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Friday, November 18, 2011

Fun stuff, kids. This is my husband being silly/romantic. That's the way he rolls.

Weekend reflections

Friday, October 21, 2011

Do Not Worry

Beyond this day, I can't see.

So, I may as well live in the moment.

Always, I rush frantic, feel frenzied, but why? How fruitless is that? I feel as though I make up stress at times.

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So I'm practicing looking at the moments and not beyond.

Do I have to do this right now? Yes, so do it. No? Then don't worry about it for now.

When I look beyond, even to the very next thing, I can't enjoy what I'm doing now.

He who knows the number of hairs on my head knows my to-do list. If I hand it over He is well able to aid me in prioritizing and accomplishing.

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"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? ²⁶Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? ²⁷ Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life^[a]?
²⁸ “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. ²⁹ Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." -Matthew 6: 25-30

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Saturday, October 15, 2011

Caught

I am caught, I am loved

Caught:
I was caught when I was young. And caught still today. I am so grateful that I am His and He is mine. To know this God of love, to live forever in the embrace of a father, so good.
When I am caught in endless worries, pervasive thoughts, it is Him who calms.
He is the great pursuer of my soul and when I long to feel loved, special, I listen, quiet long enough to sense the wooing.
The dance we do, the songs He sings over me while I sleep, the angels sent to protect while I slumber, it is all so good.
I've been caught up in webs of others, caught up in self-destruction but where I long to stay is in His protection. To know without a doubt, He'll catch me when I fall, to be caught up in His love for me, caught up in my alone time with Him.