12/2011

I'm in the middle of something big.  I feel as if I'm on the verge of an important time in my life.  I just heard my coworker say "Who are you?".  While she wasn't talking to me, it immediately started me thinking.  Who am I?  Who do I want to be?  I see clearly who others are. I see their strengths, weaknesses.  I am trying to slow down, see me, well... allow God to show me me.

Sometimes you just need a little flip of a switch to show you you and to turn the light on. There is more to come! Much more! I'm excited to share my life, food, stories, testimonies and duh-moments!
I ran some laps and back where I started from in a lot of aspects. I can't wait to see where this journey will take me this time!
Stay tuned...

Cross the Street With Caution - Sometimes

God has a way of marking time in your life in different ways. These are moments that can change your life, your outlook and your direction. Think of it like this...When you get to the curb, you stop. Look left. Look right, then left again. Sometimes there is a light and you wait until it says to cross. Or you go against the light and you duck an dodge the cars that are coming. When God stops you to mark a time in your life look for the authority to proceed. Don't just walk out into traffic. Don't just barely get across. Have the green light to move with confidence in the direction He has positioned you for. When you cross the street, you never look back to see if it is OK to cross the street. In the same regard, don't let your past stop you from moving forward.

This is my personal epiphany today.

I've come to a place to cross. Not exactly an intersection, but to a place where God says; Stop, look, listen then move. There is new territory across the way. A new place for you. A new land.

...Nice Try

OKay, I gave it a good old college try, but I'm going to have to take drastic measures! I'm going to give you to recipe for pushing to blues away. Now before I do, please remember that you have to only use this in an emergency. This can not be done too often. I'm not sure of the effects, but I suspect you begin to morph and we would not want that to happen. So here goes. When you are feeling low (and I got this part from Bing Crosby) count your blessings instead of sheep. Sit in the middle of your bed. Turn on the stupidest (yet funniest) cartoons ever because they never have real-human-sucky-problems. Apply one decadent chocolate bar to mouth, chew and swallow. Now here is the kicker. Halfway through the cartoon, lay down while still eating the bar and rest your eyes during the commercial! This always works! GARR-RUN-TEED!

Granted, you will have to brush your teeth extra well in the morning and you may have to change your pillow case. And there is no cure for "Wile E. Coyote, Genius" chasing you in your sleep, but you'll wake up feeling like a million bucks! Promise :)

You Will Be Happy, Whether You Like It or Not!

It's not your turn today.
I know you want in,
its just not your turn.
I will not answer the door.
You can not come in.
I'm going to let joy have a chance today,
if I have to hunt it down and
take it's knees out.
It will stop and see me on this day.
Kicking or screaming, I'm holding on.
You, however, will not be the one.
If I have to pray you away
dance you into another time,
I just will.
Get lost in little soilders and toy cars,
fixing dinner and singing praise
I just will.
Doing dishes and folding sheets.
Taking notes and ironing socks.
I just will.
Whatever I have to do,
you knock on some other door.
Go where you are welcome,
you have no place here.

The Big Bang Theory

Today, my mind is on the unexpected feeling you get when all you expect is the ordinary and the extra ordinary over takes you. Like an unexpected kiss. Or a divine taste of a spoon of goodness. That moment when things are usual and it collides into WOW. It is a marked moment in time. Often it is a first, but sometimes its just an improvement. It can make you realize that a reality you thought to be true, was only a foreshadow of what it could be and has now become.

Paths

I have a journal. I have several actually. Most sit empty. A few are only begun. Some are even written in from the back, upside down. They are empty not because I don't have anything to say, or because I don't have thoughts worth capturing. They remain unfilled, because I have too much to say, too many thoughts, too many paths. I don't know where to begin or which to assign a road to. It is as if I am afraid that the improper use of the pages is in some way a travesty a disgrace to the fibers of it. Much like I have pictured my home being, there are so many sides to which I am true, if that is possible. It makes me feel double minded, but perhaps I am just multifaceted! Perhaps I am not to be simple or easy to figure out. But complicated and interesting. I like the sound of that better.