Wild Daisies

After a few interesting day spent alone. I had done numerous things in my day. All good things but one thing I did was drive down some side road looking for wild daises. They are my favorite I am not sure what it is about them but since I was a child I have loved them. I could not find any…

I turned 50 in January and it seems that the things of my childhood are circling around again.

Later I found myself “hand mowing” around the fruit trees that I planted earlier in the year. There are a lot more stories to come with land but for today. He patiently listened as I pushed through the long grass that had grown around my trees. For the first part of this time I listened to worship of the Psalms being sung but then I put it away and talked out loud about everything happening in my life. There were tears, reasoning, questioning, singing… as I continued to look at the sun as it passed beyond the trees a peace came over me of knowing, I am going to be ok and I am not alone.

I waited to see if I could see stars before heading home which didn’t happen in its fullness due to the cloudy night and the mosquitoes kept me from keeping my windows open I decided to head home.

As I slowly pulled out of the driveway something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye.

They were simply waiting for me.

The best gift after a beautiful date day my Lord… I real encounter of His unconditional, stable, pure, consistent love.

Flowing Rivers

Take a moment and take a deep breath. Imagine yourself sitting in the middle of the river the water flowing around you. That water flowing around you is healing water taking every moment you have and carrying it to His throne.

Rest in the truth and rest in His presence.

“Then he showed me the river of the water of life, bright as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city; also, on either side of the river, the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit each month; and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. There shall no more be anything accursed, but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it, and his servants shall worship him; they shall see his face, and his name shall be on their foreheads. And night shall be no more; they need no light of lamp or sun, for the Lord God will be their light, and they shall reign for ever and ever. And he said to me, “These words are trustworthy and true. And the Lord, the God of the spirits of the prophets, has sent his angel to show his servants what must soon take place.”
‭‭Revelation‬ ‭22‬:‭1‬-‭6‬ ‭RSV‬‬
https://bible.com/bible/2020/rev.22.1-6.RSV

I had a Dream

I had a dream. in this dream I was in what felt like a wake/dream state. I was laying and covered in ash. Then warm oil started pouring out of me. I could not move but I was in complete peace. As the dream the oil that was so calming was so much that I was able to cup it and hold it in my hands.

I actually had forgot about this dream till recently. I wrote it down last fall the morning I woke up from having it.

I have pondered the why behind this initial dream then the subsequent wake/sleep moments I have had since.

I believe the moments were an encounter for me with my creator. Filling me with who He is preparing me for what’s coming.

But today as you read this, I want you to know: these encounters are for all who seek Him. He is waiting to pour His unconditional love into you.

Sweet as Honey

There is a moment when everything shifts. When you see this life is not about you. It’s about Him….Holy Spirit I want everything that I am to radiate your unconditional love, every encounter to be a touch the sweetness of who you are inside the soul every human I cross paths with.

“Lord, my heart is not proud; my eyes are not haughty. I do not get involved with things too great or too wondrous for me. Instead, I have calmed and quieted my soul like a weaned child with its mother; my soul is like a weaned child. Israel, put your hope in the Lord, both now and forever.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭131‬:‭1‬-‭3‬ ‭

Poor Bishop Hooper Psalms 131🤎

Listen for His Whisper

Just a few short days later I am reminded by oldest grandson with the same big brown eyes and the same tenderness in his hands….
I am seen, I am known, I am loved.
“You don’t need the flower to make you look beautiful, you already are the flower just adds to you.” Happy Mothers Day Grama Peach 🍑

Listen for His Whisper

A little while ago I was having a moment. But it ended quickly when the sweetest brownest eyes in my grandson said I have this for you Grama Peach…he walked up to me and I bent down so he could o so gently put this beautiful flower my hair. He was so tender to make sure it fit just so.

You see it’s taken along time to be ok with me and truly understanding who I am. To know that I know… no questioning… He heard me and responded with love.