Knowing the One I love, loves me.
His prayers for us.
A Father Who is good.
The very love of Christ.
The blood shed for a new project.
Him saying, "You must listen to MY voice only."
Getting re-organized.
Re-oriented so that we can always be face to face.
Thanks even for a difficult weekend with this household full of kids.
And yes...even for yet another fund raiser.
Praying for wisdom.
Trusting God to answer.
In ways everlasting.
Just that I get to think about Wendy.
And new life being built inside her by God.
AWESOME GOD.
Close my eyes so I can be still for a moment with Him.
Learning to focus.
Breathe and focus.
Breathe and focus.
Breathe,
Bernadette
listening
Monday, February 13, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
THAT YOU MAY KNOW
We are working on John Chapter One, and it is going badly for me, friends. Especially as I find myself quite desperate for 1 John. I am in a season of needing to know and be reminded that I am loved. The headings keep drawing me, and carving His poetry across my heart. Have you ever read it this way?
The Word of Life.
Walking in the Light.
Christ Our Advocate
The New Commandment
Do Not Love The World.
Warning Concerning Antichrists.
Children of God.
Love One Another.
Test the Spirits.
God Is Love.
Overcoming The World.
Testimony Concerning The Son Of God.
That You May Know.
Bernadette
The Word of Life.
Walking in the Light.
Christ Our Advocate
The New Commandment
Do Not Love The World.
Warning Concerning Antichrists.
Children of God.
Love One Another.
Test the Spirits.
God Is Love.
Overcoming The World.
Testimony Concerning The Son Of God.
That You May Know.
Bernadette
Saturday, February 11, 2012
CARPE DIEM
After everything has been laid so nicely down.
Your heart completely surrendered to "NO."
And you, comforted by it.
Suddenly the dam bursts wide to "YES."
And you know that everything is about to change.
The Stammering Moses.
Not eloquent of speech.
A whole life constricted and strangled by fear.
And you about to stare it down.
Your friend Jesus will be glorified in His strength.
Because everyone knows that you are weak.
Thank God!
There will never be another vague entry like this.
And all that you do will point to Him.
(If you don't first faint.)
Oh, LORD, let's have it Your Way.
TODAY, Jesus, TODAY,
Bernadette
Your heart completely surrendered to "NO."
And you, comforted by it.
Suddenly the dam bursts wide to "YES."
And you know that everything is about to change.
The Stammering Moses.
Not eloquent of speech.
A whole life constricted and strangled by fear.
And you about to stare it down.
Your friend Jesus will be glorified in His strength.
Because everyone knows that you are weak.
Thank God!
There will never be another vague entry like this.
And all that you do will point to Him.
(If you don't first faint.)
Oh, LORD, let's have it Your Way.
TODAY, Jesus, TODAY,
Bernadette
Friday, February 10, 2012
Proverbs 10 February 10, 2012
Sorry, friends, this should have been posted in proverbsforjosh.
Various Nuggets for Today :)
Blessings are on the head of the righteous.
The wise of heart will receive commandments.
Whoever walks in integrity walks securely.
The wise lay up knowledge.
The tongue of the righteous is choice silver.
The lips of the righteous feed many.
The hope of the righteous brings joy.
The way of the Lord is a stronghold to the blameless.
The righteous will never be removed.
The mouth of the righteous brings forth wisdom.
The lips of the righteous know what is acceptable.
Many blessings on your head, Joshua. You are a righteous man.
Missing you so,
Mama
Various Nuggets for Today :)
Blessings are on the head of the righteous.
The wise of heart will receive commandments.
Whoever walks in integrity walks securely.
The wise lay up knowledge.
The tongue of the righteous is choice silver.
The lips of the righteous feed many.
The hope of the righteous brings joy.
The way of the Lord is a stronghold to the blameless.
The righteous will never be removed.
The mouth of the righteous brings forth wisdom.
The lips of the righteous know what is acceptable.
Many blessings on your head, Joshua. You are a righteous man.
Missing you so,
Mama
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Always to Jesus
How I find myself sitting alone at night sometimes.
Everyone tucked on in.
Me getting into the deep end of the pool.
Going down into the stillness of God.
Getting washed by His Word and by His Love.
Knowing that there is a place I am accepted.
This one small space.
Where I can breathe and where I belong.
Always.
Always to Jesus,
Bernadette
Everyone tucked on in.
Me getting into the deep end of the pool.
Going down into the stillness of God.
Getting washed by His Word and by His Love.
Knowing that there is a place I am accepted.
This one small space.
Where I can breathe and where I belong.
Always.
Always to Jesus,
Bernadette
Sorting It Out
It's almost 10 AM, and I still don't want to start.
Why are some days like this?
Wake up feeling tired and wondering what I'm doing.
What if I'm getting it wrong?
What if I know I'm getting it wrong?
I look at that big white binder.
Our schooling schedule.
And sigh.
Because what I want to do today is take my camera out.
Or spend the day writing.
Or putting a care package together for my soldier son.
Whom I miss desperately today.
My face splits and spills.
Because words help me so to find the real problem.
Just...
That I miss my son.
Grown and gone.
And me sitting in the chair that rocked him that way.
My heart all fractured.
Remembering his dark head tucked warmly beneath my chin.
His chubby hand in mind.
Our hours of reading together on the couch.
Sitting spaceless and quiet.
His deep tenderness.
His strength, and His love for Jesus.
The sound of his voice calling me "Mama."
And this one heart a bit off today.
Missing Joshua,
Bernadette
Why are some days like this?
Wake up feeling tired and wondering what I'm doing.
What if I'm getting it wrong?
What if I know I'm getting it wrong?
I look at that big white binder.
Our schooling schedule.
And sigh.
Because what I want to do today is take my camera out.
Or spend the day writing.
Or putting a care package together for my soldier son.
Whom I miss desperately today.
My face splits and spills.
Because words help me so to find the real problem.
Just...
That I miss my son.
Grown and gone.
And me sitting in the chair that rocked him that way.
My heart all fractured.
Remembering his dark head tucked warmly beneath my chin.
His chubby hand in mind.
Our hours of reading together on the couch.
Sitting spaceless and quiet.
His deep tenderness.
His strength, and His love for Jesus.
The sound of his voice calling me "Mama."
And this one heart a bit off today.
Missing Joshua,
Bernadette
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Together
My favorite days to school at home.
When the snow flies.
And there is fire inside.
Us all bundled into blankets.
Wrapped up in the safety of home.
Candles flickering warm.
Me reading a good book to them.
Cup of tea just there.
And the boy saying,
"Thank you for this, Mom. I love it so much."
Laying the rush aside.
Just so we can breathe and be.
Together,
Bernadette
When the snow flies.
And there is fire inside.
Us all bundled into blankets.
Wrapped up in the safety of home.
Candles flickering warm.
Me reading a good book to them.
Cup of tea just there.
And the boy saying,
"Thank you for this, Mom. I love it so much."
Laying the rush aside.
Just so we can breathe and be.
Together,
Bernadette
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