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All to often too many people are looking for God in far away places, whilst His wonders can be seen around us. Man may have been banned from Gan Eden, not living in a Royal Garden any more, but the Divine Creator still lets mankind feel and see what could be part of his living world.
Sources, streams, rivers, flowers and trees bear witness to His Glory.
This weekend, as you are reading this, I am camping with my church family. I have been looking forward to this for weeks because this is my first vacation from my job since September.
Some people hate the outdoors, but even though I grew up in the suburbs, I have always had a deep connection with nature. The outdoors has been my quiet space to think and get out of my normal activities;It is the place I go to relax and it is also one of the few places I feel closest to God.
God created everything around us, including ourselves and the people around us. He made a beautiful garden for the first people to enjoy and live in. While they did not last in the garden God created, the beauty in nature has never gone away. Nowadays, some people have to search hard and long for a place…
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In life many may feel the pulling down of the quicksand and do not know where to stretch-out their hand. Though in the desert or in the dark, in the nothingness there is always The It, The I Am Who Is, The I Am that I am, and The I Am Who Makes. Without This Spirit we may be lost in desert storms. But seeing His hand stretching out to us in the darkness we may find the right persons around us and see the right direction indicators on the many roads laid out in front of us.
When we believe in our greatness our legs will be long enough to stay out of the mud, our body long enough to peek out over all the debris, our arms long enough to reach out through the masses and to give a hand to that person who is worth it to be given a hand. floating in the grains of sand, seeing thousands of stars, we shall see the other light, breaking darkness. In the skies, in the by darkness hidden colours we shall find inspiration and be able to follow our dreams.
Though the ways we do have to face, the paths we do have to walk and cross may look like a hollow, burden us down with weight, we are able to find the lightness of the incredible … the unbelievable … and that is why so many refuse to see the Light Which is shining in front of us.
With the right partner we can do a lot. With the focus on the right I Am, we can do even more.
- The I Am to explore
- Comic: The Last Time I Felt Accepted For Who I Am
- little i
- The world starts with yourself
- Be realistic, do not pretend
- Be Kinder to Yourself
- Believe in yourself!
- Believe in your greatness
- Find Inspiration and Follow Your Dreams
- There can only be hope when there is a will to be and say “I am”
- I Am (bashabifraser.com)
I killed myself with a bottle of barbiturates. In the glowering half-light of a late autumn evening I departed this world, taking my crushed soul with me, leaving that shell behind, that ‘perfect’, flawlessly made up shell. Into the moonlight I dissolved, taking my bedroom secrets of Mr President and Sinatra with me. The wind whipping my baby doll like something from the Seven Year Itch, stinging my cheeks, causing my heavily mascara-burdened eyes to water. Hey, the world was a great place with me in it, but I couldn’t handle it anymore. Somewhere between Niagara and Some Like It Hot I discovered I was the wrong person; morphed into the ‘dumb-blonde’, ‘the shape’ that was on-screen. And I didn’t like it, any of it. Not one little bit. The pressure of the façade, the strain, the feeling of being in the passenger-seat watching my life unfold before me. It was too fast — spiralling out of control, out of my control. So I stopped it, slowed things down and took control. On that night my stardom grew, my legacy became esteemed, honoured; my name was on everyone’s lips. On that night I became a legend. No more was I Norma Jean Baker with the hand me down clothes and copper curls; that halo of innocence, mediocrity and anonymity – the good days. My name would mean something now. I would be remembered, revered. I was sacrosanct.
- acceptare (magdalenawolak.wordpress.com)
don’t tell me your hopes or dreams
don’t show me the colour of your eyes,
expecting and wanting this drowning
because I can’t swim and don’t want to learn it now.
- Patient Waiting (franciscanflowers.wordpress.com)
Be in the moment, the future is not yours yet.
Keep heart open, ears alert.
Be positive in waiting, joyful in spirit.
Love your life as is, don’t wish for what is not.
Be ready and willing, whatever I send.
Reach out and upward, slow to judge, rich in kindness.
- Fragility Part II: The Truth (fillefrancofun.wordpress.com)
The truth is that while I can at times separate my body and mind and heart, I can’t do it forever. My heart wants to love and be loved, and my body would prefer that too.
My mind is just, well, afraid.
I can’t do this anymore
Living this way
This path, this walk, this hollow
Burden me down with weight
I’m sinking already
Drowned in quicksand
Built from your decisions
Struggling for release
Having been told time will help
Finding that time is only pulling me further below
Grab my hand, run
Pull me out, fast
Without you I might just, fall
Grab my hand, run
Pull me out, fast
With you, there might be something more