May 26, 2015

How to find Joy

Does life seem flat? 
 Is there missing joy in your life?
  Do you wish you could have joy again?

Well I know a little secret.

 But before we get to that, did you know that the word rejoice means to find joy again?  It is kind of like going down deep into the soul and stirring up joy again. It isn't lost, it just may have gotten pushed out of the way when life took you on some twists and turns.

The secret  really isn't a secret; 
it is in your Bible...

 Now that was from the Life Application Bible
but your version might sound like this:

So quiet yourself for a moment,
(do it now or more life may spring up
 and keep you from that joy that is longing to come to you!)
and then 

"God is great!"

And if it doesn't come with the first shout, give it a go again.
Let JOY arise!

May 22, 2015

Three of my Loves

It is May and a level of Thanksgiving rises in my heart this time of the year, that is unparalleled to other non-holiday times of the year. 


 I wake every morning of May, thanking God for every little bit of this beautiful new spring day. 

Honestly, I don't know when my love for May rose up or for my love of lilacs.  I think my mum had her hand in the lilac love.

 I LOVE lilacs!

 As a child, we didn't have them growing in our large yard,
 but would go for drives in May and find abandoned old bushes.
We would pick armfuls to bring home and enjoy.
  My mum must have been on the lookout all year,
come lilac season we would take our adventuring hearts out of their 
cold-winter-New- England slumber
 and would head to her favorite 'lilac liberating' locations.
We would march through field turned forest to find the giant old bushes;
mama and her three littles (me being the oldest). 

Their heavenly smell would greet us as we stepped out into the crisp spring air.  We would park our Volkswagen bus by the forest edge and trek in to gather armfuls of fragrant lilac bunches.  My sweet mum was highly sensitive to the effects of poison ivy and many times would end up covered in it, but still each new May would bring our liberating of lilacs.  Fortunately my siblings and I could roll in poison ivy back then and see not a spot of it upon our wee little bodies.  Times sure do change!

So far I have shared my love of May, my love of lilacs and now I will share the last piece of today's three loves;

 my love for God. 

Here is a prayer I wrote down to my Father this morning in my journal.  He is who I speak to every morning, upon the slightest movement toward awakening.  God is the one who allows me to wake to another day, May or not.  He is the one who has wooed me to His heart and made a place for me in His family. He has given me a heart to love and to enjoy; 

 Oh, that I would live out of that love to bring Him joy!

Oh Lord, 


help me,


correct me, 


 teach me, 


show me, 


lead me, 




and use my life,


 that others may be drawn to You.


in Jesus' name I ask it.



May 12, 2015


Crazy for Lilacs!

I guess my kitty-boy Tobin loves lilacs as much as I do.
 Lucky for us, my children brought me a small bouquet to adorn the kitchen table.
  The fragrance is heavenly, guess Tobin can't get
 enough of their intoxicating smell either.

Lilacs, they are one of my favorite parts of May. 
 Oh, how I love thee May. 
 Let me count the ways!

And yes, the naughty kitty-boy is laying on the table.  Cats, kids, I find that they all have a mind of their own.  Normally I would scoot him down and remind him of his manners, but as I am smitten by lilacs; how could I possibly begrudge him this short lived indulgence?

Sweet Tobin is deep in lilac thought.  Me too. 
 Thinking how I can get a few more bouquets
 to fill the house with beautiful lilac fragrance!

Enjoy your May day!

May 11, 2015

Anxiety Help

Help for those with Anxiety

Hope this opens your eyes and gives you a new outlook
on whatever it is that is causing you to be anxious.

These are from notes I added into my phone
(The Holy Spirit talks to me at different times,
 so I have found it super helpful to use the notepad on my phone)
as I felt the Lord nudging me to learn from Him on this:

Anxiety = a constant fearful uneasiness

Anxiety will never change a past mistake,
 prevent future calamity or supply us with anything we don't already have. 

