Forever Friends..

my sister ... my friend.

Most people have different relationships with their siblings. I happen to adore my sister. We are different as night and day.

She is Blond and exquisite Blue eyes where as I am (obviously) not. She is fair skin and I am olive complected. She speaks very directly "what you see is what you get". I tend to go around the bush as to deliver in the best way possible so I can keep everyone "happy" (when ultimately someone is generally not going to be happy). She thinks in black and white ... and I... will I think Black -White- and tons of Blood Red Grace. Now that is not to say she is not gracious. She has a Heart bigger than Texas. She enjoys her pioneer days and attire. I am more 1940's ... 1950's classic (with enjoyment of the many other eras as well). We are exactly 2 years, 2 months, 2 days apart... I am the oldest.

While we are so different we are also very much the same. We love deeply. We adore our elders and the wisdom they offer. We love the Word. We are both stubborn and very protective of our families. We are both perfectionists and strive to please everyone around us (granted.. it's not always the healthiest mind set). We both tend to be equal parts of our mother... creating a bit of a balance with the two of us.

Being opposites is a blessing because helps us to sharpen one another in growth. We spur one another on to challenge ourselves and think deeper. We are the encourager for the other. We were created not only for our sweet Mommy but ... for each other.

I have many close deep friendships but my sister is my most profound of friendships. She is the only one, besides our mom, who has been through my entire life with me. She has suffered with me. She has rejoiced with me. She has held me accountable and she will always tell me like it is regardless of how it makes me feel because she knows I know she loves me. She is my 2nd dearest best friend. (The 1st being my mom). In my perspective I have found that the good Lord blessed me with a "built-in" best friend for life.

It is true, it is a matter of choice. We must choose to keep the lines of communication open. We must choose to love when we are seemingly unlovable. We must choose to talk things through when it feels as if there is nothing to talk about. We have to choose to let the other be who they are even when we don't agree.... choose to love them right where they are. We must choose to let them see us owning our flaws and limitations. We must choose to be forgiving and offering grace. We must choose to admit when we are wrong or have crossed a boundary line. Over all.... We must choose.

I choose to see the amazing beauty of my sister. I choose to be thankful for the sound of her voice when she calls. I choose to see the nectar of all of how God made her. I choose to give praise that she was born into my life with purpose and reason. I choose to see my dear sister as a benefaction to my life through to eternity. (And I am blessed to have her through eternity as well.)

We are all imperfect messes... I'm grateful I have someone to love me through it all. :)

I love my sister... my Forever Friend.

Sanctuary of Grace

Do you ever have one of those "Cozy-Comfy" days?

You know.. the kind where all you really want to do is enjoy the sweet comfort of plush blankets, over sized chair, a cup of warm yumminess, and gentle "take me a way" read (or in my case relational mystery with heart racing intensity). When there is not a clock or alarm in sight. The house is nearly empty... maybe a resident or two that have the same intentions as you, to embrace the grace and simply be. For my home that would be Max... whose purr could soothe the most restless of souls.... and Moki.... who responds to the spirit of those around once he has had his needs (outside necessities) taken care of.

The kind of day that has a blanket of gray, with silver, lining the sky. The kind of day where there are no "to-do's" and "have-to's". They may exist but you choose to let them wait one more day. The kind of day where you turn off the ringer on the phone and turn the volume down on the answering machine. The kind of day that encourages you, and you concede in the weary battle, to TURN OFF the cellphone and computer.

This little place of sanctuary simply set up to have all of your "needs", such as chocolate, fruits, nuts, water, tissues/hankie (depending on the book), journal, pencil, and other fun commodities, within arms reach. Acoustic styling of coffee house types are filling the air with embracing tones of smooth lulls while the remote is close at hand if you choose to change the "mood"from guitar to piano or saxophone. In my space of tranquility I would also have close my bible and snail mail paper. Whatever happened to simple writing a letter and sending your jots of yesterday down the way?? I tend to keep mine collected ... needing only to be put in the mail. Silly isn't it, but it is what it is.

Such a day that you wonder why they don't come around much. Yet, in that succulent stillness, you hear a tender whisper ... "Where have you been? I have missed you and awaited so longingly for you to return." You turn to find that whisper ... and it is the gentle voice that can not be seen but heard on these wondrous days. It is accompanied by the sigh of our heart and a sense of belonging.

