Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “first thing.” Start your post with the words, “first thing” and go from there. Bonus points if you end your post with the last thing. Have fun!
First thing in the morning with my coffee in hand I head to the couch where there I begin my day with prayer.
I have to go to God before I enter into my day. It is my morning quiet time with God. It is where my heart, and spirit sync up with God’s will for my day. I usually begin by thanking God for another day. For we are never promised our tomorrow. I always thank Him for another day of sobriety.
My husband, and I as well read together. Then we pray together as well. We lift up family, friends, anyone who has asked us to pray for them. This has been every morning of our marriage. It doesn’t matter if we are on vacation, or we are just hanging around the house. 7 days a week I start my day with prayer, and reading.
“Thy will not mine be done”. That is that last thing I always say. Then I can feel confident in God to begin my day His way.
And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ. Philippians 1:6
This one thing I know undoubtedly in my heart today. There is no greater love known to man than of my savior Jesus Christ. My life as long as I walk with Him, and my heart is right before Him is limitless. I can have the beautiful life when I say “thy will not mine be done”. It doesn’t mean that my life is easy nor does not have pain, grief, or even sorrow. It means that His love for me is limitless, and with that love I can get through the storms that this life brings. It is not all rainbows, butterflies, and Cotton Candy. Yet it is so divine.
He can help me dance in the rain, turn ashes to beauty, and lift my hands in praise in the mist of my pain.
Limitless unconditional love for me, and He is faithful to complete the work He started in me. I don’t know about you, but I couldn’t imagine not signing up for such a thing in my life today. Heck yeah, I signed up! Please God help me to keep my end of the deal. I love living my life today in peace that surpasses all understanding, and without chaos. A mind of clarity viewed through God’s lens for my heart. The beauty of simplicity.
And this my friend is just the start because His love is indeed limitless beyond all comprehension to that of man. It is hard to understand. He does miracles in, and around my life. He shows up, and He even shows off. His love for me is real! Surreal! Sovereignty, my heart is no longer bankrupt. Poverty no more. Jesus shines!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “magnet.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Magnetic pull! One thing I desire of myself in my life today is to be a light of the Holy Spirit the resides in me. As DC Talks song lyrics state, “What will people think when they hear that I’m a Jesus freak? What will people do when they find that it’s true?”
I am a Jesus Freak today, I love the Lord for he heard my cries! I want everyone to know that God saved me from the depths of the lowest of my own depravity! There is hope that resides in the cross.
So my prayer is that my heart, actions, and words are a magnet of Jesus’s love!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mini/maxi.” Use “mini” (the smallest of something) or “maxi” (the largest) or both in your post. Have fun!
I have always kind of considered myself a mini person. I am not super short, but I am short enough that it makes shopping hard. My legs just aren’t that long. I take short ankle length in all sizes regarding jeans or pants.
I have been this height since the 5th grade. I am a whopping 5’ 1” & 7/8ths. I can shop in the kids section in some stores. Which benefits all because it is less expensive.
So the question remains would I rather be mini or maxi? Mini all the way. “Short people. We maintain a great perspective on life because we’re always looking up.”
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “list.” Make or talk about a list. Enjoy!
I have one thing on my list of things to do today. It is simply to step back giving this “one day” over to God and saying “thy will be done, not mine”. When I do this, I get out of the way. It is miraculous how God shows up. He just simply allows the day to go exactly according to His will. I reap the benefits of peace no matter if it something simply marvelous that comes to me, or possibly very painful. He is present in all circumstances, and I am never alone!
My list is to be who God calls me to be today! Maybe today you sit with a grieved, heavy heart. Maybe you are filled with fear, and uncertainty. This world is a little upside down, and backwards. It is not without a purpose though. There is hope in the midst of every storm.
We can dance in the rain, smile in the pain, and raise our hands in praise for He has all authority. He is sovereign. I will today trust God knows better than I do what is best for me. In Jesus name my list is given to my Father, best friend, and He walks on water. He does circles in miracles around my life.
Don’t give up before the miracle happens. I almost did, then I saw a glimmer of light. Now today 7 plus years later I get to delight in giving Jesus Christ my life.
