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Hello thenami;

Before logging on at Christian Forum Site I always pray and keep open to what I'll read. I praise God and thank you for writing as much as you do. Keep writing, sister.

I feel in your writing, while sharing Jesus you enjoy conversation with others with just about anything that will bring Him glory.

By the way, congratulations on your new jeep! Enjoy!

God bless you, your family and Merry Christmas, thenami.
 
Thank you ever so kindly~ Our Father in heaven has blessed me with my first brand new vehicle! Ive never known this kind of peace while driving without the concern of getting stranded. Makes me wonder why I never took the plunge. There's many "dead" spots around these parts...

Writing is a way to express what Im thinking, feeling, and wish to say. Sometimes we can hear people, but do we listen? Kinda like God's word. We can hear him, but do we listen? Sometimes its easier than others. This why I can listen to myself, too. Introspection can be quite a tool.

Love and blessings to all~
 
I remember when I was a kid riding the subway, and we would get to ride on an older train car. I thought it was a pretty cool thing to do and see, but my mother usually ignored my rants. I recently posted a write about riding on the subway during the holidays. It was rather dark, as is the usual daily experience to us natives. This article was a great reminder of the magic I used to feel on those rare childhood occasions...
 
Sometimes a dream can seem so real. Its like my body is frozen in a paralytic state, and my mind takes over speaking to me in riddles I cant understand.
Then I finally force myself to awaken as a reminder its only a dream.

What we don't know about the human mind is more vast than the galaxy, it seems to me at this very moment.
 
Son shine through my window warms a cold day
lighting my brown eyes up from the inside,
my heart is brighter when I glow his way
as he carries me forward on life's ride,

how softly his heat falls upon my face
guiding my clear pathway to righteousness,
the bluest skies of the heavens gleam with grace
as the clouds float within God's own caress,

might the wind carry songs of his beauty
in my soul through his compassionate love,
till I witness his place prepared for me
in His kingdom on a new earth above,

may his creations sing holy holy
for his children to hear one day boldy~
 
innocence is not an impractical emotion

all is appreciated and acknowledged

with grateful thanks giving

considerate of others feelings



its affections support self esteem

and do not channel relations

from careful caution

nor tactful reservations



innocence flows naturally

it has no fear of the unknown

harmless open and pure

truth is what it understands



without ulterior motives

joy comes straight from its heart

with knowledge of right from wrong

and never over thinks anything



maybe we all need a little innocence

to remember how to nurture

our very own souls

so we may dance in the face of adversity
 
miracles are possible, they happen everyday
we are really free, to do what ever we want
to know our mind, and state it well

acknowledging people, in new creative ways
instead of empty gestures, not keepin things private
learning things, as though never done before

deciding to have confidence, creating my own destiny
knowing my priorities, investing in good relationships
to question the popular, seeing the bigger picture

have i ever been in a box? how could I learn anything?
focusing on my priorities, good health is a strength
faith brings me peace, values direction

character charisma communication!
listening with passion, having courage to see
drawing on my history, as an agent for change!

I am an expert on me, and I am not broken!
I can do anything, life lessons have taught me that
my mind and soul connect, through my body as one

understanding my hopes fears anxieties and losses
remaining clam in the chaos of life, remembering to breathe
having capacity for change,, never biting off too much

looking forward to all solutions, knowing my path
asserting myself, through exposure to new ideas
never ignoring my basic instincts, never surprised

examining priorities, overcoming obstacles
working like money really doesnt matter,
follow my heart with love, it has made me wise

I give for the giving, it is the gift for me!
I balance my thinking, coming to my own rescue
I do things badly, and still find joy in the experience

troubles can work for me, when I laugh for no reason
knowing they create change, life isnt ever planned
who said anything was fair? or didnt hurt?

nothing is ever complete or finished till death
there are always choices, and solutions
so I am accountable for my actions

praying praying and praying
to our Father in the name of his Son
with Jesus Christ we can do it all~
 
Another year goes by as my brain is filled with more stuff.
Im glad I forget things to make enough room, cause I feel like I can run out.
Sad thing is even in my mind Im not young anymore.
Even the little girl in me that wants to come out to play is too lazy tonight.
She likes getting tan on warms days, eating chocolate, and watching the Hallmark channel.
Life just isnt the same without someone to light a spark under me.
All the fasting in prayer in world wont change that unless its God's own will.
Guess its not his will and I am here living with that decision.
So in bed somewhere around 10:35pm EST I am, alone with my thoughts.

Well, maybe not so alone. I have y'all to pray for me :) ...and another year goes by
 
its the same old thing
conflict and more conflict
war war and the thought of war
at the expense of lives
being used as puppets
for mans evil greed
and the private profit
of the world banking system
that ends up funding
every single side
but God's own
 
pray until things change... what a great thought
I dont always believe prayer is for things to change
but think that God wants us to pray so WE change
in changing our mind set we change our circumstances
when we let God transform our hearts
through that very prayer

...just thinking out loud and Im over due for a road trip
 
sometimes its just good to be home
hibernating in the cave I call my room
with sunshine streaming in so bright
I have to keep the blinds closed

its my little haven of solitude
where no one can get to me but God
as he has a lot to say when Im here
sipping on his words like hot green tea

every good and perfect gift is from him
so I am sitting here thankful for everything
it is all from him and I give him the glory
surrounded in my cocoon of his love

down to my designer bedding and Snoopy sheets
you read that correctly I like the little fellow
they include Woodstock hanging out
sometimes its fun to enjoy silly things

who needs a life of complications?
that's why I cherish my cave time alone
jus' me and the man smiling together
strolling through a Sunday afternoon...
 
