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.
Sunday, September 25, 2016
Thursday, September 22, 2016
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.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
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.
Monday, September 12, 2016
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 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.
Thursday, September 8, 2016
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.
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.
Friday, September 2, 2016
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
Destruction of everything good and perfect because of an entitled thought and a snowball of actions.
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.
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.
Synonyms being: Ego, self-confidence, self-love, self sufficiency, self trust.
pleasure or satisfaction taken in something done by or belonging to oneself or believed to reflect credit upon oneself:
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.
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