what news pierces my heart
my soul drowns in the waves
the breathing dies to a shallow pace
what pain existed is now Extinct
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Author Archives: Jeanne Elizabeth
Where are you GOD?
Can you see me down here?
My thoughts rise up to meet
you in the clouds.
Silence.
Dread.
So running forward,
I leave behind my faith.
You weep.
Roar.
Fear.
Stopping in my track
I look up.
There you show your love.
The quest for grace
can only be found
when I am nothing.
I am listening.
In my garden
I hear!
Do not worry.
Do not rush
faster than the wind.
Be still,
my soul!
Answers
Streaming
into my world
are answers
piling higher
the laundry
patiently waits
washed words
eagerly
spring forth
I am
telling you
“I’m sorry”
your bad news
overshadows
my good news!
My doctor originally told me the biopsy results would take two weeks. I graciously was told a few days ago, that the tissue sample tested, came back benign. How happy I was. Was, until I thought of my blog and how I had told my story and would have to give an ending. I thought of all those who hear they are afflicted with the dreaded “c” disease. It can be ravaging. I did not want my answer to be a curse onto those with different fates. (Do not despair! There is an answer for you as well. Seek it!)
We all face bad news at some point in our life. The answer can be cruel. The answer is a lesson. I feel guilty for being cancer free when others face hurdles I escape. In my past, in the physics department where I worked, a professor and his wife were expecting a baby, as I was. We both went into labor the same day. My baby lived. Their baby was stillborn. My baby was a miracle. Their baby was too, in a different way. It taught a lesson harder to accept. An answer hard to discern.
The bigger questions demand bigger answers.
I am obligated to embrace both.
©jeannelizabeth
Working Cursed Ground
there!
a pen
a blank page
waits
quick strokes!
a brush
a colored fabric
don a camera ’round the neck
INTERLUDE
why
madness?
get
our
self
sealed
onto
eternity?
idols?
produce
care
less
work
hard
fall
down
Silence can tell us much if we listen well.
Watch and see goodness abound.
From dirt comes food.
Nestled beneath our hurried hearts lays a seed of hope.
Can it be found, here, in these words and pictures?
I do not want to be seen.
I do not want to be heard.
Let God’s glory shine!
Genesis 8:21 The LORD smelled the pleasing aroma and said in his heart: “Never again will I curse the ground because of humans, even though every inclination of the human heart is evil from childhood. And never again will I destroy all living creatures, as I have done.
©jeannelizabeth
What are the hurdles you are facing today?
There is a magnet on my refrigerator that says:
Well, at least I can save myself!
I am a princess after all.
A child of the King of kings!
I cannot convince anyone
of my claims
to know
my Savior.
The truth is foolishness
to those who are blind.
What if you just BELIEVED!
What miracles
could
be manifest?
Answers.
Anger and why we need to get a grip on this emotion
Who hasn’t had a mouth, bursting full of hot water, ready to scald anyone within feet? I know I have. I felt justified…at least at the moment I erupted. Reflecting back, I have to wonder why I waited so long to let everyone know how I was feeling? Was I worried they wouldn’t love me if I expressed my thoughts? Who ended up hurt? How can I get a grip on my emotions in the future?
There is undoubtedly a lot of unfairness in life. Yet, do we understand truth enough to apply it to other people’s lives when we can hardly understand our day-to-day interactions? Even a slight smirk in a friend’s view, can say a 1,000 hurtful words. Perhaps tempering the tongue first, will reel in our vile thoughts and mishandling of someone’s spirit.
Forgiveness is a dying art. Accusations may play out in a courtroom, yet what does it say about a society willing to trample one another, with mud-slinging and pie-throwing. I am all for justice. Still, I question, what are we accomplishing? Clearly, if someone has caused pain and terror in someone’s life, we should not turn away, claiming we had no idea this was going on (for how long)? Still, no one is completely innocent. Even those who hate a brother or sister, commit murder. We may not embrace their lifestyle, their hair color or any myriad of personal attributes, but they are still an image-bearer of our Creator and deserve respect.
Ephesians 4:26 And “don’t sin by letting anger control you.”
Don’t let the sun go down while you are still angry, (NLT)
Psalm 4:4 Don’t sin by letting anger control you.
Think about it overnight and remain silent.
Be quick to confront a wrong. Let someone know personally how their behavior towards you is hurtful. Talk! At least try and talk to them. You may gain a friend or you might create an enemy. Even our enemies deserve our love.
Psalm 63:6 On my bed I remember you;
I think of you through the watches of the night.
Luke 6:27 “But to you who are willing to listen, I say,
love your enemies! Do good to those who hate you.
I pray you have a good day. I pray you have the courage to be above the fray of life and do as Jesus did. He came to bring LIFE and bring it more ABUNDANTLY. How can we have that in such a misshapen world?
Romans 10:9 If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord
and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead,
you will be saved (NLT)
Please note: If you are being threatened physically or spiritually, I recommend you exit the nearest door, and consider your situation carefully. Take some time and contemplate. Find a shelter. Find a friend. Seek someone willing to listen and steer you towards the truth. We are all worthy of love. Do not be bullied. That is the next topic I will tackle; love. Hope to see you soon at Sweet Promises!
Reblogged from Hope and Humor
Sound advice….
http://www.jameswatkins.com/antisocial.htm
Let us pray…Father, grant us wisdom to speak in love, judge ourselves, forgive everyone, tell the truth and be full of joy in all circumstances! Amen, in Jesus precious name!
abide in me
two weeks
until
I hear
waiting
to know
my fate
Helpless to change my destiny.
It is written.
It is.
Menopause
was suppose
to free me
Jesus says*
“Abide in me…
let my words abide in you,”
This valley
is familiar, Lord
the trees have grown
See
the climb
ahead
How
will I spend
each bright morning star?
Show me
Lord!
Teach me to count my days…
*John 15:7
When you face sickness, it takes over the mind. Every sunny day seems ten times sunnier. Every rainy day seems gloomier than usual. How will this change me? What am I to learn?
I almost welcome the pain. My heart has become as grand and spacious as the heavens opened up. Again, I cry out to God to help me through. I don’t feel alone. I feel helpless.
Update: Just an hour after blogging this, a dear friend sent me this verse, having no idea of what I was searching for. Again, there it is…PEACE, that no man can afford to give, except for the King of kings and Lord of lords. Again, I am in awe of His Majesty!
“4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.
5 God is in the midst of her, she will not be moved;
God will help her when morning dawns.” Ps. 46:4-5
This help cannot be seen outwardly.
This help cannot be taken away.
This help will keep me in perfect peace.
This help will I meditate on day and night.
Let this be my prayer Lord…Psalm 43:3 Send me your light and your faithful care,
let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy mountain, to the place where you dwell.
Dining Bottle
Holy Imagination, People!
“Perhaps I write for no one. Perhaps for the same person children are writing for when they scrawl their names in the snow.” – Margaret Atwood
From an early age, I remember thinking I could write. Curly q’s and flying w’s donned blank pages. I wondered why nobody could understand what I was trying to say. Perhaps, even now, that I can spell, people still scratch their heads and mumble to themselves.
This is an image I snapped, while walking the beach along Lake Michigan. What do you see? Can you hear anything? Memories?
