Too Much Stuff

We have too much
If what we struggle is trust
As a people of this great nation
we are  excercising the right to wasting
we want so much
never ending cycle of buying
throwing away ha'f 
watching the others crying
commercials of those dying for food
we change the channel ~

Wheres the good
that once stood
on the corner in every street
Old school ways 
 were simple and sweet
people of respect
dignity 
integrity

where have we lost being the light
standing in line prepared to fight
over a tv, a lap top , a radio
while babies in other places  die from mosquitoes
children with no clean water
a daddy abusing his daughter
young kids dying of cancer
girls mistaking a boy for a man
men wanting girls over women
it doesn't end
it goes and continues
with or without us
it continues
on the road of darkness
who is the light~

we have to much
 we are with too much

we need to put the stuff down
look around

touch something real
share a thought 
its a very big deal

become species of kindness

first we recognize the fright , it';s in their eyes
oh yes they put on a big disguise
all tuff and bad and bold
truth is they easy to fold
how is that right, in my age i can see
some unconditional love is needed
but my stuff, they want my stuff ~

we have to much stuff
we are over stimuli zed
life is best when simple
small of places of living
people become more giving~

living hard
creates a cord
we have too much stuff~

im letting go
i want to know
what it is to not have stuff
but to know and be known~

investing in value
of people
in young people
in old people
in all people
people~

we are his delight
we are his heart
but we have to much~

sharing games and digits
never mentioning the secrets
of heaven and all its glory
never ending story
we have too much stuff

Missing the Listening

I have moved out of that place

where someones speaking

 was my right to tweeking

into what the me

 and I, am all about

frustration,

 duh without a doubt!

this class slid in on the down low

took a certain kind of character;

 to give me the show

, you have the learned, now just keep what you earned

quiet, be slow to speak

active listen 

and

 no longer will you just seek

gently sliding in to a place;

 a time, a soul keeps within

their story ,their life

through silence i can feel their fight

let go of my thoughts

 find the color of their eyes 

look pass the human disguise

listen hard , find the tone, see the color

im in in the vibe of your wonder

your voice has become a touch

the pain and hurt you speak of

its sticks, it grinds,

 it over whelms me 

i know the longing of a lonely heart

i spent half my life playing that part~

wait, there I go thinking it's about what i know

slow down,

 find the color and wonder

 and see again

that these experiences ,belong to my friend

i dont relate your pain to mine

you suffered your own time

I am there , imagining the shoes you wore

the life you had

your joys of great memories

and the summers that made you sad

my friend, my friend

The story has been hard, but the story is still being written

there is a happy ending for you it is written

i will hold your hand and see past the common man

i know your armor and i know your heart

this is why our friendship has been set apart

God taught me how to listen,To be your friend , 

too many others are missing the listening

to those whom have moved me into a different place

by sharing with me your hidden face

i am your audience of life, of cheer, of a fellow human right here

i know the ONE whom  Died, The living Christ

and He is  here, He is holding your other Hand

And to sum it up 

that is what the Gospel is in short demand

Love, so that they may know your are mine!!!!!

this is why God gave me the gift to stand by your side

to not turn away , based on the life you claim 

Someone should of stood up and made a point to say "what a crying shame,!!

 that some would throw the book at you in Starbucks domain"

that was public display ;

of the enemy having his way

The Streets that smelled like dryer sheets.

