Opposites Attract

Ahhh…my Soulmate

Every time I saw him, I felt a peace within me. It seemed my soul would settle while my heart skipped a beat. Calm and peaceful, a gentle giant. He calls me his Wild Woman from the Woods. Yes, opposites do attract.

Ten Years and One Day

Hubby and Me

Ten year anniversary yesterday. I cried on our wedding day. He cried on our 10th anniversary. 😂 We joked about the tears…”You cried on our wedding day because you were just tired of running and I finally caught you!” Yeah, and you cried on our 10th anniversary because you’re sorry you did!”

Cry Out to the Lord

My Daily Med–December 14, 2020–HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA! ❤ 75🥰🙏I pray always for your health and happiness.

Psalm 107:23-32–23)Those who go down to the sea in ships, Who do business on great waters, 24)They see the works of the Lord, and His wonders in the deep. 25)For He commands and raises the stormy wind, which lifts up the waves of the sea. 26)They mount up to the heavens, they go down again to the depths; their soul melts because of trouble, 27)They reel to and fro like a drunken man, and are at their wits’ end. 28)Then they cry out to the Lord in their trouble, and He brings them out of their distresses. 29)He calms the storm, so that its waves are still. 30)Then they are glad because they are quiet; so He guides them to their desired haven. 31)Oh, that men would give thanks to the Lord for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men! 32)Let them exalt Him also in the assembly of the people, and praise Him in the company of the elders.

Like the sailors in this Psalm, at some point you will hit great turbulence in your life. Perhaps you are currently experiencing a storm with no end in sight. Your situation may be so serious that you wonder how you’ll ever get through it. You’ve tried everything possible to resolve the matter, but to no avail.

The solution is to do exactly what these sailors did–cry to the Lord in your trouble (v.28). He is sovereign over storms and uses them for His good purposes. God knows we sometimes need to reach the end of our own resources before we will turn to Him. When we call out to the Lord and submit to His authority over the storm, He will calm the waves in His perfect timing and guide us to safety.

The goal is not simply to escape turmoil but to learn to depend on the Lord instead of ourselves. Trusting Him to handle what we cannot will ultimately lead to gladness, thanks, and praise for His lovingkindness and intervention on our behalf. Another wonderful result will be that we tell others how faithful God has been, so they can trust Him, too.

More Letters from UrHere

Howdy Neighbor,

I traveled the world, then moved back to “The Circle” (country version of a city block). Our families were neighbors for generations and here we are! Together. You have given me the safest home I ever had because you are not an abuser. Thank you for believing in your wife when I couldn’t believe in myself. May we have many more arrowhead seasons together. Please forgive me. I didn’t know how dysfunctional I was until I began to heal. I forgive you. We are Kintsugi Hearts–strength and beauty mending the broken places.

Dear Best Friend andTravel Buddy, I’ve missed you so much since you died from a rare and sudden illness on April 20, 2017. Please forgive me. Your friendship was precious to me, yet I failed you. I thought we had many years ahead of us to travel together. We had plans for a Mississippi Foodie Tour; we planned to fly to the Land of Blue Butterflies. You helped me find my words. Dysfunctional family relations had me so distressed and distracted, it’s taken years to buckle down and concentrate. I regret so many things I missed with you. I never made it to a college football game with you. I missed your son’s wedding. I was blessed to have you in my life. No forgiveness needed; you were a true blue friend. I’m planning a solo trip to our favorite spot. I’ll take an early morning walk like we used to do; looking for driftwood, sand dollars, and mermaid fingernails. More pictures of our log if it hasn’t been rolled by the tide back into the gulf. Sitting in our spot, I will listen as waves and wind whisper words.