A HEART INSPIRED

I have indeed, fallen in love...with a word.A glorious word. PROVIDENCE .                  Yes, I know, I know. The title. Its catchy. Its misleading. You all thought there was going to be some juicy reveal. And there is. Its just a little different that a trashy summer novel, where I fall for the wrong guy and get my heart broken, just to find out that my quiet, shy, neighborhood butcher is the most amazing guy, and to  top it all, he's been in love with me the whole time. It would be nice, but there is something much better that I am leading up to. ...I have fallen in love with a word, people! PROVIDENCE. Say it with me. Say it out loud. Providence. I love how it sounds; Majestic and Regal. Strong and Heroic. Sure and Definite. It embraces me, consoles me, makes me feel loved. I can't help but love it back. To me it sounds like the sweet destination, after a long, long journey. I haven't heard  it in some time. Actually, not until  the other day at my Thursd

~ 2 Corinthians 5:17 ~ Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has gone, the new has come The kids and I are getting Baptized on Sunday. Our spiritual date of birth will be September 25, 2011. I love that we all get to do this together.The kids are so excited. Opportunities to do so have come and gone and yet, here we are in Florida, away from family and friends, making this very public declaration with our new church family. The Baptism will  be held on what our church calls "The Land". A beautiful grapefruit orchard, with a "Florida Lake" which is the future home of an expanded building for The Crossing Church and will be preformed by our Pastor, Kendal Anderson. The lake may or may not be available, however if it is, I'm in. Now, bear in mind we are talking fish, turtles, alligators and snakes.There will also be a kiddie pool, as a viable option.  We have travelled so far, almost 1200 miles. We have been embraced and we

                                                                        I never get around to eating breakfast; Too busy, not hungry, can't decide, always on the go. But, on this dark stormy morning, with the chores finished, the kids off to school, the resumes sent out and a movie I just had to watch one more time...I cooked me up some eggs. So, there I was.., a cozy candle to warm up the darkness that had settled in my living room, the dishwasher running, the dryer humming, the rain pounding, a cup of tea and my omelette. I slipped the DVD in. Bridget Jones's Diary. I've seen it few times. I always get such a kick out of that crazy Britt. I've seen the second one, and I believe the third one is on its way. But, I am drawn to the very first original one. Nothing can beat it. To me,  it's a classic. Borrowed from Jane Austin's Pride and Prejudice; you've got, Darcy. Pronounced with an English accent, it's   Daahcy. Mark Darcy for Bridget.

Imagine if you will, a world in which every thought were audible. A world where not one single thought went unheard. Would you choose your hearts expressions more carefully, would you spew the ugly truth, share the horrid lies? I ask this because there have been so many moments when I have had words; beautiful, gentle, loving words. Words that would lift up, bless and encourage one. Yet, I kept them. For what reason I wonder? For fear that they would be dismissed, difficult to accept? I ask this because there have been so many moments when I have had words; ugly, harsh, unkind words. Words that would tear down, curse and discourage one. Yet, I let them escape. For what reason I wonder? For fear that they would swallow me up, had I kept them? In my life I have lost friendships with my words. The ones spoken and the ones not. In my life I have birthed friendships with my words.The ones spoken and the ones not. Imagine if you will, a world in which every thought were audible.