And I am finally doing a Five Minute Friday linkup! (Click here to see the linkup) 

Yeah ok... so it's a wee bit after midnight... but it is still Friday in some time zones! 

Anyways... The word is IF.  

Ready go! 

The first phrase that comes to mind is "what if?"  God has been teaching me how to look at life differently.... through His eyes... and so here is a poem that is a positive spin of the What if game.

Well, over a year!  I kept meaning to get back to this, would get busy, and time goes by so fast...

Anyway at long last, I am finally posting something! 

It was my birthday three days ago, which causes me to get in a reflective mood.  First to come to mind was how God has moved me over the past year.  Figuratively and literally!  

A little over a month ago, May 10, was my closing date.  I sold and bought a house.  A year ago, I was considering moving perhaps within the next five years.  Although a part of me really wanted to move within a year.  However I just assumed that was not possible; I was sure I did not have the equity and finances necessary to move to a place that would be worth moving to.  

But the Lord is a God of surprises!  Last September, at the urging of my mom (who was obviously sensitive to the urging of the Holy Spirit) I looked at a place for sale.  I was only going to please my mom, and was amazed by how much I loved it.  I felt God was saying to go ahead and try for it, and He would close the door on the opportunity if necessary.

So, I went to the bank, was startled and pleased by the fact that I could get pre-approved for the loan needed, made an offer contingent on me being able to sell, and waited. 

And waited.... and waited...

...and the house I was trying to buy was sold before I was able to sell.  

I chose to trust this was God closing the door on that particular house and felt at peace with continuing to attempt to sell and move, for at least the next few months.  Move where, I was not so sure, but I believed God would either open the door to buy a better place for me, or close the door on moving altogether. 

So, more waiting.  

Finally, after several months of trying to sell, I had an offer!  But there no longer seemed to be any listings that I could afford and want to move to.  I wondered what God was up to.  Why did I have to wait so long only for there to be no place available?  Would I actually get to move?  Would I end up being at my parents for awhile because I had sold and not found anything? As much as I love my parents I did not want to have to move back in with them, no matter how temporary.  

After a few days of nothing turning up, again God used my mom to bring about a shift.  She had heard about a place for sale and it sounded like it might be just the place for me.  I went to view it the very next day and LOVED it.  It felt so right.... like home.  I asked God if I could please, please have it.  But that I would trust if not, there was something even better.

So I made an offer, left it in God's capable hands, and the offer was accepted the next day!  I will never forget receiving the news!  And it was extra special because I happened to be with my parents and they rejoiced with me! 

Next came the inspections and renegotiation regarding those, the appraisals for the value, and finally the actual physical work involved with moving.  God was incredibly faithful the entire way. 

While it took longer than expected, and turned out differently than planned at the start, God proved He was watching over every detail, and He does know best.  God delivered on what I asked, and even went above and beyond!   My home is very much my home sweet home.  I have actually had tears of joy, I am so thankful and overwhelmed by God's goodness.  

​As mentioned, God has moved me in more than just the literal sense.  I am feeling more and more like myself, like the me I am supposed to be, who God intended me to be.  I have more confidence, and for the first time ever, more often than not I have a comfortable sense of feeling at home with myself. 

So... God has physically and spiritually brought me "home," more so than ever before.  And it is a wonderful feeling.  

Thanks be to God who has moved me forward in more ways than one!  He has moved me more and more into freedom... freedom to let go of what has held me back and cling to the truths that will guide me on in the right direction... until the only thing holding me, that has a claim on me, is Jesus and His love.  

Ephesians 3:20 ~ Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

Psalm 37:4-5 ~ Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him, and he will act.

Philipians 3:13b-14 ~ Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.

 Five Minute Friday time!  Five minutes of free writing, the word is EMBRACE, ready, set, go!
(Linking with five-minute-friday-embrace)

First thoughts... God's embrace.  Oh what love...

The more I still myself enough to soak in God's presence, and the more I embrace Who He is, the more I become aware of who I am in Him, and who He is calling me to be. 

The more I let Him hold me, the more I believe the truth of His faithful love and promises, the more I believe the hopes and dreams I hold can come to be.

