These are the days of Grace~~ Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude. By Denis Waitley
Tuesday, January 08, 2013
I Spy, by Keith Parris:
Remember the game I Spy? The leader would find a color in the room and say, "I spy something black" or whatever color the object happened to be. Then every one takes turns trying to guess what the leader was seeing. Sometimes, if it was really difficult to find, the leader would give hints by saying "You're getting warm."
I was thinking how the closer we get to God, the more
things we see about ourselves that need to change. Sometimes things are
very clear and the truth is hard to handle about ourselves. It's easier
to walk away and try to forget that we ever seen ourselves in that
light. So we walk away and forget. But walking away won't change me. I
have to humble myself before God and others so the thing can be removed.
James describes it this way, "But don’t just listen toGod’s word.
You must do what it says. Otherwise, you are only fooling yourselves.
For if you listen to the word and don’t obey, it is like glancing at
your face in a mirror. You see yourself, walk away, and forget what you
look like. But if you look carefully into the perfect law that sets
you free, and if you do what it says and don’t forget what you heard,
then God will bless you for doing it." James 1: 22-25 NLT
139:23-24 "Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my
anxious thoughts. Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me
along the path of everlasting life."
Glowing, gloating mom of one bright lil girl. My days are filled with ballerina dances, books, balls and bubbles along with all that comes with being a mom. My real, full time job is to teach Grace how to love God, herself and others. On the side, I am in private practice as a Child Development Specialist and Developmental Therapist working with infants/toddlers with special needs. I absolutely LOVE IT! It's really not even fair to call it work. Whew! I finally earned that Speech Language Pathologist degree, license and all. A 2nd Masters is under the belt. EARN being the key word. Thank you, Lord! HA! I live for God and love this journey despite rough terrain at times. I love where it has taken me and I'm learning to be content back home again. Remember: you cannot drive with your eyeballs glued to the rear view mirror- it is only for glancing back!
Sooner or later you figure out life is constructed specifically and brilliantly to squeeze a man into association with the Owner of heaven. It is a struggle, with labor pains and thorny landscape, bloody hands and sweaty brow, head in hands, moments of severe loneliness and questioning, moments of ache and desire. All this leads to God, I think... Matter and thought are a canvas on which God paints, a painting with tragedy and delivery, with sin and redemption. Life is a dance toward God, I begin to think. And the dance is not so graceful as we might want. While we glide and swing our practiced sway, God crowds our feet, bumps our toes, and scuffs our shoes. So we learn to dance with the One who made us. And it is a difficult dance to learn, because its steps are foreign. - Donald Miller