Monday, March 26, 2018

Palm Sunday 2018 ~

Yesterday was Palm Sunday; it rather escaped my mind though I knew it was coming.  I imagine I was preoccupied and not paying attention to the calendar.  I got ready for church as usual and headed in.  It was a wonderful surprise to see the children participating in the service.  It brought back wonderful memories for me when Jim and I celebrated our first Palm Sunday together.  Jim took me to a Monastery; I believe a Franciscan out in Paradise Valley, AZ.  It was a very long time ago and I of course can’t ask Jim.  It was way out – desert setting, beautiful.  I tried looking for it but I’m quite curtain its appearance has changed with growth.  I had never been to one before and was curious of course, he though was brought up catholic. 

Upon our arrival we were handed palm leaves and that’s what always stuck with me.  We brought them home and Jim fashioned a cross in which he hung up.  We kept the leaves over the years and after moving so many times I believe they ended up in a book.  Seeing the children waving palm branches Sunday brought those memories back and not just of my first Palm Sunday with Jim but remembering Jesus and His triumphal entry, John 12:12, into Jerusalem that soon ended as He headed up to Calgary. 

It was God’s love for us that Jesus died on that tree.  He paid the debt that we owed for our sins.  The Bible tells us that the natural man, can’t comprehend (discern) the things that are of spirit and that it's foolishness to them, 1Corinthians 2:14.  So it’s hard for many to understand what Jesus did for mankind with their minds and the spiritual part of man needs to be addressed.  Every person born has a longing that is there.  Something that needs filled, a void if you will that is only temporarily filled with something.  Man cannot in all they try to do fill what they’re not even sure is missing and make excuses why not to believe.  Jesus can and will if you accept His gift, Romans 6:23.  God in His Word says if you seek Him with your whole heart you will find Him, Jeremiah 29:13.  I went to church and believed in God but that wasn’t enough.  Still something was missing in my life - Jim helped me see what that was, Jesus Himself said "He stands at the door and knocks," Revelations 30:20.  Palm Sunday was just a part of what the Lord showed me through Jim that day.    

Jim mentioned in his blog post I read this morning that our moving to Ohio was for that “once in a lifetime opportunity.”  Then added.  .  .

“One thing is for sure there's nothing in life that occurs only "once in a lifetime" except for ones true acceptance of Jesus Christ as your Lord and savior.” 

I know this is true for me in my life.  I’m thankful that Jesus loved a sinner like me so much that He prepared a place for me eternally and that I will see Jim again and all those that accepted God’s free gift through His Son. 
I pray on your behalf that you take this “once in a lifetime opportunity,” and seek the Lord with your whole heart – you won’t be disappointed.  Oh and the cool thing is the Tomb that Jesus was laid in is to this day empty, John 20:1- this gives us hope and assurance of eternity with Him.  I hope to see you. V

This was quite the movie back in the day but gives an account for Palm Sunday though never called that in the Bible.  But they took palm leaves. . . People still walk the path that Jesus did in Jerusalem this very day.

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

A Widow - she is.

I've been working on a post since last year and with a not so surprising subject if you have recently been following my blog.  As one can imagine it is not necessarily a subject that lacks a number of emotions.  Grief within it's self is something that can have you all over the place with thoughts and feelings that floods every part of you.  Eventually I'll get to it and finish.

Originally when I first started this blog I wanted to inspire others.  It was also a way for me to connect with others, be creative, share my thoughts and things I enjoy.  I wanted to have something my family could enjoy that was a part of me and to have fun along the way.  I've certainly enjoyed working on my blog - I still would like to inspire people but would also like to help someone that might be going through similar things on their journey called life.

Journalling does help me and I would suggest to anyone, writing your thoughts and feelings down prayers you have, even concerns or anything that is going on.  Memories - family stories or events there really isn't any rules to this but it is good for you.  It has proven to be good for me; it was for my husband and he was very good at it.

I do write more in my journal than I do on my blog, some I share posting here and I do jot ideas down for future posts.

This was today:

March 21, 2018 Wednesday

This morning I thought to myself that widow is something I've never been before or called myself.  It's like I discovered a new development in a case.  I've thought of this word - "name" before but looked at it different this morning.  "I am a widow."

Outside of following what you can glean from the Word; being a widow doesn't come with instructions.  

Pain doesn't seem to go away. But it comes at you less through the time God gives you to allow for healing.


The important part of journaling is that when I go back through my journal, I've found that over the years the Lord had been speaking to my life in such a way that what was written ministers to me this very day.

September 12, 2008

He is faithful and He is full of mercy
His love for you remains the same.

My heart feels broken,
Only you can repair.

Waiting many hours,
I'm feeling deep despair.

Longing for answers,
He can only bring.