I desperately need those days. He calls me to them and longs for the moments.Yet ... there are times I catch myself rushing by and yelling back, "I promise to come another day." No... no more. I must begin to slow my self down and take in these days and these moments within the busy days. Take time to rest and find what I've missed in the fast pace of things... grace.

In my days I will choose to saunter,

to take my time and learn to wander.

not always on a "have to" deed

but choosing more of a "need to" lead.

Tomorrow will come without our help

So today just stop and rest a spell.

Get going a little earlier to conquer the "musts"

This way you can prop up those barkin' pups.

If in your day you find "there's not enough time"

What is it that is sucking you dry

from all your creativity,

joy

rest

peace

because nothing is worth the death of me.

We have many things to help "simplify"

So since when did we allow them to run our life?

These are not only questions for you but me

Because I am choosing my Grace Sanctuary.

--jeanette mayhew 11/19/08

May each of you find your day and moments in the Sanctuary of Grace. :) I have truly enjoyed the delicious joys of such a gift in this new journey of my chapter. :)

30 years since Jonestown...

I just read and saw interviews of one of the most horrific events of our history. The story of ordinary people with ideals and trust betrayed by the person that they saw as a father, friend, shepherd... Jim Jones. I was less than a year old when the catastrophic event took place in Guyana and, so, this is honestly the first I heard of it. However, it doesn't make it any less heartbreaking and devastating to learn and read about.

I have taken time over the years to read and learn about cults and the behaviors of mass reaction. How people behave and respond once they have found someone that agrees and promotes their ideals. There is a trust that is made and then once you are in a large group of equally trusting and idyllic people ... they become family. Everyone searching for the right answer and feeling that they are doing the right thing.... until they stand on the outside and listen to the little voice inside that begins showing all the red flags that are hard to see in the midst of it all. The interesting part is that when you look at the individuals ... when you listen to their stories... you see the humanity not mindless robots that do what they are programed to do. No... you see their heartbreak, their fear, their loss of idealism and hope... all of the things that they thought they found. They truly believe in the big picture of what is happening and maybe overlook or justify the questionable things because the big picture is good and selfless and true to what they are seeking... HOPE.

As I watched some of the video coverage of the Legacy of Jonestown I was literally crying for the ones that survived. Over 900 people that they loved and grew up with died due to one man's fear, control, and most likely... illness. Power can do very strange things to people when it is not kept in check and questioned. The people believed very important things during a time where the Vietnam war had ended and the ideals of our country had began to be questioned. They cared about taking care of people and equality. They cared about hope and new beginnings. They gave people second chances when there seemed like there were no longer options available. It was a socialist mindset and quite honestly there is NOTHING WRONG WITH IT. It is not the ideals of socialism that is wrong it is how it is not kept with balance and in check. The problem also is that there will never be a utopia here on earth ... having said that we are all called "to treat and do to others what you would want as treatment and done to you." (The Golden Rule) It is in the core of who we are... how we are created. That is what you see in the eyes of the survivors. Their hearts are stunned and broken into pieces in disbelief. Their ideals dishonored and all of their good works tainted. They were ordinary people, intelligent, and simply wanted a better life than what they were seeing around them.

My heart ached as I kept reading and watching the coverage. I read about where they are today. Some have gone on to do wonderful things. They still suffer but they have found healing and forgiveness. Those are very important if you want to do more than just survive... if you want to live. Most people know where I stand in my own belief and life. I have no compromise in it. I ask a lot of questions and I trust my gut when something feels a little "to good", but I know that i am far from perfect. It is easy for us on the outside to come to conclusion about those caught in the grasp of unhealthy groups but if we can remember that they are ordinary people I think it will help us to hurt for them in such a time as this.

30 years ago over 900 babies, children, mothers, fathers, sisters,and brothers died in a "revolutionary"/murder suicide, NBC lost amazing reporter (Harris) and camera man (Brown), San Fransisco Examiner lost a photographer (Robinson), our country lost a Congressman assassinated in the line of duty Leo Ryan (first one).... We have been losing people for a long time in wars, disease, cancer, abortions, and cults.... let's remember that some do survive/escape and take care of those around us just as much as we like to take care of overseas.

