For today, August 6, 2019
I am joining in with Peggy Hostetler of The Simple Woman’s Daybook, who has provided the template for this glimpse into our days. Her link is live throughout the month for anyone who wants to participate. Come along with me as I journey through my moments, looking for traces of Jesus along the way.
Looking out my window:
The hydrangea blooms are hiding underneath the giant foliage that decided to explode this year. The wild woods on our small plot still continue to bring me peace, as I usually spend some moments with God looking out here every morning.
I am thinking that those leaves will soon be wearing the colors of autumn!
I am thankful:
All of these beautiful gifts came this month: cards from family and friends, a book won in a giveaway by Jill Lynn, The Bull Rider’s Secret, and art supplies from @The.Butterfly.Artist. What an encouragement these have been!
I am creating:
This is a new-to-me art medium of gelatos used on my art journal page. They were part of a giveaway for the Instagram #Gluebookparty offered the first Saturday every month. A big thanks to @The.Butterfly.Artist for hosting and stirring up creative inspiration!
I am wearing a simple knit skirt and knit tee, my RA/fibro “uniform” of sorts. Loose clothing seems to help my flaring joints and skin find a bit of ease during this time of prednisone withdrawal.
I am reading a book that had a profound effect on me this past month. Dividing Sword by Katrina D. Hamel is a fictional retelling of the Gospel of Matthew. As I found myself identifying with the young Pharisee in the book, I was so convicted over the legalistic mindset that still lurks in hidden places within me. But when I came to the Crucifixion account my whole mindset had what felt like an earthquake into joy. We are so blessed to live in this age of Grace, under the cross. Without His mercy, I would be utterly lost. I encourage you to get a copy of this book. It’s offered at Amazon in both Kindle and paperback versions.
I am hoping for answers this week as I get an MRI of my brain. I’m not looking forward to the tight space of that machine, but I am so grateful for a Neurologist who is looking for reasons for these head pains and dizziness. After so many years of feeling minimized by past Doctors, I am grateful to know that Jesus has been my Great Physician through it all.
I am learning to listen and wait in the fragrance of my Lord. His life was given as the true fragrant offering. And yet, He allows us to bear His own dear aroma:
But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere.
2 Corinthians 2:14 ESV
In my garden:
The tiger lilies from my sweet friend, Patricia, are blooming with an abundance this year. It feels like a kiss from Heaven since she went to be with Jesus just a month ago.
This song is playing on repeat today as my heart is so blessed to know that He brings His own heart to mine.
The words in this flip calendar that belonged to my Mom are based on the writings of Elisabeth Elliot. The handwritten words in the top corner are from 1997, the first year that my Mom was learning to lean on Jesus as a widow. She was invited to a sweet friend’s home that day in the middle of her loneliness. On this same day, in 2019, only God could have known how much I needed to read those underlined words of comfort. And only He could have arranged for the daughter of that very friend to connect with me and send gifts of encouragement into my own days of trial and pain.
A moment from my day
Sitting on the deck on these chilly mornings, I am cozy in the shawl handknit by another friend. And while I over-extended myself by trying to cut my hair so short, I am thankful that God is not overwhelmed when I feel undone. He is so gracious to re-set my days and help with the pacing that He knows is best for me.
I would love to offer a prayer with you, my friends:
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank You for the gift of Your presence within the moments of our days. Thank You that You bring to us Your own patience, peace, joy, and love when our own resources are so depleted. I pray that You would open our eyes to see You even here today. May we rest on Your faithfulness. Help us to cling to You in the middle of our fears and weaknesses. Let us lift our voices to praise You for the gift of Your own blood shed on the cross that we might know true grace.
In Your name, we pray,
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