     It is a beautiful November morning here on the East Coast. Fall is displaying her best ! The air is crisp and chilly while the sun shines brightly . I couldn't help myself, despite the cold I just had to go for a walk. The blue skies were calling my name. The freedom of being able to move throughout the neighborhood filled with trees, and squirrels is spiritual food for me.
     I noticed this morning particular smells in the air. Different scents strong in freshness. As I would walk down the street I would encounter two or three different areas where the scents varied and touched each other. It made me stop and breath slow. I wanted that moment to be burned into my memory. It was glorious. The whole moment was complete in timing and experience.
      I found myself searching for the smells. It took about 20 mins and then it hit me . The smell was coming from the dryer vents in people's homes. The smell was a variety of dryer sheets and softeners being blasted into the cold air through an exhaust on a clothes dryer. What a beautiful metaphor for the joy of a Christian.
     When a christian walks in the joy of the Lord it releases a smell into the environment that is so sweet and noticeable in a cold world. May the people that walk by me or  interact with me during my day be attracted to the scent of kindness coming from me. May the people notice the refreshing scent of positive conversation. It is a beautiful morning here on the East Coast and because of dryer sheets I am motivated to reach my highest level of joy and peace in my day today. How about you ??  Will you join me ??

The I am in me

     Recently I have been going through alot of changes regarding my spirit self. I have been encouraged and challenged by God and a few motivational peers to accept and fully love myself. This has been eye opening. I didn't realize how much I was putting myself through the ringer. I have often struggled with standing up for myself and feeling secure in who I have become through Christ. I was speaking to the Lord about this and I had a moment of revelation. 
     My first tormenting question I had in my head growing up and through most of my young life was "Who or what Am I ?" I remember as a child this thought would haunt  me because I had no idea where I came from or why I was here in this place. After I gave my heart to the Lord he starting filling in the missing pieces of that question. I was so relieved and fulfilled when this question stopped haunting me and started defining me. I am a child of the Most High. I am a daughter of the risen king. I am loved and adored by the maker of the universe. Wow! This is awesome. With some time I became more and more comfortable in my new identity. 
     Just the other day as I was speaking to the Lord , I was tempted to once again put myself down and question who I am. After negative comments made to me by family members I was so quick to abandon my place in the kingdom out of insecurities that maybe what these people are saying is true. 
     God said this to me . My name is  "I AM".  When you choose to put that what or who in front of my name you are creating a space and satan will try to fill that space with his ideas. When you say " I hate or dislike who I am" you are taking my name and stealing from it, but when you say things like " I love who I am " or " I like who I am " then you are  joining yourself to me in all it's fullness. What a sneaky enemy we have. That satan would steal away from God's authority by simply having me question who I am... I am who he says I am. Me as a person is me plus him in all his goodness. I am happy. I am well. I am loved. I am confident. I am with self control and patience. I am Julie. ( Notice that this little sentence is more than just sharing or stating my name, It is my name but first it is His Name) Thank you Lord. I shall never use your name to question anything about myself again. I praise you the Great I AM !!! And I am so thankful that when defining myself I first get to state your great name. I am ok. I am successful. I am making an impact. I am here on purpose. I Am free to be me .

God Said "Don't You Remember?"

