Thinking...that I will continue to search...for peace...for understanding...and for acceptance. Acceptance of the here and now...of the past...acceptance of who and where I am...Guess, one might say, "that's an awesome Christmas wish."
Cause..."Life just happens, can't be explained or figured out." Why fight it?
You know Mary and Joseph were searching for a place to rest...the wise men were searching for the majestic...Herod was searching for his rival...we're all searching...maybe we don't give ourselves whole heartedly to the search, maybe it lays dormant at times...but we're searching.
I believe we each are searching for meaning... for peace within...and we focus differently but the trek is the same. And some "wander" while others "wonder." ...and that's what Christmas brings...a gift of peace ... A babe innocent ...that with time (time being what most see as an enemy) with time becomes the substitute for worry...for weakness...for shear strength...the answer to the mystery.
Because the mystery is impossible for our human minds to solve...God provided a focus point...Jesus...who can BE the ultimate gift if we let Him...providing everything we need so that we don't have to figure out the mystery...taking the "whys" and giving us meaning. Providing peace if we rest in what He offers.
I guess that's why wise men still seek Him.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Happy Mind = Happy Body?
She felt raggedy and puny. The days wore on and she visited her physician. The tests were run and symptoms diagnosed, antibiotics to be taken, calls to be returned upon results. The world literally spun around her and she fought back the only way she knew how. Sharp stabbing pains in her side would cause her fight to seem of minor effort.
Four nights straight she went to sleep at insanely early hours. She napped during the day. And still she felt dizzy, raggedy and puny…the dishes piled up in the sink, the dog hair floated around the floor in tumbleweed style, and toys littered the floors in every room. Had she showered? She knew she hadn’t but took pride in the accomplishment of having brushed her teeth.
He said, “Happy mind=Happy body”…and she felt as if she were slapped. Now, her mind started playing tricks on her. “Are you so crazy, girl that you have conjured this up?” “Have you made your body sick?” Only the day before, another had said, “Antibiotic? And they don’t even know what is going on?” And the reminder of “stay in the driver’s seat” rang clear in her mind. As the room spun and the symptoms created distraction, she was keenly aware…
Aware of what had to happen. Aware that therapy was essential to her survival efforts. So she commenced to clean…the three days worth of dishes, removing the dust cover from articles all through the house, sucking up the tumbleweeds, wiping, cleaning, moping, renewing. Renewing faith in her, proving she can conquer the lingering darkness her mind had placed on her body. And she cleaned from early evening past her recent early turn in hours and into the midnight hours.
As she showered she felt she washed off the negative dust that was clinging to her, the shadows of doubt flowing down the drain along with the bubbly wash. Drying off was more of a finish she placed on her happy body. The lotion simply created a barrier for future invaders.
She had completed her “therapy” and was ready to sleep. Her mind so busy with thought. The once exhausted mind was revived and ready to think…think…think…but as in any situations she had choices…choices to calm her spirit and sleep…of stay awake pondering until duty called early the next morn.
The dark room was quite except for the gentle sound of the piano music…and she smiled as her head lay on the pillow…cause she knew…she knew sleep is always sweeter if she smiles as she drifts off.
Four nights straight she went to sleep at insanely early hours. She napped during the day. And still she felt dizzy, raggedy and puny…the dishes piled up in the sink, the dog hair floated around the floor in tumbleweed style, and toys littered the floors in every room. Had she showered? She knew she hadn’t but took pride in the accomplishment of having brushed her teeth.
He said, “Happy mind=Happy body”…and she felt as if she were slapped. Now, her mind started playing tricks on her. “Are you so crazy, girl that you have conjured this up?” “Have you made your body sick?” Only the day before, another had said, “Antibiotic? And they don’t even know what is going on?” And the reminder of “stay in the driver’s seat” rang clear in her mind. As the room spun and the symptoms created distraction, she was keenly aware…
Aware of what had to happen. Aware that therapy was essential to her survival efforts. So she commenced to clean…the three days worth of dishes, removing the dust cover from articles all through the house, sucking up the tumbleweeds, wiping, cleaning, moping, renewing. Renewing faith in her, proving she can conquer the lingering darkness her mind had placed on her body. And she cleaned from early evening past her recent early turn in hours and into the midnight hours.
As she showered she felt she washed off the negative dust that was clinging to her, the shadows of doubt flowing down the drain along with the bubbly wash. Drying off was more of a finish she placed on her happy body. The lotion simply created a barrier for future invaders.
She had completed her “therapy” and was ready to sleep. Her mind so busy with thought. The once exhausted mind was revived and ready to think…think…think…but as in any situations she had choices…choices to calm her spirit and sleep…of stay awake pondering until duty called early the next morn.
The dark room was quite except for the gentle sound of the piano music…and she smiled as her head lay on the pillow…cause she knew…she knew sleep is always sweeter if she smiles as she drifts off.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Fresh Christmas Trees
So, meet my Christmas tree...a little on the under dressed side but she'll clean up good...
I got her at the Christmas Tree lot my super duper friends own...
Located on the side of Meijer's on West Reynold's...
Their trees were freshly cut unlike those of the chain competitors that had their's cut in October.
Great prices...the lowest in town....and discounts for LEO's
There is a suprise character you will never meet unless you go check out their site...
Cut and wrapped
Daisy recommends their trees...and wants to work on the lot with The Willis'
Go check out their trees...and their deals.
Daisy says come on out ya'll...(being female, none of the trees were defiled)
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