What We Need

So much of what we need is around us already, lying in wait for us to realize. We search, make lists of things to buy, when we have them already. Sometimes it just takes a little poking around to find, tucked away, behind something else, just what we are looking for. It may not be newly bought, fresh-store smelling, but alas, it is there.


A journal, some book, something, to lie these thoughts in my head to rest, is what I needed this morning. Immediately, I thought a trip to the store was needed. I pictured the new journal I would purchase or at least contemplated what I would be looking for. Then I stopped. I prayed, asked God to provide me with something to write in. I looked - sought - and found. I found two previously used notebooks, with available pages, -- bare -- lying in wait to be used.

I thanked God, took my new found items --previously forgotten, lain to waste, and gleefully anticipated how I bring them to life; how I would use them again.

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Jesus and Sunshine

It dawned on me that I was jealous of Jesus' ability to love others in the full and whole way that He loves. The thought of Jesus loving others, having to dedicate time to others bugged me.

After pondering this for some time, I realized that God loves each of us equally, passionately, and with great care.  His love for one does not trump or impede upon His love for another. He does not have favorites.

To further help with this new discovery, an image from nature came to mind. I pictured the sun shinning down on a field of flowers.  The sun would shine down and all the flowers would get shined upon--equally. Each flower in that field would receive the healing light of the sun in the same dosage. The sun wouldn't chose which flower to shine on; it would beam down its love equally. All flowers would get love. This was comforting and reassuring to me.



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Loneliness hugged her, where the hook of a lover's arm should. 

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