        I once sat in a church service where a pastor said " It doesn't matter how many past encounters you have had with God, if He is not doing anything in your life now maybe you have just lost your Salvation ." This messed me up big time. In the beginning of my journey with Jesus I was experiencing super natural things. Stuff that just isn't normal. But it was real and it was all God. Everyone stepping out and responding to the voice of God and when the walls fell and we where all standing there with a story, our stories fit together like a lego house. So many people and together we build a house of testimony.
         I reject what that one pastor said that one morning. It is not true to me. God has been asking me if I remember a time back in early , early life where I found the 20 dollars ? I remember. Not only did God move greatly that day, I had total faith that day. 
          There was one weekend when I was young I went to church. This trucker shared the gospel with me. He was intrigued by me. He looked at me so excited to share Jesus with me as if he knew one day I would be on fire for Jesus. I believed him then and I still believe him now.Jesus loves me. 
             Well the first time I prayed to God something really wonderful happened. Me and my best friend went to the mall. Local hang out. We lived right across the street from the mall. I was so embarrassed because I had no money to spend. Our thing was Burger King and arcade. My best friend was becoming more popular than me the older we got. She kept getting prettier and I kept getting dorkier. Just happened that way. On that day she was kinda irritated with me because I had no money. She didn't want to share with me when we ate or went to arcade. I remember feeling really awkward and strange about the feeling I had over this. I prayed. I said God I know your real and this is something maybe i can talk to you about. I believe. And I really did believe. I remember, I was without doubt . I told him what was going on. Well as we went to Burger King , a new chocolate factory had opened up just a few doors down. They were giving away free chocolate covered strawberries. Of course we hurried up over there. Wow these things were good and free ! There was such a large crowd of folks. As the people began to leave I looked down and had noticed a twenty dollar bill on the floor . I picked up and immediately began asking people if they had lost it . No one wanted it. Everyone just kept telling me maybe i should keep it because they didn't loose it. So I stood there with a $20 and in a split second my heart dropped into stomach like I was on a roller coaster. I closed my eyes and said Hello to my Daddy. God had spoke that day to me , showed me supernatural ability. Favor and Grace . It was our first encounter and he left a experience so raw and real that he is using it today to remind me not if I remember his power but can I recall the faith of that day. And my answer to the Lord is yes , but how do I get back there ? I am challenged with fear sometimes and it tries to rob me of my faith. I cannot be in a panic attack worried about the nation, our economy, our food supplies  while believing God for all these things. It is two separate worlds. So i pray.  And the Lord says " Don't you remember Julie, without a doubt,, without a doubt !"  ..... So I push into God these past few days as our government shuts down . Pushing into him to escape the heaviness of living in fear. Perfect love cast out all fear. So I share this as a way to let it out and let it comfort another who might understand this. 

Yes !!!!

   I am with a short attention span. REally. Unless what your talking about is worth while and from the heart I am usually not interested. So, let me get to the point. I celebrate those around me. I admire people. I love spending time watching others. When alone and wondering I am focused on the life around me. I am fascinated to know that I can value you and what you have. I can value you as life itself. I appreciate your thoughts and your gifts. I want you to shine before me. I want more reasons to bow before the Master and Praise Him for his creations are all so beautiful. Do not hold back. Who you are and what your doing matter. They matter to me. I can see and I value the content of your physical reality. I want for you to shine in reflection of who I am. I am in the company of those who are MUCH !!! I am encouraged by the voice of God that echos in the essence of our existence ! Praise HIm that you are rich in character . Hallelujah that you are unique in color. I love the variety of our king. I love being me. I love seeing you. I am a voice that says yes and Amen to who you are in the king.. !!!

Confession

    I am not that good at friendship. Friendship sometimes comes with too many expectations. When we have the joy of spending time with other people that we like we get that rush of new friendship. What happens when people start assuming or putting labels on the other person because of the great feeling of friendship? What do we really owe anyone ? Being friends shouldn't define our behavior it should be a platform for an open heart. Why is that we get our feelings so easily hurt by what others say or do ? My biggest question is why do we automatically assume because we share a great friendship with someone that they should not have any other friendships besides ours? All these questions weigh heavily on me this evening. I am personally going through some challenging friendships and because of my faith in God I am trying to motivate myself to learn all that these experiences have to offer ?! I am seeing alot of things about other people but the real lesson is to learn what is it about me . I am not sure as to what some of my current friendships will bring but I would hope that if anything the people whom have been apart of my life can say that I have pointed them to Jesus instead of me. I have no answers but I know who does. Maybe friendships are not what I have allowed myself to imagine. Those besty moments might be reserved for me and Jesus. Maybe the women in my life that come and go and call me friend are just people placed in my path for reasons I may never know. I am going to keep trusting God and believe that all things will work together for the greater good. And as I continue on my journey and encounter new friendships I hope the Lord will reveal to me one day the things that are happening now. It hurts my heart a little to say I have had to pull myself away a little from someone I do care about, a friend. But what must be done in her heart is something only God can do and sometimes tuff love must be ministered. I pray and believe and hope. That is all I am capable of. I was given the label of being someone's best friend and I failed miserably at it, the kicker of it is that I never even realized I had expectations placed on me. I am a little shy now to be so bold and encounter new people after this odd experience. I need some time to sit back and take a deep breath and let God fill me again with encouragement. 

