REVELATION 7:12

   AMEN!!

PSALM 31:3

THIS WORD IS FILLING MY HEART OVER AND OVER AGAIN... 

SO NEED HIM TO LEAD AND GUIDE ME.   

SO DESPERATELY DESIRED.

PSALM 63:1

Scripture laid on me today and now, sharing it with my dear ones.  -- A reminder that each one of us will need our Lord "Water" to fill/flood our spirit, soul, and body

when buried in thirst.

JOB 12:10

IN HIS HAND IS THE LIFE OF

 EVERY LIVING THING

Our yard in Omaha.

 

Our 10th anniversary, 1995, 

Entebee, Uganda, hotel

Murchison Falls, Nile River, Uganda, 1996

Morocco, 2001

Rio Negro, Costa Rica, 2000

Rio Negro, Costa Rica, 2000

Leeds Castle, 1995

 

AND THE BREATH OF ALL MANKIND 

My desire was to add photos of "mankind"... my family,
 my friends, my dear ones, the many from other nations,
 the newborn babies, the elderly who were dear
to me and ours and are now with the Lord, "breathing" in His eternal world. But, I couldn't add that "million" number of photos and have room on the blog posting.

Nevertheless, our Dear Lord, follows our "breathing" life,
serving Him and caring for His many dear ones, worldwide.

HOMESICK -- ANYTIME, ANYWHERE

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This is me.  My husband said so.

Back in September, 1999, when Dave and I were in Uganda for Sam's, our Ugandan son's, wedding, we were staying on the New Hope Uganda orphanage compound in the house of a British family, the Casebows, who were in England for a break time.  They had kids they homeschooled and always had lots and lots of books for them.  Dave and I, both being "bookies" [of the proper type] read and read some more.  

While reading some of the UK history books for kids, Dave picked this one up and read it.  As he did, and saw the description of this author, he handed it to me and said, "It's you."

I wrote the words in a notebook.  When we returned from Uganda and, later, was up in northern Minnesota visiting my dear friend, Susie, she had begun to be creative on her computer.  [I wasn't, then; still ain't nearly as good as she is.]  She typed the words in and found flower of my style and my color to fit the story.  Printed it and gave it to me and I've had it on my dresser all these years.

The truism?  If I go somewhere, see new things, new people, meet friends, help others or receive necessities for life, I always miss those places and those people.

However, my dear Ugandan sons, daughters, grandkids, and international friends who live and work there, are the ones I desire to see more and more.  I SO miss living in Uganda with my dear ones.  But I love all my family and friends here and in England and other places, too, so I don't tend to want to stay one place all the time.  I like to travel around and about.

So, I am "perpetually homesick."   [As long as I'm not away from my husband for too long!  Then I'm not "homesick" as much as I am "hubbysick".]

HIDE 'N' SEEK

Been playing this childhood game
at an unchild age --
hiding from a formidable foe --

The Heavenly Father

Silly, isn’t it?
He knows all,
sees all,
and,
in kindness,
seeks all--

and finds all --

all who are seeking Him.

But I’m hiding --
my flaws,
defects,
imperfections, sins

(especially those pesky sins)

I
-- like a 2 year old --
cover my eyes,
“Hiding”
and
in self-delusion
believe that if I can’t see Him,

He can’t see me.

I hide from His hand --
still not quite believing,
still somehow cringing
Still afraid --

waiting,

waiting,

waiting

for the other shoe to drop.

Of what am I afraid??

That my heart will be revealed for all to see --
transparent before Him --

(and man)

pride rooted out by my
faithful
Father--
Who loves me --

(even me).

Forgive me --

Abba, Papa, Daddy, Father,

for the sin of hiding --

When Your heart’s desire from me
is more

--simply more --

seeking.

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I wrote this poem at least 10 years ago... probably closer to 20... and posted it nearly 3 years ago, as I had just begun to "live" online this way.   Now that I have so many new friends, and love to share more about what is truly "me"... such as this poem ... I'm posting again occasionally.

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ALSO, with the attempt to reorganize my blog, something crazy happened and most of it isn't organized the way I had intended for it.  SO am still trying to find the way to get it done.  However, may take some time.  Please put up with me.

COLOSSIANS 3:2

 

T  H  I  N  G  S

       

                                        D

                                       O

                                            W

                                                N

 H  E  R  E

FOCUSING ON OUR LORD, OUR KING, 

 IS ALL THAT WILL COUNT FOREVER.

NOTHING ELSE.  PERIOD.