Wednesday, June 29, 2016

this moment

Enjoying a delicious cup of coffee and watching a lovely rain fall. I cannot imagine a more beautiful moment than this one. It's been a tough day, and I really don't know why. Big things are happening for our little family this summer, and it's a lot --and we are seeing the Father's hand every step of the way.  I am more grateful for that than I could ever say!

Stopping here for a quiet moment of thanks
for so many, many blessings
while the rain falls ♥

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

quiet song

The quiet song of gratitude, a heart-full of thanks, lures humility out of the shadows to receive a gift from the Father. Wholly unexpected, though I know that it is He who gave all and gives all --and makes every single thing good.

And that humility, when knees are bent and hands lie open, vulnerable, and my will is bowed --that is where I decrease and He increases. The joy bursts forth there. Grace shines. The love, oh how He loves. I accept whatever the Father chooses to give. Life abundant. The quiet song of His life in me rings through, and He is glorified.

A most blessed Tuesday to you, friends ♥

John 3:30
and thanks to AnnV for the train

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

grace came calling

This morning God sent an answer to prayer to our home. An unexpected visitor stopped by bringing word of something that I have been asking the Father for specifically for the past few months. We'd never met. She knew nothing of the circumstances. She just thought she'd drop by.

I stood in awe, amazed (and a little freaked out). Why are we so surprised when the Father does things like that? I am brought low by that fact that I was not prepared for the moment, and I am so thankful for the reminder to watch and be ready for His answers when I ask. And again, He has stepped into one of the enormous things (to my mind, anyway) and assured me that He is already there, has been for some time now, and will be as the days go by.

Overjoyed to have been here when grace came calling ♥

Monday, June 20, 2016

memory garden

Sitting here this morning, this first day of summer, and all I can see in my mind's eye are my grandmothers' hands --and flowers. Gorgeous lilies (one named for each grandchild), the rose garden outside Papa's window, the funky spiky thing that grew in the front yard with a name I cannot remember, the camellias that grew as tall as trees all circling around the little frog pond, the giant wisteria tree that was the choicest spot for all of the neighborhood bumblebees, the bouquets created for many a Sunday morning worship or delivered to a friend's house, the buds and blooms we were allowed to pick and place in vases or teacups all around their kitchens or on tables...

I was reading in Psalm 136 where, again and again, we are reminded of the great wonders of the Father's own hands and of His great love. Oh, give thanks! And so I do.

Walking joyfully here in the garden of my memory, I see them and I thank God again for their lives, their hands, the flowers they grew, and for summertime, too... all a testimony to His creativity, His grace, His great love ♥

Saturday, June 18, 2016

one thing i ask...

One thing I ask from the Lord,
this only do I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to gaze on the beauty of the Lord
    and to seek him in his temple.

The only way to see God manifested in the world around is with the eyes of Jesus within. Christ Himself tears the veil to the Holy of Holies, gives me the only seeing I have.

Skirts of stars swirl through black space and waterfalls dance joy-filled over stones, the manes of runaway horses flying full measure in the wind, and a lone mushroom tilting in the shadows of a forest rich in all greens --God sees it all.

I am bowed like wheat, raised like grass blades, grounded and rooted in the knowledge of Whose I am, and I whisper again and again, "Lord, I want to see."

All is grace. ALL is grace ♥

Psalm 27:4
paraphrases & remixes from Ann V
Luke 18:42

Monday, June 13, 2016

all & all

"A willing acceptance of all that God assigns
and a glad surrender of all that I am and have
constitute the key to receiving 
the gift of a quiet heart."

Just a "little something" from my reading today ♥
quote from EE

Sunday, June 12, 2016

this little light

Sweetest sweetling moment of the day so far...

Prepping lightning bug jars with Samuel and Ila! Finding just the right jars, tapping holes in them with just the right size nails and a hammer, and talking about the best techniques for handling jars and bugs at the same time ^_^

I: But they won't be able to breathe, Mom!
S: That's why we are making these holes in the lids.

S: But they won't like the jars, Mom!
Q: That's why we put some grass in for them to crawl on.

I: But they will starve, Mom!
S: That's why we don't keep them very long.

I: But I might skoosh one trying to catch it, Mom!
Q: That's why we catch them with our hands and then put them in.

S: But will they be happy in there, Mom??
Q: I just don't know. But if you take care of them, they will be fine.


Sweet, sweet summertime ♥

Saturday, June 11, 2016

see a flower

Jamie, the sweetlings and I spent most of the day with Dad, busy on our summer project ^_~ As I worked, I came across some letters that were written to our family just after Mom died. Sweet friends took the time to put down on paper their thoughts and memories of Mom for us, sharing what she meant to them. What a gift!

This is just a tiny portion from one of the letters.
It was written as to Mom...