Simple Truth

 I recently was given the opportunity to return to my home town and have a month long visit. One of the things I did was hang out with my daughter who is now 20 and her fiance. I noticed that the young folks don't use belts anymore. They use shoe strings. It looked so odd to me. A shoe string tied around a young person's waist to hold up their pants . With some effort on my part I became used to seeing my future son n law with a shoe string instead of belt. To my surprise when we visited the mall prior to school starting, I noticed all the kids do this shoe string thing. They even sell the pants with the shoe strings on them. So different than when I was young. When I lived in my late teens , early twenties it was all about big chunky fashion belts. The bigger and chunkier the better. They were heavy and would bust up and poke you.

  I began to think how ironic this simple truth is compared to religion and grace. When I was young trying to find myself and find my faith I was introduced to some religion. Boy did the practice of trying to be perfect and lawful alot like wearing that big chunky belt. It was way to heavy and when I would mess up and fall short the pretty decorations of religion would begin to poke and prod me. It wasn't until now my early forties that I have been relieved of that heaviness. I am now living the simple truth of grace and just like that shoe string it does it's purpose of keeping me up. Simple Truths are just like simple belts. I praise God that the kids now a days look to using a shoe string to hold up their pants. Maybe this practice of simplicity in their lives will help prepare them for the simple act of faith in Jesus. As I pondered this thought I could feel the spirit encouraging me telling me " your revelations will help awaken a new generation from religion to relationship". What a powerful lesson a shoe string has taught me. When sharing faith keep it simple. Keep it Jesus. 

Risen steps

Wake up 

you are dead in your sleep

wake up

your words carry no meaning

wake up 

your possessions are stolen

wake up

your dreams are not above reality

wake up

you haven't discovered you yet

step up

to the plate of discovery

step up

live outside your emotions

step up 

digest more than your own thoughts

step up

do something good

lift up

your head to the sky

lift up

your spirit from the dumps

lift up

your hands to the one

rise up

 in the grace that is already yours

rise up

above the selfishness of your depression

rise up

out of hate and into light

rise up

the spirit in you raised Christ from the grave

wake up from your small minded perception

step up and love the one in the mirror

lift up your own heart to the father

rise up in his grace.

The Grace Practice~

   The grace practice, some might say "what is that"? . We practice things without intent. What ever we find ourselves repeating is something we practice at.  W ether we acknowledge that or not. As grown folks we can tell our kids the reason why we color so good, make doing dishes look so easy is because we have spent years doing it practicing over and over again. We explain this process to our kids to help them understand that one day they too will be a grown up capable of many many things. 
   The hardest thing in my life I had to learn practicing is grace. God's grace released me the moment I said yes to my Savior but still spent so many years in the struggle. Still do in fact but my struggles have changed. I am not where I used to be and that is how this grace works. Changing us into the image of Him. When I allowed myself to practice forgiving myself and receiving his grace in it's fullness something started seriously changing deep within .
      I found myself  in possession of the grace card. I had received it and now I have a big clue on how to give it. I am in a place where I can see people in all their fullness and my first reaction is not hate or judgment . There was a time in my life where that would of been impossible for me. It feels good. I am at ease. I am no longer really dealing with anxiety. I am calm. I am breathing. I am walking in his goodness. It is such a wonderful place to be in. I have been transparent about my life, my past. I have an unusual story. My story is not one full of gold medals an college parties. Yet to be able to share with the world that despite my past , my future is a total different story . My tomorrows are way bigger than my today's. I am capable and successful. I am loved by the King. He has changed my name to Redeemed. Who am I to withhold that same attitude to a fellow human being ? 
    I have always had these opinions . The difference for me is I have started  doing more  than saying. I have people in my life who push me to my limits. We may go through it at times, things get real intense  but regardless of what it was or how bad it got I find it easy to return with open hearts and a clean slate. I am not holding on to stuff anymore.I let it go. It is such an amazing gift to know that God;s grace has loved me right into over flowing . Enough grace covering my life it can overflow into the next person;s life drawing them in and covering them in goodness . God works through his goodness. God doesn't need fear to win people over for the kingdom. God's goodness is what wins the sinner. 
   If you find yourself struggling to give grace, maybe you should do your grace practice. Practice receiving it in your own life and watch yourself change into a grace giver as well. 

