Fire for HIM

“ I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth.” (3 John 1:4) What a motivator to seek truth!   Isn’t that the heart of the Father!   Wow, the verse above is how I feel about my own children AND the ones I love dearly.   Sometimes we find ourselves…with our mind and/or heart wrapped with lies about ourselves.   It is TIME to ‘wake up’ and see the truth about ourselves.   This evening I had a picture of the Lord taking great joy in my acceptance of the above truth.   My eyes open ARE HIS JOY.   It is easy to be lazy and follow after our same old patterns.   Today I want to follow after His truth and laugh with Him in the joy of it.  I'm not looking back. 

 Tender fall of leaf Awakens the memory Love of family Always vibrant love Mom giving and Dad teaching Sisters accepting  A sweet word kind smile Thankful for the gifts given Warming heart and soul

Today I realized so very much  Each moment that has a sense of wonder The pounding drive to go forward It is in these moments  And the reflection thereof that lessons are learned In them we gain an understanding of the plan for our lives Our eyes are widened to take in the Wonder of God Our hearts swell to receive His love

There's a Rainbow Beyond My Window Oranges, Yellows, Greens and Purples On Leaves Grown By Heaven Changed By Refreshing Seasons Set In Motion By The One Who Spun The Very Earth On Its Axis He Who Transforms The Rainbow Across the Landscape The Same Will Do A Work In Me Orange Can Mean Power, The Color Yellow A Gift Eternal Life Is Found In Green, Purple Means Majestic YOU Are All Of These Thank You For My Morning Gift Reminding Me Of The Ever Present Beauty All Around Knowing You Are Able To Manipulate The Canvas Of My Character Just As You Hold Nature, You Hold Me

Standing in backyard All around the ground fluttered Yellow butterflies

" Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fullness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore."  (Psalm 16:11 KJV) I came within inches of sabotaging the back end of my van.  What stopped me?  Well, the little voice telling me to put on the brakes.  I was backing up and not looking fully behind me.  Three times I was told to watch:  when I put the car in reverse, as I backed up, and then again as I proceeded backwards.  I decided to listen at last, just in case.  I tapped on the brakes, and looked around for the electric pole.  I had to look for a little while, for it was directly in my blind spot and literally less than 2 inches from my back bumper!  He wants to speak to us in the day to day.  What if I had not listened to the paternal guiding and checked for the obstacle?  There would have been unpleasant results.  He loves me enough to speak. Wil...

Today is NFL Sunday.  I was enjoying the game, but was very tired from the full weekend.  My four hour nap on Saturday does not count - one hour per child born is certainly excusable on rare occasions.  As I lay down on the couch to participate in the game this afternoon, I closed my eyes for just a moment.  I almost let the cheers and whistles lull me to sleep and then  I began daydreaming.  I was remembering a day I played quarterback.  Since I had kinda been the boy of the family, my dad taught me to throw a football, among many other things usually reserved for boys.  You see, I had been named John in the womb.  My heartbeat, the doctor said, had to be male.  Surprise!  I was a girl...later a ballerina, in fact.  But I loved the moments with my dad.  He taught me to corral cows, maneuver a truck, drive a golf ball, and throw a football... all before I was ten.  I still prefer to work outdoors over housework an...