Archive for the ‘Restoring Serenity’ Category

Jesus Loves Me

Monday, April 14th, 2008

“Jesus loves me,
This I know…”

Really? How do you know? Because “the Bible tells me so”? Hmm, I don’t think so. You see, that’s not good enough. Just because I happen to read something in a book doesn’t mean I really know it to be true. Does it? So, how do I know Jesus loves me?

I was thinking about this yesterday and the answer was really pretty clear. I know Jesus loves me because he tells me so…every day…over and over again. Allow me to explain. Got a pen? You might want to take notes. This is gonna be good.

I woke up yesterday morning feeling pretty refreshed and well rested. Jesus loves me. Nestled beside me, sleeping peacefully was my sweet little Libs. She must have felt me stirring because she opened her little eyes, looked at me and immediately went to wagging her tail. Jesus loves me.

The pups and I herded out of the bedroom and into the living room, heading for the backdoor. Of course we had to stumble our way over the various and sundry toys strewn all over the floor from our little romping playtime from the night before. Have you ever played on the floor with some pups and their toys? We had a ball. Jesus loves me.

I walked out onto the back porch as the girls hustled through their doggy door and into the backyard. The trees had leafed out and were a beautiful shade of new springtime green. Even though there was a little bit of an early morning nip in the air, the sun was shining and birds were singing. I watched ducks swimming on the little lake while my girls chased each other around the yard. All of a sudden, I felt like I was being wrapped up in a big, welcoming good morning hug. It was so awesome and comforting all at the same time. How amazing to think that the Creator of all things took the time to welcome me to the day.

Oh yes, Jesus loves me. This, I know. Do you?

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Yes, Indeed!

Sunday, March 23rd, 2008

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It Was Me…

Wednesday, February 20th, 2008

Okay, so you know what? You were right. It was me. I was the one that poked you in the eye. It was me. Unashamedly, unabashedly, it was me. Why? Not because I wanted to…and certainly not because I thought it would be fun. I poked you in the eye because someone had to and it might as well be me. Because friends don’t let friends lead unaccounted for lives…and because I loved you enough to do it. You were becoming someone I couldn’t recognize anymore. Someone I’m not so sure you could even recognize if the truth be told. So, I poked you in the eye. I knew the risk. I had no choice. I loved you too much to let it go. I hope and pray that one day you will come to realize why I did what I did. I hope and pray that when your vision clears, you will see me, your friend, still standing by you, still believing in everything you worked so hard to become. I hope and pray that you will see that I poked you in the eye because I love you still today just as much as I did that day…nothing more, nothing less. I hope and pray that you still love me enough to poke me in the eye when I need it. I hope and pray.

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Todd Agnew…This Fragile Breath

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

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My Shepherd

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

Every morning, when I come out of my bedroom, I am met with an awesome reminder of God’s love for me, for all of us…and I connect with that selfsame reminder each evening on my way to bed for the night. I always have to stop, if only for the briefest of moments, and smile, a silent “thank you” sent up in prayer. I am so very loved and he just won’t let me forget it.

Mama and Pops gave me this drawing. I had asked for it for Christmas a few years ago. It is by an artist named Katherine Brown. When I saw it for the first time, it shook me to my core. It spoke to me with a resonance I have never been able to explain. All I knew was that I needed to have it with me. Now I do.

I am always reminded of the story of the shepherd and the wayward lamb. I had often seen paintings depicting a shepherd carrying a lamb around his neck. For some reason I found the renderings to be comforting but I never understood the reasoning for carrying the animals in such a manner. Joyce Meyer explained it one day as I listened to one of her tapes.

Apparently, when a particular sheep would continually wander away, the shepherd would have no other recourse than to use his rod to carefully break one or two of the wandering animal’s legs to prevent it from roaming and potentially leading the other sheep astray as well.

Once the animal was incapacitated, it would have to rely on the shepherd for virtually everything. The shepherd would carry the sheep around his neck, to give the broken limb or limbs time to heal. Everywhere they went, the shepherd would carry the sheep. The shepherd would bring food and water to the sheep and make sure it had a comfortable and safe place to lie down to sleep where it would be protected from predators.

The sheep would come to see the shepherd as being everything he needed…his provider…his comforter…his shelter…so that by the time his wounds healed, the sheep would have become so dependent on and trusting in the shepherd that he would never want to wander away from him again.

“The Lord is my shepherd…”

He broke my legs. Sure, he had to do it more than once but I think I’ve finally figured it out and I sure do hope and pray I don’t ever go wandering off anymore.

This precious piece of art hanging in the hallway outside my bedroom door is my daily gentle reminder…not only of my own “broken legs” but also of those wounds on his hands showing me again and again all that he was and still is willing to go through to keep me with him.

I am so very loved.

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I Love Me Some Bebo Norman

Tuesday, November 13th, 2007

…and another one…

…one more…no video here, just a picture but this song is amazing. Do yourself a favor…close your eyes and just let it wash over you. You’ll be glad you did. Be blessed.

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Sometimes, We All Need a Little Reminder

Friday, October 19th, 2007

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Wisdom…from My Friend, Kenny

Thursday, October 11th, 2007


Your words, your dreams, and your thoughts have power to create conditions in your life. What you speak about, you can bring about.

If you keep saying you can’t stand your job, you might lose your job.

If you keep saying you can’t stand your body, your body can become sick.

If you keep saying you can’t stand your car, your car could be stolen or just stop operating.

If you keep saying you’re broke, guess what? You’ll always be broke.

If you keep saying you can’t trust a man or trust a woman, you will always find someone in your life to hurt and betray you.

If you keep saying you can’t find a job, you will remain unemployed.

If you keep saying you can’t find someone to love you or believe in you, your very thoughts will attract more experiences to confirm your beliefs.

If you keep talking about a divorce or break up in a relationship, then you might end up with it.

Turn your thoughts and conversations around to be more positive and power packed with faith, hope, love and action. Don’t be afraid to believe that you can have what you want and deserve.

Watch your Thoughts – they become words.
Watch your words – they become actions.
Watch your actions – they become habits.
Watch your Habits – they become character.
Watch your Character – for it becomes your Destiny.

The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settle for.

Thought I would share this with you.

In the search for me, I discovered truth.
In the search for truth, I discovered love.
In the search for love, I discovered GOD.
And in God, I have found Everything.

Be Blessed

Watch how your circumstances and situations begin to change when you change the way you speak

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Thursday, October 4th, 2007

Ever since watching The Story of The Lemonheads, I have NOT been able to get that haunting song out of my head. How beautiful!!

In case you don’t know, it is Josh Groban with LadySmith Black Mambazo and if it doesn’t stir something way, way, way deep down in your soul, I would dare to say you may be sadly lacking in the soul category.

I found this and wanted to share it. So, this is for everyone who has been hurting lately, but especially for Amy & the Boys, for Uncle Connie, Terry & Tracy, Brian & Amy, and the kids, Cousin Sayrah & the Beasleys, Mama & Pops, Judy Rae, Joy & Ginger & all the Parrishes, Aunt Christine, Georgia On My Mind, Martha & the Turlingtons, and all of us…way too many to mention so just count yourself in there and forgive me if I didn’t call you by name…

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He Has Taught Me to Say…

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007

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