My Proverbs Journal (Chapter 27)


Proverbs, Chapter 27 (Click here to read for better understanding of the connection between the scripture and the notes they inspired below.)

Good early morning, Lord! How are You? I pray You are pleased and smiling. I love You. I pray my day and this reading time to You! In Jesus’ beautiful name. I love Your Son! My Best Friend Ever!

I am not to brag about tomorrow. I have no idea what can happen each day. I am not to sing my own praises. Others are allowed to, but I am not. A fool’s wrath is heavier than a stone or the weight of sand. Envy is crueler than wrath, and more outrageous than anger.

It’s better for me to be openly rebuked than to have a secret love.

“Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.”
(verse 6)

That verse reminds me of Judas, and makes me think on past hurts of friends.

When we’re full we can actually hate food, but when we’re hungry every bitter thing is sweet. That reminds me of the saying about a cracker being the most delicious in the world to someone starving, but considered such a waste of time and thrown away by those who have so much that they can afford to throw food away and not even miss it.

It also makes me think  on the missionaries who have to live off of food in the other land, even if it makes them sick, or they hope for packages from home.

We need to stay in the place You put us.

Perfume and ointment make our hearts rejoice, just as the sweetness of a man’s friend by hearty counsel. We are not to forsake our friends and neighbors. Wisdom gives gladness and accountability. It is prudent to hide from seeable evil, else we could punish ourselves. Be careful with our character, our name, and our testimony.

I’m not really sure about verse 14, but it fits perfectly to how most people hate morning people, especially when they insist on trying to force a friend to be cheerful too early.

“He that blesseth his friend with a loud voice, rising early in the morning, it shall be counted a curse to him. A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike.”
(verses 14-15)

These verses tell us we can annoy people. They will want to avoid us. We are to bless one another, not burden. When we take care of our responsibilities, we will reap the benefit. People know when you’re answering from the heart.

We are never satisfied.

We are daily being made worthy of any praise that we are given through the testing and trial that brought that praise.

Foolishness cannot be forced out of a person.

Be diligent in taking care of what You give us. Riches don’t last forever. Each generation has to work for their own needs.

You tell us the provisions You provide us in the last few verses. An interesting chapter. We need to be diligent in our heart, our service, our character, in all things You give us, and NEVER take what belongs to You. All glory to You, Father God! All glory to You!

Day 2 of 47 for Lent Plan


Day 2 of 47 for Lent Plan – “The Birth of Jesus”
Reading: Luke 1:26-45, Luke 2:1-20, and John 1:1-25 KJV

Further Study

  • Who told Mary that she would conceive and give birth to a Son?
    The angel Gabriel
  • What comforting words did he say to her?
    – Luke 1:30? “And the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary: for thou hast found favour with God.”
  • What was Jesus called in John 1:1 and what do you think that means?
    – The Word
    – That He existed before the world began.


  • Worship: Write down one attribute of God and worship Him for who He is.
    – Thoughtful and understanding.
  • Prayer: Pray for your immediate family members.
    – Anthoni, Bobby, Sandra, Nathan, Tim, Homey, David
  • Remembrance: Think about a time you were fearful, and reflect on how God comforted you.
    – younger times (fc, fwR/betrayed by friends)
    God used Mom and Gran, and many times was simply there with me even if I didn’t know it.
  • Self-Examination: Are you generally someone who speaks life and praises God, or do you find that you complain and neglect praising God?
    – God, I’ve always tried to and always want to speak life in praising You, yet even You know how I have to admit (ashamedly) that I complain (unfortunately about life itself) and tend to be so distracted by woes and fears that neglect praising You, my Lord God, Ruler of the Universe, and Creator of my soul. You deserve every breath I have to lift Your Holy name, and endless glory and honor. I’m sorry, God. I do love You! Holy Spirit, help me to praise my God as He deserves, and help me fight the father of confusion (Satan) to keep me from distractions.

A Kind Act

Offer to help a new mom or single mom financially, physically, or spiritually.
– Alyssa (New Mom)
– Sue (Single Mom)

Day 21 of 47 for Lent Plan

God, I have been enjoying the bible reading plan You have been walking me through. I’m sorry to be so late getting them on, but with Your help we’ll get them on little by little.
No rush. Just convalescing with You, and following Your lead in sharing with others.
YouVersion (a bible app You have blessed me with)
is doing a plan called Lent: Remembering the Life of Jesus.

