Worlds Under My Feet

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Like footprints,
Bones wrapped
In lace, appeared
As If a gift
Been left
For me
To unearth
By photo edits.

Strange things
Air bubbles
Make when
Caught by
Drastic fallen
Temperature
In moving
Water.

Next time,
You discover
The gift from
Mother nature
Under
Your feet
Before it’s
Forever gone
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Frozen beauty
Captivated me
Wishing a
Microscope
Near me
Not to see
Life or
Death, but
Patters and
Designs
Created by
temperature
Water
And time
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From
My eyes
To my feet
An inconspicuous
Frozen world existed
unbeknownst to me.
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When
Sunlight
Illuminated
My slippery path
An intangible Voice
cried-out, “Photograph me.”
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After
Editing light
Contrast and color,
My heart skip a beat,
Slowly, hidden Galaxies
Revealed themselves to me.
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Really, How Big is Life?

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IN THE FAR DISTANCE️
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To grasp how big life really is, one must:

Drink oceans of understanding,
Climb mountains of insight,
Trench terrains of awareness,
Breath rivers of experience, plus
Soak -up starburst of heavenly enlightenment.

Or just go for a hike in the wilderness of Alaska.

I promise, your mind, heart, body, soul and spirit
will be drench with all the above that you
will sleep like a child, who’d played all day
and for most of the night.
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Food for Our Spirit, Heart and Mind

HAVE YOU CHECKED YOUR HEART TODAY?

Lamentations 4:3 The Message (MSG)

Even wild jackals nurture their babies,
    give them their breasts to suckle.
But my people have turned cruel to their babies,
    like an ostrich in the wilderness.

 

IS THE LORD IN YOUR LIFE?

Ezekiel 48:35 The Message (MSG)

35 “The four sides of the city measure to a total of nearly six miles.

“From now on the name of the city will be Yahweh-Shammah:

“God-Is-There.”

 

HAVE YOU ACKNOWLEDGED GOD LATELY?

Romans 1:31-32 The Message (MSG)
28-32 Since they didn’t bother to acknowledge God, God quit bothering them and let them run loose. And then all hell broke loose: rampant evil, grabbing and grasping, vicious backstabbing. They made life hell on earth with their envy, wanton killing, bickering, and cheating. Look at them: mean-spirited, venomous, fork-tongued God-bashers. Bullies, swaggerers, insufferable windbags! They keep inventing new ways of wrecking lives. They ditch their parents when they get in the way. Stupid, slimy, cruel, cold-blooded. And it’s not as if they don’t know better. They know perfectly well they’re spitting in God’s face. And they don’t care—worse, they hand out prizes to those who do the worst things best!

I pray that you can say yes to all three questions. If not, I hope you will in the near future. God bless you.

My heart – where the Lord resides.

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Close and Personal

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Soon
The snow will melt
The leaf will blow
The new buds will grow

Then;
I must ask,
What change
will occur in me?

What
About you,
Are you ready to
Let go and mature?
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🍂CLOSE & PERSONAL🍂

Captured by the wind of doubt leaves one stuck between timidity and distrust.

Get close and see, not the leaf; but yourself. You have much to offer where you exist.

Much like these stuck leafs, they’re a piece of art to be admired – where they’ve landed.

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🍂CLOSE & PERSONAL🍂

Curled, we

Often hide

Embarrass self

Our ins and outs

Ups and downs

Seen and unseen

All in all

Right side or reverse

It’s what makes us

Perfectly unique

Let’s be grateful

Instead of shameful

Life’s experiences

Good or bad

Can become

Valuable jewels

Once polished

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When God Wakes Me

When I wake up at 3:00 in the morning for no reason and can’t go back to sleep, I do three things:

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I wonder, what does God have to say to me, then I wait.

I journal my thoughts after I read some scripture, blogs and devotionals.

I pray for those who are on my mind.

Then I usually go back to sleep.

But there are times, when I’ve spent time with God and I’m so energized that I will not sleep until the sun has traveled across the sky. At other times I just pray and go back to dreaming.

It’s been a while since I’ve heard from God. Maybe, it’s because I haven’t stayed awake. I wonder what will be this time at 3:30 a.m.

Heavenly Father, do you have something I need to hear from you at this time? If so, will you allow your Holy Spirit to speak to me the message you want me to hear. Will you lead me to a verse that may go with what you want me to understand? Thank you. I’m listening.

The wind is strong outside, I can hear it move the giant evergreen branches outside the bathroom window. It looks cold with the blanket of stormy clouds outside. Yet, something tells me it’s not cold at all. I shouldn’t allow how things look to deceive me. I should experience it for myself.

Just like the wind outside, it is also true about God. One should listen and observe what others teach about God, but it is of most important for one’s soul if they experience God themselves. I must step outside to find out how cold it really is or I may be deceived. You too, my friend, step outside of your knowing and experience God for what He really is.

I can tell you of his amazing love and abundant help, plus his stern correction for those he cares about. But, if you don’t step out and experience His Wind, you will not have a full understanding of His love for you. It will be like the wind that makes noises and you may see some sort of effect, but to know to really know, it has to be a personal decision to not only hear God’s Spirit but to sense Him with your spirit. It is then when you are fully alive.

God speaks like the wind. Can you hear Him? Can you feel His presence? Can you experience His Holy Spirit? If so, do you understand His word? If yes, ask Him to travel along with you, but never ever leave Him behind.

“Your life is a journey you must travel with a deep consciousness of God. It cost God plenty to get you out of that dead-end, empty-headed life you grew up in. He paid with Christ’s sacred blood, you know. He died like an unblemished, sacrificial lamb. And this was no afterthought. Even though it has only lately—at the end of the ages—become public knowledge, God always knew he was going to do this for you. It’s because of this sacrificed Messiah, whom God then raised from the dead and glorified, that you trust God, that you know you have a future in God.” 1 Peter 1:18-19 MSG

What will happen if you do leave him behind and out of your life?

