30 Dec. 2010

Be Still...

"In repentance and rest is your salvation,
in quietness and trust is your strength"
(Isaiah 30:15 niv)

In the midst of storm can you find the above?

Did you know that in the midst of a storm Jesus slept?

Mark 4:35-41
35 That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side.” 36 Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. 37 A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped.38 Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”
 39 He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.
 40 He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”
 41 They were terrified and asked each other, “Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!”


Isaiah 30:19-26 (Today's New International Version)
19 People of Zion, who live in Jerusalem, you will weep no more. How gracious he will be when you cry for help! As soon as he hears, he will answer you. 20 Although the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more; with your own eyes you will see them. 21 Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it." 22 Then you will desecrate your idols overlaid with silver and your images covered with gold; you will throw them away like a menstrual cloth and say to them, "Away with you!"

23 He will also send you rain for the seed you sow in the ground, and the food that comes from the land will be rich and plentiful. In that day your cattle will graze in broad meadows. 24 The oxen and donkeys that work the soil will eat fodder and mash, spread out with fork and shovel. 25 In the day of great slaughter, when the towers fall, streams of water will flow on every high mountain and every lofty hill. 26 The moon will shine like the sun, and the sunlight will be seven times brighter, like the light of seven full days, when the LORD binds up the bruises of his people and heals the wounds he inflicted.

29 Dec. 2010

Now is the time...

Now is the time to put to good use what you have learnt.
You have sought good counsel
You have pondered my precepts
You have meditated on my Word
Day and night

But what use is knowledge without action?
See again what you have read
Hear again what you have been taught
Recall all these things from me
and truly live them

Cast off all trepidation
Tell discouragement to flee
and rise my sons and daughters
Rise up and be
That which I made you to be

27 Dec. 2010

confidence for the journey

I was reminded just now of the picture that caught in my mind in the wee hours of Christmas Night / Boxing Day morning, which I had since forgotten.
I had earlier been awoken by a nightmare, and had then prayed for a while. When it came time to sleep again, I rested my head on the pillow, and as it tends always to happen, my mind began to chug away.
It is like when my head rests, all other distractions are gone, and I often am able to think clearly, and quite often receive little revelations from God during this time.
The picture I got was simple.
It was a colourless picture of me in motion, moving forward, and I notice in my peripheral vision  pictures passing by, like photographs, but I knew that they were things in my life, problems, issues, things that God was mending, changing, removing from me, but the significant thing was that I felt no emotion or feelings, but more of a simple knowledge and recognition, like -
"Oh Yeah, OK, whatever..."
So it was like I knew God was doing and going to do work in my life, but I need not be anxious or worried, for He was just going to make it happen, and all I had to do was keep moving in the same direction, on the path that I was already on.
That I think is confidence for the journey and in the reaching of the destination.
God is Good!!
All the Time!!

Just Keep Swimming...

Dory: Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do? We swim, swim.

I love the picture stories God places in my heart.
Today during the church service, God surprised me with a picture from the Disney movie Finding Nemo.
The scene is near the end, when finally finds Nemo, but Nemo and Dory are caught in a trawling net.
The story is set to end in tragedy, but a revelation comes.  There is hope!
Nemo, Dory and Marlin victory through telling all the other captive fish to swim!
The plan at first appears to be a failure, but as more and more of the fish join in the fight to swim the 'tides' are turned and together the fish burst the net and are free.

The picture that God gave me was showing me how life is full of challenges.  We go through battles, against our flesh, our ungodly habits, outside influences, against powers and principalities of darkness, but all is not lost.
God was saying "just keep swimming", keep on keeping on, keep moving and pushing forward, with Jesus and eternity with Him as our goal post.  Keep our eyes on Jesus, don't stop moving, and we will have victory over the struggles / battles, chains (nets or traps) will be broken and we will get freedom from them.

The key is to never give up, never give in, for we will have victory when we keep our eyes on Jesus.

Like Paul said about running the race...

Hebrews 12:1-3   1 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, 2 fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. 3 Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.


1Corinthians 9:24-25  24 Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. 25 Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever.

So Keep Swimming, Don't be discouraged, and You Will Have Freedom from all that hinder you in the end...

25 Dec. 2010

This Christmas, may the best gift you give and receive, be love....

Merry Christmas to you all!

I pray God's Blessings on you all this Christmas, and that at the very least you may all find enough reason to celebrate it in - For all that He has done for you!

The love that we show and see and feel is only a shadow of His.
His love for you and me and all of us is
Sooooo Intense!!
For He IS Love!
How Wide
and How Deep
and How High
is His Love for us...

14 For this reason I kneel before the Father, 15 from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. 16 I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with powerthrough his Spirit in your inner being, 17 so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 18 may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ19 and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.20 Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Ephesians 3:14-21 NIV

and I leave you with an old hymn that just says it all so well.

How Deep The Father's Love

How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
And make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the man upon the cross
My sin upon His shoulder
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