My prayer is that we look inside ourselves and look at our "checks and balances" before we pass conclusions and judgements. That we will care about those around us and in our communities, that we question every once and a while when things are a little "to good", and that those of us who follow Jesus Christ and believe in God ... that we will take care of the least of these and be His hands and feet.

May you all be blessed in the life that you live and know that you are treasured.

(Photo: Jonestown by Liv Irene on flickr...if you have not heard of this Nov.18,1978 story please stop by: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27743208/ and read the whole story plus the video launches there.)

Can you ever find the words????

In days of past and the days to come I find that the word "LOVE" is over run with words that are empty . I am just as guilty for the over use of the word. "Love" seems to have lost it's luster in so many cases... the degrees of "love" vary too.

I wish that my "user friendly vocabulary" was broader than what it is currently. There are so many other words in the world that are better at describing what we see, feel, smell, and think than what we tend to rely on. Even now while writing here, I need to bounce words off of a friend..... my mind simply goes blank with options unless I hear it. I don't mean to be lazy in my speech it's just I don't hear, see, or quite frankly think of the other words. I have noticed I don't read much variety either.

So... what do we do? I am learning to use my thesaurus more and yet cringe at the possible "fake" intellect it may portray. How, in a society where "That's Hot" is common place for "That is exquisite" or "You look absolutely, devastatingly beautiful" , are we to encourage more clarity and variety in our words with out sounding pompous? To clear away the apathy of limited vocabulary use will undoubtedly take effort and quite possibly a verbal revolution.

Do you think our society has simply become "comfortable" or is it sheer laziness .... maybe it's the fear of using something uncommon. Who knows it's just my observation... what other words can describe the white hot passion I feel for my husband.. or the amazing bliss I feel sipping on the sweet warm comfort from my favorite coffee paradise? And how do you put it into conversation with out sounding like a nut? Not the hard shell variety ... not like a mad person or someone that is pompous and talks down to others around them ... I would just like to use more words to better describe what I am thinking. I would enjoy a larger well used verbal dictionary/thesaurus of my own tongues If any one has suggestions

I would love

... no I would RELISH in hearing them.

Thank you for reading the mad libs of this born to the wrong era alien. (though I do love the life I live. :) )

(photo by: MorBCN on flicker ... thank you for such an fantastic photo. If there were only more storefronts like this. :))

"My Momma Always Says"

Have you ever thought about those things your mom always says??


My mom has her voice permanently recorded in my mind and let me just say it has encouraged, reprimanded, and saved my tukas from some really tricky decisions that could have gone really bad. Add that to the "still quiet voice" of the Lord and ya gotta wonder if He made hers repeat simply because I didn't hear Him the first time around. ;)


I love my mom and I have actually recorded her voice because I realize the truth of it all ...she won't be around forever and I will miss hearing it when she is partying with Jesus. She is young and vibrant but I can't imagine my life without her. One of the things she has said for a large portion of my life is this simple, sweet little ditty...
"Keep a Song in your Heart, a Dance at your Feet, and a Smile on your Face... because You make this world a better place. Remember God made You for this time and this place with purpose and love."


She says it to my sister as well. This is her encouragement to us to not let the chaos of the world or daily tasks bring us down or veer our eyes from the only One who can see the big picture and has it all figured out.... not to mention we are "why?" girls. "Why this time and this place... are you sure you put me in the right time period?" "He created you with purpose and love for this specific time and place giving you exactly what you need."


I've recently started sharing that little ditty with others. People I don't know necessarily but God put it on my heart to share. it is a blessing when I have the opportunity to hear or see their reactions because it shows how legacies are made. I wonder if sometimes we forget that we are a Living Legacy.


The honest truth is that most of the time I do wake with a song in my heart... and if you know me you know I have to have a little dance in everything I do... and my smile is my signature. She may not have had a mom that was tender and loving like her ...or really a childhood that we would wish on any innocence... but she has amazing Love and a faith stronger than her own "wild stallion" will. So that little ditty has now become part of the Legacy she lives and it travels to other places to touch other hearts drawing them in to the Arms of Love that are always open for all of those He has created.



What are some of the things that your momma, daddy, grandma, gramps have said to you that encourage and bring you hope in the darker days?



