a thousand blue fish

Everyone knows Jeremiah 29:11" For I know the plans I have for you, " declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."(NIV)  Like everyone else who has read that verse you hold onto it, pray it over yourself and give it to the people you know who are in a tough place.  That's what I did.  And then a couple of weeks ago I decided to read it in the Message and whoa, something changed, something came to life.  The Message (Remix version) has verses but they are grouped together.  For example when you look for verse 11, you'll find 10-11.  Here goes: 10-11 This is  God 's Word on the subject: "As soon as Babylon's seventy years are up and not a day before, I'll show up and take care of you as I promised and bring you back home. I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.   Did you see that? It is ...

I read some blogs that are just so beautiful.  They are laid out in ways that immediately draw your eye and colour your day.  Their authors (I think of blog in terms of words) or creators (each post is like a work of art), are people that write stuff that captivates and motivates.  I want to be able to do that.  No, more honestly would be to say I want to be able to write posts that don't need pictures for people to read them.   I have just read an amazing post about a man being freed from prison and the bloggers response to him.  She understands that loving this man, most others would ignore, will be the thing that changes him.   She gets that loving him tells him about Jesus.  Then I read all the comments and everyone is telling her how nice she is.  I want to comment and say she's not doing it to be nice, she's doing it because that's what people who say they love Jesus are supposed to do.  I was...

I recently made an observation (by way of a comment from my mom) of my life.  I have changed.  I have grown.  I have blossomed.  And it would not have happened if life had not been so grossly uncomfortable for the last bunch of years. Hindsight really is a gift.  I was able to look back, ok maybe for the first time in many months, and see the thread weaving through.  I can see why one door closed and how another opened and how, while one path crumbled (think Indiana Jones type path crumbling), a new one appeared.  (So wierd, but my brain is seeing this in video game format.)   I can see that my heart broken, body rocking crying was not for nothing.  I've started to feel life pumping through my veins.  Please don't get me wrong, and think that I was unhappy being a wife and mother, this is something I was made to be.  But something was missing in me. One of things I have realised is that my ...