** This one is a long read. I mean VERY long read! God lead me down a long journey of healing to remember to be thankful for.**

Day 21 of 47 for Lent Plan – “Healing: Ten Men With Leprosy”
Reading: Luke 13:10-17 KJV

Further Study

  • How did Bartimaeus, the blind man, address Jesus when he heard he was there?
    – Jesus, Son of David
  • When this man was healed, what was his immediate response?
    – He followed Jesus and glorified him.
  • Luke 19:43 tells us that when people saw him healed, they also praised God. Have you ever praised God for His work in someone else’s life? Share about that time?
    – You bring to mind when Dad had to have a lung surgery to peel off a layer of his lung to help his collapsed lung. They had warned us of the possibility of death because to do the surgery was like beating up on the lung which leaves a 50/50 chance of survival. Dad was horrified. He didn’t freak out or carry on or anything. Dad wasn’t like that. Many friends and strangers stated to him that he reminded them of John Wayne. But the fear was in his eye.
    I couldn’t blame him. For months he had so much unexpected and unknown things happened to him. When he had fallen off a room that him and his crew were working on, he broke a rib, a couple actually. He went to the ER, but the x-rays missed them. During the month he began to cough and hurt a lot. As the cough got so much worse, his lung doctor took some imaging and found some broken ribs that were piercing his lungs, causing fluid to build up. They drained his lungs, but within two weeks they filled again. They went in to do a surgery to repair the holes, but when he woke up he had a tube coming out of his chest. A pretty good size tube.And he had to be careful.
    When they sent him home, it concerned him (scared him) to have a tube hanging out of his chest. They assured him they were sending home nurses who were skilled in this particular area. When the nurses came, they would be freaked out and said they have never seen that, especially in a home patient. They were shocked the hospital would send someone home like that. They one nurse accidentally knocked it out. She told him he would be okay till he saw the doctor.
    We were praising You when Charlie’s wife told Dad he needed to go immediately go to the hospital because we were grateful to have an ICU nurse in the family. Being a trauma nurse she was so concerned for Dad that she insisted to take a look at him. We were so glad You had her do that because the ER told him that the tube falling out caused one of his lungs to collapse and was trying to collapse the other one. They repaired everything and promised not to send him home until it was out AND healed. 
    He was so low on blood when he came back in, even though he did not bleed in a bad way when the tube fell out. Tabatha was right about the loss of blood alone could cause him to go to sleep and not wake up because she knew that Dad staying so sleepy and unable to stop shivering was a sign of blood loss, and that he didn’t have much left, that where he was already at could cause a heart attack. When he went to the ER they immediately gave him 2 pints, then 2 pints right behind it, then 2 the next morning.
    We were praising You for Tabatha again and again, and thanking You for being with Dad, and that our family letting the doctors know how the nurses were convinced then not to send any more of their patients home like that. They were astonished that the pulmonary nurses did not know what to do, and that Dad had to give everyone of them the instructions the hospital gave him, and yet still managed to knock it out, and didn’t have the sense to know that a hole in someone’s chest was NOT “okay,” nor that a chest with an open and bleeding wound was cause to go to the ER.
    While Dad was back in the hospital, his lungs would not heal as quickly as they hoped, and became worse to breathe. They found his lung had collapsed again. When he first came in they had done a technique to allow it to straighten itself, which also took the pressure off the other lung. They now knew it was not going to heal without surgery. They told him they would have to peel back the damaged layer, and remove that layer. They had told him and all of us we would have to be prepared that he may not come out of it, and say our goodbyes just in case. My Dad asked for his pastor. and time to talk with him and pray first. Pastor Stewart came and talked with Dad alone.
    We (the family) were so surprised he came, and what an impact he had made on my Dad. Pastor Stewart had always been buddies with my Dad. Even when Dad couldn’t join the church over smoking, he had been so nonjudgmental and loving. Pastor Stewart wanted him to join, but he told my Dad the things a member couldn’t do. When Dad heard the no smoking, he calmly and politely apologized because he knew he wouldn’t quit smoking. Pastor Stewart joked with him that there had been many people lie to him or try long enough to get membership and keep smoking secretly. My Dad told him he wasn’t like that. He was not going to lie to God, his pastor, or himself.
    My Dad asked if that meant he couldn’t attend anymore, not be able to tithe anymore. He told Dad of course not. It just meant that he couldn’t be in the choir or be a deacon, as Pastor had hoped Dad eventually would be. My Dad joke well good, he wouldn’t have to make excuses as to why he would rather not. They were always laughing and cutting up. But Dad was faithful to attend and tithe. He gave money wherever he could, or they had a need. His favorite was giving for several kids to have Christmas and groceries for the holidays. He loved going shopping for them, and got us to go with him. It was a great thing for Anthoni to be a part of. He loved his granddad.
    (Many times I have praised You, Lord, for the relationships You gave Anthoni in my Dad and his Uncle Charlie (my brother). And even though Charlie and Dad both are gone now, Pastor Stewart moved away years ago to be near his family because of his own declining health, Tabatha remarried and has a little girl, and Anthoni himself is grown and living his own life in You, I pray I never stop praising You!)
    Dad loved the fellowship of his church too. They were so good to him. His funeral was at the church and was so much more than I ever expected because I didn’t grow up with men who went to church.  Women didn’t always, but I literally thought my Dad hated You because I thought all men hated God.
    Pastor Stewart was his buddy, so it was why he came and talked with Dad. Whatever he said made my Dad renewed in courage and in strength. He had prayed with my Dad about his salvation. When Dad asked him if he would sit with Mom during the surgery and look out for his family if anything happened, Pastor Stewart was more than glad to. And he did. He sat with Mom during the 3 hour surgery while Dad had sent each one of us kids on different errands regarding bills to relieve him of the stress from worrying about different things getting cut off. Dad had insisted we do these errands for him ASAP.
    When I returned Pastor Stewart was beaming, and he and Mom seemed to be celebrating. He said the doctor had come out after only an hour and a half like he was in a daze. He told Pastor and Mom that he had never seen anything like it, that he couldn’t explain it but that when they went it they didn’t have to beat up on his lungs at all. That it was like someone had carefully peeled that layer off and gently rolled it up to the side and left it for them to just easily remove. The doctor kept saying, “I can’t explain it” while so dazed. Pastor had just smiled while looking at Mom and said, “I can, and I know who it was.” He told the doctor what and who he meant. The doctor had told him that if he had not see it for himself, that he wouldn’t believe such stuff, but that he just couldn’t argue with him.
    We praised You for that healing, that testimony, the influence it had on the doctor, for Pastor and Dad’s friendship, for so many things for so long. Dad was so affected by that surgery. He quit smoking for several months until eventually his nerves started to raise his heart rate, BP, and cause him anxiety. Dad had never experienced anxiety before and hated it (don’t we all), so he started smoking again. Not the same amount, but he did smoke. You still changed how much! He would live another 2 years before Cellulitis, Diabetes, Double Pneumonia, and his long time Double Emphysema put him back in the hospital.
    It was a fatal morphine shot from the hospital against our family’s wish, and despite my Dad saying no he didn’t need it that took my Dad’s life. It was devastating, cruel, heartless, and illegal. But it was done. My Dad’s fight was over. No more pain. No more hospital. No more anxiety. No more urge to smoke. No more anything but the sweet hand of Jesus welcoming him home.
    There aren’t enough praises to thank You for all that You did for my Dad! For all You did for my son through my Dad! And that he did for us as his family when he was raising us. He wasn’t perfect, but he was a man who loved his family, who worked hard day and night, from 4 or 5 in the morning to however late in the night he had to work, no matter what job he had to take, and all the stress of raising a family. And he loved You, Lord. I am so grateful to know that, so grateful my son knows, and so grateful to know he is with You.
    I know this is long, but it’s not near long enough. Thank You, Holy Spirit, for leading me down this memory lane today. With all the depression, anxiety, and negative things I cannot get away from sometimes, it was mice to go on this journey with You. I am so grateful for daily devotions. Thank You for praises that are only possible because You helped us through the bad, the scary, the life and death. Thank You again for Dad, Pastor Stewart, Tabatha, Charlie, and everyone who played a part in that time. I miss each one of them and am grateful for the memories! I am grateful You chose my Dad! Thank You for allowing me to be a Daddy’s girl. I’m Yours too!!


