the small church for over a year and it had taken me some time to get comfortable enough to go to the pastor for help. The pastor agreed to “counsel us” but after I left his office, I felt very little hope.
I had unwittingly signed up for an abusive marriage; the problems began almost immediately after the wedding. Though there was never any physical abuse, the verbal and emotional blows to me as a person were equally devastating, except unlike physical abuse; the wounding left deep scarring that seldom healed.
My expressions of feelings of despair and heartache were ignored and easily dismissed with.
“Hey, I’m perfectly happy. You’re the one with the problem.” Another time he said. “I don’t know what your problem is, I don’t beat you.” He did emotionally!
Of course he was happy. He was the one doing the lying, cheating, drinking, gambling, manipulating, controlling, criticizing, partying, ignoring, avoiding, abusing and oppressing. Continue reading
I hope you all don’t get this nasty gastrointestinal bug that is going around the northwest. My husband had it and now I have it.
It starts out with two days of restless sleep, and then one gets a nasty case of heartburn that goes on for hours. One’s skin feels clammy and prickly; and it is very hard to regulate temperature.
I literally felt like I had been punched in the stomach multiple times. I have never been punched in the stomach but assumed that is what it must feel like. When my husband first had it I worried because those are also heart attack symptoms.
Then it hits your gut hard. With my husband it was impossible to stay away from a toilet for very long. Continue reading
Knowing I suffer from chronic migraines, my neighbor dropped off a newspaper article on a recent study titled,
“Study: Thinking positive helps migraine drug work,” by Lauran Neergaard AP, a medical writer.
The article is about a study that proposes that what a patient expects out of a migraine medication will make a huge difference in the results that patient gets from their meds.
Sixty-six migraine patients were recruited for the study, some were given placebos (dummy meds) in an effort to measure the amount of real med related pain relief vs. the amount of relief from patient’s confidence because of their doctor’s positive comments about the meds.
In the article, Ted Kaptchuk, a Harvard professor, suggests that each word the patient is told about their medication is just as important as the actual prescription.
After over 450 headaches were analyzed, researchers concluded how essential it was for doctors to prudently select their words to their patients when subscribing a powerful drug; as the doctor’s message could make or break the medicine’s benefits. Continue reading
God loves you and has your best interest at heart.
Often, the world makes no sense at all,
that is why it is so important to trust God completely, especially then.
We don’t always see it at the time,
but as time passes and we look back, we can usually say,
“Oh yeah, now I see why that happened!
Thank you God for looking out for me!” Continue reading