Unhindered Impression

Today in the mail I received a warmly written card from a dear sister very far away.

Inside on a slip of delicate paper I found this penned gracefully in purple:

"The saint who is intimate with Jesus will never leave impressions of himself, but only the impression that Jesus is having unhindered way, because the last abyss of his nature has been satisfied by Him. The only impression left by such a life is that of the strong calm sanity that our Lord gives to those who are intimate with Him."

~ Oswald Chambers
My Utmost for His Highest - January 7

Deeply, I am challenged by reading this. For more often than not I am all hindrance instead. . .

To have every crumb and corner of myself filled with His presence.
For transparency. For Him to have unhindered way.

For these things I pray.

Counting Blessings with Pictures ~ Part III

 

  

The waves seeping back into the sea through the rocks makes lovely music. 

Counting Blessings with Pictures ~ Part II

 

 

Life Serenade

Joyful hymns from many fingers.

Breathing in the White Mountain panoramas.

Wildflower grace.

Reflections rippling quietude around a canoe.

Loon music dancing through night shadows 

harmonizing with the star mingled moonlight.

Creative lifewords by Emily and Jacob

And maple syrup lessons in heart refinement.

Golden feathered finches breakfasting on

Heavy headed sunflowers blessing the sunrise.

Digging new potatoes ten feet from the back door, 

feasted upon with oven roasted garlic and garbanzos.

A blackberry loving horse who snoops 

unashamedly into the picking basket.

Drinking green smoothies in between 

measures of Motzart piano sonatas. 

When windstorms zap electricity and offer 

gentle lamplight and and porch serenades to fireflies.

Embroidered Poetry

My heart stuttered and stammered that this couldn't be for me. Completely over come by such extravagance. But during this past year of my journey with cancer, hundreds of fingers were threading their prayers into tangible expressions of hope and love. From all around the country - even the world - an organizational feat!
Each square a miracle of grace. Such exquisite art, incredible colors, precious memories and my favorite verses and hymns! The hearts of my dear friends quilted together in one piece. What love! And isn't this the body of Christ? Such beauty, warmth, and hope!

Gently I carried it home, and though the thermometer was dipping to 18 degrees the tenderness in the quilt warmed me to my core. Curling up on the couch I opened it wide all around. I looked up each verse and traced each stitch with my fingertips for hours. . . to late to tell. Simply Marveling.

And when I count my blessings ~ I count each of you many times over!
Thank you!!!

Moments to treasure

The smiley face catapillar

Karen

Pretending to be flamingos - a technique for acclimating to frigid waters :)

Horses: one of the definitions of happiness :)

A Woodland Sabbath