“Every breath is a gift from the giver of life”. ~S.Graves
I wake up with gratitude to my Lord and Savior for 47 years of the precious breath of life. Countless times God has sparred me when I was spiritually sick in my active alcoholism. As well this last year with my diagnosis of breast cancer.
He gives life, and He takes it away. God isn’t done with me yet, and for that today I celebrate the day He chose me to be part in this world February 17, 1974. May I be used by Him, May I be the difference today with the Holy Spirit which resides in me.
I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder. ~G.K. Chesterton
With the utmost sincerity I thank all of my followers today. 400, and going. I have found a true form of self expression inside WP. I have much respect for so many of the people I follow, and their creative attributes either in writing or photography. I as well have gained some genuine friendships.
With all that said I am grateful I have a safe platform to be me. For this I say THANK YOU! God bless you all…
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.
“It is not how much we have, but how much we enjoy, that makes happiness”. ~Charles Spurgeon
In the light of Thanksgiving, may we all have the spirit of gratitude. I know my life today is far greater than my wildest dreams. I am far from a millionaire, and live quite simply actually, and I couldn’t be happier. It is those simple little gifts that have been given that mean the very most. The matter of the heart gifts. Give thanks with a grateful heart!
With emotions, and anticipations at an all time high today. I know tomorrow whom ever is our President I will be the same as I am today. I will continue to pray for the President of our country. Either way, it does not change that I will continue to pray daily. As well it certainly does not change my heart. It may change how I pray, and what I choose to pray for, it is that simple.
I know who I voted for, but either way my prayer for today is that we can “Make America God Again”! Amen! So as we all sit here wondering, what will be the outcome of what seems the most critical election in History, nothing has to change. God has ALL authority! He already knows the outcome. I myself am to stay near to Him, and continue on in prayer. Just like any other day, I did my honor as an American. I voted, and I take great pride in that. May we all take pride in The United States of America which was created by the hands of a great, and mighty God. Which was founded on “In God We Trust”.
Blessings to you all today. May we be loving, gentle, kind, compassionate, accepting, and a blessing in another’s life today!
Life is most defiantly 10% what happens, and 90% how we react to it. Make today be beautiful no matter what the outcome. Choose to be the difference.
“I would encourage every person who loves this country to pray and to turn out by the millions to vote. Don’t just watch the news and be depressed. Stand up for America! Vote for leaders who love this country, defend the Constitution, and support law and order. Most importantly, pray.” Franklin Graham
There was no rhyme or reason to anything I did in a day nor what I would say. I was captivated by the pull of the bottle as it helped my feelings not to be at play
With each drink making all of what was MY life go away. The pull so great. Enebriate allow me to dance with the bottle day after day, adversity chants
I could never get my fill, I was seeking my own kill. The thrill of all the chaotic madness to sit at bay. Leave for a whole day. Play with me, drink me to sleep. Sing me a lullaby. All in my head. Drink me deaf, and dumb
Wake again to bathe it into my pores. An alcolohic insanity. Travesty awaits. Pick the bottle back up again, Lisa was ready for her game
There was no rhyme or reason I just wanted it to all go away. Who cares how you feel, I don’t feel so just leave me alone to wallow in my pity. Oh you hurt, whatever. You don’t even know my pain
Can you imagine trying to reason with a person such as who I was? Lost in the fuzz. Just let me get buzzed, and sit in my selfiness. Drunkin stupor. This was my 24/7. My mind so crazed it was my heaven
God could not touch my callsoused heart. It was an art. Wearing my mask, and hiding alcohol in my skin
Thank God for His grace and He shook me from this place. Turned my life upside down. Saved me from my drown. I was a bottom feeder before, but man did I ever hit bottom. There was nothing more to do
I desperately needed the ryhme and the reason. Tis the season for change. No more deranged. I wanted a rhythm in my heart, and needed to feel my pain. Stained as I was it was time to trade my bottle for the cross
Put it down drank the grace God poured out. Drink it daily. One day at a time. My life has been given back to me. No more trying to slit my wrists with alcoholic bent
I sit here in awe at all my Lord has done. I see the sun/son! My days are not dark, I walk in the light. Alcohols just an excuse I do not adore. Just a horror
My hands raise up in thanks for He saved my life from my own self. All I want is His will. Praising God his mercies are new every morning. For this story God gets all the glory!
