Speak Memory

It's been awhile. Forgive me . Life seems to get the best of me. I've been reminscing lately. Being here, being in ministry, seems like the underside of reality. Like real life is actually on the flipside of the life we are living. I reread some journals, some prophesies, poems, & stories from the wilderness years. They still hit like lightning in my spirit. God speaks so clearly and to the heart of me, even though this is 10 - 12 years later. I have much to learn, much I still need to have spoken as I dream.

Here are some excerpts from Sinai:



"The ability to question, the ability to take a skeptical position is absolutely central to my unerstanding of myself. It is very important to experience doubt. I think faith without doubt is either just nostalgia, or a kind of addiction." ~Mary Gordon



"Do I actually believe in the death sentance that was proclaimed of me (self) at Salvation's Endowment? Am I trying to tame what needs to die?"



"The only reason judgement exists is for forgiveness. When I know what I am being forgiven of (because of judgement - the law), redemption becomes valuable."



"When God bestows His annointing oil upon you, it will not matter whether they understood your dreams or not."



"As much as music was a part of David's life, as much as he loved it, and as skillful as he was at it ~ it was NOT what he was annointed for. BUT the annointing came as a result of a heart; a heart developed in the pouring out. The release in song."



"Dreams are questionable. Vague & allusive. But should a man, who has been established in reputation as faithful & trustworthy, who dreams a dream be considered quetionable as well? Only a Dreamer recognizes a Dreamer's value and a dream's worth."

"I am a history writer. There is history yet to be written."

"Am I in to win, or just to play?"

"The stronger I feel about something, the more it is loved, the more time, honor and devotion is dedicated to it. We become like what we focus on; where our delight is directed."

I know. It's all simple. It is just hitting me again. I'm so glad He speaks life - it makes it that much easier to die.

Big Picture Friday

Minda asked me to roll her hair in rags! She hasn't ask me in ages.

She was all bouncy to match thes yesterday.

Here she is reading one of her favorite poetry books.

13 can be so fun!

Room With a View

These two mamas and their fawns have walked by our house the last few evenings...
I watch them from my bedroom window.

I never tire of seeing the deer, or watching
the sun rise and set over the mountains to the east & west of us.

It's a Date!

We take Cassia to College Group on Monday nights and then James and I head off for some Crunch and Munch! (We crunch on one another and munch some food)

Today's date consisted of Rockford Coffee (who serve Cafe' Vita coffee, and have an amazing house chai!), and The Naked Noodle for dinner. (don't you feel naughty just saying the name?!!)

We wore our warmest togs, argued over signficant and insignificant issues, ate 'til we felt we would burst and came home more in love than ever.

The End

Seahawks lost today. This was James and Tof's response when the Bears kicked a 50 yrd. field goal in overtime to win the game.

Poor Fellas

Big Picture Friday

We found out this morning what it means to run out of Propane when it is -25 degrees outside. Never having lived in a home heated by propane before, we will chalk this one up to experience, and having experienced it, will not likely be making that mistake again!

Adieu

We had some new friends over to ring in the New Year!

A Little Food

A Little Festivities

A Little Dancin'

A Little Twisted

A LOT of Dishes!

My pipe is out, my glass is dry;

My fire is almost ashes too;

But once again, before you go;

And I prepare to meet the New:

Old year! a parting word that's true,

For we've been comrades, you and I -

I thank God for each day of you;

There! bless you now! Old Year, goodbye!

RW Service

Happy New Year Everyone! I look forward to sharing it with you!