She has always told us we were made for her... to save her... but I have to say... She was made specifically for us (me and my blessed sister) and brought us to the one who Saves. :)
me and my 1st best friend. :)

Hear Ye Here Ye! I call all friends to Go on a Visit

I have written another Guest post on Zany Life + Crazy Faith . Go an check it out! Plus there are tons of fantastic collaborations for this fun journey through the National holidays of November. ;) Please hangout, read, collect your treasures and Leave a Comment. :) I'll have more coming in a day or so... things are a little crazy right now. :) Thank you all for your comment love and such amazing encouragement. :)

A moment on Faith....

I've been thinking considerably about "faith" today.

I'm in constant wonder about how to explain what I cannot see but know to the core of me to be true. The only word we have is "faith" to describe it yet that word alone is thrown around so often that I'm not certain we really have a complete understanding of the vitality and depth of this word. ( Faith: belief without proof....other words delegated to faith are: loyalty, fidelity, trust)

People ask me how do I get through different paths of my journey or how my mom survived her childhood and became the vivacious woman with such love she is today and I often say it was the our faith... knowing that there is a God greater than our circumstances and who sees the bigger picture. The fact that we believe without seeing and have no doubt that He is there. Though our "natural" tools to solve such matter fail us we know it will all work itself out.

Currently, this chapter of my life has such trials and tribulations but such amazing joy too. There are victories amidst the striking blows and joys in the tears. Such course of drama in any book would lead you to a natural course of ending. However, my chapter has just begun and I know the writer, so I expect the unexpected simply due to my faith.

My faith is much like the wind... faith is often described as such as well... you cannot see it but you see it's affects and you feel it. That is the beauty because over the written pages of my life I have seen the "wind" disperse grand floods of "rain" which is my description of the rejuvenating and restoring grace that has blanketed my life.

As faith is belief without proof , maybe it would be good to also understand proof. Proof leads to evidence and evidence is the result of having something tangible (from my understanding and perspective.) I have proof of my Faith in God as far as there is result of a creation however in circumstances the results show themselves much later. During the process it is walking in blind faith at times and resting in what I know to be true.

I think everyday we all live by faith and we don't really think about it. We have faith that when we go to sleep we will awaken. We have faith that when we sit the chair will hold our weight. We have faith our appendages will work when we send the signal from our brain without a nano second thought. But what happens when they don't .... most lose hope or trust. So the essence of living in all out Faith is still having it when the the house of cards fall.

I never said faith was easy. But I can't imagine living without it. I think without it I may survive but I would never truly live. Every step would be a question rather than a stride with hope there is something underneath my confident step. Confidence... that is the blessing of faith. No more cause to question with fear or insecurity just encouragement to keep moving forward. To be encouraged is "to cause; to be in" courage. Interesting don't you think that such a simple word as faith leads to much bigger things than the depleting degrade of stepping into fear and uncertainty.

Faith... much deeper and stronger everyday I wake. Today... I thought considerably about faith and turns out.. I'm very blessed that I have such encouragement.

May you be blessed today and encouraged. :) Just think how you don't question the littlest of things because of a little bit of faith. :)

(just a note... pictures that I have not given credit to such as this one are taken by me. :) )

Dark Chocolate & Almonds day (a real national holiday for Novemeber 7th)

A Case for Dark Chocolate-Almonds

All I can say is...
((with hand raised))
Hello. My name is Jeanette, and I am a Chocoholic.

My love affair with chocolate and nuts began at an early age. The first time I snuck a piece of yummy goodness out of my mom's purse and ingested its sweet ecstasy, I knew I would be hooked for life. Yes...I said I snuck it from my mom.

I come from a long line of Chocoholics. Secretly we hide, our overwhelming fixation on this semi-sweet goodness, in the "seedy" spaces of overnighters and romantic movie nights. While lurking around in cushy-cozy slippers, comfy sweats, and oversize sweatshirts, we wrap up our hair in frumpy (but bomb dig, sassy sexy) pony tails, illuminating the night with candlelight and hide in massive chairs and plum blankets while we generously ingest crunchy nuts and warm smooth delicious intoxication covering red ripe strawberries. In some cases, we are caught enabling others in their intense obsession, accompanied by liquid forms of both almonds and chocolate (I shall leave the rest to your own suitable imagination).

My own enslavement has embraced me, in the heightened sensitivity and euphoria of the nutritive affects, during the relaxing comfort of aromatic bubble baths. While I understand that I am bent on such a luxury in simple forms, I do not find a need to rid my self of such treasured joys.

