Anything is Possible!

With Love, Hope, and Perseverance


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Calling on Angels to Send the Rain West

Ocean Angel retake (2)

 

Why so much rain on the east coast?

Praying it goes where it’s needed most.

Calling on angels to gather our rains

Deliver it westward to quiet the flames.

Push rain clouds to the smoke filled sky.

Hurry please, before others die.

Protect those working to make a stand.

Quench the thirst of parched dry land.

Calling on angels to gather our rains

Deliver it westward to quiet the flames.

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A second response to yesterday’s SOCS prompt: Call

Sometimes I wish I’d written something different for the Stream of Consciousness Saturday post. Here on the Carolina coast, we’ve already met our national rainfall average for the year. We don’t need any more, and I’m hearing thunder again. It just doesn’t make sense. I’m asking God and calling on angels to send just the right amount of rain west to California or anywhere that it’s needed to gently eliminate the fires. My husband who was once a fire fighter tells me a light rain will be best to prevent mudslides since there is little or no vegetation to hold back a lot of rain. A light rain will help those fighting the fires to get their work done more quickly. So let’s pray for steady light rain and safety for all.


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Sunset Skies

I’ll be cutting back on my blogging over the next couple of weeks to give more time to family,  household projects, and writing. But I still plan to drop in for Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Good News Tuesday.

Here are some photos I took this month at the inlet.

Happy Summer!
clouds in pnk over dunes

Yeah, I might have enhanced this color just a little.

dune shadows

I always wanted long legs. Ta da!

Dave and osprey in clouds

I believe that’s an osprey up in the clouds.

bird incoming

A Black Skimmer Coming back to the Sanctuary

pink clouds and line of sea oats

Sea Oats Waving in the Breeze

sea oats on sand dune at dusk

Yes, I really like sea oats.

pink clouds and matching wave lines

I like how the lines in the water and sky compliment each other.

pink dancing tornado cloud

This cloud reminds me of a tornado. But it’s not.

sunset PINK with yellow

I did not enhance these last two.  This is how the sky looked!

sunset scarlet with bird

You never know what God’s going to paint in the sky to say, “I love you.”

 


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Great Spirit

SOC winner 2017

Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is “reservation.” It’s got me in a serious mood for the moment. I’m thinking about American Indians in the US being pushed aside and forced to live on reservations. In my high school English class we had to read, Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee. I’m glad we did because we need to know what happened.   There are a couple of horrible scenes from that book that remain with me these 44 years later. How can it be that long? How can it be that what happened on the Trail of Tears is not talked about much anymore in the news. Yes, it’s history. But that is where my mind is going. It was such an injustice. Poverty and hardship still weigh heavily on the natives of my country. I am sorry.

Reservations can be made for something better. A better world may come if we create it. If we can. And we can, because anything is possible. Sometimes I want to hide and sometimes I want to change the world in small ways, making ripples of hope and kindness. I can get caught up in looking for log cabins in the mountains to reserve for escape. I suppose we need balance – working to make things better and taking care of ourselves – are both necessary.

Singing helps me. Years ago, I learned some Native American chants in a meditation class. I found this one in my beloved Earth Prayers book later. This is how I learned it:

Where we sit is holy

Holy is the ground

Forest, Mountain, River

Listen to the sound.

Great Spirit circle

All around us.

Holy is the ground. Let us reserve and preserve the forest, mountains, and rivers in the way our Creator made them. Creator, Great Spirit, God, Goddess – I believe they are all the same. Let us find our common ground for that is holy. Our common ground can save us. Great Spirit circle all around us.

 

For more Streams of Consciousness, please visit:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/06/15/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-16-18

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!


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A “Christian, Libertarian, Environmentalist, Capitalist, Lunatic Farmer”

“We need to actually come alongside God as his hands and his feet as we interact and care-take this gift of a beautiful blue planet.”   __ Joel Salatin

I recently discovered Joel Salatin, a self-described “Christian, libertarian, environmentalist, capitalist, lunatic farmer.” While I don’t believe everything he believes (who does?) and I’m still a vegetarian (mostly),  I appreciate how he thinks outside traditional boxes. I applaud his efforts as a pioneer for compassionate stewardship and a healthier planet.

