Pieces of Symbolism

Yesterday I attended a socially distanced, masks optional, great scones and coffee class on prayer journaling. One of my favorite parts was using a scrapbooking technique to decorate a page in our journal. We cut up magazine pics or phrases, words, whatever was inspiring. It was fun and enlightening. Some people are so incredibly talented and creative; I am not. I am good at writing, but I do like decorating, doodling, making collages, journey boards. I find whenever I take on a project like this; the same words or images appear.

We journal, write, and meditate to draw closer to ourselves, and also our Heavenly Father. In time we can see the progression of our walk in faith.

Do you journal? Are you crafty and do a neat bullet notebook? Do you use your phone calendar for daily living and a customizable journal type book at home? Please share! Inquiring minds want to know!

Proverbs 3:3 Do not let kindness and truth leave you; Bind them around your neck, Write them on the tablet of your heart.

1 John 1:4 These things we write, so that our joy may be made complete.

Saying I Love You

We cherish our relationship with Jesus, don’t we?  We are absolutely certain He is the reason we are alive today.  He is why we have hope, more importantly; a heavenly home.

Have you ever told Jesus you loved Him?  I realized after this concept came to me in a morning devotion, that I really hadn’t.  Maybe when I was a kid, singing “Jesus loves me, this I know, for the Bible tells me so.” But as an adult, no – I’m sure I never had.  I am thankful, grateful, appreciative.  I am in awe of His great works, and how He gets to the heart of even the most stubborn.  But this – no.

And he said to Him, "Lord, You know all things; You know that I ...When we have dinner together at home, I now end our prayer with “we love you.” And when I’m having my own prayer time, I am consciously aware of these words.  But there are other (and powerful) ways to tell Jesus you love Him.

1. Put Him first.

2. Talk to Him first.

3. Trust in Him.

4. Forgive and move on.

5. Be an open book.  (This one is harder because it shows the world who we really are in Christ.)

6. Show compassion to every person you encounter.  You simply cannot know how much they need Jesus!

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Check out the entire book of James, walking in faith is the theme!

 

Breakfast for Dinner

Throughout my lifetime, I’ve enjoyed making french toast & bacon or sausage with OJ for dinner.  “Breakfast for dinner.”  I’ve also had ice cream for breakfast!  These were usually times when I craved comfort food.

You may be feeling this way too.  Covid19 has changed all of our lives, across the globe.  No one is immune, everyone is at risk.  Granted, we sanitize and wash our hands and do more laundry than ever before (I never thought that was possible!!)…we attend church online, most of us are more active; walks around the neighborhood, maybe gardening, etc.

Where do we go for spiritual comfort cravings?  I’ve found I’m praying more; not just for the people I know or even my own community, but the world as a whole.  Being incredibly grateful for those in the healthcare field, hustling like crazy people to care for those affected by the virus, or have unrelated issues.  These people are overworked, underpaid, and I believe need much more cheering on.  If you see someone in a healthcare uniform, buy them lunch, thank them for their hard work, drop off cookies to their mailbox if you know them.

God is working through all of us to lean on Him.  Not just when the car breaks down or the oldest child is doing drugs, but ALL of the time, the good, the bad, the pandemic.  He is our only hope.  He is what we need.

leaning onWherever you are, you are safe in the arms of Jesus.  Lift your faith and soak up His Holy grace.

Times, they are a changing

It’s a strange new world.  Somber and oftentimes, lonely.  I am not in the camp that God is using this to bring people closer to Him.  I just don’t buy into that way of thinking.  Man creates these viruses, man is responsible for the unwinding of Mother Nature.  This was God’s paradise, until that fateful day when Adam and Eve realized they were naked and hid from God.  God always wants us to turn to Him.  In tragedy and joy.

But what about the people in our lives that we miss seeing and spending time with?  How can we reach out safely?  Our minister encourages us to make two phone calls a day to check in on friends and family!  Send pics of your kids or make funny faces!  A card in the mail is more of a treat than ever before!  I’m sending a package of cards I hand wrote that can be distributed at local nursing homes.  What can you do to stay connected?

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May you be blessed, healthy, and sane during this time of separation from your tribe.