24 Dec. 2010

Road trip blessings.... Pt 3

My other two road trip posts were more about how God blessed me personally, but there was much more going on than just 'me, me, me'.
God did some major things in the lives of those I was with, and through those I was with.
I am not fully up on the details of everything, and some I have no right to share on here, but I will do my best in sharing what I can.
The leader of the trip, apart from God Himself, was a beautiful lady of whom is full to over-flowing with the love and spirit of God.
She glows, she ooozes God's love from every pore.  And she spins us out!  And stretches us to a point where our minds are almost completely boggled!
I have never met someone flow and live by the Holy Spirit as she does.
I am a person who likes some structure, likes some planning, likes to have at least some inkling of what is going to happen.
But this lady, I will call her Ms J for now, prefers to go with the flow, or rather go wherever she feels the Spirit leading.
Some may call it 'kooky', some may call it 'out-there', some may call it 'insane'.
But as the Word says...
"We shall know them by their fruits"
and the fruits that Ms J is producing are abundant, and lives are being saved because of her obedience to Gods Holy Spirits leading.
People are being set free from addictions and strongholds and they are learning God's deep Love for them through her expression of His Love for them, and they are learning to receive His love for themselves.
I didn't know what to expect from this trip, I don't think many of us did.  We knew we were going to Adelaide, we knew where we were staying and we knew that we were going to visit Raff Shaw's Church (or rather God's Church shepherded by Raff Shaw) on Wednesday arvo/evening for a feast, fellowship and ministry.
I had heard very little of Raff Shaw (I don't even know if I'm spelling his name right), only that he had apparently a real gift/touch of God on his life, and his ministry through Christ was changing lives and setting people free from strongholds and seeing people healed and raised from the dead.
I didn't really know why I was going on the trip, but I know now, God had His plans and purpose.
So yes, we arrived in Adelaide eventually, after a detour to visit the 'wayward' (?) son of a brother in Christ, as Ms J was convinced that he needed to receive from God through Raff Shaw.  That was Tuesday.
Wednesday morning came. We had no breakfast supplies, infact we had no food supplies at all of our own (that was enough to put me out of my comfort zone - as I always like to be prepared!), so Ms J ventured out with a couple of others to find a supermarket.  Two and a Half hours or so later, they returned.
In the time that they were away, those of us who were left behind were getting frustrated.
But then came the tale to tell of their outing...
Ms J was felt led by the Holy Spirit on a detour and ended up at an ATM (or was it a bus stop?) and witnessed to a young man there (with a black eye, addictions and anger problems) and led him to Christ.  She also invited him to come with us to the church meeting that night.
Praise God for the detour!
Well, the day continued, the kids had Coco Pops for breakfast, and a few of us headed out to find the City Centre with a rough drawn map and an outdated street directory.
We did our day, got a little lost, but managed to find our way to the Marion Salvation Army with an hour to spare that evening.
Meanwhile, Ms J was busy with a couple of others from our crew, and went and collected the 'wayward' son, and the man she had led to Christ earlier that day, and met us at the church.
The man she had led to Christ said later he knew he had to go, he knew he just had to get out of where he was, he knew he wanted change in his life!
The meal and meeting happened.
One of the women in our motley bunch had a serious "you dont have long to live" liver problem, although there  was no sign of yellowing.  He doc said he wanted to put her on the transplant list.
She said none of this to those who were ministering there.
She went up for prayer, and the man who prayed for her told her that God had just given her a new liver!!! There was no way for him to know or tell, other than through God, that she had a liver problem.
Praise God as we believe in faith for the healing!!!  Praise Him for His intervention!!!
Others received prayer, and I believe more breakthroughs were made.
A precious child, a very young lass of maybe 7 years old at the max, was full of the spirit, speaking in tongues and praying for any one that she saw the need to pray for.  She shocked me when I was cuddling my youngest out in the foyer who was crying and feeling sick from exhaustion, I was amazed at the authority in her prayers and her full confidence in doing so, and her ability to speak in tongues.
This beautiful lass, went up to one of the men in our crew, who had just been through detox, placed her hands on his head and just wept.  Wow!
Then as the meeting finished, people mingled a little.
There were a lot of 'just off the street' visitors there, some were approaching people in our crew and asking for drugs.
My dear friend Mrs C, bless her boldness and obedience to God, led one of these to Christ.
In fact I believe that there were many that were led to Christ outside the church that night!
I didnt get to witness this as I was preoccupied with my over tired and amazingly energetic children and what God had been doing in me, but I have heard some of it since.
We all eventually bundled back in the vehicles and headed back to base camp.
The new day of Thursday came and 9 of us headed back in the bus, while Ms J was to return home here later in the day.
We were all exhausted and beginning to get a bit ratty, but God gave us peace and safety on our return journey.
The next day, I learnt that Ms J had returned to our starting point "LW" (the old rehab) with the wayward son who had given his heart to Christ and the man she led to Christ on the supermarket hunt.
The old rehab, which had only just began to function again as such a few weeks prior, was now definitely 'open for business', and God was moving mightily.  The man who had recently detoxed, his partner and toddler son were staying there, and now there was two more, young men to add to the mix.  The young man, met at the ATM or bus stop, had already come to the conclusion that 'this was where he was meant to be' and had already chosen to commit himself to 12 months at the facility! The other young man, the son of a man who turned to Christ 5 years ago, also showed commitment to change, but on a quieter level.
These men are changed, and oh what more amazing changes will God bring to their lives!
AIN'T GOD GOOD!!!!  Yes He Is!!!
So there is our road trip, the best I can tell it at the moment.
But the blessings have been continuing, in my life and in the lives around me!
Oh how we have, and are being stretched by association with the wonderful woman of God, Ms J, and Oh how we know that God is in it all!!!
Praise His Mighty Name!!!
Please Pray for Ms J, all the residents and associates of the "LW" rehab, and for God's mighty works to continue and that many more will find victory and freedom and Life Abundant through Christ and the ministry surrounding  Ms J and the facility.

23 Dec. 2010

Yes, Christmas is different these days...

Actually, Christmas hasn't been "normal" since my parents split when I was 4.
And gradually the whole "family Christmas" has become more and more splintered over the years. With  many marriage breakdowns, and people moving constantly and interstate, as well as people passing away.
Christmas for me and my family is constantly changing.
These days I share my children with their dad and his new wife, taking in turns who has them on Christmas Eve and morning, and who has them for lunch and onwards.
They seem to cope, I suppose it is 'normal' for them.
But it is not the "traditional family time" that movies and songs speak of.

For many, Christmas is a non event.  Spent alone, eating sausages and sauce or sleeping on a mat in an alley.
Yes, Christmas is a time of celebration of Jesus' birth and family and friends.
But for Many, oh so many, it is a non-event, or worse, a day of tragedy, of mourning, of loss, of regrets, of sorrows.

Have you taken time to stop and think.
Have you taken time to breathe?
In the busyness, have you looked around you?
Is there someone hurting this Christmas?
Is there someone alone?
Is there someone in need?

Is there something you can do?
Is there someone you can help?
Is there someone you can bless?

Stop, Look, See, Think, Do

Sacrifice a moment of you time for someone else this Christmas.
Can you give of yourself for another?
Ask God to show you a need.
I don't think He will need you to look too far from home, maybe even only as far as on your doorstep, or even in your own home...

Be blessed this Christmas to be a Blessing!

22 Dec. 2010

Road trip blessings.... Pt 2

Then came the Church Gathering  that we all travelled the miles for.
I'm not into "chasing God", we dont need to, for He has already told us that -
"Never will I leave you, nor forsake you"
But along for the ride I went, with a quiet expectation that God would either bring spiritual healing (which He had done already - see last post), or that he would show me something that I needed to see.
We gathered at Marion Salvation Army Church (or Citadel) for a wonderful feast of Lamb on a spit, and then had a time of worshipping God, followed by a rally of speakers, testimonies and prayers.
I wasnt going to go up for prayer that night, I didnt feel a need to.  I sat on the floor holding my youngest's hand while he tried to rest his exhausted little body.
A lady from the congregation came and sat with me, and said she would hold my son's hand so I could go up for prayer.  I said I was ok, and for some reason told her a little how I had to close the door to the relationship between my dad and my kids and I.
I was surprised when she then informed me that she had had to do the same with her dad, in regard to his treatment of her and her daughter.
She wrote for me a word from the bible in my note pad, and added a scripture reference that I should read everyday.
Here is the Word she wrote for me:

Isaiah 60:18 (New King James Version)

18 Violence shall no longer be heard in your land,
      Neither wasting nor destruction within your borders;
      But you shall call your walls Salvation,
      And your gates Praise.

This word I knew was spot on, this word God had given to a close friend, and came to be true in her life, and she had spoken of it a number of times in our discussions over time.
I felt this word was confirmation, an answer to my prayers, and in response to my choice to stand against anger and violence in my family & home.