Hello...my name is Jeanette, and I am Chocoholic especially accompanied by Almonds!

Thank you for listening to my irrational musings of such seductive sweetness! :)

Here are some fantastic facts that should push this partnership to the top of the food chain.

Almonds:

• provide essential fats and proteins
• used as alternative medicine
• aromatherapy
• practically no carbohydrates...great for flour
• safe for diabetics
• gluten free
• 1 cup of almond flour contains only 20 grams of carbs. and 10 of those grams is dietary fiber
• helps with movement of food through the colon
• helps complexion
• helps fight cancer
• reduces bad cholesterol
• nutritive for the brain and nervous system said to induce high intellectual levels and longevity
• anti-inflammatory, immunity boosting, and anti-hepatotoxicity effects
• almond oil extracted via cold press is considered an aphrodisiac when used in massage oils and also internally consumed
  
  

Dark Chocolate:

• provide Antioxidants reducing formation of free radicals
• links to serotonin levels in the brain
• theobromine...a stimulant
• amino acids
• caffeine
• circulatory benefits...can lower bloodpressure when eaten in moderation
• alkaloids...psychological effects in humans...toxic for cats and dogs
• aphrodisiac...resulting in heightened sensitivity and euphoria

(photo provided by daveleb on flickr...thank you! I posted this on zany life + crazy faith as well. Go take a look at some other fantastically ridiculous actual national holidays and thoughts from others. :) )

Step upon the open road

I stand before an open road

taking a moment, looking back

upon the choice and different paths

fading into black.

Down that road I cannot go

there is no real point.

You cannot change your yesterdays.

You learn, take note and employ

healthier understanding and purposeful steps

to draw you closer to the place

of understanding the regrets.

All the paths,

good and bad,

can teach us much

about where we've come from

where we're heading

and who we are to become.

For in those trials,

joys,

and affliction

we draw deeper to the one who guides the way

showing us the richness of who we are

using all the roads to bring us to the gratification of today.

The gratefulness

that nothing is left without purpose.

Forgiveness and healing has been made.

Now we get up, move forward

on the new untraveled roads of today.

No longer searching

for the easiest way

packing up the lessons

of yesterday.

I place them in my nap sack

and step toward the unknown.

I step upon the open road.

--jeanette mayhew

musings of another such traveler....

ROAD LESS TRAVELED

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh,I kept the first for another day!
Yet,knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
--Robert Frost

Tonight I prayed for our President....

...as tonight is a national historic event. We are in a place of opportunity to trust in the Lord and what He has known would be taking place before we did. This is not the man I voted for but he is my president. I will choose to respect and honor the men and their families that God has put into power for the United States of America and pray for them fervently. (Romans 13) There are definitely beautiful things in the moment... our 1st African-American President partnered with a man of European descent. That voice of the people actually rising in roaring waves. The moment is breath taking. What also takes my breath away is understanding what is to come. The ideals spoken of today may not be met in this life however I know the most beautiful and truest of ideals will be met in the Eternal life. I am not going to fret because the Almighty ... Lord of Lords is in complete control and his purpose and plan is all that matters. Now is time to act with purpose and truly be the hands and feet of Jesus Christ... not big mouths screaming regret at the top of our lungs. For the people of this world are listening and watching intently. This is our time to show the Light to the world with out blinding them or burning. He may not have been my choice but God has allowed him to be my President and I will honor what God is doing. Let us unite in Love ... they will know that we are Christians by our Love. If we choose to step out as Christ did listening to the hearts of the people we will learn their needs and heart desires. I would have to say by tonight's events .... They want true Change and they are weary. They are hungry and need to be fed. They are tired of the Status Quo. So it is time for us to show what it means to truly be Christ followers. Please read your scripture carefully. It wasn't picketing and protest it was acts of love and listening. We need to build an A.R.K. ( act of random kindness). So, now that I have stated my case I pray that you too will pray for our president and those going into power and the people of this world.

