Keeping it Real...Welcome! No matter how you found this, God knew you'd be here today. May you absorb the message He has for you. In 2011 I shared through my writing, today I've learned there is more to me than just writing. I have the energy and passion to share with others. Sometimes through Facebook live and others with my blog and most importantly, I've learned my passion to cook and bake is a vessel to share my writing and live presentations, while glorifying God in the process. I just needed to let go, and follow His lead.
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As Sunday winds down, I putter away on my manuscript while sitting in my parent’s kitchen. There is something about being “home”. It is fuels my writing and inspiration. I believe going home is always refreshing and energizing, so maybe this is why. Or possibly it might be the notion of memories – as I sit in my parent’s house to write; I remember times with my sister. I remember my father teaching me to play softball in the lawn outside the washroom window with my mom sending words of encouragement. I can look out the kitchen window and see my (what used to be) my Gram’s and Aunt’s house – and remember all the treks and adventures there and back. Memories…I feel a song coming on.
Anyway…I have started to pack my suitcase and now am contemplating the “repack”. LOL I feel like a teenager preparing for her first trip away from home with her girlfriends, “What should I wear? Pants? Capris?” “What color will make the best impression?” I haven’t changed my outfits this much since my job interview with the school district. I can pack double the outfits needed so if my mood changes or make a decision thereby saving my back from extra toting. All silliness aside, it is fun to contemplate what items earn space in the suitcase. Would you like a confession? I emailed my friend and said, “Do you know if there is AC? I’m trying to pack and want to pack accordingly?” The only thing that would have made the email more humorous would be if I said, “Do you want to plan to wear the same color scheme on the same day?” LOL Oh my gosh – I remember doing that with my friends in high school. (We’re not doing that – don’t worry. I’m not that bad.) We had a guest speaker this morning for church due to our pastor’s vacation this week. It was a riveting message – Bill reminded us to ask ourselves “What do I want from Jesus today?” An interesting question – Throughout his message he reminded us God always sees our potential – God looks at the inside, not the outside – and God starts His work on us, inside – within our heart, not with our clothes or outer appearances. Hmm…so it doesn’t matter what I pack in my suitcase that counts, it is what I pack in my heart. Am I the person God wants me to be today? No. Am I working and learning to be the person God wants me to be? Yes. We are all a work in progress – God always sees our potential and sees our heart. I may still pray and stress a bit on the “right” outfits to wear while at the conference but Bill’s message reminded me God loves me, is looking at my heart – my heart loves and trust Him – these things I have packed within my heart and they will NOT be removed. What to wear? – Wear the love, trust, and hope of Jesus in my heart, knowing He always sees my potential. His timing is right…I only need to be obedient and faithful. P.S. Thanks to my Mom and Dad for instilling these same qualities in my – to love, trust and have hope. You both have always supported me and saw my potential – with you and God, I’m good. |
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