Sometimes God is moving in so many ways in my life, I can hardly keep up it seems! He so loves each of us and desires for us to grow...more like Him...more in knowledge of Him. And sometimes, I just wanna be me...what I mean is....focused on me and MY wants. MY preceived needs. What I WANT...you know, gimme, gimme, gimme oh and then I'll be happy, God! This is a story of what God did in me very recently. It is transparent, vulnerable to put it here but what I wrote here was written the day after all that took place, and posting it here is a monument to Daddy God and His amazing grace. Be blessed. - Jeanette

This weekend He had me do something I thought I would never do. In fact, when it was first brought up, I truly almost physically vomited. But God has a way of talking and correcting with gentle love...and 24 hours later He had me seeing it His way...My mom and I, well...we've had issues. He's shown me her and how she got the way she is and has been...but it still doesn't take away the anger, rage and almost a hate that revisits even though I have thought I've forgiven her. Talking with her this week on the phone...she asked me to come up to cut her toenails. She is 84 and has three hip replacements (one redone twice) and for her to do this task herself is virtually impossible...I understood that, and still...vomit rose to the surface. The thought of bowing down to serve her when all I've ever felt was dislike from her, lack of approval...and that "I'm not good enough" stamp across my forehead that she put there through years of negative talk and belittlement all at my expense...well, to bow down in service...caused bile to rise up in me. I sat and talked withGod long and hard asking WHY did I react that way...and He showed me. He moved me around to having His heart by simply speaking to me, "pray for her". I KNEW I could do that...so I did. Then He spoke again saying..."go wash her feet". Well that covered a whole lot more feelings and emotions let me tell you!!! I knew I had to do it, I squirmed because I wanted to obey yet wanted to run...I had to do it. It wasn't about my mom. It was totally about my healing in that part of my heart that she occupies. I went. And when I first got there, it was bad...it was ugly. She was mean, bitter, angry, ugly in words and face. The usual Mom. I wanted to run, boy, did I want to run! And then, I think God, knowing my heart, SILENCED the demons, silenced the oppression, and light walked in. The mood got better, we had a nice lunch together in her apartment. Then I said, "I have something for us to do after lunch". She said ok. And that's how it all got set up. Over the next hour, with my mom sitting in her easy chair, I soaked her feet...I trimmed her jagged, long toe nails. I smoothed them with an emery board. Then I said, "I brought some nail polish, Mom. Do you want me to paint your nails?" And that was when the most amazing part of this time began to happen. In a wonderful childlike voice, she said, "oh yes!! please!" And so I did. I sat on the floor and painted her nails a lovely light purplish pink. And the entire time, she spoke positive after positive. "Oh Sha-Netty (that's what she has always called me)they look so nice! You could have a job doing this! Look how pretty they are! Oh, they are beautiful! She cooed, "My Sha-Netty"...When I moved to her second foot leaving the other to dry...she said it. The statement that HEALED my heart. "Oh Jeanette, (using my name this time)I know I talk awful. I know I say awful things...but you have to know that I LOVE YOU TO DEATH". Wow. In those words the gates of Hell shuddered. Time stood still. I had waited 50 years for those words, in that loving tone...no strings attached. God in his graciousness had held tears and any overflow of emotion in check for me because He knew how hard this all was...but when she said that, I felt tears...and I could not look at her for fear I would begin to cry and never stop. I finished painting her nails...and left them to dry. We watched more of the Cooking Channel, and later I massaged lotion into her beautiful feet. When it was time to leave, I said, "well you're gonna need to take you socks and slippers off to see your pretty toes!" She smiled and said, "I will in just a minute. I'm gonna put on my sandals and go get them mail, and tell them all about my pretty toes". I left then. I got down the second hallway of her building before I began to cry. And I cried and I cried and I cried. God's goodness makes me wordless. It's why I couldn't write this all earlier...I had to wait for the words to catch up with the actual happening. A simple sentence said with the tone and depth of love HEALED THAT PART OF MY HEART. Amazing. And all because I listened to Him. I washed my mom's feet and He cleansed my heart. Amazing.

