Happiness is…..

”The essential difference between being poor in spirit and being meek, or gentle, may be that poverty of spirit focuses on our sinfulness, whereas meekness focuses on God’s holiness. The basic attitude of humility underlies both virtues. When we look honestly at ourselves, we are made humble by seeing how sinful and unworthy we are; when we look at God, we are made humble by seeing how righteous and worthy He is.” ~John MacArthur


Happiness can be a good book.

My chair side reading stack never seems to diminish. So a new goal, God willing, is to keep up with it enough to keep it from toppling over 🤨




50:30 Delightfully Unfathomable

50:30 What I have learned about life so far?


Time is valuable. Take the time to notice the little things, even in the midst of the chaos years.

Today I am enjoying watching the leaves fall. Something I can do even while indoors, as long as I take the time to stop and look out of the windows as I putter from room to room doing a little of this and a little of that, never making huge dents in the accumulated tasks I have before me, but rather taking little baby bites out of everything. What a mess I am making, but hopefully the randomness will keep me focused on the unfinishedness of it all. Linear thinking and task management have never been my forte.

But really time is not what I value most, rather just my current enjoyment of the day. For the older I get it becomes more and more apparent how much I don’t know. Besides, nothing really changes, ideas just cycle in and out of fashion. And spending my life striving to keep up would be a vain pursuit for sure and certain.

However, I would not want to squander the intellect the Lord has provided. I do read and study and dive deeply into the topics that matter to me. One of them being how to better love and serve my Lord with all my heart, all my strength and all my mind, and love my neighbor as myself. The necessary ingredients for joy inexpressible.

Thankfully in this I have found something that I can never complete, never accomplish, it will never be finished. For I will never be able to understand and know the mind or nature of God, but studying with Him teaches me about life, love, and myself, and this is more valuable than anything I have ever known, and not known, simultaneously. I am focused and drawn by the inability to know Him without Him. It’s not of myself.

This is not to say that trying to know the nature of God is a pointless fruitless task. Not at all, striving to know God is what makes life worth living; all else is fleeting, dust in the wind.

Hum…..not a single word of this post is what I sat down to write, I am not sure to where the original thoughts vanished, or why I let them go.

I will end this ramble with a link to a post I read this morning to which my mind keeps wandering. It articulates what I cannot.

Our Awesome God 

Oh, the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and His ways past finding out!

 “For who has known the mind of the Lord?

Or who has become His counselor?”

 “Or who has first given to Him

And it shall be repaid to him?”

 For of Him and through Him and to Him are all things, to whom be glory forever. Amen.

 Romans 11:33-36



A Good Father Provides

“But I have trusted in Your mercy;

My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.

 I will sing to the Lord,

 Because He has dealt bountifully with me.”  Psalm 13:5-6


Because He has dealt bountifully with me!!!

And He has, which is why sometimes I feel ungrateful to continue asking for more. This of course is wrong, but it can hinder my prayers nonetheless, even if subconsciously. I am so glad the Lord knows my deepest heart.

And that kind of drip drip dripping doubt of selfishness, unworthiness, or greed, is why I loved a Facebook post I saw the other day.

It went something like: When God planned my life, He factored in my stupid.

What a comforting thought. I can use it to dry up that incessant drip of foolishness.

For a good father provides to the utmost of his ability and possessions.

And the Good Lord has no limitations when it comes to giving, everything is His.

So there is no such thing as being greedy when it comes to the prayers of His children.

How lovely……sigh,

I love you Abba.



💜 He loves me 💜

Yesterday and Forever




I heard an old, old story,
How a Savior came from glory,
How He gave His life on Calvary
To save a wretch like me;
I heard about His groaning,
Of His precious blood’s atoning,
Then I repented of my sins
And won the victory.

O victory in Jesus,
My Savior, forever.
He sought me and bought me
With His redeeming blood;
He loved me ere I knew Him
And all my love is due Him,
He plunged me to victory,
Beneath the cleansing flood.

I heard about His healing,
Of His cleansing pow’r revealing.
How He made the lame to walk again
And caused the blind to see;
And then I cried, “Dear Jesus,
Come and heal my broken spirit,”
And somehow Jesus came and bro’t
To me the victory.

I heard about a mansion
He has built for me in glory.
And I heard about the streets of gold
Beyond the crystal sea;
About the angels singing,
And the old redemption story,
And some sweet day I’ll sing up there
The song of victory.
Words and Music by E.M. Bartlett