The more I step forward into His open arms, the more He reveals to me of His nature, and the more I can step forward in confidence in who He has made me to be.

Abiding in God's embrace leads me to a deeper appreciation of Who He is, to a fuller connection with my Creator, which leads me to be able to appreciate who I am in His grace and who He has created me to be.

Abiding in God's embrace allows me to fully live, to fully embrace every moment.

(So, I may have gone a wee bit over five minutes *ahem* in fact did indeed go over with the poem... oh well... 'twas still a brief free write)

Delight yourself in the Lord;
And He will give you the desires of your heart.
Commit your way to the Lord,
Trust also in Him, and He will do it.
~Psalm 37:4-5

Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself unless it abides in the vine, so neither can you unless you abide in Me.
~John 15:4

You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you.
~Isaiah 26:3

There are moments in day to day life when I pause to peer at the beauty going on beneath the superficial surface… I look for the extra in the ordinary.

These moments tend to happen the most with family and friends.  Recently my immediate family finally got schedules coordinated to spend an afternoon together.  As my mom, dad, brother, sister and brother-in-law and I sat around the table, the conversation was a rather normal one.  There was nothing deep about it.  Nothing phenomenal.  But there was plenty of laughter in it... and love underlying it, which is the part I noticed and appreciated when I peered past the veneer of the ordinary.

Another memory that stands out is from Thanksgiving.  ...Yes, that was quite awhile ago, but it still sticks out vividly in my mind.  Anyway, I was chopping up fruit for a salad, my dad was trimming the turkey, my mom was finishing up mashed potatoes, my sister was setting the table and my brother-in-law was slicing some bread.  There was not a lot of chatter, and what talk there was mostly revolved around what needed to be done.

And I thought, how beautiful.  This is what really matters… this is the good stuff of life.  The bond of family.  Being with loved ones.  Working together for a common goal… even if it is just to make a meal.

Beauty is brought to ordinary tasks when love is the undercurrent flowing beneath.  That time with my family, though no words were spoken about it, I could feel the tie of the love that bound us together as we worked.  And my soul thrilled in it.
 
I have been paying more attention to those moments lately, purposefully looking out for them.  When I spot one I take the time to pause and soak it in, and praise God for the gift that it is. 

And something else I have noticed… the more connected I am with the beauty in the ordinary around me, the more connected I am with God, because I am actively aware of what God has done for me, how He has blessed me.  That in turn has cultivated an attitude of thankfulness and optimism in me.  And life is much more enjoyable that way.  

Another positive side effect of this awareness is that I have a desire to infuse beauty into the ordinary… paint some color into the common black and white… by spreading love and kindness to those around me.  It could be something as simple as a smile, a cheerful word of encouragement, or a listening ear.  Whatever way God can use me, I want to make myself ready and willing. 

Thank You God for opening my eyes to the beauty in the ordinary… for the ones that occur without any effort on my part, and for the opportunities You provide for me to make it into one.

Linking with spiritual sundays , mondays musings, glimpses link up   

 And so the last chapter of 2016 has concluded... and the open book of 2017 has begun...

Amidst the pages of 2016 there have been many stories, but the theme running through it all has been "God is faithful."

The beginning of Psalm 40 reads:
"I waited patiently for the Lord;
And He inclined to me and heard my cry.
He brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay,
And He set my feet upon a rock making my footsteps firm.
He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God"

God has done that for me.  He heard me, delivered me, and restored me.  And now I can sing again.

Over the course of 2016, God has been bringing me back to life, healing my heart... and teaching me many things as I found my new song.

I learned that healing cannot be rushed or forced, but must be journeyed through.

The healing just... happened... by me just... letting it... it's not easy to explain... but now I feel free... light... new.

I had to let the pain and bitterness and guilt be felt, bring that to God, and then let myself feel His truth, His love, and His forgiveness.  I had to let people pour into me with their encouragement and support.

I found spiritual renewal and healing with God, and received what I call "spiritual hugs" from Him, and I received physical hugs and support in abundance from the wonderful family and friends God has given me. 

And it was through those healthy relationships, those healthy emotional connections, and letting the feelings come but then releasing them to God, that healing came and I was restored.

Restored after emotional abuse that almost got physical.  Restored after betrayal.  Restored after divorce. 