"Dear Precious El Roi ( God who sees),

I know that you see the new chapter in which our country is writing. I am blessed that we have such a mix of culture in our White House office. I thank you that I live in a country where we still have at this moment freedom and opportunity. May we use it to trust in You and act according to your will, reaching the world with truth in love for You. I pray for President Barak Obama and Vice President Joe Biden and their families. I pray that where your Holy Spirit resides that wisdom, truth and prayer seeking Your Will will rise. I pray that they will seek to hear Your Voice and Wisdom in decisions they make... not the bottom line. I pray your protection over the families especially the children that will be growing up in the White House. I pray for the people of our country to see the blessings we have garnered are from your providential hand as we Honor you. May we as your followers truly be like you and draw people to you as we listen, instead of pushing them farther away by our mouths. Father, I trust in you and know that your good and perfect will is taking place even when we don't always understand. I love you and thank you for hearing my heart. In the precious name of my savior Christ Jesus I ask these things. Amen."

Tonight I prayed for our president.

I've Decided to be a Canary...

I sat with my sweet Adonai today and did my devotions which have not kept in habit(except in times of struggle or suffering... because it is then that I see that I am famished) and He is taking the time peeling away the layers I don't need.

That is what this time is about. Learning to trust Him more than I do anyone else and embracing the gracious love He has for me. It is a growing and learning time with the breaking of unhealthy tendencies and repaving of ruts in the road of my mind (Romans 12:2 > "Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and prove what God's will is-- his good, pleasing and perfect will.") For that I am grateful and truly blessed. I have found true comfort, peace (that surpasses all understanding), and hope. I have joy.

The devotion today was out of Streams in the Desert by L.B. Cowman a collection of daily devotional readings. It resonated with my soul and there are a few quotes I found very enlightening... intriguing pictures as well.

"...an excitable horse that will not calmly submit to its bridle only strangles itself. And a high-spirited animal that is restless in it's yoke only bruises its own shoulders."

"No calamity will ever bring only evil to us, if we will immediately take it in fervent prayer to God."

(my own emphasis in the italics)

"...it is through our trials and afflictions that God gives us fresh revelations of Himself."

(all quotes and devotion written by Nathaniel William Taylor)

There was also a sweet reference in regards to an analogy that Laurence Sterne ( a minister and author of the 18th century). He penned in regards to the difference between a restless starling and a submissive canary. The starling broke it's wing flying in to the cage bars continually crying "I can't get out! I can't get out!I can't get out!" The canary sat on its perch and sang songs that surpassed the beauty of those of a lark that soared freely to the very gates of heaven.

I have decided I would really like to be a canary. :)

(pictures in this post are: journal pic by JohnAlthouseCohen and canary picture by Floridapfe on flickr. Thank you for sharing your talent with us. :) )

Sitting in my Abba's Chair

I sat at the Lord's feet today
Enjoying my daily bread
And as I feasted generously
This is what He said:



"My Child, My beloved, your care is mine
There is no fear,anxiety or no need to hide.

I've treasured our moments,
this time with you and I.
Please do not forget,
You need this quiet time.

You lose yourself in the people
yet your heart I know is mine.
So while we sit
nourishing a bit
I'ld like you to hear the heart of Mine.
Tuck into your sweet memory
the freedom and rest you have now.
You are not ment to carry
such heavy burdens alone
and "fix the world".
That is my job dear one.
My plans intwined, detailed, and not clearly understood.

So as you are nurished
being rebuilt in your heart and soul,
Remember what these moments are like
so you do not go out Alone.

This is my plan for you everyday
To sit with me and sup'.
Then WE will strike out together
Reaching the world in Love.

Your Security, Strength and Value
will not lose it's way.
For the One who has sanctified you
Will remind you each moment of your day.

So remember, My dear, how this feels
How truly effortless it is
To sit right here in your Creator's lap
Recieving all I have to give.
I love you."

So in the moments
when life becomes
simply to much to bare
Ask yourself
"Have I eaten to day?
Have I rested in my Abba's chair?"

He is there with you in each new step,
for Him they are old.
For He is now and will forever be
The beginning and end, the one who Created your Soul.

You are Loved.--- 11/04/08 jeanette mayhew

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This poem came bubbling out of my heart as a bubbling brook created as the clean winter melts from the mountain tops.

(picture "Chair under tree" by emile on flickr)

Change is in the air...

autumn leaves fall to the ground and the air varies from crisp to drenching down pours. I have decided to do some changes here as well. I hope that you like the new layout and find the distribution cleaner. For those who are visiting for the first time Hello! I hope that you take time to visit some of my other treasures. :)

("Autumn Ride" is such a beautiful picture by Ming Chai from flickr)