The In Between

Since publishing All or Nothing, I’ve been practicing holding the pose in that ‘in between’ area of life. Walking the ‘fine line’, between all or nothing.

Monday, I was driving to get a haircut and the CD player switched CD’s to a teaching I hadn’t heard in years. I didn’t remember having preacher/teacher CD’s loaded in the player, so I listened while I drove. He was talking about the ‘eventually’s’, and how the dreams in our heart come to pass eventually. It’s always God’s timing and not ours, so therein lies the in between.

I was asked to partake in a new position with one of my jobs, and went through some of the training videos to prepare for it. Then, December rolled around which is the busiest time of year for most, and the training stopped. The new position is just hanging in mid air waiting for the man I work with to pop it back into my court. If the position is meant for me, it’ll come back around, but sometimes God will test our willingness to walk in a different direction.

Show me a direction and I’ll show you a decision has been made.

It’s still warm here in Texas, but I’m keeping an eye on the Hibiscus. It’s sitting outside blooming in December, but will come indoors if the temps drops below 50 degrees Fahrenheit and remain there. This plant has taught me a lot this year and I want to protect it to learn more from it next year. You’d think full bloom would be my favorite part of this plant, but recently it’s been the in between. The bud begins to open then decides to enjoy the space of halfway there.

As you can see my darling, there is beauty in the in between.

More Like Him

Dogs are fabulous creatures, but what makes me smile more often is our cat. His name is Chomby, even though the Vet has him listed as Chungus. When using voice text on my phone, it records his name as Giambi. My daughter and I laughed and call him Giambi sometimes for the heck of it.

This week I watched him everyday just to see if he does this every morning, and he does. As soon as I let him out of his house, he goes straight to the window. This is before food, water, or even the potty box. I found his posture so intriguing and snapped this picture for you. It’s like he can’t wait to see what all is happening in the new day.

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This week, I’ve seen myself doing something similar as Chombs. As soon as I wake up I find a window to look out of, but that wasn’t enough. I wanted to be outside. Yes, it’s hot, and humid, but I’m not willing to let that stop me. The sweet spot outside is found early in the morning. The flowers I planted in March and April aren’t going to care for themselves.

This morning, I noticed the flowers planted in the Vintage Flower cart looked sad. They weren’t getting enough water, or if they were, it was draining right through. I pulled them out and planted them in the shade. The flower cart was empty again. I’ve tried placing it in various places all over the yard, but this time I stood still and waited for the answer to come.

I spotted a bare patch of ground where the birdseed is poured every morning, so I rolled the flower cart there. Immediately I knew the birds would use it as a perch while taking turns eating the seed scattered below. For now, it serves a purpose empty, but we have a purpose to fulfill and empty won’t cut it. We can tap into what we know will fill us back up.

Seeing our cat faceplanted to a window reminds me to be excited for a new day. Let’s strive to be more like him.

Everyday is Orchestrated

‘Take what you have and use it’. That was my first thing in the morning thought. My daughter went to college via Zoom, I went for my walk and that’s where I saw it.

I wasn’t using my meditation app as intended.

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It’s easy to envision mediation as the photo above.

It can be that way, but I enjoy walking and mediating. I’ve been using the free version of the Simple Habits app this year, but mainly for relaxation and sleep. I told myself if I upgraded to a subscription, I could download a mediation to listen to anywhere, anytime, and even while walking.

I rarely take my phone with me on a walk, but today I popped in one earbud, and left the other one out. Barb being Barb wants the best of both worlds. To be able to hear nature while listening to the mediation.

It was surprising how many of them began with, “Find a comfortable position, whether it’s sitting, or lying down.” I was halfway through my walk before finding what I need.

It wasn’t surprising that it was a prayer meditation by Westley West entitled, “Uplifting Morning Prayers”.

It was like being on a movie set where everything was perfectly orchestrated. As I turned the corner onto a straightaway, the clouds began to thin and the sun came streaming through. Stepping onto the street leading up a hill, I felt a light breeze and there was a spring in my step that made the hill less effort.

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By the time I reached my street, I was refreshed, energized and grateful for a new day. That short morning walk helped me realize, my higher power has everyday orchestrated, if I’ll take what I have and use it.

Pray. Wait. Trust.

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In the Details

The light coming through my bedroom windows invite you to come and sit for a bit. Soak up some light. Enjoy this morning moment.

