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
Philippians 3:13-14 “I’m not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back.” MSG
I received a phone call saying that one of my son’s is not doing well and is thinking of quitting his job for a lesser one.
Let me back up four months past.
My oldest son was involved in an automobile accident. He was rear ended by a van going at 60 mph totaling his car. He, his wife and two young son were in the car at the time. Thankfully, no one else was hurt, only him. After three months of recovery, he returned to work, but he’s not the same.
The neck injury is effecting one of his hand. He’s unable to hold on to things. As his mother, my heart broke again as I heard the news. This son has faced one challenge after another without much of a break. Some of those are of his own doing, but others came as magnets not releasing him until the lasting damages had taken its course, much like this one.
When I’m riding on God’s Eagles, His promises, like the verse in Philippians and receive heart tugging news of one of my children struggling, I want to land the eagle and ask my child to climb aboard.
But, I can’t.
I can only call and point to the Lord’s almighty eagle for them to climb on.
Before fret ignited full-blown worry in my soul, I pointed my son where the Holy Spirit led me. I couldn’t believe my eyes as read, Isaiah 4: 10.
“. . . I’ve picked you. I haven’t dropped you.’
Don’t panic. I’m with you.
There’s no need to fear for I’m your God.
I’ll give you strength. I’ll help you.
I’ll hold you steady, keep a firm grip on you.” msg
My hope is that my son climbed aboard.
Trusting my God gave no room for the flame of worry to crash me to the ground of uncertainty and disbelief. I continued to soar on my eagle. For, I must press on to the goal God has before me.
Without a doubt, I knew the Lord reached down to my son. All my son needed to do was to take His Lord’s hand and climb on His promise.
Holly Spirit minister to my son’s spirit as you have minister to mine. Help him to hear what God wants him to know. Direct his path along the side his Savior. Lord, strengthen his faith and belief in You.
God, please give my husband and I wisdom on how to advice our son, or not to speak, plus being the godly parents he needs at this time. Thank you, for all you are doing and will do for my son and his beautiful family.
May you find encouragement in God’s word and my story.
Soar on Eagles Wings. (Click on soar and wings to listen to songs.)
Here I sit waiting on patience.
Does she care to know time is slipping by?
I don’t think so for the clock’s hand drop with each clicking sound.
Yet, patience lingers at a place that can’t be found.
In my waiting, I meditate on the word of God. Then I hear what I didn’t want to know.
Patience whispered, “I can produce my fruit in you, but first prepare your heart.”
BE A FRIEND WHO REFRESHES A SOUL LIKE A SPRING DAY
“Oil and perfume rejoice the heart; so does the sweetness of a friend’s counsel that comes from the heart.” Amplified Bible, Classic Edition (AMPC)
Give a kind words, make time for a coffee date, lunch meeting, spontaneous gathering, phone hug, Facebook glimpse or a walk-talk fellowship, but most important send a prayer.
Without your refreshing moments in your friend’s life, their nights will be longer, rainy days much darker and their soul would be malnourished from the lack of girlfriend companionship.
Friendship times are not only food for the soul, but gold nuggets of encouragement which will be treasured for a life time.
By the way, words are not always necessary, but your involvement is.
Go ahead and grasp some time and be a spring day in a friend’s life.
My reality is placed on silence as I wonder about my grandson’s imagination
Can I go see my little house? 
A choice I had to make, do I expose the truth or tell him a lie?
I chose to show him reality, but fed him a make belief world once I closed the door back on the bush.
“Grandson, this will always be your little house. You can enter within, when you sleep tonight. Once you see the door, go inside. In there is a home, which only you can dream.”
Not sure if he understood, but I do know, he doesn’t forget what I tell him. Maybe, when he sleeps my words will return and guide him to the little red door. Then, he can create his own story.
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Daily Post Photo Challenge ~ Story
When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.” — Ansel Adams
FLOATING RINGS
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Golden love
Never revealed
The rings of ice
My heart would
Feel from the one
Who loves me
By their darting
Icicle words
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Dedicated this post to all dose who found the day of love, empty from broken promises.
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Yet, know someone’s love never sends ice, cold darts and leaves you with broken promises, for His love for you is always abundant. God himself will take you in his loving arms and coo your hurting soul, every – single time.
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Along the path you will discover that you too can flee away from danger. Listen and be aware.
When one must turn back along the path take time to reflect. Keep the good and leave the bad.
Choices exist of where to walk on any path. Either choice brought you from and took you to the same place, the uniqueness of who you are.
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