Waiting on You Lord,
Help my heart to sing.


And, He is faithful ~

Monday, February 12, 2018

Valentines ~

I wanted to share my thoughts when I first found them, yes - Valentines of mine.  My gram saved my old little greetings they no longer seem to make.  In Pennsylvania we’d say from school chums and how sweet they are to see.  She also had a few of my dad’s tucked away. 

I can’t speak for all my elementary class but I had fun decorating my shoebox to set on my desk to receive cards in.  I had fun picking the cards I wanted to give and handing them out too.  For a kid it was a lot of fun - true I think for all of us and we did have a little party.             

As time went by and I grew older it changed.  We moved and I know longer had my school chums.  I did make a few friends but it wasn’t the same and I found myself unhappy.   A story for another time ~ 

People everywhere have celebrated Valentines Day in some form or another.  The idea of giving someone you love or interested in a card with possibly a gift is sweet.  I’m not quite sure how handing out cards started and still are, as when I was young – I’ll save that for another time, as well.  But mostly people think of love  .   .   .   . is in an affectionate way, romantically even lustful and the latter seems to cheapen what love really should be.  I imagine that would depend on what one believes.  

To me love in the truest form is lasting, it’s being able to forgive what someone would deem unforgivable in most standards.  It’s truly caring and putting someone (others) before yourself - being selfless. 

I guess a question we could ask is, “What is Love?”

Of course, I'm not referring to when you first meet someone and have that physical attraction for each other which sometimes is even one sided unless or until things change.  That's how most relationships seem to start.  I've referring to a kind of love that is more meaningful, deeper.  I believe God is our creator and He created us to have a relationship with Him, as well as each other and to not be alone. I believe as with husband and wife in the natural sense of the word, even though things might not be perfect in that relationship. God works all things out when we let Him, He'll give you wisdom and guidance needed, as that was true in mine.  But through my relationship with God.

Jim was a romantic and the “perfect” gentlemen - very much the courtship type of guy..  When we first started dating I wasn’t sure how to take it.  I didn’t really grow with up an outward showing of affection, like with hugs etc.  Or at least what I can remember.  I’m not complaining, just pointing out a possible reason as to why I didn’t know how to take my future husbands affection - intentions.  Of course we had that physically attraction I believe God gives us but it grew into something much deeper and we were inseparable.   

The world has a certain view and it’s hard for them to understand why some marriages stay together when mistakes are made, even with some hurtful ones.  But for us I can only speak.  God is Love and through Him there is forgiveness and for those that are truly walking with Him they know His forgiveness and that you can forgive each other.  Forgiveness is there - when there is Love.   I loved Jim very much and through all the different challenges we had in our marriage.  I've shared with a few that I've been reading through notes and journals of Jim's.  Below are a few of his thought's and writings I found and is perfect for today.

Her beauty was like the evening sunset over the desert as it sets with its brightly painted shades.  Shades of orange crimson and gold.

Her beauty was like the evening sunset over the desert as it falls fading of brightly painted shades of crimson and gold.

When my eyes first met hers I knew she was mine.  With a little wave of her hand and a smile

Our love is the beauty of two entwined
Held so tightly our embrace
Her hair so soft covered my face
Eyes locked together piercing each sole
Mine becomes hers, hers now mine
With a touch so gentle
Hands and fingers joined
Outstretched arms
Lips toughing lips
There has never been a time in my life when I have felt so deeply in love with you my bride ~
Oh, no doubt when we first fell in love the excitement and feelings were running like white water currents of a raging river ~
Riding the currents of early love was filled rapid anticipation of what might be around the next bend.
The sense of danger at times only added to the rush of adrenaline through our body’s as we laughed and cried over the same river we ride.
They say a white river runs shallow
This may well be true, as our love grows from something hollow to the deep waters of the slow and wide river.  July 2008 JMB

What I've share written from my husband is very personal.  It's important to note he spent much of his latter life effected with pain he struggled up and down in his shorten life.  He would say make the most of your time loving each other as the Lord loves you, for God is Love, Love is unconditional. Sometimes what we place importance on isn't.  We worry about temporal things in this life and usually get realigned when things go wrong.  Jim and I never truly celebrated Valentines Day but I'm happy that we shared in the Fathers Love.

Over his illness Jim wrote - The thing that makes me sad is how all this is affecting Vicky, I so much want her to be happy.  After the Lord she's the most important person in my life - The kids hold and equal but separate place in my heart - They are after all, flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone - or shall I say flesh of our flesh, bone of our bones.  July 2008 JMB

I haven't even scratched the surface of all his writings but thankful I have them.  I think of him everyday and a day doesn't go by without missing our talks.  Happy Valentines Day ~

Love in Jesus,

BTW   What is Love?  1John 4:7-21 and some ~