Weblog of Gwendolyn

Mood: Happy/Tired/Thankful
Listening to: My husband playing the piano

To catch a rainbow, to catch a moment, to carch the essence of Sprintime.!!   The awakening of life from the frozen cold soil with such colours only a Heavenly Artist could supply. As the sap begins to flow again through the trees and shrubs bringing forth the blossoms of the wattle, ornamental plum, peach, jasmin and all the fruit trees. Daffodils, snowdrops and jonquils  all dancing in the breeze releasing their fragrance to delight  the senses. The heady perfumes ride the wind drifts causing a sweet second, a delicious moment captured and grasped with a hunger for the energizing of the warmth  of a caressing sunshine, that confirms the re emergence of life.

How rapidly has our September slipped through our grasp. If only we could catch time and hold on to  these glorious days of spring.   Such a special time of year!! Watching new birth, so awe inspiring and wonderful.  It fills the heart with a humbling gratitude for God given life.  Without God there is no life!!  It is through His all sustaining power we exist and continue to do so.

Every time we pick a flower and take a deep breath of its scent we should realize it was created for our pleasure as an act of love by our compassionate, longsuffering, merciful God.   There was a lonely ache in His majestic, loving heart for companionship, so He created us to fulfil His need. 

But the subtlety of the serpent ensnared the beautiful woman and stole her allegience, which brought about the beginning of death and ever since He has been providing forgiveness for all who would appreciate and accept His gift of Life.

The world has somewhat to offer, albeit temporary and shallow.  But nothing can compare with a peaceful and concsience free relationship with One who can wash us and cleanse us from our hidious selfish sins. His being the Calvary Substitute, has made it all possible for us to be kept under His Banner of Love. This protects us and saves us from the heineous fiend whose desire is but  to destroy.

Sprintime being an earthly revelation of new life each year, is but a poor example, of the beautiful new life available to all who will come to drink freely of the River of Life, which springs forth from the eternal rainbow encircled Throne.  Where the eternal Majesty awaits the completion of His santifying, purifying process of redeeming His Bride.

Mood: Pensive
Listening to: computer hummings

Today could have been almost considered springtime  but a little wind erased that possibility. Pleaseant indoors away from that breeze. Not too long now until all the glory of spring breaks forth with new life rising out of the frozen earth.  We do need rain to bring about this delightful transformation though.  Scarsely did we have time to hover in July and August has burst upon us reminding us that winter is passing quickly just like our very days. Who has ever experienced such a vanishing year?

I took out some old photographs this morning and gazed in wonder at how we have progressed through the years ulmost unaware that time has elapsed with a soundless rush. I have enjoyed a very secure marriage for 37 years and when starring at a photograph taken of my husband and I before we were married - we are just so very young in appearance. Had to digest the fact  that it really was us! We have matured faster than a block of camembert. To be fair, we have also developed around us a gorgeous family and now beautiful grand children. We have indeed been truly blest, despite the rapid passing of one of our most precious valuables - TIME.

With this awareness of our aging and the lack of a long future it is a comfort to be knit in a sacred relationship with a Heavenly King of Kings. The Majesty of all eternity is my constant Companion, Guide and Monarch who reigns within. My journey through recovery has been all His doing. The Manager of my Soul is truly worthy of much praise. Without Him I would be resting in an elaborate coffin, chilled in the depths of the earth. But today, I live to sing His praise. This troubled world reeking in so much sadness and corruption is needful of this Comforter.  We, who enjoy His blessings and hourly attention are duty bound to share His love and peace.

Daily, I offer myself for His use to be a blessing to some needy Soul. God knows there are millions out there, so sad in their hearts and lonely for a kind word and a friendly smile. These cost so little to share and the reward is greater than the gold which could be hauled out of Kalgoolie's mines. Not surprisingly, I have opportunity often. Praise God!!

He has angels who delight to do His bidding also and who are of great strength to protect the meek and lowly who come unto Him for His protection. They behold the face of God in heaven and joy in ministering to His people.  he says, Seek and ye shall find, ask and it shall be given unto you, knock and the door shall be opened unto you. Today is a great time to seek that peace that passes understanding and is free to all who ask.

May August be the start of a new and peaceful journey for all who choose the gilft.

 

 

 

 

July will surely endeavour to outdo June.  Her icy tentacles constantly wrapped around us, chilling to the very bones. Blasts of freezing winds encouraging the desire to remain indoors. Not that we have snow here, but the  southerlies and westerlies have been sweeping around those snowy slopes before swooping in around us.  Severe frosts have ensured that all the grass crackles underfoot. What the drought did not kill off the winter's cold has everything brown and lifeless.  Trees and shrubs tingle with cold and thirst - so cold the frost almost freezes the leaves. This year the frosts have been very possessive, hanging on long after the sun has arisen, glaring down instructions to depart.  Frosty lingers on, Sun has warming influence, melt comes, allowing prisms to flash here and there, as the thaw proceeds. Sunshine always sends frost scampering off eventually.

We had a small grey kangaroo snacking in our top house paddock most of the afternoon. Not that our paddocks have much to offer.  After a while it chose to rest and had a gentle snooze, ignoring our dog's half hearted barks. It was a pleasant experience to have the kangaroo visit. It is not often they are alone, they usually graze in numbers, family groups.