"I cannot see a flower without seeing what could develop in your precious hands, and... you cannot see a flower with out seeing a resurrection."

O my heart ♥

Quote from a letter written by LF

Friday, June 10, 2016

tune my heart

Practice. Practice!

If I want to see everything in the Father and the Father in everything. I must practice. Though it seems that this would be the most natural thing, the simplest thing, how inclined we are to blindness (willful or thoughtless). His love, His joy, His peace, His mercy and grace and faithfulness are there, always. Why would I ever choose to see any differently? If I know the truth (and I do know it), why would I ever not see Him? Measuring the moments of my day, staying awake to His glory, His presence is the crucial thing. It's also the joyful thing. And so I practice.

Come, Thou Fount. Tune my heart to sing Thy grace.
For the streams of Your mercy are never ceasing ♥

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

building on stone

I began this day with just a few moments in Matthew: seek & knock, hear & practice. At the time I really had no idea what particular way the precious, familiar words would work in my heart for this day. As the day unfolded and I watched former days pass and pass and pass again over my hands, I got it. A beautiful encouragement.

For generations now my family has been building! Through unimaginably joyful days, daily days, and heartbroken days... always building.

And I realized that though I am grateful beyond all telling for the legacy, it's the Stone we have been building upon that is the greatest gift. From sweetlings to greatest grands, the same Stone.

Oh, Father, thank You that we will find, that the door will be opened, and for the Stone for our home ♥

Matthew 7:7 & 24

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

just the portion

From my reading today...

"Our enemy delights in disquieting us. Our Savior and Helper delights in quieting us. The choice is ours. It depends on our willingness to see everything in God, receive all from His hand, accept with gratitude just the portion and the cup He offers."

To see everything in God, o my heart ♥

quote from EE

Monday, June 6, 2016

a little yellow note

The half-hour to hour or so when the stress of the day gets the better of you and you freak out a little bit, use your outside voice a little bit, and cry a little bit (or a lot a bit)... and your family isn't quite sure what it's all about, though you feel that you have completely and thoroughly explained it (ad nauseum), and your yuck just spills right out...

And then you take a breath and sit down at your desk and you discover a little yellow sticky note that your eldest sweetling has left for you. And it says, "I leave my peace with you. I give my peace to you. ~Jesus"

You realize quite quickly that once again God has shown up in your day, in the very moment that you needed to be reminded that He is here (not out there somewhere floating around - ha!). He sees. He knows. He cares. I am so loved, and I am His (even when I am all yucky). Oh, how thankful I am.

And even though there may still be freak-out-worthy stuff, all is well and very well. Because of Him, and because someone close by was watching and listening for a prompting from Him to write a little yellow note ♥

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Yours

A prayer for this morning...

Yours, O Lord, is the greatness and the power and the glory and the victory and the majesty, for all that is in the heavens and in the earth is Yours.

Yours is the kingdom, O Lord, and You are exalted as head above all.

1 Chronicles 29:11

Amen ♥

Thursday, June 2, 2016

kingdom tales

"Long ago, danger always came to the people in Great Park who were the most brave and to the places that were the most beautiful. Men and women were never what they seemed to be, for magic and mystery and wonder were always possible. But that is not so different from the way things are today..."

It is in the presence of the King that we are most truly who we are. His.


The sweetlings and I are currently re-reading one of our very favorites, and we thought you might like to add a wonderful book to your wish list. Kingdom Tales is a collection of stories told by David and Karen Mains. They use allegory to share truths about the kingdom of God.

The stories begin with Scarboy and his little brother who are in flight to escape the Enchanter and his terrible Enchanted City where no one may walk in the daylight, but only rise and work and live at night. It's a place of great sadness, of artificial power, of burners and breakers, and of ash and fire. But there is a rumor... a rumor of a true King... one who is light and life...

Oh, what fun! We read together, aloud, because of the depth of some of the heart diving. There is abundant adventure and lots of fun to be found, and there are some difficult times, too. I find myself tearing up often as we read, so parents and grands, you may want to pre-read ^_~ The language is engaging, but it can be challenging in some of the chapters. Upon finishing these precious stories, we find ourselves already looking forward to the next time we will take them up together.

To the King! To the Restoration! ♥


Quote from "The Faithless Ranger" chapter 4 of Book 1

Published as the Tales of the Kingdom Trilogy (available at Amazon)
Book 1 - Tales of the Kingdom
Book 2 - Tales of the Resistance
Book 3 - Tales of the Restoration

Re-published as Kingdom Tales (available at My Father's World)
 

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

three

"Our worlds reel unless we rejoice.

A song of thanks steadies everything.

The answer to anxiety (stress, fear...)
is the adoration of Christ."

Working with these three "little" statements today ♥

quote from Ann V OTG Devotional
parentheses mine