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Scattered Brains of Uncertainty

Dealing with the public most of my life has been well, bewildering. Honestly I don’t know how people get through a moment with their skeptical attitudes, suspicious uncertainties and scattered brains.

Growing up in a family business you could see them coming. As you run for the back door to escape their wrath, long winded conversations or their boring, ordinary lives they wish to telecast you ask if it is worth it to have them as customers.

Lately in my own Property Management business, I have run into some very ( let’s say to be nice) rigid and demanding, laborious and problematic, unyielding and burdensome people. Was that nice enough?

I could add irritating, stiff, and forget a picnic with them. Now I understand I am not perfect (my family has no problem reminding me of my faults) but at least I am trying!

At least I have ushered in my own diagnosis of mental lapses, waning memory and off the wall emotions. So what is their excuse?

My bubbling personality somehow misses the boat with some people. They are either set on being lifelessly formidable or one card short of a deck.

After an encounter with such menacing buffaloes use to be I would ask myself,
“what did I do wrong?” “Was it me?” “Was it something I said?”

Age gives you wisdom and for some added security with whom you are especially if you know Jesus. I finally learned for those who can’t find a parking space in an empty parking lot, somewhere a village is missing its idiot.

I try to be nice. I bend over backwards to accommodate others. I invite them into my home. I share. I try to give the benefit of the doubt. I understand their outlandish needs and do my best to solve them. AND WHAT DO I GET!

I get a proverbial punch in the mouth or an attack of hostility that links me to their depraved, tormented existence. To their advantage God and my husband have held me back from my violent intentions.

My aspirations to show them Christ appeared at the forefront of our meetings. My trusting heart has been to communicate where I stand which is at the feet of Jesus.

My faith position opened the door of exploitation. Their sly entrapment crept through the words not spoken and gestures of deceit as if I was moronically naïve.

My soul grieved over their spiteful undermining and needful attempt to prove the validity of their lost case.

Proving me wrong, or proving they were absolutely correct became an overriding destination in their soiled minds.

Little did they know my attachment and relationship with the “great vindicator.”

Little did they know he has taught me to sit back and wait for his army.

Little did they know their quest to throw me an injured curve would boomerang.

Little do they know I forgive them for they know not what they do.

Luke 23: 34





Kreativ Blogger Award

Kreativ Blogger award…

Posted on March 30, 2012 by


A heartfelt, humble thanks to http://longingsend.com for presenting me with a Kreativ Blogger award. LongingsEnd is an inspiration blog that has touched my heart. The blog is representative of love for God through words and photos. The evidence of the close relationship to God shows on each post. You will be blessed to read it and connect with them.

And the “rules” are:

  • Thank the blogger who gave you the award and provide a link to their site.
  • List 7 things about yourself that your readers might find interesting.
  • Nominate 7 other bloggers, provide their links, and let them know.

Seven things about me you probably don’t know:

  1. I do not like shellfish of any kind.
  2. Finally being able to stay at home instead of working outside of the home is one of my greatest joys.
  3. My favorite season is summer.
  4. I am allergic to bees.
  5. Yogurt and bananas are 2 of my favorite foods.
  6. I am a Christian first but my Presbyterian heritage has been traced back to the 1700’s.
  7. For 17 years I lived within a few miles of Dr. Billy Graham.  I am still a member of the church his family attends. I was privileged to hear Dr. Graham preach once in our little chapel in Montreat, NC before he became physically unable. I heard Franklin Graham preach twice and actually sat on the same pew as Ruth Graham twice.

Does Jesus have a Facebook Page nominates the following seven sites for the Kreativ Blogger award.  Please take a moment and check out their interesting and inspiring words and visuals…





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Congrats to all of you!


Monotonous Ramblings of Repetitive Requests

This morning God and I had a long conversation.

My trail of long winded questions, pleas for the unsaved and requests for healings, my constant chattering all of a sudden stopped.

“God, where are you?” “God, why haven’t you said anything?”

In a rare moment of silence came the words, “How could I speak, you are doing all the talking.”