WORM-EEEES!!!!!

WORM-EEEES!!!! That's the cry of my grandson Immanuel as he realizes Grandpa and Grammy have a cooler filled with dirt and his newest delight, earthworms!!!

He was here the other day as Grandpa was getting ready for a trip that would include fishing, and he was needing to transfer some of those nice fat worms to his bait box to take along. It was precious to watch "Manny" as we call him, pick up a "worm-eee" fold it around itself and place it in his hand then move it to the bait box where he would ceremoniously deposit it with a word declaring "WORM-EEE" with the biggest sweetest smile! About three dozen times!!

The simple pleasures. That scene has warmed my heart for days! I just wanted to share it with you all!

A Display of His Splendor...

That "Breaking Free" study...written by Beth Moore and God...WOW. I have completed the study and the road has been littered with broken chains. It was arduous (still is, this journey), very thought provoking, very self searching, very UGLY at times...but as I stand at the end of this stretch of road, and before embarking further along the road God has called me to walk, I look back and take in the carnage. I assess the twisted links of chain, the varying thicknesses of links....the lengths of chain....and I am GRATEFUL.

Grateful to the God of heaven for showing me as I persevered with this study, things I've glanced at before, in my life and dismissed...I'll take care of that another day, it doesn't really bother me so much.

Grateful for Him showing me tough, embedded thick chain links that have been happy to hold me captive and reside in me for YEARS. In an odd way, those are the ones that have been COMFORTABLE..I'm used to those shackles digging into my skin.

Grateful for Him showing me pieces of chain securing me down in areas of my life that I was not EVEN AWARE OF. I was shocked.

Grateful for His grace in removing the chains. No yanking and pulling here! Some of them go deep, and to be abrupt with them would just kill us. He does it with such priceless amazing love and ever so gently removes the offending metal.

He watches us shuffle through life with chains dragging everywhere. He knows that we could do so much more for him if we would simply let go of the chains, that we would be so much happier in this world without the extra weight on our spirits, but He is a gentleman and He waits for us to 'SEE' them ourselves...asking for His help to remove them...and of course, He is right there to grind that chain into dust. If we let him. That's the problem with comfortable chains, the ones that have molded us from childhood...we WANT to be free, but to be free means to NOT have that comfortable bondage to lean on. It means having to lean into God as He reprograms that space in your life that once held captivity. It means CHANGE. And sometimes change is scary to our human hearts and minds.

I am walking out one of these times where a life long chain has been removed...I am leaning SO HARD into Him. I keep telling myself, God can take my leaning on Him this hard. He can. And of course, He can.

Now at the end of this study, I am able to see FREEDOM in so many areas of my life. Walking it out is kind of tough. At times the chains seem more "sure", again that comfort thing...but with God's help, I will not go back to look for the broken links and try to piece together a blanket of bondage. NO. Besides, daughters of THE King, don't wear chain. They wear royal robes flowing and swirling around their feet...they are light on their feet and run and dance in fields of grace, and make daisy chains for their hair...that is what a daughter of the king looks like...and every day, I take on that likeness more and more, by the grace of God, my Daddy the King.

I have personalized this scripture, it means alot to me and I learned it during this study. Take it and personalize it for yourself. It's powerful. It's His desire for you too.

"Jeanette will be called an oak of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of His splendor." --Isaiah 61:3b

I want to spend all the days I have left on this planet displaying His splendor...hearing Him and doing it, reading His word and living it, speaking His word when and where He moves me to it. And in so doing, I pray to be a mighty oak displaying the God of heaven's splendor. It's all I want...to radiate Him.

The second Lego creation!!!

Hi Everyone!

Just wanted to make sure to share Tyler's latest project...it's a gun turret. It was not as exciting to create as the chainsaw, but he's learning alot about gears and how this one turns that one, that small ones turn lots compared to big ones...etc.

