Friday, March 11, 2011

Friday 3/11/11 - "TUG OF WAR"





TUG-OF-WAR

It was war. One person was willing to lose much - financial stability, companionship, deep love from another - all for the sake of doing what they wanted to do. The other was just as willing to give up most precious things in their life for the sake of demanding the other not do them. As hard as one dug in with insistence that it go their way, just as hard did the other dig in that it go theirs. The intensity of this battle of wills grew till it reached an impasse that neither was able or willing to break. The tug of war between them was futile, exhausting and certain to produce no victors.

When the time was ripe, in an act of grace, God finally whispered in the spirit of one of them, "Just let go of the rope. The moment you let go of the rope everything will fall, the entire situation will simply collapse, blow away like dust on the wind, disappear. When all finally settles, only My Will shall remain."

In that moment of clarity a feeling of intense relief, peace, and serenity blossomed. There was a knowing that truth had been revealed and all would be well. Deeper insights would be found as it was pondered in the heart. The war had ceased to exist.

God alone has all power and God's Will is perfect. All that's necessary is to let go of pride and ego and allow God full reign.

Prayer Girl

Friday, December 24, 2010

Saturday 12/25/10 - "MERRY CHRISTMAS #3"




"MERRY CHRISTMAS #3"





"LAYING"
IN WAIT





FOR ALL
THAT




CHRISTMAS
"IS"





Prayer Girl

(Photo credit:
Jingle Bells by Jodi Esplin-Kodak picture of the day
Decorating by Dawn Sanders-Kodak picture of the day
Noel by Virginia Leone-Kodak picture of the day
the birth of Christ)

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Thursday 12/23/10 - "MERRY CHRISTMAS #2"



"MERRY CHRISTMAS #2"



BREATH IN GOD
BREATH OUT ANXIETY




BREATH IN GOD
BREATH OUT NEGATIVITY





BREATH IN GOD
BREATH OUT FEAR





BREATH IN HOPE
BREATH IN PEACE
BREATH IN LOVE

BREATH IN JOY




Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:

The Red Shed by Nancy Harker - Kodak picture of the day

Heavenly Skies by ShunMiya

Nativity by DarthMater@deviantart.com

Beside Still Waters by silendriel@deviantart.com)

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Saturday 12/18/10 - "Merry Christmas #1" - Six Word Saturday




SIX WORD SATURDAY

MERRY CHRISTMAS #1






PATIENTLY, PERSISTENTLY




PRACTICING




PRAYER




PRODUCES


PEACE


A first Merry Christmas wish for you from -
Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
Christmas tree by dreamingindigital@deviantart.com
Little Angel girl Praying by Fortunia@deviantart.com
Young Monk by Colin Trebble-Kodak picture of the day
Sun Run by Alishia Osborn-Kodak picture of the day
A Cozy Christmas by mchasesteely@deviantart.com)


Thursday, October 21, 2010

Thursday 10/21/10 - "DIRTY LAUNDRY"

"DIRTY LAUNDRY"

From the beginning of my blog my intention was to carry a message of hope. I wanted to share with others what I learned when I thought I was hopeless. When I hit my bottom in alcoholism I felt I was beyond all help and all possibility of saving. I discovered at that time a little seed of hope I didn't know was possible to have, buried within me, and it brought me through that horrific time.

The hope I discovered in me when God intervened and saved me from my alcoholism has remained with me these 25 years since I got sober. I have been through many difficult times in those years and many wonderful, beautiful times as well.

There are times when our "dirty laundry" overflows the basket of our life. I was taught as a child not to "air the family's dirty laundry". I believe it is very important to air our dirty laundry with trusted friends and helpers God puts in our lives. I think that the adage to not air our laundry "in public" is spiritually sound. It is my belief that if we air our troubles publicly it can interfere with whatever God's will for the situation and those involved in it is.

Right now my dirty laundry basket is overflowing and God is telling me to be very cautious about blogging. First of all, I wish for my blog, if it continues, to be that message of hope in a world where so many experience hopelessness. Second, I do not wish my laundry to spill out publicly and spoil God's plan, whatever that may be.

I may stop blogging for a while. I may stop blogging forever. I am turning this decision over to God. In all things, even when I am filled with fear and anxiety, I try to listen for that still small voice that leads and directs me. That voice is why I posted a Theme Thursday blog last night and about an hour later took it down. This was the blog I needed to post instead.

I need your prayers. Those I love need your prayers.

Till whenever......

Prayer Girl



Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Wednesday 10/20/10 - "REFRESHING" - Wordless Wednesday



WORDLESS WEDNESDAY


"REFRESHING"
























Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
Jack by Davona Douglass@deviantart.com
Wind by Matthew Cooke@deviantart.com
funny dogs
upside-down
Wind Soul by mOthyyku@deviantart.com
)

Monday, October 18, 2010

Tuesday 10/19/10 - "THE MOMENT" - A Magpie Tale



A
MAGPIE TALE

(Magpie Tales are hostessed by Willow. Click here to read more.)






"THE MOMENT"




She had hidden herself in this quiet, solitary place, alone with only the rhythmic breathing and occasional whinnying of her pony, Morning Glory. Her sister hadn't seen her slip into the barn. She lay in the hay looking up at the sole source of light drifting into the cool, dark barn through the opening of the upper portion of the door.


The smell of decaying leaves under the trees outside the door drifted in on the beams of light. It was a light, musty, fruity, earthy, hard to describe smell. She inhaled more deeply, closed her eyes and imagined seeing those dying leaves lying there beneath the bare branches. Only three short months ago she had been swinging endlessly from a rope swing made by her dad that depended from those very branches.

Suddenly she had a moment she could only describe to herself as magical, holy or supernatural. She was frozen in time, crystallized in an infinite instant of time; the smell and sight of the leaves whirling about with the summer leaves surrounding the rope swing and the sunbeams shining in to light up the darkness. This moment would remain vivid in her soul forever.

Prayer Girl