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Lessons learned the first 50 years

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I hit a milestone. I turned 50 years old. I am thankful that I don't feel 50.   I am thankful for things God has taught me throughout those 50 years. .  I have learned that God loves mercy and when I feel a sense that justice needs to happen over mercy, all I need to do is remember that I am thankful for when God gives me mercy instead of a just punishment.   (Micah 6:8 8 He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.) ( Luke 6: 36  Be merciful, even as your Father is merciful. ) I have learned that hurt people end up hurting people.   When I am able to see that I didn't hurt them but I am bearing the results of that persons hurt inflicted by other people, it helps me forgive whatever hurt they pushed onto me and move on.  (Romans 12 : 18  If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all. )  I have learned that anyone who thinks they have God

Dreary, rainy GA day

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In the mist of several rainy days in Georgia, I am thankful for the few times of sunshine, but my body, and brain, is certainly craving more. As I type, it is raining again and there is another flash flood watch in our area. To the left is a photo of our backyard, last week. I don't think the rain will cause as much trouble, but I do wish to just sit in a window and feel the sunshine on my face for awhile. In the meanwhile, like many of you, I have the rainy blues. I am going to try to count some of my blessings from this past week to bring a little virtual "sunshine". 1. My 5 year old came to me and told me that his older brother hurt his feelings and it also made him MAD! I said, "Did you want to punch him?". He said, "No, because I want to honor the LORD." Sweet. 2. This past week we went to Disney and Sea World. I loved feeding and touching the dolphins! How amazing! I will never forget it. 3. I saw 3 Phoebes in my backyard and at least one...for

Hiding Place

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Sometimes we just need a hiding place; a place to be protected either mentally, physically, emotionally , or all of the above. I am so guilty of not going to the correct hiding place for comfort and protection. Too often I fall back into old habits of looking to other things to temporarily comforting me instead of going to the ONE that can give that comfort permanently. Sometimes I am mad and don't want to go to Him. "How could He allow this to happen to me? To us?" Sometimes I am hurt and He is the last I want to run to....my own pride is in the way. God gave me such a good picture of this a few days ago. I was cutting the grass and I noticed a "leaf" that I was about to run over with the mower..but I stopped and looked again. A butterfly, a beautiful , black butterfly with blue detail. ..a black swallowtail butterfly like the photo above, except for one major detail. It had a torn wing. It appeared as if a bird had attempted to eat it and decided better o

Things you don't do...

I learned a new thing you don't do when you are a year away from 40. You don't paint your toe nails the newest color (Midnight blue)... and then decide you LOVE it...and paint your fingernails the same...Midnight blue! How is it that the blue on my fingernails made every vein on my hands a thousand times more noticeable!??! So, I did what any woman would have done; I took fingernail polish remover to it, to undo my error...just to discover that my hands now look like I have dipped them into an ink well. 15 cotton ball soaked in fingernail polish remover..and I still have a ring of midnight blue around my fingernails ... not attractive. So, trust me! Just say no to the blue colors on your hands...possible purple as well, for that matter. Getting old is hard, but it certainly beats the alternative. Enjoy your day, Rachel (Still enjoying my midnight blue toes). http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3304/3640697916_217bb23faf.jpg (not my hands/ just giving you an idea of the color)

God is my Crutch

My 5 year old was a little car sick before his -one-day-a week school on Tuesday. Let me explain; he only attends kindergarten at a Hybrid school , Veritas Classical School; a school for homeschoolers - attending one day and homeschooling the other 4 days. He told me he didn't think he could go to Veritas because "I feel a little woonwe in my head". I said, "Honey, I don't know what " woonwe " is. Please tell me another way." He said, "You know, when you think you are all by yourself but you are not." Ahhh .... lonely. He was feeling a little lonely in his head. He was trying to tell me that he was feeling anxious. How many times do we feel all by ourselves when we are not? Some say God isn't real that He is only a crutch. Well, let's look at the definition of a crutch. crutch n. 1. A staff or support used by the physically injured or disabled as an aid in walking, usually designed to fit under the armpit and of