Most days are not spent ranting and raving bending his ear with repeated lists of the same petitions, but for some reason I needed to vent. The burdens of many had developed into an emergency meeting of answers.

As I suppressed my soul I could hear God laughing as he spoke,

“Did you think I didn’t hear you the first time you asked all these questions?” don’t you know I have all this written down already?” do you think I don’t know how to use a laptop?”


Sinking in humility I sensed him wrapping me in my swivel chair with joy.

He wasn’t angry that I had inconsiderately forgotten he is a little busy these days.

He wasn’t upset that he needed to save children, find water for those without not to mention the significant task of salvaging America.

My underestimation of his memory didn’t sway him.

The monotonous ramblings of months of pleas did not rattle him.

He calmly lent his ear as I ranted on about my heart’s desire for the lost, sick and suffering.

He gently extended grace to me once again in the form of a Savior who enjoyed communion with one of his children even if it centered on a bunch of repetitive requests.

His humor about the whole conversation was a profound confirmation of his presence.

He wasn’t interested in my questions; he already knew them. He was happy I was seeking him. He rejoiced in my crusade to find him. He allowed me to unleash myself simply to be with me. He didn’t care the words I spoke or the tangent I may have wandered off on. He unconditionally accepted me no matter how I arrived.

The futility of my ceaseless inquiries had come to rest on the assurance of his faithfulness.

The faithfulness gave us a few moments of laughing together at the silliness of my approach.

Proverbs 17:22 A cheerful heart is good medicine,  but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

Sounds like to me God wants us to laugh. I’m with him.   I don’t want your old dried up bones any more than he does.





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Sugar Coated Fences

Great-tailed Grackle (Quiscalus mexicanus) per...

Great-tailed Grackle (Quiscalus mexicanus) perching on white fence in South America. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Fences are built for a reason. Fences block your view of the neighbor’s fights. Keep out intruders who want to swim in your backyard pool. Keep the dog safe from neighboring cats.

Fences are meant to keep something in or out. There is no middle ground with a fence. Anyone who can’t see the reason for a fence is either ignoring its purpose or has no respect for the fence builder.

Why do we think we can live on the fence of Jesus? Duh, we can’t. Sorry. It doesn’t work like that. You are either with Jesus or you’re not.

Truth is many Christians have decided to form their own opinions of the interpretation of the Bible. There is only one interpretation and that is God’s. Non-Christians make up their own rules or no rules at all to announce they have no accountability. Excuses. Excuses. Are there any exceptions to God’s rules? Are excuses Bible based?

Did you inspire the writings of the Bible? No. Were you around for God to ask your opinion of what he wanted to hand down to generations of lost souls? No. Do you really believe you can twist the word of God to fit into your little world of desires? No.

Americans need to get off the fence. Jesus may have forgiven the woman who was caught in adultery, but he didn’t let her off the hook. What did he say? “Woman go and sin no more.” John 11:11.

Jesus didn’t let his disciples go undisciplined. Remember when he spoke to them, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” (Matthew 8:26). Only after His rebuke did He calm the wind and waves.

If you don’t want to hear Jesus’ words of no fencing, then don’t read Matthew 23. If you have any questions or doubts about what God wants from us, the 7 woes in this chapter will answer it for you. Woe to you Pharisees or what was it he called them? Snakes and vipers? Who Jesus? Did Jesus use those words?

Fences are not meant to crawl over or dig under. Dogs dig. Intruders climb.

We can’t make up our own rules along the way. But we do and we are. Then we wonder why our lives are falling apart at both ends.

Let’s imagine for a moment Jesus riding the fence for us.

That would mean he would heal us of only part of our ills?

Only forgive certain sins and certain people?

Or grant mercy to the chosen few?

What about Jesus only providing half of what we need?

Sorry, but I don’t like those percentages. I don’t want to be one of the chosen few. Ummmm….that sounds like…….

So, let me get this straight. If we think we can give God parts of our lives, but we expect him to give us everything……I am not a mathematician but I can add and subtract some of the time and this is not adding up. I also have a calculator.

Talk about chaos.

