God, Present Moment, Small Town Charm, When she became the fire

Praise Him Anyway

I have done a lot of things that make me look like an idiot. Probably one of my all time favorites was when I would praise and worship God on a pier.

I woke up this morning, snagged a cup of Joe, and stepped outside. I love to stand on my front porch, feel the cool breeze (for now), and just soak in the moment. The sun breaks through these two ginormous oak trees right in front of me. It’s like God’s way of saying, “Good Morning.” I walked inside, flipped on the stereo, and stepped back outside.

This moment brought back memories of McDade.

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This pier is where I stood and worshiped God. This picture was taken on a crisp, and frosty morning, but that didn’t stop me from going down there. I still remember the warmth of my feet, breaking through the frost, as I jumped up and down, and danced around. That pier was completely thawed by the time I was done, and so was my heart.

The wooden spool is where I sat my coffee, and laid my phone, which was playing the music to worship Him. I miss that pier. My heart was longing for that feeling this morning, but all I have now is a front porch. Plus, there is a road in front of my house!

I still live out in the country, but since we moved to this little farmhouse in Dale, I haven’t enjoyed that outside ‘praise and worship’ moment. This morning, I could feel, and hear the music coming through the screen door, as I stood on the porch. Instinctively, my feet started bouncing to the beat because guess what song was playing?

Yep. It was the one I shared yesterday in our Feel the Music series. I sat my coffee down, and raised my arms high in the air, and sang along with Tenth Avenue North, “I have this hope…”  The feeling that came over my body, was like a drug!

My heart began to swell, and it felt like mild electrical waves flushing through my veins. I had goosebumps from head to toe, and it’s just the most exhilarating feeling ever!

I heard a car coming, so I withdrew. It was the same feeling when I would hear a car coming down the driveway in McDade. I lived on 40 acres, so the only car that drove by was my landlord. He was probably thinking, “We really need to size her up for a little white jacket that ties in the back.” What would this person coming down the road think, if they saw me dancing around my porch? In my pajamas no less!

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This is a picture of my daughter taken in McDade. She is gazing out the window, on a rainy day, looking at the pier. That is how we treat God sometimes. We can feel in our heart what He wants us to do, but let’s just stand here a minute and think about it.

The Bible is full of stories where God asked followers to do things that made them look like idiots. My favorite is Noah. I just love his heart! Let’s build an ark, and wait for the rain. The people in this town already shake their heads at me. It wouldn’t surprise them at all to see me building an Ark in my front yard. I say, “Let them think”.

They know I’m a writer that lives with my daughter. I wear pajamas way too late in the day. Sometimes the entire day. I had Breast Cancer and walked around bald-headed last year, but….”She’s always happy.” They know what they see, but you can’t see God.

You have to feel Him.

Is God prompting you to do something that will make you look like an idiot? That’s a good sign. Do it! The irony of all this is…My landlord is a custom cabinet maker. He works with wood, so all the wood suppliers know where I live. I have a large cattle gate on the side yard, so I look forward to the day the wood supplier pulls up, and I can say, “Back it in boys!”

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Moving On, Present Moment, Quality of life, Small Town Charm

Noticing the Nuances

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My daughter, and I went to the Fourth of July celebration lastnight, in our tiny town. It was quaint, and sweet. It was enough walking through town, and soaking up the stares from strangers. My daughter, as you know is stunning, and today, so am I. She tied a flag scarf around my bald head, so I’m sure we were a sight! It was all good until I heard that song.

Standing in front of an old schoolhouse, in the midst of the crowd, I heard Luke Bryan singing this song from a few years ago. I used to love Luke Bryan, but he lost me after, “That’s My Kinda Night.” My daughter was standing beside me, and she immediately noticed the change in my demeanor. She said, “Remember when you used to love Luke Bryan?”

My body froze, and my head dropped when I heard that song. It brought back memories of when I left my marriage of 25 years, and moved to nothingness with my daughter in tow. I’m sure my friends thought I had lost it, leaving the security of what I had always known. That first year, on our own, was such a season of learning. Of unbecoming who I’d become.

When I started this Blog, it was to share my experience, strength, and hope with others. I would take a life lesson, and share how it impacted my life today. Staying above the water line with it, being careful not to go too deep, and reveal to much about me personally. Walking through this Breast Cancer Journey is causing me to burst out of my cocoon.

There was a man in my life that is borderline genius. We both have the gift of writing, except he was able to utilize smart people words. One of his favorite words was ‘Nuances’. I never could wrap my mind around the full meaning of that word, until today. Noticing the nuances of life. One of his favorite quotes was, “The only constant in life is change.”