Romans 3:24 But by the free gift of God’s grace all are put right with him through Christ Jesus, who sets them free
So this came as quite a surprise, I know I can’t get all caught up in numbers. I did blog in here a few years back under a different name. I had 400 and some thing followers when I came to a stop.
This means a lot to me! I changed up my blog name to open my blog to allow me to just write about anything. I had to be out from the niche I was stuck in before. I wanted the freedom to write about whatever came to heart. I wanted to do photography prompts, writing prompts. A few things I have stuck to weekly as much as I can is Linda G. Hill’s One-liner Wednesday’s, as well her SoCS prompt. I also have really enjoyed Cee’s Black and White photo, and Fun-Foto Challenges. I also participate in Citysonnet’s Photo A day. Amateur photography at its best!
I have only just got my feet wet, there are a few things I have been desiring to try out. Stuart’s, 6 words story prompts, and some of the other photo story prompts as well.
I have enjoyed all of my interactions in here with all of you great people! I wake with many comments to read once my eyes are open enough to read. I have been so blessed by the people who regularly comment. As well the people who know my journey of life pretty well. I have quite a story that I hope to keep sharing. So hey thank you for showing that you care, and I know I appreciate each, and every one of you.
WP is pretty rad! It makes me feel happy to be inside this place, because for me writing is medicinal. I find it soothing to my soul. Even if only but 1 followed me I would still write. I do this because I have so much inside me that needs penned. God I believe gave me a gift, wether you agree I don’t know. I will still go with that in what I know in my heart!
Blessings all, Lisa M Boyd
Side note: I still am trying to learn the whole ping thing, if you saw how long it took me to get my one-liner right today. Whew it takes longer to do that than write my prompt. So patience truly is a virtue. God bless, because I was wanting to pound on the keys, yes gracious little ol’ me… 😐
Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms. If anyone speaks, they should do so as one who speaks the very words of God. If anyone serves, they should do so with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ. To him be the glory and the power for ever and ever. ~1 Peter 4:10-11
He delivered from all that made me spiritually ill, well
He delivered me from selfishness, selflessness
He delivered me from hopelessness, hope
He delivered me from an attitude of ungratefulness, gratitude
He delivered me from self loathing/pity, compassion
Jesus delivered me, and I no longer hide. I come to Him in a daily reprieve on bended knee with a new song in my heart. I have strength in lift of my hands, and I have a voice today. I can sing. No one can muffle my mouth, booze is not out for strangulation of my self. Praises humming. I get to chose. I chose life. I am delivered free of all the chains, my own self demise. I am His prize.
Jesus delivered me clean, and I am able to look that mirror straight in the glass I see a graceful lady. Nothing shady. The mirror glistens, I am not breathing broken glass. Waiting for the world to pass. Amazed at my eyes for they are the color green. In gaze at my face that should look so much older, and colder. For all the years of running with hate. Fate, yes He delivered me. I gave my life to Him in trade of my own imprisonment.
Jesus delivered me free. My death sentence was appealed at the cross. Crematorium papers misplaced. Declared she is no longer a danger, deranged, or estranged. Jesus declared me legally sane, and my life was singed of on. He paid the penalty on the cross, for how far I was lost. I owed a debt I could not pay, he paid a debt He did not owe. You reap what you sow. It was time for me to get up, go, and grow. I was free. Humming Praises long over do.
He delivered me
Fernando Ortega said it best in “Give me Jesus” https://youtu.be/9rZ8k9m2hwo this song was sung was sung at Ruth Bell Graham’s memorial. Fernando is a beautiful soul, I had the honor of meeting him when he played at our church many years ago. Being once married to a P.K.’s kid comes with some cool perks. This song for me says it all!
Yesterday was one of my rougher days, having an emergent visit with my doctor for some trauma from my double mastectomy.
So having seen this as I was on my way out the door was a huge blessing in disguise. I love it in here. I have learned so much from all of you. A lot of new things I had not seen when blogging in here before. 6 word prompts, and being asked to try one. How much fun!
Getting to be involved in Cee’s Photo Challenges, Linda G. Hill’s One-liner Wednesday’s, and the Saturday SoCS prompt has been so much fun. Not to mention the countless comments left with such gracious, and encouraging words. So I thank you all, I hope to continue to grow in my daily writing. I hope to know you all more through all your posts. I feel blessed to be part of the WordPress community. God has so blessed my life with all of your gifts, and talent!