A Modern Day Ruth Post

I love this, from A Modern Day Ruth ...

She likes intelligence...Toilet humor just won't impress her.

She is very aware of a heart that's in tune with the Holy Spirit.

She is attracted to genuine kindness, and a hand of gentleness more than your bank account...and how you steward and handle your money does matter. What do you do with it? What do you invest in? Where does your treasure mainly go?

She's been humbled many times in all that she's had to walk through. She needs you to understand this and to treat her better than her temporary circumstances.

She's intelligent and needs to have inspiring and warm conversation. Talk of what level you made on a video game isn't going to cut it.

She needs you to know she may be kind, gentle and have a child like faith but that don't mean she's not a woman. She is real. She's passionate and sensual too. She just keeps it in check for the one who is worth the wait.

She takes things a bit seriously. She's analytical and could use your humor. Dry, realistic humor makes her laugh. She loves to laugh, she just doesn't know how to get herself there sometimes.

She notices how you treat others: children, the elderly, those in authority, those who serve...She notices.

You take her breath away when you completely and totally abandon pride and worship with all your heart.

She is old fashioned. She's an old soul. She likes to be pursued first. She isn't going to chase you down. She will let you know she likes you, though.

She is a lady and always will be and she won't be treated like anything less.

She cries because the Holy Spirit makes her heart so tender. Her tears don't mean she's weak.

Your age doesn't matter as much as your maturity.

She is a follower by nature. She wants you to lead spiritually. She's wants to follow, not lead.

Her children are her great treasure and blessing...If you can't see or appreciate that too, you are not the one.

She has been misunderstood, labeled, abandoned, broken and used. It took her a long time to find her worth. She won't lower her self worth again for anybody. Be a reminder of who she is in Christ every day. She will honor you for that.

She has a heart for the kingdom, and it's her hobby to serve in His kingdom always. She loves ministry and investing in others for God. It's her favorite. She eats, breathes, and lives to encourage others. She might not see the point of joining a bowling league...Just saying She wants a man who she can serve with...who has a heart for people.

Her heart isn't easily won. The right one will know how to not give up.

She can't follow a man who has no vision, dreams or aspirations. She can't follow you if you don't follow and listen to the Holy Spirit.

She admires a man who tries and who is sincere. She knows you're human and that you're not perfect. She isn't looking for perfection...She's longing for humbled sincerity.

She longs for your strength, your manhood, your availability to be leaned on. You can be her earthly hero if God is yours.

She wants to hear the music of your heart. It's not how you sing, but why you do that matters. A king David, kind of heart is attractive.

She is a girly girl by nature. She loves to wear dresses and heels and have her nails and toes done. She likes sparkly things. Don't let that make you think she is materialistic, because she's not. She loves people, God, and animals more than things, but she does enjoy a new handbag and shoes once in a while.

She loves taking bubble baths and she hopes to someday have a man who will either join her or read the Bible to her while she takes one.

She doesn't own the key of her heart...Poppa God does. So if you want in, you must know the doorman and get His permission.
Written by Jenny Williams, A Modern Day Ruth Copyright 2014

My Responsibility

God knows all. He hasn't missed a thing. 

He is my First Love, my Provider, my Protector, my Vindicator.

God breathes life and love.

God breathes hope and words of affirmations.

God breathes gentle reminders.

God opens doors. 

God breathes attention, affection and everything we need exactly when we need it.

He knows and He uses any vessel He chooses.

My responsibility is to find that woman in me and set that woman free.

Don't Water the Weeds

The grass is greener on the other side, is an overused cliche meaning many believe they would be happier in a different set of circumstances.

Then came the cliche the grass is greener where you water it, meaning if you want greener grass, take care of it.

We get it. We get the logic behind tending to your own grass.

I used to be a freak about my grass. I treated it myself with Scotts in the spring, summer and fall so my yard was thick, rich, and weedless. I remember pacing my yard with a bottle of weed killer to spray an individual weed that may have popped up. I may have only had to spray seven total.

Truly, I had the nicest lawn on the street and it was a competition in my mind.

Neighbors on one side used an expensive lawn serve that came out regularly and sprayed, but my lawn always looked much better.

The neighbors on the other side of me do nothing. This is the first year in 10 years they have mowed it regularly at least. It's full of weeds, bare spots, and often 12" high.

I understand the analogy of tending to your own grass if you want it to look good. I know what happens when you stop treating the weeds, they take over the grass.

I confess, my yard is mowed regularly and always a nice height, but I stopped passionately treating those weeds and my yard does not look the same.

It's a common sense analogy, but for most it is just more effort than what we are truly willing to do.

Then, I heard another, don't water the weeds!

This is baby steps. If you don't want to make the effort to do the work to make your lawn beautiful, at least stop watering the weeds.

The weeds of sarcasm, hurtful comments, questionable behavior and anything you don't want growing is a weed. The seeds of one weed will take over quietly and quickly.

Don't water (feed) the weeds. That makes complete sense.

Love Letters to My Future Husband

Daily Love Notes was a small book date-stamped with me capturing and writing down daily little things that meant everything to me, far more than money could buy. It was 40 pages, 25,452 words of love intended to be given on a wedding day. 

I enjoyed capturing thoughts, romance and happy memories. It was a way to say, I didn't miss a heartbeat. It all counted.

It all mattered to me. 

Then, life changed.

I simply have to have an outlet for my thoughts and my heart and I am SO excited I have found one that hits me at the core of who I am, and dances on the waters of my three fave's: faith, hope, and love.

There is a way to become a wife before a wedding day [This idea is borrowed through a new study I am doing.]

I am writing love letters to my future husband.

This is journal of my devotion to him, prayers to cover him now, the life I've dreamed of, my faithfulness to both him and God through my season of singleness as a gift on my wedding night. 