That man is no longer a part of my life, so it’s ironic that I am still learning from him.

My soul has healed enough to share many personal lessons with you. I believe people come into our lives for a reason, and sometimes, only a season. I am sitting in a circle of healing.

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Barbara is a Writer, Certified Letting Go Coach, and Mom to her 16-year-old daughter. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name that stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. She found out in March of this year that she has Breast Cancer. Going through Chemo, and believing God for a miracle is where she stands. Her life is beautiful, and an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com

 

Quality of life, Small Town Charm

Chill Your Grind

Walking into small, local businesses makes my heart happy. I receive immediate gratification walking into someone else’s dream. Home schooling my teenage Princess, we yell “Field Trip’ at least once a week and go in search of some local goodness.

290outsideThis morning took us to Giddings, TX wanting to find somewhere quaint for breakfast. Highway 290 runs straight through Giddings where we found 290 Grind. This was the most serene and peaceful place I’ve walked into in a long time.

Clean, simple lines, wood floors and ceiling and every table held a story from the past. Each table was beautifully unique, but all the chairs were solid wood with a black finish which gave them something in common.

Unlike a lot of coffee shops I’ve been in, this one didn’t fall into the “Can I display my stuff here?” The owner of this establishment is staying true to their dream. Giving us a place to sit down and enjoy a cup of coffee and delicious food in an uncluttered atmosphere. 290boardThe first thing I noticed, standing at the counter to order, was the chalkboard menu. We see these often but this one was simply perfection! Just another clue of attention to detail they aspire toward.

290chairsStepping into the dining area, I spotted these magnificent chairs and small table nestled up front with a view. This area is beckoning for two people to enjoy some coffee, one another’s company and people watch all at the same time. Does life get any better than that?

Heading back home I ran into a lady that I hadn’t seen in a while. She recognized me as the Letitgocoach and shared how busy she has been. She went on to imply as long as she’s busy, she doesn’t have to change. I smiled and invited her to connect with me when ready. Taking time to sit with yourself is how you get to know yourself. Some people avoid it, but it’s the best way to become the best you can be.

If you need a simply fabulous place to reconnect with yourself or other’s I highly recommend 290 Grind. Maybe those two inviting looking chairs aren’t for two after all. One could be for you, while the other could be waiting for the new and improved you.

 

Small Town Charm

For the Love of Katy House

The love of and within a good home. That is The Katy House. Standing tall on the corner of Ramona Street in Smithville, TX, this Bed and Breakfast draws you in. It welcomes you to take a closer look and soak up the love within these walls. Many people have made lasting memories here, including me. Bruce and Sallie poured their heart and souls into this house and it poured out on everyone who entered. They had enough love to fill this house.

katyhouseNow it’s Stu and Linda Leibowitz turn. Bruce and Sallie sold the Inn to move onto the next chapter in their lives. I had the pleasure of meeting them this Valentine’s Day weekend and they are perfect for Katy House. To witness a couple so grounded in their element brings joy to my life and many others. God sent the right Innkeepers to take the keys to this Inn.

signEvery Inn has their trademark and Katy House has a sign similar to this in every guest room. It was Sallie’s rule to live by and she shared it. As long as Bruce and she have been married I’m thinking she knows her stuff. Thank you Sallie.

The new Innkeepers are making little tweaks to the Inn. Not to harm the integrity but to put their hand print on it in various places. You know how much I love bling, so of course, this caught my eye immediately upon entering! The love of a good chandelier. bling1

I’m not positive this was intentional but, this Mama has so much bling, they didn’t install all the candelabra’s! I’m guessing everything at Katy House is done with charming intent, so they chose not to blind their guests upon arrival. However, handing out sunglasses as you enter would be kinda fun. staircase

Junior bling is stationed in the foyer. I love this old staircase. Wow, If it could talk! Simple elegance abounds in this B&B. I wonder how many brides have walked down? How many toddlers learned to navigate wooden stairs here? I bet they still creak in the same spots.

IMG_20150214_162202879All of the rooms are uniquely inviting. They have Texas charm, starched, white and quilted. One of my favorites is The Tower. It stands alone behind the main house and the first time I went up the stairs, they were frozen. The stairs may have been solid, cold and rigid, but once inside the warmth envelopes you like an old friend.

I noticed this pillow immediately upon entering Katy Tower this weekend. Maybe this is a Linda fingerprint because I don’t remember it when Sallie was here. It’s one of my favorite sayings, so much so it has its own Blog written.

Thank you Bruce and Sallie for giving us The Katy House to fall in love with and within. Thank you Stu and Linda for keeping it there.