Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Transition Times

There are so many things to be thankful for.  However, of late, I've been giving energy and thought to the things I want changed; to feelings of unfamiliarity and isolation, to the feeling of being on the outside looking in, judgement of how we should be treated and welcomed.

I'm hoping for and going to work towards finding balance as my feelings of loneliness and judgement deserve acknowledgement just not so much focus.  And an excerpt from Courage to Change helps:

If I am always reacting, then I am never free.

Losing (and then comparing) the familiarity and relationships from our east side communities and entering into new communities -- 2 schools, neighborhood, church, town -- is taking a little toll.  My heart aches a little with the feelings mentioned above.  But alas!  Again!  Help from above in the form of God Calling and Streams in the Desert:

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I came to learn that a place of isolation is often the most useful place of all in this diverse world.  Its harvest is more rich than the seasons when the corn and wine were the most abundant. 

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Be full of gratitude.  Wing up your prayers on Praise to Heaven.  Take all that happens as My planning.  All is well.  I have all prepared in My Love.  Let your heart sing.

'Let your heart sing' -- sounds so joyful and nice!  My heart feels heavy much of the time -- maybe it's just learning the words right now... and soon it will in fact sing (:

Unfortunately, I couldn't get a posed picture of Graham on his first day.  He was in a zone and has handled all of the changes like a champ.  He started in August so we were commuting his first week of school...way to go Graham-bo!  Proud a ya.




Sunday, September 14, 2014

Making time...

We've moved!  It's here and it always felt so far off...

We're on the tail end of the higher hectic stress of it, albeit stress still looms...

Though I feel there are one million things to do, what matters is the walk down the path that He has uniquely for each.

This morning I'm compelled to share a paragraph from Streams in the Desert that is so beautiful, calm and simple...the opposite of how I feel when I am in the midst of trouble.  God, grant me the calm and my eyes on You to remember and practice this:

Yes, there are many crosses, and every one of them is heavy and painful.  And it is unlikely that I would seek out even one of them on my own.  Yet Jesus is never as near to me as when I lift my cross, lay it submissively on my shoulder, and welcome it with a patient and uncomplaining spirit.

Huh, whoa, yaaaaa...much needed reminder and lesson.  Can I learn it?  IIIIII hope so.  xoxo, hh