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Monday musings <3

As I was reading in 2 Samuel today, I came across a song of David near the end of his life. 

David, the mighty warrior King, almost got taken out in a battle and his men made him move from the front lines. 

He was older and this one who toppled a giant as a boy, who eluded the murderous King Saul; the one who slayed by the tens of thousands and led his people to victory time and again, almost got taken down by one lone soldier of the enemy. 


It is inevitable.

Although it may seem we are alone in it, even the young people we envy for their vigor and varicose-lacking legs are aging right along with us. 

We get older and we get tired. 

But these days, even the young are tired. 

These “unprecedented” times have take a toll on our fellow humans the past year or so. 

Today as I read the song David wrote to God, even as he accepted the writing on the wall regarding the coming years for him, I felt compelled to write down some of the lines in my journal to reenforce them in my mind and soul today.

Later a text from a dear friend prompted me to share these powerful words with her to encourage her and I decided maybe you need them too. 

So here they are straight from The Message. 

God made my life complete when I placed all the pieces before Him. When I cleaned up my act, He gave me a fresh start.

Indeed I have kept alert to God’s ways; I haven’t taken God for granted.

Every day I review the ways He works.

I try not to miss a trick. I feel put back together, and I’m watching my step.

God rewrote the text of my life when I opened the book of my heart to His eyes. 

2 Samuel 22:21-25

Suddenly, God, Your light floods my path. God drives out the darkness.

I smash the bands of marauders.

I vault high fences.

What a God!

His road stretches straight and smooth.

Every God-direction is road-tested.

Everyone who runs toward Him makes it.

2 Samuel 22: 29-31

I want to linger here a while. 

I want to go back over those words and compare them with different translations and do a little digging. 

Will you come back tomorrow and join me? 

While you wait, maybe you could do some exploring on your own and see what you come up with.

I would love to hear <3 

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So many voices and only one that matters <3

Happy Monday morning to you! 

After a soggy weekend here in the Midwest, we are enjoying a cold but sunny day. 

Russ has already been out for a walk/run around the block and reported there is, literally, not a cloud in the sky. 

I can attest that the sun is shining full force because it is showing a badly needed window washing project that will have to wait a few more days. 

As I am thinking what to share this morning, I am mulling over the danger of “political correctness” as a guide for my moral behavior and decisions. 

Case in point. 

I have a few hashtags I like to follow on Instagram and one of them is #shoplocal. 

Through this hashtag, I get a glimpse of small businesses all around the country and the world.

I find them interesting and inspiring for the most part, although not all small businesses pander what interests me or even what I agree with, necessarily. 

I pause on the ones I like and scroll past the ones that are not necessarily in line with my tastes or even beliefs. 

But occasionally I see one that is just offensive. 

Instagram offers me the option of “Reporting” or “Don’t show for this hashtag”.

I never report them because that is not my place, but I do choose to ask to be spared any more  along the lines of this kind of advertising by tapping the “don’t show” option. 

However, I do so with a nagging voice in the back of my head suggesting that I am wrong to be offended by something. 

I hear the cynicism of media and talking heads and comedians who make fun of people like me and the Facebook people that just love to carry on arguments on other peoples opinion posts.  

But that is not the voice of God. 

I know what is okay and what is not okay to view on my phone. 

I have been given the right to politely say, “No thank you.”

And in exercising that right, I am not “judging” someone who is fine with receiving the same kind of material. I am not protesting that it exists. 

I am choosing to eliminate it from my personal experience. 

In saying this, I am not suggesting that if I see something that is blatantly exploiting someone  I do not speak up.

I am talking about areas where I know God has set a standard, and the loud, boasting voice of popular culture attempts to drown out His still small voice showing me the way to live like Jesus. 

We may think we are immune to “peer pressure” but the voices of a new “morality” are pretty persuasive right now. 

I pray as God’s people we would continue to train our ears to hear Him say…This is the way. Now walk in it. 

His ways are gracious and merciful and kind, but they also hold to a standard set by Him. 

Stay in the Word as you walk through the world <3 

You are precious to Him. 

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A little time away changes our perspective

Hey and happy Friday!

This past week, Russ and I had the opportunity to get away to the beauty that is the Lake of the Ozarks.

Russ found a nice one bedroom portion of a home overlooking the lake that could be rented for two people and it was ideal for us. 

The owner had stocked the kitchen and fridge with all the necessities and then more.

Plenty of dishes, glasses, baking and cooking utensils and vessels. There was a drawer filled with spices, staples in cabinets and fridge. Even plenty of ice already made and more trays waiting to be emptied. Our living room and eating area were roomy with lots of seating options and we had a washer and dryer. The deck offered multiple choices for seating and eating. 

It was just easy to live there.


We had what we needed and were able to rest and relax. We really only went out for our lunch and dinner groceries each day and for long walks and a hike and Russ snuck in a round of golf while I drove the cart and read as he puttered around the course. 

And I got to wondering why it was so much simpler to live here than at home. 

It occurred to me that we were enjoying the provision of our gracious (though granted, well paid) hosts. They were lending us this beautiful place to stay and we didn’t have the ties to old memories, keepsakes, nor the ties to maintenance and monitoring of all of our “junk.”

As I pondered this one morning, I wondered if I could determine in my heart to view our own home in a kind VRBO way.

Because God has really just given us this place on earth to live for a while.

The “stuff” shouldn’t be a burden, it should be useful and functional so that we don’t spend far too much time taking care of things and miss out on living with purpose for Him each day. 

Some day we will close the door on it for the last time and leave it for someone else, and maybe if I lived like it wasn’t ours all along but just on loan from God, I might view it all differently. Maybe I would steward it with less overthinking and more joy.

Will need to ponder that for a while, but so far it is making me want to travel lighter and more responsibly….hope that attitude continues <3 

Blessings! Have a great weekend!

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