Restored and freed.

Focusing on those good relationships, with God and with the people who care about me,  brought about the full restoration I needed.  I had to let the truth sink in, the truth that I am loved and valued, by God, family and friends.  My spiritual relationship with a good God and my physical relationships with good people... those were key to healing.

Over 2016, I have been "loved on" and uplifted by God Himself and the many people He sent my way, and I could not be more filled with gratitude.

God has taken me out of the mire and set me on a rock.  He has taken me out of numbness, out of brokenness, and given me joy and peace.  He has given me a new song... a song of hope, of freedom, of praise to Him for how faithful He has been. 

God made me alive again.

I have learned that time with God is the best balm for my soul, that Jesus is the most patient, loving friend and the Holy Spirit the provider of the comfort I need.

I have learned that true strength comes by persevering, that forgiveness is freeing, and that love is healing.

I have learned that God can revive the heart, and breath fresh life into hopes and dreams.

I have learned that with God, all things are possible, and that His love is very deep, and very real.

O sing to the Lord a new song,
For He has done wonderful things
~ Psalm 98:1

O give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; For His lovingkindness is everlasting.
~ 1 Chronicles 16:34

Linking with momentsofhope and whatjoyismine.net

And, at long last, I am finally doing a blog post again.  Wow time goes fast! 

So this post will be a quickie, a five minute Friday link up with Kate Motaung.

And it's on the word crave.

Ready, go!

There are many things I get cravings for.  Some are smaller... chocolate, a chai tea latte, sunshine, a hug, a chat with a friend...

And some are more substantial... financial security, a sense of belonging, a healed heart, the chance to fulfill dreams...

The smaller things are much easier to come by, but they are also very brief.  The larger things may be available for a season, and are wonderful while they last, but these can prove to be temporary as life brings changes.

Is there such a thing as a craving that can be fully and forever satisfied?

The good news is yes, yes indeed there is.  The deepest longings of the heart, the desire for joy, peace and wholeness that can be had during any circumstance, can be found in the God who made your heart. 

I have been through a lot and I can attest to the truth of this.  When I seek God's presence, when I praise Him no matter the situation, that is where I find every craving satisfied.

"Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." -- Matthew 11:28, NASB

"Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that you will abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit." -- Romans 15:13, NASB

"For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from him." -- Psalm 62:5, ESV

Time for a Five Minute Friday finally!  (http://katemotaung.com/2016/08/11/five-minute-friday-lift/)

I keep meaning to post more.... but either things come up, or I am too tired or the juices just won't flow........

Anyways, here goes five minutes on: LIFT

Oooh this word has possibilities!  What direction to take?

Hmm, well perhaps the best starting place is a verse:

I lift up my eyes to the hills.
    From where does my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
    who made heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot be moved;
    he who keeps you will not slumber. Psalm 121:1-3 (ESV)

Though I am in the rather flat Red River Valley, this is the first verse that comes to mind.  It is one that has always given me comfort and pointed me in the right direction faith-wise.

While I have neither mountains nor hills as a physical reference point, there have certainly been many nonphysical ones.  And if I recall this verse when I look at those, that helps me remember to look at God instead.  When I lift my eyes to God, He reminds me that He is more powerful still... strong enough to save, and tender enough to love me through to the other side, holding me while I wait.

Oh yes, that waiting valley... God has moved more than one mountain for me, but never as quick as I would like. 

...But that waiting is where faith is forged... in the waiting when the questions come... the wrestling and the wondering... in the waiting God can seem so far...

...But when hope is clung to after the questioning is through, when eyes are lifted to God and feet are standing on His promises, even when that does not feel true...

God will show just how mighty and faithful He is, and what was weakness becomes deep strength.

I know this full well from experience.  I have dealt with mighty mountains... thankfully God proved mightier. 

I have been unemployed twice, and that was rough.  But the roughest was divorce.  And God is still helping me through that as it was only five months ago.

As I lift my eyes to God, He has been lifting me... out of what ifs and whys and into peace... out of bitterness and into forgiveness... out of brokeness and into wholeness...

It is a healing process, but I am uplifted by the friends God sends my way, and by God Himself.