The primary cause of anxiety 
(or disquietude, which was the word the Lord had whispered to me):

Fear of man

Proverbs 29:25  

The fear of man brings a snare,

 but whoever trusts in the Lord shall be safe.






 Well, how then can we refocus our hearts and minds?

 Let's jump into the Word of God...

Proverbs 15:13

A merry heat makes a cheerful countenance,

 but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.   


 Heart:  our inner seat of our mind, our will and our emotions.  The Bible uses our heart to speak of our innermost source.  Out thoughts spring therefore from our hearts.

We need to focus on the positive things of life, so we can be filled with optimism and confidence.  Focusing on the things that is causing our anxieties (negative thoughts) will only keep us ensnared.  Our anxiety and that negative thought pattern will only keep us stuck in uncertainty and pessimism.

Escape route...the way out!! (Hope!)

Psalm 34:4-6

I sought the Lord, and He heard me, He delivered me from all my fears (anxieties).  They
looked to Him and were radiant, and their faces were not ashamed. This poor man cried out, and He saved him out of all his troubles.

David teaches us in this verse that we need to continue to cry out to God in our anxiousness and trust in Him.  God alone is our solution.  He can solve it for us, as we trust it fully to Him.

1 Peter 5: 6-7

Therefore humble yourself under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.

Philippians 4: 6-7

Be anxious (fear filled) for nothing (no thing), but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving let your requests be known to God; And the peace of God, which surpasses understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

So, our solution is taking all our fears, anxieties, and doubts to God.  He will come to our rescue, as we humble ourselves before Him and ask for help to trust Him in it.

Ask God to help you believe:

Isaiah 41:10

"Fear not, for I am with you, be not anxious, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you, yes, I will help you with my righteous right hand."

Praying you find freedom from anxiety today.  Please let me know if I can help you by joining in you with prayer about it.

May 8, 2015


Just another spring day at our house:

My baby asked what she could do, as she had run out of ideas for the day.   I told her she could clean the windows to the porch.  She immediately ran to go get the tools needed. 

I sat down, first time all day and looked up to see her going at it very focused.  I stopped trying to suck up the quiet moment and thanked her for doing the windows for me.

She answered, "Oh, it is okay Mama.  This is my second favorite thing to do."  She set about still very focused on finding every fingerprint.

I asked curiously what was her first?  

"It's riding my scooter, but this is the next thing I love doing in the spring."

Oh my.  TOO sweet.  

Hope your day had a touch of sweet joy too!

Apr 30, 2015

On Giving

Proverbs 19:17 (Easy to Read Version)

Giving help to the poor is like loaning money to the Lord
He will pay you back for your kindness.

I remind myself again and again that we can never out-give the Lord.  Here He is asking us; or reminding us, that all He is asking of us is kindness.  Kindness is just another name for mercy; which is another name for love. Kindness works like cash in the Kingdom.  We give it and it goes into our heavenly account. 

 As we do it, the Lord sees it and counts it as reaching out to help Him.  Remember what He said about that...


I have been asking God to help me be kind to those who have less; there are so many who are hurting all around us.  Each week He has given me the energy to rise early on Saturday, to reach out his heart to the poor.  He goes ahead of me, bringing them and then gives me the words and the strength to begin to love them. I am amazed at how often they are flipping it and being 'KIND' to me. 

How often do we not step out because we feel like we have nothing to give.  I think most of us equate giving with dollar and cents signs, instead of acts of love and kindness. Many times, I am giving more from my heart than from my purse, but the Word says that the Lord sees this kindness and sets aside a reward for us.  How often does the enemy come to us and tell us we aren't doing enough for God.  Right here we can claim it isn't how much we are "doing", but how much we are being who we were made to be.

Be Kind.

It's not that hard.  Let the love flow and God will move to do His part!  

Apr 27, 2015

Trying Something New!

Ever wish something new would happen...
it's spring and I am going to link up with 
 Why, well because it is good to try new things!