Here's a close up...the "gun" part moves up and down... I don't know that we will make it through all the project assignments, but as many as we get through I'll take pictures of. Once you sign up for this class, there is a time limit to how long you can access the projects online...ours runs out in about two weeks. Oh well...we'll be sharing whatever else he is able to complete! Thanks for looking and I pray this has brightened your day!!!

LEGOS...PART THREE!!

LEGOS.. Well, last time I left you with the promise of Part three in our Lego adventure!!! I found out from a mom in my Amazing Moms Group, (we all have kids with special needs and meet together once a week for support and God time) that there was an on-line class available for kids with Asperger's Syndrome. It is a Lego Engineering Class. After some checking around on the internet, I found the class, its description and the price. UGH.
It was $199.00. That may not be alot to some, but to us, it is HUGE. So, my husband and I added it to our prayer list and we stuck it on the back burner in our hearts. I shared our dream with a couple of the Amazing Moms...this group of ladies is awesome. We are all about how can help our special ones excel? If they show an interest in ANYTHING how can we best use that to fan it into something they can USE in their lives??? Anyway, they began praying too for the funds.

That was before the Heart-y Party I had for the Amazing Moms...please see my older posts to find out what the Heart-y Party was. The leader left a coffee carafe at my home from that event, and so she stopped by the next day. As she was talking with me, she said, "the group and I discussed Tyler's intense interest in LEGOs and we think he should have the chance to try out this engineering course to see if it will spark something more in him. He deserves a chance to be successful." She then took two one hundred dollar bills from her purse and gave them to me. God is SO GOOD. I cried.

He had provided the money for the course through these sweet women and their hard work. You see, our group has a fund established. We do fundraisers throughout the year (our biggest one is a HUGE yard sale in September) to "fund" this fund. We use that money to help people with disabilities throughout the community. We've built wheelchair ramps, put in a kitchen floor for someone, sent kids to special camps...and other things. Those moms decided to help my Tyler...and I'll not forget it!

Well, I signed him up and we received a 1,000 piece LEGO kit to complete the class with!!! These are not regular legos...many specialty pieces..it's AWESOME! The pictures here are Tyler with his first completed project... a CHAINSAW! You turn the handle, which turns the gears, which turns the "chain". Amazing!!! Honestly, the reading and understanding of the booklet about LEgo is a bit beyond him. But his Dad and I are helping him through it. Also, his Dad had to help with interpreting the illustrations...but Tyler built the chainsaw.

It IS success. Success in self-esteem, success in learning a new thing...success in accomplishment!!! Not to mention the God lesson about provision that we got to share with Tyler about how we got to sign up in the first place!!! It's all priceless. It's all God. And I wanted to share it with you all!!!

He IS in the small stuff. And HE cares.

LEGOS...PART TWO!

Alright, so I feel the need to keep going with the Lego adventure we've been on!!!

Tyler has, since the creation of the first planet probe, added to his fleet. He now has 15 planet probes...he calls them rovers. They each have a name, I can't keep them straight...with different details on each one...no two rovers are alike. Anyway, after the first probe was completed, my DIL was over and mentioned to Tyler, "you should write to NASA and tell them about it." She left to go home, and I didn't think anymore about it. Tyler however, stayed in the office. For about another hour. When he emerged, he had three letters in his hands. One to NASA, one to Kennedy Space Center and one to Jet Propulsion Laboratory. He had used the same letter for each, but had changed the salutation to each one. As he handed them to me, I was well, STUNNED. Tyler has Asperberger's syndrome, obsessive compulsive disorder, and some wacky sensory issues. He has a one on one aide in school to keep him on task and to help smooth over transitions. This young man, emerged from the home office with a DETAILED paragraph about his creation. There was humor. There was information. There was description. Sure, there were typos, sure some thoughts weren't followed through to completion totally. BUT, the point here, and amazing MIRACLE here, is that he's NEVER before been able to but down on paper two thoughts that flow together. Yet I held in my hands an entire single spaced paragraph!!!! I cried.

