weekends are for deep nourishing...

I smile. A dog runs ahead. To my left there's the sun, round-orange, bouncing off my cap. And my, right a puddle, not yet seeping to it's underneath, ripples with wind. My path reminds me of my walk with God, sometime smooth and beautiful, and then there's the muddy messy part, and then the rugged part. It's all for a reason... Without the tough bit, growth would never happen. I am going to keep giving God thanks one step at a time. May you have a blessed, prayerful, nourishing weekend!

 

     Grace, always grace,
                   Hannah

Behind Bars

 "Joseph’s master took him, and put him into the prison, the place where the king’s prisoners were bound, and he was there in custody."   -Genesis 39:20

Jealousy, it's a sticky-uncertain thing... It makes the best of us seem fools, and the worse, well worse. A question wanders it's way through my mind. I think... What would Joseph's relationship with his family be like without it. Jealousy. And then, what would the ending be? There is a reason, I don't write eternity's story... I smile at the thought... what a mess I would be in. Joseph goes from being the most favored being of his family, to being a slave in a foreign land. Egypt. Maybe in his childhood he wondered what Egypt was like... now he was there, but he probably never guessed he would be a slave! Then back to the high point, Potiphar placed Joseph, at the tip top of his household. And then behind bars... literally now. But,

"But Yahweh was with Joseph, and showed kindness to him, and gave him favor in the sight of the keeper of the prison."  -Genesis 39:21

Yahweh, is so like breath... you have to breathe it, to speak it. Because Yahweh was with Joseph he was able to take his fluctuating life one breath at a time.
      Two dreams happen... They make their dreamers frustrated... they must have been vivid.  "Don't forget me." Joseph pleads... but God had other plans. I know I have bars in my life... They hurt, but I grow. Stronger. If God had not worked through the bars in Josephs life, instilling patience, and showing him to wait for His plans, would Joseph have been half the leader he was? Pharaoh gave Joseph a position almost impossible for a prisoner, like himself. God's plans are for a reason... things Satan means for evil, Yahweh, turns back for the better. I try, now, to be patient. I know it takes time for God's plans to be revealed. Patience and obedience to play their own roles in the becoming of Yahweh's great gift of life.     

One Seed, Makes a World of Difference

"The rain and snow come down from the heavens and stay on the ground to water the earth. They cause grain to grow, producing seed for the farmer and bread for the hungry. It is the same with my word, I send it out and it always produces fruit. It will accomplish all I want it to and it will prosper where send it."     Isiah 55:10-11 

I sit pondering, (maybe deep thinking is not my thing...) here it goes...

The last few falls of snow are rushing to get their spot. Rain also seems to be doing the same I. I sit listening to the lullaby of drizzling rain... they are readying the earth for the long awaited spring. Every seed yielding flower and fruit will take time and water to bloom and produce. Just like a walk with Jesus... The seeds are planted and nurtured by God, through people we meet every day.

 Jehovah, help me to be nurturing christian. 

 Once seeds are planted they can't help but grow, then we have the choice to beat down what God has made, or listen to the quiet calling, such a gentle whisper.

Lord, praise be to you that I answered your call.  

If we choose to let grow what has taken place, by excepting Jesus into our hearts. It will take time; Watering with prayer, feeding with scripture, and aerating soil with deep books.

Omega, help me to dig deeper no to just scratch shallow surfaces.

The fruit we yield will be for all to see.

Jesus Messiah , let my fruit be rich, let it be beautiful for you, that others will want to know you better. 

Maybe God intends to uproot me.

Father, Take me somewhere to grow me farther into the person you want me to be, your devoted servant.

Though no plant lasts forever, He has made a place where we will...

Thank you, The Author of Life, whose ink of my story runs in your veins, for everything... 

The Little Lost Package

Icy wind mixed cold, meets my feet and 'journs it's way up to the crown of my body. It remains, there, unnoticed...   Has it arrived?!    Excitement, wonder and curiosity shutters throughout my whole being. Is it here?    A cold but thanked-for key opens the only thing blocking me from destination. There, the kitchen!    My eyes dart from nook to cranny...    No mail, nor package, tomorrow though, I'm sure...

 

If you read my Profile you would know that I love photography:) I would love to start a business, but for now I just take pictures of my little sister:)   Here is some of my finished work...

This is my favorite:) The little China Doll...

I know, it's not much but I hope to post some more soon... 

                                                                         Grace, always grace, 

                                                                                       Hannah



Winter

            Snow Geese

Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last!
What a task
to ask

of anything, or anyone,

yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.

One fall day I heard
above me, and above the sting of the wind, a sound
I did not know, and my look shot upward; it was

a flock of snow geese, winging it
faster than the ones we usually see,
and, being the color of snow, catching the sun

so they were, in part at least, golden.  I

held my breath
as we do
sometimes
to stop time
when something wonderful
has touched us

as with a match,
which is lit, and bright,
but does not hurt
in the common way,

but delightfully,
as if delight
were the most serious thing
you ever felt.

The geese
flew on,
I have never seen them again.

Maybe I will, someday, somewhere.
Maybe I won't.
It doesn't matter.
What matters
is that, when I saw them,
I saw them
as through the veil, secretly, joyfully, clearly.

- Mary Oliver  

                                       

                                

Grace, always grace, 

     Hannah

The New Year

Welcome 2011! Can you believe that it is the New Year? Time literally flies by!:)

Let's let go of all the things that keeps us from loving and reaching out to 

others and embrace full reckless abandonment (The freedom from inhibition or worry).  

What the New Year brings is in God's hands and with God, what is there to fear but fear itself. 

Let's welcome in the New Year with clean hearts and open eyes...

Grace, always grace, 

   Hannah