I was thick into my work day inputing information in the computer when I CAME ACROSS A WORD, PROVIDENCE. I STOPPED AND THOUGHT THIS WAS AN IMPORTANT WORD FOR ME. I GOOGLED IT. IT MEANT DIVINE GUIDANCE AND CARE. I HAVE BEEN GETTING SIGNS ALL OVER FROM BOKS FALLING OFF SHELVES, MY BIRTHDAY DATE SEEN OVER AND OVER...NOT TYPICAL. FAITH IS ANOTHER WORD INSERTED INTO MY LIFE AS A NUDGE TO NOT DESPAIR.
capslock finally off. So I am attuned and feel like guidance from above is clobbering me over the head. Yoa! I,m here. Duh. So it is with Providence I bid you good night
Feeling Powerful
Watercolor Fashion Moment
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Monday, October 1, 2012
Faith and The Bells of St. Mary
I think a lot of people are feeling the wind sucked out of them as if Dementors have sucked out their very soul. We trudge our souless, joyless bodies through the day feeling, well, buried with our woes. I have discovered what is missing. Faith. Simply that. If you have faith that you are where you are supposed to be, faith that things will get better, faith that there is meaning to our lives, faith in something greater than you, simply faith. Hopeful versus hopelessness.
People may think I'm crazy, but I told my husband that the word that I've been searching for is
Faith. Even more crazy is Tim Tebow's tweet before Sunday's Jets game was: James 1: 2-5, which I looked up to be titled, Testing of Your Faith. It basicly says, feel joy because your trials that you are going through make you stronger. Being stronger in all things, especially faith is an awesome thing.
I feel for Tim Tebow...he is being tested. His good graces are being tested by sitting on the sidelines and not using his talents to its fullest. Pacing like a boxed in stallion wanting to fly when all he can do is crawl.
He reminds me of Sister Mary Benedict in the movie, The Bells of St. Mary's (with Ingrid Bergman and Bing Crosby) where she is told she has to move to another school right after her prayers were answered and St. Mary's is going to be moved to a new beautiful building thanks to Mr. Bogartus. She thinks, surely, this can't be right. She finally has the school of her dreams, but she is told as nuns and priests must do, move on to whereever they are told. She can't help but feel bitter and confused. She kneels in the church before she departs, and with tears streaming down her face, she prays, "Dear Lord, please remove this bitterness from my heart." She then prays to please help her understand the Lord's plan. Please help her understand. She finally is ready to depart and starts walking away with the other sisters, still with a heavy heart filled with hurt and confusion yet steadfast in her duty as nun to do and go to where she is told. Suddenly, Father O'Malley calls her back and then explains that it is due to her touch of Tuberculosis that she has to take it easy in a different climate and can come back when she is well. Sister Benedict smiles so broadly and looks up and says, "Thank you. Oh, Thank you." When the tides turned so badly for her, she didn't know the greater plan. They kept it from her for her "own good." But, in the end, she discovered the reason and knows...the hopelessness turned to hopefulness. FAITH in the plan.
People may think I'm crazy, but I told my husband that the word that I've been searching for is
Faith. Even more crazy is Tim Tebow's tweet before Sunday's Jets game was: James 1: 2-5, which I looked up to be titled, Testing of Your Faith. It basicly says, feel joy because your trials that you are going through make you stronger. Being stronger in all things, especially faith is an awesome thing.
I feel for Tim Tebow...he is being tested. His good graces are being tested by sitting on the sidelines and not using his talents to its fullest. Pacing like a boxed in stallion wanting to fly when all he can do is crawl.
He reminds me of Sister Mary Benedict in the movie, The Bells of St. Mary's (with Ingrid Bergman and Bing Crosby) where she is told she has to move to another school right after her prayers were answered and St. Mary's is going to be moved to a new beautiful building thanks to Mr. Bogartus. She thinks, surely, this can't be right. She finally has the school of her dreams, but she is told as nuns and priests must do, move on to whereever they are told. She can't help but feel bitter and confused. She kneels in the church before she departs, and with tears streaming down her face, she prays, "Dear Lord, please remove this bitterness from my heart." She then prays to please help her understand the Lord's plan. Please help her understand. She finally is ready to depart and starts walking away with the other sisters, still with a heavy heart filled with hurt and confusion yet steadfast in her duty as nun to do and go to where she is told. Suddenly, Father O'Malley calls her back and then explains that it is due to her touch of Tuberculosis that she has to take it easy in a different climate and can come back when she is well. Sister Benedict smiles so broadly and looks up and says, "Thank you. Oh, Thank you." When the tides turned so badly for her, she didn't know the greater plan. They kept it from her for her "own good." But, in the end, she discovered the reason and knows...the hopelessness turned to hopefulness. FAITH in the plan.
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