Like a lover, o'er much

Do you know what you want out of life? Me thinkest I do. Yet, how many times when I take all things to Him in prayer does He surprise me with something else (Phil 4:6,7 Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.). Filling my cup to overflowing with things that satisfy more deeply and permanently (Psalm 23).

A friend is battling with cancer and yet she has told me that all is well with her soul. How? In the midst of fighting for her life, how does she say this? Fear? Sorrow? Where do these things fit in her life right now? Surprisingly, these emotions do not leave her bereft, like an identity thief even robbing who she is, but they are vanquished by the Lover of her soul. Do you long for merrying? Especially in a season when we desire to focus on celebration, I ask you, what you are celebrating? Does it really satisfy? Or do you long for the deep peace that my friend lives in? Luke 2:10,11 tells us what we should merry in this season: "the angel said to them, 'Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord." (For inspiration, meet JoAnnA at http://www.mosshill.blogs.com/)

This season find the Christ child, who quencheth the torments of life; who fills us with love, and mercy, too--bestowed like a lover, o'er much, until we can say, "come what may, it is well with my soul."





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One little brag

Here are the results of prudent yard saling (90% of the fabric) and some time at the sewing machine. I present Galadriel and King Peter.

Bad Mommy Award

My daughter just told me that the frozen pot pie she just ate was the best thing she's ever eaten with chicken in it (!). Now, since I cook real food on a fairly regular basis, do you suppose I deserve the Bad Mommy Award because I'm that bad of a cook? Or because I fed her a pot pie instead of cooking tonight (nah!)? Or because she obviously was starving to think that!? When was the last time she ate... Oh well. I'm in the middle of a project and if you think her meal was less than stellar, than you don't want to know what I ate! :-O Since my mom always cooked I used to think pot pies were a treat, too. And now that I'm a mom who sometimes needs quick food, I guess they're a treat again--for me! ;-)