lillipadponderings

Who

Who called me in my sleep last nite
I seemed to be awake
Who lead me to the meadow green across the shimmering lake
Who helped me danced among the stars
And watch a moonbeam fly
Who dined on bread and honey then?
My Lord my dreams and I .

Lschreckhise 2/9/14

Resignation
It is with great hopes for the future, I now tender my resignation and leave my position as a member of the Woe Is Me Foundation.
I will say in the years I served on the board, I was privileged to be a part of an organization, meeting regularly, accomplishing nothing, discouraging many, almost to the degree of self destruction. I had veered from the perfect alignment designed by my creator, indulging in self pity which is selfishness.
I have made this decision with careful consideration, and confess I felt no great consternation viewing the sad woeful expressions of the other members in the room.
I do not grieve for those I’m leaving behind, remembering how much they enjoy their hopeless and pitiful state of mind.
So much nicer to hear the birds sing, count stars in a midnight sky and feel the simple joy of being alive!
Lschreckhise

The Loda L.S.

I have a 1942 model vehicle. 
Its 69 years old and in excellent condition. 
I make every effort to take good care of it.
 It is a vintage treasure. 
I’m very careful where I park it.
 I don’t leave it out in the weather,
 and I certainly do not leave it where it could be dented or scratched.
I used to complain that it wasn’t as fast as the newer models, 
but of late I have changed my mind. 
My vehicle is one of a kind.
 Made originally by a highly acclaimed builder.
 It’s age qualifies it as a classic.
 I never once thought of listing it for sale.
 It gets me there and back
 and when I hear others talk about parking their older conveyances,
 I say,” not me… I’ve got too many miles to go yet.”.
 No junkyard future for me.
 It has been faithful, reliable, and comfortable.
 I’m fortunate and blessed to be the sole owner, 
of a 1942 L.L.S.
 A God designed  comfortable sedan to carry me thru this blessed and fun life…
On this day, I thank my God and Savior, Jesus Christ for this incredible journey. 

The heavens gather the droplets of water from the sea in streams of glittering light and harbors them in the clouds until such time as is decreed by natures order, then as an act of compassion offers the droplets again to the earth, to the sea, in life sustaining rain. Does the sea, being in turmoil, slinging it’s crest of water high into the air prevent the heavens from collecting it’s due? Does the sea being calm prevent the heavens from gathering the droplets? Nay, for it is written in the laws of nature, the rain shall fall.
Looking from His throne to the sea of humanity, whether calm or in a storm of circumstances, God in His most magnificent and glorious design, draws from that sea his children to rest, rejoice and be restored in His presence. To talk to Him, to hear His voice, to be guided by His most tender and Devine Holy Spirit, to walk the clouds in rapture, basking in His love to be once again released to the world in which they live. The wonders of knowledge they have received from Him to be shared by those you meet day by day.
Does your circumstance dictate the blessings? Nay, for every good and perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variance neither shadow of turning. James 1:17
Let your light so shine…

My Prayer
Just below the waterfall where the rippling stream becomes content to lazily flow downward, I met my God….on the stone bench among the tiny wild flowers I sat and communed with Him…He being the the blessed sacrificed and risen Savior Jesus the Christ. While the gentle wind rustles the leaves on the trees trailing up the mountainside in harmonious chimes, I gave to Him my memories of pain, regret, resentment, anguish, anger, remorse and hatred…I surrendered to Him my past with its failures and He, as only He can do, reminded me also of the good times, the right decisions, the effort exerted to please Him…I came to Him with a load of regrets…He took them and allowed them to flow into the stream of water. They quickly disappeared toward the deep sea never to be seen again…
Now as a trusting friend I will walk with you God, in new faith and resolve. Not fearing! Trusting You to guide me to the top of the mountain, step by step. Each moment drawing me closer to you…and your Divine purpose…let this be my prayer….In Jesus’ Holy Name!!!!!

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I have been rather remiss in my commitment to share my thoughts, etc on my blog. I have an excellent excuse.

I am on vacation in the beautiful state of Alaska with my wonderful family.

The house is full of vibrant grandchildren who have the ability to keep you absorbed in their activity, also I am enjoying the pleasant company of Rob, Leslie and Chandi as well as many visitors.

I will share this thought with you.

Where Shall I Find God?

A question which has been posed since the day Adam sinned and in his fearful recognition of his error he said, “Who is God, and where can I find Him?” His sin blurred the clarity of sight he had possessed just one day before.

God Is!

In fact, that encompasses every answer to every query!

I perceive that answer will not satisfy some, yet it is that simple.

God is the azure sky, the cumulus clouds, the purplish glow in the golden rays of the setting sun. He is the ebony nighttime sky pierced through with a trillion points of silver light.

God is the ocean depth, the vibrant hues of the coral beds, the tangled garlands of seaweed feeding the thousand and more species of sea life.He is the molten rock formations, the base of the mountain rushing to become an island once it reaches the water’s surface.

He is the highest mountain peak, the lowest meadow trail. He is the wild flowers dancing in the freedom of a summer breeze. He is the heart of the forest sheltering the woodland creatures and laying them down to rest upon her velvet mossy floor.

God is the air you breath, the sights you see,the sounds you hear, the beating of your heart, the rhythm of your lungs, the song you sing,the dance you dance, the walk you walk, the talk you talk.

God is the tree of life and upon it’s laden branches the fruit os His spirit. Love, peace, joy, long-suffering, goodness, gentleness, faith, meekness, and temperance.

And if you partake of this fruit, if you portray the attributes of this fruit in your life, the world will see God in you.

That is how you will know there is a God and that is where you will find him.

Sunday morning….July 3, 2011… North Pole, Alaska

Starting this blog has required me to go thru pages and pages of poems, thoughts and prayers I have written. It can be intimidating, but I decided to share a selection Of the older poems. Written between 1965 and 2005.
It seems the tone of my writing changed somewhat, and became more prose than poetry. I write a lot and I hope to become more comfortable with sharing my thoughts.

This is a blessed time for me.I have the two girls here and they are an absolute pleasure. I miss the family members that are in Alaska and the lil girl in Alma.

God and family…my treasures….

Yesterday ran away swiftly into that place we shall now refer to as the past. While she was with us, she laughed and played and in some cases shed a tear, yet nothing, no enticement, no coaching, no promise could hold her… she lingered until around midnight and just danced herself out of sight. Her voice carrying in the winds of the night trilled, “I’ll send to you my sister, she is called today. Enjoy her to the fullest , laugh with her, pray with her, plan with her, but do it with expediency, for I warn you, she will not linger long.” Always remember this simple thought, moments count.