The scripture reference she gave me to read daily was this :   Deuteronomy 28:1-15  it speaks of the blessings of obedience.

Then when she had given me these, my boy was asleep, so she prompted me to stand up for prayer, which I did.  
As I stood and waited I cried out to God and I knew he heard me.
Then a man came and laid his hand on my head and spoke to me.
He said:
"God is going to bring restoration into your home"
For this I praised God, I knew that is exactly what He was already doing, in me and in my family, in my home.
Change had already begun, but Oh, how much more He was going to do!

Today, I received a lovely home made Christmas card from a dear friend.
It made me cry, not just for loving and missing my dear sister in Christ, but for what she wrote as a footnote.
She wrote:
"May God restore to you
all you have "lost"

Oh, isn't our God sooooo Good!!!

21 Dec. 2010

Road trip blessings.... Pt 1

A week away from blogland can be like a year in real life.
the past week or so has been huge!
Too Huge to put in one post, so, here is part one...

Sunday week ago, was the night I said good bye to my Dad, not because he died, but because of difficult circumstances.  It was not easy, but it was necessary.
Then came Monday afternoon, when the boys and I were invited on a road trip to Adelaide (my state's capital city).  Excitement rose, it would be the closest thing we would get to a holiday, and Oh! to just get away for a bit.
We packed, and got ready, rolled up with our gear to the meeting place, late tuesday morning.
All was good, until, I realised that my ex-fiance was going on the trip as well. (I will refer to him as Mr A)
Things hadnt been easy at all between us since we parted mid last year.  For me personally, anxiety had taken control over me, no matter how much I prayed, was prayed for, or I just plain tried; I  couldn't seem to break free of the feelings I had when I saw him.  I couldnt handle being in his presence, let alone hear his voice or speak to him.  I tried and tried to break free but was impotent in the fight. In the end, I just kept praying whenever I was near him, and kept handing the situation up to God.
When he showed up to join the throng of travellers, I thought it was just the icing on the cake... what else could go wrong now??? I was still emotionally raw from the situation with my dad, I could barely hold it together, but I did the best I could, kept praying, kept replacing every negative thought with a prayer of blessing.  I knew I couldnt run, I knew that my sons and I needed to go on the trip and we couldn't back out.
So we all left on the trip, in two cars and a mini-bus (12 seater), and I resigned myself to whatever the trip would bring.
There were two incidences that happened later that day and night, that were significant.  That paved the way for God's great miracle.
The first incident was both funny, terrible and embarrassing.
It began as all the vehicles were starting to leave a pit stop.
I was driving the bus, and as we watched the first vehicle leave, and slowly passed the last one in line, it became apparent that Mr A was not in any of the vehicles.  We thought the last vehicle would wait for him, but every time I edged forward to leave the car park, the car behind edged forward.  Mr A was going to be left behind.  I started beeping the horn, then we could see him running from a little way off.  I thought surely the other car will see and wait, but they still didnt, when I moved.  So I waited, then before I knew it, he was jumping in the back of the bus.  I briefly was pissed off and horrified all at once, but quickly chucked the feelings aside, and hearing the door close, went to take off in the bus, putting my focus squarely on doing the task at hand of driving.
Well, take off I did, unfortunately I didn't realise that Mr A hadnt taken his seat yet, and I had sent him flying!
OH NO! As soon as I realised what had happened I cringed!  In my rush to focus away from him and onto the road, I had very nearly hurt him badly!  But praise God, he was ok.
The rest of the trip was uneventful, terribly terribly long (a 4 1/2 - 5 hour trip took us 9 hours!), but thankfully uneventful.
We finally arrived at our destination, a brand new Christian and his lady opened up their home to us to stay for two nights, utilising floors, couches and spare beds.
We were a motley bunch, all of us, Christians - babies and not so; some ex-addicts, some just out of detox, some willing participants, some with reservations. What was going to happen?  What did God have in store for us?
While a few went out on the hunt for Mcdonalds, I stayed back, and watched the kids (4 in total), with a few others.
Then, came the second incident, which was the most significant.
Suddenly it seemed, Mr A and I were left alone in a room.  I felt awkward, as Im sure he did too.
But then I opened my mouth, and said what I thought I needed to say... I apologised for making him fall, and explained that it was unintentional, as indeed it was an accident.
Something changed.
I started to say sorry, that I had been trying to change my reactions/behaviour, been trying with all of me.  He said he understood.
And the conversation flowed.
and tension eased.
And the conversation didnt stop from that point onwards!
Come the following day, it felt as if we were as comfortable with each other as if nothing bad had ever happened between us!
It was a miracle!  Pure Miracle gift from God.
He stepped in.  He made a way and gave us breakthrough.
The leader of the road trip was having a bath at the time of our initial conversation, she said that God broke into her quiet worship time and told her that something big had just happened!  That breakthrough had come!
Everyone close to Mr A's and my situation all agree that it is a miracle, that only God could do what was done, only God could make the change that happened!
So finally with God's wonderful intervention and His great Unfailing LOVE, there is peace.  Finally amoung our group of Brothers and Sisters in Christ, there is not division or separation!!!
be to the
He is Faithful and Just and True and Full of Love for those who continually Seek Him

17 Dec. 2010

We're Back

We have finally returned, utterly exhausted, but blessed by the journey!
I will share some of the blessings, when I have had more rest and time to process all that God brought to pass.
Love to yas, my brothers and sisters in Christ.
Be Blessed!

13 Dec. 2010

Postscript... a verse to share :O)

I love the Lord
and I love His Word
and sometimes His Word
gives me a belly-laugh :O)
I like this verse...
I was surprised as I read it
I was reading
  Psalm 68
and this little twinkling gem
caught my eye....

11 The Lord announces the word, 
   and the women who proclaim it are a mighty throng...

Woo Hoo...
rise up and sing, you might throng of sisters!
Proclaim the Word of the Lord!

Hope that gave you a smile

Adventure time...

The boys and I are off on an adventure tomorrow.  We are piling into an 11 seater van with a few fellow sons and daughters of Christ!
We are a motley bunch... and I'm not even sure of where we are going and what we are doing and who we are going to see!
It was all spur of the moment. It was suggested to me this afternoon, and I said I would love to go, but it would be impossible... Oh but nothing is impossible for God!
So we are off on an adventure, up to the big smoke, to meet some more 'family' members!
I have been told that they are radically sold out for Jesus!
I am sooo looking forward to it... just for simply getting out of here, away, and into fresh scenery and with good company, and with expectation (so I have been told) of something good from God!
Sounds like Good Medicine to me :O)
and I am sure
absolutely positive
that there will be plenty of 'laughter-medicine' as well.
Love Ya's all and Leave Ya's for a couple days...
but I'll be back.
Hopefully with some great tales to tell.
and hopefully with some refreshment to share :O)
... now I'm off to catch some zzz's before our big days ahead

12 Dec. 2010

Finally it is done.