When I bought the clock and heart displayed in Under the Bed, I bought something else.

I told a friend what I bought and he said, “That’s great! You might as well decorate your room in a beach theme”, knowing how much I love the beach, but that wasn’t it. I told him, “Oh no…this pillow will be in my beach house one day.”

He scratched his head at that.

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In my previous post I said, ‘God is in the details.’

He really is. I don’t know your situation. Maybe you are asking Him to pull off something big. God can do big, but He may start out with the small. It took a lot of small steps to get you where you are today, so start with one small thing.

When I cleaned out from under my bed, it was a minor detail that lead to this morning moment.

What is your one small thing?

My daughter is at the beach.

She sent this photo lastnight.

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She has no idea I bought the pillow. (Until she reads this) It is now my screensaver on my phone and the header of this blogsite. Planting seeds.

My daughter knows my heart and so does God. It’s the timetable of the unknown that gets us. All He asks of us is to believe and leave the rest to Him.

I believe the pillow and photo will meet. I don’t know the specifics, but God is in the details.

It’s That Simple

My daughter and I keep our bath towels in a wooden, tower cubicle. I used to roll the towels thinking that was the best way for them to fit.

It bothered me the way they looked.

Zero Zen.

Today, I washed towels and linens.

As I was getting the towels out of the dryer, I paused before rolling. It was like God wanted to show me a better way. I began folding them in a square.

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I slid them into the opening and have never seen a more perfect fit! I smiled at how smart God is.

Are you wondering where God is?

Let me assure you, He’s everywhere.

Even in folding towels. It’s that simple.

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.

Worth the Fight

A form of letting go is to ‘let it be.’

To breathe in the early morning was to sit on the front porch with coffee and watch the birds feed from the bird feeder. Now my yard is still and quiet.

The bird feeder sits on the floor by the back door. The squirrels took the joy out of having a feeder. They are relentless in their pursuit of free food.

I was spending time and brain cells trying to out maneuver them, but this time darling, I knew to let go. The battle wasn’t worth the fight.

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Then I saw a battle that needed a fight.

My daughter had a rough week with anxiety and depression. She was able to work through it, but it hurts my heart watching her have to.

God spoke to me during my battle with the squirrels. It was like He said, “Hey Barb. What would happen if you put as much energy into praying for your daughter as you are battling these squirrels? I’ll take care of the birds.” (Matt. 6:26)

God got my attention.

The yard is still and quiet.

The bird feeder sits by the back door.

Pick your battles. Choose what’s worth the fight.

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 who 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 in my path. I grabbed it and walk it inside.

I do the same thing at the grocery store.

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 prepared for big.

A lot of small steps lead to big, and a better life may be disguised as the shopping cart.

To Be Kind

I’ve been reading about being kind.

That may sound silly, but I want to go beyond nice, and be consistently kind. We can be nice, but that can be turned on and off. To be kind is deciding to do more. To be thoughtful and give from our hearts.

A Side-step

I’m beginning to believe ‘goals’ are overrated. This thought is surprising considering I used to assist people in achieving their goals. That was my goal.

For 25 years I was goal driven, and climbed the ladder of what is called success, but I was miserable.

I let go of worldly success to go in search of heart-filled happiness. Goal complete.

Don’t expect any credit for being kind, but you might get caught in the act. You can read Matthew 6, and see what God says about doing good deeds.

They are to be done quietly and with no praise.

Caught in the Act

I was walking through a parking lot, making my way to a small Craft Fair. Walking by a row of parked cars, a gas cap to one of the cars was hanging open. I reached down, put the plug in, closed the small door, and continued walking.

While talking with one of the Artisans at the fair, I suddenly felt a tiny tap on my shoulder. Turning around I was faced with an elderly lady that was very excited! She said, “Thank you for closing our gas tank!” I had no idea anyone was in the car!

I smiled as I stood there a minute, caught completely off guard. Then hugged her tight and told her, “You are most welcome my lovely!”

Thank you for your time.

Pondering the upcoming year, I haven’t pulled out my journal to make a new list of goals. My heart is content replacing the word ‘goals’ with ‘intentions’.

Thank you *Donna for the inspiration to be consciously kind. You did this for a year, and I’m following your lead. Its an action to impact people’s lives. A good start is when we can decide to be kind.

*Donna Cameron. “A Year of Living Kindly.”