Christmas Sky’s Ring

Christmas Sky's Ring 

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The Christmas sky is ringing 

   with sweet angelic singing

   to the still unsettled world below...

   for our Lord and Savior has been born in a stable low.

Humble shepherds were gifted with this glorious sight

and to receive God’s wondrous message that night:

‘Glory to God in the highest heaven,and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests’

--- the heavenly host sang for their earthly guests.

The message is clear...

  the Good News is near

  the angel of the Lord spoke that night 

   of heaven’s magnificent brought low to earthly Light... 

‘I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you;he is the Messiah, the Lord.’

May the Christmas message ring true and bright

   for you and for all you hold dear in common chord

  that the Savior,

Christ Jesus our Lord,
…. has been born this Christmas night.

By Jody L Meyer with quotes from the NIV Bible

Open Our Spirit

A thought to ponder by Helen Keller:

"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us."

Dear Father in Heaven,
Thank you for this beautiful day!
Thank you Lord for the birds that sing!
Thank you Lord for everything!

~ Open Our Spirit ~

Open our eyes Lord that we may see 

the beauty that surrounds us which was made by thee.

Open our ears Lord that we may hear

the joyful sounds that echo that your Spirit is always near.

Open our hearts Lord that we may embrace

the love that you shower on us through your exquisite grace.

Open our hands Lord that we may receive and give your love

all that you so generously offer us from sweet heaven above.

by Jody L Meyer

 Have a blessed day my friend... and may you be a blessing to others along your paths way this day! 

Sitting in the Pew

There is much to be said for sitting in the pew.

It is a place of peace and tranquility for many and not few.

You come to church each Sunday

A simple part of your weekly To Do sundry.

Engaging in a prayer or two

And dressed up in your Sunday best with all ado.

Do you know there’s much more to do…

Than there just sitting in the pew?

I am not talking about just going to church…

For God created a much bigger place here on this earth.

There you can sing, pray and rehearse

And hone the gifts God has given you to immerse.

There are doors to be opened…

And smiles to be shared with sweet friendly greeting

In the grocery store during a down-the-aisle meeting.

There are shared meals to plan and sweet letters to write…

And just popping in to say hello to a widow’s lonely life.

There are cookies to buy and monies to give

And time to partake with those in your life…

Not just for them but for you…

So you can live an abundant life!

There’s no time for your hiding behind a TV, a phone, a computer or a book…

And perhaps even the Bible when you know in your heart of hearts it’s a just a ploy

So that you don’t have to engage and perhaps enjoy…

What entirely God has to offer in His grand vision of you in His life.

He has put you on earth for a purpose… a divine calling… an abundant life.

Not drifting but purposeful, good measured actions and responses too

Through obedience, watchful eagerness to His calling through and through.

Sure… all in good measure each are needed and required…

But goodness and gentleness, mindfulness and wisdom, love and patience and kindness…

Does little good… unless it is shared with an open heart and an open hand

And an open generosity of those gifts shared with others of our earthly clan.

But all this goes well beyond us…

For it is all for His Glory… for His Praise… for His Honor…  

For He who is watching over us.

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by Jody L Meyer

Thoughts...

Ponder on ponder.... 
Turning thoughts over and under.
Many facets on facets see 
But not for everyone's eyes... 
Just for You and just for me.
Some of no consequence, 
Some of decisions meant.
Father God in Heaven direct them towards...
Your thoughts upon thoughts sent.

Guidance: God, You and I Dance... author unknown

When I meditated on the word Guidance, I kept seeing “dance” at the end of the word. I remember reading that doing God’s will is a lot like dancing.

When two people try to lead, nothing feels right. The movement doesn’t flow with the music, and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky. When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead, both bodies begin to flow with the music. One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back or by pressing lightly in one direction or another. It’s as if two become one body, moving beautifully. The dance takes surrender, willingness, and attentiveness from one person and gentle guidance and skill from the other.

My eyes drew back to the word Guidance. When I saw “G: I thought of God, followed by “u” and “i”. “God, “u” and “i” dance.” God, you, and I dance. As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust that I would get guidance about my life. Once again, I became willing to let God lead.

My prayer for you today is that God’s blessings and mercies be upon you on this day and everyday. May you abide in God as God abides in you. Dance together with God, trusting God to lead and to guide you through each season of your life.

And I Hope You Dance!!!!!!!!

Welcome to Holland

This was one of the first things I read soon after David was born. I am truly grateful for Emily Perl Kingsley for these beautiful words of light.

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Parenting a Special Needs Child...By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this:

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip to Italy. You buy a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans: the Coliseum, Michelangelo's David, the gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills – and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy ... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say, "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is a very, very significant loss.

But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you many never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland.

The Weaver's Hand... author unknown

My life is but a weaving

Between my Lord and me,

I cannot choose the colors

he worketh steadily.

Ofttimes he weaveth sorrow,

And I in foolish pride

Forget he sees the upper

And I, the underside.

The dark threads are as needful

In the Weaver's skillful hand

As the threads of gold and silver

In the pattern he has planned.