Sunday, November 23, 2008

THE IMAGINATION

There has to be a place and a time where you can go to find rest from striving and relief from pain. We live the present moment with the past only an emotion away. Our imagination can free us from taking life too seriously and comfort us with the awareness that my life is a gift given to me to give away. My personality is who I am and has the amazing potential to create good out of the failures that have caused me painful memories. This will cause us to feel irritable and angry, gloomy and depressed.

This place this time is called the Sabbath; a time to rest to enjoy the beauty of life, to find the peace deep in your soul. All week we have been like the prodigal ignoring where we have come from and trying to run away to find happiness.

In all of life there is a time for everything and we need to find time to dream and to rest and to enjoy what we have and find the peace that comes to the soul that is at rest.


I am feeling the first ache in my back but I am believing that there is a hand of healing that is resting on me as I let myself relax and feel the love that surrounds me. Thanks Jesus!


Give up chasing for answers that are "blowing in the wind" but let them come back to you.


FAITH keeps the spirit of Jesus ALIVE and allows us to receive and feel His loving touch.

Well getting up and falling over the foot stool is one way to start the day. I just told dad last night we need to be more careful walking around, meaning of course he needs to be.

I walked over to mail a few letters and bought something different for supper dad is not to happy with my slow cooker hash. We got the cupboard cleaned out a bit and fixed the fence board that blew in with the wind.

Dad opens up talking on the phone but otherwise is quiet because it hurts him to talk.

He sure enjoys talking to Melina and Ken and hearing how Sandra and Randy are doing. They are off to Sydny and Ken is off to work. Matthew keeps Melina and Jessie entertained I think.

Just found out that "McClouds daughters" are on the T. V. here on Friday nights. We feel like we are right there when we watch them.

Machael John and Mary and Jean and Sherri and Carol and Panteli went to the Winerry yesterday but 6 to 8 is too late for us now.

My what a difference a year has made for us two we are feeling our age.

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