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How Is Easter Real To You?

17 Apr

I found this post that I previously wrote about Easter. It is just as true today, as the day that I first wrote it.

Meet us over at White Space, with Bonnie, to blog about Easter and what it means to you.

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“I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me, though he dies, yet shall he live.”  John 11:25

How many of us have stood over a casket, looking down at one we loved?

Tears leaking down our cheeks…already missing the one that is gone.

The body so still. The breath has ceased. The lids now closed.

Burial. In the ground. Dirt covered.

And we weep.

And yet…

Jesus‘ words ring out in the darkness. The darkness of hopelessness. The darkness of fear. The darkness of death.

I am the resurrection.

and the life.  Alive again. Living. Breathing. In glory.

Jesus saith unto him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.” (John 14:6)

He who believes in me, though he dies,

yet shall he live. Shall live. With Him. Forever. Real. Oh, so real.

No more heart hurt, no more rampant cancer, no more diseased body, no more accidents, no more shallow breathing, no more depression, no more pain, no more poor vision, no more sickness…

No more.

Believe in Me, Jesus whispers to our souls.

For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoeverbelieves in Him, shall have everlasting life. (John 3:16)

Jesus says,

I have conquered death. I have taken your place.

It is finished. Words that echo through the ages.

How is Easter real to you? Not only on a Sunday in April…but, all year long?

Don’t You Feel It Too?

16 Apr

Yesterday the Jesus Calling devotion (by Sarah Young) spoke to me loudly and clearly. There are times when I know beyond a shadow of doubt that God is speaking directly to me. The Word said, “TRUST ME, and don’t be afraid. Many things feel out of control…….When you are shaken out of your comfortable routines, grip My hand tightly and look for growth opportunities.”

Isn’t this the truth for most of us?  Don’t you feel it too?

I know that I like security and familiarity. I feel comfortable when I know what to expect. Unfortunately, life doesn’t stay that way for long. I try…but, so many times things are out of my control, beyond my reach, out of my grasp. I am often left wondering the “why” of the circumstances. When life doesn’t make sense to my finite mind, I need to remember to trust the Infinite.

Sometimes the most difficult thing to do, is trust. Don’t get me wrong, I want to. I need to. I long to……..

God, help me.

 

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How Precious Time Is

15 Apr

Thumbing through my planner, I see the days laid out before me.

Ink is scattered across the pages with names and times. Full. Busy.

Life passing by, another page turned, another day comes to an end.

The days sometimes can seem so long, but the weeks, they fly.

Before I know it, time slips through my grasp and another year is gone.

I try and remember that fact when my day is hard.

How precious time is.

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The Wind Takes My Breath Away

14 Apr

The wind, this morning, is roaring like a lion. Fierce and unrelenting.

The entire house is heaving against the force, bracing against the assault.

Walking the dog in this wind is no easy feat.

He is getting pushed down the yard.

Hair blowing wild. The wind taking my breath away.

Barren trees bending low.

Springtime is windy.

 

 

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Today I am thankful for: 

* wind that dries up mud

* peaceful time alone in the early morning

* a cold glass of green tea

* a slow day

* paws padding on the floor

* hearing my son on the radio

* days closer to his graduation

* looking forward to family visiting

* the week before Easter

* Jesus, God’s only Son

* His sacrifice for me

 

 

Beautiful Paintings

11 Apr

Today, over at  Lisa Jo’s,  the writing prompt is PAINT. 

Five minutes of uninterrupted writing.

No going back, no worrying about punctuation…..just letting the words flow.

Ready, set, go!

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Renoir, Rembrandt, Monet, and Van Gogh.

Famous artists, painters extraordinaire.

Hung in museums, shown in private collections.

Beautiful.

First grader, soft six year old hands painted flowers in the field.

Hung in the hallway, shown for all the family to see.

Beautiful.

A wife, mother, “closet” painter.

Flowers and fruit. Folk art.