Well, I took that letter and wrote a cover letter for it...explaining about Tyler, about his limitations and challenges. About how they were part of a miracle from God. We took pictures of the probe to include with the letter. And then, I mailed it all...to NASA, Kennedy Space Center and the Jet Propulsion Laboratory.

Here's the last paragraph I wrote in my cover letter...

"If there is any way that you can acknowledge receipt of his letter back to him, that would be so exciting for him! Thank you for your time and for sharing in this MIRACLE with me!"

We heard back from all three places. With posters, pictures of space shuttles, of crews, of planets, and myriads of facts about space, missions there, and these three centers. He loves to receive mail!! And it all meant so much to him...and me and his dad.

What an absolute treasured gift this has all been from God above!!! Just for us! To add to that, at Christmas time, our oldest son and his family flew home...he is in the Air Force. And he had a gift for Tyler. It was a patch that was exactly like the ones the astronauts wore on their sleeves in space aboard the Endeavour. Zach had received it for working on some of the details concerning that shuttle launch!! That was great too!

Then....yes, this IS the never ending miracle from God to my son...

We heard about a LEGO class that was on-line...a class geared specifically to Asperger's children...about LEGO and engineering... TO BE CONTINUED.....PART THREE TOMORROW!!

LEGOS.....

LEGOS.... Tyler discovered them about six months ago. He's had them forever, but his newfound love for space, stars, planets, their names and their sizes...and the space program...prompted him to begin building his very own planet probe. Taking ideas from all the facts his brain holds and adding that to pictures he has seen on the NASA website of the Spirit and the Opportunity (for those of you who don't know, these are rovers actually on Mars at this very moment!!) he created an original probe. From LEGOS. I was stunned when I saw it all those months ago, he had NEVER done anything like that before. And the detail on this thing...well, to give you an idea...there are 11, yes, eleven cameras on this probe that turn 360 degrees ...there are detectors of all sorts, filters for one thing and the other... it's quite amazing. Here's a picture....

There is much more to this story...and tomorrow I'll write about NASA, and the letter we sent. Then the next day, I'll write about the on-line class he is taking and how that came to be!!! God is amazing and I am eager to share it all with you!!

Easter Comes...

I was waiting for spring...and it has arrived...at least on my calendar it has!! I'm waiting on sunshine around my house...but there are daffodils peeking through to cheer me! And now Easter is just around the corner.... EASTER.

Every year as it comes and goes, I wonder why I don't decorate for Easter. I mean, at Christmas I have so much fun...at our house we don't do Santa, but nativity scenes and snowflakes abound. I have a unique taste for Christmas decor...I love old rummage sale Christmas discards. I create with them and just make it plain fun around here! To celebrate the birth of Christ. His birthday on the day this earth has chosen to assign his birth to.

But EASTER should be so much BIGGER!!! LOUDER!!! Jesus (God stuffed into a human body, willingly) came to set us FREE...and HE DID when He submitted to brutal death and then rose from the grave!!! Giving us the Way to eternal life with Him!!!

Seems like that calls for a CELEBRATION!!!! A never-ending WOOOOOO-HOOOOOO....PRAISE SHOUTING, TRUTH DECLARING, P-A-A-R-T-Y!!!!

EASTER...THE DAY TO REMEMBER WHAT GOD IN HIS GREAT LOVE DID FOR US...SO THAT WE MIGHT HAVE THE CHANCE TO CHOOSE CHRIST. TO LIVE FOR ALL ETERNITY IN HEAVEN....DECLARING HIS PRAISE!! SINGING GLORY TO HIS NAME!! HAVING A GIANT WOOOO-HOOOOO PARTY SAYING THANK YOU TO OUR SAVIOR FOREVER!!!

