Lord,
Everything in my body is going to need you today. Doctor today. I’m scared, but courageous. I’m going to need your strength to be slow to anger, to listen, to take advice of counsel. I’m going to need You more than my own will. Cover me with your prayers. Thank you.
Jesus
Help me
Be submissive
And subservient
To Your call
You’ve equipped me
To conquer
What I fear
With Your assistance
It will be accomplished
Trust You
And not
My own
Selfish desire
Love yourself and one another
Thankful today for all your love and support. It never ceases. Thank you.
How may I pray for you today, love you or support you?
So many in this world need prayers, so I’m sending mine out. When I focus on others, and get out of self I’m much more grateful and happy. Hugs my friends.
Love yourself and each other
Regine
Lord,
These notes are a weekly occurrence it seems. The fog comes and goes. Half the time I don’t know what day it is anymore. I have to be intentional about being in the here and now. Comparison really is my thief of joy these days. I question if I’m making you proud. Making you glad to call me Yours. I got a package the other day filled with cards, and one specifically got my attention. Let me say, it hit a nerve. It said something like the struggle builds strength. Well, four words have stuck in my crawl. It’s something I needed to hear, see and read. It’s been the season of struggle. The least I can hope for is strength. Strength for what I don’t know yet. I’m in a season of blissful ignorance. I don’t know how else to put it honestly. So as I strap weights on my ankles, Lord, lift the weight off my heart. It feels like I could make a book off my letters to you.
Love yourself and one another
Blue collar blood
White collar dreams
Oyster stew
On the table
With saltines
Dreaming of caviar
And champagne
John Deere
And weeds
As tall as
My knees
Teach so much more
Than yachts on
The high seas
St. Tropez
May be
The desire
But the pond
Is my reality
Today
Dream away
Let them soar
Follow
The star
Of your soul
As you remember
Your penchant
To shine
Like the thirty carat
Diamond
That demands respects
And commands
Attention
Worthy
And deserving
Of your love
Is who
I will always be
Because I’m Yours
And you
Are
Mine
Play in the doh
What Play-doh
Teaches a forty
Year old
Get in there
Make a mess
Have fun
Channel the
Inner child
Let exploration occur
The joy happens
When the creative mind
Is allowed to roam
Without rules
And happiness
Is allowed
To reign supreme
Be the kid
Your adult self
Long abandoned
For responsibility
And caution
Learning that fun
Is not something
To deny yourself
Just because
You are granted
The opportunity
To age
Even if
It is
The greatest privilege
The few
See eighty
Or ninety
Leaving a legacy
That spans generations
Love the journey
For it is
What your pride
Will be rooted in
Forevermore
Fueled by faith
And face cream
The bed sheets
Felt extra cozy
This morning
Enough to burrow
And cocoon
But
I’m off
To make
The day count
Caffeine
Hit me
With your
Best shot
Let your soul free
As the keys go
Surrender the words
That your mind
Holds onto
Like Fort Knox
Let the body dance
The heart sing
Stop thinking
Too much
Of that
Leads
To regret
Missed chances
And the dreaded
What if
What if
I just laid
It out there
The cards
Are face up
Ready
For
Go time
Train up a child in the way they should go, and they will not depart from it.
As I’ve mentioned these past weeks have been rough, but let me say God was faithful in my distress. And my distress allowed me to learn to be present. I have no desire to return to the discomfort, but I can acknowledge its purpose. Too often I’m in yesterday or tomorrow. I’m rarely in today. Today has value. I seldom recognize it. In those weeks I read the Word, but it didn’t stick. The Word was moving with me. Every step was act of trust. I had no faith in self, but in Who He has been to me. I don’t have children, but whoever sees me, let them know goodness comes from Him. He becomes the shield that shelters me.
Cover me
Covet me
As your beloved
Show the children
Who is always there
To soften the blow
And kiss their
Boo boos
Clarity
Comes
When my will
Ceases
To supersede
Reason
And my desire
To be right
Wins and losses
Are to measured
In the amount
Of peace
That has been
Poured into
The vessel
Known as
The heart
Understanding
That joy
Is a precious commodity
To be savored and treasured
Breathe in
Breathe out
Realize God
Knows what
He’s doing
Even if
You don’t
Sit back
And relax
While He
Does the work
My only job
Is to trust
And obey
What He decides
It all goes back
To that old
Church hymnal
Lord,
Every season it seems as if You sense that I’m coasting. Life seems good and comfortable. I kind of have a take it or leave it approach to faith. On the surface, happiness is there. Somewhere in my lukewarm attitude, the bottom drops, and I do too. It’s not been a pretty two weeks. Like a pitcher, I am experiencing a case of the yips. Everything I’ve enjoyed is causing me anxiety. I’m having to fight the fear. Or it would eat me alive. I was told about exposure therapy. I must be in the fearful situation to master it. I must go through the fire to come through victorious. I’ve not backed down before, and today is not the day I start. I don’t know why You put up blocks, but I’m surmising if the answer results in my return to Your arms, it is worth it.
Love yourself enough to fight
Some days
Are a battle
And the worst part
Is your in combat
With your own mind
Fighting through it
Anxiety and I
Happen
To go at it
More than
I’d like
Love yourself and one another
It’s a little after 9:30 pm here in South Carolina. I happened to open up Facebook because I like seeing parents posting back to school photos. I’m childless and still a sucker for the photos. The smiles send me a warm and fuzzy feeling. I chase those any chance I can. Too much of this world is a depressant, and these children are a shot of sunshine. I expected more photos. I didn’t expect a post requesting urgent prayer. This prayer requires miracles. The only kind the Father can provide. I don’t know if He will answer as I’d like. I have to try. Throw the Hail Mary. So I’m launching.
