Let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, and our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water..
I honestly was thinking that today was Sunday. I blame it on the thick smoke and dark days. My heart breaks for those that have been affected by the fires. We are to weep with those that weep, and rejoice with those that rejoice. Life is moving in a rapid pace. Too much change all at once. Hearing, seeing what is disturbing and sad. I will continue to lift up my eyes to the hills, from where, my help comes. My help comes from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. Psalms 121:1-2
I finished reading this book in March. It is the second book that I have read by the author, Lisa Wingate. The first one was called Tending Roses. I didn’t want that book to end. Both of the books spoke to the country
girl woman, heart of mine. In Good Hope Road, the residents of the community are dealing with the aftermath of a tornado. There is hardship, frayed nerves and a history of broken relationships, but the beauty of forgiveness flourishes, as the people of Poetry work together.
Our Father, Who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy Name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
and the power,
and the glory,
for ever and ever.
that you didn’t say the words
your heart held onto..
stuffed in your inner being
fearful of what might take place
if the truth was spoken..
don’t regret that you didn’t try
to make that call or send that note
that would have put your heart at ease
and free you, like a bird in flight..
don’t regret that you didn’t try to make amends
because pride stood in the way
or you were afraid of what you might say..
don’t regret that you didn’t say thank you
and yes, I love you.. too
don’t regret that you didn’t try
to reach out and now
you wonder why…
i had fought the tears for so many years
not wanting to go back to that moment in time
leaving home, angry, frustrated and hurt
i felt freedom at last
forgiving what i had considered unforgivable
loving the old man i was leaving
and looking forward to
when we would meet again..
Having listened to words being exchanged this week, it reminds me of a former co-worker. I had begun a new job to work with at risk teenage boys and she told me early on that she had a reputation for being known as, and I will say it politely, difficult. Now, this did not impress me in any way and I recall thinking that I would not want to be known for the word she chose to use. As time went on and as I observed how disgruntled the boys were, that were in her care, I had a better understanding of what she meant.. I have previously shared my thoughts on words. All it takes it someone to ignite a little fire with hurtful and damaging words and before we know it, others have jumped on the bandwagon of inflicting meanness and pain with their demeaning words of insult, criticism and judgement. I have lost my way many times in my years and I recall the very low times. Even though I struggled, I had an assurance deep in my heart that helped me to keep on. Because of my experiences I was determined to be an encourager, to be kind and gentle with my words and to build up and not tear down. In Isaiah 64:6, it says But we are all like an unclean thing, and all our righteousness are like filthy rags; We all fade as a leaf, And our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away. I think we could all live peaceably on earth, if we would take time to examine our own hearts and see what needs to be plucked out. Kind of like weeds that will overtake and strangle the good if we don’t remove them. We don’t have to stay in that place of darkness, hopelessness or meanness. I love the song Amazing Grace.. Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me, I once was lost but now I am found, was blind but now I see.