I have done it.  I have been in turmoil for days.
I have sent the letter to explain my withdrawal from my dad.
If you have read some of my previous posts, you will understand.
It took me days to write it.
It took me days of deliberation over it and its contents.
But after some counselling and support, I completed it.
I kept the contents to facts, my concerns, and to a hope for a better future.
I wrote it with love, and pain, but love, and much prayer.
It was received.
And I received the reply.
It wasn't a pretty reply.
It was a denial.
But I knew, deep down, it would be that.
I know I have done the right thing.
I know I left it open enough to
show grace, and mercy.
I did not want to slam the door shut,
I wanted to leave it open
to make room
for God to move
to make room
for hope.
But he has closed the door
and labelled me as a very sick person.
Oh if only he could see
that he is the one that
needs a doctor.
He needs the only one
who can heal him
and can make him whole.
and that person is Jesus.
Oh Lord,
I give my Dad up to you,
once again,
and I pray that one day
he will cry out to you
and you will answer him.
Take care of him Lord.
Remind him that I love him
and that You love him too.
Please pray for my Dad

The war is not yet done

... even when we already know who has won!
Jesus, and we who stand with Him are the victors, but we are still fighting the war... to keep the casualties down, and to rescue the prisoners of war.
The enemy is defeated, he knows he has lost, but still he spreads deceit.  He wants to take as much of God's children with him as possible.
But it is our job to man the rescue teams and bring his captives back home.
Back home to Jesus, the lover of our souls.

Rise up O Army of God,
put on the Armour
take up your Weapons
Stand on the Rock
Be ready to fight
March as one
and bring them
back home

11 Dec. 2010

please pray

Please pray for me, I am feeling a bit emotionally wrung out.

God is Good all the time
life might feel like shit at times
But God is still Good All The Time!
Praise Him!

9 Dec. 2010

Crying and Rejoicing...

I just cry
because I can not do it on my own
my heart aches so bad
and I just cry

I just cry
because I need my friends
I need my Mum
I need my God
I  just cry

I find joy
because I don't have to do it on my own
my heart can be glad
and I find joy

I find joy
because I have my friends
I have my Mum
I have my God
I find joy

but I cry
For Joy
for I am not alone
For Joy
I rejoice
with tears
and I am not alone


But for the faithful prayers, kindness, and timely words of the redeemed,
we would still be lost and dying
But for the Love, the Mercy and the Grace of the Redeemer
we would still be lost and dying

Have you ever been torn, as I have, between -
wanting to
write someone off your list and class them as no good, hopeless and unlikely to choose the truth
and wanting to
do the 'good Christianly thing' and give them another chance, or even seventy times seven chances....

Ever put someone in the 'too hard' basket?
I have

But then, I was most probably well fit enough to fit into my own 'too hard basket' before I finally heard God's call for me to return to Him.

I hated God, I ridiculed the whole concept of Him, His church and the gift of speaking in tongues.
I think even my Mum gave up on me.
But I know of a few who didn't
And I know they prayed
and I know they showed me unconditional love
and I know they showed me Grace.
(And, Oh, how God showed me Mercy!)
and eventually all their hard work and perseverance paid off...

So what if I show no mercy?
What if my harshness causes
someone to never come to Christ?
What if?
...and what sort of example would that give my little ones?
Would it be better for me to become well acquainted with a nice heavy millstone and the sea?....

Its a bit like standing on a jetty, with a life buoy beside me, and watching someone drown... with a sneer on my face instead of tears...

Mercy is a tough one... especially when we have been hurt...
but for us to be merciless would make us no better than the devil himself.

oh.... conflicting heart... get over yourself and just be obedient to the Spirit, the Word and God!

but, oh... it feels like pushing a millstone uphill...

Oh help me, God!

7 Dec. 2010

My Australia, My Country, My Home of Wildness of Weather, and a place that I love...

Today has began with rain again, a cooling constant pitter patter.
Yesterday was the same, but ended with humidity and sunshine.
I expect that today will follow the same pattern.
It is Summer here.
I love this time of year, before the real full-on heat of summer hits.
Over the past week we have had quite a number of thunderstorms in the afternoon.
Oh how we love thunder storms! (But alas, our Buddy dog doesn't)
I praised God for the blessings of the sunshine and rain we have been getting, thinking of the coming abundance of the veggie garden.
Then I was reminded of the farmers trying to harvest.
For them the rain is not so good at this moment.
It means the possibility of spoiled crops and rotting hay.
I wonder how they do it.
Living off the mercies of nature.
Our land has experienced a number of years of drought, (although the area where I live has received more rain than some) and now it is beginning to rain.
But RAIN it has, quite a few areas have had floods already this month.  The Drought, then the Floods, and then most often come the end of summer, our land has great bush-fires.
Dorothea Mckellar wrote a beautiful poem at the beginning of last century, that beautifully describes our "Lucky Country"
here it is:

The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!

A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.

Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die -
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.

Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold -
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.

An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land -
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand -
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.

5 Dec. 2010


Some people tend to get hung up on the "denomination" thing.
I generally don't.
Providing a Christian (regardless of denomination) Loves Jesus truly, and stands for Jesus, and the basics of the wonderfully basic Gospel, and shows the Love of Christ openly in Spirit and in Truth, I have no issues with them.  And, anyway, if there is an issue, isn't that between God and them???
I have recently been acquainted with the leaders of a local church, some of their doctrinal beliefs are different to mine, and the denomination that I am part of, but they have the Truth in their hearts, and in reality we are family and each important parts of the body of Christ.
Today we spoke about all sorts of random things, but one thing that came up was the "Great Commission", and the urgency of this day and age to spread the Good News.
Surely instead of nit picking each other over the nitty gritty of doctrinal beliefs, we can all, every denomination, work together for the One and the one cause.
I returned to Christ just over 8 years ago, through the love and prayers and work of a traditional denomination.  I now attend a Pentecostal church, but I do not love my brothers and sisters of the traditional church less. I am just where God has placed me.
We are all part of One Body, how about we start acting that way...
Blessings my to my world wide, denominational wide, brothers and sisters.

Once upon a time...

I hated to cry
it was a sign of weakness
God has shown me
that tears
are a sign of strength

To cry is to show you are real
To cry is to show your heart
To cry is to show you care
To cry is to show compassion
To cry is to show your love

Crying relieves pain
Crying relieves stress
Crying cleanses the vision
Crying is healthy

I never used to cry
But God found me
and broke through
and softened my heart
and my resolve
and now I cry

I cry because
I love
I cry because
He loves me
I cry because

Praise God for every tear
that blesses our cheeks

Let each tear melt our hearts
and draw us closer to

The one who has collected
all of our tears
and preserved them 
in a bottle.
The one who has recorded
every tear
in His book

Psalm 56:8
Living Bible

4 Dec. 2010

The older I get...

