Greater than riches.

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Joy fills my heart this morning in being able to lift a loved one cast down. The power is not me of course, I’m just like an electrician. I know where the power lies and how to connect it through prayer. I’m just a simple gal, in dirty overalls, carrying a tool kit (my Bible). Yet through God’s instruction I can help bring light and warmth to some destitute place, coat emotional wires in a balm of heavenly love so they can connect safely once more, and connect others to the power source (Jesus) so His power can flow in and they too can plug into it for all kinds of needs.
When I pass on there will be very little in the way of material goods to leave behind. Instead my legacy to my children is their childhood “electrical training”, each knowing how to plug into that power and receive miracles in time of need (even the non-believers lol!)

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Stop and look and take it in!

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Autumn is breaking in all its multicoloured splendour. Flaming ivy on the wall, lakeside trees tinted orange and yellow, the mornings a chill fog, evenings needing a comfy blanket to cuddle in. Winter has yet to show its face, no need to turn the heating on quite yet. Thick sweaters grace the cupboard again, ready, but not quite needed yet. Strappy T shirts and shorts, sundresses and sandals are packed away. Summer fades behind us. Like trees dropping leaves we forsake summer dreams. Christmas is glimpsed on the far off horizon; meanwhile we gaze in wonder at the beauty of decay transforming the world in glorious hues.

Whispered prayers.

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As softened cloud transfused with light they breathe upon the air

As soft as mist, transfused with love, the essence of a prayer

As spiraling up in dancing steps the words from lips bring forth

The melody they hold within to sing for all it’s worth

They enter in another world these wispy words so fraught

With earnestness and purpose and from the heart brought forth.

 

So let them rise upon the air with fragrant scented awe

And enter in, as mist the air, and turn to God once more.

Transfused, and rendered, bringing life, transformed to hope from pain

They shall return upon the wind and come to you again.

Catch the wind.

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I’ve learnt so much about life while sailing. Like life there is always a “prevailing wind” or “current”. You can’t change that, but if it happens to be contrary to where you want to go, you can still use it by tacking (taking a zig zag course to your objective). You can “lose the sails” (reducing the pull of the wind) and continue to hold the tiller the way you want to go, (which generally works) but sometimes you just have to “go with it”. You seemingly give in to the wind and circle round coming back at it with that extra bit of speed to help make the turn. You have to learn to use it, not let it use you. Steadfastly maintain your direction but be prepared to give in and go full circle if needed. Just be determined to get there no matter how long it takes, how many zigs and how many zags.

Use it but don’t let it overwhelm you or push you where you don’t want to go, or get you stuck in the reeds. If you wave wildly a “power boat” will usually eventually come along and pull you out (an awesome fellow human or God himself) but better not to go there if you can avoid it – it may take a while!

Embrace the wind, enjoy the ride, feel exhilarated, be prepared to adapt to it, but keep your true course with determination. Happy life sailing!