Daily I praise God for the recovery I am enjoying. Some days are full of reminders that this is not an instant fix!! There is a long way to go, but with God as my Physician and Companion, my healing will be complete in His time and not mine.  This illness, although self induced through the evil of stress and ten years of being a carer for my husband, has brought me to the point where God wanted me.  He allows us afflictions that we might recognize our need for Him. Without Him we are nothing!! His mercies endureth forever, and daily He sustains us.  He promises to answer us when we call. "I will never leave thee or forsake thee" is His sure word. God delights to bestow His blessings upon us. It is ours to do the asking. "Ask and ye shall receive"

I have been receiving His blessings all through this journey of recovery.

Some days, I sit in wonder at the miracle of prayer and His majestic responses.  I am so privileged to be a child pf the King!!  To be the clay and He be the Potter!! Make me what Thou wilt only never remove thy Holy Hands from me!!

May your July Journey find you in His hands too!!

 

Today has been a real true bleak winter offering. It tried desperately to rain, but what a huge disappointment. So few showers of any benefit. The ground so parched, the shrubs dropping leaves in an effort to just hang in there till the rain.  God knows our needs and will supply when He knows it is the precise moment. I will trust in His care.

The frosts have been so icy, so today was a change from that scene. Apparently southerly winds will slice across our faces tomorrow confirming winter's grip.  We just purchased new rugs for our horses and managed to get them dressed up last night, before the slight showers drizzled silently upon the rooftop. That, I think is what is soo.... very disappointing. The hard rain on an iron roof is such a splendid lullaby. Such an assurance that all is OK. Rain brings life!!  It lays the dust, washes all the leaves on the trees and sparkles on branches naked of foliage. Bathes the native and bush animals returning their dignity. Birds just love a shower too!!

The greyness of the day gave opportunity to read. With the flames in the fireplace casting flashes of warm light across the carpet - it was the perfect setting for such a pastime.  Reading, being a wonderful escape into another's word processing. Such a pleasure to devour the thoughts of others. I read autobiography/biography material.  Getting glimpses into the experiences and lifeworks of another human can be very humbling and enlightening. Broadens our horizons, stretches the mind as we envisage the picture the artist has painted with the magic of words. One can hear the easel creak as the paint brush caresses the paint before being applied to the page with loving and colourful strokes. The writer/Artist's mind racing ahead pouring out the eloquent phrases with liquid speed. The mind too fast for the nimble fingers!! Ah! what beauty the language has to create images of joy, hope, peace and uncertainty from time to time!! Enjoy your June!!

Beginning of May saw me really quite ill, so  May 7, my precious husband drove me to a Health Retreat at Kin Kin, a very mountainous part of Queensland's Sunshine Coast Hinterland. Very Green! Actually a very pretty spot. At my arrival I felt so dreadful, tummy so upset, the journey had been difficult, all 4 and 1 half hours of it.  There were twenty-four other Guests with two Carers accompanying two MS Suffers. After the welcoming lunch, I retreated to a couch, having serious dizzy spells. During that first afternoon I had a consultation with the Naturapath. Monday the cleansing programme started seriously for all.  I realized some of the folk had really major problems. I did too, but a lot of mine had been created by entertaining negative thought processes.

By Tuesday I was so weak, I pleaded to have food rather than continue to fast.(Had been on a fast for 6 weeks previously, anyhow, because my digestive system was completely sick, could scarcely eat what a sparrow would consume). There were such incredible changes in the MS Suffers after the first three days of the cleanse. One young lady, Gabrielle, was able to discontinue using her walking stick and with chiropractic she was able to start walking up some of the mountains. During all this time I was constantly praying for my own healing as well as that of all the other participants. One young Mother, had been addicted to chocolate, yes chocolate. On her detox, she suffered three days of constant migraine headaches and vomitting. Had she not chosen to quit her life style she would have suffered Chronic Fatigue and diabetes and eventually cancer, as her body cells would have all broken down.(Caffeine in Chocolate can kill)

My progress was slow but eventually sure. My prayers were always answered. Simple prayers, just asking God to help me climb up the hill to the building in which my room was situated. After the Senior Organizer finally clicked to my need of Digestive enzymes, my tummy started to settle and become more peaceful. At the conclusion of the programme, 15th May, I was informed that Gabrielle and I had experienced the most remarkable improvements, out of the whole Group. Praise God.

The promises of God, which I claimed each day were these, "Beloved, I wish above all else that you would prosper and be in health, as thy soul prospereth" also, "We have this confidence in Him, that if we ask anything according to His will, He heareth us." "I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committed unto Him against that day."  I have and had committed my Life into God's eternal care.  I do nothing of any major impact withour prayer. My progress is still slow, but each day I gain a little more strength to do more house chores, maybe a little office work, and I walk thirty minutes each monring. I do not leave my bed in the morning without first seeking God's presence in my every action for that day. I am so blest to have experienced these marvelous moments during my May recovery. The Bible text that keeps me going is this:- Whoso hearkeneth to Me shall dwell safely, and shall be quiet from fear of evil. 

 My health failed as I had a huge fear of no recovery and the devil played on my emotions. Wow! did he play, but thank God His mercies endureth forever, and He has showered me with a multitude of His beautiful mercies. I am recovering from being what my daughter called a "Control Freak". I always needed to have every thing in order and done and after having nursed my husband for ten years who recovered from two major life threatening accidents, I was totally worn out.

God brought me down, so I would look up and listen to the still small voice which said, Be still and know that I am God, and I will save you. Bless the Lord oh my soul, and all that is within me Bless His holy Name!