Now that's a reason to celebrate! ENJOY THIS EASTER SEASON... and sing this with me ok?

JESUS LOVES ME THIS I KNOW,
FOR THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO.
LITTLE ONES TO HIM BELONG
THEY ARE WEAK, BUT HE IS STRONG.

YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO.

JESUS LOVES ME! HE WHO DIED
HEAVEN'S GATE TO OPEN WIDE;
HE WILL WASH AWAY MY SIN
LET HIS LITTLE CHILD COME IN.

YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO.

JESUS LOVES ME! HE WILL STAY
CLOSE BESIDE ME ALL THE WAY.
THOU HAS BLED AND DIED FOR ME,
I WILL HENCEFORTH LIVE FOR THEE.

YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
YES, JESUS LOVES ME!
THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO.

A Holy Moment...

Well the worship event I was working on has come and gone. My daughter in law truly has a talent...yes, she can sing and the group she formed, Reclaimed...they are great together. But she truly has a gift...the ability to not care who is around when she wants to worship....SHE falls away and there is her SPIRIT worshipping her Daddy God...and you can see it, feel it...what a gift. I wish to be more like her in that respect. The worship was glorious, pleasing as a fragrance to God and the evening was over far too quickly.

Me? Well I learned much in preparing the atmosphere for worship at that event. That's why God had me doing that, so that I could learn. I explored in prayer what it would be if you could feel, taste, smell, hear and see worship...and that was how it was "decorated" if you will. In the past few weeks as I asked God about worship and what He wanted there, I kept hearing "rustic, simple". And through my journey of listening to Him, it just awes my spirit. Anyways, there were old wood ladders, old wood fruit crates, other assorted crates, small wood step stools, scattered across the front of the stage in various degrees of rest...no straight lines here! There were six inch mirror tiles positioned where He wanted them, and old boards leaning in assorted places and resting in places on the stairs from the stage. Then there were various carved wood frames of all shapes, colors and sizes in each of which was framed a name of God in big black lettering, in the font God put in my head which of course I found on my computer. Over by the large cross on the wall to one side of the stage, is communion with a framed name of God, printed larger than the others and printed in red. I had no idea what He wanted to do with that one...but I KNEW this word was bigger and red. So I did it. Well, it belonged where communion was taken and it is the name ELOHIM. Which means GOD. And the finishing of all this simplicity on the stage was tea lights in sand filled jelly jars sitting all over the mirror tiles, the old wood. Grouped, singly set...candles...to welcome the light. There were assorted wood bowls scattered among the other stuff holding dried flower petals, fragrant. And lastly, there were small wooden crosses about 3 inches tall with a 2 inch crossbar, tied around with jute, a jute hanger threaded through the top. They rested in a bowl beside the communion place for people to take if they wanted.

Long post here, I know. God was glorified. It was a teeny weeny itsy bitsy glimpse of the smallest piece of heaven.... HEAVEN IS GONNA BE....INDESCRIBABLE!

The Infamous Vests...

I was trying to share this picture with a friend who loves to crochet...MattsCraftyWife...but being technologically challenged in most every way, I could not get this whole "taking a picture and putting it up where it can be seen" formula down.

First I scanned it...great...but couldn't get it from the scanned place to be able to say, convo it to her.

Then I laid it out and took a picture of the picture...surely I could do that right! Well, I got the picture, loaded it on the PC...then had to get it from the camera program to the computer brain...then to the right place in MY brain and WAAA LAAA! Only now the whole world gets to see what I made my boys wear in 1984!

But I will say, hey I CROCHETED these! The "road" goes completely around their tummies and there are four "cars" then sewn atop the crocheted vest. I loved them... my boys...well, I think they liked them... I used their favorite color choices for the cars...

Ok...and I STILL have them! I couldn't part with them, and now that the boys are grown and each have a boy of their own, they wouldn't put them on their kids if I paid them...so I have both vests in a drawer tucked away nicely. There's a lot of LOVE in those vests...even if they are way out of style!!! Perhaps a great grand in the future will like them just fine....

