Thursday, January 10, 2013
My Pensive Heart: Day 4 - Maps
My Pensive Heart: Day 4 - Maps: http://sanctuaryofwomen.com/womenschristmasretreat2013.html I'm so touched by all of the responses each email I read. When I was on the c...
Day 4 - Maps
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I'm so touched by all of the responses each email I read. When I was on the computer today, there was a wrinkle advertisement and showed a wrinkled up pair of hands and the advertisement said something to the fact that if you don't take care of your skin your skin would look like the hands in the photo. It was after reading all the post for the day which made me so aware of hands. I looked at that advertisement photo of the hands and if just reminded me a grandmother hands. It didn't look bad to me. They looked kind, loving...just because they are all gnarled and withered looking doesn't mean they are ugly as the advertisement tried to imply.
My hands have become exactly like my mother's hands. I look at them on occasion and realize how I look like and aging just like my mother. I have same wrinkles, the same bulging knuckles and the same textured fingernails. I sometimes look in the mirror and see my mother all the time.
My hands have held my son at birth to a hug and brush through hair of the man that he has become. My hands have carried food and dishes at a restaurant. Cooked many a meals for my family. Crafted gifts galore for friends and family. Painted with brushes, canvas, to a digital pad to create my fantasies on a computer screen. My hands have typed on typewriters to the 22nd century computers and smart phones. From past to present my hands have been busy, writing, typing my thoughts, from negative hatred to positive love of God. Through my hands of writing and typing I found God.
Now dreaming of the future, I pray to be able to hold a grandchild and if it is the will of God, perhaps several grandchildren or GREAT grandchildren. To be able hold and read to them from God's word with even more gnarled and withered hands brushing along the pages as my dear grandchildren listen and watch my hands tell His story. Praying they will remember the love in my own hands.
I'm so touched by all of the responses each email I read. When I was on the computer today, there was a wrinkle advertisement and showed a wrinkled up pair of hands and the advertisement said something to the fact that if you don't take care of your skin your skin would look like the hands in the photo. It was after reading all the post for the day which made me so aware of hands. I looked at that advertisement photo of the hands and if just reminded me a grandmother hands. It didn't look bad to me. They looked kind, loving...just because they are all gnarled and withered looking doesn't mean they are ugly as the advertisement tried to imply.
My hands have become exactly like my mother's hands. I look at them on occasion and realize how I look like and aging just like my mother. I have same wrinkles, the same bulging knuckles and the same textured fingernails. I sometimes look in the mirror and see my mother all the time.
My hands have held my son at birth to a hug and brush through hair of the man that he has become. My hands have carried food and dishes at a restaurant. Cooked many a meals for my family. Crafted gifts galore for friends and family. Painted with brushes, canvas, to a digital pad to create my fantasies on a computer screen. My hands have typed on typewriters to the 22nd century computers and smart phones. From past to present my hands have been busy, writing, typing my thoughts, from negative hatred to positive love of God. Through my hands of writing and typing I found God.
Now dreaming of the future, I pray to be able to hold a grandchild and if it is the will of God, perhaps several grandchildren or GREAT grandchildren. To be able hold and read to them from God's word with even more gnarled and withered hands brushing along the pages as my dear grandchildren listen and watch my hands tell His story. Praying they will remember the love in my own hands.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
My Pensive Heart: Day 3 For Those Who Have Far to Travel
My Pensive Heart: Day 3 For Those Who Have Far to Travel: http://sanctuaryofwomen.com/womenschristmasretreat2013.html Page 8 and 9 The poem "An Epiphany Blessing" Wow!! Beautiful poem.....I wi...
Day 3 For Those Who Have Far to Travel
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Page 8 and 9
The poem "An Epiphany Blessing"
Wow!! Beautiful poem.....I wish I could write like this!!! I love the stanza:
will know;
the secret promises
for your particular path
and the new ones
you will need to make
when the road
is revealed
by turns
you could not
have foreseen.
My life has taken so many turns and God has promised me so many blessings. Over the years I finally have gotten to a point that I'm so aware of God being around me. I do not go a day where I do not feel God's presence. Several years ago, God gave me a dream and in the dream was the word "secret" (the reason for me to zero in on this stanza). Everytime I come across the word "secret" I have to stop and think about my dream. This is my promise of God ...this word "secret". This stanza is so much talking to me at this particular time in my 2013 life's journey with God. I see and remember where I came from and I'm excited for the road ahead. BUT....I'm taking each moment at a time and living it the best in that moment as I can and hopefully by God standards. I try not to worry about the future or tomorrow.....I have enough to worry about today at this moment.
