A Mustard Seed

I went to a Farmer’s Market Friday.

There was a lady there selling handmade necklaces and mosaic dinnerware. Out of all the necklaces on display, this one spoke to me.

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It’s a mustard seed.

I smiled, paid the lady and brought it home. I haven’t worn it yet, but surely will.

What’s funny is I have it laying on my bedside table and just seeing it reminds me of faith.

It’s easy to lose our faith, or maybe it shrinks to the size of this seed. Even if our faith is that small, we can still move mountains. (Matt 17:20)

Faith is trusting God without knowing why.

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Even if it’s the size of a mustard seed.

Cookies and Chemex

I’m getting the hang of this emptying nest.

My daughter has not been home this week. She has a friend visiting and they’re spending time together.

She texted me yesterday before they came by for a visit. It was nice to see them and be included in her life, but it wasn’t sad to see them leave. We do life together, but we have also acquired our own lives.

Today was yet another milestone.

My daughter and I love these little seasonal cookies made by Pillsbury. Yes, they are pure sugar and yes, they are made by a machine, but we cook and eat real food, so this is our splurge.

As I was pondering my choices for breakfast, I remembered the Easter cookies unopened in the fridge. I took one look at the doggos and said, “We’re having cookies and Chemex.”

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I know they’re gross, but we love them.

This was a fine way to begin the day of this emptying nest. Cookies and Chemex.

The Shopping Cart

I want God to do big things in my life.

He has done many big things for me over the years, but the big things are easy to notice. It’s the small, everyday things I tend to take for granted.

Over my life, I’ve listened to a lot of Joyce Meyer teachings. Her words stick with me. She is the only person that can yell and make me feel better!

Early in Joyce’s ministry, God prompted her to put her grocery cart back in it’s designated area after shopping. This seems so small, but to God it’s big.

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It’s simple obedience.

I’ve stopped at this local store twice this week. Both times there was a shopping cart sitting on the sidewalk of the store. I grabbed it and walk it inside.

I do the same thing at the grocery store. Put my cart up and have even gone all anal and straightened the jumbled rows of carts in the cart return.

Maybe that’s make it easier on the next person.

Thank you God for keeping an eye on me with the little things. God begins small and gradually builds from there. We have to be ready for big.

A lot of small steps, (tests) lead to big.

This may be disguised as the shopping cart.

Change Your Mind

My darling. It’s okay to change your mind.

It’s okay to change your mind as often as you like, but I must warn you. If you continually change your mind, the world around you will change.

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There is a vine that grows along our fence.

My daughter loves it, but it doesn’t bloom.

It’s just lush and green. This is the year of the bloom, so this vine bothers me. I couldn’t just let it be a non blooming vine, so here is how I tried to help it!

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I planted a blooming vine beside it. 🙂

My grand idea was…the bloomer would intertwine with the non bloomer and give the illusion that it blooms. Pretty smart huh? Nah..I never overthink.

I kept an eye on the blooming vine and noticed it wasn’t happy. It was growing but not grabbing the fence. It’s tendrils would just droop forward, away from the fence like it was having a little rebellion.

So, I dug it up and moved it down the fence.

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I changed my mind. It didn’t need my help, but it did need it’s own space to grow and  bloom.

The next morning I walked out on my porch, looked at the vine and realized it was clinging to the fence. At some point during the night, it stood up straight and began making itself at home.

There is no part of your life written in stone.

Are there changes you wish to see?

Your life will change my lovely, once you change your mind.

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Bloom where you are planted. If you’re not, then move.

Feel the Music

Stop trying to figure everything out my darling.

There’s so much of your story that is yet to unfold.

You’ve just got to believe the story is so far from over. So, hold onto every promise God has made to us. And watch this glorious unfolding.

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This song came on the radio and took me back years ago. I was visiting a church and the worship band played it. Within no time I was jumping up and down singing and praising God.

You just wake up one morning and realize, today is the day. Then everyday becomes THE day. To move forth in the dreams God placed on your heart.

Today is that day my lovelies. xx

These Two Jars

A couple of weeks ago, I went to the beach.

From that short, little trip, I brought home a ton of fresh inspiration, and these two jars.

They were sitting outside of a little ‘hidden treasure shop.’ That is my way of describing junk stores. 🙂

It was love at first sight, and the price was right! (Hah! That rhymed! The extent of my poetry skills.)

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Aren’t they darling?

I had a couple of ideas about using them, but if nothing else, they would remind me of the beach.

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The small one sits on the coffee bar. Maybe it will be used for coffee beans, but it’s a little large for a pound of beans. I’m thinking cookies instead.

The large jar is sitting on the coffee table.

My big idea last week was to make it into a gratitude jar. Oh yes lovely. To write down something you’re grateful for everyday and drop it in the jar.

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I even went all anal and cut out pretty pieces of paper to write on, but then I had this vision.

What if my neighbor came by for a visit?

She would notice this large jar with pieces of paper in it and I would refer to it as a gratitude jar.

If she stopped by a few months from now, the jar would probably be half full, or more. That would be impressive, right? Looking at it today with just a few pieces of paper laying on the bottom, I would feel led to tell her it is something new.

Implementing something new starts small.

Either scenario feels embarrassing for both of us.

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I’ll find an old shoe box to use instead and keep jotting something down each day. It will be interesting at the end of the year to go though the slips of paper and read what I was grateful for.

There is a better purpose for these two jars.