1Cor. 6:13- Meats for the belly, and the belly for meats: but God shall destroy both it and them. Now the body is not for fornication, but for the LORD; and the LORD for the body (KJV).
Luke 11:34- The light of the body is the eye: therefore when thine eye is single, thy whole body also is full of light; but when thine eye is evil, thy body also is full of darkness.

I understand my vison is of light
to see my path clearly in the darkness,
scripture teaches us discernment of right
for we know this world today is a mess,

might we all remember to pray bodly
especially for our neighbors need,
I hope I never behave coldy
as some when they are full of earthly greed,

plug into God's power for nourishment
meeting together to practice control,
feeding our hearts with proper time spent
in God's word building us together whole,

with love may we eat and drink being fed
from Jesus' cup of wine with holy bread~
 
sometimes we are lazy Christians
knowing our salvation is secure
and I get lazy a lot of the time
I mean really flippin' lazy

it a matter of being in the flesh
so its a subject I want to address
because Im not the only one
that prays with expectations

well expectations are for us
and NOT intended for others
so we cant expect prayer
to do everything all the time

here is what I mean by that
we have to SLAY our own demons
GOD gave us the sword did he not?
we are called to be his soldiers

I am sincerely a believer
in the power of prayer and miracles
but we need to get off our azzes
and do for ourselves what we can do

we cant just sit around doing nothing
and wanting God to do it all
simply because we prayed
and gave it to God to handle

we all need to put it the hard work
cause God will only do for us
what we cannot do for ourselves
and more of us need to remember this

and I am one
 
sometimes this life is filled with tragedy
so my heart remembers to smile along
finding much happiness in the simple joy
of the beauty God has made around us
 
dehydration requires consumption
of the truth in loving living water,
feed me the meat of your words my Father
when in my flesh my mind might faulter,

I do pray in the name of Jesus Christ
on this very fine good morning to you,
to guide my mind to see your glory
throughout this day in everything I do~

amen
 
Have you ever wondered how language developed?
Did God create Adam and Eve speaking Hebrew, or did they make up their own way of communicating?
How did they choose names for their children, or did God give them a name?
Why is the sky blue and the grass green? Did God simply want them that way?

I guess God wanted us to know some things and not others.
I cant help but wonder to myself though...
 
perseverance of our inner warrior
is sometimes having the courage
to stand between heavens and earth
without the union body and mind rage,

the great departs the small approaches
superior men fall back to observe
good intentions and worthy opponents
whom wish to destroy instead of serve,

peace and patience are keys to succeed
a dam controls the flow of a stream
its power can cause much destruction
or resolve with success like a dream~
 
^^^ Opsie I already posted this back in October. Oh well...


universal energy is a composition
started in the hands of God himself
written before this place of time began
held with careful planning
as each paragraph would unfold

telling an ancient story in the cosmos
in a language we cannot translate
for this great knowledge is unknown
but engraved into our souls DNA
waiting to be discovered
 
I found a reminder today that what we post on the internet has a way of sticking to others like glue, whether we know it or not. Ive posted on so many sites over the last 15 years that aren't even on the internet anymore. Miles and miles of poetic blurs in sentences across the international boarders of this thing we call the web.

Googling an old user name of mine, I found the blog of someone I have posted with long ago. Its from 2010, and an old write of mine is posted. Thing is a write of someone I still happen to post with on another site has one of her poems posted there too. Kinda blew my mind away that our writes were so highly thought of they were on this blog. I posted with all the original writers of poems on this blog at one time or another. Its a pretty cool find.

It is just concrete reinforcement that people read what we write, and some actually like it. That, and "this is a small world after all". I found this blog posters social media page, and Im almost tempted to contact her. Then again I respect the privacy of others, as she might not wish to be contacted. After all it has been ten years, and she might not even remember an old blog, filled with old writes most of which aren't even hers.

Just sitting here thinking to myself its rather flattering an old write of mine survived on a blog that isnt mine.
 
Stuck in my own vanity of the flash yesterday I felt the emotion of flattery. Funny how sin sneaks up on us when we least expect it to, when we don't even think we have the door open. Is posting anything at all coming from a place that is not considered modest? Is any form of self expression vanity? Does this include wearing things we like, or eating foods we enjoy? No wonder the Amish live such a simple life. Maybe they and the Mennonites are the ones that are actually getting it right, and we should all follow their example. Is everything else in this life not exercising modesty? Having a house full of "things" and "stuff" isn't very modest. As I sit here quietly this morning I am guilty of being human.

I spent time putting three bags of things I don't need into my Jeep to take to the thrift store. Im sure there is much more around here too. I know that's why Jesus told that man to give everything away to follow him.
 
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