All I know is, I have an opportunity, to meet with fellow Christians and help to feed some hungry people.
It’s Sunday morning and I have found myself congregating with a group called, The Carpenter’s Way. We meet above a restaurant, in the town of Brasilito. They do not pass a basket for money. – hmm…that’s different. Personally, I give, but there’s no part of the sermon where money is asked for.
We have two hundred hot dogs to cook today.
I don’t know if you’ve ever been hungry and without; if you’ve ever felt the humiliation of not being able to feed your family. I have.
And I have been blessed.
It’s all about love and the Grace of God.
So ~ I Praise the Lord!
I have just finished reading Tom Catton’s book, The Mindful Addict. Once I began to read, I only stopped, for what I absolutely had to.
His story of the dark side, and seeking God, reminds me of my own story and the beginning of change in my life.
Abandon yourself to God and great events will come to pass.
Seeking direction, Flobird (Tom’s spiritual mentor) went to the Bible: It said, If you can’t leave houses, children, and wives to follow me, you’re not worthy of me.
Flobird was awesome in her work for God. She allowed herself to be a channel of His love.
Flobird had what I want.
No matter what situation I find myself in, or what problem I think that I have to solve; if I just let go and let God, my life turns out better than I ever could have planned.
Throughout the course of my day, if my thoughts are on helping others, I am going to be happy.
It never fails.
God never fails.
If you’re interested in reading Tom’s book you can purchase it at Amazon.com….
God always gives me everything that I need. The questions is ~ am I willing to receive it?
Grace is a theological term that describes~ blessing that come from above, regardless of merit.
I always knew that God was the answer. But something kept me apart. That something was self. Continue reading “Grace”
Everyday I want to rise up and enjoy the day the Lord has made.
I’ve been journaling, for around twenty-five years. I began a computer journal in 1997. I have stories, poems, detailed accounts of my life and my feelings. I have to do lists and declarations. I found a magic in writing. It helps to keep me centered.
When I go back and read, I’m always glad that I wrote.
This photo is another taken during Hurricane Sandy. It’s an anonymous surfer. Photographing this storm caught me by surprise. I felt my addiction to the ocean, to my camera and surfing. I talked to so many people, that I would have never met, had I not had my camera.
I will always have a bit of OCD, ADD, ADHD and a few other letters of the alphabet. But I transform on the beach, vicariously surfing. My camera does for me what drugs never did.
I really want to give thanks to God this morning, for all that has been done for me.
This is my reality ~ and until my knees bent, back in 87′, I couldn’t make anything work for me.
Tonight, there is going to be a premier for a locally made movie, King of Fernandina, showcasing an East Coast Surfing Association. It is going to be AWESOME.
It’s a different life ~ different world.
They are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season.
Their leaves never wither, and they prosper in all they do.psalms 1 v.3
The father, Doug was out surfing with two of his five children, Lucas and Kayla.
Twenty-five years ago, I was driving Doug and his friends to the break with me. I remember, in one those sessions, some guy in the line-up called me an old woman. That’s funny. I rode a 5’10 Challenger back then. Now I paddle out on a 10’2. I wonder if he’s still surfing? It’s all relative.
~I can still remember Doug’s grandmother, being a voice of encouragement, in my young life~
And speaking of relative, I feel related to the Duggans.
God is Good