Sticks & Stones...

Never attack or alienate someone because they don't view their life successes or failures as you do. It is their life- they are the only one with the ‘right’ to decide how they live it. No one has assigned you responsible for changing them to fit a preconceived expectation you have carried on their behalf.
Lay it down. Let it go!  

They have created their own levels of success, carry different values  of importance & dreamed dreams that you will never know; many that will forever elude you. Therefore, don't presume that you have the right to criticize them. Is this belittling attempt done with the purpose of justifying your own lack of pursuits?  Rather- build another up with the bricks of believing in their talents rather than trying to bury their ambitions under the dirt of demeaning. 
Remember-it’s not all about you.

For when people cast another stone upon those who they judge please be sure to not drop that ‘better than you’ boulder upon their own foot.   Be the difference.

Pray for those who judge your short-comings differently than they do their own.



In Dependence Upon God

 

“As we celebrate our Nation's freedom with

family, friends, food & fireworks...

may us pause to acknowledge life's many blessings.

Embrace the moment.

In order to hold on to love, we must first
empty our hands of hurtfulness.

Lay down the weapons loaded with words of self righteous criticism towards others. As these expressions lay silent upon the fields of a furrowed brow, listen for the sounds of hope on the horizon. As we empty our egos of expression against the elected, realize that they are in the center of God’s will.
This plan is far bigger than yours.

Spend less time sharpening your valid points – those words that hurt. It is when we have accepted a need to-be-right that we discover the hidden unspoken pleasure of carrying gurneys of animosity & arrogance away from a battle we wanted to win yet feared the fight.

Words wound. What is the purpose to inflict intentional harm upon another unless it is self gratifying to the one taking aim?
Life is far too precious. Appreciate.


...Give thanks to God...

for you have the right to elect & to pray for
the ones in present leadership.
You choose whether to take that opportunity
or simply elect to cast the ballot of blame upon another.

Remember to:

Pray...
for those who stand in preparation to guide the future generations.

Let go of the past...
for it is now folded in the pages of history to be learned from & for future decisions.

Don’t just pray for a better world for our children to inherit...pray for our children that our world will inherit better citizens, honorable people with Godly character. May their character & integrity take them beyond what we have experienced.
Let the words of thanksgiving
tumble from your tongue.

We are given the privilege of embracing life & all the miracles. For as 'day is done...gone the sun', night becomes a heavenly curtain upon the sky. As you gaze upon the sparkling colors of courage, confidence, & gratitude...be aware. Listen to the bombs bursting in air...these are sounds of freedom. Yet in some countries these very sounds are ones that blanket fear.

May we be more grateful& less hateful!

Let the words of Praise & Peace
be in & on your heart.

If this very moment, this very day, this very statement were to be your last, what difference would your existence made to another?
Do you know truth?
Do you have freedom in your being?

It’s your trust in
the Divine Truth
that sets you free.”

 God Bless...

 

 

Pedal

At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a celebrity. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I really didn't know Him. But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal. I don't know just when it was that He suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since.

When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable it was the shortest distance between two points. But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to hang on! Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!" I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He laughed and didn't answer, and I started to learn to trust.

I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure, and when I'd say, "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand. I gained love, peace, acceptance and joy; gifts to take on my journey, My Lord's and mine. And we were off again.

He said, "Give the gifts away. They're extra baggage, too much weight." So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received. And yet still, our burden was light. I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it; but he knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, and knows how to fly to shorten scary passages. And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places, and I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful constant companion, Jesus Christ.

And when I'm sure I just can't do it anymore, He just smiles and says..."Pedal."