Page 8 and 9
The poem "An Epiphany Blessing"
Wow!! Beautiful poem.....I wish I could write like this!!! I love the stanza:
There are vows
that only youwill know;
the secret promises
for your particular path
and the new ones
you will need to make
when the road
is revealed
by turns
you could not
have foreseen.
My life has taken so many turns and God has promised me so many blessings. Over the years I finally have gotten to a point that I'm so aware of God being around me. I do not go a day where I do not feel God's presence. Several years ago, God gave me a dream and in the dream was the word "secret" (the reason for me to zero in on this stanza). Everytime I come across the word "secret" I have to stop and think about my dream. This is my promise of God ...this word "secret". This stanza is so much talking to me at this particular time in my 2013 life's journey with God. I see and remember where I came from and I'm excited for the road ahead. BUT....I'm taking each moment at a time and living it the best in that moment as I can and hopefully by God standards. I try not to worry about the future or tomorrow.....I have enough to worry about today at this moment.
Monday, January 7, 2013
My Pensive Heart: Day 2 - Setting Out
My Pensive Heart: Day 2 - Setting Out: Message from Pastor Cheryl Smith: Good morning, ladies! I was excited to get to the computer and connect with all of you this morning. W...
Day 2 - Setting Out
Message from Pastor Cheryl Smith:
Good morning, ladies! I was excited to get to the computer and connect with all of you this morning. Whatever the significant differences between women and men, it is obvious that we understand "connection" in a different way. Our way might not be better or worse than men's way, but it is quite different, and I know for sure that we do ourselves no favors when we neglect our need to be in relationship with other women. This is a new kind of relating for us--an email conversation with women who we (mostly) don't know, and yet who share a desire to experience some piece of the sacred journey together.
It's Monday, and we are alll back to whatever schedules demand our lives, but it's Monday together. . . . . .it's good to be walking the same path with you all.
Today, let's read and reflect on pages 6 and 7. And may the blessing be before you ALL DAY LONG!
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I'm a bit behind here but here is day 2 of our Women's Christmas Retreat........
Quote
"every pilgrimage shrine is an archetype of the sacred centre"
DEFINITIONS
SHRINE
1. a building or other shelter, often of a stately or sumptuous character, enclosing the remains or relics of a saint or other holy person and forming an object of religious veneration and pilgrimage.
2. any place or object hallowed by its history or associations: a historic shrine.
3. any structure or place consecrated or devoted to some saint, holy person, or deity, as an altar, chapel, church, or temple.
4. a receptacle for sacred relics; a reliquary.
PILGRIMAGE
1. a journey, especially a long one, made to some sacred place as an act of religious devotion: a pilgrimage to Lourdes.
2. any long journey, especially one undertaken as a quest or for a votive purpose, as to pay homage
ARCHETYPE
1. the original pattern or model from which all things of the same kind are copied or on which they are based; a model or first form; prototype.
2. (in Jungian psychology) a collectively inherited unconscious idea, pattern of thought, image, etc., universally present in individual psyches.
We all have some type of sacred pilgrimage that we take from a pattern or thought I feel is our gift from God that he wants to share with us. It's that pilgrimage that we individually need to journey. It's this journey that we need to make ourselves with God.
Questions:
Have you ever taken a trip that began as a dream, an imagining, a moment of illuminations? I'm taking that trip now....a dream of having my own business. A dream that I have wanted for years but never could figure out "What business?" Now I know!!!
What inspired you to set out? God gave me a business plan in scripture that put the thought in my head. I knew then what I needed to do. A few months later, I prayed one morning dreading going to work and put my job in his hands to advise me what I needed to do....that very afternoon ....I was laid off ...I knew God has a plan
Is there a pilgrimage you long to make? Having my own business and now it is in place and all I have to do is journey through the process.
What would it take for you to go? God made that decision for me and I'm on my way. Buisness is in place...I just need to find my customers. That is my journey to use the business that God gave me and work it for Him.
My Pensive Heart: ONLINE WOMEN'S RETREAT
My Pensive Heart: ONLINE WOMEN'S RETREAT: http://sanctuaryofwomen.com/womenschristmasretreat2013.html I received an email from a really good friend advising that one of her past pa...
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