Tangles

My Pink earrings and necklace had gone missing. The ring was there but the rest had vanished. I thought it odd that they would not be in the same place but I couldn’t find them, and then we were moving, so might they be gone forever, left behind someplace at the Oakhurst house. I hoped not, but wondered that it might be so.

They were a precious treasure as we had picked them out together on our last Acappella cruise to the Bahamas with a stop in San Juan, Puerto Rico. They weren’t super expensive but a splurge, a gift from my husband on our cruise shopping. I’d never been big on jewelry and these had a daintiness about them and were pink, my favorite. Those who know I’m a Premier Designs jewelry lady now will find that humorous, but it is the truth.

The good news is I found them, safe in a ziplock bag, inside a purse tucked away for the move, cushioned amongst those types of things that are small and precious and worthy of a safe place. I find us all like that really, as far as God is concerned and how He looks at us and cares for us.

Since I had discovered their location, I did not worry about actually unpacking them until today. I found that they were indeed in the baggie but had become intertwined with some other, less delicate pieces. My instinct was to reach for them directly but with their tangles I knew my action might damage or break them. And so, I removed the other pieces, one by one from the jumble and there at last were my delicate pink necklace and earrings, safe and sound and pristine. Patience prevailed with mission accomplished.

And isn’t it like that sometimes with the tangles of life? We ask God for relief and yet we see Him working on other things, other people, delaying our request for His favor. Until one day we look up and see His hand has been at work on our behalf the whole time, sometimes gently removing from our tangled mess the things that have us pinned down and twisted about. And we are whole, and His.

Shall I blog again?

Oliver North Weighs In

Ollie knows history. http://townhall.com/columnists/olivernorth/2012/07/27/burning_bridges/page/full/

Credit Expansion

“There is no means of avoiding a final collapse of a boom brought about by credit expansion. The alternative is only whether the crisis should come sooner as a result of a voluntary abandonment of further credit expansion or later as a final and total catastrophe of the currency system involved.” Ludwig von Mises

Time Passing

Time is passing quickly these days. Just when something we've looked forward to comes to fruition, we miss the time already passed. It pains me to be so far from family, it surely does.

Adele

I haven't been able to get Adele singing Rolling in the Deep at the Grammys on Sunday out of my head. I think the reason is that I keep hearing the message a different, and very powerful way. I hear 'You could have had it all.' and Jesus is the speaker. Maybe I should not ignore the message of that thought, so I'm not. Peace.

Clutter Clues

I accumulate clutter, particularly paper clutter; it seems to be the nature of information gathering. Whether I'm gone a few days and come home to a stack of paper and the decisions of which to keep, deal with, file away or discard, the process can feel overwhelming, to the point that I start little piles in several places. When I realize that my 'coping' is adding to the clutter, I gather all the piles and move them to the dining room to be 'dealt' with once and for all. It's the 'holding' table. Nothing is lost, it's just suspended in time, there, on the table, 'safe', but blatantly clutter:) Don't laugh, I see your desk:)

The amazing thing is that now the rest of the house feels calm, clutter is cleared away. Surfaces wait, revealed, ready to receive a dusting even, well maybe, they look pretty good actually, as they've been covered in CLUTTER:) Won't Bruce be surprised:)