Yes, to simple thought

The lips of a stranger
are far too tempting

The bottom of a  bottle
is far too tempting

The greenness of money and smoke
is far too tempting

The easiness of stealing it
is far too tempting

The satisfacation  of tearing someone down
is far too tempting

The less I have to do in being lazy
is far too tempting

The outcome i can control with a lie
is far too tempting

Gossiping 
is far too tempting

In the Flesh these things are true
 I have found The  way to Anew

Jesus~ Is Far too Tempting

Don't say no to the best of the best
just because you don't understand
how Jesus could be better than these things to man ?

i lived in those thoughts before
pot smoking, cursing, thieving , whore
Flesh has no idea how to really be
Flesh is made of dirt
Brown just like the crap  we see

I said yes to the simple thought
God is real and my life he bought
Through the Son,I now have every right
To stand against the drive to  be less in sight

I am seeing passed temptation
 I am now experiencing revelation

The changing of one's mind is a battle to be fought
I know right now your stomach feels weird , maybe in knots

That's Him the one I write of
He is stirring you up preparing you for HIS love

Go ahead and take a leap
either way you go there is something to be reaped
Call on Jesus ask to see his face
then pour yourself out to him hiding none

Keeping it real with the Son 
Begins the process of good 
Things start lining up as they should

its the power of Grace at work for you~
I believe this without a doubt
This is  why folks in church scream and shout

They have seen Him as well
Everyone is excited !
 NO ONE is going to Hell !

Can't you sense the Life waiting for us ?


Jesus is far too tempting~

Spring Time

                                                                

It is the time of year the colors begin to play

According to the calendar it is either April or May

 The grass is poking its tips through the brown

Lots of yellow snow known as pollen floating around

The flowers are curious and the trees are ready

To create life full of color on the steady

Butterflies and birds, deer and bunnies

Light laughter at all the funny

Of watching children run and be free

As they capture, the Blessing of” Just let it be!”

Perfection in its greatest form

Is a spring day that is romantically warm

The sunshine kissing your skin

Feeling the hope grow within

Life is great no matter what

Life is great even when it’s tuff

For these flowers here even have a  fight

It’s called a cold winter’s night

Yet they are always around

The moment spring is present with a sound

Here they come back to be a treat

Gorgeous as ever smelling oh so sweet

This is the time of year to smile and recharge

To purposely live life  large

To breathe in deep

And let it go of all that has caused us to weep

To start over and shine again

And find time for family and friend

Lady Lost in the Dark

Theres a lady lost in the dark

Her trails of taken steps leave no mark

Her hope is gone and her life is dead

she has nothing left except the words she has said

so she says a prayer and asks the Lord for his help

could it be here that her life begins

could it be the Lord who sent me to be her friend

to lift her up and share a smile

to comfort her with a hug just for a little while

to listen to her dreams and help her see

that the Lord is bigger than who she used to be

he has been calling your name trust me life is going to change

grace is the magic glue that holds the past into new

no more crying for you will not continue dying

savior is breathing life into you now

moment by moment day by day

with intent search for the words of the precious son

and all the evil passed  unto you will be undone

he is the redeemer of time

renewing your mind and your circumstance

so go ahead lift your head and begin to dance

in the joy and freedom that is abundantly yours

and start looking for the opening of doors. 

