It’s Sunday Morning

I give all I have to God for He has granted where I am in life.

It's Sunday Morning


I listen to the coffee perking in the darkness. I open an eye and peek between the blinds, thinking how these covers feel mighty comforting. Consciously I pray, God thank you for this cold winter’s day so I may replenish my body that I have so badly destroyed. But today feels different…. it’s like angels arrived and worked all through the night to bring me the comfort that I feel, right now. Relinquishing, I give all I have to God for He has granted me an exquisite place in life.

My biography highlights, which I write about in my blogs and books, are proof that God exists in a world full of doubt. Miracles shared in fairytales do come true; but to actually be a character in one, though, is beyond my wildest imagination. Dreams, you see, do come true…just stay in prayer! I count my blessings, as I think it looks like snow outside. I thank Him most of all for you, my friends!

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Most never know what lies deep behind the subconscious. Thinking I need to be somewhere else this morning, my Lord, I know, is here with me. So, I light a candle in my house–my mental sanctuary. Oh, God, you are so awesome to wake me with wisdom, for there are times I drift off to sleep in doubt.

The clouds begin to thicken and I wonder if the weatherman is right or will the snow miss us. I am more than so thankful that God is not like a meteorologist. Bundled in my sweats and slippers, my comfort resonates from inside. I need another cup of coffee, but God and I are having a deep conversation. I’ll have to wait…. His presence takes precedence.

Isaiah 43:7
Bring all who claim me as their God, for I have made them for my glory. It was I who created them.

 

 

My Sleeping Beauty

Receiving blessings and miracles….

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Watching the hands of Gentle Ben hanging above her head, the sun shines on the bottom of her slippers as her eyes grow heavy. Her mind is a million miles from here. The living room looms as the world is in her hands. With her swept-back hair and bedroom eyes, she stretches out on the couch in blue sweats. I watch her in awe. The sun gleaming through the window caresses her smile as she dozes off again. So I stare at the love of my life. Once in a great while, God honors those heartfelt dreams.

Keeping the faith, our Father in heaven reciprocates with a genuine love you’ve spent your life looking for—a true blessing. Holding on to the dreams you prayed for long ago, God’s in the business of answering them. You see, patience is the secret.

So, you may ask, “How can I receive God’s blessings or a miracle?” First, be diligent in prayer and praise as God did all His miracles by the spoken Word. Prayer may be in the form of singing or reading and studying the Bible. Be sure it is positive though and avoid negative phrases.

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Through faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that things which are seen were not made of things which do appear.”

Second of all, live by God’s Word! It doesn’t mean that Satan will not try to interfere with your prayers, but our powerful Lord will ultimately win.

Romans 10:17
“So then faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.”

 

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So maybe we wait, or maybe we become impatient and make mistakes. Regardless, God is forever faithful to us. I try to be on my best behavior–never wanting to bend the Ten Commandments. It’s a good practice to follow the laws God handed us.

So now soundly sleeping, it’s best I write and not wake her–my sleeping beauty. Watching as the sun shadows the tree tops, I clutch my heart for the love I just adore. If man ever had a second chance at life, it surely would be me as I stare at my gorgeous wife who sleeps so innocently. There’s not much to say as I think about the gift God gave me, except to always stay in prayer. I’ll never forget who made this moment happen. Our Father in heaven, gets all the honor and glory!

 

Mixed Emotions

Let us recognize our emotions and bring them to God.

 


The sun peeks through the ominous morning, lending itself to review the past. With no regrets, life though, has no reverse. It is a bowl of mixed emotions. Turning my back to the bone chilling cold, I can only look forward to a new budding season. I wait for the first vase of cut flowers to pierce the now frozen tundra. Mesmerized, the windsock reminds me of happier times and the sad turmoil of this last year…. a very rocky beginning, just ten months ago, but only God renews our spirits. Now looking out over the frozen sanctuary, I give Him all the glory a mustard’s seed, worth of warmth, can muster.

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Ordained in my Father’s warmth, love has driven me like a ship at sea in uncharted waters. So, I look back where God protected His spirit in me, never wanting me to lose faith. I see it so clearly now. With two living in holy matrimony on just one income, believe me–the Bible is correct! God protects his creatures at all ends of the spectrum. My soul reminds me of homemade chicken soup, bubbling over with joy. He keeps my spirit filled with miracles from above. Remembering where I was this time a year ago, saddled in prosperity, I thought everything was fine… but God knew differently. I was blinded from truths but my Heavenly Father still protected me from the evilness.

1 Peter 5: 6-8
Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion….

 

How grateful could a person be that God would separate the thunderstorms for a safe passage? Words just cannot explain the true meaning of my gratefulness! It’s only God’s spirit that I give thanks to for the true love I’m anointed with now. So the sun rises in a dreary glare, but the palm trees sway in the summer air. The sand soothes our soiled souls that come together to be God’s chosen people. We all are one in our walk with Him.


EDITOR’S NOTES:

Let us recognize our emotions and bring them to God. Submit your hearts to Him and allow Him to do His work in your actions. God will simply comfort us, reassure us, and remind us we need not fear. Sometimes, He may prompt us to forgive or to ask for forgiveness. But seek Him and share more of your heart through prayer.