Lord
Do what
You do
And show
The world
How it’s
Done
If you’d do me the biggest gift please pray. Thank you for your faithfulness. I saw someone post this, and it hit its target.
It said: “Love others as Jesus loves you.
Thank you
Regine
Breathe in
Breathe out
Stay calm
It’s not worth
A meltdown
Lord
Remind me
Of who
You are
When
I’m all
In my
Own feelings
Thank you all for your wonderful words. They mean so much. As much as writing is a solo pursuit where the point is to provide catharsis for self, I can’t say that your validation doesn’t matter either. I usually don’t like asking, but would you cover me in your prayers. Another day, another doctor. I grateful and yet petrified. The aging process will get you in your emotions. Let me say that I never expected to age so well for the most part. I’m just very aware of it. I really desire answers today, but that’s not up to me. Overthinking and I are very much acquainted in this moment.
Lord
Guide
My focus
To Your
Grand plan
And faithful provision
Love yourself and one another
In 11 years and over 4000 posts later, I decided to go back at them all, and it was an enlightening journey.
You all have witnessed my years of depression. You all have witnessed the depths of my anger. You all have witnessed my desire to hide in frivolity. It’s when in the past few years that I decided to be truthful that I grew. I decided to go back to my first love. Sharing myself in poetry has shed the shackles. So thank you for being here.
Lord
You showed me
What fruits
Can be had
When our anger
Is quelled
When answering
The call
You have
For our lives
Thoughts today
I can’t force what I want. I’m being given what I need. What I need is still a mystery to me. I’m having to dig deep. My inner strength is being tested beyond what I ever imagined. I feel like I’m in a grocery store of life reading labels to see what is best for me. God is demanding critical thinking or common sense. Is this cookie going to help you in the long run. It tastes good now, but not even an hour later, your stomach will revolt. Sugar feels good for a moment, then sours. Salt preserves and stands the test of time. I’m to treat my body like salt and light to persevere through the unexpected storms of life. I don’t know if this is the new era of not fighting the inevitable. Maybe it’s just not being so darn hardheaded. Stubbornness is not a great trait at times.
Are you trying to be less stubborn or is it just a solo journey?
Lord,
I’m staring at this screen willing the words to come. To flow from my soul and hit my fingertips. I need to go back to when the words you graciously provided were the balm to my soul. And I come here asking for giving me what I need. Some days, I’m not too sure of what I want or need anymore. So I’m asking You to show me. Show me Your will and way. I’m overthinking, and need the only voice that can soothe the ache that resides within me. I feel a need to be productive. It’s like you’re telling me that rest is productive. You don’t give as the world does, and yet I forget that everyday. I crave success as much as I crave my next sweet treat. In rest, I’m successful. Obedience is success. Reading Your Word today where it says will worry add one hour to my life, it won’t. I know it, and yet too often worry is the first thing I focus on. I’m recognizing that I can’t live without You, just as much as You desire my presence in Yours.
Be still. It will come.
Thank you.
Regine
Thoughts
Writer’s block is here. I keep writing anyway.
Kicking sugar addiction is rough. I crave it. Any suggestions?
Trying to decide what to splurge on for my birthday. Nothing is catching my attention
I’m cranky. Also trying to limit processed foods.
If it seems like I’m complaining, I’m sorry.
Love yourself and one another
Let me say when you hear the word lifestyle change, you balk, but let me say I’m trying not to do it. As I get older my body is telling me to listen. My left knee just made the decision easier. So, my friends, I have some questions.
What is the one piece of advice you wish you’d learned sooner?
What are your favorite healthy meals or salads?
How dd you create your own joy or practice gratitude?
Looking forward to your answers.
Love yourself and one another
What are you eating?
What are you buying?
What or who are you praying for?
Are you ready for fall?
What is making you smile?
I was asked a question yesterday. The question was what was my favorite part of my birthday. I didn’t immediately have a response. I celebrated my birthday for a whole week.
Here are my favorites
Some time spent dockside with my brother and sister-in-law. To sit in the breezes and smells while chatting was a simple pleasure I will never forget. Feeling loved without uttering a word was priceless. Feeling protected and secure within their presence is a gift.
Having a red velvet cake specifically made for me. The beautiful writing of Happy Birthday Regine made my heart swell. I looked at it too many times as I commit it to memory. My sisters and I used to share a birthday cake. I also wanted to have my own cake as a child, and at forty I wanted to share a cake.
The ability to celebrate starting seaside, and then changing to mountain peaks was amazing. Going from a rainy sunset cruise to the heights is a blessing. As I looked out at the sunset, I allowed myself to be silent as God shouted. In the mountains, I simply stared at how much I had to be thankful for.
So here is my hope for forty
I embrace it all. I seek joy. I seek peace. I don’t fight. I just seek options. My energy and peace of mind are to be preserved and paramount to my mental health. Forty. You are to be the blessing that keeps giving.
Love yourself and one another.
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As I look back on the birthday celebrations, I’m reminded of several truths
Joy
Is the choice
I make
For the health
Of my mind
Body and soul
Are dependent
On prudent choices
I’ve traversed landscapes
From seashores
To mountaintops
And my thought
Remains the same
The beauty of
The Lord is in
Physical manifestations
Everywhere
In me
God’s wonder
Is also within
I just fail
To acknowledge
The obvious
Love yourself
And one another