The Son

                             †

To live to die, time is lost in the question why
enter the morning within his glory
know that at the days end, he is still your friend
for it is all the inn be tweens that make it worthwhile
to love, to laugh , to smile
though a time might pass we shed a tear
these too are moments we hold dear
never wish your time away
for a day with breath is a day to pray
thank you Lord for all you’ve done
and most of all thank you God for your son 

Jesus Is A Shop Vac

Jesus Is A Shop Vac  I have two German Shepherds. Big Dogs! I love them dearly . When my husband and I first got married we tried buying the ultimate deluxe  vacuum cleaners that were designed to pick up dog hair. It would come with fancy little attachments and hoses. I was so thrilled by the thought of easy clean up. My dogs shed a lot of hair. Well so be it , the darn things would last maybe 6-9 months , maybe a year if I was lucky. Now after many years of going through vacuums’ I have chosen to only use the good handy dandy shop vac. Wet or dry. Big or small. Whatever it is this thing is going to get up and get it up fast. Best thing is it never gets clogged or full of hair. It is strong and easy.

Omg! How much is  Jesus like a shop vac? 

When we turn to all these little attempts in the flesh to self-help ourselves out of pain or hurt, addiction or hate it is like buying one of those vacuums’ that want to have a bunch of fancy attachments that will only lead to getting clogged up and overwhelmed. Then we move onto the next method of madness, onto the next vac.If we just let it go and go for the big handy dandy shop vac ~ Jesus~ His Grace Is big enough, strong enough, easy enough to suck it all up. Wet or dry it doesn’t matter. Our dirt~ His Grace sucks it up . No processing it through multiple brushes, simply sucked up and contained in his glory.

So if you find yourself trying too many things stop and ask yourself , is this some cheap vacuum ?? If it is you know what to do.. Toss that away. Turn to the ultimate. Turn to Jesus. 

The Grey

Oh oh,, how the Spirit longs for you
How the heart of the Father beats your name
The pursuit of you is far richer than fame
The patience existing for you
is so thick its what you see thru
Thru to the other side
where we find humanity and pride
The thickness is there
because its the air
that allows us to even dare
step outside his will
hard headed and determined still
Lessons learned the hard way
make an impact in our grey
Changing the course of our mind
urging us to be of the gentle kind
Life can hurt, more than bruise
it can make you lay in dirt
wishing to die
when really its not about you and i
seek him and you will see
God has made it easy to be free
stop thinking of you
its so hard to do
step outside your life
outside your strife
outside your me
and look to another and see
how my breath can be of use today
Then the other he attacks with fear
step behind me satan
for Jesus is here
and its okay to reach out and say
i need the pursuit to end
i need my eternal friend
i need the one who longs
i need the one who sings to me his song
i need to stop seeing thru the thick
and start existing in it
to stop with the pride
and to absorb the love deposited inside
to change my grey
to the things that Jesus say
no longer need to lie on the ground
manifestation of the flesh
returning to its form is what i found
returning to God translated wrong thru the senses
had to read my word to tear down those fences
My Friend has come and found me
Jesus has my hand and now these words
Are apart of His plan
to find more than only me, but to find his fish of the sea
Thats you
So do you want the pursuit to end
A new?

Poem for Trayvon Martin

These words are for a boy I never knew

Despite being a stranger my heart grew

My love for him has overgrown faster than any

Is it because his face represents so many

It was you young man and not me

Some say this truth should set me free

You being you could of easily been untrue

It could have been anyone , we don’t have a clue

To have our number called in complete random fashion

To die in some other’s moment of passion

What justice did they do by letting him go

Little of you did they know

Yet so much grace for the one with breath

Forgetting that he   first caused a death

I am sorry for you young man

As long as I live I will have y ou in my heart when I stand

Stand against what wrongs have been done

You Trayvon are also my son

I will never put a hoodie on again

Without first recognizing Zimmerman’s sin

He hated you before he saw your face

If he saw in you what the world does now there would have been no chase

Your mom and Dad is now on my mind

Peace I hope they find

But if they don’t I wont say anything bad

For what happened to you my son is bigger than sad

It was wrong and evil the way you left

You did what was right and tried your best.

