CAUTION! Falling and shifting paradigms. Enter at your own risk!

I have typed up 7 next posts. S.E.V.E.N. and have deleted every one of them. (Two of them had killer titles, too. Man)

SO, here’s my question for you – what are YOUR questions, if any, now that I’m sent us all **shwloop**-ing? (whimsy’s onomatopoeia for having our paradigms shifted.)

Violent Women Take It By Force!

He was tiny, he was beautiful and he was her’s!  Nine months she had carried this precious bundle and now he was finally here.  Daily he grew, she nurtured him and delighted in the changes he was making.  But, each night, as she went to sleep, she pondered and wept over the surely imminent demise of this sweet, small miracle at her breast.

“Oh Lord, hear the cry of your daughter! Save the life of my son.  Lord, what this man is doing is evil in Your sight – help me be strong Lord, that not only may the life of my son be saved, but the evil plans of this man be destroyed!”  As she slept, the Holy Spirit, gently began weaving a dream…a dream of weaving and pitch…and a hope was born.  The hope of a redeemer!  This mother, in a basket of reeds and pitch took the Kingdom by force!

What is required of you, woman of God?

(MUST read Pre-answer answer first…please?)

When I was little (probably 8-ish), my grandparents took me to a big circus.  (Which is silly, considering clowns scare me …but I digress)  I remember the cotton candy, the peanuts, the elephants and….the poodles.  They were jumping through hoops.  Hoops of FIRE, no less.  I was shocked and horrified and thoroughly furious at what ever dope ever thought that DOGS should jump through hoops of F.I.R.E.!!!

After the circus, Grandpa suggested we go walk around “back stage” and ~GASP~ there was the dog trainer. (cue “bad guy” music)  “Hi folks, did you enjoy the show?”  I was polite, but I assure you the air was frozen with the depth of my fury. He gave me a rather odd look and said, “Did you like the dog show?”  “No.”  (succinct, but still…almost polite)  “Really, why not?”  BOOOM! The dam burst forth and out it all rushed, “How could you do that?  Don’t you know that those are somebody’s DOGS?  That’s fire and that could hurt them and and and and and….”   (I will mention here, that a) my grandparents never did understand me, I think I was always just a bit of a disappointment to them b) looking back I can’t believe I said the things I did and c) I’m a dog person and d)the dog trainer was slightly bemused, as well as amused.)  When the diatribe had been spent – he gently turned me around and allowed me to see that the poodles were jumping through the hoops on their own.  They liked it!  WHAT?!!  They MUST have burned any living brain cells while they were jumping through the fire, because everyone KNOWS dogs don’t like hoops!  But they did.  To this day, I have one thing to say about this story…..

Pre-Answer Answer

You DID keep up with that,right?  Good.       If you did not see, in the previous post, I am feeling the weight of the responsibility I have here, to answer you well and with Godly content and sound Biblical answers.  I am not complaining, that’s not it at all, I just want to make certain that when I face Father, I do not cringe when I remember what I shared with you here.  In light of that, I need to share with you a bit about who I am and how I see Father.

What kind of list do you have? A “can’t do” or a “to do”?

You know what? You can’t do all the things that are in your day. You can’t. You may be smart, you may be strong, but you simply can’t do them. You can’t do the laundry, keep up with the baby, read to the children, run after the dog, keep the sidewalks shoveled, sort through the game closet and make dinner. You can’t direct your home school. You can’t love your children or your husband. You can’t remember to call your friend or send that birthday card. You can’t do it.

Ok, lunch is on me!

Uh…not literally on me….although, having held Booger Baby after dinner, dinner IS on me.

99 Wonderful blogs on the roll, 99 wonderful blogs

You read from one and when you’re done….98 wonderful blogs on the roll.

This weekend, I played “blog-ball” again. I was amazed and blessed richly by the incredible diversity – and non- wisdom, humor and all around delightful women of God I found in my journey.

Thank you ~

 

Praise the LORD!  Praise the LORD from the heavens;
Praise Him in the heights! Praise Him, sun and moon;
Praise Him, all stars of light!
Praise Him, highest heavens,
 And the waters that are above the heavens!
Let them praise the name of the LORD,
For He commanded and they were created.
Praise the LORD from the earth,
 Sea monsters and all deeps;
Fire and hail, snow and clouds;
Stormy wind, fulfilling His word;
Let them praise the name of the LORD,
For His name alone is exalted;
His glory is above earth and heaven.

I only have eyes for Ewe

One set of our spiritual parents went to the Holy Land for their anniversary. They had longed to go for many years, and finally they were able to go. (This was such a precious gift from Father, because within 18 mo, the wife had passed away! Truly our Lord was gracious to allow them this longed for, much dreamt about trip!)

Choosing the good portion….

(If you are coming here first, may I please request that you go back and read the post before this one? I think you will find it to be more helpful if you do, as this is really the continuation of “Distracted with much serving.”)

The year before last, we went to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan for our family consecration time. We splashed (read: my TOE only!!) in Lake Superior, we thawed out enjoyed the sauna, we found waterfalls and took pictures for days. But the one thing that we did that has been most remembered was take a trip to a copper mine.

We were able to ride down into the “guts” of the mine, see the physical endurance and strength needed to perform this task, called mining. We watched how the miners would work to draw the riches of the mines, the copper, out to be processed.