Hung with a thumb tack on the wall in the school room.

Beautiful.

God who splashes color across the morning sky.

Blushing pinks, violet purples and wild indigo blues.

Pushing back the darkness of the night.

Beautiful.

Creativity, beauty, color.

Aesthetic.

Speaking to the heart without saying a word.

 

 

Warped And Fractured

10 Apr

*This Thursday’s 4/10/14  Writing prompt: Broken
This prompt is inspired by themes of Lent. Week #5 of {The Journey Series}, the journey to Easter.

 

 

BROKEN

This world is warped and fractured.

Oozing the pain of days gone bad.

One just needs to turn on the TV to hear the world crying.

At times the agony seems far away and sometimes…

it grips you. Personally.

The world breaks you.

The delicate shards of life scattered at your feet.

Will this world ever be whole again?

Will life be as it should? As it was meant?

When sin blackened our days, did it also steal our future?

Millions searching for purpose in this life…….

And the tear streaked faces and hardened hearts look for the answer.

And The Word echoes across the barren broken soul.

And when He (Jesus) had taken some bread and given thanks, He broke it and gave it to them, saying, “This is My body which is given for you; do this in remembrance of Me.” And in the same way He took the cup after they had eaten, saying, “This cup which is poured out for you is the new covenant in My blood.…  Luke 22:19 

Christ’s broken body…given for You. Christ took your (and my) place on a rough, heavy cross, that day on Calvary.

The perfect life, laid down for the imperfect. The sinless One sacrificed because of the darkness of a sin broken world, full of those who desperately need Him.

Jesus chose to be broken and poured out……for you…..for me.

When he had received the drink, Jesus said, “It is finished.” With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit. John 19:30 NIV

As we walk towards Resurrection Day, let us remember the great sacrifice that Christ made for us. The suffering was great for sins that He didn’t commit.

A pardon given, because of His love. 

 

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He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands

9 Apr

This morning I was standing out on the front porch while my dog trotted around the front yard. The sky was still mostly dark, with only a sliver of light around the edges of the early morning scene.

In this morning darkness I’ve noticed the same bright light in the southeastern sky. I don’t know if it is a star or maybe another planet that is bright in the sky? I know that Venus can often be seen in the early dawn.

I’ve always been fascinated with space. As a child I remember pouring over TIME articles on black holes and dying stars. I wanted to visit the Palomar Observatory in California, and during school field trips I was the one who wanted to go the Planetarium. As an adult I’ve become more of a weather geek, tracking storms on radar, watching cloud formations, and noticing wind direction.

I worship The Creator in the quiet of the morning.

Even though I love to write, sometimes there just aren’t words……….

For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. Colossians 1:16 NIV

 

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The Day That Changed The World

8 Apr

Looking towards Easter…..the holiest of days.

The day of resurrection. The day that Jesus overcame.

The day that changed the world. Forever.

 

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Sin Sickness

Let’s face it.

For all the beauty that is in this world…

every gorgeous sunrise, every mountain peak, each newborn baby…

all those things that bring fleeting, tenuous, joy…

There is also pain.

This world spins crazy on its axis, and sometimes the spinning can make us sick.

Sick with worry, sick with sorrow, sick to death.

This is how the world was then, too.

When Christ came.

Sin sickness since the day the stench of it permeated the earth.

When the deceiver asked the woman and man to defy.

And their “yes”, bit hard into sin.

And ever since, mankind has known full well what sin feels like.

Roman soldiers, people crying, “Crucify Him!”, a governor who wanted no part of it.

Heavy wooden cross beam, splintered wood, and blood.

The sin of the world on His shoulders, separation from His Father……

and Jesus tasted darkness that day.

The bitterness of a world gone bad.

His perfect sacrifice, for a world that knew Him not.

Killed. Buried. Left in a dark and silent tomb.

Sin mocked. The deceiver lied. The world waited.

The disciples questioned, the women cried. The world waited.

