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In my internet browsing recently I have been drawn to several blogs about families’ adventures in homesteading.  I just love the way they are returning to the land and learning about organic gardening, animal husbandry, and traditional foods.  One of my favorites is Katie Riddle’s blog, Riddlelove.  I am living vicariously through them all for sure.  Every time I read one, my heart aches to have my very own piece of land where anything is possible and everything is allowed.

As I was reading the other day, a very disturbing thing happened.  From the deep, dark, recesses of my mind came this ugly, mean, nasty voice.  It said things like, “Don’t you think you’re a little too old for that kind of thing?”.  And, “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks, ya know”.  After listening to that voice for a few minutes I got really sad.  Maybe that voice was right, maybe I was too old.  Maybe a single woman doesn’t have any business living out in the country.  Blah blah blah blah blah.  I almost started crying over all the reasons this deep, heart-felt desire of mine was a bad idea.

Then I started getting mad.  How dare that ugly voice try to steal my dream!  Just who did that voice belong to anyway?  I don’t believe I’m too old!  I’m not even 50 yet!  And this old mature dog can learn just as many new tricks as she wants to, thank you very much.

Here’s what I learned through this:

1.  The Bible warns us that the devil is here to steal, kill, and destroy.  That includes our dreams and passions,

2.  It’s important that you feed your dream and keep it in front of you, and

3.  It’s really important that you guard your dream and don’t let anyone talk you out of it.

So, next time you begin to hear that nasty voice trying to talk you out of your dream go get your pointy toed shoes on and kick some devil hinny!  And dream on, Baby, dream on!

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Today I am thankful for drains that actually, well, drain.  That’s not something I think about much really.  I just run water down the drain and assume it’s going to go where it’s supposed to.   Over the weekend we had a cold snap with a few inches of snow and everything.  So much for it being mild the rest of the winter.  🙂  Anyway, whether it was frozen or just blocked I don’t know, but last Friday night the large drain out to the sewer stopped draining.  Water backed up into the bathtub, flooded the garage, the whole thing.  Not a lot of fun.  Which left us with 3 stinky people, lots of dirty dishes, and no clean laundry.  And the potty situation was just, well, eeewwwww!

Monday evening the Roto Rooter guys were finally able to get to my house.  Bless them, they apparently had a very busy weekend.  And in a matter of 20 minutes from the time they got there to the time they left, they had cleaned out the pipe so everything could flow smoothly the way it was designed.  A. Maz. Ing.  The thing that was causing such a huge mess in my life was taken care of just like that *Insert finger snap here* by someone who knew what they were doing.  Pretty sure there’s a spiritual application somewhere in this little adventure of mine.  🙂

So what are you thankful for today?  If you have a blog link up your post below.  If not, share with us in the comments.

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Inspiration


Ok, I realize that today is Monday and not Thursday.  Just consider this a “Special Addition” Thankful Thursday. 

Today, I am thankful for people who inspire me.  We all need people in our lives that cheer us on and celebrate our victories with us.  I am blessed to have those people on my life.  We also need to have those people in our lives that let go, jump in, and follow their dreams.  I also am blessed that I have those people in my life.  Today, I would like to tell you a little bit about two of them.

My little sister, Debbie, has a very strong sense of who she is and just as important, who she is not.  She lives in a small town in Texas close to Dallas.  She raises chickens, repairs antique quilts, restores antique sewing machines, gardens organically, has a grey water system to water her garden, and uses a solar oven to cook in during the summer.  She absolutely refuses to be put into any kind of box, and if you ask her about herself, she’ll tell you she’s “living hippie proud”.

 In my former life, when I was a staunch adherent of rigid box living, I never really understood her much.  How could anyone possibly be happy without a box to live in?  She confused me.  She sometimes embarrassed me.  And she provoked me to jealousy.  I didn’t understand how, but I knew she was way happier than I was.

