Wherever you go…

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go. Joshua 1v9

 
Often discouraged
Frequently afraid
I don’t feel strong
My courage fails me at the slightest setback
Or stumbling block
Careless comments
Taken to heart
Lord, you have commanded me to be strong
To have courage
They say that courage is being fearful but doing the right thing anyway
Knowing you are with me
Wherever
Whenever
When I’m hanging on by my fingertips
It’s You I’m hanging on to
Joshua uncertain was called to lead your people
God commanded
He obeyed
May I hear your voice as clearly
Obey
Whenever
Wherever
You are with me.


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68 found a forgotten blue blouse in the ironing pile - perfect for my evening out
69 using the blue fountain pen my eldest gifted me
70 youngest proud of his ‘drama tie’
71 students’ leftovers given to me - pastry and jam make Bakewell tart
72 the blessing of support from colleagues
73 my grandmother’s table, used daily
74 fresh rain for the garden
75 a friend to walk to work with
76 listening to thunder from my warm, safe home
77 seeds sprouting on the window ledge
78 beans
79 and radishes.
80 husband finding he has the gift of green fingers
81 my hairdresser friend’s two Main Coon kittens
82 café lunch with my youngest
83 ‘The church’s one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord’
84 Micah 6 v 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.
85 a word from G on perseverance
86 vintage linen tablecloth
87 hubbie’s mum’s Wedgwood
88 polishing grandma’s crystal lamp

In which Twiz chooses to be intentional

I have found many blessings from following blogs. Before I happened upon a Christian baking blog I had no idea that Christian women (and men) were writing, sharing, praying in a kind of amazing online fellowship.
God has gifted so many to use their words, their images to encourage, to share the gospel, to bring a little joy to the day, a reminder of the right way,the best way and just to provide that different emphasis and focus to what the world gives.
Many times I had worried I was old fashioned, just that bit out of step with other parents, other wives, hanging onto my Biblical truths, almost apologising for it “sorry, I’m a bit of a Christian fundamentalist and I don’t do that'” Well, no longer. Bolder now, affirmed, I am not ashamed of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
The latest unexpected gift is the Word of the Year. Bit strange, I thought, bit gimmicky. Then I started  to see a word everywhere, a word that called to me, this is what you need… So my word of the year is ‘intentional’. Maybe I’m behind the times but I’d never heard of intentional living, intentional parenting. I’ve a tendency to be reactive but this year I will live intentionally. And I’m trusting in my blogging friends and in God to keep me living that way.

You groped your way through that murk once, but no longer. You're out in the open now. The bright light of Christ makes your way plain. So no more stumbling around. Get on with it! The good, the right, the true—these are the actions appropriate for daylight hours.

  Figure out what will please Christ, and then do it. Ephesians 5 ^8-10The Message

For I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ, for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one who believeth, to the Jew first and also to the Greek.Romans 1^{16
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46 A happy mum talking about her little boy
47 A happy brother sharing some news
48 Happy friends enjoying a joke
49 A friend with Herman bread made me laugh
50 Sunrise over the rooftops made me praise
51 Prayer day at the MOB society
52 From God’s word the 23rd Psalm
53 And John 10 (which I read in church)
54 How God provides and cares for us
55 In the kitchen lovely ladies to share the work
56 A clear and fresh lunch duty outside
57 An encouraging comment on my blog, thank you
58 My friend’s 7 week old babe smiling at me
59 Christmas present daffs starting to bloom
60 Finding the courage to contact a friend
61 A double rainbow - God’s faithfulness displayed
62 Tea and cake with my girlfriends
63 Washing on the line in January
64 Something that fits in the Charity shop
65 Time to iron the week’s clean, fresh shirts
66 And fold the laundry off the line
67 Whoever does the will of God he is my brother and sister and mother Mark 3 35
68 Romans 1 16
69 Ephesians 5 8-10

How does a shepherd care for his sheep?

 

 

 

On Sunday we looked at the 23rd psalm (and I will be forever grateful to the teacher who made us learn it by heart) and John 10 and I learnt some new stuff about shepherds.

How does a  shepherd care for his sheep?

He provides for them, food and water. And our Father provides us with our daily bread but also with food for our spirits, leads us beside still waters and gives us the water that Jesus gave the woman at the well so that “whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”

He guides them and protects them. Though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no ill for thou art with me. Jesus says that the Good Shepherd lays down his life for the sheep and that he holds us in his hands. “I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand.”

He knows them and cares for them “I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— ¹⁵ just as the Father knows me and I know the Father.” How amazing that Jesus knows me – knows the number of hairs on my head just as the Shepherd “calls his sheep by name”.

“Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.”

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28 home made sour pickles.

29 trying a new recipe – Mincemeat loaf - yum.

30 a student sharing their macaroni cheese

with me

31 a set of yellow pencils and

32 sharpeners and rubbers in

33 a hand made block for our desk.

34 amazing red sunrise over the downs

35 pebbly beach underfoot

36 dog alongside

37 the sound of my husband’s key in the door

38 ringing the dinner bell followed by

39 the sounds of everyone hurrying to the table.

40 kind and patient optician

41 mum being able to meet me and the boys for lunch and a hot chocolate.

42 seeing my generous dad looking so well.

43 I made and wore a birds nest necklace

44 gave my eldest back to his Uni for another term

45 shared a meal with the others he left behind.

In which Twiz starts counting her blessings instead of her grudges…

 

I’ve come very late to the counting gifts party.
Which is strange when you consider that I am known as the one
Who always sees some good in a bad situation (well that’s what they think).
But I was a bit scared
Would I find anything
Or would I just be thankful over and over again for my breakfast, my lunch, my dinner, lovely children, central heating…it’s not very spiritual is it?
And anyway, this week I was too busy counting grudges
everything unfair, everybody misunderstanding me
At church we were encouraged to write down a sadness
(we were thinking about the massacre of the innocents,
and how Jesus knew sadness and mourning)
And we wrote down what we would pray for, ask God for
And I found myself praying for the one who hurt me
Because for all my good and righteous intentions I hurt them too.
So I counted that a blessing
And many more followed…

7. overhearing big brother playing with little brother

8. and teaching him Maths

9. and helping with his chores

10. this old house

11. looking through my new windows

12. seeing blue skies again

13. reading the January Joy dare

14. then making this journal

15. and seeing blessings fill the pages.

16. in my bag this notebook from a lovely friend

17. in my fridge, pickle made by my husband

18. in my heart gratitude that I was led to this dare.

19. my Dad sending cake round for Uni

20. my Mum carrying it round in her trolley

21. and my son for offering to share it.

22. Light that caught me yesterday, shining on the waves

23. My son’s reflection surprised me, contacts, no glasses.

24. lovely shadows of the breakwaters.

25. a gift in my hand, banana and cinnamon muffin.

26. walking by our new desk

27. sitting down to breakfast with my son

My Beach

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Went walking on our local beach

this afternoon

you might say it’s not much of a beach

With its pebbles

tide line of seaweed

barnacled breakwaters

screeching sea gulls.

But we love it.

And think it’s beautiful.

Because it’s ours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The seas have lifted up, LORD,
   the seas have lifted up their voice;
   the seas have lifted up their pounding waves.
Mightier than the thunder of the great waters,
   mightier than the breakers of the sea—
   the LORD on high is mighty. Psalm 93 ³ -⁴

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