Just a Daisy in the Meadow

At times I feel helpless to keep “the frustrated, angry tone” out of my voice and I have problems keeping the volume soft . . . I am finding that it’s God . . . it’s THROUGH God, that I CAN DO all things . . .

“Who crowns you with lovingkindness and tender mercies . . .”

It’s God . . . God who puts this “crown” of loving words, loving firm\soft words . . .  as I relate to my children in the daily grind of chores and duties, joys and sorrows . . .  He crowns me . . . Oh, it is joy . . .

Saturday I was introduced to this neat discussion board called A Page in the Life of a Mom . . .

We’ve been praying about moving . . .

And in keeping with tradition :),  and in preparation for the future . . .

We are taking down this deck (and the house next month) for lumber.  I’m enjoying this working together project, and the children are all excited of course, getting to use hammers for “real”!

And wouldn’t you know . . . that very first evening . . . the beginning of our work of this kind . . . we had a shower of rain . . . and a rainbow!!!   . . .  Rainbows have that feeling of awe . . . of blessing . . . of God’s hand . . . of His closeness . . .

I’m going through “Prayer Portions” again by Sylvia Gunter.  Ever hear of it or read it?  She describes it as an instruction manual on prayer.  I highly recommend it . . . It has been a tremendous resource for me.  Here’s her web site  www.thefathersbusiness.com

“But the end of all things is at hand;

Therefore be serious and watchful in your prayers . . .

As each one has received a gift,

Minister it to one another, a

As good stewards of the manifold grace of God  . . .

If anone speaks,

Let him speak as the oracles of God.

If anyone ministers,

Let him do it as with the ability which God supplies . . .”

-  I Peter 4:7-11a

This is so good!!!

“Lord, I choose my view. And I choose You.”

Psalm 141:8 “But my eyes are fixed on you, O Sovereign LORD…”

I was thrilled with the sight of the mountains again . . . God kept this verse ringing in my mind . . .

“As the mountains are round about Jerusalem

So the Lord is round about His people,

From henceforth even forever.” Psalm 125:2

“I will go before you,

And make the crooked places straight;

I will break in peices the gates of bronze

And cut the bars of iron.

I will give you the treasures of darkness a

And hidden riches of secret places.

That you may know that I the Lord,

Who call you by your name,

Am the God of Israel . . .

I have called you by your name;

I have named you,

Though you have not known Me . . .

I make peace and create calamity, I the Lord do all these things . . .”

Some Sundays have more family time than others . . . it just is that way.  I find that Mondays go so much better though when things are more low-keyed and we have more family time in the evening . . .

Tonight I decided that I must defiantly make use of the fine, fair weather (This is warm enough to be outside with just a jacket and no mosquito’s out and about, pesking (isn’t that a word ?. . . I think it should be ), ok, I’ll use “pestering ” you. ) It is rather hard to kept on strumming away smoothly on the guitar when you’re “swatt’en”  them “skeeters”  Ok, I must not feel like talking proper tonight Anyway . . . Japheth joined me after we tucked the kido’s to bed,  I left the upstairs bedroom window open so that some of them could hear the singing going on outside.  I love it when we can play together . . .

I hadn’t played for quite a while because I was so discouraged . . . Being still in Kindergarten in my abilities on the guitar I could only strum in 4/4 timing . . . I just couldn’t get the 3/4 stuff . . . and about two months ago I was hit with the realization that I was just butchering the timing on many songs.  And that is one reason why we didn’t play together very much.  So I kinda quit playing . . . I just didn’t want to think about it . . .Well, tonight being so calm and quiet and delicious outside, I couldn’t resist taking the guitar down and sitting on the front porch steps . . .  and in bit here comes my dearest friend with his bass guitar.  And guess what?!?! . . . I made some progress . . .  I just started to get the hang of it just a wee little bit!!!  And though it is little it is enough to lift my spirits and say like the Little Blue Engine, “I think I can, I think I , I think I can . . .” that is -  if I keep taking some time to practice.   . . .And so God gave me some hope.

Looks kinda dead still, doesn’t it? . . . . Spring is a bit late in coming this year . . . But soon it will BURST with new life . . .

This pic is for my pregnant friends . . .I don’t know about you, but when I am pregnant, most times I feel kinda blah and “dead” like . . . BUT JUST WAIT!!! . . . What’s about to happen is breathtaking . . . What an awesome God . . . Creator . . . to make life just so . . .

Blessings - Aimee