Thanks for looking at my crocheting expertise, and Anastasia, there you go, FINALLY!!!

God's Grace...

God's grace. It's so big. So huge. So mind blowing. God's grace. I've begun the "Breaking Free" study, and I am becoming even more aware of God's grace. As I grow through this study, I'm sure many a post on this blog will come from my freed heart, but today I just wanted to share the lyrics of a song that is my theme song at the moment.

If you want to actually hear it, please scroll to the bottom of my blog page, to the playlist. It's listed there. Click on it and sit and listen. God's grace and the removal of the enemy's bonds. FREEDOM. I pray freedom for you today.

Shackles

by Warryn Campbell, Erica Atkins-Campbell and Trecina Atkins-Campbell

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise You I just wanna praise You
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise You I'm gonna praise, praise you
In the corners of my mind
I just can't seem to find
A reason to believe That I can break free
Cause you see I have been bound for so long
Felt like all hope was gone
But as I lift my hands I understand
That I should praise You through my circumstance
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise You I just wanna praise You Y
ou broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise You I'm gonna praise, praise you
Everything that could go wrong All went wrong at one time
See so much pressure fell on me I thought I was gonna lose my mind
Lord I know You wanna see If I will hold on through these trials
But I need You to lift this load Cause I can't take it no more
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise You I just wanna praise You
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise You I'm gonna praise, praise you
Been through the fire and the rain
Bound in every kind of way
But God has broken every chain
So let me go right now
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise You I just wanna praise You
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise You I'm gonna praise, praise you

The enemy wants to keep us bound. Let Jesus free each of us from our past. He's much for us to do with our future!

Love,
Jeanette

HEART-y Party Girls!

Hey, I just figured out how to do pictures in a post!!!! Here are all who attended the HEART-y Party.

I love these girls!!!

HEART-y Party

Today was the long awaited HEART-y Party here at my house. God blows my mind.

Most of you know that I belong to a great group of women who all have special needs children. We meet weekly to laugh, cry, and support one another on our rocky journeys, and talk about God.

Anyway, my heart gets overwhelmed sometimes with the selflessness of each of these women. The disabilities of our children covers a wide range and for forever and a day we are pouring ourselves out for our kids and their specialness. Each one of these women speaks profoundly to my heart and are living breathing examples of Jesus with skin on in their care and nurture of their children.

And God moved me to have a celebration...to do for THEM for a change. To say "thank you" for their kids that can't and to say "thank you" from God for their continual giving of themselves. A time to sit and feel pretty. To feel cared for. To feel like the little girl they each are. And it was lovely. Watching them as they opened their gifts...you know what little girls look like when they open presents! That look...spoke volumes to my heart...teaching me that this is what GOD does when we open a present from Him...unwrapping His truths while reading and studying his word, or actually noticing a blessing that He's put right in front of our face that we've taken for granted for days.

They left FULL...full of chocolates, quiche, bruschetta, cookies and yummy dark chocolate covered strawberries...(thanks Berta!). Full of friendship and kinship. Full of joy. I said good bye as the last mom left, shut the door and I feel....Full of gratitude for knowing them. Full of awe at God's grace in bringing us together four years ago. Full of contentment, love and joy. FULL.

Learning to Walk..."Come on, you can do it!!!"

Almost two years ago, my life changed drastically. Poor decisions, mostly on my part, almost ended a marriage of 28 years. At that time, crying out to God, utterly poured out before Him, I heard him tenderly say, "Two years. Two years of healing." He would repeat that many times over the next months.

I pulled out of every ministry I was in. I bowed out of everything. It was about my healing. My survival as a person. My husband and family's healing and survival. Everything else was distant and unimportant. All God wanted was all of me! To heal me, correct wrong thinking, and most importantly to build me up from that completely broken and shattered place. To once and for all get across to me who I am in HIM.