Finally a month later, another Five Minute Friday! ..... Technically, its very very early Saturday........ but I have not gone to sleep yet so for me it is still Friday.  :)


The word is Protect.

START.

The first thing that came to mind upon seeing "protect" was the idea of protecting the heart... thoughts, attitudes and perceptions...

There is this idea found in Proverbs 4:23 --
"Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life."

Biblically, the heart involves the mind, will and emotions... so all that encompasses should be "protected" intentionally - as much as is possible anyway.  It is certainly not easy, especially with emotions. 

But as what happens in the heart influences attitude and leads to action - the "springs of life" - guarding it is very important.

I want springs of life that are clean and pure... that resemble a joyful, nourishing, fresh mountain stream... that are life-giving to me and those around. 

How does that come about?  Well there are several verses to that effect... two of the best, or at least my favorites, are:

Philippians 4:6-8
Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.  Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.

Isaiah 26:3-4
You keep him in perfect peace
    whose mind is stayed on you,
    because he trusts in you.
Trust in the Lord forever,
    for the Lord God is an everlasting rock.

It starts with the thinking... the right kind of thoughts lead to a sense of peace, calm, joy... which lead to actions rooted in care, wisdom and rationality.

I have been shifting to a more positive focus, rooted in God's promises and His love, and I notice I am much happier and better off for it.  That does not mean I am in "Lala Land" or am out of touch with reality - I remain fully aware of responsibilities, obligations, and needs that have to be met.  But I am trusting God instead of wasting worry on matters.  I am figuring out when I just need to wait on God to act, and when and what I need to act on.  It takes practice... it's a process... but thankfully God is patient and faithful as I continue to keep a check on my attitude.

And it's time for another Five Minute Friday post!  Linking up with katemotaung.com.  The word is HAVEN.

1, 2, 3, GO:

Haven is one of those words that sounds like what it is... it is like a peaceful exhale of breath when saying it softly...

Haven... security... safety... shelter... refuge...

What a lovely word!

For me, a haven is where peace can be found, and healing can happen.  Chains are undone and wings of joy unfurled. 

I have two kinds of havens - one based in the physical, one in the spiritual... one tangible, one beyond normal reach.

The physical is found in the listening ears, the encouraging words and loving arms of family and friends.  To be heard, understood, validated and lifted up by people I fully trust... it breathes life into broken areas, it soothes and strengthens... brings smiles and laughter... and firmer footing through reminders of the truth.

The spiritual is found in my faith - not religion, but a relationship with the God of the universe... with Jesus., the Son, and the Spirit... God's presence brings a peace like no other.  A relationship with God means He is always available, always understands, and always comforts.  When I call on Him, He pours love and joy into heart beyond description. 

There are seasons when God feels far away, but I know He is still with me, and after coming out of those, the sense of His presence suddenly is back in a flood of sweet renewal like water after a desert journey, and that is when I realize the strength and grace He gave me all along.

...And God is so good, that though He might feel far away and His haven unreachable, He sends His love through the haven I find in friends and family. And eventually... the wilderness ends and I am enfolded in once again in God's haven.

I can go through anything and come through stronger, be renewed, and have all the broken pieces knit together and healed by running to my haven. 



One more thing.... this is after the five minutes, but inspired by "Haven" and still a rough draft...

Healing in the Haven

Seeking solace
Seeking stillness
Searching for safe harbor
amidst the stormy seas
Where is the calm
Where is the peace
 
The exhale of a breath
A cry for calm
A plea for peace
A whispered prayer
A waiting heart
Then a stir in the air
 
Love is outpoured
From the author of love
The God who holds the world
This God holds my heart
and sends His healing touch
throughout every part
 
Every part of my being
is becoming renewed
becoming alive
as I am being healed
In God’s haven
I am forever sealed


Psalm 73:28 (NASB)
But as for me, the nearness of God is my good; I have made the Lord God my refuge

Psalm 94:22 (NASB)
But the Lord has been my stronghold, And my God the rock of my refuge.

Isaiah 26:3 (AMP)
You will keep in perfect and constant peace the one whose mind is steadfast [that is, committed and focused on You—in both inclination and character], Because he trusts and takes refuge in You [with hope and confident expectation].