I look for someone to come and help me but no one gives me a passing thought.  No one cares a bit what happens to me.  Psalm 142:4


Lonliness.  It is a cold, dark, hard place.  You feel like everyone is happy and living it up and you are stuck alone.  It's like you are never picked to be on the team or invited to the party.  If you were absent from school or work, no one would notice.  

One morning during the Christmas shopping season, I went to Walmart to start my Christmas shopping.  This particular morning,  I felt a little lonely.  I don't know why because I am a loner.  I enjoy being by myself but I guess this day I wanted to be with others.  I saw all of the decorations, baking ingredients, etc and wished that I was a person with all the scheduled meetings with friends to celebrate the season.  I saw women dressed nicely with outfits that yelled they were going somewhere other than Walmart.  Not me,  I had on jeans, shirt, and a frumpy coat.   No makeup and hair was probably in a ponytail.   I went down an aisle and looked up at the shelf, and I saw a yellow post it note saying,  "You are Beautiful".  I looked around and at first I thought this wasn't for me.  No one even greeted me when I came in (not even the greeter) so I know this isn't for me.  But then,  the Holy Spirit spoke to me and I knew that Jesus was telling me that I was not alone and I do matter.  Christmas is not about the decorations, gifts, and parties.  It is about sharing God's love.

Whatever is true, noble, right, pure lovely and admirable, think about such things- Philippians 4:8

"Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. It's what sunflowers do." ~ Helen Keller

When I was a young adult , I had a straw hat with a big sunflower on it.    It was one of those hats that I would wear on bad hair day.  When I wore it, it just instantly picked up my mood.  Sunflowers make me think of happiness, laughter, peacefulness, home. It is one of those flowers that say to me "relax, enjoy this moment".  How can anyone look at a sunflower and feel down.  We can learn a lot from this most sturdy flower.  Sunflowers mean loyalty.  It stands tall even in the storms if the root is well established.  It's color is vibrant even on cloudy days.  Why is that?  Helen said it best and she couldn't see the brilliance of the flower.  Why focus on the negativity or things that aren't true.  How can you look at a sunflower and NOT focus on what is true, noble, pure, lovely and admireable.    We have free will.  You can choose to keep your face toward the sun just like sunflowers.  Doesn't it feel good to close your eyes and feel the rays of the sun on your face.  It is like a big kiss from our Father above.  So I am renaming the sunflower Dr. Phil,( short for Philippians) not the one on TV, but the Great Physician who wipes away all your sadness.

The happy flower

Happy Sunday!!!  

Heavenly Father, I thank you for this pretty September day.   Father comfort those who are hurting and those who feel helpless.  Father I know that there is no power in hell that can stand before you and I pray that you remind my sisters in Christ and me that we are daughters of a King.  Father help us to relax and unwind this evening and focus on your beauty and not on what tomorrow brings.  Please watch over us as we sleep and wake us with a fresh hope.  In Jesus name

A Time for Everything -Ecclesiastes 3

Seasons Change

I love summer.  Summer is quickly coming to an end in the Midwest.  I am mourning the lazy hot days of digging in the dirt of my garden, sitting on my back deck reading or listening to country music, (yeah I said country music) and hearing the crickets sing at night.  I like not having a schedule with the kids and taking the day as it comes.  I like wearing sun dresses and flip flops, sitting on the beach making my bronze more bronze, and watching my kids play in the ocean and scream as they get knocked down by each wave. 

Fall is a pretty time of year where colors come to life and the crisp air wake you up like a good cup of coffee.  Fall is the time when school starts again and routine is back in full swing.  Get the kids up,  yell about time, take to bus stops, go to work ( Me time) , get kids from bus stops/carpool,  help with homework, cook dinner,  soccer practice,  tutoring, Wednesday night bible study and youth group, yell about chores , baths, backpacks, computer, tv,....you get the picture?  I'm tired just thinking about it.  Fall is when the weekend is " my happy time" unless it is packed with commitments.  Fall is when football , the smell of bonfires, sounds of marching bands and that dressing, collard greens, and macaroni and cheese put a smile on my face.

Then the dreaded  Winter.  When everything dies. Trees are bare and my skin feels like leather.  My hair takes a beating from the artificial heat.   Shea butter and Coconut oil are like grace and mercy.  Days are short and this is when SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) comes to visit.  This is the time I feel like that cartoon where the cloud over my head keeps following me and only me.  The bright spots in Winter is Christmas and my son's birthday.   I thank God for the gift of sunny Winter days.  I know God created those days just for me.  It's like He is smiling at me and saying "it's going to be alright."

Spring comes and me, the grass and the trees come back to life.  That first sign of a daffodil is a promise that Summer is not far behind.  Seasons change.