"Dancing With God"

I, by nature, am not a follower.
But, equally, I don't see myself as a leader either. Go figure.

And. . . I'm sure I drive people nuts. Actually, I'm almost positive that I do. But they tolerate me and send me things like the following "article". (I love them for it.) I don't know who wrote it but I love it and I am going to embrace it.


Dancing With God

When I meditated on the word Guidance,
I kept seeing "dance" at the end of the word.
I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing.
When two people try to lead, nothing feels right.
The movement doesn't flow with the music,
and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.
When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead,
both bodies begin to flow with the music.
One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back
or by pressing Lightly in one direction or another.
It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully.
The dance takes surrender, willingness,
and attentiveness from one person
and gentle guidance and skill from the other.
My eyes drew back to the word Guidance.
When I saw "G": I thought of God, followed by "u" and "i".
"God, "u" and "i" dance."
God, you, and I dance.
As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust
that I would get guidance about my life..
Once again, I became willing to let God lead...
My prayer for you today is that God's blessings
and mercies are upon you on this day and everyday.
May you abide in God, as God abides in you.
Dance together with God, trusting God to lead
and to guide you through each season of your life.

I am going to stop, breath in, breath out, wait for God's hand to touch my back, then . . .dance.

My Poetry

Sometimes you just have to say what's on your heart.

"My Dear Arron and Hur"

My Dear Aaron and Hur,
These thoughts are just for you
I can't express enough my love
For all the things you do.

You spend your time in prayer
For the simple likes of me
You never, ever hesitate
When I ask for bended knee.

You listen to my heartaches
You ponder what to say
You give me sound advice
And then you stop and pray.

I pondered and I prayed
Before I asked this task from you
To be "my Aaron and my Hur"
'Cause no one else would do.

Your gentle spirits move me
To examine myself each day
Before I come a'runnin'
Asking you to pray.

I know why you do these things
Why you let me vent to you
It's because of your love for God
It shows in everything you do.

I imagine as I'm "spouting"
You're praying as I speak
To interject what might work
Without making me feel meek.

Maybe you don't say anything
Anything at all
Just sitting close by my side
To catch me if I fall.

You cry with me when it's bad
You cry for me when I'm done
Then you quietly in your love
Point to the important One.

I can't begin to tell you
How much you mean to me
Cannot even try to imagine
Where, without you, I would be.

Crickett



Diane and Heidi,
Heidi and Diane,

I truly do love you ladies. You will never know, this side of eternity, what you mean to me and how you've touched my heart. It doesn't matter to me which you are - Aaron or Hur. It just matters that you are.

Eternally Grateful,
Barb

Be Still My Beating Heart. . .

Pop-pop is gone today. So it's me and Baby Girl. She took a good nap this morning, woke up, drank a bottle, did her business and I sat her down to play. Now, she's not one to be left alone for very long. I, on the other hand, think she needs to amuse herself from time to time. We did, however, play quite a bit before I sat her down. When I went to make tea she was upright. When I was done and peeked in at her she had "fallen and couldn't get up" and was grumbling a little. So I went about my business and left her to "figure it out". It became very quiet. So I peeked at her again and here's what I found:

Be still my beating heart!

She's thinking: "I'll show her. Leave me here all alone will ya? Hmph. How's this for retaliation? Hm?"

Ah. . . . but she doesn't know her Mom-mom very well, now does she? I just covered her up and made haste out of there!

I hope she wakes in a good mood :)

By George, I think I've got it!

I think I know why my world has been so . . . . off . . . .these last few months!

The moons are in the wrong houses, the stars are out of alignment and I have a new, listen now, brand spankin' new, zodiac sign. Yep, that's got to be the culprit. And all this time I thought life had gotten a little wonky on me. Well, I guess it had, seeings how my horoscope is now designed for someone else. Come to think of it - my whole fam-damily has been wonky lately! And my poor brother, born Decmember 15th, has a whole new sign all together. He is now an "Ophiucus". No wonder his world has been chaotic for forever!

I'm not converting! I'm a Cancer! Stop snickering. I don't want to be a Gemini. How do they work? Are they friendly? Are they domestic? Do they like the water? Are my favorite foods now someone else's? Am I married to the wrong man, for cryin' out loud? Jeeze Louise, what's a space cadet suppose to do?

Now, ya'll know I'm just yankin' your chains! I don't really follow my horoscope. I don't believe in it. Never have, never will.I have no idea the "details" that stuff embraces or what the majority of it means. But, at any rate. . . if it pleases the Court, I'll just go ahead and keep my "sign" (stop snickering, I say) and just blame the universe or the realigned stars or moons in the wrong houses for all my woes.

And that's all I have to say about that. For now.

Alas - for your entertainment:

"When the moon is in the seventh house
And Jupiter aligns with Mars,
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars. . ."

Just sayin'.

Audrey

Santa brought Audrey to the girls for Christmas. Kelly has left her here for the past couple days.

It is almost like having two Pipers. The only difference, I can crate Audrey!

She is a Nosey Nellie and won't stay out of Piper's car seat. It was driving us nuts. So. . . .

what to do, what to do? I have it! Put an old towel in an old apple basket and, viola, an instant puppy bed! They say: "Necessity is the mother of invention." I have to agree.

Web Cam . . . the newest member of our family

So, I said this past Christmas was a little "wonky". Well, it was. But out of it came a good thing.

Jenny gave us a web cam for Christmas this year! And it is wonderful. The girls (everybody's out of school because of weather) had a ball chatting, showing off school work, singing and laughing and being just plain silly! It cannot replace a warm hug, but I can chat with them and see them at the same time! The slight delay takes some getting used to, but, hey, I'll take it!

Piper

So the new year is off to a running start. So is out little lady. Well, she's not actually running yet, but it's not because she doesn't want to. She is sitting pretty well by herself. Pop-pop gets nervous and sits behind her "just in case" she takes a topple. Poor thing. It would be quite the trauma should she "fall"! ! I on the other hand, keep a loose eye on her, making sure she's not too close to the hardwood floor lest she should take a short tumble and thump her little nugget. To me a short tumble equals tummy time and the need to try to get on her hands and knees to get to her toys. As it is now she just pivots on her butt. She will pivot around to Bob because she knows he's there and he will let her grab his fingers and allow her to "stand" for minutes on end. She likes that, the feeling of independence. I think he likes it too.

She also has her first tooth. She actually cut that one just before her 7 month mark. December 15th, to be exact. And she is gnawing like crazy try to push more thru. She had a bad bout with a "bug" at Christmas. Scared us all. Her temp spiked to 103. She is still snotty, but that could be from her teeth, too.

She is still the smiling, happy little girl. She's a joy to be with and quite easy to care for. We will just pray it stays that way! ! !