Friday our plans got changed in a great way. I had the choice to either:
Embrace the change, go after the good and give praise and thanks with all the twists and turns …
Complain, resist the new direction, stress and fret through the whiteout snow storm, being awake all night driving through the night, the long empty dark unfamiliar highways, no open gas stations or truck stops, straps coming undone and things coming off the back of our trailer, forgetting to eat supper and in the quickness of the direction changes instead of packing snacks for the drive they got packed the grocery containers in the packed in the back, and … well you get the picture.
I am so grateful that I chose to embrace the change with excitement and anticipation of what goodness was coming.
Yes, the whiteout snowstorm in the dark of the night, on highways unfamiliar, with vehicles and tracks going off onto the side of the road still yielded extreme beauty and insight. It was absolutely gorgeous as the whiteness wrapped itself tighter around our world. It was insightful as looking straight ahead was absolutely blinded with nothingness but white … however, looking at an angle towards the side of the road yield a small window of visual to help keep us moving forward. Even if it was at 8 mph in a 70-mph zone.
It was a life lesson experience. Just as in the storm when all is blocked with only whiteness. The challenges and storms of life can often blind us if we get focused on the challenge or storm instead of looking around the challenge and looking from a different perspective to keep moving forward.
There were sections that we couldn’t even make out where the road was … but our needs were met before we even knew that we would be traveling on this highway, in the middle of the dark night, in the middle of a whiteout snowstorm, pulling a 26’ trailer. Yes, our needs were met. When we couldn’t see where the road was, we were still able to keep moving forward. Yes, it was at a reduced speed … way reduced. But we were still moving forward and thanks to the “rumble bars” we knew when we got to close to the edge or the center line. We even had technology that somewhat helped us know the lay of the highway … which without the visual at times might have been a tad deceiving but that was not an issue because we had the “rumble bars” to keep us within our boundaries.
Yes, I was giving praise and thanks for the “rumble bars” and for GPS. Yes, I was honored and speaking affirmations into my amazing husband and son who were driving instead of sleeping. Yes, I was giving thanks and praise for the days ahead and the blessings and rewards that were bringing us through this growing experience.
Are you choosing to live today with a POSITIVE perspective or a NEGATIVE perspective?
What “rumble bars” are in place to help keep you in your boundaries and moving forward in your purposed calling and life why achievement?
Are you grateful for them and using them?
I adore when you share your insights. I vote your victory and speak grace and peace from the most High into your life and your day. May you be blessed with extra joy and thankful from the inside out that overflows to all that you interact and connect with today.
Randy and Josiah came home from school shortly after my online Prayer Bible Study ended last night.
My husband kissed me ... maybe before or after he turned the TV on to FOX to watch election results.
I quickly asked about how his class went (he’s teaching two nights a week) and got the run down. Then I told him, with love, that I was going to take one of my research books and go to our room and study as I did not want to watch the election comments.
He was a little confused as he knows my heart, special prayer time and declarations i have been purposeful in speaking authority into for this election.
Some times he totally surprises me as he offered to turn them off.
I told him that it was fine if he wanted to watch them. I would grab my Peace and Calm oil and Calm CBD roll-on (yes it’s a double the calm support night as my legacy’s future life is greatly impacted by today’s outcome.) put my Wholetones music on via headphones and do some research study.
He still had that confused, questioning look. I further explained that I was standing on my faith and beliefs and listening to the speculations and all the hype robbed my energy, my peace and quite honestly opened me up to doubts and what if’s ... which is my faith and belief under attack by the enemy. Thus I had to purposefully shut out the “world hype and speculation” to keep my solid faith stance and proclamations of belief.
Are there things in your life that are filling your ear, impacting your thoughts and decaying your faith and belief?
What do you go to stay strong?
Please share your insights below.
I adore how every day life brings insight and inspiration to encourage and feed us to keep us moving onward and upward.
In my journey of doing my best to make wise, Christ led decisions on how, what and who to share and spend my energy and resources with so that I live a life filled blessings and not regrets ... I do my best to be sensitive to the world around me.
Yet even with my intent purpose I still find myself getting so focused or distracted by things that I miss the blessing, the beauty or the miracle of the moment.
I ponder that I, with my purposes intent to be aware, still miss so much either because I’m choosing not to see or because I’m feeling not worthy to receive so much blessing.
Imagine what one, who is so focused on the grindstone of the World that they don’t even disconnect from technology while walking briefly in the outdoors to their vehicle from their residence or office ... misses out on.
I shudder and ask forgiveness and have to purposefully give myself forgiveness for my days of lost identity when I worked in the corporate world starting my day in my office while it was dark outside and ending my day while it was again dark outside and start the same routine a few hours later the next day.
Yes I was helping and serving people with providing and caring for their needs ... but I was not always providing them with fresh “living water” that is most important.
It’s impossible to share with others what you are not continually filling yourself with.
You can truly only give and serve others with what you have in abundant overflow in your life.
If you don’t have a constant inner spring refilling your Living water then your well will run dry and there will be no Joy springing forth from your inner being. There will be no love or compassion overflowing to embrace and blessing others with.
I purposefully choose this day:
To seek His leading in my focus and steps of the day.
To ground myself in creation and soak up the energy and encouragement of the beauty surrounding me.
To initially look for and see what was created to provide my needs and fulfill my delights.
PONDER POINT CHALLENGE:
What are you choosing to fill and spend your gift of today’s 24 hours or 1,440 minutes on?
