What’s On Your Work-desk Wednesday #161

In case you thought that I am not messy, I want you to know the truth. 
I was so overwhelmed with the kindness shown through visits and comments 
when I joined in with WOYWW for the first time two weeks ago;
 I felt I needed to share my messy desk as I prepare to vacation in Maine, 
and squeeze in some creativity before I go. 
I have a number of projects I am “working on”,
which means, sitting in the To Do pile waiting for some attention. 
One is my Psalm 119 Calendar Revamp. 
I did a page in that today and it felt nice to take a creative break from 
the “other” to do list of my life.
I was hoping to make a collage cover for my journal, 
but that will have to wait, since tonight there were Fireworks 
and festivities to attend with friends celebrating Independence Day.

I posted the other pages I did earlier this year (before I got sidetracked):
Thank you Julia for Hosting! 
Thank you everyone for allowing me to see your inspiration places! 


Repent, then, and turn to God
so that your sins may be wiped out, 
that times of refreshing 
may come from the Lord,  
and that he may send the Christ, 
who has been appointed for you—
even Jesus.


On my way out to fill the bird feeder early this morning, 
I found myself captivated by the droplets of rain on this 
leaf which  just happened to be in my path.
It reminded me of my very real need for 
His new mercies in the morning,
and my longing for refreshment from the Lord.

This is my version of Wordless Wednesday…um, it has words.
 Obviously. But just a few.
Pretty good for me, actually.

Linking up with Ramona:

The Naked Parent

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 The Lord God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them.
Genesis 3:21

The conversation goes something like this: “Mom, I have three new followers on Instagram”. 

I, in my best excited but decidedly wise voice respond, 
“That’s great honey, but is it that important for you to have a lot of followers?”. 

Suddenly, I am standing in the garden. 

What was that I just said? 

I feel the hand of God, gentle on my shoulder.

 I am reminded of this conversation as I have just “not noticed” 
that I have lost one follower on my Facebook page and gained one on GFC. 
The voice in my head saying, “I will not look at these numbers, 
I will not look at these numbers”. 
Seriously, I am doing better with the whole topic 
I know the One whose approval matters.

Today I was just pondering how parenting is such a learning journey and faith stretcher.

I am amazed how God uses each of our roles in life to mold,
 conform and transform us into His likeness.
I am challenged daily to consider my words, as children take everything at face value.
Sometimes my daughter will mention something I said when she was a toddler and we will laugh at the difference of what she thought I meant and the reality of what was said. 
Sometimes in these Tween years my words hurt, 
are misunderstood or outright ignored.
I am far from a perfect Christian parent.
I am learning as I go.
Sometimes it feels like a lonely pilgrimage.
Other times I am grateful for those who share an 
encouraging word along the journey.
Or prayers.
It makes it easier to let the ungracious, presumptuous “advice” 
and comments of well meaning but insensitive others roll down the back, 
instead of sinking into the heart and bones.
Parenting is not easy. 
But, God himself stands by His own children.
He encourages and instructs. Lovingly and gently.
He gives grace.
Let’s do likewise with our fellow sojourners.
I am thankful that when I am found naked, 
He himself clothes me.
Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, 
clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.
Colossians 3:12

I delight greatly in the Lord;
    my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation
    and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness, 
as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest,
    and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.
Isaiah 61:10

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