What IS a blessing? Well, the kind of blessings we’re talking about today are theinvokingofGod’sfavoruponaperson. While I’m not big on the luck of the Irish, I love Irish blessings! No country invokes God’s favor upon others quite like the Irish!
Since it’s just one day past St. Patrick’s Day, I wanted to take this opportunity to invoke God’s favor upon you! Fasten your seat belt… here we go!
28May God give you heaven’s dew and earth’s richness— an abundance of grain and new wine.
29May nations serve you and peoples bow down to you. Be lord over your brothers, and may the sons of your mother bow down to you. May those who curse you be cursed and those who bless you be blessed. – Genesis 27:28-29
Isn’t that a beautiful photograph? It was taken by our friend and fellow poet, David Catherwood.
Is there a wedding in your future? Here’s a beautiful marriage blessing:
OH… written in the key of E… ugh. Good for a guitar player – difficult for a piano player. LOL! I could play it… but I wouldn’t LIKE it.
Here’s a beautiful poem by Lucinda Berry Hill:
We are blessed by God and in turn we bless others.
And last, but certainly not least – this beautiful Irish prayer. I pray this for each of you!
I hope and pray you have a wonderful, blessed week! 🙂
February is a rough month for me – I’ll just admit it. It’s a time when I remember a lot of happy times that I’ll never get back. My mom’s birthday was the 15th and my dad’s birthday was the 21st – just a week apart! I always baked a heart-shaped cake for my mom – and put pink or red icing on it with little red-hot candies. We never had fancy celebrations, but we had each other and that’s what really mattered. I can’t remember any of the gifts I gave her, but I remember the love in the room while she opened each of them. ❤
My dad loved German chocolate cake – and I’m not a baker – so to the boxed cake aisle I’d go to pick up a mix and some icing – although I’m not sure you can call that icing – I suppose it is… that coconut concoction. LOL! Dad’s cake was a simple 9×13 sheet cake – I never made a cake that had to be stacked – I’m practical – and if that puppy had to ride in the car with me – it was going to be a sheet cake! ❤
I have memories recorded on 8mm film – which a few years back I had put on DVD. There’s no sound, but I can read lips just fine. I remember every word, even though I can’t hear their voices. I can’t hear their voices… but I will hear them again. I’m not without hope – nope. ❤
I’ve made a sort of study out of this grief journey. This blog is one manifestation of my grief experience. I hope it’s made me more empathetic to others, if nothing else. When people you love die, you don’t have anywhere for that love to go anymore. This month I went out to the cemetery and replaced the flowers – but there were no hugs, no smiles, no warm greetings. Thankfully, there was no snow, or it would have been colder still. There’s nothing quite so cold and, well, dead… as a cemetery. Without faith to sustain, it would appear that it’s all over and there’s no hope. Ah, but there is faith – there is hope. I’m not without hope – nope. ❤
One of these days my Savior will come for me and all who have asked Him into their hearts and lives. Whether I have the opportunity to live out a full life and die – or get snatched up and fly away… it really doesn’t matter because I’m going to see Christ face to face. These memories I hang on to for now… well, I won’t need those anymore. I’m not going to pretend to know exactly what lies ahead – but I trust God, through my Savior – and whatever it is… it’s okay by me. ❤
Here’s what I do know. I will see my family again – and it’s going to be great because there will be hugs, smiles, and warm greetings – and we will never have to say good-bye again! ❤
A Prayer for the Grieving
Lord, please come sit with me today. I need you now as I’m so sad. My heart can’t take much more. Just let me feel again. God, please heal my broken heart. In the quietness, I feel closest to you. Help me to serve others despite the pain. Let peace and love surround all who grieve today, tomorrow and always. I trust you to carry me through this long journey of grief and pain. Thank you for allowing me to share the life of my precious loved one. Please give me comfort in my pain, your love to see me through, and your strength to keep me going. Amen.
