A Little Child Shall Lead

  

His first pinwheel. He played happily and peacefully for over an hour. Taught me so much about fully immersing myself in the joy of discovery and exploration and just opening myself to receiving the pleasures that surround me. Where would I be without my wonderful children to teach me and lead me?

What is Ostara?

Someone asked me what Ostara means. There is not really one clear-cut answer to this, for as many pagans as you ask, you will get that many answers! Here is (a very short version of) what Ostara means for our family.

  

Is This Seeing In A Mirror Dimly (1 Corinthians 13:12) ?

(play this song while you read)

“In the image of God, look into that darkness and speak”
Speak beauty.
Speak Joy.
Speak Thankfulness.
Speak Peace.
(you can’t entertain two emotions at once, drive one away with another!)
May I grow this way and walk on what I am beginning to  understand while there is still so much I don’t?

Are “The Promises” REALLY Promises?

I was thinking over "my will or his will", as I was asked which of these I'm really wanting. The question was a good one for me, I've thought it over before, in different times and circumstances, but not for a long time. 

I had to really check myself for a while. 

I think I can accept his. 

I know there is a Creator, and that he is Good and that he is Truth, and even though I don't know him like I thought I did, I'm good with letting him have control. I don't know best. 

But what I'm NOT good with is being told authoritatively what his will is when people really can't do that. 

I started thinking about when Jesus was here, the Word become Flesh. 

He healed. 

The sick, the lame, the demon possessed, the blind… 

Zoom in on just the blind for a minute. Even just there, in healing the very same malady, he didn't even do it the same way each time. Sometimes he just spoke. Sometimes he touched the person. Sometimes he needed to do it twice. Sometimes he made mud with spit…

and… 

sometimes…

 

He

didn't 

heal

them

at

all.

For When You Feel Discouraged…Or Have Answers for Those Who Are

via inspiredtoaction.com

Please, click on over from the link above the video. The video itself is inspiring, but coupled with Kat’s words… Well, she made me cry, and I’m not a cry-er.
I do have some questions though. After I cried, and thought about how I’d either never read those verses with that understanding, or else I’d forgotten that Truth, then I remembered…
I’ve watched someone cry out to God for YEARS.
Sincerely.
Heart-wrenchingly.
Desperately.

Faith Crisis/Shakedown/Chaff Winnowing…

The last several months I’ve been going through one of the above. You can choose which you like to call it. I have my preferences, and they aren’t for the first one, but I no longer enjoy getting caught up in semantics.
I’m still a word nerd, and vocabulary is always fun for me, the more sesquipedalian, the better. But arguing a point over choice of words, when, like it or not, definitions ARE fluid and given to personal inflection, is just wasteful quibbling.
I’ve had several “shakedowns” (my personal choice) over the years I’ve known Jesus. The first few felt devastating to me, like I was committing some sort of betrayal, or declaring him untrustworthy. I now know that some (not all) of that was because I had espoused a culture and a system rather than *him*, and that was something that needed to be winnowed away.

Still chewing on Abram… & being humbled

Told you I’m embarrassed about going so slow! But I’m getting more out of it for all this chewing time, that I am :0)
This morning I had a lot of “Ooo! Ooo!” moments (you know the sound- when you’re in 2nd grade or so and the teacher asks a question you know the answer to and it’s all you can do to keep your bottom connected to your seat while you wave your hand wildly in the air… Yeah, *that* sound!)

Troubled by Abram this morning…

I’m s-l-o-w-l-y reading chronologically through the Bible these days. I thought of tweetng or blogging a thumbnail of what I’ve read, but my pride kind of keeps me from it. (I know, ugh!) I don’t want to advertise just how slowly… but I’m getting over that as the slowness is giving me opportunity to absorb and chew on what I’m reading more than I would if I followed the one-year schedule laid out for me by the plan.