  • Worship: Write down one attribute of God and worship Him for who He is.
    – Nonjudgmental (the way humans are). There is a difference between righteous judging and prejudice or discrimination, shunning.
  • Prayer: Pray for yourself – your needs, desires, concerns, and dreams.
  • Remembrance: Think of a time when you saw God do a mighty work in someone’s life or your own. Write about that experience.
    – What a mighty work I saw You do in my Dad’s life… physically and spiritually. I grew up thinking he hated You. I never heard him talk about You, except to tell us not to use Your name in vain. When we watched Little House on the Prairie, the dad didn’t go to church for a long time., and when he did the other men didn’t always. The dad on The Walton’s didn’t go to church except one episode that dealt with his right not to go. I grew up hearing the men on TV and in life saying, “Women! They always want to talk about God!”
    I’m so grateful You made that different for Anthoni, and brought Godly men into our lives. But it wouldn’t be until we lost a dear cousin from our life that I would learn my Dad didn’t hate You. It brought back memories for my Dad of a terrible tragedy he had witnessed in a church. A man had walked into church, shot the preacher, his wife (the shooter’s wife), and then himself because of an affair. Dad didn’t go to church after that. When we were giving my grieving my cousin, this came out. Mom already knew, but I didn’t until Mom said something.
    I later went to my Dad to tell him how I could understand why he hated You, but that You loved him. Dad was so surprised. He told me, “I don’t hate God. Why would you think that?” I told him what Mom said. He said it had nothing to do with it. I told him, “But You never talked about God while I was growing up, and at times would make comments about Mom always wanting to talk about God.” He said he just did that to aggravate Mom. He was so disturbed by my thinking this, that he started going to all of Anthoni’s school plays and events, and then eventually church. By Your grace Anthoni grew up with his Granddad, Granny, Uncles, Aunts, and family friends (and me his mom) going to church. Yet it was Anthoni You used to get us ALL into church… regularly, faithfully, happily! We went to all his school functions too.

