Your body is God’s temple.
It pleases and honors Him when you take care of it.
Eat well, rest well, play well, pray well, live and love well.
I tell my girls, take care of yourselves as I have tried to care for you.
I’ve made more than my share of mistakes.
But, I’ve tried to offer plenty of TLC (tender loving care.)
How many of us take tender, loving care of ourselves?
CBN News: Noah’s Ark Found on Mount Ararat in Turkey
Noah’s Ark: Everything I need to know, I learned from Noah’s Ark.
ONE: Don’t miss the boat.
TWO: Remember that we are all in the same boat!
THREE: Plan ahead. It wasn’t raining when Noah built the Ark .
FOUR: Stay fit. When you’re 60 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big.
FIVE: Don’t listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done.
SIX: Build your future on high ground.
SEVEN: For safety’s sake, travel in pairs.
EIGHT: Speed isn’t always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.
NINE: When you’re stressed, float awhile.
TEN: Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.
ELEVEN: No matter the storm, when you are with God, there’s always a rainbow waiting.
Thank you, Uncle Billy for sharing the above with us. I do not know who to give credit to. . .So ~ Author Unknown
What is your weather like today? It’s “flooding” at my house and not a cloud in the sky. There are just these places in life where, when it rains it pours. I’ve joked with one of our best friends, who happens to be a “carpenter,” about building an ark in my back yard. I anticipate needing it! Life floods us with disappointments, despair, doubt, and darkening clouds on the horizon.
How do we prepare for the flood? Time in the Word. Discussions about how we apply God’s truth. Encouraging one another to build our futures on high ground. It does not work very well to dig in deep where we are, we just get stuck. I don’t know about you, but the last place I want to be is in a hole when the waters start to rise.
I believe in God’s promises. I can’t say that I’m dancing in the rain, but I am anticipating the rainbow! I chose, today and always to live on “high ground” for when it rains, it pours.
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I set My bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a sign of a covenant between Me and the earth.
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My friend, Vickie Wade. See how lovely, the light glows from the path they are walking into. . .So our God in His love of Mothers and Daughters! Thank you, Vickie for your giftings and for sharing them with us! Tracey
We’ve all got them: Hurried Hands. Where did we learn that faster is better? Ann Voskamp refers in her book, One Thousand Gifts, that rushing through life is for amateurs. Well said. I know, I know. ..we have to be proficient and efficient with our time right? We have so little of it? Less than our ancestors had? Less minutes in a day or do we just try to stuff more stuff into our days?
You might think, easy for you to say, you have time to spare. Not really, I live with the same hour glass you do. The sands of time run the same for all of us, with or without the awareness. What do hurried hands do? They might “accomplish more” but what do they speak of. . .The hurried hands says silently, I have something more important to do, so let me rush through this diaper change, or this meal, or this conversation, or this meeting, or this quiet time with God. . .so I can move onto the next thing. The hurried hand diminishes the moment for the next to pummel through into the next, into the next. The hurried hand spreads itself so thin, that no one gets a thick slice of life.
To quote Wiki,
Hands are the main structures for physically manipulating the environment, used for both gross motor skills (such as grasping a large object) and fine motor skills (such as picking up a small pebble). The fingertips contain some of the densest areas of nerve endings on the body, are the richest source of tactile feedback, and have the greatest positioning capability of the body; thus the sense of touch is intimately associated with hands. Like other paired organs (eyes, feet, legs), each hand is dominantly controlled by the opposing brain hemisphere, so that handedness, or the preferred hand choice for single-handed activities such as writing with a pencil, reflects individual brain functioning.
Shortly, after my diagnosis, Bucky and I were sitting on the back porch, and he picked up my hand to look at it and caress it. It was a tender moment for both of us and for a long time, he said nothing. Then out of the quietness of his heart he said, “I don’t think I’ve ever really seen your hands before. . .the hands that changed so many diapers, that have lovingly served me and stirred countless meals. What beauty in the simplicity of your hands. So beautiful.” Touched in thought, I wondered at why it takes such a earthquake in perspective to “wake us up” to what life really is. . .A friend of mine, wife of an ALS fighter, said recently with longing. . .”You still have your hands.” As she touched mine, her sweet voice softened, she looked away and said, with great weighted awareness, “Hands can do so much.”
Your hands can do so much in the monument of your moment. Just once today, take the hurried gloves off your hands, and make a memory that will make a difference. A Kingdom of difference, that leaves a marker in time, that your hands graced to God’s Glory.
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