It’s The Little Things That Make Life A Big Deal October 20, 2007

Gosh, I hope my last post hasn’t come off as all depressing and sad. I am really happy. Really. And today has been a real interesting day in terms of gratitude. I think the more you are thankful for what you have, the more you are blessed …and continue to be blessed.

What has happened so far today is proof that there is a God and that He does love unconditionally! And those events are nothing huge, mind you…little things like waking up in a comfortable home that is heated while outside, the skies are dark and gray and it’s beating down rain. Having coffe klatch with my neighbors before going off and starting our days. Little things like having only $75 to spend on groceries and getting everything I needed for $74.86. Like having Stephanie, the gal I rent from, stop by just to say hello and I happened to have had a money order for her for next month’s rent. (Whew, six more weeks of not worrying about house payments! YES!)

I have been so giddy all day long, I am like the school child kicking her feet under the sheets the night before Christmas just to release some nervous energy.

And tonight, I am spending the evening with my girlfriends watching chick flicks and gabbing it up.

Life is good!

P.S. And just as I finished this post, I looked out the window at my car. There on the windsheild was a CostPlus bag, something from World Market. I went out to see what it was, and inside was a jumbo-sized package of Flake (Irish chocolate bars.) Hmmm…..God is Great!

Bon Apetit October 19, 2007

Have you noticed how after you hear a word or phrase for the first time, you start to hear it over and over again in various conversations? Well, this happened to me the other day. Only, I have heard the Word before. It just seems like this time, the Word keeps appearing in increasing frequencies, to the point I find myself seeking It out at every opportunity.

I look back on the days after my marriage to Doug ended (yesterday would have been our 10 year wedding anniversary) and I remember reading the Psalms everynight before I went to sleep, closing my eyes with the feeling Christ Himself had rocked me to sleep. I don’t know what happened to this routine or the feeling. Perhaps He fell asleep.  Or maybe I haven’t woken up from my slumber.

I just know this feeling started to occur after I sold my favorite Bible at a yard sale. This was somewhat accidental…I didn’t realize it had been put out with my other books until a nice lady asked how much I wanted for it. At first I balked, but an inner voice told me she needed it more than I did at this time, not to worry, I’ll get another Bible to replace this one. So I sold it to her for $1.  That was four years ago; I haven’t read the Bible since.

I am hungry for some faith right now, something solid in my life, something steady. I think God hears the hunger rumbles and is reaching out to me. I think He inserts Himself into my daily conversations because He is trying to wake me up. I liken this situation I am experiencing to the one of being a kid and waking up to the smell of bacon and pancakes on Saturday morning (mmm…that hasn’t happened in a very long time. That sounds so delicious right about now! I am so hungry, I would devour every last morsel of that hearty and rich breakfast.)

Yes, that sounds so delicious right about now.

God, I need You.

Drab to Delightful in 4, 3, 2… October 6, 2007

Orange.

Orange and brown.

Orange and brown and yellow, and a small hint of green.

And some red. As in firey red leaves on the maple trees. I love the colors of this season, and Kerri said it pretty gosh darn well. I have to agree that October is also my favorite time of year.

As I was driving home the other day, I was staring at the washed out gray skies, when suddenly -and seemingly out of no-where- appeared a tree, all aflame with bright orange, brown, red and yellow leaves. That vision-the stark contrast of bright tree against the dreary sky-woke me up out of my zombie-like-state. I swear, it was just two weeks ago everything was a lush green, and I smiled as I thought to myself how beautiful this was…and how perfect that God would make the skies gray in the fall because its the best backdrop for the works of art He exhibits during this season.

There is a certain grandeur about fall, the rich colors and textures and the sharp crispness in the air that seem to heighten my sense of appreciation for everything I have, have accomplished and for the loved ones in my life.  I pause and reflect on just how appropriate it is that I feel most thankful during this time, more so than any other season of the year. Yes, more so than at Christmas and winter holidays; more so than during the fresh starts of spring. More so than in the carefree throes of summer.

And I can’t thank God enough for the little orbs in my head that can see the oranges and yellows and rich browns of the season.

Interpretations September 27, 2007

Have you ever had one of those days when you just throw out questions to the Universe, and It answers you almost  immediately? Well, I have been having one of those weeks.

Seriously, God is speaking to me and I know this time I have to listen.

I had a dream the other day in which my boss, the owner of the company for which I work~and a multi-millionaire~, asked me if he could borrow $20. At first I interpreted this as a sign that the company is going down. Later I realized, at the suggestion of a great friend, that this might actually mean I am to become more wealthy than my boss.

And if I am to believe that, I need to pay attention to the little signals I am receiving everyday telling me to do things a little bit differently. I am not sure exactly what this may entail, but I do know I have been trying too hard lately, that if “it is meant to be, it will happen,” and that whenever I try to force MY will, things end up on a sour note.

So, back to the questions…last night, He spoke to me through Wendi. The other day He spoke to me through Jeff. Today, He sang to me on the radio. And mind you, the questions I have been asking are completely rhetorical; for the most part I know the answers already. Whenever He answers, though, I know I must act. I have not been willing to do so lately, but I know better.

Who’s this new guy, Craig Fergusen? July 19, 2007

I have nothing clever or witty to report. I am up late, waiting for my towels to wash so I can throw them in the dryer before I go to bed. Jay, Jimmy and David are all vying for my attention. Right now, David is winning. I’m not sure who it is, but some cool new musician is performing on his show.

Ooo, I do have something to report…my psychic premonitions are back. I think because I started taking the Pill, my hormones are all out of whack and I am having a difficult time adjusting. So, anyway my psychic premonitions were back in full force this morning. I thought about my little brother early this a.m. and when I checked my email at nine o’clock, guess whose name was in my inbox? And…as I was getting dressed for work, I “saw” that Stephanie had on her cute brown capri’s with the aqua pinstripe and an aqua colored top. When I arrived at the office, that is what she was wearing…

I am not crazy. I do not believe I am psychic. It only happens with my loved ones, and it is never anything of great importance. Every once in awhile I will have a passing thought about them, and then stuff like this happens.

Silly me. I am so tired right now, I shouldn’t be writing. It’s like drinking and driving…I am bound to hurt someone.
So with that, I will log off here and call it good for now.
Goodnight.