Today, I have the opportunity to share online with hundreds or maybe thousands of mommas. I get to pass along who and what inspires me in my life. Find more at www.momheart.org about one of the many blessings of my recent trip to Uganda.
Would you consider today whom it is that inspires you. When you leave this person's presence you feel encouraged, refreshed, equipped, and finally inspired to go and do great things yourself.
If you do not have anyone presently inspiring you to greatness, would you ask the Father today to send someone your way to love and inspire you.
Then steady yourself because your world just might be turned upside down!
Love, Pam
"Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him." John 7:38
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Monday, 12 November 2012
For when you've done all you know to do and it still hurts
I know when I am under the weather, everything emotional is magnified. So I am trying to keep things in perspective.
However, today is a grief filled day. Not sure if it's because rain and leaves are falling. The trees are dying to winter. Could be because it's Veteran's Day. Although, my Grandfather's service is way before my time, I am mature enough to take in that countless lives have been given so I can write today in freedom.
I have done all I know to do to combat the grief. I have spent last night and this morning subduing my home....that is bringing it to productivity. I have moved furniture, swept, dusted....some...put away and thrown away.
Both last night and this morning I cooked home goodness for my boys, sweet neighbor Debbie, and John's friends who stayed overnight. Last night we had Santa Fe Soup and this morning scrambled eggs, pork chops, oven baked potatoes mixed with sweet peppers, and cinnamon sugar toast.
I even remembered to return the redbox movie.
I purposefully DID NOT listen to sad music, run the six month movie in my head of my once in a lifetime love, or dredge up memories of our last day or his sudden death.
Yet in spite of my best intentions, my body is filled with loss this day.
All I know is that what I cling to today is:
Come to me all ye who are weary and heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
I need a lighter burden......
However, today is a grief filled day. Not sure if it's because rain and leaves are falling. The trees are dying to winter. Could be because it's Veteran's Day. Although, my Grandfather's service is way before my time, I am mature enough to take in that countless lives have been given so I can write today in freedom.
I have done all I know to do to combat the grief. I have spent last night and this morning subduing my home....that is bringing it to productivity. I have moved furniture, swept, dusted....some...put away and thrown away.
Both last night and this morning I cooked home goodness for my boys, sweet neighbor Debbie, and John's friends who stayed overnight. Last night we had Santa Fe Soup and this morning scrambled eggs, pork chops, oven baked potatoes mixed with sweet peppers, and cinnamon sugar toast.
I even remembered to return the redbox movie.
I purposefully DID NOT listen to sad music, run the six month movie in my head of my once in a lifetime love, or dredge up memories of our last day or his sudden death.
Yet in spite of my best intentions, my body is filled with loss this day.
All I know is that what I cling to today is:
Come to me all ye who are weary and heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
I need a lighter burden......
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