If God gave us a guidebook do you think he meant for all of us to abide by the rules? Or just a FEW CHOSEN ONES?

If we are all making up our own rules along the pedestrian highway of our pathetic lives, who is in charge? That’s scary.

Moses didn’t write the Ten Commandments for decoration. What part of “you can do this” or “you can’t do that” didn’t you get? Rocket Science just went out the window.

The fairness and justice lies with Jesus. No excuses. No make up my own rules. No riding the fence because it feels good. And no you can’t do it because everyone else is.

Unless you want to follow them into the fire.





Beach photo by John Randolph Harrison


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Swivel Chair Theology

This morning, after my exciting trip to Wal-Mart, I drove out of the parking lot to get to the main road. In front of me was a Jeep with a bumper sticker that read:


A B-2 Spirit soars after a refueling mission o...

A B-2 Spirit soars after a refueling mission over the Pacific Ocean on Tuesday, May 30, 2006. The B-2, from the 509th Bomb Wing at Whiteman Air Force Base, Mo., is part of a continuous bomber presence in the Asia-Pacific region. (U.S. Air Force photo/Staff Sgt. Bennie J. Davis III) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Bumper Sticker wisdom meets the road. Does this only apply to the military?

Living in a military “based” city you are hard pressed to speak a negative or doubtful comment about the military without being hung out to dry. You’re better off keeping your mouth shut if you don’t agree we need them or that wars have to be fought.

As I pondered the practicality of these words, the question arose in my intellect (lol) how often we would stand behind the teachings of Jesus in support of him or crawl away hoping a stray arrow would miss us. You know the kind who slivers away hoping no one would notice.

The boldness I speak now about Jesus is of no consequence to me anymore. Use to be I was hesitant, not because I didn’t want to, but because I didn’t know how.

The difference? Knowledge. The more I learn the bolder I become. More time I spend with God, the louder I get. Studying his word gives me an edge I have not had otherwise.

The edge gives me discernment and perception or an awareness of all that is around me from a Godly standpoint. Proficiency can be measured but the doctrine of Jesus lends your ear to the insight of God.

This is not something I planned; it comes with the territory. It just fits. Unaware of the intensity of his teachings, the authenticity of his presence manifests as you immerse yourself in the pages of his written word.

All the classroom education in the world could not have taught me what I have learned sitting in a swivel chair studying and praying over God’s word. It is supernatural. It is a pursuit of wisdom and understanding in the purest form.

We pursue whatever or whoever can solve our problems. Today’s world is a mess and I can’t think of a better problem solver than Jesus.

I stand behind him. Where are you standing?




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Photo of Formosa Azalea by John Randolph Harrison



Treading Water

Lately I have noticed a change in myself. For those who don’t believe God can change you, think again.

The last few years I really discovered faith or how little I had. It had been sitting on a shelf in a box I finally opened. Covered in dust, it was time to explore the true meaning of faith. Wiping the dust off, my eyes were opened to how faithful God is and unfaithful we are.

Faith grows when you center God around your life. Faith grows when you place God first. All of a sudden you see God is bigger than all your problems when before you couldn’t find him. Faith seeps deep in your heart and soul and becomes a part of you.

Seeking God for a certain answered prayer may not show up as soon as you would like. The process produces faith incrementally but assuredly. You may feel like a turtle slowly crossing the road, but the slower pace may save the turtle’s life. Don’t knock slow beginnings.

Faith seems to be more tangible as if I can touch it. The reality of faith plugged in has altered my thinking.  I want faith to be alive and yet settle within me to the point I live it naturally.

Blogging and reading so many faith filled words from other Christian bloggers has aided in this upgrade in my spiritual cultivation. Maybe writing faith filled words filters my system shaking the doubt away. And I avoided blogging.

God kept nudging me to blog with that annoying little nudge you recognize as his.

I hate to be the one to say “I told you so” but God can certainly say that to me now.

He knew I would run into others in cyber space that would write their hearts desire for him as I have.

He knew I would make friends around the world I may never physically meet, but have a spiritual connection that overrides the physical.

