Does it ever seem that the Lord has to give you a push before you participate in some writing event, conference, or opportunity before you actually show up, skid marks scrapping the floor where you just dragged your feet? It was like that when Continue reading
Silent. Soft swirls encircle the trees. Quietly the flakes drift like wafers on piles of whipped cream. Building without a sound until one by one they heap up softly curved drifts that reach windowpanes and block doorways.
The only sound heard is the whipping wind whistling round the corners of the house and through the gaping meadows. The roaring wind drives gentleness across the landscape. Trees bend white, skies are whisked gray, the visible becomes invisible.
We slide into the warmth of our car scooped out from frozen dollops of creamy white. The silent falls. Now heavier than earlier. Quiet tension fills the car as white swoops across the highway. Yellow stripes covered. Familiar land marks, exits all cloaked in a veil of white The quiet broken by the rhythmic smack of wipers feebly clearing our vision. Words are few. Concern for a passable exit. Be still and know that He is God. He is the God who releases snow from the storehouses of heaven ( Job 38:22).
“He spreads the snow like wool…” Psalm 147:16 NIV
We breathe easier. Warm vapors meet chilled windows. Misty clouds form.
I whisper a prayer of thanks~for all who did not venture out for His sacred presence at the funeral. He is here. In the quiet white. In the protection. In the cousins who carefully carry our lives in their car.
Will this winter white bring a peace? Will I see the sound of gentleness? Feel the play of wonderland? My first White almost Christmas buried in so many feelings. It seems an eternity of slapping wiper sounds, whooshing fan blowing warmth into our car. Then the long awaited exit. The softer mounds, the bowing trees relax our taught muscles. Hope is ahead. Home is close.
Just down the blanketed road. Not far. A shovel. A snowblower. A half hour. The car creeps along this familiar street.
In moments, I’ll hear the silence of snow and watch the wind swirl dusts of white powder round the warm lights becokning welcome.
Tomorrow, I’ll hear the wind-sculpted snow layered beneath the bright sparkling sun.
“As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.” Isaiah 55:10-11 NIV
A glimpse at our adventure in the Winter Wonderland of Minnesota’s 4th worst blizzard.
Linking up with “Ears of a Photo” at High Calling Focus and Imperfect Prose on Thursday
On days when the crashing ocean waves are not visible and the shores are miles away, I can look at my basket of shells and remember the refreshment and peace found walking ankle deep in white foam. In the same way, when God seems so invisible to me, I just need to open His Word or slip in a CD filled with praises of Him–and He is there.
“Be still and know that I am God;” Psalm 46:10a NIV Where do you find God when He seems far away? May you find His peace in the video of Hillsong singing, “Still.”
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Linking with High Calling Blogs PhotoPlay:Zoom, Zoom, Zoom and Internet Cafe’s Word Filled Wednesday Share:
“The Lord would speak to Moses face to face, as a man speaks with his friend.” Exodus 33:11 NIV
In our fast-paced, mobile society, it seems like friendships would be almost impossible to begin let alone nurture and develop into lasting relationships. And as for online friends. Let’s just say that everyone thinks the number of friends listed on one’s Facebook page is just a collection of sorts. How could anyone have real friendships with that many people is a valid, puzzling question? Yet, I have found it to be true that you can have real face-to-face online friendships. Just as in real life, your friendships will be selective. The deeper, more caring relationships will develop between those people with whom you have similar ideals, beliefs, priorities, and interests.
I know online friendship is possible because I met someone this spring who fits my idea of a friend like two puzzle pieces fit together. Her name is Jennifer. Some of you may remember her from the 31 Days to Build a Better Blog project that was coordinated between The High Calling Blogs and Our Church Christian Web Trends. That is how our friendship started.
As she commented on the assignments and posted her articles, I followed her writings, drawn by the genuineness of her character that shone through. I liked the carefree but kind personality I detected behind the words and thoughts she shared. I could see that family was important to her from her photo and from how she structured her time around them. Jennifer and I began sharing more conversations on line. We began to realize how much we had in common. I could see her faith was an integral part of her life as she expressed herself through her posts. Her heartfelt compassion was reflected in her words about those suffering in difficult situations. Her gentleness was felt as she cared for her ailing daughter. And when I read her profile, I saw that she had been a professional writer, just as I had been. But she heard the Lord’s call to be home now raising and teaching her children through homeschooling. I had only tried that for a couple of summer breaks with my guys and realized none of us would have survived any longer than that. I think the event that cemented our friendship was her daughter’s illness. There was a critical need there for prayer for her littlest one. Surgery was imminent. Many friends lifted her up in prayer. And I was one of those blessed to guest post for her during that time. Jennifer and I chat through Facebook and Twitter. (She’s taking me into the technological age.) She has made me aware of the 140-day prayer project for our country through Charles Stanley’s ministry and helped me in numerous ways with my blogging. We pray for each other and each others’ family. And we still visit each other frequently just to keep up on life.
I treasure Jennifer’s friendship. And I would like you to meet her now. So let’s jump over to her place.
Be sure to tell us about your online friendships, too. Did you meet someone new online and what was your connection?
A believer in Christ, my heart is given to Him and shared with my husband, our two adult sons, family, and friends. I’m a people person with a passion to encourage and inspire Christian women and others. I write from my heart, sharing my experiences, goals, and vision for living a life centered in God.
I hope you’ll join me on these adventures and follow along as we discover the Lord’s plans for our lives and His whispers to our hearts.