Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
The Still Small Voice
The Small Still Voice
It was a sunny, Spring day, but that was lost on me. In my mind a thousand concerns and worries were racing around and around. Looking back now I can’t for the life of me remember a single one of them. In the days that followed like most worries they all either faded or amounted to nothing. At the time, though, they seemed like they were going to wreck my life. I had even foolishly taken the day off work so I could spend more time on my worrying. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t relax. I couldn’t even sit still.
Hoping to clear my head I drove to a local lake that had a graveled path around it. As I walked along my brain continued to race. Halfway around I stopped at a small bench and sat down. My legs weren’t tired, but my brain was exhausted.
After sitting a few minutes I just let go and stopped thinking. I listened to the gentle music of the birds singing their love songs in the trees. I watched as the sun sparkled and danced off the crystal clear waves of the lake. I noticed the first wild flowers of Spring growing towards the light. I breathed in the fresh, clean air. I felt at peace for the first time all day. It was then that I heard the small, still voice of God whispering in my mind. "What are you so worried about?," He said. "I have loved you since the day you were born. I love you now. And I will continue to love you forever." I stayed happily there on that bench for a long time. And when I finally left I took the peace and love with me. I remember singing childhood hymns as I half walked and half danced the rest of the way around the lake. It felt so good knowing that I was loved.
The next time that the foolish voices of worry start chattering in your head, tell them to shut up. Then sit down, be quiet, and listen for the small, still voice of God. He will be there waiting to love you, to guide you, to strengthen you, and to bless you with His peace forever.
~ Joseph J. Mazzella ~
Hoping to clear my head I drove to a local lake that had a graveled path around it. As I walked along my brain continued to race. Halfway around I stopped at a small bench and sat down. My legs weren’t tired, but my brain was exhausted.
After sitting a few minutes I just let go and stopped thinking. I listened to the gentle music of the birds singing their love songs in the trees. I watched as the sun sparkled and danced off the crystal clear waves of the lake. I noticed the first wild flowers of Spring growing towards the light. I breathed in the fresh, clean air. I felt at peace for the first time all day. It was then that I heard the small, still voice of God whispering in my mind. "What are you so worried about?," He said. "I have loved you since the day you were born. I love you now. And I will continue to love you forever." I stayed happily there on that bench for a long time. And when I finally left I took the peace and love with me. I remember singing childhood hymns as I half walked and half danced the rest of the way around the lake. It felt so good knowing that I was loved.
The next time that the foolish voices of worry start chattering in your head, tell them to shut up. Then sit down, be quiet, and listen for the small, still voice of God. He will be there waiting to love you, to guide you, to strengthen you, and to bless you with His peace forever.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
And then I wake up .............
I go to sleep; I'm forty-three.
With my five kids and spouse with me
We're at our cottage by the lake.
We swim, we sail and then we take
A boat ride to blueberry hill
Where we all pick for pies to fill.
The evening comes, the lake's like glass
That cracks as loons and beavers pass.
Then crickets start their nightly tune
Which ends the day, oh far too soon.
It's so much fun to be alive.
I wake confused; I'm ninety-five.
Written by Doug Barr
This is a poem that I came across which reminds of living on the lake. I realize how I take it so much for granted everyday. I am always so busy with my everyday "must dos" that I forget to be thankful for the gifts that I am blessed with everyday.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Are we there Yet?
I realize everyday how we wish the moments to quickly pass us by in order to get to the next phase or place in our lives, only to find that once we get there we want to go back to where we were so that we can live that moment to the fullest. Aren't we fickle? We can't make up our minds what we want. How many times have I read on facebook lately, is it Friday yet? What if you don't make it to Friday? What if something happens, then what are you going to do? My point is, we need to quit worrying about tomorrow, quit wishing our lives away by waiting for the next day to come. I am guilty! Only the other day I said 10 more Mondays. I should be enjoying each day I have now teaching the children I have. I will not be able to do that again in the same capacity as I am now. Sure, I can go back and substitute, but it will never be the same.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
March 22, 2011
Wherever I roam is a title I came up with for my new blog because it signifies my journey that I am on and all the experiences I am having as I am getting older. I am almost ready to retire and embark on a new journey in my life, going places and experiencing new experiences .
Almost a year ago, my father died peacefully after having a wonderful life with those he loved so well. I miss him dearly but I learned a lot from him. Now, my brother is going through a journey himself in which he has proven what it is like to be brave and courageous. He has always exemplified what it is like to be caring and loving of others. He has been the caregiver in my family since I can remember. He is a guardian angel and never realized it. Now he is being watched over by the angels.
As I make my journey through this life and wherever I may be led, I hope to be one who exemplifies what it means to be one who loves her Lord Jesus Christ and is thankful for all her many blessings each and everyday!
Almost a year ago, my father died peacefully after having a wonderful life with those he loved so well. I miss him dearly but I learned a lot from him. Now, my brother is going through a journey himself in which he has proven what it is like to be brave and courageous. He has always exemplified what it is like to be caring and loving of others. He has been the caregiver in my family since I can remember. He is a guardian angel and never realized it. Now he is being watched over by the angels.
As I make my journey through this life and wherever I may be led, I hope to be one who exemplifies what it means to be one who loves her Lord Jesus Christ and is thankful for all her many blessings each and everyday!
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