    That’s where Dad met Pastor Stewart. They were buddies right off. Dad would tell anyone, “That’s my buddy.” It was the incident in the hospital that brought You two so close, and brought him peace, and a much needed strength for a man carrying the weight of his family on his shoulders. It wouldn’t be until after his death that I learned his older brother Nay was a preacher and raised him. My Dad grew up in the church! Raised by a preacher! We had a preacher in the family! Me and Anthoni were shocked! Delightfully surprised! We would discover there was more than one! :O But Nay (his brother) ‘s story amazed us too.
    Their dad had married two different women. He had 15 kids with the first wife (Nay’s mom) and then left her to marry Nellie (Dad’s mom) and had 14 kids with her. Of the 29 kids, many did not get along. The children from the first marriage resented the kids from the second marriage because Butler (their dad) had left them for their mom. Butler died when my dad was just 5 years old, Helen was 7, and Lucille was 11. Their older brother Nay was 30 something years older, married, and was a pastor of a church he began in Taylorsville… Calvary Baptist Church. Nay took his siblings in and raised them. Shortly after, the girls went to live with others because they didn’t want to live under the rules of a preacher. Dad stayed until he went into the Navy.
    While in the Navy as a cook on a ship, that ship was held prisoner by Cuba during the famous Cuban Missile Crisis when President Kennedy said those famous words about letting the ships go or we (America) would blow them (Cuba) off the map. They were released (Praise You, God). The world cheered, but my Dad always resented Kennedy for “playing with his life.” The military gave everyone who had been in those ships the choice to be given an honorable discharge early or special assignment, both with special money… something the military does for their members who have survived being POW (Prisoners of War). My Dad chose to leave, and lived in bitterness.
    Then he came to the mountains and married Mom. They 4 kids within their first 4 years of marriage. That’s even after lying to Mom’s dad to get married. They said Mom was pregnant. They got married September of ’65, and had Sandra October of ’66. Charlie was the last one born in April of ’70, 2 months before my first birthday. Dad focused on trying to provide for his family, sometimes choosing methods that weren’t legal. He never did anything violent, but he did write bad checks. The judge told him while it was good intentions, and that the lawyer was right that they were never written over $50 and all to grocery stores, except a couple written at Christmas for $100 for 4 kids and his wife, but that he had to learn that wasn’t the way to do it, that he was taking from someone else’s family.
    We would go visit him at different prisons. That was the first time I ever saw fear in my Dad’s eyes, even though he tried to hide it for us. I cried all the time at night, praying for You to keep him safe and bring him home. I felt so bad that he had went to prison over feeding us. I can remember when he used to give us Pepto Bismal for our stomachs because he had nothing to give us, or maybe just one can of beans for us 4 kids. It felt like eternity, and like he would never come out. I cried and cried every night, like I use to do in foster care. And then 4 months later You surprised me. I remember crying and crying because I thought he would never come home. I was surprised and so grateful.
    I hope I’m right to remember I thanked You, but I had not learned to rightly praise You yet. Thank You, God! More than I can put into words, but I want to try! I cry every time I think about it, even now. PRAISE YOU, GOD! My Dad was so scared! I was so scared for him! 😦 THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!
    I watched You work as he went through so many hardships through the years. He wasn’t perfect, but he worked so hard to provide for us, and make us feel warm and safe. Many times I would wait for him as he was put oil in the tank, or fixing the car, or doing something outside. He would see me and tell me to go on inside. I would tell him that it was cold, and that it wasn’t fair to go inside while he was out in the cold. He would tell me that it was his job to make sure we were warm and fed, that if I really wanted to make him feel better to go on inside.
    Whenever we drove on long trips down to Hickory and Statesville where his family lived and on the way back, I would be the only one to stay awake while he was driving. Somehow I always felt the need to stay awake to keep things safe, even to look after my Dad. He would blink and wink at me with his eyes in the mirror.
    When Anthoni came along, I watched You do such a wonder in him, in my whole family, and in everyone who knew Anthoni. Dad and Mom both became new people. It was like they a had a chance to do it all over again with someone who loved them unconditionally. You used Dad to teach Anthoni guy stuff, men things, and was a mentor/hero to Anthoni, and to many of his own laborers that worked for him and his roofing company.
    It seems so strange for all of these adults to be gone that seemed to rule the world, and yet it seems so peaceful, and good, for everyone on both sides. I’m glad I don’t have to worry about them with this Coronavirus, or terrorism, or anything else.
  • Self-Examination: When You see God’s work in your life or someone else’s, do You praise Him for it?
    – I try to praise You for everything I can with every breath I have.