The Older I get
The Frailer I get
The Absenter I get
I just need Jesus More

If everything in my world
turns upside down
or if nothing ever changes
I would
just need Jesus More

If I have everything
or lost everything
or had nothing to begin with
I would
Just need Jesus More

Jesus is all I want
Jesus is all I need
and I just need Jesus More

3 Dec. 2010

There is a purpose in the pain...

Tonight, I am quieted.
I spent an evening caring for some children, not my own, while my own are away at their dad's.
The young teen arrived a little later.
I was a bit cross with her, as I had heard of some of her behaviour over previous days.
I told her so.
sounds harsh? yes, I was.
But not without purpose.
I said I was disappointed with her, as I knew she could do better, and she had hurt someone dear to both of us.
We both shed tears.
Then we sat and talked.
I know enough of her life so far to know her behaviour is legacy of her younger childhood, and of generations before.
Some of you may not believe in generational curses
But I am sure you have heard the phrase:
"Monkey see, monkey do"
She cried and said she doesn't know why she hurts the most the one she loves the most.
I comforted her while she cried.
But we talked.
She talked
and I talked,
I shared a little of my situation.
And explained how I have chosen to make a stand with Jesus
for myself and my children
to say "no more"
and said that she too can do the same.
But she needs to decide
she needs to no longer rebel against
her family and God
she needs to make a decision
to be either for Christ
or just wander around and be like the rest of the world
I warned her
I warned her that the path she was going was leading to strife,
either Juvenile D or... I didn't say more, that was enough.
She nodded
I explained that the only way she was going to overcome
was with God
That the only way she could turn her life around was with Jesus' help
By including Him in her life
her daily life
She said but...
look what happened last time
she said
what about when a year ago I prayed?...
- something devastating happened afterwards
I said..
But God gives people choices
Bad things happen when people make bad choices
Bad things happen even to Christians,
especially when they stop listening to God
and decide to do their own thing
she said:
But what if...
 I choose God and pray and then something bad happens again?
I will just end up blaming God again...
I told her my sister chose God, then some bad stuff happened
and now she hates God, she is angry at Him
so she has nothing to do with God,
and now her life isn't very good
and now she is lost again.
And it wasn't God's fault.
It was God's people making bad choices.
I think she understood.
Later, I prayed for her before she left.

Now tho, I am quieted
with a lump in my throat,
I realise
that my pain has been for a purpose,
to be compassionate
and give options
and direction
and help
and mostly love
to those who also
suffer the pain.
and need to know that
they can say
No More

please take the time to pray for this child,
who knows the Lord, but needs to really know the Lord
and needs to stand up with Him
and say No More

30 Nov. 2010


emotions make me want to run and hide as well as scream on a mountain top, all at the same time!
Praise God for His wings, and praise Him for His arms, and Praise Him for His patience, and especially Praise Him for His Love...

Break The Chains

Break The Chains by Misty Edwards

Come break the chains,
The chains that hinder love.
All that remains of yester year.
Come break the chains,
The chains that pull me down.
Come break the chains and draw me near.

CHORUS (once)
Let Your fire burn consuming me,
Let Your jealous flame
Come take away everything!
Let Your fire burn consuming me,
Let Your jealous flame
Come write Your name upon my heart,
Until all that remains
Is the Light of Your countenance
And I will be satisfied when I awaken
As a lover of You!

Come break the chains,
The chains that hinder love.
All that remains of yester year.
Come break the chains,
The chains that pull me down.
Come break the chains and draw me near.

Who is this is garments stained red
Who is this crowns on His head
Who is this He roaring like a lion
Who is this He's roaring from Zion,
He's roaring from Zion

Who is this King of glory (Repeat x3)
He is mighty to save all who call on His name
In righteousness He is mighty to save
He's mighty to save all who call on His name
But woe to the enemy
Of the King on His Wedding day
But woe to the enemy
Of the King on His Wedding day
All of your judgments... just and true.

Let Your fire burn consuming me,
Let Your jealous flame
Come take away everything!
Let Your fire burn consuming me,
Let Your jealous flame
Come write Your name upon my heart,
Until all that remains
Is the Light of Your countenance
And I will be satisfied when I awaken
As a lover of You!

This song, I believe is very powerful.
The first verse of the song is a powerful prayer.
Crying out from the heart to Jesus, 
for freedom from the past and the legacies of the past that remain, that which has kept us in chains.
These chains can cause us to not know fully the presence, love and freedom of Living in Christ.
I am reminded now of an old song of praise (Praise the Lord) where it says: Shake off those heavy bands, lift up those holy hands, let all God's people praise the Lord.

Freedom for the captives.
Indeed Jesus has come to proclaim freedom for the captives!

The Chorus points to God's refining fire, symbolised by the refining of silver,  where silver is heated in the furnace seven times where each time the dross (impurities are blasted off), until the final firing, where the refiner can see their perfect reflection in the liquid metal.  Hence "till all that remains is the light of Your countenance".
That God's fire would burn away all that is not of Him within in us, so that we would become a true reflection of Christ.  That we would become more like Him and less of our sinful, fleshy, worldly selves.  

The rest of the song tells of the Awesome power and majesty of Christ, and that He Saves.... even as a roaring Lion! 

I love this song, as you may have guessed :O) and find it is good to meditate on.
Misty Edwards is clearly a Spirit led and gifted artist (oh, that would be my opinion, haha).
I have many of her albums and find them all great worship songs, leaning largely on the prophetic worship side. I have often played them and felt strongly the presence of God, and been touched by His Holy Spirit.
I often shut out the world, turn up the volume, and just worship the Lord, praising in my own words, the Spirit, and in the words of the songs.
I hope this song is a blessing to you too.

 Misty has written and recorded two slightly different versions of this song, this particular version comes from the album Eternity.  The other version is on the Unplugged Cd of the Relentless album.

To listen to this song, and others from Misty you can go to this link http://new.music.yahoo.com/misty-edwards/tracks/break-the-chains--59200128 and use the Rhapsody player to listen.  Or alternatively you can visit IHOP's website  (International House Of Prayer) where Misty very often leads the worship teams.  You can have access there to a free album download of Prophetic Worship songs from Misty and others.

Be Blessed as you Praise The Lord, and live a life of Worship of Him, Our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.
And may any chains fall away like chaff, and that you will know true freedom in Christ!  Praise Him as He sets us free and refines us like silver!
Love, your sister in Christ,

The Humble Tea Sipper, by Lon Anderson

This writing comes from a bloggerland friend, I loved it so much and wanted to share it with you who haven't met Lon yet.