When they died, I thought I might too. But somewhere along the way, the memories took over where the pain was once so raw I thought I couldn’t stand it. ❤
You know, everyone in school was a bit jealous of me because I was an only child and didn’t have to “share” anything with siblings when I was at home – but let me tell ya… there’s a flip side to being the only one – it’s lonely when you realize you’re responsible for everything. I relied so heavily on my parents, not only for moral support, but for spiritual support. I knew they prayed for me every day. I miss those prayers so much. ❤
The Ten Commandments are listed twice in the Hebrew Bible, first at Exodus 20:1–17, and then at Deuteronomy 5:6–21. Both versions state that God inscribed them on two stone tablets, which he gave to Moses on Mount Sinai.
Ten Commandments List
You shall have no other gods before Me.
You shall make no idols.
You shall not take the name of the Lord your God in vain.
Keep the Sabbath day holy.
Honor your father and your mother.
You shall not murder.
You shall not commit adultery.
You shall not steal.
You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
You shall not covet.
I’m the first to admit it… I am an ID addict. I watch true crime dramas all the time. Are you surprised? Yes, I have all of the “Touched By An Angel” episodes on DVD, but once in a while I get glued to Investigation Discovery. Then they start showing reruns… sigh. If I already know “who done it”, it’s not as interesting.
The only sad difference between a good mystery novel and ID is that the cases on ID are real. They’re not stories from an author’s macabre imagination – they really happened. It’s murder, and it’s really very sad. My heart goes out to the victim’s families.
Another sad reality is that abortion is murder!
I know what you’re thinking… you’re thinking “Linda’s beating her pro-life drum again.” Well, you win the prize. I will beat this drum until the Lord returns to earth to take me home. I want to see a society that considers adoption instead of abortion! I’m so thankful my mother didn’t abort me – I was adopted – and I’m thankful to be here. I want every baby to have the RIGHT to be born into the world – give life a fighting chance!
Every article I read about cases of abortion report that the women have a sort of regret that never goes away. Even if they think abortion is absolutely the right thing to do at the time, the feeling of regret scars the rest of their lives.
Life is a gift and a baby is a treasure from God… always.
The United States constitution does not specifically give the unborn any rights whatsoever – not even the right to be born. WHY??? What would it take to change that? I want to see it changed.
Be thankful for the babies in your life. Right now, find them, hold them tight and tell them how much you love them. God sees fit to take loved ones from us in His time. Tomorrow is never promised to us – shoot – the next minute isn’t promised. Love while you can love. Hug those little ones and give them all the encouragement you can muster. Pray for them and be supportive in every way. Let them know you’re in their corner no matter what.
Even if that baby is eighteen years old… they’re still your baby. Your love and support will always matter to them. Be there – sometimes no words are necessary. Just be there. 🙂
Have you hugged your Bible lately? We should be hugging it every day as we have devotionals – but I get it… life gets busy. The year is young, so isn’t this the perfect time to get back in the swing – the habit – of daily devotionals with the LORD? He’s so patient with us, isn’t He?
Since this is National Bible Week, I thought a few passages of Scripture for this new year may be appropriate. Here we go!
May the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ be blessed! On account of his vast mercy, he has given us new birth. You have been born anew into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead. – 1 Peter 1:3
Don’t remember the prior things; don’t ponder ancient history. Look! I’m doing a new thing; now it sprouts up; don’t you recognize it? I’m making a way in the desert, paths in the wilderness. – Isaiah 43:18-19
I believe that the present suffering is nothing compared to the coming glory that is going to be revealed to us. – Romans 8:38
Certainly the faithful love of the Lord hasn’t ended; certainly God’s compassion isn’t through! They are renewed every morning. Great is your faithfulness. – Lamentations 3:22-23
Then the one seated on the throne said, “Look! I’m making all things new.” He also said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” – Revelation 21:5
Look among the nations and watch! Be astonished and stare because something is happening in your days that you wouldn’t believe even if told. – Habakkuk 1:5
Sing to the Lord a new song because he has done wonderful things! His own strong hand and his own holy arm have won the victory! – Psalm 98:1
I will give them a single heart, and I will put a new spirit in them. I will remove the stony hearts from their bodies and give them hearts of flesh. – Ezekiel 11:19
May God richly bless you as you study His Word in 2016! 🙂
And we are having our first annual CHRISTIAN AUTHOR’S VIRTUAL TEA PARTY & BOOK EXTRAVAGANZA this coming Saturday, January 23rd from 2-4 pm CST. If you would like to be a part of this great event, please send me a FRIEND REQUEST on facebook and I will make sure to send you an invitation so you can RSVP. If for some reason I don’t send an invitation – send me a message and remind me please.
