My Friends

When I don't sit down and write a blog for awhile, I start to miss it. I call it "Dear Friends," but I think it's become my friend. I don't really know when someone reads it unless they comment, but I've read a report and seen a map that lets me know its been read as far north as Alaska. I wonder if someone sat at a computer on a bitterly, cold winter night and warmed up a bit by one of my writings. Hmmm... I like that thought.

Sometimes, I just sit and write, while other times I ponder a  thought for days before it spills onto the computer. I'm sure that's evident to the reader, but maybe not. I don't hear much from readers. That's fine with me. I just feel compelled to put out "lovely thoughts," as Mama would say. Every thought has energy and power. I understand that better now than I ever have before in my life. That's why Jesus said if you think something, you've done it already. He understood thoughts. It's funny that we can say we believe in the power of prayer but not be vigilant with our thoughts. Another Hmmm... I'll be right back. I have to put a load of wash in the dryer. I'm back.

This week at the shop was so packed full of coincidence and thoughts manifesting into actions that I can't  help but reflect on the mystery of it. This morning, our customer, Craig, came into the shop with his Harley to get a tire. He jokingly said, "I've come to get my Gold Wing tire." We kid him because he has lots of lights on his bike like many Gold Wings do. The Dunlop I ordered was not the right size, something I rarely do, but I saved the day because I had a tire of greater value for the same price I could offer Craig sitting on my tire rack. It was the OEM front tire for a Gold Wing.

That was just one of many stories I could share from this week. Some fun stories and others, not so much, but all of them remind me to pick and choose the thoughts I wish to dwell on, wisely.

But Jesus, perceiving their thoughts, said, "Why do you think evil in your hearts?" Matthew 9: 4
Hmmm...

Peace. Love, Linda

The Glory of the Lord

When I look at the sky’s beauty, I sometimes imagine the melodic voices of my high school chorus, traveling through years of winters singing, "And the glory of the Lord."  What comes next? "Shall be revealed." 

Seven-fold Amen.

Peace. Love, Linda 

Confidence

Isn't he handsome? Or is he a she? Such style and grace on the runway, such confidence in the stride. The long graceful neck is carried with dignity. I like that in a bird! Have a great week! Stride with pride.
(the good kind...)
Peace and smiles. Love, Linda

The Cluster

The cluster stood as silhouettes against a setting sun. They were watching a small group of manatees lolling in the water, captured voluntarily by a sandbar. The manatees had no fear of the cluster. They appeared to enjoy their company shown by an occasional fin lift, a flap or a roll. They stayed secure even as the cluster grew; I liked to believe it was by choice.

I stood on the outskirts of the cluster with my camera in hand trying to snap photos of a setting sun on Gulf waters, trite, but oh so beautiful. I watched the sea creatures, once believed to be mermaids, and I wondered how any one ever made that mistake. They appeared friendly, one of the reasons I love the Gulf of Mexico, it's most often, friendly. It shares its treasures more generously, and more of the tame make themselves evident on the gulf than on the Atlantic side of the state. I breathed the salt air and dug my toes into the sand. The magnetic pull of the tide drew more silhouettes into the cluster. 

 

A peaceful end to the day. Only God could make a cluster so beautiful.

Peace. Love, Linda