Dreamy Expectations

The damp, cold air is even keeping the wildlife in hiding.

Dreary weather can be gloomy and a bit depressing.

My tendency is to shut down and hide from dull, overcast skies.

I have to remind myself that the weather is not my source of joy.

Its power over me can be limited or even eliminated.

Our attitudes can draw us to soothing situations.

Dreamy expectations can transport us to more pleasant places.

I’ve asked the LORD to bless the day and reveal hidden treasures.

I trust Him to guide me and show me where to explore.

Today will be a fun adventure.  I never travel alone!

Revelry

This morning I am saturated with peace, joy, and excitement.

Prayers of thankfulness rise like fragrant incense.

I praise God for the special gift of extended time with a friend.

Carving out time to celebrate life is essential.

Even short interludes of rest are rejuvenating.

This morning my heart is soaring way above my treehouse!

I thank my Abba Father for an abundant life!

Not Antsy

I learned at an early age to be careful where I sat.

Plopping down to sit on a red ant hill is never a good idea.

Playing in the sand on a black ant hill is less painful.

However, both lead to an incredibly disgusting bath.

Personally, I prefer bubbles over dead ants.

I do not know why Holy Spirit reminded me of these experiences.

I do know He teaches me wisdom and discernment.

Listening and obeying are paramount.

I will remain vigilant and be aware of my surroundings.

I will rest and play in safety and comfort.

Moving Forward

I listened to the birds sing and I watched the sun rise this morning.

I was even able to smile when I noticed the frost covered fields.

I knew the sun would soon melt away all traces of the chilly night.

I welcomed the warmth and the signs of new growth.

Soon there will be new possibilities budding all over the place.

New life will quickly push last year’s accomplishments out of the way.

I will release memories of seasons past and embrace this new season.

CELEBRATING LIFE

JESUS IS MY SAVIOR!

HAPPY EASTER!

Slightly Twisted

Our boys had a game that they liked to play.

It was really more of a trick or practical joke.

They would both stop and look up.

People hate to miss out on anything,

So they would look up to see what must be there.

One of the boys would laughingly mutter 

that gullible was written on the ceiling.

I really could not reprimand them for their brazenness.

When I was a teenager I had a more twisted ploy.

While walking through a city I would stop

and stare up at a tall building until a small crowd gathered.

Then I would grunt something inaudible and move on my way.

The silently, bewildered group would slowly start to disperse.

People hate to admit that they missed anything.

Sighted

Two distinctly bird shaped silhouettes are perched in the treetop.

They seem to sit perfectly still while they survey the forest.

The profiles create a tranquil picture of contentment.

The bird flew away, leaving the dead leaf behind.

We quickly analyze and define what we see.

We are hampered by preconceptions.

Casual observations are often misleading.

If seeing enables believing, then more testing is needed.