Like Dew for Life

Like Dew for Life

Pastor Jim Cymbala uses a wonderful metaphor of the Holy Spirit of God settling on us like dew settles on the earth during those secret hours when nighttime brings it’s calm and cool. God’s Holy Spirit, coats us with a gentle presence, almost invisible to the eye, but nourishing and surprising.  It happens while we sleep and then first light breaks above the horizon and ignites the reflections.  We look twice, concentrate our eyes on the droplets and then, back up… their whole presence becomes magnificent. Coating every surface, bringing a mysterious food.  While we are still. We don’t know it’s there until we trudge through it, and then we realize our feet are soaked. If we allow it. Today I want to trudge through it.  Absorb it and feel that...

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Again? We Still Struggle? Of course we do.

Again?  We Still Struggle? Of course we do.

Is your happiness every day dependent on the actions reactions, expectations or desires of other people? … at all? Quit it!       Here’s a PEP TALK for Monday: Choose to Be Grateful.  Offer gratitude for the basics that we all have and sometimes forget, but also offer gratitude for the tough things that make us stronger.  This is one of those practices that actually has an immediate impact.  Try it.  You don’t have to forward it to ten friends.  Just sit, stand, kneel, lie in the grass, or get into your favorite yoga pose.  Then genuinely thank God in Heaven for at least ten things.  Not five: ten.  Get all the way past “sunshine and food in the pantry and a roof over our heads” to “the challenges of painful relationships”...

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Did I Miss Something?

Did I Miss Something?

My reticular activator might be offline for maintenance.  Perhaps it’s “normal” for us to have what seems like obvious connections in our deeper mind and heart but we ourselves don’t intellectually see the connection until our reticular activator gets the message…. sometime much later.   Which probably isn’t technically how the RA works.  Hmmm. I know I have certain realities tucked away in my baggage, and old paradigms that, if allowed, will block the obvious signs of God’s voice on my life.  Isn’t that the problem? I’m talking about (in case it’s not terribly clear!) the daily presence of God’s call, drawing us to our purpose in this short life.  Always available to us, but only when we’re ready and asking with open ears;...

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Re-Reading

Re-Reading

My life has had so many new chapters that the volumes would fill an entire mental hospital – physically.  The paper itself.   And the actual written content of the paper might fill up a mental hospital with the doctors trying to solve my insanity that’s revealed throughout the endless journals. The particular height of insanity in the year proceeding the divorce from my first husband is embarrassing and humbling to re-read.  People can be so destructive and filled with rationalization all at the same time.  I know because I was both. But what I also know is that I was desperately seeking God. I guess that’s how we grow.  For me, I’ve always been a writer and observer (or maybe that order should be reversed.)  But before I reached shattered...

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