 

For further reading:

“Behold the Glory of Pigs”

Nature if Sacred Stuff


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One-Liner Wednesday: Dirt

water flooded street from pixabay

There’s a reason God made dirt instead of pavement.

 

Actually, there are many reasons. Feel free to comment on the value of dirt.

One-Liner Wednesday is brought to you by Linda G. Hill. Find more one-liner’s here:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/04/11/one-liner-wednesday-who-are-you/

One liner Weds 2017

The rules for One-Liner Wednesday that we don’t always follow are:

1. Make it one sentence.

2. Try to make it either funny or inspirational.

3. Use our unique tag #1linerWeds.

4. Add our very cool badge to your post for extra exposure!

5. Have fun


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Waiting for Spring

hydrangea leaves 2
(From my March Newsletter.)
Sitting here in the middle of March with cold wind whipping at the new buds, I wonder if my young hydrangea will freeze tonight? Do I need to cover it? I’m longing to get outside again like I did in the teaser spring a couple weeks ago. March on the Carolina Coast can be delightfully balmy. We can even have a freakishly warm day in January. But now, it’s still very much winter.

One of the good things about getting older is that we know spring will come. The storms of winter can make us stronger and wiser if we’re willing to learn new skills.

Sometimes we cover the tender plants, and sometimes we wait and see. Letting nature take its course can be scary. But waiting has sometimes worked better for me than trying to fix things my way.

I’m still learning to let go and let God work with my grown-up kids. Trying to “help” my kids too much was not always what they needed. At times, helping them was the right thing to do. But there were other times when standing back would help them figure things out for themselves. Now that they are grown, I need to step back more and let God work. It’s not easy. I’m still going to help them. But I’ll remember that even in past winters when early hydrangea leaves froze, the bush didn’t die. It grew new leaves in the spring. Even that summer when my well-meaning husband ran the little hydrangea over with the lawn mower, it came back. It must have deep roots.

I’m not going to let my adult children freeze, starve, or get run over by a lawn mower if I can help it. I’d face a lawn mower for them today, if I thought it would help. But I also know they can and have faced their own lawn mowers, and unlike a hydrangea, they can get out of the way. But I digress.

The point is, sometimes my way of trying to fix things doesn’t help.

Trying to find a husband my way didn’t work in the long run, though it did teach me important lessons about loving myself and setting boundaries. When I gave my soulmate search to God, God seemed to take an awfully long time, but it was only five years. During that time, I got to practice patience. And God did an awesome job!

So, I need to remind myself of how God comes through for us, even if it takes longer then we think it should. I have to remember that God has a plan for my grown-up children.

Is there something you need to turn over to the care of God?
God’s got it covered.
Spring is on the way.

Rose of Sharon with Dew By Ayla

Photo by my daughter, Ayla

 


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Agape Love

heart close

To love others well, we need fill our own emptiness with divine love that never ends. Agape love is unconditional. Agape is the kind of love God feels for us even when we don’t feel it ourselves.

As Anne Lamott described it:

“You were loved because God loves, period. God loved you, and everyone, not because you believed in certain things, but because you were a mess, and lonely, and His or Her child. God loved you no matter how crazy you felt on the inside, no matter what a fake you were; always, even in your current condition, even before coffee. God loves you crazily, like I love you…like a slightly overweight auntie, who sees only your marvelousness and need.”

I remember feeling that love in church 17 years ago during one of the worst periods of my life. I was a mess. Loneliness and grief had driven me to things that make me shudder, now. But God still loved me anyway.

I looked up at the Good Shepherd in the stained-glass window as he cradled the lamb in his arm. At that moment, love settled upon me, tangible love, as if someone had come behind me and gently wrapped a soft blanket around my shoulders.

Trust the Timing

God never left me. When I was lost, The Good Shepherd came to find me as in this beautiful song from Red Letters:

 

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