Aaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhh,...................!!!

yes, me, i hate waiting! i am bad at it, do not like it at all. and yes, i hate lessons in long suffering, they last too long!

ME

I am;

Greatly Blessed,


Highly Favored,


and Deeply loved!!!!

THANK YOU LORD!

My tribute to Awe

Often I am blown away by a thing of beauty, a moment of pure joy, a feeling of being deeply loved and in some cases which I much rather never occurred, times when I feel I am deep down in the pits of the earth. It’s not often though that I consciously realize I am in a state of wonder. So this is my tribute to all the things that leave me in awe;

Flowers, so simple, delicate and beautiful. Looking at the Cana lily or the Iris makes my heart swell. I am amazed at how simple yet intricately complex flowers are.

Clouds that roll out in huge billows of pure glistening white, then roar with thunder, and dark and looming pour down with rain, refreshing the earth and then draw back as a curtain letting the sun shine in all it’s glory! I simply gaze amazed.

Trees, I am not tree hugger but why my heart does cart wheels at the sight of a beautiful tree, I still don’t know. I’d like to buy lots of land some day and plant me some trees so that I can walk for miles and be bathed in the breeze, totally at peace, just the trees and me.

Music!!! It’s my love, it gives me strength just like a can of Red Bull, it is my shrink a.k.a Vicky. That there is a song for every mood is simply amazing. A song can take me on a high just like

sugar for some people, a song can lift me from a low sending me to the heights, a song can make me laugh, scream, shout. And even when I sing off key, I sing with everything within me! Thank God for everyone that has good music flowing through their veins, and today thank God for the Gaither Vocal Band!

Last but not least the wonder of my wonder, C, the joy of my joy, the sun that comes out shining bright from behind the dark clouds. My companion, and the birth of feeling within me. The voice that puts my thoughts into words, the words that give birth to perfect pictures in my mind,, the feeling that I am you and you are me, looking at you as if in a mirror, hearing you laugh and I wish to lengthen that moment for eternity, and wanting to take every dream of yours and make it reality. Bing the luckiest person in the world because I have a gift from God, now this is wonder! I count my self blessed.

If I didn’t say thank you Lord before, Thank you Lord, , thank you because your grace reigns and your mercy washes over me, your love loves me beyond all reason and explanation. Thank you because you make me witness to your glory and thank you because I can say thank you! And thank you in advance for all the times I may forget to be thankful.

150 DAYS!

Its raining outside, I am safe in here.
The company I have, if was up to me, perhaps I would have chosen better,
but I didn’t chose.
So this is how it is and will be for the next 150 days, maybe more.
I wish the days away, longing for the rains to stop,
To get out of this shelter,
feel the sunshine, smell the flowers.
The rain keeps pouring; each day seems like a year.
I know I am in a place of safety, safe from the flood,
and this company isn’t half as bad as I say.
Lord, lead me on, help me make the most of these days,
to rejoice in this safe haven,
Lest when the rains stop and I leave this company,
feel the sunshine, smell the flowers,
I secretly long to be back in the ark.

Thy Word - Amy Grant

This Song has been playing in my head all day for over 2 weeks. Maybe i need to start waking up at 4am.I love this picture!



Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.

When I feel afraid,
And think I've lost my way.
Still, You're there right beside me.
Nothing will I fear
As long as You are near;
Please be near me to the end.

I will not forget
Your love for me and yet,
My heart forever is wandering.
Jesus be my guide,
And hold me to Your side,
And I will love you to the end.

Dear PP,

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee—and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love rememb'red such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

YBJ