Meet Lon here: The Humble Path

The Humble Tea Sipper

The humble tea sipper was quietly sipping upon some tea while listening to some soft classical music in the background accompanied by some candle light, and a small reading lamp on one side.
Reaching over he opened his one and only book (Holy Bible) and peered at the Words inside. When he began to read, God spoke to him feeling him with such joy that he couldn't even explain it, even if he tried.
As a matter of fact he was filled with such delight that he even started to cry. After sobbing for quite some time, he went to take another sip of tea finding the cup was completely full. This puzzled him because before his cup was only halfway filled. Taking a sip, he discovered a bit of difference in taste, then he came to the realization, that when he was weeping, he was leaning over his cup with the Bible . . . on his other side.

Thankyou Lon

Perfect Love...

God is Love.
Whoever lives in Love lives in God,
and God in him.
In this way,
Love is made complete amoung us
so that we will have confidence
on the day of judgement,
because in this world
we are like Him.
There is no fear in Love.
But perfect Love drives our fear,
because fear has to do with punishment.
1 John 4:15-18

Sometimes we can know the Word of God,
but until He quickens it in our hearts,
we do not understand it.

One who causes fear in you does not truly love you
One whom you fear you do not truly love.

Love and fear do not, and cannot dwell together.

Love that comes from 'duty' is not love.

Love is a conscious choice.
It is not something that can come from obligation.

Love is not forced
Love is a gift
a gift to be freely given
and freely received

God is Love and He truly Loves perfectly
and when God has made residence in our hearts
we know true Love
and we can Love truly

God is Perfect
and God Loves us Perfectly

Thankyou God
that You are my true Father
Thankyou God,
that although my earthly dad
has shown imperfect love, and caused fear,
I can still know True Love through You.
Thankyou that You Love me perfectly.

Help me to lead by Your example
and Love perfectly my children
and break the curses of generations before
that they in turn will learn to Love perfectly.

No more fear
No more intimidation
No more anger
No more violence
No more!
In Jesus' Holy Name

I proclaim the Peace, Joy, Love and Hope of Jesus
to reign in this family,
in this generation, and those to come!


29 Nov. 2010

This is my 200th post...

There Ya Are...
I've done it now...
Juz thought I'd let you know...

haha haha

Bless Yas All Passers-by...
See Ya Round Like a Pizza with Pepperoni on top!


25 Nov. 2010


Passing on a fellow blogger's post...

Reflections: HANDY LITTLE CHART: "GOD HAS A POSITIVE ANSWER: YOU SAY GOD SAYS BIBLE VERSES You say: 'It's impossible' God says: All things are possible (Luke 18:27) You s..."

Its ok to say No...

Today, I realised its ok to say No.
Not just any old no, but No to someone who consistently throughout my lifetime, been an abuser.  A verbal, emotional, physical abuser and manipulator.
Even if that person is a close relative, and someone who has been a significant part of your life and your children's lives.
I have been estranged from this person for a few months now, by my choice.
An incident happened which broke my heart, shattered me, I cried out.
I cried, and sought help.  The advice I was given was clear, from a couple of God-fearing people, and I know it was godly advice.
I was told it was time to stand up, speak up and proclaim NO MORE!
You would think that at the age of 37, that I would have worked this out myself years ago, but I was too scared to.
I have forgiven that person.
But I have not known what to do.
One part of me thought I had to reach out again to that person, the other part of me was afraid because, as this person admits no wrong, and refuses to apologise, I feared that nothing would be changed and the ill treatment would continue.
In addition to my personal experiences with this person, I have discovered through my conversations with my children, that my sons have also suffered abuse from this person!
So I know now for sure, without a doubt, that this person has not changed at all, that he has been treating my children just as he treated myself and my siblings in our childhood.
So I have been torn between doing the 'right thing' and keeping the family together, and wanting to protect myself and my children from further hurt and harm.
I talked to a wise Christian lady today, and asked her if she thought I was doing the wrong thing by staying away from this person.  Was I being un-christian-like?  Am I supposed to turn the other cheek?
Forgiving is one thing, which I have done, but must I put myself and my children back in the firing line?
Oh dont get me wrong, this person is not a monster, he can be nice, and loving almost, but its the incidences of abuse (and manipulation) that stick, and do harm.
My friend said, that it was ultimately my choice, but she said it was doubtful that this person would admit wrong, or even see what they are doing as wrong, even when told straight out.  She said that I needed to consider the fact that my children may see and experience what is being done by this person, and may end up continuing the cycle in their own adult lives.
I hadnt considered that specific point, I had thought very strongly that I didnt want my children to be a part of repeating history by being victims of the person as I was, but I hadnt considered that they may then become abusers.
So today I say NO
I say no more will this person have a significant part of my life or my children's life.
I will not give him opportunity to inflict my children (or myself) with his abuse.
I have a heavy heart, still, but I know that for now, I have made the right decision.

23 Nov. 2010

this is the calm...

I am in a different time in my life at the moment.  A feeling I have not felt for some time, if ever.  I feel I am in a time of rest, a time of calm.  Nothing much is happening at the moment, and for once there is no dramas.  I praise God for the lack of stress, lack of drama, lack of rush.  I thank him for His Peace.
The last few years have been very turbulent.  I will not go into them now, but, that there has been depression and anxiety and fear.  The storm began to rage years ago.  But when I returned to God, just over 8 years ago, He gave me strength to get through it all.  In many ways, I have clung to Him as He has held on to me.  When my mind was in turmoil through the storms, I always have had the hope in my God, my Lord and Saviour Jesus!
I am content.
But I also recognise that I am at a turning point.  A new adventure is around the corner... over the bend, and into the new year.
But I feel also distant a little from the Lord, not that he has left me, it is just that we are not in conversation so much at the moment.  I feel a warning in that, a warning not to wander, and not to become complacent in this rest.
Oh I see Him everyday, and wonder at His greatness and awesomeness everyday.
But apart from praising Him for his blessings and His creation, I don't feel much more to talk about.
I am not in a desert, I am not in a storm, I am not in a valley and I am not on a mountain top.
I think I am just in a garden.  Sitting, resting, watching, listening, enjoying the peace.

19 Nov. 2010

the noise machines...

are doing their best to drown out the peace this morning...
beating each other up with pool noodles, and in between are using them as trumpets!
Yes, it is spring here, and the pool is up, but they wouldnt wait for the water to warm up, No!
They will be little icicles by the time the day is through!
Gotta love my little noisy icicles!

18 Nov. 2010


they awoke rather early this morning... making a racket...
so I went in to have words...
my youngest was snuggled in bed...
I went to give him a cuddle and noticed something odd...
I pulled back the covers and realised...
my boy was fully dressed in his school uniform...
I quizzed him about it...
and he replied...
"so I didnt have to get dressed in the morning"
he had gotten into his uniform the night before, just after I had kissed him goodnight...
that's organised!
Oh, dear!

16 Nov. 2010

Closer to God

Often times I feel like I am much closer to God when I am gazing at the world around me... the world that He created... and listening to the music that it makes... (though I often have to strain to hear it above the man made noises which seem oblivious to the beauty)

I found this quote at meandering thru life and wanted to share it with you here...