Remember – this is a VIRTUAL TEA PARTY – no traveling involved – except to your own computer – it will take place on the facebook event page! Our wonderful Christian authors will be standing by ready to post all sorts of goodies and we want YOU to post your questions and comments to them! It will be a fun time of getting to know our favorite authors – those who God has clearly gifted with such talent – and they turn around and share it with us!
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. – Psalm 23:4
This is WORLDWIDE CANDLELIGHTING DAY, a day that unites families and friends in lighting candles for one hour to honor the memories of the young loved ones who left too soon. It costs very little, yet means so much to the families who have been torn apart by violence in this world.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. – From a headstone in Ireland
Plan to light a candle to support these grieving families left behind to pick up the pieces. We’ll light candles at 7:00 p.m. local time and say a prayer for those suffering loss. This is the 18th annual Worldwide Candle Lighting, a gift to the bereavement community from The Compassionate Friends.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. – Robert Ingersoll
Hundreds of formal candle lighting events are held and thousands of informal candle lightings are conducted in homes as families gather in quiet remembrance of children who have died, but will never be forgotten.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. – Khalil Gibran
The Compassionate Friends and associated organizations are joined by local bereavement groups, churches, funeral homes, hospitals, children’s gardens, schools, cemeteries and community centers. Services have ranged in size from just a few people to nearly a thousand.
A human life is a story told by God. – Hans Christian Andersen
Every year you are invited to post a message in the Remembrance Book which will be available, during the event, at The Compassionate Friend’s national website www.compassionatefriends.org
Although it’s difficult today to see beyond the sorrow,
May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow.
– Author Unknown
When our precious children are mourning they need for adults to be close at hand, but at times they need some solitude as well.
Children especially need solitude. Solitude is the precondition for having a conversation with yourself. This capacity to be with yourself and discover yourself is the bedrock of development. – Sherry Turkle, PhD, sociologist
Since we can’t hug our friends, we will light a candle for them in honor of their lost loved ones today. ❤
If you are looking for a perfect Christmas gift, may I suggest a new devotional book by Lucinda Berry Hill? Everyone needs a new devotional book to begin the new year!
Today is GORGEOUS GRANDMA DAY. When I get to heaven there will be so many things to see and do, and first I want a hug from Jesus – not one of those “good to see ya” hugs that last about 2 seconds, but a really long hug! He’s been my best friend for so many years, when I finally see Him face to face, yeah, I want a hug!
The second thing I want to do is renew the relationship with my family! I didn’t know Granny LaVella very long, but I knew her well. She and Grandpa Frank lived on a farm in Northern Oklahoma. We got to visit the farm nearly every weekend and I looked forward to those visits.
I was their youngest grandchild, so I got some very special treatment. I was the miracle for my folks. They could not have children and adopted me when I was only a few days old. There are a few basic lessons I learned on the farm. Lesson number one: the chores do NOT wait. You get out there and get it done – NOW. When it’s time to milk the cow, son, you’d better get out there and do the milking. Bessie does not care if you want to sleep another half hour, and she doesn’t care if it’s cold outside – but you’d better warm those hands up or else. Lesson number two: don’t drink the cream off the top. There are consequences for that action.
I miss the farm and yes, that feather bed! I’ve always said I could leave the city and go live in a small community somewhere and be fine with it. Some people think they would be bored or it would make them crazy, but not me. I would enjoy an uncomplicated life.
Grandpa Frank and Granny LaVella were the sweetest people and they were God-fearing souls who would not hurt a fly. They lived their lives and loved their God. They walked humbly but stood proud for the values they embraced. May I do the same. ❤