Romans 8:28 And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “opt.” Use it as a word or find a word with “opt” in it and base your post on that. Have fun!
Opting out of this one, well not entirely. We get to see our extremely extroverted all boy grandson in just a little bit. So I am opting for a short write, so I can go to the park with our family.
They live on the Westside of Washington State so our views of Huddy is usually through our daughter’s Instagram’s stories. Which are multiple times a day, and bring us much joy. Today though is the real deal. Of course gpa and gma have a special gift for our grandson too. The joys of being grandparents.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last thing you put in your fridge.” Start your post with the last thing you put in your fridge. Let your mind wander from there. Enjoy!
Come on let’s Ketchup a little here. So here I am 46 years old. Actually almost 47, and I am not the most domesticated woman out there. I keep a very tidy home. I love organization, and routine for me to function well.
We all know that routine can’t be had with every day as much as we would like. There is usually something thrown in to any given day to throw us off. So when I say I am not domesticated I mean I can’t sew, not even a button onto a shirt (for real). I don’t iron that is what the wrinkle cycle is for on the dryer.
I just didn’t learn these things growing up. They are all learned behaviors, and I take all responsibility for not knowing them at my now age. I can cook, but it not a joy for me. Some ladies light up in the kitchen. They are like Betty Crocker come to life. Me well I decided I better put on my best “A” game now that we moved. I told my husband I have a few signature dishes up my sleeve, and I will start to cook. At least put my best efforts towards cooking for him.
Here he works so hard everyday, and often comes home to pizza and salad. So my guilt got the best of me. He is a very stocky man, and he can put the food down if it is good. I have witnessed it at other’s when invited over for dinner (jealously got the best of me). This is a hard admit for me, I could get really down on myself. Instead I decided to act! Love is a verb. I made my first signature meal this week. Meatloaf wrapped in bacon.
We had corn, and mashed potatoes as sides. It was delicious, and very filling. My husband thanked me many times over for the meal. I felt so proud of myself being Mrs. Susie homemaker. I have a whole list of meals I will be preparing now. So it is not that I can’t cook, it is more I find it kind of boring. I have no patience to waiting for water to boil (how boring)! I am not going to be baking for hours in my kitchen Christmas goodies to gift to friends. That is just not my thing.
So now that I have admitted my defects. The last thing I put into our fridge was ketchup. We drizzled it on top of our mouth savoring meat loaf. It’s not meatloaf without ketchup.
So now that you’re all ketch-uped on me. I need to think of my next dish I shall prepare for us tonight. I will admit I kind of lit up knowing my hands created something in the kitchen my husband loved. We needed proof of life, so I did take a picture of it. No one would have believed I cooked! Ha! I fooled them! Look at me now! Lisa the chef 👩🍳. Well not quite. My hubby’s tummy is happy, and full. So I did my job, and for that my heart is happy! I mean that is a meatloaf like no other, yeah! 👊🏻
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ring.” Use it as a noun, a verb, an adverb, or an adjective…use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
Crap their name just doesn’t ring a bell. When you are caught off guard around the corner in the supermarket, restaurant, or just out and about. “Oh hey Lisa, wow you look great.” “What has it been 30 years?” Your mind is stumbling through the Rolodex of faces, and names in your head. You don’t even comment on how they look. It is killing you that you can’t remember their name. You clearly remember things about this person. You have visual memories sitting with them at lunch, but their name just doesn’t ring a bell.
The last thing you are willing or want to admit is, yeah ya know I don’t remember your name. You feel so put on the spot as they keep talking, and you really hear nothing they are saying because you are so caught on not being able to remember their name. Looking for their hello my name is ____ sticker.
Nope not going to get that lucky. Hoping the conversion ends, and using generic statements in reference to anyone’s name, “alright buddy,” “girl you too, take care.” Walking away fast breathing a sigh of relief it is over, and now you obsess on who they are. WHO WAS THAT!
The whole way home racking your brain for their name. Racing in the house to your yearbook looking for their face, and there it is… My gosh I can’t believe their name didn’t even ring a bell, especially with how well I knew them. Realizing that 29 years is a long time ago, and we are all getting old.
Until it happens again, because believe me it will..It has happened all too many times to this girl!