"If  God had wanted to be a big secret, He would not have created babbling brooks and whispering pines."  Robert Brault

God isn't a secret... so...

How often do you stop? Do you take the time to stop and really take in your surroundings?
How often do you pay attention to God's gift of nature around you?
Please, stop, look, breathe, listen...
And most of all Praise God for it all!

(I love to capture some of His  creative beauty with my camera, though I cannot give it true justice, so I have began to share some of what I see on Pretty Things, a photo blog.  I hope you get some pleasure from the photos there.)

Contemplating my navel...

some days are not so busy, like today
In the quietness of the 'pottering around' I think.
I think
and I think
not about anything in particular.
I like these times.
I get to wander around my garden
I get to stop and smell the flowers and explain to my youngest why plants have flowers, what bees and spiders are for, and where the seeds come from.
In amongst it all I look at the world around me.
I listen to the sounds of the world around me.
And in the peace of it all
God pleasantly interrupts my thoughts
I like it when He does that.
Often times when 'contemplating my navel'
My thoughts turn to God and the wonder of Him
and then I think about those I know who miss it.
They miss realising the wonder
They miss knowing the One who made the wonder
They miss out
For their eyes are blind and their ears are deaf
I pray that one day soon their eyes will be opened
and their ears be opened
and they realise the Wonder of God and all His wonders!
Help me Lord to help them see and hear and know

14 Nov. 2010

Spiritually Armed, but physically open for attack? Soldier on!

I think that often when the devil wants to have a go at us, stop or stall our work for the Lord, he realises that he cant swerve our unwavering faith in God, so he has a go at us through the physical realm.
I know there are plenty of sceptics out there, but I am going to say it anyways...
Oh and please note that I am not saying this to give the devil all the glory, rather I am saying this to strike a warning, and a solution.
Often over the past year, I have noticed during my times of service, how often unexplained 'glitches' have occurred with the equipment we use in ministry.  Unexplainable glitches, failures, etc, which could have stalled us completely, but through the grace of God, only caused a slight hiccup.
Mainly music electronic equipment continually failed every meeting, but I refused to give up, and laid hands on it and prayed.  God came through every time, and the ministry would function as it should.
This week, I typed up the newsletter for church, and lo and behold, the church printer (which was nearly new) malfunctioned and refused to work, with no explanation according to the manuals.  But unperturbed, the file was sent home with a colleague, printed and copied, perfectly to arrive in the congregation's hands this morning. (This week's front page message I will share on here later)
Also, today during the service, during open worship, the power cut out, but unperturbed, we kept on praising God in the semi darkness, without music or overheads.  And I felt strongly the presence of God and His Spirit amoungst us, I was overwhelmed with a song in my heart of praise, and sang loud (and secretly hoped that only the Lord would hear me).
We could of stopped the time of praise and worship short, we could of all gone home for that matter, but No, we kept on praising, the children I think were slightly amused, but I think we set a good example to them by Soldiering On in Worship to Our KING!
Things may happen... unexpectedly, without explanation, but pray, keep praising God, and soldier on in Him!
Yes, we may be steadfast in Spirit, and Faith, but I think I am reminded to pray for the physical real as well against the enemy's distractions.
Along the same theme, I personally have been ill for a few weeks, and my household, as a whole has been affected by illnesses nearly constantly for the past three months.  I have recognised this past week, that it has partly been a tactic of the enemy to keep me from visiting my grandparents in the nursing home (as I cant go there with anything contagious for it might have dire consequences for them).  Why, you may ask?  Well, simply that I need to share the Gospel with my unsaved Grandfather.  My Nanna and I are the only Christians on that side of the family, and my Nanna now has dementia, so it all falls to me to share, so I must.
I realise that my Grandfather has most probably heard it all before, but now is the time for him to hear it again.  And of course, the devil is not happy about what I plan to do, neither is he happy about me wanting to pray for healing for my nanna's blindness or my grampy's arthritis.
But I will soldier on in prayer, praise, thanksgiving and intercession.
I hope I haven't blahhed too long, but I do hope you get the gist of what I am trying to say...
We are the Lord's and we are subject to Him, we are not subject to the devil and his cohorts.
We are Soldiers in the Army of the Lord and we must continue to soldier on despite any circumstances.
Praise God for all He is, all He has done and all He is going to do.
Praise Him mightily for His unfailing Love

this is our new family favourite meal... yum yum

a recipe courtesy of Curtis Stone (home grown Aussie good looking chef)
this is supposed to feed a family of four for under $10
it feeds us well... the couscous is sooo filling!
and the lads love helping cook it too, which is a bonus!

got a tang that whacks your taste buds!!

13 Nov. 2010

What do you hear?...

Its raining outside
the pitter patter on the pergola outside my window is pleasantly loud
the wind chimes give a tinkle
the clock in the kitchen ticks just out of beat with the clock in the lounge
the quiet whir of the laptop fan keeps the tapping keys company
passing trucks on the highway nearby
trees swaying under the force of the wind
a car drives past my house
the fridge makes its tired irritating whine
my breath whistles quietly but regular through my nostrils
but I cannot hear my heart beating
but I am awake and alive
while the dog sleeps next to the cat outside
and my dear children dream (hopefully blessed) dreams
I wonder if there will be thunder tonight?
oh, the rain has stopped

Provision, inspiration and waste-not, want-not...

I am amazed at God and His continual provision for us.
The pool is up again for the coming summer, a blessing from my mum last Christmas.
The dilemma we found last year was that it didnt come with a ladder, and a proper pool ladder was way beyond our budget.
Recently, though, I found a broken pool ladder at a salvage yard and brought it home.
It was in two pieces, where the part which joined it together at the top was broken and missing.
Today I thought I had better have a good look at it and work out how on earth I was going to fix it!
I had a look around and had no wood or suitable pipe to rejoin the parts.
I was at a loss.
But once again, God inspired me, and provided the materials.
A jar of old bolts (never throw a way nuts and bolts, you never know when it might come in handy!) and some cable ties (that the previous owner had graciously left behind in my shed) did the trick.
Now it is functional again and ready for when the weather returns for a good deal of splashing around.
I sat back after the job, and praised God for always making a way.
Im not a hoarder, but I often find new uses for old things, like the half plastic sandpit shell that the boys didnt play with anymore.  It is now our fish pond, lined with a bit of black plastic left over from when I fixed the shed up last year. Also like the old sandpit wooden surround which has been used to encase a new garden bed with our new apple trees.
God doesnt want us to be wasteful, so what ever I can't reuse, I pass on, either to a friend, neighbour or the local charity shop, and they can reuse.
It is more than being 'environmentally friendly', it is also a good practice to have anyway, for thriftiness in these financial hard times, and to be a blessing to others.
God is good all the time!

4 Nov. 2010

From The Book...

it says...
13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
(Philippians 4:13, New King James Version)
it doesn't say...
I have to do everything...
We are to be wise...