The day you joined the Savior’s side

Is also the day a piece of America died. 

Accessories

      Accessories. Woman love accessories.Have you ever been walking down the street and find yourself starring in awe over someone's outfit? Sometimes the outfit itself is so simple but in a world of  accessories simple pops to life. For me personally I prefer only to accessorize with real gold. I don't wear anything except gold. This truth about me intrigues my very own self into digging deeper into my own existence. The existence I have spiritually relating to God. I only wear Gold.? How can this truth be related in the spiritual realm ??

                   Got Me Thinking~

       On a spiritual level, the level in which God and Heaven exist, my soul is the outfit. The basic principal of who I am . My character, my personality. My choices, my actions. So many accessories the world offers for one's soul ! My goodness, the world is the biggest dollar store for fashion accessories of the spirit. But just like the dollar store most of it's stuff is cheap. Breaks easy. We go in there racking up a whole lot of money and time raking in cheap, breakable accessories of our spirit.We spend time chasing the image the world says is "the right one". Everything we try to get is never the one that pops our spirit into life.
        But what if we take the time to choose the right accessories?What if we don't go to the dollar store of life but go to the source of it all , God ? What if we took the time to accessorize ourselves with the very word of God? What if everything we wore was only good ?
           What if we sat down in a space full of good things to choose from and create for ourselves a beautiful piece,  to wear as a token to the beauty of the piece not of ourselves?

   I must admit at this very moment as I write this I am kicking myself in the behind . As someone who will only wear gold, I am surprised at how much junk I allow into my spirit . I won't let junk touch my skin but I sure was bad at letting junk  touch my spirit.

     I want to be the kind of person who gives encouragement. To be encouraged is such a breath of fresh air. God has placed people in my life who are of encouragement. It is  partly due to their words of life that I am able to write this now. I want to be that for you. If you find yourself reading this, then find yourself encouraged ! God loves you and with the right accessories your just a pop away from life and life abundantly !!!. His word is somewhere close to you. Grab it and read it. 

Baby Birds

            Hello. Good Day. One of life's most fascinating features is the simple law of physical and spiritual. All things true in the physical are true in the spiritual. All things true in the spiritual are true in the physical. Once you become familiar with this law recognizing it's territory is simple and easy. Life speaks to us about our spirit and the spiritual world. 
            It is summer here in Va. I have been blessed with two birds nest. One is in the rose bush in the front of my house the other one is in the back yard. Well as I walk too and from my cars the parents of the birds are letting me know I am getting too close. They are the reason I discovered the babies. What a view I had of those tiny little creatures . I walk out the front door and sit on the porch and I have a front row seat of this amazing miracle called life. So one morning I sat and watched . How true is it that our spirits are just like little baby birds. The baby birds are eager to be fed. They sit and lift their heads up and mouths wide open. Sitting there for long periods of time waiting for someone to feed them. Our spirits crave and need to be fed. As people we naturally crave God because he put in the heart of man. We sit and wait to be fed. As people we must first recognize the misconception that the tv is a feeding tool to our children despite the fact it can be a babysitter. We must be feeding the spirit of our children with things of God. Things of nature and organic. Eating and living. Sleeping and playing. We are just like those little birds. All we know is we need something to feed us. What are we allowing to feed our souls, our minds? 
             What are we feeding ourselves ?  Could it be as simple as looking at those tiny little birds and putting myself in that basket at the feet of Jesus and realizing that I too need you to come faithfully and fill me with encouragement and nutrition that one day i can jump from this nest of life and fly to you. Not just flap my wings and make it but to soar and spread out my wings with confidence and grace. 
                I encourage you. Lift your head up high and fly open the mouth of your spirit and let the one who can feed you his nutrition
of Grace and Mercy. You too will soar . Soar upon the strength of whats been given to you. Jesus.