For Today... April 27, 2015
Outside my window... a gentle breeze is whispering through the old rhododendrons that sit affront my study window. The grass is beginning to green and the ruts in the gravel driveway are beginning to dry out in hopes of new pea-stone arriving for spring.
I am thinking...about listening for God's voice.  He gently woke me up this morning at 5 a.m. and we read 1 John chapter one and two together.  I am looking forward to rising early and listening for His sweet voice.
I am thankful... that after a course of 9 weeks with illness, that I am finally feeling stronger. Have begun to add homemade Kombucha and Kefir into my diet in hopes the probiotics and B-vitamins give me a much needed boost.
I am wearing... a turquoise zip-up, a black t-shirt and pair of comfy black leggins.  My ped socks started off clean and after several trips outside to the recycle bin...(I threw on my garden clogs) are now feeling less than pristine.
I am creating...a gigantic pot of vegetable stock with all the bits and pieces of veggies that I have saved over the past 2 weeks in  bags in my freezer.
I am going...into the woods later to drop off snacks to the 3 raccoons we raised 3 summers ago. They love snacks and we love to empty out all the leftovers that are past their prime.  I have a huge sack of bread ends and muffin bits that came from leftovers from feeding the homeless this Saturday.  My friend who runs clean up in the kitchen, always makes me a raccoon-to-go-bag. 
I am wondering...about a door God opened into prayer ministry at my church.  Is it finally the time that I can be part of the prayer team!
I am reading... Highly Sensitive  by Carol Brown.

I am hoping...for reconciliation with two friends.
I am keep my eyes and heart on Him and not on the circumstances that make me sad.
In my garden...daffodils are just pushing up. We are raking up the sleepy beds to put down fresh brown mulch.
In my kitchen... the school books are spread out over the table and counter; as three of my 6 children finish their lessons for today. The stock quietly bubbles its approval.

In the homeschool oldest daughter quietly reads with her back against the pellet stove that is still running, though it be almost May! The others have dispersed to read with a cat or cuddle under warm fleece blankets.

A favorite quote for today..."Let me see, the rest of my life is open, I think I can fit you in."
A peek into one of my days...
One of my favorite things...quiet time with God and my journal; to capture what it is He wants me to know.
From the board room...
thinking it would be pretty in the garden.

Post Script:

How I love much fun and such a simple way to relax. 
 As a visual person I love being able to gather information this way.
 Although I think you make better friends through blogs!

Apr 26, 2015

On Being Transformed...

(I love this is totally random,
 but so are some of my thought I share later in this post...)

Prayer Request Sunday

Here I am.  Here you are too.  Glad you stopped by, how was your week?
Can we pray about something together and see if we can take some of the heaviness or burden off your heart and put into our Father's hands together?

God is so amazing. 

 I was ministering Saturday morning with Sparrow Ministries and was just so filled with joy as I did.  What a privileged to follow God and to do what He is doing. 

 I was so blessed by a woman named Raven (not her actual name). Raven is near 70 years old I'd say, and suffers from health issues and has had many hard past life situations.  She was hard and tough to say the least.  Many were afraid of her and found her too difficult. God has been transforming Raven through love. He broke of so many hurts and has begun to heal her in so many ways!!!!

 Raven just amazed me, as she came to apologized to me for calling me a, "Jesus freak," so many times.  She saw it now as "persecution," and wanted to tell me how sorry she was for that.

 a bit of background:

 After I would talk with her, boldly sharing Jesus, she would turn and mock me to others (which included one of my daughters who had grown to love Raven and my Knight, who happened to also minister here.) "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus...she just says it too much!" she would say.  We laughed it off, as my own children say, "Mama is always calling out to Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!" (I do this if there is sudden need and I want Him interceding for us or in an urgent situation.  I am a woman of prayer and know who it is I need to call to.)

I had been sharing God's love for her, but never really felt like she was really listening or open to the gospel I was sharing. Raven picked at the breakfast food we gave out each week and let me sit with her from time to time, but I really felt like so little was making it to her heart. I gathered it up in prayer, as I know it is power to us.   God's Word never goes forth void.

