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Word Meditation

The LORD said, โ€œMy word . . . that goeth forth out of my mouth . . . shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please.โ€
– Isaiah 55:11 (KJV)

I love hearing another’s story. It seems we never meet a person without a story. When we listen into their story we most likely will hear the moral compass of their life story. A WORD that gave design to their vocation, their hopes and dreams and yes, even things that seemed off course but found needful in their life journey as it was packed into their emergency travel kit.

Do you ever listen to yourself telling your story to others? Or, read what you journaled when you recorded your story?

Lazy, hot, steamy summer heat in No Virginia makes air conditioned coffee shoppes and ice cream digs hot spots to share and hear story. Recently, I took mental notes of listening as storytellers told their dot to dot stories. In meditating on words they told I found I could just focus on Isaiah 55:11 and find a basket of words to hold dear to my heart. Rejoice with them! Find Hope! Applaud!Peace! And, many other wonderful energies that bubble in their space.

It seems we find their hour glass with a sand flow as well as ours when we watch and heart listen from this view. “Declaring the end from the beginning, and from ancient times things that are not yet doneโ€ฆ”
(Isaiah 46:10, NKJV)



Our appreciation to you for your gifts and talents so embedded in each post here. Your faithfulness seems unmatched. Your gifts planted and blooming in Loudoun County and many other counties in our great nation gives hope and sustenance to snails๐ŸŒ rabbits๐Ÿ‡ and squirrels ๐Ÿฟ alike. Your talent and love of horticulture has changed many landscapes giving much beauty for ashes.๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ

We all wish for you the best of best of a very Happy Birthday! ๐ŸŽ‚๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป

Person, Place or Thing

“He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful.”(John 15:2, NIV)

Do you ever wonder why people, places and things seem to always be moving and changing in your life and others? Could this be part of the cutting off and pruning John is speaking of?ย 

“Show me Your ways, O LORD; teach me Your paths.” (Psalm 25:4, NKJV)ย 

Do you ever feel like a tumbleweed and wondering where is the landing?ย 

For days I have been pondering this line of thinking. I’ve seen people being in places that was never even thought possible. Some people going places that was not even on their bucket list. Things that held the imagination captive for over 50 years that dissolved like an ice cube when life happened in unexpected ways.

As I write I want to sing my way through scriptures that connect to the two scriptures mentioned here and many that connect to the stories myself and others share. The active words from God that are recorded in scripture dance in my head like raindrops on a tin roof. ย “Those that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength…,” says Isaiah. Now, we are waiting for the Lord but, ย John, the revelator says of Jesus; “Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and dine with that person, and they with me.” (Revelation 3:20) ย As we move through our days with a song, dance, clap, shout, weep, stomp, joy and wait for the knock let us pause and enjoy the meal.ย 

Acts 17:28 “For in him we live and move and have our being. ย As some of your own poets have said, ย We are his offspring.”ย 
“Remember the wondrous works that he has done, his miracles, and the judgments he uttered.” (Psalm 105:5, ESV)

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True or False

Honey bees navigate by the position of the sun. True or False?๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ

If true. What happens at dark?๐ŸŒ‘

If false, how do bees navigate? โšก๏ธ

Jesus spoke . . . to the people, he said, โ€œI am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.โ€- John 8:12 (NIV) True or False?

If true, explain the mystery of this truth?

If false, tell us what you know as truth?


Spiritual Gardening

I have often asked myself questions in my prayer time as well as other times throughout my day. Questions like; ย what does fear look like? Most often I am not able to draw or paint the flowering beauty of fear. Yes, I said that, “flowering beauty of fear”. ย At times my husband walks in the house with a freshly dug flourishing green with blooms, ย asking, is this a weed or not? I ask around and we all are just not sure. A weed often delays our gardening time much like fear delays our spiritual heart growth time.

When we have friends, mentors, or others that plants seeds of honesty in our lives fear really has no breeding ground. Maybe, I would call honest words, “Roundup”! Yes, spray Roundup! When words are honest they become fewer because self-importance has decreased. Hopefully, Roundup will burn off the impurities of my soul. And, I will come to a greater knowledge of increased faith.

“If possible, spend time in nature today and find ways to reconnect with God. Share your thoughts.” ย Upper Room Devotional.

My thoughts; my friend, Tammy Holton has sent me in the last few days photos of her husband, Chris’ vegetable garden. Now, I know the kind of gardener he is because I have had over the years perfect vegetables without a flaw from his garden. Therefore, when I see his garden in progress I pause to dream of perfect fresh vegetables. I also know it’s time to work on my heart and its earth pockets.


Compassion in Action

Look for moments of compassion throughout your day and night! Would love to hear your thoughts when you catch a moment!

I had a moment at 3:39 am last night when a text message from someone I hardly ever hear from made way to my phone and gave me an alert and I awoke. My attitude was filled with compassion so I was able to easily go back to sleep and rest and re-enter my day with joy and peace.

Compassion is so high in priority on the characteristics Jesus portrayed for all to see and hear that it makes it easy for images of Jesus to appear! Look for them and share!

“He was moved with compassion.”โ€”Matthew 9:36.

Rhythms Of Grace

Tonight as I was singing my prayers I had an awakening of Grace! Grace is rhythm and rhythm is grace.

The Rhythms of Grace are for dancing, singing and adorning The Throne of The King with beauty, dignity and boldness of faith. The writer of Hebrews chapter 4 verse six writes an invitation inviting us to come to the happening at The Throne of Grace. “Therefore let us confidently approach the throne of grace to receive mercy and find grace whenever we need help.” This gives me the faith to know there is wholeness at the feet of grace. For it’s there where mercy pardons our sins and grace purifies our soul. Aweee, where one sees grace one sees beauty and exactness.

I hope that some will join me in the dance of healing as our beauty adorns the King. Psalm 45; gives us the beat of the rhythm so let’s do as instructed in vs. 11 “Let the king be enthralled by your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord.”
And, response; “You are the most excellent of men and your lips have been anointed with grace, since God has blessed you forever.”

Dance my friends dance! The rhythm of grace is bidding for your love as the waltz of your wedding song gently plays while you vow all the words from psalm 45! Let’s make Christmas 2014 a wedding feast to honor Our King!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas in Art!

This blog as well as many others we share on the daily lily are such Christmas and daily fun as well as peaceful to me when copied, clipped โœ‚๏ธ and pasted in a non-lined journal ๐Ÿ“’ with art, (I use stickers) color pens, โœ๏ธ crayons and highlighters. Finding all the peace, love, hope, words, how and where they connect and connecting them in action to others with words of encouragement, prayer, writing or just singing ๐ŸŽต them in the atmosphere and knowing they will fall like a snowflake โ„๏ธ somewhere.

I count my blessings for being an artist ๐ŸŽจ of words that penetrate ๐Ÿ“กthe atmosphere to change the atmospheric levels from gloom to bliss, sadness to joy, despair to Hope. My art will never hang on the walls of a NY museum ๐Ÿ—ฝ but ๐Ÿ‘€ ๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ”ฆ your ๐Ÿ’œ and you just might find one hanging there! ๐ŸŒˆ