When a Small Voice is Enough

In nature, the noise from the world quiets and you can hear your thoughts. 

Spend a lot of time quiet and you meet God who is already there ready to whisper in a voice that can only be heard when your eyes and ears are ready to listen. 

That wasn't always the case.

I used to run around with my hair on fire, master of my own universe until I was exhausted and deaf by the noise of the world. 

There is peace and calm in the quiet.

Just God and me.

It is a time of conversation, covering, protection, healing, and slowly life is breathed back into me.

God is my protector and my provider.

There have been times in my life when I have looked to heaven and said, "You need to handle this" and He did. Not testing, but I recently said, "Okay, can you make this happen?" It was an odd request. Two days later, walking through a room, in a smooth segue, I hear this topic of my request present itself and time slowed down in my mind ... my God.

I remember thinking, touche. Then a part of my mind was OMGosh that is so God and look at him respond so quickly showing off! God is my Provider, He always has been.

Right now, it's me and God.

It is a magical place of walking together and talking with the noise of the outside world quiet. He is the true place of rest and rejuvenation.

I am covered and quiet as He whispers and my heart is open.

A Warriors Heart and Hero

I am ready to be caught up in an adventure, something greater than myself.

   What makes me come alive?

       What stirs my heart?

Knowing the pieces and parts I have fought desperately for, I can no longer disregard them without losing my soul. They are the core of who and what I am and yearn to be.

Adventure puts us to the test and requires something from us to see if we have what it takes and in the process we learn about ourselves and experience life outside of normalcy and routine.

Normalcy and routine bring balance.

I like to gain my equilibrium and strive to the next height and level in life.

Status quo has always felt like suffocation to me. I want adventure, passion, and to experience a way of life that taps into my wild at heart desires and has my soul singing.

I want to be caught up in something greater than myself ... and I want a hero.

What would Robin Hood, Tarzan or Wallace be without the woman they love? Lonely men fighting lonely battles. 

It isn't enough to be a hero, it is to be a hero to the woman he loves and willing to fight for. 

That's what I want, the stirred up inflamed passion of an untamed at heart man who knows exactly what he wants and to be a hero to a beauty. 

I've worked hard the last twenty years establishing a home as a single mom, raising my daughters and excelling in a career. With all these in balance, I am ready to push myself to the test, embrace adventure, discover and start living the life I yearn for. 

Doing it all on my own, I have far surpassed ready for a shared life with a hero impassioned for a life of adventure to live and a beauty to rescue. 

I want a warriors heart. 

Moral Courage

In a fast world of technology-addicted, unlimited access to anything and everything, lost is life and values that have been replaced with entitlements in segments of compromise.

I love new adventures and experiences. Last night a new walking path was discovered which feels like a treasure in my heart. The secluded path lead to an abandoned historic home from the 1800's.

It felt so remote surrounded by trees and ponds and walking up to this home to look in the windows, it was like stepping back in time. Into a world I've never known, but suddenly long for.

A simple way of life.

Less access to waking up to your iphone, Facebook, emails, texts, that distract and offer thousands of little choices at the start of every day and continue throughout the day. Choices that pull your thoughts into opposite directions, one little compromise after another and suddenly you look up and you've wandered from your life into one you don't even recognize.

I long for the noise to quiet and the gentle reminder of knowing that sometimes you have to take it back to the basics.

I long for the foundation of values, family, church, wisdom, waking up with a husband and breakfast. Knowing when to shut the world out and pull close together.

I long for the unsung hero's of character, honesty, integrity, and moral courage.  

This life offers unlimited anything and everything. I look up and see I have not deprived myself of anything or any want and I have tasted and enjoyed the best of all the things I've wanted to try.

Action. Adventure. Here. There. Everywhere.

My soul still longs for a life I don't have. And, walking up to that old, abandoned home I suddenly wished the world wide web would disappear where eyes wake up looking inside the home instead of curious as to what else is out there.

Hello Vacation!

This morning begins four days of vacation.

     Sun. Fun. Relaxation.

           Refresh and rejuvenate.

                  I am officially ...

The Granddaddy Sin

Opening my daily devotional I saw the title The Granddaddy Sin and thought, "Oh crap!"

It piqued my curiosity while being hesitant, what deserved the title granddaddy? It felt much like peaking behind a door you are afraid to look behind. What on earth? Here it goes ...

Pride is the graddaddy of all sins - typically the sin from which all other sins originate. It was pride that caused Satan to become Satan. It was price that caused the fall of Israel. And, as much as we hate to admit it, it is often pride that blocks the Holy Spirit from moving in our lives. It's the sin with the strongest grip, the sin we loathe when we see it in others, and the sin we often refuse to see in ourselves.

Throughout Scripture, God calls Christians to be humble and warns of the consequences of pride, "For those who exalt themselves will be humbled" and he foretells of the blessings of humility, "Those who humble themselves will be exalted." - Matthew 23:12.

pride

     noun

1.

a high or inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority, whether as cherished in the mind or as displayed in bearing, conduct, etc.

2.

the state or feeling of being proud.

3.

a becoming or dignified sense of what is due to oneself or one's position or character; self-respect; self-esteem.

4.

pleasure or satisfaction taken in something done by or belonging to oneself or believed to reflect credit upon oneself:

Synonyms being: Ego, self-confidence, self-love, self sufficiency, self trust.

Not a novice, lest being lifted up with pride he 

fall into the condemnation of the devil.

 - 1 Timothy 3:6

It was pride that caused Satan to become Satan. 

What a powerful statement. To be cast from heaven due to a dignified sense of oneself, to hell.

Destruction of everything good and perfect because of an entitled thought and a snowball of actions.