At times during this journey I thought I would die. The pain was so great. But God, is so GOOD. So CARING. So LOVING yet FIRM. And out of this journey, this searing pain and healing process, He birthed Wordz of Life. "There is healing in the stitching," I would hear numerous times a day. And so, I stitched. I stitch. He creates the idea, I draw the design, I stitch, He markets. I can't tell you want a privilege it is that He has entrusted me with this purpose in life.

Now the two years of intensive healing are almost finished. I am NOT saying I have nothing else to heal from, simply that those two years He specifically called out are almost done. Like a toddler learning to walk, getting stronger, and more able to do more steps, more sure and secure steps, that's what this time has been.

And He is restoring outside ministries now. I know that being a table leader in a Breaking Free study is where I am to be. I also know that I'm gonna be breaking free of chains and shackles still rattling in my soul myself as I progress through that study.

I share this with you to say, God is good ALL THE TIME. ALL THE TIME GOD IS GOOD. And at times when you think you cannot go on...I KNOW you can. I've been there. Lean into Him. Feel His touch. His breath. Get THAT close. You get to you know...you are his CHILD! What loving Daddy holds their child at a distance???? This is Daddy is the perfect one...and He loves to talk with, and hug you!

I just had to share this today. Because being a LEADER in any capacity has always been terrifying to me. Out of my norm. But God has lead me there, has said, LEAD. And so I take another wobbly step down that path for Him. Just like a shaky toddler, one step at first tentative. Then another, and another.... I can hear Him saying, "Come on......YOU can do it!!!"

What step is God whispering to you to take? ....With Him by your side, YOU CAN DO IT!

O PRAISE HIM....

Today I am feeling PRAISE-FULL. Full of praise. He is holy. He is just. He is truth. He is light. He is joy. He is God. He is I AM. He is precious. He is mighty. He is again, HOLY.

O PRAISE HIM...for if you do not...the rocks will. They do. PRAISE HIM.

Defragmenting our spirit...

For some reason as I sat with God yesterday, asking Him to cleanse my heart and mind, the word "defragging" came to mind. You know how we "defrag" or defragment our computers occasionally to put all the computer's "knowledge" back in order to make best use of the space? Well, that's what God showed me only it was my spirit that He was busily defragging...

Strange to picture and think about, but that's what He does with each of us! We give Him all our knowledge...the good, the bad, the ugly, the excellent and praiseworthy knowledge...all of it, and when we really turn it all loose into His quite capable hands, He defragments US!

Ever feel like you are wandering aimlessly through your day? As though you are accomplishing NOTHING? Going from project to project not completing any of them??? It's time to sit down and let God defrag your spirit!

W. O. W. Moments...

I've been thinking about this... W. O. W. Moments.... I call them this because they are "Works of Wonder" Moments. Those moments where you SEE the face of God as He is accomplishing something in your life.

I have been witness to thousands of W.O.W. moments... sadly, most of them have fallen by the wayside because of my life's busyness. Taken for granted. I want to get better at writing, blogging, whatever it takes to REMEMBER those W.O.W. Moments God provides.

I think this blog could be a tool to use for WOW preservation! A permanent reminder of God and His glory. Like the twelve stones taken from the dry riverbed to remember God's deliverance. Same thing. We, each of us... have been, are, and still will be delivered of much as we lean into God's heart.

And so, the first stone of hundreds is placed down for all to see. The decision to consciously REMEMBER God's goodness.

"Joshua set up the twelve stones that had been in the middle of the Jordan at the spot where the priests who carried the ark of the covenant had stood. And they are there to this day." - Joshua 4:9

I did it!!!

I did it!! I have a blog!!! Not sure what all to do with this thing, but I know it's a GOOD thing!! I'm sure my friends at the Christian Artisans Street Team (CAST) on Etsy will help! Guess we'll see where this all goes!!! Check back...I'll have figured out more I'm sure!

Blessings,
Jeanette