A piece of word art and prayer from my dear friend D!
My cup overflows with gratitude, light and love. Prayer does make a difference in my life! Thank you for this prayer my friend.
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Be Seeing Hearts Everywhere
Be Springing Another Leak
We have sprung another leak!
This morning we woke up to a flurry of activity around our driveway that started spewing water again yesterday.
Two months ago, we had our first leak.
Now this:
7:00am Visit from the City workers.
7:08am Sexy Neck in his robe moving the cars out of the driveway. (I should have got a picture of that!)
7:30am Pumper truck shows up to start sucking the earth. (21st century version of a shovel!)
The boys are so excited. Me, I ain’t too sure. This is a little bit of a lot lately.
Enjoy our view:
Update: Leak is fixed. It was our neighbours line this time around.
Be Living In Godly Isolation
I stand.
On my own.
I wait.
For someone to say something.
For someone to smile, to notice, to see this shattered human among them.
I stand.
In the unknown.
I wait.
For someone to tell me something.
For someone to tell me it will be okay, mom will be healed and I will have my best friend back.
I stand.
Not knowing.
I wait.
For someone to show me something.
For someone to show me why I am living here in isolation with my boys, away from my parents, from my support, from the place I am ‘known’.
I stand.
I understand.
I wait for no one.
No human can answer my questions.
No one can be enough, no one can help me comprehend or bring me moment-by-moment comfort.
I stand.
I am not alone.
I wait.
God is my strength.
My Someone.
My everlasting peace and joy.
My understanding.
My known.
He is more than enough in my isolation from family and friends.
Thank you Jesus.
Be Waiting for Friends
I have asked God to help me with new friends in our big city. I feel tired!
I have been very fortunate to have made very empathetic, thoughtful friends in our old town down the highway. Many have visited, most keep in touch. This is enough. I am blessed with friends.
I am happy to drop my son off and observe those around me. Normally, I am the one trying to connect and engage with others.
I am content to allow my son’s teacher to connect with him without my input or guidance or even an introduction. I will meet her at parent-teacher conferences in October.
I am okay with walking along and watching my beautiful boys beside me.
But this is not the end of my story.
Two Fridays ago, I took the boys to the library. There was a woman there with two boys. Her youngest son was hanging around my boys. We had a brief conversation.
At dinner (the same day!), I told my husband that I met a very interesting woman this morning at the library.
After dinner, we went for a bike ride downtown (see here) and who did we run into on the ride back? The woman from the library, Andie. We met her husband and saw her boys again.
Last night, we went for a walk in the rain. We were walking down the path in the downpour and there was a woman walking towards us. I didn’t recognize here, but she said, “Hi Joanna!” It was Andie without her glasses on.
I wonder where we will meet again.
God is so good. It was amazing to see a familiar face.
Side note: I made a joke awhile back with my friend “D” that any new friends I meet will have to have wet hair. I know funny, but I am just into real people that walk in the rain and don’t worry about getting their hair wet.
Haha God. You truly are omniscient.
Be Seeing God’s Hand.
In the depth of despair, the busyness of my mind and body I carried throughout my previous days have been stripped away.
The fog that covered my eyes has been lifted, I guess anguish will do that for you.
Gently, I see God tapping me and the people around me on their shoulders, asking, “Do you see me at work?” Interesting on the first day of school, I saw a women carrying this book that I was given while my mom was in the hospital.
Also on the first day of school, I walked into the schoolyard with our realtor who helped us buy our house as well I saw an old childhood friend, Marie.
Lovingly, I see angels surrounding my parents with love and security, protection from illness and familiar faces.
Amazingly, I sense God’s healing presence in my relationship with many people. Showing me what stuff I need to deal with in my own life and the other stuff that isn’t mine. Oh I have stuff! I need to stay out of other people’s business with God. Get out of the way so that God can do His work.
Gratefully, Jesus loves us all without comparison. We all fall short when compared to God’s glory but Jesus came to be a bridge for us all to know God’s love, forgiveness and grace.
In the depth of sadness, I see God’s hand in action touching me and those around me.
Thank you God for helping walk through my anguish.
Be Leaking
I am positive I could glean many water metaphors especially in light that God is our living water. But really I am just overwhelmed.
It is never good when you see and hear this coming out of your driveway.
And it really isn’t good when you see all these vehicles pull up – vacuum truck, digger, equipment truck, supervisor truck and even the dump truck waiting down the road.
But our boys love this – monster wheels on the digger, the huge vacuum truck, the biiiig hole, shovels and cool city worker costumes.
Happy labour day and thanks to these city workers for fixing our leak.
Here’s our own construction worker on his way to work.
Be Wordful on the Weekend
"Be" ENOUGH 