  One morning she shared she had a dream that was really bothering her.  I told her that sometimes God had allowed me to interpret dreams and perhaps I could help her understand what it meant.  It was amazing what transpired next.  She gave me the details and the Lord quickly deposited meaning into the pictures she had held since the dream.  The dream was about God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit.  It was about her need to see Jesus for who He is and her need for Him to be her Lord and Savior. Raven didn't like Jesus and didn't believe He was part of the Trinity.  She listened to the interpretation, but still seemed to not really want to take anything from me, whether it be friendship, the gospel or dream interpretation.

I think the only reason she listened to me at all is because I told her earlier, that I too had Native American blood flowing through my veins (Blackfoot).  She as a Native American was okay with God, but not with Jesus.  She drew from that until God began unraveling the pictures He had spoke to her in this dream.  

Several weeks went past and I hadn't gone to minister.  When I came and plunked myself down next to her, as she ate her pancakes, she said, "Look at me closely, do you see anything different?"  I studied her, and other than she no longer looked angry, she was radiating light.  She began to giggle. 
(which isn't her at all!)

She blurted out, " I am a Jesus person too.  I asked Jesus to forgive me and I am a Christian now.  Hey, I got baptized. And I found this little church and the people are so helpful to me.  I am learning so much about Jesus!  I am telling everyone I know about him.

You could have blown me right over.  I think I was laughing and crying at this point- I am sure I let out a shout of victory as well!!  

My friend Raven is transformed.  She is being transformed.  God's Word does that for us and to us.  He does it to us, if we let Him. 

 I want to be transformed, 
I am being transformed as I give Him my life.

We gave Raven a large print bible with Jesus' words in red. She had asked me weeks before for a Bible she could read.  When I bought it, I had prayed over it.  I asked God to use it to help her understand who it was that Jesus was.  But the day I gave it to her was the day she announced that she had found HIM.  She cried as I handed her the Bible and clutched the handwritten card with Jesus and all His many names on the front, to her breast.  She said this was the best thing that ever happened to her.  Funny how I thought when I chose the card that I might just get punched by her for it, now she wanted to frame it and look at it daily.  How fast God can move and how transformed one can be by His love poured out and received.

Oh Lord, transform us and let us be more and more like JESUS!
Sharing this and hoping it draws you in deeper too!

God is so good!  He is amazing!

Apr 20, 2015

The Past and the Future

As I was looking for something to write about, I came across this old family picture.  My sweet father, Laszlo and my mum, sandwich me in this old photo.  I am not sure who the woman is along side my dad, but assume it is an aunt. This picture gives me joy, but also stirs up a great sadness.

My dad has been gone for over 24 years now.  He took his last breaths just before my one and only pregnancy brought forth his first grandchild.  He never met any of his grandchildren and the loss has been huge to us all.  As you can see he found joy in family.

  My dad loved people and was always humming a song or singing.  He was a people guy and one who would give his shirt to anyone in need.  Proof of that would be the hundreds of people that came to his funeral; that I never met, but all had a story of how my dad had helped them.  He was loved and one who loved generously. Not many went through the line with a dry eye or without sharing in an unheard story of something my wonderful father had done for them.

Looking at me as a baby, I wonder by the look on my face if I am like him.  People have been more of a struggle for me.  I would love to be like him in that regard, but I find many times that relationships are complicated and that anything beyond the surface is really hard.  My heart longs to love, which I try, but not with as much ease as my father did it in.  It was a gift of his and one he used so very well.

My father was really laid back and I have been told that in that regard we are alike. I am easy going and so was my dear father.  He was a man of great creativity and loved to design things of beauty (mostly with wrought iron).  I wish I had more to show you, perhaps I need to talk to my mum about old family pictures and learn the art of scanning.  Time is such a hard thing to work these days. I have been told I am creative, so maybe he gave me some of that too.