A Kind Act

  • Send 5 positive text messages to 5 different people you know.
    – Anthoni, Nay, Amanda, Brett, Keitha, Dave. Yes one extra! 🙂


Rachel & Leah Bible Study: Night 6 of 6 (Follow Up)

IMG_20190324_153532Week Six

Well here we are my lovely Lord and Savior… the Preserver of my soul… the Bright and Morning Star… the Bearer of my weary soul. How much You have given me through this study… so many thoughts of encouragement and delightful pieces of You to share. Yet all I can give You today in this post is thanking You for allowing me to accomplish this moment… if You allow me to get it typed, pictures added, and posted.

Truth Six: Let the success of others encourage not discourage you.
Combating Verse: 2 Corinthians 10:12 KJV
For we dare not make ourselves of the number, or compare ourselves with some that commend themselves: but they measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise.IMG_20190324_153610

So much has happened while I have been struggling just to make it from moment to moment. If I don’t get this typed, I fear it won’t. So many of the wonderful things You have brought me and done for me, and for those around me are lost in my inability to remember… word for word… day by day… or moment to moment. But I remember in moments that make me smile, or at least help me bear my burden (my cross) as we are all called to do. But I will share what You will allow.

I remember the sweet sleep in the car, the fondness of a friend, and excitement to be joining many more dear friends. I remember I was so excited to finally get a Sprig of Joy fundraiser can!

I remember Keitha being excited to let us know Nicki Koziarz is coming to her Keitha’s church on June 20th. Nicki is the author of this ladies bible study we’ve been doing:
Rachel & Leah: What Two Sisters Teach Us About Combating Comparison.

I remember being blessed by the daily devotionals for each morning.

Day One: Where God Speaks6.2.11Day one reminded me of one of the key figures we are easy to forget was an important part in all of the comparison and hardship that Jacob, Laban, Leah, Rachel, Zilpah, and Bilhah were all tangled up in. Esau was Jacob’s first rival. It was Jacob who struggled with jealousy and comparison. His actions toward Esau were exactly those of Laban towards Jacob. And Jacob gained the same ill character in his wives and father in law, the same ill character that his children would inherit. The deception Jacob learned from the whisper of his mother Rebecca to usurp what was rightfully his brother Esau’s, would be the same deception Laban would whisper into the ear of his daughter Leah to deceive Jacob on his wedding night after he had labored hard seven long years for Rachel.

Day Two: Go To That Place6.2.12Day Two had me thinking that of all of the places I have been… according to Your will or by my own foolish wisdom. I would rather be wherever You lead me… be wherever You are, and am grateful that You are willing to go wherever I have strayed to lovingly lead me home. Where You are, I want to go to that place.

Day Three: A New Name6.2.13Day Three makes me joyfully think on that new name You tell me You have written down for me in heaven… a new name that only You know and will whisper into my ear. It reminds me of when I started using my middle name as my new name… Gail. My family calls me BrendaGail. It makes me think of the many names changes in Your word… Abram to Abraham, Sarai to Sarah, Noah to Noe, Saul to Paul, and of course Jacob to Israel. It also reminds me of the sad news of Rachel’s death. It was sad to know how her life had been. Never happy… always living her life in comparison.

Day Four: Party of 126.2.14Day four has me thinking on all of those children born out of manipulation and deception. Yet even in the midst of a dysfunctional family, You created the twelve tribes of Israel, and the lineage from which Jesus was born. It reminds me of when I once felt “barren,” and for years was constantly provoked by all the other girls who had babies, some three or four. They were very cruel. Yet just like Hannah, it was when I made a particular petition and vow that You answered my prayer. And that was before I had read Your bible, and I was a single teenage mom. I don’t know why You allowed things that seem contrary to Your word. I only know that You give life, Lord. Praise Your name!

