Weep Not For Me

Weep not for me,

Said she to me,

Not for me,

For I shall see

That Wonderful Face of He.

The One who died to set us free from pain, death, and misery.

Rejoice for me,
Sing praise to Him
For you and I will meet again.

It may be here,
Or it may be there,
Near The Crystal Sea
Where outstretched Arms
Await for WE.

My friend, always know,

It's never about you,

Nor about me...

...But, always about the One
Who hung on the tree.

Hung He did on that appointed day

His crowned-head high above all

His blood flowing down

Both to allow man's entrance to

The Way.

"Weep not for me," she said to me,
"No, give praise to Him."

Today, our view, at best is dim...

For in our appointed time,
We shall not just each other again, but Him, face to face.

For By Him and Him Alone...

By Him and His will I was created and have my being.

"By Him and His will all things were created and have their being." (Rev. 4:11)

Thoughts, conceptions too difficult to comprehend, to understand from a human standpoint. So I will simply believe what I read, and as said, let it be.

Ah, few words... I am His... as are we all.

Words read this morning bring peace, comfort whosever trusts in the Lord is kept safe. Fear of man will prove to be a snare..(Prov 29:25)

Have been there. Tis true.

Narrow and lowley sighted is the source of this fear. Fear of rejection of that which can be seen -- yet it can dissepate with the node of a Head, wave of the Hand, or the slightest breath from One's Nostril.

I was young, now I'm older -- relation with the One who cannot be seen -- this is the goal, where acceptance can be found, where real treasure lies, where beauty exists, and from where peace and true comfort come. Trust.

Jonah to the Almighty God of heaven and earth...

Those who cling to worthless idols forfeit the grace that could be theirs...And the Lord commanded the fish...

God to Jonah...

But Nineveh has...people...who cannot tell their right hand from their left...should I [God] not be concerned...?

As should I. It's not about me. No, but Thee. Fear not what people do or say. Again, yea, trust in Him Who cannot be seen. For those who can be seen are just like me. In need. He knows.

For By Him and His will all things were created and have their being. Look to Him. He holds the key.

A clear mind - a quiet mind, gifts in themself... to hear that Still and Small Voice.

In quietness and confidence lies strength (parah, Isa 30:15)

Oh quietness to hear and
trusting confidence for strength.

For By You and Your will alone was I created and have my being.

A Want To...

Oh God for Your strength --
My "want to"* is shallow,
Hollow,
No substance,
No ground.

I know there is more.
I see it all around...
...At a distance...
Though, 'ner coming close,
Nor crossing the invisible...
...Parameter which around me surrounds.

To you alone I cry,
No one else can bring change.
Even I let my own self down.

O help me Dear God.

Grace and Strength to do,

To be,

To live,

To see,

To have a solid

"want to."

And...

May desires, goals,
vision, aspirations, and dreams burst forth.  I know there is more.


*inspired from a sentence in the book entitled "Made to Crave" written by Lysa TerKeurst.

Stuck

Oh, I am soooo stuck,

Saddend,

As if my world has stopped.

Try as I may to make a go of things - going places and being with people (friends of old and friends of new ) - it seems that little pans out.

I resolve to simply do what must be done day to day... my younger son, my home, my yard, my job, stay in touch with older son, read the Word, talk with the great Shepherd.

I praise Him, sing, think upon Him, how good He is, thank Him for where He's brought me from, what He's delivered me from, thank Him for what I have. Pray for others and situations as they come to mind.

I "know" the saying: "You are as happy as you want to be."

I know God is my help, my strength, my provider, my joy, my all... and His grace is sufficient for me.

I pray the prayer of David... "Oh Father...restore unto me the joy of Thy salvation, take not Thy Holy Spirit from me." And I thank Him for His grace which is all sufficient and for now and that which is to come.

Just sharing from my stuck place today.

Other than the items shared above, I know not what to do.

A friend told me recently she learned finally to "grow where she was planted."

Given that, I will stay where I am and continue to seek, ask, pray, and soak in the "Sonshine", and learn, by His grace, to be content.

It is certainly better than being stuck in the mud. And WHO KNOWS WHAT GOOD THINGS ARE YET TO BLOOM?

Friend, You May Not Know...

Dear Friend, though I do not see you as often as I'd like, life always seems to pick up where we left off the last time we saw each other; and, when together, it is as if a day had not passed from the last time together.

I love you friend. 

Friends make up some of the most precious threads that are woven into my life's tapestry.  

• Friend, you may not remember the prayer you prayed with me, but I do.
• You may not remember the time you hugged me extra hard because you saw I might need it, but I do.
• You may not remember the time you offered your hand to me, but I do.
• You may not remember the invitation you extended me, but I do.
• You may not remember the time I came, stayed, and ate at your home, but I do.  

Friend, you may not know, but, I love you.