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The Love You Have For Me

You came into my world when I was nothing but a piece of clay…


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A cool, pristine love and joy is bringing me such happiness. I’m so grateful for all you’ve done. The miracles and gifts that have entered into my life…you have truly out done yourself! Another week older yet look at where we are…I praise your work! The countless hours you give of yourself; no one knows the love you have for me. I’m not worthy. A meager, old and gray man, I have nothing to offer you but my heart today.

Looking at morning’s heaven, I try to thank the stars above as angels came swarming around my soul last night. I’m so enlightened as I reach for my cup of coffee.

I feel your presence while looking across the coffee table. Like a mirage, a true miracle, I cannot thank God enough for you. So I write for the world to read of my undying love I have for you. You came into my world when I was nothing but a piece of clay, molding me into yours. You take my thoughts and give them life. For that, I’m eternally grateful.

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In the cool and damp, on the first day of fall, I’m counting my blessings. Only you could have made me, ME. Humbled, I never in my wildest imagination would believe all this was possible. Anointed, I know things like this just couldn’t happen to everyone, every day.

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I give thanks, praising your good works. Just to be in your presence should be enough but you came to be with ME. Giving up your life to see what you believed in me would prosper, I love you so!

Jesus, thank you…

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Morning Comes…I Am Here

What a beautiful world God has made!


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And so the morning comes…my eyes are dazed. The angels have protected me in my dreams. Finding the coffee machine, I think how blessed I am while trying to stay perpendicular. After all, it’s not easy being old! It takes a long time to get to this point. I ask God for his help to anoint my every thought today.

 

My mind still sleeps…zzzzz. I hear my joints creaking like an old schooner. I wander through the maze, like an obstacle course, to find my way out to the lanai. God greets me. I take a deep breath, stretch, and a smile arises like the sun. A gentle steady breeze blows across my bow. Set the sails, I say to myself. Cast the lines, take the helm Lord I’m all yours!

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With coffee in hand, I feel the ship navigating through the currents. God, what a perfect morning to replenish my spirit! The sails bellow and boat slants starboard. The peak of the mast aims toward the heavens. A gentle spray christens my face as I try contain my joy. What a beautiful world God has made! Feeling such a peace as my hair blows in the breeze, I wait and watch the sun rise.

 

Though I’m merely sitting on an uncomfortable cushion, my arms rest, holding my now chilled coffee. I’m so thankful for the peace in my spirit as this new day arrives.

 

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May the peace of the Lord be within you this morning too as you set sail, embarking on another day’s journey. God bless you, my friends!

My Friends, My Blessings

Through trials and tribulations, they stood by me, caring and praying for my outcome.

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It’s Saturday morning, the earth still sleeps. But I am awake tending to the memories of my past. I listen to the sounds as the wildlife comes to greet me. Waiting on my first sip of coffee, I thank God for the love my friends have shown me. Through trials and tribulations, they stood by me, caring and praying for my outcome. Though we are all in different situations, we still seem to find time for one another. Tending to my beloved thoughts, God has allowed me the time to carry on.

Sleeping away the sorrows, the pain recedes by night. God, I know, is with me in the morning as I begin to write. I watch the storm clouds that elude above me. Am I strong enough to ward them off? With God’s help, He gives me strength as I sit and enjoy my first cup of coffee.

The serenity abounds, everything is in His will. Patiently waiting, I watch to see His timing. Quietly the dawn shines her light on my shoulder. I watch the reflections of orange light as I write on my cell phone. What a beautiful sight to write in the glow of what once was the still of the night!

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Yes, being blessed by those who faithfully keep me in their prayers, a chain is created and though I may sleep, I feel the Angels. Quietly reminiscing, memories are all we all have, and the blessing is never forgetting how we came to our present state. Thank you, Mary, my inspiration….the love of God is in you and I thank God as well for you.

Being blessed by my friends, we are all family from one memory or another. I just wanted to share this before I get my day started. Thank you my dearest friends, near and far!

 

 

Tarnished Memories

Dedicated to the tarnished memory of Astounding Great Ministries in Hindsville, AR


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In the early dawn as I drove to work, smoke filled the sky as far as the eye can see. Giving it little thought, cruising through the mountains and valleys, I was running late. Trying to beat the clock, I wasn’t really concerned about the smoke-filled air. That was until I came over the hill and around the curve.

Oh dear God! A church is burning! I looked harder and began to cry; not just a church but my own beloved place of worship! I slammed on the brakes. With tears flowing, I asked God, why? An image scratched into my heart like a forest engulfed from lightning. My little country church had stood for years and now it’s all but gone.

The hot steel and even the concrete floor were smoldering. Singed beautiful pews and the handsome stage (including my drums), gone for good. Asking only our heavenly Father I thought, why has Satan found comfort destroying our fellowship hall. Why God?

Putting my truck in gear as though I was in a funeral procession, I slowly left what was left of my spiritual home. Carrying the hurt, my mind repeatedly thought of all the pictures of weddings and baptisms, over and over again. The tears fell like rain. Only lightning could have caused this fire but there were no storms to be seen.

Satan destroyed our house of worship and only faith would mend the memories. As a congregation with the strength of prayer, we began to replenish that which was lost. Now by the grace of God, a new church stands better than before. Satan was defeated!

Blessed with the surplus of other churches, we serve an awesome God. Prayers are answered though the memories are tarnished. Smiles are brighter as Jesus comes to gather his flock once again.

 


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