Archive for April, 2008

A New Beginning

If you are reading this blog for the first time, welcome! (This is also my first time posting.) If you are a return reader, welcome! I hope you enjoy the snippets of life from southeast Florida that my friend, Judah, and I share with you.

Just as Judah has left the boat of relative safety to begin this blog, so I, too, am embarking upon the unknown waters of blog land. It is good to have love and encouragement in all seasons of life and Judah and I are both blessed to have friends and family who give us support to step out and grow. We are two women from different backgrounds with one (not so) Common Denomonator, our LORD, Jesus Christ. Without His love and power, we would not be who we are today. On that note, I want to share with you my first “blog joy.”

A few weekends ago my family gathered from various cities to celebrate a grandchild’s birthday. It was a busy, noisy, time of food, games, gift opening, and fellowship. There is nothing I can think of that is more precious than the celebration of life regardless of age. The age of this particular celebrant was now a whopping three years! Proud parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, bothers and sisters with cousins in tow, renewed acquaintances and rejoiced with the young lady who now had enough life experience to really enjoy her day.

As the afternoon progressed and conversation became more focused, (and easier to hear) the oldest of my grandsons, age seven, his younger brother, mother, and I were sitting together admiring the prizes the two had acquired. As we chatted, my daughter, mother of the two, told me the older grandson had something to tell me. Because I was sitting on the floor, (Grandmas play too) I looked up at him and asked him to share. Very quietly, he looked at me with serious blue eyes and earnestly said, “Last night I asked Jesus into my heart.”

I paused to take in the depth with which he spoke and the magnitude of what he had experienced. In the midst of life’s meaningful celebrations the things which have greatest significance can take place with little fanfare. I was both humbled and grateful that God is working in the lives of those I hold dear regardless of time and place. We had a celebration within a celebration! I reached out and hugged that precious child of God with a quiet, indescribable joy. He graciously recieved my hug as he responded to my congratulations. Oh, it was a glorious afternoon!

As I ponder the events of that day, I am gaining understanding as to how God has planned for our good from the beginning of time. As we celebrated that day in the physical, we were also given reason to celebrate in the spiritual. 1 Corinthians 15:42-58 speaks of our bodies being sown in the naturalness (corruption) of this world. Then it goes on to distinguish the difference between the natural and the spiritual. ” And so it is written, ‘the first man, Adam, became a living being, The last Adam became a life-giving spirit.”

A light has gone on in my head; the physical must come first in order for the spiritual to live. We need not disdain who we are today; God Doesn’t! While the physical we dwell in may not yet be perfect, we can rejoice that God has made us who we are, right now, today – and at the same time have the assurance that He has made the same provision for us to continue becoming who He made us to be, both in the physical and in the spiritual.

God gave me a first-hand look at how it all works within the limited borders of my immediate family. May He do the same and more for you.



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My Wee Tiny Sock Swap Buddy

I have had such a week. Fighting a GERM. It’s hard to believe something so small can cause someone so big to feel so ______. ( You can fill in the blank). The knitting mojo messed up my heal flaps and than trying a new technique of short rowing added to the distress. Frog, frog, frog. In my throat and on my lap. It ALMOST came to the… ‘I will never knit another pair of socks again.’ ALMOST!

Well, my mamma didn’t raise a quitter. So I alternated between the projects. Then in the midst of the, ‘whoa is me,’ came this thick envelop in the mail from some unknown to me address. When I opened it I was so pleasantly pleased the mojo, and germs had to flee.  My WTSSB not only took the time to knit me this delightfully cheery sock, Cidermoon –Go Go. She presented it on the keychain sock blocker. Now how blessed can one gal be? I really appreciate my new mini sock pal.

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