This passage to follow is from The Word For Today
Time Out  Friday, 08 October 2010 00:00
'Cast your burden on the Lord...' Psalm 55:22 NKJV 
A hiker with two heavy holdalls was walking down a road in 35° heat. A truck driver stopped and told him to hop on. Later when the driver looked in his rear-view mirror, the hiker was standing in the truck-bed still holding his bags! We smile, but as Jon Walker points out, many of us 'stand in the truck of faith still carrying our burdens, thinking they're independent of the ride we're taking. We think God can carry us but not our burdens... The Psalmist said, ?Cast your burden on the Lord, and He shall sustain you.? Rest in His power and grace...confident He's looking out for your best interests. Rest requires dependence, and one sign that you're not resting in God...is worry...the need to control... Next time you feel overwhelmed...settle into a chair, ?Be still, and know that [He is] God...? (Psalm 46:10).' In this instance, the command to 'be still' here comes from a Hebrew word which means 'to let go, release, lift up'. You've struggled long enough; give your burden to the Burden Bearer. Set it down! In order to do that you must do two things.
First: practise saying no. If you're constantly available you'll end up stretched so thin you'll be no good to anybody. Jesus didn't try to please everybody. He prayed, got God's agenda and stuck to it. God will give you the grace to do only what He has commanded, not what you think or what others would like. Second, value solitude. Turn off your pager and mobile phone. The sign of a well-ordered mind is the ability to sit quietly in one place and linger in your own company.


3 Nov. 2010

It's a male thang...

Why do dogs have to pee on everything?
As if its not bad enough with one boy dog on the premises, when they have mates over, they have peeing competitions... with a "anything you can do, I can do better!"
That's why outside furniture stays outside!
...and once it's outside
...it stays outside!

proud and grateful mumma...

I've been a bit crook this week.  Got the icky coldy-fluey germs floating around in me.  Have managed not too badly up until today.  I woke up with an awful headache and a case of foggy-ness in the brain, to the point where , as I was driving my lads to school and I clipped a curb, I realised that I shouldnt even be driving.
The boys got to school safely, and I arrived home safely, popped enough pills to make me rattle, downed a cup of coffee and took a long hot shower.
I had to go out this morning, no choice in the matter, I was required to run the music and projector for Mainly Music, as my back up was in Papua New Guinea!
I got there safe and quarantined myself as much as I could, and got through the show, although the song leader had to prompt me with "are you ready Miss Music" a few times to jolt me out of my brain fades.
The pain killers had kicked in, but I was sure my brain matter had all been replaced by snotty mucus!
I ventured down the street, ate a healthy salad sub, bought some boxes of tissues then crawled home again.
I vegged out until school pick up time, and suddenly realised it was baseball for the youngest lads tonight! Argh!
Rob and I chilled in the car while the other two played baseball with a mini soccer ball and no bat or gloves... interesting concept!
I didnt feel good, brainache was definitely returning, and I thought, I need to get home.
I said to the lads that we have to have salad and bits and peices for tea.  They said ok.  I know the kids love 'bits n peices' which means whatever they could find in the fridge and cupboard to put on their plate to eat, it generally ends up being quite healthy.
I decided I needed a good hot soak in the bath, to get rid of some aches.  So I asked the boys if they thought they were grown up enough to sort out their tea without mum tonight.  They said 'Yep'.
I had my big soak, answered a few requests, and wondered how Robbie was going to contend with opening the can of tuna he asked for.  Just as I was getting out of the bath, Rob knocked on the door and said that my tea was ready!  That was unexpected, I just assumed they would sort themselves out and I grab myself something later.
I emerged to find my tea on the coffee table with cutlery and a box of tissues :O)
I picked up my plate and joined the lads at the table, where we shared a tea of lettuce, tiny tomatoes, olives, pickled onions, rice crackers, french onion dip, ham, cheese, tuna and mayo.
I was an interesting assortment, but was enjoyed by all.... especially by one proud and grateful Mumma!
... oh and, yes, Robbie wrestled the can of tuna to the ground and conquered it!
Praise You Lord for My Boys

2 Nov. 2010

Vegetarian Roast for tea...

Today, I am reminded of a good friend that has long since moved away, and though we still get in contact, I do miss her dearly.
I am reminded of her as I cook tonight's tea.  A recipe that she gave me not long after we met, which I have cooked on occasion.
Even the recipe card has "Love, <3 Paula" on it.
Here is the recipe, and I am sure she won't mind me passing it on, as it was passed on to her.

Vegetarian Roast
3/4 Cup Brown Rice
1/2 Cup Brown (or red) Lentils
1 Onion Chopped
3 Cups Water
(+/-) 2tsp Sea Salt
(+/-) 2Tbs Olive Oil

Oil Dish.  Place all in dish and cover.  Roast 175 degs C for 90 mins or Crockpot (use less water) on high for 3 hours.

I always cook it in my Crock Pot, and have often served it with Roast Veggies.  But today I have added a little extra to the dish, hopefully to make it a 'one-pot'.  I have added Garlic (of course!), 1/4 chopped small pumpkin and a stick of celery chopped (with leaves for extra flavour).
I also chucked in at the last minute some corn on the cobs from the freezer.
Im hoping it will turn out well.

Now Im off to ring the gifter of this recipe, my old American-turned-Aussie Friend.


Aim Higher... Update - confessions of a mother Still in training

Im getting there, I've been finally making the effort to sit with my kids at meal times.  Yay, about time, you say.
But yes, meal times are getting better, the news channel can wait, my kids can't.
We're even saying Grace with a bit more heart, and less bickering over holding hands LOL
I've added to that a bit more effort in the cooking, and having the kids more involved in that process.
Cheese and Vegemite Scrolls for lunch Sunday, Tuna Mornay for tea, YMCA for tea last night (YMCA stands for Yesterday's Meal Cooked Again), Homemade Ginger & Spice Cookies for desert with hot chocolate.
now I am faced with what to cook for tea tonight???
I haven't the slightest clue :O(
I'll work on that...
Over the last couple of months, I have been trying to get more active with the lads, hence the craft stuff.  Gardening only lasts for a short while before they lose interest.  Playing ball in the yard with them is definately a challenge :O) . I spent time with Zac yesterday while he was home from school, teaching him about houses and bricks, and helped him make his lego house more "stable".  He had been concerned that his house kept breaking.
I know it is early days, but I have plans... am looking forward to beach outings and explorations. And getting my bike sorted so it's rideable so we can tackle some of the awful hills around here together.
Rob has spurred me on a bit, saying he wants us to do more things like other kids get to do (ouch) and for me to spend less time on the computer (ouch).  Thankyou Lord for his heart!
Well,  I have been convicted, and motivated to do better and aim higher, and although Im crook as at the moment with the icky springtime flu, Im going to keep pushing through.
I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength!
Im in Training, Im a late starter, but Im going to run the race to win!