February 18 – Today’s thought – God’s Idea

Good Afternoon

Jeremiah 1:4-5
Then the word of the Lord came unto me, saying, Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.

God planned and packed you on purpose for his purpose.
Heaven’s custom design.
At a moment before moments existed,
the sovereign Star Maker resolved,
“I will make ________________>”
Your name goes in the blank.
The he continued with,
“And I will make him/her ______________,
____________ and _______________ and
_______________and ______________.”
Fill those blanks with your characteristics.
Detail oriented
And since you are God’s idea,
you are a good idea.
What God said about Jeremiah,
he said about you-
“Before I made you in your mother’s womb,
I chose you.
Before you were born,
I set you apart for a special work.”
Set apart for a special work.

Care for the Common Life, Max Lucado

Accept God’s idea . . .Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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Five Minute Friday — Grit

Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays (or Saturdays).

We write because we love words and the relief it is to just write them without worrying if they’re just right or not. So we take five minutes on Friday and write like we used to run when we were kids.

Today’s prompt is GRIT, first I look up sandpaper, then I write.

From Wikipedia  —  Sandpaper, also known as glasspaper[1], is a heavy paper with abrasive material attached to its surface.

Sandpaper is part of the “coated abrasives” family of abrasive products. It is used to remove small amounts of material from surfaces, either to make them smoother (painting and wood finishing), to remove a layer of material (e.g. old paint), or sometimes to make the surface rougher (e.g. as a preparation to gluing).


I wonder about the Carpenter when He looks at me.
As He checks me over for things that shouldn’t be.
How does He choose what grade of paper to make me like Himself? Sometimes I feel the raspy-ness of grit, coarse and rough.
I feel the weight of His strength and sense His muscles bulge. Those times make me cry and I feel like running far away, even as He cradles me in His other hand to steady the work to be done that day.
Sometimes the grit is medium and I can stand there like a child of His and take it.
Sometimes it feels almost soft like a caress, and I hear, ‘Yes, just a little here and some smoothing there. I think I’m just about through with this area. She’ll be a vessel of honor someday.’


More Friday Ramblings can be found here

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Five Minute Friday, July 15, 2011

Friday, July 15, 2011

Writing the date I thought, this is the birthday of the so desired daughter who was once lost but now is found, Happy Birthday, I love you even more.

This exercise is Lisa’s idea, write for 5 minutes, don’t fix or pretty it up. I’ve already fixed two spelling errors, my mom just won’t let me pass them by…. http://thegypsymama.com

Today’s prompt   —   LOSS

How to start without sounding like pity me.

I am intimately aware of the domino effect of loss. Remembering our losses of the past year, a successful business, comfortable income, beautiful home, years of collections, life style, and then health–the Farmer’s aggressive prostate cancer; I find it didn’t hurt as much as before because the Lord has truly helped me to say as Job, ‘the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name of the Lord’.

You see, most of the losses were physical things and I remembered the words of Christ:

Matthew 16:26  For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his life [his blessed life in the kingdom of God]? Or what would a man give as an exchange for his [blessed] life [in the kingdom of God]?

and the words of Paul:

Philippians 3:7-8  But whatever former things I had that might have been gains to me, I have come to consider as [one combined] loss for Christ’s sake.  Yes, furthermore, I count everything as loss compared to the possession of the priceless privilege (the overwhelming preciousness, the surpassing worth, and supreme advantage) of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord and of progressively becoming more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him [of perceiving and recognizing and understanding Him more fully and clearly]. For His sake I have lost everything and consider it all to be mere rubbish (refuse, dregs), in order that I may win (gain) Christ (the Anointed One),

(copied and pasted from the Amplified version of the Bible)

and I realized again,

I still have everything I need

and whether the losses were demanded or voluntary

God will never leave me or forsake me.

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Keep Faith Fresh — Have faith in God.

Mark 11:22  And Jesus answering saith unto them, Have faith in God.