I miss my dad.  I am not sure of his walk with God.  He was raised in a religion and didn't see the need to make it personal.  My heart often wonders and longs to know more about his spiritual life and his relationship with God.  I guess in that we are very different, as pretty much everyone I ever meet soon knows about my love for God and my personal relationship with Jesus.  I am an evangelist at heart and long to see the gospel transform those it touches. The Word of God is transforming for sure.

Mourning for my dad has been a long journey.  So many times things pop up in life and I wish he were here, so I could ask him what he'd do.  So often I want him to rejoice with me, but have to release tears of knowing it is just not possible.  My children have heard many stories about Grampie Kiss, but that and a few photos and my wedding video is all they will know of him.

I told God that when I get to heaven I might just hug my dad first, if he indeed is there.  You see I expect to see Jesus, the Father and the Holy Spirit, but my dad isn't in the definite column for eternity in my heart.
The Word says that there is only one way to heaven and that is through Jesus.  It isn't a church or a denomination that saves you, only the blood of Jesus.  That blood covers over all of our sins that separate us from a Holy God.  When we (each/individually/personally) confess our sins, and ask for forgiveness, He eagerly takes up position as Savior.  We make Him Lord as we give Him that position in our lives, every day thereafter.

The Savior is the only one who saves.  It isn't based on our goodness.  The Bible tells us none of us are able to earn our way there (Romans 3:23).  I hope my dad made that decision for himself, to invite Jesus to be his Lord and Savior- if he did he never told me.  We talked about my faith a lot, but he never moved from his views.  He listened, he was a great listener, but he never told or showed me differently before he left.

I share all of this very heartfelt stuff to say,  please don't put off what you should do today.  Please don't leave this earth without Jesus. My dad left suddenly and unexpectedly.  He was too young, but it was the time that God had allotted him on this earth.

 Jesus came to give you life and give it to you in the fullest (John 10:10).
If you don't know Him, He is waiting.  For those who are praying for you, bless their hearts and tell them you have decided to invite Jesus into your life.  
It will make the world of difference for you and for them.

Of course my hope is in Him 
and that I can trust 
that He works all things (to those who love Him) for my good. 

My dad was my hero,
 he was my best friend, 
I miss him terribly, 
 I have to say Jesus is my hero too,
 and the Word tells us He is the best friend any of us could ever want.

Apr 19, 2015

Prayer Request Sunday

Prayer Request Sunday

Do you have something that you'd like to pray about together? I'd love to join hearts and hands and lift whatever your burden is together to the Lord this week.




Spring looks like it has FINALLY arrived in our part of the world! How wonderful to hear the spring peepers singing in the cool of the evening once again, and to see the birds busily carrying building materials to nest with.  

We have begun yard work and fence painting was on the list of chores yesterday.  Still more to do and to spruce up around here, an ever continuing process.

   Which reminds me of our spirit and soul, which often needs sprucing up too.  How are you feeling spiritually?  Are you excited in your walk with God?  Are you passionately seeking Him, or could you use a little spiritual cleaning and a fresh touch from your Heavenly Father today?  

If you find that you are not where you'd like to be, let's pray on it!  Let's bring our hearts and minds before Him and ask the Holy Spirit to come in a sweep away the winter cobwebs that have gathered and bring refreshing to our spirits.  Just like a good closet cleansing does wonders, so does a soul searching for the believer.

Cleaning, whether in the natural or in the spiritual, is always a good thing.  And it is always good to have a friend to walk with you and to encourage you to press on and shake of the dust!

Psalm 139:23 (Amplified Bible)

 Search me [thoroughly],

 O God, 

and know my heart! 

Try me and know my thoughts! 


and I love it from The Message Bible~

 Investigate my life, O God,
    find out everything about me;
Cross-examine and test me,
    get a clear picture of what I’m about;
See for yourself whether I’ve done anything wrong—
    then guide me on the road to eternal life.


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