There are twelve days of purpose before I can claim the gift of Seventy-five years of age. I have set several goals to accomplish in this bridge of time. I want this time to be a period of reflective writing about people, places and things that are important to me. I was reading in the book, Redeeming Grace: Look How Far God Has Brought Us, and I saw a quote about my husband’s near death experience three years ago. The chapter that we co-wrote was set in a window view because my husband described this time as trying to get out of twelve windows. I was instructed in a dream to write about his experience. I also wanted to include others whom I now call my “Grace Contributors.”
Today I saw the the words, window guard and angel in the same sentence and I determined this would be my purpose path. I wanted to remember the times when God set before us life more abundantly. I am convinced that I am responsible and accountable to look to my next level of purpose. I have a great amount of work to see my purpose manifested and I start with prayer, praise, practice, position and positive energy.
I am confident in the work God has given me to move though vision to victorious visibility. When I push the button of breakthrough, I feel unspeakable joy.
Did I give? Encouragement, Shining Light, Time and Talent, Input, Newness, Yes in the flow of my day
Today I found some poems I had written for encouragement and this one fit my starting the day as we prayed on the Prayerline6am. I am blessed as you will see:
It is no secret what God can do, He is able to do all things for you When I think of the things God has already done, It gives me the praise for Father and Son.I stand in awe as I watch God provide I feel His Power moving on every side.
It is now the early hours of the morning and I just listened to an inspiring speaker say that “We all have and will have our ups and downs.” I just got in the bed to practice falling asleep and discovered it was not the time or place. I moved to my blog that is dedicated to my GirlMic Leslie. The butterflies carry some of the names who are prayer intercessors and I said I would count them as others count sheep. I have set a 03::00 goal to go again to bed but I thought it would be a good time to count the people who are helping me get through another day. I decided to double my words of thanks to the Lord Jesus Christ for the opportunity of another day to don my wings.
The definition I have chosen is, “ruminate is Figurative. to think or ponder; meditate; reflect.” Today I experienced a muted moment of prayer as I listened to a group of prayer warriors give praise reports and prayer requests. I have chosen to make this observation in response to the prompt: ruminate. I am working to […]
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On New Year’s eve, our Church had a “Ceremony of Remembrance and Healing.” I do not feel like I was completely able to participate because I was not feeling well. I chose this as my first 2017 writing because I see many things written about the joy and grace connection of remembering. I thought it might help others if they felt the grief of not having someone present. I am remembering my GirlMic Leslie as I light my candles and speak about her love for family. “Praise the LORD O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.”
In my quest to write today as I prepare to attend another daughter’s transition and comfort another mother, I pause to honor the love of a mother. It has been a year and 24 days since my #GirlMic took flight and it was another sleepless night as I imagined the pain of this mother preparing for her final earth goodbyes. This week has been an up and down travel week as I put prayer in place for those who hurt. I joined the “Legacy Connection” as I continue to pursue wisdom. We are all in position and a place of grace.
I have just returned from a private day party where my children, SonD, GalVal, grand girlP and great grandgirl KEB and I sent balloons into the air as we celebrated the Date of Birth of my daughter Leslie. I remember not going last year when it had only been 12 days but seeing that my sonD had gone and placed a balloon and took pictures. We decided this would be an annual reflection and memories event It as amazing to see my family smile and remember her. I wanted to put this birth day in pictures and prose as we remembered.
One year ago we stood at your grave to say good-bye. I could not have imagined the loneliness of not having you present always. I have worked to stay joyful and move forward with my reading, writing and speaking. I remember things that have been hidden for many years and I cry or smile depending on my mood for the day. Today we celebrate labor day and I know you would have already called to see what I would be doing. I just look into the skies and seek your beautiful face in the clouds to lift away the loneliness.
I took another walk around my two gardens with the camera to see how things were progressing and decided to make my buddleia the stars of the show again. This blue one is growing in my back garden. The bush is now quite tall and I am now cutting the flower heads off that have […]
WWOW: GirlMic, I am remembering your smile as I gaze on this beautiful purple flower. I want all of my friends of #purplepurpose to think of you when they see it. Thanks to COAAS.
via Flower of the Day: 01.08.2016 Buddleia — Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss