Happy Monday Morning ~ Singing in Sunshine

Hi friend!!!

Happy Monday Morning! 

This morning as I stepped out on my back porch the sun was just coming up. Not even over the tree tops yet. But, I could hear the birds already singing their welcome to this brand new day. A new day - filled with hope and anticipation.

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"Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, 

casts the shadow of our burden behind us."
~ Samuel Smiles

I loved this quote from the first time I read it and can see such truth in it. However, I think it's truth depends on what we put our hope in.

Life? Fate? The stars?  Oh please. No way.

Our spouse? Our friends? Others will always disappoint at some point. {shoot, sometimes I disappoint myself}

So than, what or who?

For me it has to be Jesus.

He is my hope. 

And when I look at (put my hope in) Him -

than His glory, greatness and wonderful promises for my life 

cast the shadows of my problems, fears and yuck {such a spiritual word} behind me. 

If they're behind me, I don't even see them. I'm free from their pain and pressure.

So as each new day dawns I put my hope in Him and I'm free to sing.

Sing His praises as I look forward to a new day with joy and anticipation.

"Because you are my helper, 

I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings."

Psalm 63:7

Sing with hope. Sing for joy. And Happy Monday Morning dear friend.

* today I've linked up with Barbie at  "My Freshly Brewed Life" for some Weekend Brew {yes, I know the weekend is over... but, not really for me since I have Mondays off}

Love ya, 

Five Minute Friday Fun: Hands

Hi friend!

What day is it? It's five minute Friday! Well at least in blog land it is.

Every Friday for over four years writers have gathered over at Lisa-Jo's place in blog land for something she calls 5 Minute Friday. It's a linky party / blogger flash mob / free writing exercise. Whatever you want to call it, I say it's just plain fun - blog land style.

Everyone spends five minutes writing on the same topic. If they have a blog, they link up to Lisa-Jo's post on that week's topic. No blog? No problem! Just leave your five minutes of writing in the comments section at Lisa Jo's place. 

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and GO!

HANDS

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So many times, when I see an elderly person's hands, I wonder.....
What have those hands "seen"?

How many times did he take her hand and lead her to dance? Only on their wedding day? Or were there dances in the kitchen as supper cooked?

How many times did they change a baby's diapers?
How many times did those hands bandage skinned knees?
Pat a baby's back to coax a burp?

What did those hands build, knit, paint, plant, sew.....?

Were they hands seen as love .....
.... by the children,
.... by a stranger,
.... by the other driver? {oopsie! watch those hand gestures}

How many tears did they wipe away?
How many runny noses did they wipe?

Paper cuts, blisters, arthritis, scars.... each tell another line of the story. 

How many times, with a gentle touch did they convey.... sympathy, love, hope, encouragement? 

Were they used to hit, shove, poke? 

How many times did they wave hello? ..... wave goodbye?

What is the story of those hands?
Hands who's story tells so much about the person they belong to.


and STOP!




Today's post topic is: HANDS

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Love ya, 

Happy Monday Morning! ~ Rear View Mirror

Hi friend!!!

Happy Monday Morning! 

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"Faith, 
I've concluded, 
means believing in advance 
what will only make sense in reverse."
Philip Yancey

I love this quote because it made me stop and think the first time I read it. 

And I knew right away that it was one I wanted to share with you.

I hold onto the knowledge that one day, when I get to heaven, it will ALL make sense.
And I bet half of it that matters so much down here won't even matter once I'm in the presences of my Jesus.

So hang in there friend. Hold onto God's promises. Know that it may not make sense now, but God is truly in control. Hopefully someday, when you look back, it will be as clear as looking in your rear view mirror.

Love ya,