Day Five: Spiritual Gifts Survey6.2.15Day five had a survey to discern our spiritual gifts. I was began with making sure I only answered between 2 and 4, but was soon all over the place. I leave the results to You because just as we are trusting the outcome to You, we know that You have allowed us to answer the questions that made the score. So as our thinking is (flawed or right on), it will determine what we score.

I have so many blogging friends who have enjoyed the “quizzes” for themselves. Lord, help them to be able to read the pictures. I know in times past, I would have went through the hard work (with joy) to type it out in a neat format aligning the book, but You and I both know I am blessed that the media devices finally charged and worked!
Thank You! 🙂

Dear friends, if you can not read one just let me know. I will type it for you.
There are 80 questions, and score as read above in the previous picture.6.2.16






Scoring Your Survey
Here are the directions.
There are 16 areas of spiritual gifts listed.


Graphing Your Profile6.2.24


My spiritual gifts scored
1. Giving
2. Faith
3. Prophecy

This surprised me considering when I read the sixteen possibilities, I only “had faith” in Faith. The others seemed like actions… involving others. I do not know why my self esteem has went so far to the basement lately, but I know God doesn’t want it there. How can I love my neighbor as God does if I cannot even love myself as my God loves me
(And the second [commandment] is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
– Matthew 22:39 KJV
I am to believe in who He makes me.
I am a child of the Living King… the One True God!
I can do ALL things through Christ Jesus, which strengtheneth me. (Philippians 4:13 KJV)
How much more giving can one be than to share God’s love… genuine true love?

So then the question was asked…
How has God been speaking to you throughout this study about the situations where you are comparing yourself? How does humility play a role in what God is showing you?6.2.26My health is what it is. He has blessed me many days, and with encouraging and wise, and very patient therapists, nurses, doctors. I need to be thankful, and accept where I am is what God has planned for me… at least right now. Regardless of where that is and what it looks like or feels like, or lives like, I am to love who I am in Him, and to share that love with others. God has known my life long before I did, and as The Great Physician He has every right to do whatever He wants with it to bring glory to His name. Even in and ESPECIALLY in my weaknesses He is made strong.
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. – 2 Corinthians 12:9 KJV

In that giving to others… PRAYER is ONE of the most loving things we can give and do. I am blessed to have the prayer requests below to take with me. I pray as often as the Lord allows. This week we had prayed in our small groups, but kept our own prayer cards. Marilyn was excited to share a praise that her friend Etiska did not have cancer after all!! Such good news among what seems like a sea of cancer anymore. We were excited to share in her news, especially after praying with her.6.2.27This is what one of my dear sisters in Christ reminded me… because I am sharing with them in prayer my burdens, they will be able to rejoice with me in what I so easily think is trivial to others but is every bit huge to me and my health.

Just as they rejoiced with me over hearing my stepdad’s complete lung work up and blood work came back good while they have been helping me pray as the doctors work to find the cause of Bobby’s already terrible lung health to be even worse lately. His lung specialist still thinks it’s Bobby’s CPAP issues. So the ladies continue to help me to pray for him. 

And when he sent messages to “thank the girls” and let them know he is praying for them too, the ladies would send the same messages back to him.

As for my health… my lymphedema and lipedema are flaring up the most… along with the things my doctors are already trying to help me with. Sometimes there are great and effective treatments for one health issue but is either hindered by another,  or actually causes more problems that actually render the original problem tolerable. Sometimes I simply have to deal with both. I am trying to use the wraps as much as possible, but my spinal damage is making things so challenging. My positive is to know at least this time I have had a lot of help in my physical therapists whereas last time, I had no help so it was the bandages right off.6.2.10

On top of that prayer need, I have received a Jury Duty Summons6.2.9

I do not know how my Jury Duty Summons will play into the wraps and needing to elevate my legs, but I know that God is well aware of my needs, and am blessed to have friends who will pray with me.

I miss the ladies bible study!
I don’t know if I’ll be able to attend when Nicki comes to Keitha’s church.
But I know who holds tomorrow, and I know He watches me… and them. 😉



The Lowly of Lowlies

“And Mary said, My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For he hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden: for, behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed. For he that is mighty hath done to me great things; and holy is his name. And his mercy is on them that fear him from generation to generation.”
– Luke 1:46-50 KJV

How exciting to read (and experience with her) Mary praising You with such magnification and joy, with such mindful praise. Counting her blessings and naming them one by one. 🙂 ❤ You have regarded the low estates as You even gave Jesus a life of lowly estate. How profound You have made the word humility. To be humble is to completely defined, yet how mighty You truly are, as is the mighty love and obedience of Your Son. Holy is Your name! Your mercy is surely on those that fear You. Thank You for humility, strength, for holiness, and Your mercy.

