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“There are two kinds of people: those who say to God, ‘Thy will be done,’ and those to whom God says, ‘All right, then, have it your way.'”
~ C.S. Lewis ~
I truly enjoy the quote by C.S. Lewis. I think it is a great reminder that, even though we are God’s redeemed children, we still like to wander in a different direction.

Oh, I am not saying that God doesn’t know what is best for me, but I tend to think that my way is much better. Except that I encounter more sticks and stones following my own path. Many times I have stepped off of His path for me. Even when I was busy serving Him. I forgot one major part: following His lead. I was looking to be praised; not by Him, but by men. My motives were wrong. It wasn’t about Him, it was about ME.

“You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it;
you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;
a broken and contrite heart,
O God, you will not despise.” ~ Psalm 51:16-17
Lord, today I bring you my broken spirit and a contrite heart. Have your way with me…In Jesus name. Amen

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“One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few.” ~Anne Lindbergh ~

Is one seashell more beautiful than the other?
When my Sweetheart and I collected shells last year at our favorite vacation spot, I noticed a beautiful shell laying in the sand. When I picked it up, it was cracked…I was a little disappointed, because it looked to pretty from a little distance. When we walked further, I saw another shell, hiding under the sand and all I could see was a little piece of it. I dug it up, rinsed it with seawater and it was the most beautiful seashell I have ever seen…

Reminds me of how God picked me from the sand and rinsed His seawater over me. For me it is great to know, even when I was stuck in the sand, all muddied up, He thought that I was worthy of being picked-up. You see, God can use all kinds of seashells to spread His word. No matter how deep we are stuck in the sand. Let Him pick you off the shore and let Him rinse you – it is marvelous to be in His hands.

“When life whacks you so hard your head flies off,
sew it back on and keep going.”
~ Mary Pierce ~

When I saw Mary Pierce’s quote this past Friday on CWO, I had to laugh. I thought to myself: ‘What in the world can you write about?’ But than came Monday. And I sure had one of those ‘discombobulating’ days. You know those days, don’t you? The days when you don’t know if you are coming or going. It was just one of those Mondays, you know!

I had a long day in the office; it was hot and muggy outside. I did have dinner plans in my head since lunch time (confirmed it with my Sweetheart – got green lights)…Starting at 3pm, I was drained. I could not put one thought together. Okay, so take a little break, get a Frappo, get a little bag of M&M’s. Checking my wallet, I only had 50cents left. Yikes! M&M’s are 70cents. So, no M&M’s for me! The last hour at work felt like 10. Finally made it out of the office at 4:20pm!!! Stopped at the store, got dinner, went home.
I was hoping that the dishwasher was emptied by our son, since he is not working full-time (yet). He had plenty of time to lend a hand to his old, exhausted mother. Oh, how wrong I was! Not only was the dishwasher not emptied, he didn’t even lend me a hand with the groceries. Ice-bag broke, ice-cubes flying all over the kitchen floor, and he just stood there and looked at me…Humph…There I stood, close to tears and Mr. Smarty-pants makes ‘funny remarks’…The only thing he put in the fridge were ‘his’ ice-cream bars. I did the rest; put away the the groceries, picked-up the ice-cubs from the floor, emptied out the dish-washer, got the mail…Not going well. All I wanted was relax a few minutes before starting dinner! My head was pretty wobbly (not flying off yet though)…

Than a small little voice whispered:”Think about all those women who have a lot more to do than you! Who do not have a loving husband to come home to? The women who don’t have a roof over their head? The women who don’t have enough money to put the next meal on the table, because they are raising their children on their own?” I have to say, I felt guilty about the little petty things I was whining about! I breathed a silent prayer to thank my Heavenly Father, sat down to read my evening devotion and off I went to make dinner; with a much lighter heart.

So, ‘when life whacks you so hard your head flies off, sew it back on and keep going.’