The Problem with Theology


“…Do not marvel that I said to you, ‘You must be born again.’  The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.”    John 3:7-8


I have a personal connection to Nicodemus and his story as told by John. As a matter of fact over time I have found I have a connection to many of the individuals who live in this great holy story told in Scripture. Do you realize as Believers we are all part of the testimony of grace started at the foundation of the world? Who can comprehend it?

Nicodemus was part of the spiritual elite of his day…


In The Beginning: Journaling through John Chapter 1



Welcome to our first week of Journaling through the Book of John: A Journey for Lent and Beyond ! The purpose of this journey is to linger longer in the presence of the Lord and not create a sprint through the Bible. We don’t want to minimize our relationship with the One who created everything … with a capital E – Everything – to a bullet on our task list, do we? When I look around at the state of the world today, I dare say many people have. I go further and say, I am in danger of doing this daily! When God becomes a bullet on our list of things to do, friend, I fear He has been removed from the place He desires in our hearts and relegated to an unrecognizable blur in our days.


Christmas Inquiry (RJD December 2012)

It was fun (and sometimes painful) looking back through my journals at Christmas past! I loved coming across this entry which was written before my hubby and I became a couple but were BFF’s. I had completely forgotten about this particular Christmas, or at least the details and stuff going on beneath the surface. Isn’t that the great thing about keeping a journal, capture of time that we would otherwise forget or miss altogether?

Well! Here I am! This is Christmas day!
Praise you Father!
Thank you for your Son.
Thank you for your faithfulness.
Thank you for revealing truth and being the source.
 Well I just got done cleaning dishes for Angelo.
We had Christmas Eve here at his apartment. It was anticlimactic.
Lord, you showed me things, as usual.
Too much to get into now but I pray that I have quiet time to write later.
Already I am feeling the pressure of the urgent.
What needs to be done, oh Lord, don’t let me buy into it.
Lord, give me contentment; joy and your peace.
Last night, as I lay on Angelo’s couch,
I realized that again I had been trying to “make” Christmas special and the Holy Spirit
revealed to me, gently, that it is special
I can’t make it that way.
There’s nothing else or no way to make it more special.
It sounds so simple but how quickly I am to try to add to such an awesome mystery.
How quickly I try, once more, to replace what I’ve lost, or worse,
create what only God’s Spirit can create on Earth-family.
I only realized after the fact, I had been doing it again.
It was just amazing.
All the plans don’t matter; nothing really went as planned. 
What was pictured and envisioned for the evening was obscured by reality.
 How quickly I return to idealistic notions.
Then the reality of my life hit me-I stood naked in His sight amidst my own “creation”.
How easily I am deceived.
There it is again…and here it is a new day- will I ever learn to abide?
Will I ever learn to stop trying to make a life for myself and trust
 my Father in Heaven to create, manifest everything He desires in my life?
I know I am complete in Him; will I ever be totally submitted to Him?
I stumble back into my own strength and ideas and understanding until
He chooses to reveal the foolishness and reality of my ways.
Am I nothing more than a puppet?
Yet, I am grateful still knowing that He makes everything beautiful in His time.

It’s Random Journal Day and we are sharing our hearts in whatever way we express them on the pages of our journals! Please join us and share from your own journal for Random Journal Day!
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A Gift For Myself (Unveiling)

If we are ever to enjoy life, now is the time, not tomorrow or next year…
Today should always be our most wonderful day.
~Thomas Dreier

Hi, my friends. I am so excited to share with you this special one of a kind necklace that has been made for me to signify my one year blogging journey. I had to unveil it and share because it is significant to me and I knew you would so appreciate seeing it! 

I am not really a “jewelry” person but I had made up my mind that I would get something special to wear to acknowledge my accomplishment & commitment, just for myself. Nothing extravagant, yet I love so many of the creations I have seen as I have met photographers, painters, and various mixed media artists this year. I knew that one would be able to help me by creating a reflective token with my blog as the inspiration. 

Sure enough, Becky Strahle of Farmgirl Paints has made this beautiful necklace for me.

I sent my specifications, which were pretty sketchy -not literally!.
I trusted her to create something unique
using what she felt reflected the blog when she visited. 
Orange is my fave color and she added the little bead as a special touch.
The white beads remind me of the purity of Christ.

Becky has so many exquisite items, and I am grateful she was so willing, able and up to the task of working with me to design this reasonably priced, beautiful token.

My Birthday is not until next month, but I consider it an early gift to myself. 
From my husband.
Hee, Hee.

Stop by and see this creation as well as her many other wonderful 
offerings at her Etsy Shop!

Perhaps, you might request she create something for 
your next Milestone-Celebration!

The only way to live is to accept each minute as an unrepeatable miracle, 
which is exactly what it is: a miracle and unrepeatable.
~Storm Jameson

While we are living in the present,
 we must celebrate life every day, 
knowing that we are becoming history with every work, 
every action, every deed.
~Mattie Stepanek

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