It seems so odd to break this devotion off in the middle of praise, in the middle of Mary’s prayer and praise to You. I’m so enjoying hearing her praise when her faith had no doubt, and her wisdom simply asked how it would happen. She has not laughed or doubted as others. She believed enough to ask how You were going to make that possible because she knew the logic of how the body worked, and the law of Your own words regarding purity. She knew You would not violate Your word, nor ask her to. Once You answered her, she simply continued to believe and praise Your Holy name.

So in faith with no question on what You do is Your plan for me, even in writing a devotion that You designed in someone else’s heart and mind, and then led me to do, I choose to do to continue to trust You even in what seems like an interruption to her praise for You. You are mighty and great, and have perfect knowledge in emphasizing whatever You will. It definitely emphasizes that You are God, and that we all are of low estate in regard to Your mightiness. How great and merciful You are to teach us such holiness, mercy, and love! It takes such love to pause Your own praise to teach us of who You truly are… The Lowly of Lowlies. I love You God ! ❤

My Day 20 of the Christmas 31 Day Scripture Writing Plan.
(I won’t have notes for each day.
I am doing whatever You allow, Lord.
Whatever You give! It’s all about You!)

My Day 1: Knowledge to Know

My Day 2: Obedience Is Trusting You

My Day 3: Quick Understanding

My Day 4: Glorious Rest

My Day 5: Comfort Ye My People

My Day 6: Good Tidings

My Day 7: That Good Thing

My Day 8: Abundant Peace

My Day 9: He Shall Have Dominion

My Day 10: His Name Shall Endure Forever

My Day 11: Come

My Day 12: Fuller’s Soap

My Day 13: Of The Holy Ghost

My Day 14: Call His Name Jesus

My Day 15: In Bethlehem of Judaea

My Day 16: The Star

My Day 17: Highly Favoured

My Day 18: Faith and Obedience

My Day 19: According to Thy Word

My Day 21: A Strong Arm

My Day 22: The Days Were Accomplished

My Day 23: Abiding Shepherds (The Night Shift)

My Day 24: A Multitude of the Heavenly Host

My Day 25: Wonder

My Day 26: The Spirit of Your Son

My Day 27: Obedient Unto Death

My Day 28: Highly Exalted

My Day 29: Every Good and Perfect Gift

My Day 30: The Hope of Eternal Life

My Day 31: Opened Eyes, Wondrous Things

“NEW” Series, #4 Brotherhood of the World Bloggers’ Award 1.18.18

How exciting and adventurous You are dear Lord! A NEW kind of blogger award… Brotherhood of the World Bloggers’ Award! And how exciting to see Lovely A of Discovering Your Happiness receive hers! You, the Great Physician, knew she could use a pick me up at a time that she has been so sick that she had to take some time away from her blog. Practicing what she teaches, she took some down time, focused on her health, and just allowed herself to de-stress. What a great example she is to her self care theme. Thank You for being with her, Lord. I pray continued healing for her, and for all the things You know she needs prayer for!

Thank you, Lovely Anita, for allowing God to use you to nominate me for the Brotherhood of the World Bloggers’ Award too!
You put a smile on my face! 🙂 Me and God love you! ❤
fullsizeoutput_11f4The Rules:


  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and post a link to his/her blog.
  • List the rules of the award and post a picture of the award.
  • Answer the questions from your nominator.
  • Nominate 10 other bloggers and be sure to let them know.
  • Write a list of questions for your nominees to answer

My Questions:

  • Where in the world are you based? North Carolina (USA)
  • What made you get into blogging? Journaling with God, challenges with friends
  • Summer or Winter? Summer
  • What makes you the happiest? God ❤
  • If you had to eat one food forever, what would it be? spaghetti 🙂
  • If you had one super power, what would it be? never sinning
  • If you could change one thing in the world, what would it be? For everyone to know how much God loves them, and for them to love God just as much ❤
  • What are some of your 2018 goals? Following God, Choosing Life, Looking Up
  • Airplane holiday or Boat Cruise? Airplane holiday
  • America or Europe holiday? Europe

My Nominees:
Oaken Reed
Almighty God the Beginning and the End
Blacker the Berry
Invisibly Me
Red Letters
Not Easily Broken
The Godly Chic Diaries
Wrestling with Faith – Dancing with Jesus
Moonlight Psychology