 As I began to emerge from my box (or at least poke my head out the top), she began to inspire me.  To try things like making homemade soap, which was kind of fun, and homemade cheese, which was so awesome that I have a friend making me a cheese press so I can start making cheddar cheese which is my all time favorite.  She helped to jumpstart my journey to a simpler lifestyle, and introduced me to the road less traveled.

 Several years ago, she quit her “real job” to stay home and raise her kids.  She home schooled and made quilts and took on sewing projects to make some extra money.  She and her husband Chris taught the kids to live outside the box and follow their hearts.  Their son is now working his dream job at a gaming company inSeattleand his wife just finished culinary school.  Their daughter is studying marine biology at A&M Galveston and loving life.

Now with the kids well on their way, Chris has decided it’s time to follow his dream.  He has always loved skateboarding.  Probably since before it was cool.  Any spare time he has, he’s at the skate park.  So he and Debbie have decided to open their own skate board shop.  Flatspot Boardshop, 8901 Virginia Pkwy, Suite 500, McKinney, Texas.  Their Grand Opening is today.  There will be give-aways, awesome deals, and a fun time will be had by all.  So, to Deb and Chris:  You are both an inspiration to me, and I am proud to call you family!

So, if any of you happen to be in the Dallas area today, even if it’s out of your way, why not swing by and support the dream and the dreamers.  You’ll be happy you did.  And tell them Cery sent you.

Peace out.

 

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It is good to be a child of the Most High God!  My heart was glad within me when He said, “Come, sit with Me a while and share My thoughts”.  My delight is in the Lord and the Light of His countenance!  Come and sup with me, My Lord, and tell me of the mysteries of Your Love.  Show me the secrets of Your High Place that I might know Your heart.  Let me soar with You across the endless skies and delight with You in the deepest oceans.  For Your love is vast beyond imagining, and Your thoughts towards me out number all the starry host of the night skies.  Speak with me in the secret places of my heart and guide my steps with Your wisdom.  Flow through me all the days of my life that I would bring blessing and honor to Your Name.  Oh yes, my soul, it is good to be a child of the Most High!

 Selah

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I am sitting out on my front porch having lunch today and thankfulness has welled up inside me.  I am so thankful for my wonderful porch furniture.  It has been such a joy to sit out here with my tea and my Bible in the mornings and just spend time with Papa.  I am also thankful for a porch to put it on!  I am also incredibly thankful that it is11:45 am and I am outside and I am NOT SWEATING!  For those of you not living inOklahoma, this is a glorious thing.  We broke the long-standing record of days over 100 degrees this summer.  (There were over 50-after that I stopped counting)  I have to confess that I was not rooting for that particular accomplishment, but we made it even without my support. 🙂

Seriously, though, I am thankful for many things today, but I am most thankful for the stretching that I have gone through in the past few months.  This stretching has been and is and will be sometimes hard, sometimes painful, and always outside my comfort zone.  Papa is so faithful to give us what we ask of Him. I asked Him to remove everything in me that would hinder me from knowing Him and walking with Him like Jesus did.  And through it all I have been surrounded by grace.  Grace for the learning and grace for the teaching.  Grace for the victory and grace for the failure.  Grace for the moment and grace for the season.  The Bible tells us that His mercies are new every morning.  What grace!  What love!  And if that grace was the only thing I had, it would be abundantly more than enough with fill my soul with thanksgiving!

What are you thankful for today?  I would love to hear about the blessings in your life!

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Who do you see when you look in the mirror?  That sounds like an odd question, doesn’t it?  At least that is what I thought when Father asked me that.  I’ve come to learn that when Father asks a question He’s not just making conversation.  So I said, “I don’t know, Father.  Who do I see when I look in the mirror?”  His answer surprised me.  He said, “You see the world’s version of who I created you to be.”

“But Father,” I said, “I thought I was beginning to look more like Jesus!”

“You are,” He replied.  “But you still see yourself through the world’s eyes.”

 Wow.  That sounded really big.  So I asked Father to teach me what that meant.  To begin, He had me write a list of all the labels I had agreed with about myself that came from the world.  Anything and everything.  Every category I had ever been put into.  “Overweight” was one of the biggies, and “single parent”, and “low income”.

