hidden

hidden.

 "How can a young man keep his way pure?
       By living according to your word.

  I seek you with all my heart;
       do not let me stray from your commands.

 I have hidden your word in my heart
       that I might not sin against you."

Psalm 119:9-11

walking. 

^"My son, be attentive to my words;
   incline your ear to my sayings.
  Let them not escape from your sight;
    keep them within your heart.
For they are life to those who find them,
   and healing to all their flesh.
Keep your heart with all vigilance,
   for from it flow the springs of life.
Put away from you crooked speech,
   and put devious talk far from you.
  Let your eyes look directly forward,
   and your gaze be straight before you.
  Ponder the path of your feet;
    then all your ways will be sure.
  Do not swerve to the right or to the left;
   turn your foot away from evil."

Proverbs 4:20-27

peace.

 

"You keep him in perfect peace
   whose mind is stayed on you,
   because he trusts in you."

Isaiah 26:3

"For the mountains may depart
   and the hills be removed,
but my steadfast love shall not depart from you,
   and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,
   says the LORD, who has compassion on you."

Isaiah 54:10

Thank you, Ann for taking me back to the first place where I discovered God.  

Memorizing scripture.

Thank you for the reminder to turn to His Word.

Hide it in my Heart.

Walk.

With.

Him.

Not to the right or the left.

Proud

It is raining.

The last time I wrote my gratitude's it was raining.

The rain must bring out my thankfulness.

171.  thankful for the kind words my mother said to me today.  she told me she was proud of me.  

172.  thankful that I heard her instead of not listening.

173.  thankful that my Heavenly Father knew exactly what I needed today.

174.  little girls in dress up clothes.

175.  coloring princesses.

176.  community coffee

177.  thin everything bagels.

178.  a Sunday nap.

179.  a run in the rain.

180.  thankful for friends who are providing prayers and support during our move this week:)  

181.  thankful for my momma.

182. thankful for this quote:

"But there is an undercurrent of peace that is not entirely disturbed by any outside event. In spite of my follies and my shortcomings, I do believe that God loves and pities me and will yet perfect that which concerneth me. It is a great mystery. But so is everything."  

Katy Mortimer in "Stepping Heavenward" by Elizabeth Prentiss

P.S.  Thank you Momma, for your kind words today.  You have no idea how your words ministered to my heart.  Thank you for praying for me.  Thank you for loving me.  Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.  I am proud to call you my momma:)

Meet me

where you are right now.

Looking back is slowly creeping its ugly way back.  

As we prepare to move,

The Lord is cleaning some stuff out of my heart.

Good and Bad.

Good.

Lawson decided to give up her thumb.

Great.

But, oh.my.word.

The whining and disobedience are full force.

I got all teary eyed last night because this is kind of huge.

Not to you.

But to me.

You see, La sucked her thumb in my belly.

I was convinced she didn't have a face.

I found out why when she was 3 months old.

Her thumb.

She loved her thumb.

I loved seeing her suck her thumb.

Some are grossed out by thumb suckers, 

but not moi.

I am so proud of her.

She is doing it!  

Maybe I was holding on to her sucking her thumb a little because of the hard pregnancy I had with her.

But, all things have changed since her birth.

I am not the same person I once was.

We are moving into a new house in 2 weeks.

Packing has been a struggle for me.

I am putting things off because I just don't want to go there.

But, I feel Him saying, "Just meet Me, Allison."

"Trust Me, Allison."

There is part of me that does want to meet Him.

There is part of me that does not want to meet Him.

Torn.  Conflicted.

I do know that when I do meet Him, I feel better.

So, here I am Lord.

Meeting You.

Here.

Right.

Now.

With open hands and a heart yearning for You.

I know this house doesn't define me.

You do.

I know my car (which is kind of Green Acre(ish)) doesn't define me.

You do.

My kids behavior doesn't define me.

You do.

Please Lord, help me be in the world and not of the world.

Help me cling to You and look to You for Your strength.

Not mine.

Because I lose every time.

Without You.

Forgive me for my coveting.

For my desiring things instead of You.

Forgive me for looking back with regret.

Forgive me for not seeing Your redemption and forgiveness.

Forgive me for not loving You with my whole heart.

Thank you for Your Word.

Thank You for Your Promises.

Thank You for Your grace and mercy.

Thank You, Jesus.

Thank You.

Maze

Once again.

If only I had child like faith.

Tonight when I was putting Mac down for bed,

we read about Elijah and how he trusted God.

He obeyed God.

So, I proceeded to tell Mac two stories of mine where I have trusted.

The first was when I trusted God about going back to school.

I told him that it was a very hard time in our life, but that God taught us so much during that time.

It made me trust Him even more than before.

Even though it was hard.

But, I was confident that the Lord took me there for some very good reasons.

Then I told him how his daddy and I trusted the Lord about selling our home.

He provided the perfect buyers for our house.

Then I explained to him that we trusted that the Lord had the perfect house for us.

But, it was hard trying to find this home.

There were times when we were like this is the perfect home, and then it wouldn't work out.

Disappointment.  Worry.  Burdens.

The Lord provided a way each time, until the perfect house came along.

And it was such a sweet surprise.

We did trust in the Lord the whole time.

Mac gets all excited.

It's like a maze, Momma.  It's like a maze.

How you go one direction and stop.

Then go a different direction until you find the way out.

Genius.

You are so right, son.

It is a winding road,

full of ups and downs,

detours and

stops.

All we have to do is keep our eyes on the Prize.