Praise the Lord for each one of you! Congratulations on your nomination for the Brotherhood of the World Bloggers’ Award! May you each continue to reach out in community and brotherhood on WordPress and around the world! God has so many children, and loves each one… including you! ❤

Thank you again and congrats to Lovely A of Discovering Your Happiness!
Me and God love you too! ❤

PS… OOPS! I forgot 10 questions for the nominees. Please feel free to answer the ones given to me above… or simply skip. Whichever you prefer! 🙂

“NEW” Series, #2 Music Playlist

How lovely You are, Lord, to give us such delights as music! You allowed music through fellow believers, and even dear friends. Coming into Christmas You already had friends sharing music and videos that became favorites. This is new in many ways because for quite a few years now music has just been… music. Even if I happened to love or enjoy something, it was just that moment. I didn’t have the time or desire to feel anything to take with me.  But You have renewed a joy and a comfort in music.

How perfect is the message in Hayley’s song “Called By Love” by Red Letters. You used a dear friend to remind me that when the devil tries to tell me I have no right to listen to or sing with Your music that I am called by love to worship You. I need to worship You to keep my strength up against the one who hates me to have any… especially in You!

You used my dear friend Aney to introduce me to “The True Love of God” by The Church of Almighty God to remind me the “It’s [Your] tender words that water and nourish me to grow up. It’s [Your] stern words that encourage me to stand up again.” That is the truth of Your love. The music lifts my spirit with its light beat.

You surprised me with a new favorite video “You Are More” by Tenth Avenue North. You used Life With Jesus to introduce me to this reminder that I am more than the choices that I have made because I have been remade. It’s not about what I have done, but about what You have done for me. It’s not about how I feel, but what You felt to forgive me, and how You felt to make me loved.

“All The Way in Your Company” by The Church of Almighty God was so cute, and so me and You. The video story and message is a theme song for us. It is a great theme song for our Walking the Walk journey! I would love to be able to run, but as long as I am walking with You, whether on the Parkway, the ball field, running errands, or the days that will leave me in my bed. If I am with You, I am exactly where I need to be!

You used Hayley again to remind me with “He Has Freed Us” by RedLetters that [You] will carry us through every trial in life, that [Your] love is perfect, and [Your] ways are right. [You] have freed us.

And oh how You continue to amaze me through Hayley even more! When she told me of her song “I Choose Life” by RedLetters after she read my post Choose Life as a theme for this year, I was so excitedly in awe of You! You had used Deuteronomy 30:19-20 to inspire her, myself, and so many others at the same time. I will ever be so grateful for Your bringing Hayley into my life, and for allowing me to hear Caralyn’s podcast on A Jew & A Gentile Walk Into a Bar… Mitzvah. I am eagerly awaiting Hayley’s CD. 🙂

I can’t remember how You brought me to “Sleeping At Last” by Saturn. It’s not even Christian music. But You had me pay attention to the message. “How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.” It was You and me again… more You speaking to me. So I listen… again and again… and again. ❤

So then You give me “Old Church Choir” by Zach Williams. I LOVE this song. You help me get to a place where I put aside all the noise and voices in my head, and just enjoy You! You let me know that when I do that…“There ain’t nothing gonna steal my joy!” Praise Your Holy name! This is definitely a motivating and strengthening song, all wrapped up in a delightful joy! ❤

Lastly, You used Kristi Ann to just steal my heart again. “Still” by Hillary Scott & The Scott Family. How do I never stop falling in love with You!! You know that all I need is to be still and know that You are parting waters, and moving mountains that I don’t even see. All You need is for me to be still.

So this is the playlist You have given me. I love that You think of me, and whisper my name into someone’s ear. I am grateful You give us music. Thank You for renewing music for me! Thank You for reminding me of the weapon it is against the very one who hates me spending that quality time with You. I look forward to whatever You bring my way. As long as You are there… I’m ready.

“Sing unto him a new song; play skilfully with a loud noise.” – Psalm 33:3

“And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.” – Psalm 40:3 

Commands of Praise

That music…
those drums…
those horns…
those stringed instruments…
those perky voices…
it’s all so loud!
And dancing…
in God’s sanctuary!
It’s such a loud
Yet every one
of those things
are commanded of the Lord
in His psalms.
Even the new songs!
So it’s all that God
Lift your holy hands.
Sing! Dance! Shout!

11-9-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Give to God What is His

Give to God what is His.
He made it a loan to you.
He wants to see our faithfulness,
our cheerfulness too.
Honor God in praise
as He so deserves.
He has no pleasure
in being reserved.
Honor one another
as He has us.
Patience, mercy, forgiveness
are just.
Give to God what is His
without His needing to ask.
His pleasures are forever.
His love will always last.

11-4-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)