Love of many colors

God shows me His love through rainbows, and I have needed His love even more in these last few weeks. I have needed Him to comfort me, and carry me. Everytime I water the garden, and stand in wonder and how He made everything come to life, each and every little sprout came out of the ground because this is how He willed it. I shower it with my earthly love and the water provided from my water hose, and He shines a rainbow where I spray...just another way to say He loves me too. Just yesterday my husband giddily told me he has a surprise for me, but I will have to wait until the next sunny day, which happened to be today. My wonderful man colored a large rock in the corner of our yard full of rainbow colors. It struck me as such love, and I am reminded once again by all the things I am blessed to have, my man on that list of things I thank God for...and His (Gods) wonderful world of rainbows.

Deadly Silence

How often do we keep our haunted thoughts just to ourself? We go around and around how we could have said something different, or not said anything at all, and we replay scenarios over and over again. I find myself asking questions over and over again. Did they take that the wrong way? What do they think of me? Did I ruin a perfectly good conversation? Or lose a friend? When we keep it all hidden in our hearts it only goes to destroy our thought life, and in turn how we respond to the world around us, our kids, our spouse, our friends... Wouldn't it be easier if we just brought all those fears, and all of those questions to God? We might be surprised at the answers. We might find all the no's in our head, to actually be yes's to God. I have heard that 90% of our worries are not even possibilities, and yet, we continue to worry. So, go ahead, don't be afraid, ask away, and be comforted, because you really are amazing, and you don't have to measure up to anyone...and God loves you just the way you are.

My Vinegar

Pain is hard, but I know God is teaching me through it. Even when I follow His voice, I will still have pain--but He will always be the balance that keeps the pain from penetrating deep into my heart.

I am allergic to most acidic food--okay, all acidic foods. So, I saw a tomato and even asked God if I should eat it. You get in the habit of asking questions when you've been hurt. So, I ate the tomato with some yummy sea salt, and it tasted good! But....it burned my mouth (as per normal). A perfectly good healthy food is bad for me. So, I decided to drink some red wine vinegar. I was told by my homeopath that when you balance acid with acid it balances out. I know, it sounds crazy, but it works! My mouth stopped burning, but it was not easy getting down that vinegar!

Gos showed me that sometimes things that seem like a beautiful plan aren't always the best plan. We can go ahead and do it, but we might endure pain God is like the vinegar was to me. he won't take away the pain, there might be some discomfort, in fact, there will be. But, God will balance everything out in His own perfect way.

All we need to do is to drink the vinegar so we don't let the acid take over. We will be balanced...and we will be changed--if we let Him.

Found

I am so excited to share my new song! Just a little bit of background on how this song came to be....I was thinking about a friend of mine that was going through a major life change, and I didn't know how she was doing, I just kept thinking about her and worrying about her, I just couldn't sleep. It got to a point where I got out of bed and started writing. Just as God always does, He showed up on my page, and answered my question...it's not for me to worry about, it's His problem, and it's in His hands. I immediately started praying for her and giving her totally over to God. I started to think about other areas of my life in relation to letting God have the control, and I realized that I feel most alone when I try to do it on my own. I have learned that when I allow God to catch me when I let go of all that is burdening me I finally feel Him....holding me, and I know that I am once again...Found. http://youtu.be/EPj9cxB-PVE

I love me some tools!

Up until recently, I thought only men really got excited about tools. This is not to say us women don't use the average tools around the house, just that we don't get all worked up over it, and talk about it for hours on end. Well, I have changed my stance. The last few interactions we've had with friends involved a "moving party" are a sewing collaboration. it was interesting to me at the moving party where the men found themselves...near a bunch of boxes and furniture, and where the women congregated...in the kitchen. This is not to say that women are not capable of loading furniture or moving boxes, it just tends not to be most of our preferences. Women love adventure, we love to show our strength, and we are strong. We are warrior princesses, not weak women...just had to clarify that. So, as the hours went on I continued to notice why I loved being in the kitchen scrubbing down the cabinets and using all the gadgets to get in the crevaces, and nooks. I wanted to see the beauty in them...scrub away the grime and see the beautiful robin's egg blue in all its glory. Honestly, do you think a man would care how clean a cabinet looks? I found myself marveling in it! And loving the tools to get it that way. I laughed at how we all commented on our favorite cleaning gadget and admired each other's work. We love to make things beautiful, it's what we've been designed to do.

Fast forward a week to my sewing party...I don't think many men attend these, but I know there are men who sew, and I think it's great, so I am not trying to put down either gender, just admiring our differences. I do have a husband who does laundry and dishes more than me on any given day. So, we brought our sewing machines (tool) or bobbins (tool), our thread hangers (tool) and our sewing boxes (tool box) and sewed to our heart content over tea and laughs.

So, I stand corrected, it's not only men who love their tools, we all have tools we love, we just choose to love diffent ones.

Discovery...if we take the time

My son has sensory processing disorder...which means he pretty much moving ALL the time. He is quite the little guy, full of life and a great sense of adventure. I am noticing more and more where his passions are. Just like other boys, he loves dirt, and making mud, finding worms and bugs. An interesting thing just dawned on me, the only time he stopped, is when he has made a discovery. The world comes to an abrupt stop (which isn't always convenient when we need to get things done...or we have a destination in mind) and he looks, examines, and questions the item of choice in his little hand. We can choose to take the time and see all the gifts God has given us in everyday, or we can keep moving. I do not have sensory processing disorder, but I find myself in the same situation all the time. I keep moving, keep busy, doing this and that for so and so, and getting lost in the day to day activites of life...and I am missing life! If I stopped more and took a big breath in of fresh air, or spend some time in silence or in prayer, I know I would receive even more that God has to offer me.

So, take the time...to enjoy the worms...they are, after all, facinating.

Just a little about ME

God has created us, women, as the pinacle of creation...we are at the height of beauty. He saw it, and said, it is good! I have learned in this last year how to live in that beauty. How I can change, emit His colors, the colors of the rainbow, when I dance for Him, when I worship Him, when I love others, when I am truely myself...the way that God made me.

I have been married for almost 10 years, and it's amazing the transformation that has happened in both me and my husband in these last three. We decided that we are going to have a ceremony and exchanging friendship bracelets...because more than anything we have returned to a friendship that is more deeper, and more fun loving that it has ever been in our whole marriage. I am not saying that we don't have struggles, don't we all...we are humans after all. But, now I know that when we are after each other, it's because the enemy is working to bring us down. So, I am working to be the beauty in my husband's life, so that I can lead him to the source of all beauty....Jesus, the Son of God.

So...I dance, and I soak up His love, my God's love...