Alone-Ness, Commentary, Cross, Enjoy The Journey, Insticts, Life

Alone-ness

It is in my alone-ness that God and I communicate the best. In the quiet of my evening, when my day has unfolded and my concerns or request are raw and laid bare. As I finish up my day, we talk all while I clean the kitchen or wash my face.

I also like to walk either alone or with my pups in tow. No music or podcast or sermons. Nothing to place my concentration on or distract me from where my thoughts are. Maybe family concerns or things happening with my friends and we talk about it. Even my own personal anxieties or feelings of inadequacy I notice in the quiet. Those I share with Him and He often reminds me of the truth or highlights a lie that I’ve allowed in.

In the quiet I can really focus on where my thoughts and feelings are settling. If I am emotional in certain thoughts and why that particular thought elicits such emotion, the Holy Spirit gently and quietly points out the truth and where it fits or doesn’t fit with who I am.

Sometimes my feelings are strictly based on lack of sleep or hormones. In these I am given grace. Those are physical and may not be based on a lie, but physiology. I remember the difference between eternal and temporary and I am thankful for the temporary and I allow myself to feel it and then let go.

Sometimes I even embrace the highs and lows for a time, to enjoy the range of emotions associated with being alive. It allows me a healthy, honest physiological experience in the moment.

I am thankful for a full range of emotions. I am thankful to my Father for being a woman.

Wynema I Clark

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Life, Love, Love Is Shown, Poetry

Where Love Is Shown

Love doesn’t highlight mistakes,

it redeemed them.

Love doesn’t point fingers at brokenness,

it embraced the broken.

Love doesn’t avoid the hurting,

It entered into it.

For God so loved the WORLD.

Not just our best and brightest

But our dirty and broken,

Our hidden and covered,

Our embarrassed, our shy

Our exposed and ashamed.

And leads us out into the wide open spaces of love and grace.

Where our eyes are opened

Where life is known

Where the lights comes on

Love is shown.

Commentary, Insticts, Life, Love, Ministry, Religion; spirituality

Instincts

I just heard the most awful sound. The high pitched squeal of a squirrel caught in the mouth of my sweet, but all too quick Bandit. I was mortified I was petrified, while he was basking in the adrenaline that comes from instincts fulfilled.

Between my sweet neighbor and I, we managed to free the little critter from his clutches. I had to call the vet because the sound of that squirrel goes against my nature. It was awful! But it’s completely within the realms of Bandit’s instincts. What he did was natural and to him it was a victory.

Here is the lesson! My instinct, my God given spiritual responses are to love, to speak peace, to do the next right thing. In an environment that tells us that our flesh rules and our emotions tell the truth, my spirit cries out LOVE. When that instinct is fulfilled I’m like Bandit, playful, I have that adrenaline rush and I know I’m walking in the life of my creator! Even when this world is saying NO and when lies are knocking at the door I will follow my God given instinct and LOVE and then run in the yard like a banshee!

How about that! ♥️♥️🤗

Enjoy The Journey, Life, Poetry, poetry; commentary, Religion; spirituality, Religious

Enjoy The Journey

Sometimes I like to take a walk

Call a good friend for a

light-hearted talk

Read a good adventure book

Or look around and take

A long hard look

At what is mine in the here and now

To see it in creation

and just say “wow”

I see it in the trees and the sky

and I fill it in the air that is crisp

In the cute, freckle face kid

whose hair is in a wisp

I see it in the stars, in the sun

and the rain

I see it in the comfort and

I feel it in the pain

I see it in my home when

the kids are running free

I see it in the mirror when

you’re looking back at me

I see it all around so I can

slow down my pace

And enjoy this journey now

because of your amazing grace!

Poetry

“Let It Be” by Benjamin Clark

What does it mean to experience?
Is experience a glimmering light, fluttering off in the rear view?
Or is experience a sparkle of dust, ever waiting to be discovered?

What does it mean to be?
Is being simply a matter of taking place?
A matter of nothing more than living and evolving on a particle of rock, hanging in the sky?

Oh no, being is a much greater phenomena than this.

Being is an experience.
And no, not an experience as a matter of the past. To accept this as being is to let your fate escape you.
Second by second, inch by inch, until it fades to nothingness as if it had never happened.

And no, not an experience as a matter of what is to come.
The future is but a dream. It is but a mere freckle of opportunity, changing with every passing glance.
With every blink, what is to come, is no longer what is to come

But rather to experience that of the present. Being is an embrace. It is to become what is here
and what is now. It is to look every moment in the eyes and to live it without thought of
what has happened and what is yet to come.

To be is to accept life as it is and not fret about problems that come to and fro amidst an ever
changing world. To be is to experience. To live ever so fervently within the moment.
So I ask of you one thing, let it be.

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“The State Of Mind You’re In”

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“The State Of Mind You’re In”

Walking among the lowly, dragging your lovely feet

there is no excuse for your appearance of defeat.

You wake-up every morning to the dream of those without

Yet you complain it’s not enough and you’re condemned to simply doubt.

What if where you are is the place to find your peace?

What if what you have is the shelf on which they reach?

What does that say about the state of mind you’re in?

What if you reached the mountain and you were just back here again?

Wynema Clark  4/4/2013