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Each Day Is New- All Things Connected

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Out of the abundance of the heart my mouth speaks.  I feel a deep need to express myself in words that will relieve the grinding within me and loose the threads that binds so tight.  All things within me seem to be connected.

All the things we see, hear, feel and even smell translate into a physical emotion that brings sorrow or joy to us.  The smell of a new born babies neck and the touch of his tiny toes always brings a deep breath and a big smile to my face.  This sight and touch puts my memory in reverse and immediately I think of cuddling my own children and the joy they brought.

A beautiful morning can be crushed before it has time to continue by erratic words that enter your ears.  The sounds seem to quickly go past the ear and into your gut and them explode out to your nervous system.  How it is possible?  How can three and four letter words effect our emotions?

When our heart is breaking there is a longing to just cry.  How is my heart connected to my eyes?  My tears seem to be a great release and maybe it is the place where all the tension can be released back into the air.  I remember a verse of a song…”He washed my eyes with tears that I might see.”  Don’t let anyone convince you that only wimps cry.  All great people find a time and place to cry…so they can go on with life.  All things are connected.

A beautiful rose may wonder …”what is my purpose?”  Then someone walks through the garden and bends down and strokes the roses’ petal.  Then the person comes closer and smells the fragrance of the rose and says “oh, this smells so good.”  This one little roses’ smell may have brought peace to someone very sad or a recalled a memory of roses in the past.  All things are connected.

Within me is the power to pray very privately to God and express all my thanks for His bountiful blessings or I can empty my ugly thoughts and deepest needs.  All things within me are connected to Him.  I don’t have to be afraid to tell Him my needs (actually He already knows my thoughts).  Asking forgiveness and expressing praise opens up new opportunities to see out of different eyes and realize He is in control.  All things are connected.

Lord, the things that have passed through our sight this morning can touch us and make a sad day better.  You have provided beauty through the smell and color of a garden of flowers.  Help us take time to stop to smell the flowers along our path.  Bless those that share their words and encouragement.  In His Name-AMEN

A Psalm for Going to Market

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I was looking through some old cook books this morning and came across one that I made for a church were my husband was pastor over 35 years ago.   This seems to fit right in with all of us shopping for Christmas dinners, watching our dollars at the super market and the hustle and bustle of it all.

I will rejoice in the Lord as I set off to market with my children.  I will give thanks unto the Lord for this good bright day.

I will praise Him for this car at my disposal, the miracle of it’s body and it’s wheels and it’s engine and even my ability to drive it.  For I am but one of a horde of women who propel ourselves about the earth on errands and duties and jaunts of pleasure, in a manner that would be envied by the riches of chariot-ed kings.

I will lift up my eyes to the beauty of the roadside in the morning, to the parks and playgrounds, the schools and stores, to the houses large and small, all so marvelously equipped with devices and comforts for living.

I will open my eyes to the beauty of traffic lights, their glowing Christmas tree colors of scarlet and green.  I will see the loveliness of the sunlit parking lot and of mothers hastening to market, alone or with children trailing.

I will give thanks for the privilege of pushing a cart along the aisles, one child in the basket and another hitching rides.  I will try not to lose patience, try not to scold.  I will be grateful for the friends who pause to chat and for the people who smile upon our little caravan.

I will rejoice and give thanks for the spaciousness and bounty of this place.  For all the fragrant, gaily colored foods and products for my home.  I will ask for the judgment to choose wisely.

I will rejoice and give thanks to my God who has provided the beauty and abundance of this my land, this my neighborhood and this my hour of marketing.

…Marjorie Holmes