God wants me to be a simple servant’s voice for him to share his gospel across the 4 corners of the earth using this technological miracle known as a laptop.

God knew best. God knew my faith would explode if I followed my heart’s intentions because the Holy Spirit lives inside of my heart.

Explaining the progression lately has to be God. The guarantee of his faithfulness has birthed a yearning for his presence to a new level. Just when you feel you have stepped up closer to his throne, another step appears. His hand reaches for mine to guide me toward the next move. As I slide my hand into his, strength extends his power for me to believe trusting him is all I need.

For those of you who do not understand faith as I did, allow God to show you how it works. I may have a long way to go, but I left in one more area of my journey of getting to know God.

One more note: the risk of jumping off the faith cliff may produce awesome results; however God doesn’t necessarily expect us all to be great swimmers to start with.

Treading water gives you time to think the process through. Either way, God is walking on the water to catch you when you feel yourself sinking. Matthew 14:22-33.




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Are you Entitled?

Do you know anyone in the “Entitlement Club?”

You know the club that gives you permission to think you are entitled to whatever?

Well, I blame Adam. He started it when Eve showed up. Prior to Eve, not sure what Adam did about throwing his leaves and sandals around. As soon as she arrived on the scene Adam got sloppy. He must have missed God’s memo that said, “Eve was not put on this earth to pick up his dirty socks, underwear and clothes.” Oh, he was naked.

Anyway after Adam sinned he started wearing something. Somehow he got the idea Eve could follow him around and unclutter his clutter for him. So not only do I blame Adam for sinning, I blame him for passing down to generations of men this unruly, debasing folly we women endure on a daily basis.

I can say this coming from a family of many men who attached themselves to Adam’s handed down traits of mindless games of so-called submission.

This choice to degrade us with their dirty pocket knives left in their pants, muddied hunting boots and caps full of jungle debris is just that, a choice. A trail of other items such as pens, watches, rings and wallets often get close to being washed as they hide in their pockets. Oh yeah; we women are supposed to empty their pockets too before they get washed……

By now I am sure some of you men who read this are going, “ummmmmduh…..” don’t act like you don’t know what I am talking about! This is universal!

So now I have made my point, why do we think we deserve anything? Why do men feel we women are their “clutter picker uppers?” Why does the person who can work but won’t because they want the person who does work to give them freebies?

This should strike a chord with many in this nation who are living off of those who tirelessly work for a living. My husband may clutter the house, but he does work very hard.

What is worse is so many honestly believe they deserve to do nothing and get everything! Well, someone has to pay for your bling.

The people who physically can’t work are a different breed. As Christians we are supposed to help those who are really in need.  I am talking to those who can work but won’t.

What is the quote?”Don’t do anything you can get someone else to do for you?”

Proverbs 12: 11 “Whoever works his land will have plenty of bread, but he who follows worthless pursuits lacks sense.”

2 Thessalonians 3:10 “For even when we were with you, we would give you this command: If anyone is not willing to work, let him not eat.”

Sounds to me if you don’t work you don’t eat. So why is our nation bent on giving our hard-earned money to the sluggard? OH! That’s right! Those people deserve it!

Sorry. But you don’t. I stand behind you in the grocery store line as the cashier rings up your WIC items and you pay for food with food stamps. As you walk out the door your iphone rings. Then you crawl into your very large new SUV which is parked beside my little, paid off 2005 PT Cruiser that I bought pre-owned.

I did not make that story up.  It happened a few weeks ago. Sadly, I witness accounts of this nature regularly.

What happened to the integrity of meaningful work for the sense of self-worth? When did we define ourselves as ones who are entitled to live off of others for the sake of laziness?

The truth is no one deserves anything good. We only have what we have and are what we are because of the blood of Jesus Christ. We did nothing. He did it all.

We all fall short of the glory of God. No one gets a free ride. No one is entitled.

Jesus sacrificed more than anyone of us can ever grasp. He gave his life for us even though we didn’t deserve it.

God’s grace in giving us Jesus is pure love and that my friends paid for your bling.





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