Covered

When I am cold, I like to cover myself with the warmth of my down blanket.

When I'm hot, I like to be covered in...not much.

When I am happy, I feel secure, covered by my loved one's arms.

When I am sad, angry, frustrated...I am covered by a sheet of irritating burlap. Or so it seems.

When my heart has been broken, I am covered with heavy, black grief.

No matter what happens in life, what the feelings or happenings are, I believe I am always covered in God's love and mercy. It is always beautiful.

Just when I think I've seen enough beauty for one day, I discover more. Not just physical beauty but inward, hidden beauty. And just when I think I've seen enough rotten behavior or rottenness in general, I see more! My appreciation for what is real and true grows every day. I love the fact that God can see the most hidden. I have asked the Lord to show me what needs to go; what should be flushed out of me. He has been honoring my request fairly obviously. At times I am distressed by how fleshly, selfishly driven I am. Then an inward event takes place and I experience how awesome the Lord is! Suddenly I feel as inwardly beautiful as how my daughter looks in her blue gown. Sparkling with a joy and energy that can only come from ONE source, I am able to take on the day with a clear and truthful perspective! How do you deal with rottenness in your life?

Shadow of a Gown, Mystery of Godliness

The truth is that here is a gown. I know it is there and who is in it. I know that the vision is quite lovely. All you know is that the gown is aqua and has layers and is sparkly. The shadow on the floor gives it a mysterious, whispy touch. You can assume anything you want about the gown, the wearer, the shadow. Only I and the wearer know the truth about what the whole gown looks like and how the wearer looks in it. You just have to trust me with that and believe me.

So many people refuse to believe that God is real. I know He is real and that His spirit lives in me. I know He is Truth and because of that, I am free. I don't have to accept any guilty sinner bullets because every bit of that was taken care of at the cross. I don't have to take false accusations from twisted minded people either; that's for my Lord to handle. He knows my heart. He knows what I look like and how He looks through me. I don't need to make Him look good. He already does. I just need to let that come through. He's more than the shadow on the floor, more than the gown, more than the wearer of the finest outfit.

"He was manifested in the flesh,
vindicated by the Spirit,
seen by angels
proclaimed among the nations,
believed on in the world,
taken up in glory."
1 Timothy 3:16

White as...

not snow! Choosing to look at things again from the same perspective or from a different perspective is how life stays interesting. A sequin on a gown looks more brilliant in the glow of the sun. A tree flower is pretty whether you look at it with the sun behind it or in front of it. A blob of mold can be facsinating, especially when you look past it and notice that duck face looking thing that formed in the chile peppers! A person looks a certain way after getting out of bed in the morning and then, hopefully much better after getting a bit dolled up for the day! A Bible passage looks one way when you first read it, then has deeper meaning when you study the original language and the context of the passage. What am I like? Physically, my scars disappear when I am in soft sunlight. They glare at me in the bathroom mirror under the bulbs. Spiritually, I am learning to let the Holy Spirit flood my being with His light so that even with the personality and gifts He gave me, He shines in me! My desire is to fully allow His white light to glow from me, not literally of course, but in a way that my behavior is all about Him. Naturally, I am a selfish person. Supernaturally, I am... white as snow. In His perspective, anyway!

Grandchildren are....

the crown of the aged...

I do not feel aged, but compared to a child, I suppose I may look and even act aged! I have been gifted with children and grandchildren and would probably die if any one of them was taken from me. They have filled my life with suprises, laughter, hope, beauty, curiosity, realization, spiritual stretch marks and many reasons to be on my knees in prayer! I adore them! This adoration makes me see God's love. His love for them is so much greater, I could never properly explain it. He knows and does what is best for us and I feel so thoroughly blessed that he chose me to be the mother and grammy to these precious people!