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Journaling the rest of the Journey. Thursday, October 20, 2011. Out Chasing Rainbows, while Sitting on a Pile of Gold. I have spent the morning in deep and quiet thought, just before, I once again, hit the road running. How UNGRATEFUL! This is pr.
An Authentic Community, God, Yourself and A Man of God. Thursday, July 21, 2011. I am not controlling, no not me.
Monday, July 30, 2012. Prayer for Resting in the Lord. I lean forward, Lord. I wait eagerly for sunrise,. To see the face of Truth. I wait in stillness like the grass,. With the dew, with the shades of darkness. That will not remain in daylight,. Beside the mountains of mystery. I wait in fullness,. Like the blooms of summer zinnias,. I wait in reverence with the trees,. With nothing to boast of. Except for the One who made me. I lean forward to see You,.
This page has moved to a new address. The Lord will guide you continuallly, watering your life when you are dry and keeping you healthy, too. You will be like a well-watered garden, like an ever-flowing spring. 11 Favorite Posts in 2011. A poem inspired by the song of the birds. Lets us know that whatever I am I can bring to God.
There was an error in this gadget. Monday, July 25, 2011. Yesterday as I drove to the new church I have been visiting for the past few months, I pondered whether or not I should continue visiting, join or begin to visit another church. But boy oh boy did the Lord have plans for me. Have you ever known the Lord was talking directly to you? I realize this process is probably going to be painful.
No one has a right to sit down and feel helpless. Best Governor In The Nation? .
This is about Myself, My Wagon, and our pursuits as well as my pursuits in networking. Visit My Web Sites to learn more. Knoxville Thursdays a networking event site. All my Blogs and All my web sites. Knoxville Unity Church Social Blog. The journey to the true self. Wednesday, January 20, 2010.
For women who are humble enough to seek wisdom yet sensible enough to impart it. A story filled with rejection and shame. A story fraught with self-inflicted wounds. I was afraid of myself.
A dream is a metaphor for a state of perfection. A dream is a device that bypasses the impossibilities to paradise. dreams can come true! The first dream was freely given, but spurned. The second dream was freely given, but earned. So, where do we begin? If you are new to this site you may want to read this Introduction.