A gentle mid-week thought for us to ponder.
A soaring bird reminds us that if our human spirits are to ‘look upwards’ and find rest and peace in our world of sadness and strife we too must KNOW we can carry no baggage on the journey. Leave PLOM….poor little old me, and worry, and stress, and even sorrows for ‘others’ behind. For some time today breathe deeply and then, even as you pray, let your spirit soar truly ‘FREE’. I know personally I need to do this. Take the time………There is a Christian song…….Set my spirit ‘FREE’ that I may worship YOU. Perhaps for brief periods as this week progresses – this is how we must journey. (even folks who choose not to worship……….. may you too find PEACE…..be surprised!)
Blessings and Grace to all.
I m a wife, mother and grandmother. I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. My book Beyond the Ashes has been written as a labour of love. All the characters are real to me and their story needed to be told. As a Christian my desire is to write General Fiction stories about real people but Hope and a desire for 'better' will always be part of the journey. I have had several short stories published over the years and moderate success in writing competitions.
I realized as I was thinking today (30/01/15) that perhaps I should add here that I have had life experiences of many valley times but also many mountain top experiences. I can understand and be beside anyone who finds their life in tatters because I have 'been' there. Of course as I have got older as well there have been the added sorrows of losing not only older family members but also one by one finding the dearest of friends and the ones of greatest support and care also dying. On the site of rich mountains has been my certainty of the value of marriage and how grateful I am that after loss and sadness I made a happy and long-lasting marriage commitment. The one who was my best friend back then is still my best friend 45 years later. Beyond the Ashes touches upon the POWER of LOVE when folk can forget about their own personal 'feelings' and reach out in LOVE to a desperate and broken person.
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I just commented to my husband yesterday as we watched the geese flying south, about how unbelievable that they just up and go – miles and miles, hours and hours. And by some means they find food and water to suffice for the journey. Amazing.
free that I may worship you…
How beautiful! Hugs to you for the reminder of setting everything aside (even if just for a moment) to rest in His care!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!