What The Rose Knows

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One year ago today I wrote about the lesson I learned from the beautiful peach rose at the end of our walkway. Today, the post, which I shared on my blog, showed up in my Facebook feed and I read my own words from exactly one year ago. Ironically, I had just come in from walking the dog, and it is a beautiful Fall day with afternoon chirping crickets…It’s like Deja Vu.

I hope you won’t mind, I edited the post down a bit, but I wanted to share the message, modified and magically new.I pulled from the original what was significant to me today.

If you have written for any length of time at all, you start to see some themes that continuously re-surface. I pray that the essence of the writing speaks to your heart…

I linked the original post at the end of this version if you want to see how and what I extracted.

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Because…Sometimes Rest is the Best Choice

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Because, my eyes can barely stay open, after two and a half hours of sleep in the past three days.

I think I’m hitting the wall, but there’s just one more thing I can squeeze in.

Because 5 minutes of writing seems like a good thing to do, despite my heavy lids.

But, I confess it has been worth it.

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Helping the Good Samaritan in Me (RJD link)

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Well, I apologize for being late to my own gathering but I am ever so grateful for my fellow Journal Keeping pals who make sure to show up and make themselves at home anyway! One of the prompts for this past week on our 21 Days of Journaling in June  journey is titled Lists, Lists, Lists and is a prompt based on the lists we make and use in our lives.

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UnSeizing the Day

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None of us can do one hundred things to the glory of God. Let’s find rest in His will and do a few things well. ~Beth Moore

Standing in the congregation this morning, I sing and the words wrap around my soul, lifting me close to holiness. But, not for one minute do I feel holy. I worship and wonder how I, this one sinner, in a state of continual transformation, can walk right up to His holiness, unashamed. Sainthood is reserved for sinners, who after being cured from their spiritual blindness, continue to see, and seek His vision. He does not hide truth, yet we busy ourselves blind, don’t we?

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