On the third day, the tomb was empty.

Jesus was not there. Death could not keep Him. The tomb could not hold Him.

He is alive! He stands victorious.

We can face this world on days that are hard and uncertain

Because our Savior lives!

 

11 Now Mary (Magdalene) stood outside the tomb crying. As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb 12 and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot. 13 They asked her, “Woman, why are you crying?”“They have taken my Lord away,” she said, “and I don’t know where they have put him.” 14 At this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not realize that it was Jesus.15 He asked her, “Woman, why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?”Thinking he was the gardener, she said, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.”16 Jesus said to her, “Mary.”She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which means “Teacher”).17 Jesus said, “Do not hold on to me, for I have not yet ascended to the Father. Go instead to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am ascending to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’”18 Mary Magdalene went to the disciples with the news: “I have seen the Lord!” And she told them that he had said these things to her.      —John 20 NIV

It Changes Me

7 Apr

Today I am thankful that I am feeling at least a little better. It is no fun being sick! Even when I am not feeling up to par, I still have a lot to be thankful for. When I am thankful it changes me, for the better. When I focus on the blessings, I see God in the midst.

 

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Today I am thankful for: 

*being able to breathe

*warm clothes

*good books

*a husband that is understanding when I’m sick and miserable

*a chance to rest

*clean laundry

*Netflix

*dark morning hours

*walking the dog

*crunchy toast

*Jesus, who loves me

 

Coughing, Sneezing, Stuffy Head, Fever And I Just Want To Rest…

6 Apr

This past week I have been sick. I am still sick today, but feel a little bit better than I have been feeling over the past several days. I was reading through my blog archives and came across this entry. It seems like when I get really sick, I have a certain modus operandi (M.O). I thought I’d share it….again…..

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Image by Kevin H. via Flickr

Yesterday I was really, really sick.  Today I am just really sick. (There is a difference…the extra really from yesterday means I felt like I was on my death bed.)

10 REASONS I HATE BEING SICK

1. My stomach is making all sorts of odd noises that I have a feeling is not going to bode well for me.

2. I had to get up to use the bathroom yesterday afternoon, from where I was laying in the throes of death, on the couch. I didn’t have the energy to move. Alas, I made myself get up…because I didn’t like the alternative.

3. I didn’t feel like eating. The thought of food gagged me, yet if I didn’t eat something my blood sugar would drop and I’d be in serious trouble. Yuck. Why is it I only feel this way when I’m sick? How come I can’t have an aversion to food for the rest of the time? It would seriously help with the dieting. Sigh.

4. I was freezing cold. I had on sweat pants, a shirt, a sweatshirt, thick socks and a scarf around my neck. I also had on 3 blankets and I was still cold. How annoying is that? Normally, I tend towards being hot. I had a brief flash of what I was going to be going through in another 10 years. Cold and hot flashes because my body thermostat is going to be all wonky. Ugh. I attempted to wipe that thought from my mind.

5. I couldn’t get my pillows fluffed correctly and it was driving me nuts. For the love of pete! Why can’t the pillows cooperate with me? Can’t they see I’m dying?!

6. I glanced at myself yesterday in the mirror. Scary does not describe it. I could have been an extra on the movie Dawn Of The Dead. Actually, the zombies would have looked better than I did. I wish I was kidding.

7. I watched a marathon of Without A Trace on ION yesterday afternoon and evening. Because I wasn’t moving from the couch. Ever. Well, unless I had to use the bathroom. (refer back to #2)

8. I was so tired. Like dead tired. (refer back to #6)

9. I was achy. I did ask my family members to rub my shoulders. Which they did. Because they love me…and they didn’t want to hear me whine.

10. Being sick stinks…but, I think I am on the mend. I hope. Though I wouldn’t mind laying on the couch this afternoon watching TV show marathons.

 

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(P.S.) I am feeling better today. That is good news, at least for me. I will live to blog another day, but now I need to go find another box of Kleenex.

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