MKMMA Wk. 17 ~ Not Much to Say Tonight.

Not sure why, but I am drawing a blank for amazing things to talk about or amazing things to say.

I’ve had so much going on the last several weeks that I’m thinking of that quote, “Stop the World, I want to Get Off!”  All of those days have been the stuff of which life is made.  Nothing too dramatic.  Just full days, full house, full heart, empty think tank.  So I will just start writing.  That’s what writer’s do when they draw a blank.

I do have an empty Piggy-bed since my Winnie left us.***  Perhaps I am just getting my first real time alone today to think about that.  But maybe just on overload.

I think I need a white sandy beach, spray-filled winds, hair whipping around, salty air, palm trees waving, frothy crashing waves that beat on the rocks, gulls flying and turtledoves chortling around my mat.   Nothing else can be heard.  Solitude. My mind and my self are becoming intoxicated with peace and joy.

There.  It is several minutes later and I feel better.  Those images that I saw as I closed my eyes are healing and also part of my DMP.  This Fall, after my book is published, I am going to find me a place just like that.  I look forward to that reward.

DMP’s are good for dreaming and casting the net of faith and promise.  Of knowing I am on the way, becoming INTO progressively, my DMP.  That’s cool.

Have an awesome week and take time out to vision your ‘reward’ you  have written into your DMP/POA.   Such an encouragement!

Many blessings, successes and joys be yours!

*** Winnie my Darling Piggie  (click to read)

“Cannot I speak with the same music to His children?” Wk 7

Yes.  Yes.  And YES!

I can and I will speak, sing, discuss, share, write and live His music to the world for the blessing of those to whom I come in contact.

This includes bringing pots of soup to sick neighbours,  visiting those in hospital, calling the shut ins, singing wherever it can bless.  BE there for the comfort and care of those who are longing for and needy of that.

There are hundreds of ways to bless folks.  A smile, a hug, picking up something that was dropped and handing it to the owner.  Giving a ride, a backrub, a meal. Holding someone who is near their death.  Grieving with people who are grieving. Laughing your head off with someone at a joke, or a true story that is just too funny. Praying with folks.  Reading to them.

It’s just awesome HOW meaningful these small gestures are to folks who are longing for just a touch of care and love.

A little boy was in bed for the night when the storm outside raged, branches blew against the window, lightning flashed and thunder crashed.   He got up and went downstairs where his mother comforted him and as he went back up to bed, she said, “Don’t be afraid son, God is with you.”   He was unable to settle as the storm continued.   Much later, still not sleeping and frightened, he called his mom.  He told her, “I know you said God was with me, but sometimes I need someone with skin on.”

Sometimes people need US.  US.  We who can offer ourselves to bring help and cheer.  Let your light shine.  BE God with skin on to those who need His touch.  They will know you and Him better.

May each of my readers hear His music, and share it everywhere.

ps.  (Below) Georgie had misbehaved and was having a time out.  Lila chose to sit quietly with him through his punishment.  Now that is ‘coming alongside a fellow in support!”