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hope is that thing…

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It is for freedom that Christ sets us free. Galatians 5:1

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Happy Freedom Day!
Gratitude is a vaccine, an antitoxin, and an antiseptic.
– John Henry Jowett

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It’s my sixth Annual Freedom Day
I have reached home
I have stood up against many demons and bullies
I have not settled or compromised
I have won battles against comfort and discomfort
I have done my work – I am whole and healed from the inside out.
I have slain scarcity – I live where wealth and abundance flow.
I stand tall and am walking brave
I go where the boat takes me
God’s hand holds me
My Jesus guides
The spirit glows warm within –
breath by breath
I drive towards the church
excited
and realize how hungry I am
I feel led to trust again
Give all I have this morning
a gift of great gratitude.
To see the salvation of God
is my joy.
I look in my wallet
as I pull into Dunkin’ Donuts drive thru
Do I give this to church?
Then a flash back to 6 years ago
A Dunkin’ Donuts in Woburn, MA
A 100$ bill given in a tip jar of thanks
for my safe deliverance.
and I know this is my place this chilly, wonderful winterful morning.
I order
Then explain to the young girl taking my last 100$
This is my Freedom Day!
Don’t ever settle for less than you are worth!!
The manager and others hurry over to hear more,
to cheer me and say thank you.
I drive away so very happy –
hoping whoever needed that message got it!
Yes, it is Freedom Day!
It is for freedom we have been set free –
Pass it on!!!
xoxo

AL 2/16/14

my new Kentucky home…

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Move in day!!
It’s a very big hairy deal!!! ❤️

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You can watch life. Or actually play life. And only one way wins. – Ann Voskamp

That just calls for repeating!! Did you and I really get that?
One more time…slowly…

You can watch life. Or actually play life. And only one way wins.

So your space won’t look normal, and so your space won’t be comfortable, and so your space won’t be standard or steady or safe. Make your space and play anyway.
You don’t have to know if you have what it takes.
You just have to know that you will take what you’ve been given and make something of that.
Days when you will just have to salvage time planks. Because you don’t get space and time. You get given the materials to make time and space. Days when you will have to make space.
Days when you will have to make your own field — and then go be out standing in it.
– Ann Voskamp
http://www.aholyexperience.com

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not in vain

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I said, “I have labored in vain,
yet surely my cause is with the Lord.”
The Holy One says,
“I will give you as a light to the nations,
that my salvation may reach to the end of the earth.”
—Isaiah 49.4, 6

Beloved,
you do not see your own face,
nor can you hear God’s delight in you.
You can’t hold your work in your hands.
You can’t know the whole tapestry
into which you are woven.
God’s grace works within, unseen.
Go with the mere faith
that you are God’s thread.

No star can guess its place in the heavens,
which are nonetheless glorious.
The Beloved is continually making this world,
saying, “Let there be light:”
and you walk out into the darkness,
and God says, “It is good.”
The miracle rolls on to the end of the earth
until all is mended, all is beautiful,
all is blessed.
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Weather Report

Low lying fog,
with visibility often reduced
so that you cannot see
the good of your life,
dissipating later;
clearer at higher elevations.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net

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when harvest time arrives

by Paulo Coelho

Success does not come from having one’s work recognised by others. It is the fruit of the seed that you lovingly planted.

When harvest time arrives, you can say to yourself: ‘I succeeded.’

You succeeded in gaining respect for your work because you did not work only to survive, but to demonstrate your love for others.

You managed to finish what you began, even though you did not foresee all the traps along the way.
And when your enthusiasm waned because of the difficulties you encountered, you reached for discipline.
And when discipline seemed about to disappear because you were tired, you used your moments of repose to think about what steps you needed to take in the future.

You were not paralysed by the defeats that are inevitable in the lives of those who take risks.
You didn’t sit agonising over what you lost when you had an idea that didn’t work.
You didn’t stop when you experienced moments of glory, because you had not yet reached your goal.

And when you realized that you would have to ask for help, you did not feel humiliated. And when you learned that someone needed help, you showed them all that you had learned, without fearing that you might be revealing secrets or being used by others.

To him who knocks, the door will open.
He who asks will receive.
He who consoles knows that he will be consoled.

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pour out your gifts

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The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn; the bird waits in the egg; and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities. – James Allen

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I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.
– William Penn

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keep letting go…

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Trees
by Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is press’d
Against the sweet earths flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

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Eldorado
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Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

But he grew old—
This knight so bold—
And o’er his heart a shadow
Fell, as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow—
‘Shadow,’ said he,
‘Where can it be—
This land of Eldorado?’

‘Over the Mountains
Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride, boldly ride,’
The shade replied,—
‘If you seek for Eldorado!’

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