Several years ago in October our middle daughter of five children, at 18 years and 3 months old, decided to leave home. We had some issues, but  hadn’t had discussions because I didn’t know how to talk with my children. (I was raised, as most in my generation,  that  children were not explained to and or encouraged to express their opinions, we were expected to be quiet and obedient, and I was. )  She had finished high school, didn’t have a job, and her only transportation was a bike. She left to live with an old neighbor who had listened to her.

She told us she was leaving, still with little words, she didn’t expect us to listen.  I don’t know how she felt.

I felt like everything I had taught her was being rejected, all the good, all the morals, all the teachings of Christ. At this time I didn’t feel personally rejected, that would come later.  I felt betrayed by the neighbor. I felt crushed and empty. I couldn’t even stay the day she moved her things out, I couldn’t watch her go.

Day after day I cried.  I questioned. I felt so empty, such a huge gaping hole in our home, …in my heart. I tried to look for solace and comfort from my husband but he was hurting, too. I couldn’t talk to family, I felt like a failure and was so ashamed of the failing.  I went to church, I prayed but as some have said, heaven seemed like brass,

Then one night, listening to the song, Yesterday, sung by a gospel group (I don’t even know which one) the Lord spoke to me: you aren’t in control, you can’t make things stay the same or change any thing, other people will change and there is only One who will never, never change.

It was there I found comfort. It was then I could picture those huge hands that hold the world, empty of the world, but waiting for me to place my daughter  into those Hands. She looked so very small. She looked so safe.

Yesterday by George Younce
Yesterday things were different, Today they’re different again
Jesus will never change, Jesus is always the same

1. The sparrow will find a new dwelling, The eagle will change its nest
But I’m holding on the changeless One, And I’m leaning on His breast

2. The river will change, change its course,
The mountains may crumble and fall
Time will leave its mark, they say Upon us one and all

Repeat Chorus

The line ‘Jesus will never, never change’ carried me and I was safe.

Malachi 3:6  For I am the LORD, I change not;

About four years ago, my daughter and I started down the road of reconciliation, it has not been without its  pot holes.  I trying to learn to talk, she is trying to temper her words.

My begining scripture, Have faith in God, isn’t just a nice saying on a plaque or to be cross stitched on a pillow. It is a rock, a firm foundation, a shelter from the changes, a healing for the brokenhearted….

Linking to :    http://www.faithbarista.com/2011/07/what-you-fear-most-is-where-faith-grows/


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For My Good

My name is Leslie and I am a closet voyeur. I thoroughly enjoy reading others blogs.   I receive encouragement and thoughts for pondering. I find myself nodding and smiling. I am so thankful at this stage in my life I am still not raising children, ( I read a lot of mother’s blogs).

One of my favorite authors is Ann Voskamp  at A Holy Experience. to me her writing is poetry and I think if we were to meet we would become friends if I could get over being in awe of her.  I didn’t note in which post she wrote the following.    It is my springboard for my thoughts today.

“Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Enemies have driven me into your embrace more than friends have.
Enemies have loosed me from earth more than friends have…
Enemies have made me a hunted animal, finding safer shelter than an unhunted animal does.

I found safest sanctuary in You…may too my enemies-made-grace.
I found greatest grace in You…
may my enemies-made-grace find Your generous grace alive and radical in me.
I found fullest forgiveness in You…
may my enemies-made-grace find faith and freedom in You
and Your forgiveness working surprising ways in me.

The longer I walk with you, Lord,
I find I have no enemies: only your gift of chisels etching me deep.
Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.

I am intrigued by Ann’s wording in the second paragraph ‘enemies made grace’.

Those people that seem enemies,
That situation that seems to be working so hard against me,
The illness that has lasted so long,
That word that pierced my heart,
That slight that stung,

As I accept it as from you, Lord,
As I surrender what My ideas and My ways  are about the situation,
As I commit the keeping of my body into His hands,
As I pray for the one who spoke,
As I extend kindness to the one that slighted

God covers each ‘enemy of my soul’ with grace
And it becomes what is needed for my good through God’s working.

Oh, to look beyond what I see on the surface and let God work in all things in me.

Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust. Matthew 5:43-45

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