 Then Father had me expand the list by writing down all the limitations and lies that were attached to each and every one of those labels.  I have to say that it was almost frightening to see how they were so interconnected and woven together.  Using just the previous three examples, the lies would say that because I am a single parent I will also be low income.  And low income people are often lazy and undisciplined, so of course I am overweight.  And because I am low income and overweight, I will continue to be a single parent.  Lies all of them!  But, oh my!  Round and round and round she goes, where she stops nobody knows!  That was just three examples, and believe me there were a lot more than three things on that list.

 I found that there were several recurring themes amongst the many different labels.  Those were the things I believed most deeply about who I was because they came from so many different sources.  It was important for me to see that tangled web of lies and limitations.  It helped me to unearth some beliefs that I didn’t even know I held.

 But Father is so gracious that He didn’t just leave me there.  He has begun slowly taking me through that list and shining the light of His Truth on every single one of those labels.  Slowly, because it is taking me some time to come out of agreement with some of the lies.  I’m discovering that lies come with lots of barbed strings and they attach themselves in the most unlikely places.  And as we go, He is replacing those labels from the world with Truth about who I am from His Word.

 I asked Father this morning why there were so many things on that list.  He said, “The enemy of your soul has come to kill, to steal, and to destroy.  What better way to destroy you than to steal your birthright and inheritance?  And what better way to steal a birthright and inheritance than to convince the heir that they are someone else?”  Wow.  That kind of puts things in perspective, doesn’t it?

 By going through this often emotional, sometimes painful process with Father, I am beginning to see the me that He created.  The me that is Beloved of God.  The me without limitations.  I’m finding that when I am rid of the world’s limitations it’s much easier to catch a vision of my destiny and purpose.  Where there is Truth, there is freedom!

 So, Beloved, my question for you today is this:  Who do you see when you look in the mirror?

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Transitions


            My baby girl started working full-time last week.  Or nearly full-time – 35 hours.  At the age of 16 she has finished high school and is seeking direction for her life. She knows what she wants to do, just not exactly how and when.  So in the meantime she is kind of in limbo.  It is unfortunate that our society has no rite of passage for our young people.  At 16 she is a very mature young lady, but because of her age is unable to pursue several options that are available to 18-year olds.  This has caused much frustration and has contributed to the limbo state.

            I also have been seeking direction and wisdom for this time.  This is almost as difficult for me as it is for her.  As a mom, how do I transition from having a highschooler to having a graduated, full-time working, young woman in my household?  I told her the other day that this is a process that we are going through together.  And because it’s new territory for both of us, we need to work through it together.

            How much freedom is appropriate for a 16-year old high school graduate?  How much is too much?  Too little?  Where do I let go?  Where do I hold on?  Do I allow her to make her own decisions about everything, or do I still retain veto power in some areas?  What about household chores?  What about curfews?  The questions are endless.  I guess I missed that class in Mommy School.

            Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t trust her or her judgment.  As I said before she’s very mature.  She’s hard-working, extremely capable, and smart.  She has a strong foundation of right and wrong and doesn’t follow the crowd.  So what is it then?  Why is this so hard?  I think it’s this:  I’m afraid I haven’t prepared her for something the world may throw at her, and I won’t be there to protect her.  As a single mom for most of my children’s lives, I have assumed the responsibility of protector for them.  That is an area that Father has been teaching me in recently.  It is actually not my responsibility to “protect” them from the world at this age.  It is my responsibility to point them to Father as protector.

            My daughter is not ignorant of the world.  She has a strong sense of who she is.  She has a vision for her life that burns fiercely.  And she has a relationship with Father that is growing as she learns to listen for His voice.  So, as I daily, sometimes hourly, give this care into Father’s very capable hands, He is gently helping us make this transition.  And as we move from mother and daughter toward two women following after God living in the same house, I am confident that special joys await us along this road.

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