Left the City and Went to Town

Reblogged from founditonapostednote:

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Left the city,

went to town,

you came back,

but I was gone.

Thinking about Hood County (Granbury) and the tornado outbreak that affected this sweet, sweet, God-fearing and loving community.

Saturday Morning

Saturday Morning Essentials: if you have to leave home without them, make sure you go somewhere to get them.

Spiritual Rhythm

Now that I am here, I will never know another way.

Timing is so important. If you are going to be successful in dance, you must be able to respond to rhythm and timing. It’s the same in the Spirit. People who don’t understand God’s timing can become spiritually spastic, trying to make the right things happen at the wrong time. They don’t get His rhythm – and everyone can tell they are out of step. They birth things prematurely, threatening the very lives of their God-given dreams.

-T. D. Jakes

When Light Breaks Through

Pulled from everything you know

tossed to a cold and unforgiving earth

 buried beneath the depths of endless

pain

as  vengeful abandonment courses through

your veins

during the darkest hour,

when betrayal pervades,

a sudden light breaks,

and you are saved

it will bring you to

 your knees

it will find a way

to take your breath

away.

happiness unleashes

the beauty of a moment,

life unfolds

surrounds and swallows you whole

Inspiration Friday

 

 

Found this  post-it note in a boy’s room at a homeless youth shelter.  It was posted right above his desk area.  

 

Step out of your comfort zone to inspire and encourage others. 

 

Because sometimes it will–exactly where it is supposed to– stick.

 

The Story of You

You gave me a few pages, paragraphs that sometimes meant something at some points; I can’t seem to remember.

I let go.  Your chapter ended.

–The unkept memory of you, the faded writings of our past–

I move on from the sentiment.

And I feel renewed.

My present is fresh. My future is bold.

I saw through a different lens.

Your dirty window was a pristine memory that I could create.

I was searching for a way out. A way to get back to where I remembered I would be.

It may not have been over.

 But I let go

so my book would not finish.

We could have had some thing that meant something sometimes. For the sake of comfort– your perpetual cure.

And I could have held on.

But I was meant for more.

Free from Yesterday

Thinking about the past, and I know I don’t belong there.  I wouldn’t trade where I am now for a year ago today.  I wouldn’t replace all that these six months have taught me, have allowed me to experience, for the comfort of yesterday. For the comfort of where I was. 

I was told to come up for air.  Not all of us do.  But I did.  I feel awake, and I feel free.  

I don’t belong where I used to be.   Maybe you do.  But that’s  not for me.

Start Praising

During the silence, when everything seems at a standstill, God is working.

After all the prayers, when you have rested your case, God is working.

So you do not stop. You do not wait.  You keep believing.

You start praising.

Because it is somewhere in between the point where your knees are raw, your hands hurt from clutching so hard, and where you are almost blind with Faith that He will deliver. And it will be something you never imagined.

It will be a miracle.

Three Things

My favorite kinds of Sundays are those I spend worrying about the week ahead of me.

Just kidding.

No lie–that used to be my Sunday ritual. I was easier for me to mourn the passing of the weekend than celebrate the week ahead. That seemed more logical. But I have since learned that to rely entirely on logic would mean that I would want to live an ordinary life with ordinary, logical results. Because I have big dreams, big Faith, and big expectations, logic is contrary to the life I want to live. It’s actually terribly inconvenient for me to rely on logic. And I really don’t have time for inconvience.

If you are like me, if you are trying to pursue an unordinary life, you are always on the quest for wisdom, advice, or inspirations that will continue to ignite your flame. Here are three things that I want to share to keep you focused on being postive and prepared for your weekly celebration (formerly known as your weekend funeral):

1. Strengthen Your Soul. With a reality check. Watch the video below on “pain management.” Pain management is releative. It could be relationship pain, physical pain. work pain, financial pain, etc. This message will help correct and focus your perspective for the week. And all the while, remeber that “though outwardly we are wasting away, inwardly we are being renewed everday.”

2. Strengthen your body: Do quick workouts when you have a few minutes–even at work. My main focus is fighting flabby arms. I do not have them. Yet. Here is a great bat-wing-correction video:

Or these: http://www.prevention.com/fitness/yoga/yoga-and-abs-exercises-flatten-your-abs-yoga

3. Strengthen your immunity with Native American herbal tea. Instead of going for stale afternoon coffee that’s been burning in the breakroom since you got your AM cup, this Nuwati Herbals Aztec Warrior tea is a nice alternative. This stuff delivers a burst of energy. It has fancy things like Goji berries, Ginkgo, and all the cool stuff that is rich in antioxidants. Enjoy!