Do you like what you are harvesting from the time you were given to invest and spend?
I adore hearing your testimonies and aha moment stories.
Many of you know my heart and passion to serve and love to my best ability. This includes what I allow into my home whether it be food products, cleaning products, books, etc. I have stood my ground in some areas and even switched our toxic cleaners to natural health building ones once I saw the research but other areas ... time and the constant action of others have worn me down and I have accepted into my life and world.
With my history in Western medicine and Natural wellness, I am well aware of how one Introduces a very small amount of a substance and then builds from there to create a tolerance in our bodies. That applies to more than chemicals.
And the story goes ...
My wife and I have been talking about cancelling Netflix because of all the issues with one of their recent movies.
We are doing our homework to be well informed about our decision but I ran across this very timely story which seems to put it in a very sobering perspective!
Some years ago when I was a pastor, I walked into my church office after a Sunday morning service to find a little brown bag on my desk containing three chocolate brownies.
Some thoughtful and anonymous saint who knew my love for chocolate had placed them there, along with a piece of paper that had a short story written on it.
I immediately sat down and began eating the first brownie as I read the following story:
Two teenagers asked their father if they could go to the theater to watch a movie that all their friends had seen. After reading some reviews about the movie on the internet, he denied their request.
“Aw dad, why not?” they complained. “It’s rated PG-13, and we’re both older than thirteen!”
Dad replied: “Because that movie contains nudity and portrays immorality—which is something that God hates—as being normal and acceptable behavior.”
“But dad, those are just very small parts of the movie! That’s what our friends who’ve seen it have told us. The movie is two hours long and those scenes are just a few minutes of the total film! It’s based on a true story, and good triumphs over evil, and there are other redeeming themes like courage and self-sacrifice. Even the Christian movie review websites say that!”
“My answer is ‘no,’ and that is my final answer. You are welcome to stay home tonight, invite some of your friends over, and watch one of the good videos we have in our home collection. But you will not go and watch that film. End of discussion.”
The two teenagers walked dejectedly into the family room and slumped down on the couch.
As they sulked, they were surprised to hear the sounds of their father preparing something in the kitchen. They soon recognized the wonderful aroma of brownies baking in the oven, and one of the teenagers said to the other, “Dad must be feeling guilty, and now he’s going to try to make it up to us with some fresh brownies. Maybe we can soften him with lots of praise when he brings them out to us and persuade him to let us go to that movie after all.”
About that time I began eating the second brownie from the little brown bag and wondered if there was some connection to the brownies I was eating and the brownies in the story. I kept reading…
The teens were not disappointed. Soon their father appeared with a plate of warm brownies which he offered to his kids. They each took one.
The teenagers smiled at each other with knowing glances. Dad was softening.
“That is why I’ve made these brownies with the very best ingredients. I’ve made them from scratch. Most of the ingredients are even organic. The best organic flour. The best free-range eggs. The best organic sugar. Premium vanilla and chocolate.”
The brownies looked mouth-watering, and the teens began to become a little impatient with their dad’s long speech.
“But I want to be perfectly honest with you. There is one ingredient I added that is not usually found in brownies. I got that ingredient from our own back yard. But you needn’t worry, because I only added the tiniest bit of that ingredient to your brownies. The amount of the portion is practically insignificant. So go ahead, take a bite and let me know what you think.”
“Dad, would you mind telling us what that mystery ingredient is before we eat?”
“Why? The portion I added was so small. Just a teaspoonful. You won’t even taste it.”
“Come on, dad, just tell us what that ingredient is.”
“Don’t worry! It’s organic, just like the other ingredients.”
“Well, OK, if you insist. That secret ingredient is organic…dog poop.”
I immediately stopped chewing that second brownie and I spit it out into the waste basket by my desk. I continued reading, now fearful of the paragraphs that still remained.
Both teens instantly dropped their brownies back on the plate and began inspecting their fingers with horror.
“DAD! Why did you do that? You’ve tortured us by making us smell those brownies cooking for the last half hour, and now you tell us that you added dog poop! We can’t eat these brownies!”
“Why not? The amount of dog poop is very small compared to the rest of the ingredients. It won’t hurt you. It’s been cooked right along with the other ingredients. You won’t even taste it. It has the same consistency as the brownies. Go ahead and eat!”
“And that is the same reason I won’t allow you to go watch that movie. You won’t tolerate a little dog poop in your brownies, so why should you tolerate a little immorality in your movies?
We pray that God will not lead us unto temptation, so how can we in good conscience entertain ourselves with something that will imprint a sinful image in our minds that will lead us into temptation long after we first see it?”
I discarded what remained of the second brownie as well as the entire untouched third brownie.
What had been irresistible a minute ago had become detestable. And only because of the very slim chance that what I was eating was slightly polluted. (Surely it wasn’t…but I couldn’t convince myself.)
What a good lesson about purity!
Why do we tolerate any sin?
On the day of the Passover, the Israelites were commanded to remove every bit of leaven from their homes. Sin is like leaven—a little bit leavens the whole lump (1 Cor. 5:6).
Help us, Lord, to “cleanse ourselves from all defilement of flesh and spirit, perfecting holiness in the fear of God” (2 Cor. 7:1).
Hate evil, you who love the Lord (Ps. 97:10)
This was shared by a gentleman named Randy Hicks.
What are you allowing into your life that is desensitizing or weakening your foundation?