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I love expressing heart-felt and inspired words that come unseen at times, yet powerful and profound within.
Enlightenment, in between the lines.

As you will find, I truly believe in the divine power of Gratitude. And how, by that power, it can change lives.

This journey of blogging has been an adventure!
And I'm so glad you stopped by for a quick visit : )

Sunday, August 21, 2011

~ What Is Powerful? ~



"For the word of God is
quick, and powerful,   



and sharper than any two-edged sword,
piercing even to the dividing asunder of
soul and spirit, and of the
joints and marrow,   


and is a
discerner of the thoughts and
intents of the heart."
Hebrews 4:12




Sunday, August 7, 2011

~ The Writing on the Wall ~

Words written
are simply that - written -
if not
lived by the word.

Words wrapped in skin
with heart and soul intertwined,
become real. Authentic. Daily summoning in living.
A challenge in the mess and chaos
of life's ongoing battle of
another chance to make it right -
today.

It has been said that some words are
mightier than the sword.

I believe it. 

Words trigger emotion, within
the very depths of being -
awakening soul, realizing at that very moment
it was asleep. Black abyss hibernation.

Powerful words.  A discovery within innermost fiber for me.
Eyes read.  Heart surges.  Action to live.
I try my best to live them.
Most days I fall hard.  

I see the writing on the wall - the very walls within home.
Those words mirrored in retina at every turn,
constant reminder to live by.
I pick myself back up again and desire to try.





























Giving up makes for a
lost, wandering soul.  Aimlessly living.  Empty life meaning.

The writing on the wall reads frozen there.  A Beacon for my sometimes weary soul.
It is I, who must daily melt the words
and live them real.
Words from my lips.  Do I live the words I speak?
Words that proclaim: "I believe.  I know.  I trust.  I love.  I'm sorry.
I forgive you.  I promise. I speak truth.  Not my will - but thine."
Hypocrisy is a sin.  And I am a hypocrite if the words
aren't heart-lived.  Breathed honest.  Real..
Within and then without.

Example.
Powerful word.  Powerful action.
I pray hard, hands clasped tight to succeed.

Words written on skin-thin pages
communicate deep for me to
live-real ...
His words.  His love.  His example.

I persist conscience to prevail - daily -
the eternal perspective words. Salvation words.
To abide in them a dwelling place
within soul-depth and life breath.


Words powerful enough
to bring forth Light. His Light.
This is my heart desire ... daily conquering darkness into
Light,
by the power of His word.

In my constant existence of breathing the breath He gives,
I will live the Words.


"In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
And the Light shineth in darkness;
and the darkness comprehended it not."
-John 1: 1,5

"Man shall not live by bread alone,
but by every word that proceedeth
out of the mouth of God."
-Matthew 4:4




Friday, August 5, 2011

~ Joy ~

"Joy is not the absence of suffering.



It is the presence of God."

-Robert Schuller






















. . .  and His presence is everywhere . . .



"...All things denote there is a God;
yea even the earth, and all things that are upon
the face of it,
and its motion, and also all the planets which move
in their regular form do witness that there is a
Supreme Creator."
-Alma 30:44


~ Heaven's pallete sunset at Oceanside, CA  Malia jumping 8-4-2011
Where Heaven and earth meet ...
Various locations in Temecula - rolling meadows, early spring flower, moonlight in front yard, golden hour in home,
and Trestles beach, CA footprints in sand ~

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

~ Which Do You Choose? ~

Fear is a choice ...












. . .  So is Faith




Which do you Choose?




The enemy uses fear,
God uses faith.



"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear;
but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind." 
-2Tim.1:7



"Keep your face to the sun
and you will not see the shadows."
-Helen Keller

Monday, August 1, 2011

~ Traveling On The Wind ~

I hear it rustling through oak trees,
a hushing sound of the ocean
- the wind -
swaying aged branches back and forth
like a mother in her rocking chair.



I feel it circle-swirling as if a
giant ribbon wrapping itself up and
around me -
binding me to moving seasons,
vivid memories, life journey's, on wings of time...
traveling on the wind
with all of its thousand year old stories.
Traveling - who knows how many thousands of miles -
to reach and touch and whisper:
"remember, remember."

The wind is no respecter of persons -
it simply travels
with time on its wings.
Time and wind.  Partners of creation. Through birth and death.  All seasons of life.
Cycles never ending.

I look to the sky
and behold
birds of all shapes and sizes - gliding, floating, flying
on the wind
and wonder - how far have they come?





I watch the clouds - billowing on winds wings ...
re-shaping every second, continuous motion.




And then I wonder,
how far have I come - traveling on the wind?

I see it in my children - babes only yesterday -
grown over night.
The wind in their seasons of life,
has carried them through all of life journey's to this point.

Often, I yearn for those babes to be back in my arms.






The innocence of childhood with time and wind on its wings -
laying in cool emerald grass blades, eyes to the heavens
watching those clouds take shape
hours on end.

Pure laughter echoing ... innocent eyes penetrating soul deep.
Childhood innocence to the world-winds.

How have I lived my life traveling on the wind -
through all of it's seasons thus far?
Have I kept the Faith?  What wisdom's have I learned.
Have my experiences been those of value and eternal purpose?
How have I been shaped in the whirlwinds for the good?
Have I remained Hopeful - determined - steadfast
to continually endure?

I know He has taken me under His wing
many times
through the wind-seasons that have
beaten me down with storms and fierce winds.




His wing lifts me in flight through it all, again and again,
to land
on higher ground one more time.
Solid ground.  Sure foundation.  Foundation in Him.



The wind carries life-seasons
with time on its back,
I feel it.  I see it.  I hear it.

And I know if I continue to
feel, see and hear Him - I will be able to travel on the wind,
strong and resilient as I take flight against wind resistance -
in His hands.

His grace
time and time again -
Always.





"Yea, you shall not be beaten down
by the storm at the last day;
neither shall you be harrowed up by the whirlwinds;
but when the storms cometh you shall be gathered together in your place,
that the storm cannot penetrate to you;
neither shall you be driven with
fierce winds
withersoever the enemy listeth to carry you."
-Alma 26:6








"Remember, remember
that it is upon the rock of our Redeemer,
who is Christ, the Son of God,
that ye must build your foundation; that when the devil
shall send forth his mighty winds, yea, his shafts in the whirlwind,
yea, when all his hail and his might storm shall beat upon you,
it shall have no power over you to drag you down to the gulf of misery
and endless wo,
because of the rock upon which ye are built, which is a
sure foundation,
a foundation whereon if men build
they cannot fall."
-Helaman 5:12