You may build for yourself greatness. You could become something beyond what others have become, reaching heights no one else has reached, making yourself famous. The reasoning will sound good. Good enough for man, yet you will not know the purpose of those who built with you or even your own heart. For, it has taken you far away from what is good for you and the relationship with God.

“God Turned Their Language into ‘Babble’ Genesis 11:1-9  MSG

1-2 At one time, the whole Earth spoke the same language. It so happened that as they moved out of the east, they came upon a plain in the land of Shinar and settled down.

They said to one another, “Come, let’s make bricks and fire them well.” They used brick for stone and tar for mortar.

Then they said, “Come, let’s build ourselves a city and a tower that reaches Heaven. Let’s make ourselves famous so we won’t be scattered here and there across the Earth.”

God came down to look over the city and the tower those people had built.

6-9 God took one look and said, “One people, one language; why, this is only a first step. No telling what they’ll come up with next—they’ll stop at nothing! Come, we’ll go down and garble their speech so they won’t understand each other.” Then God scattered them from there all over the world. And they had to quit building the city. That’s how it came to be called Babel, because there God turned their language into “babble.” From there God scattered them all over the world.”

Go search the scripture, no where you will find recorded that God said, this scattering of his people and the multi languages were good, like He did in the beginning of time.

20180319_105400.jpgWhat we build is not necessarily bad, The purpose of why we build is the root or the foundation of good or bad of our creation. If the purpose isn’t God centered, instead its self-centered, then God can’t give it His blessing.

Confusion and detachment will occur from those who we love and care about and from the things which matter in our lives.

Let’s pay attention to which wind, we are listening to and get blown by.

All this to say, when the wind blows and the tree limbs dance vigorously, take time to quiet your soul, go and talk to God and listen to the Holy Spirit guidance. He will teach you how to live and have an abundant life on earth as it is in heaven. As long as God is with you in your journey peace will follow you.

Don’t leave Him out of your life.

Yeah, this is what usually happens, when God wakes me and I don’t go back to sleep. Well, it’s 4:30 in the morning and I can still get some shut-eye before the alarm wakes me up.

I pray these word were a reminder of God’s desire to spend time with you and a blessing. May God be with us throughout or waking time. Let’s build with Him as we go about our duties and arts. God bless you.

 

 

Until ~ A Vague Way

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Vague is the way

Yet it calls my name

Where will it lead

Honestly, I don’t know

One certain fact is true

If I stay, I’ll never see

Its changing effects

The way will make in me

Therefore I’ll say, “until”

Who knows how long It’ll be

When you’ll taste my lips and

Feel the warmth of my embrace

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Flash Fiction – My Busybody Daughter

Alice, my busybody, imaginative, six-year-old placed a metal cross, a smash Twinkie and an empty wine bottle on the counter when she arrived home.

The vague items propelled me to ask, “Where did you get these things?”

“Father Don said,Jesus can’t be found.” I looked for clues by the clubhouse and the Burger drive-thru. Where people yell, Jesus, all the time. Someone kidnapped him.” She stood a dinosaur by the cross. “I saved him from the Holy Water after my” Alice whispered, “absolution.”

“Hmm, I see.” Filled with curiosity, I asked, “Did you find who took Jesus?”

Alice squealed, “I did. A sticker on a car had, “Jesus is with me.” Here’s the tags,” she grabbed my hand. “Let’s go rescue Him. You call dad at the police station and ask for the address. I will write it down. Dad can meet us there with the swat team.”

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In search of prompts to exercise my brain, I found a challenge to use the ten bolded words in a flash fiction of 150 words or less. Then before I could pinged it, I shut the sight. Then, I can’t find the blog.

Daily Prompt ~ Partake

At a restaurant, downtown Seattle, I frozen like a pillar. I stood by a small table which had a hand-size cake, a rose and a candle. A thought crossed my mind, If only he could join me.

“Please sit. Let me take your coat. Go ahead, take a plate and serve yourself a slice.  The red velvet cake is luscious, melting at the close of your lips. I will return with coffee.” I followed the instructions from the soft-spoken server, whose eyes never met mine.

Low melodious piano music played in the background. I looked behind me. White doors swung. The only other person in the restaurant was gone.

In a room filled with white cloth-covered tables, I sat alone, waiting only on myself to enjoy an exquisite moment of my favorite dessert. The single red rose and a small flicker candle in a Crystal glass accompanied my order. Shadows from the candle dance on the cloth to the rhythm of the hope in my heart. One day, he, who loves me, would join me here.

Without a thought, I slid my fork in the velvet cake, took a bite and closed my eyes. The cake did melt at the closing of my lips.

Slowly I opened my eyes. Then I realized, a moose stood in my backyard and my coffee was yet to be brewed.  I took a bite of my sliced toasted, buttered, rye bread in my hand and my daydream melted like snow on a warm spring day.

I thought to myself, one can always partake of a dream and escape the ordinary Alaska life.

Fictional Story

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A Pondering Question

WHERE ARE YOU TODAY? ~ Actually, it matter not where you are, the words below remain true where ever you may be.
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The fact which does matter is, “Are you His sheep?”
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Jesus answered, “I told you, but you don’t believe. Everything I have done has been authorized by my Father, actions that speak louder than words.
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You don’t believe because you’re not my sheep. My sheep recognize my voice. I know them, and they follow me. I give them real and eternal life.They are protected from the Destroyer for good.
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No one can steal them from out of my hand. The Father who put them under my care is so much greater than the Destroyer and Thief. No one could ever get them away from him. I and the Father are one heart and mind.”
John 10:28-30 MSG
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