The Pieces 2020

Hello faithful readers (and new ones)!  It is January 2020 and my writing sabbatical is over, I’m ready to blog and share parts of my faith-filled life with you.

We often hear about the “hands and feet of Jesus.”  But what does that actually mean?  To me, it is the ministry of kindness.  Walking the walk, caring for people as you are able, sharing your time, helping with a project; whether for a child’s school project or a neighbor’s household repair.

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I also think it goes miles beyond “praying for someone.”  Don’t get me wrong, I am a huge proponent of prayer.  I have been prayed for, healed from mental anguish and cancer because of prayer.  I pray for others when I have no other option.  When there isn’t something I can personally do, I stand in the gap for the heartache of another.  So prayer is BIG….but bigger still, is doing what Jesus would do; if He were here in a human body.

A kind word, smile, a moment of your time, but most of all, an open heart that is willing to give.

To love.

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Learning Pieces

We are truly never too old to learn, nor does what we think we know have the ability to fill a book!  I’ve been lazy the past year; faithfully, speaking.  I thought I knew God the best way I could.  I turned to Him in prayer, at church, fell in love with a newer Him through Adoration and becoming Catholic.  But these were incidents, not experiences.  They were moments in time, but they were not THE moment in my life.

I never allowed myself to learn, I just learned to adapt.  This is not the way to walk faithfully.  I am a daughter of the One True King.

After hearing him speak at our parish last year, and continued delving into Fr. Dave Pivonka and a book he has written; Encounter Jesus, I am, once again encouraged and inspired to reignite my faith.  The power of Jesus’s love for us.  I hope you will read it and share your thoughts here.

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New and shiny pieces

This blog is still a blog, but it’s now a website too!  I will be doing a lot of tweaking in the next week to make it easier to read with biblical resources.  If you ever want to guest blog here, please let me know.  (dawnhuberty@yahoo.com)

I wanted to write about “all that glitters isn’t gold.”  I think it might be “IS” gold, but I digress!

Do you remember the feeling of getting something new?  A piece of jewelry, a new(er) car, your first apartment, or a collectible?  Isn’t it wonderful “at first”?? We look at it constantly, gaze, describe it’s qualities, feel blessed, happy, excited.  And after a few weeks or months, it’s just where we live, what we drive, or wear.  Sometimes it catches our eye or someone compliments us, but as the days go by, it just becomes a part of our daily life.

This happens with our faith too.  Some days we are more gung-ho than others.  A few years ago, I was determined to start my day with a morning devotional, along with a cup of coffee.  I would spend time in the Word and prayer.  Every.  Single.  Day.

And then, cancer happened.  The first five months I lived, breathed, slept, talked about cancer, fighting it, healing from it and then …… just when I wanted to get back to my life; turns out chemotherapy ruined my brain.  I couldn’t read or stay focused, I was unable to concentrate at all.  Coffee didn’t appeal to me either.   The special morning meditative time went away.

16 months later I have not been able to resume my meditation time, but I have found other ways.  I use a rosary for my prayers, each bead is a request or gratitude.  I do have a daily post in my email that inspires and encourages, it’s short and to the point.  I may not remember it later in the day, but it quenches my spirit for the time.

Faith is a constant.  We may have to find alternative ways to stay in grace, but it’s there, just for the asking.  I pray my book “The Pieces” lifts you up to understanding all that is good with God. 

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Memory Pieces

I have a variety of pics on my desk, one rotates often as I come across memories I want to see more often than in a photo album (or phone).  For the past month it has been of my dad and I, taken in 1991.  We were visiting my brother in Amsterdam and it was also six weeks since my pacemaker surgery.  We are standing in big, yellow Dutch shoes at a farm of some sort.

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These shoes were everywhere!  Made mostly of wood, but there were also plastic and concrete types, ready to be stood in.

I have quite a few good memories of this trip; shopping at the Christmas markets in Germany, riding the train, having lunch at McDonald’s (except for the Coke, it tasted the same), eating authentic Dutch and German food, traveling to the many castles that dot the country side, etc.  But more than all of the experiences; it was time with my father.  It was the last trip we would make together; he died two years later.

God worked miracles in our relationship.  He was a tough parent.  I imagine it was his Norwegian/North Dakota upbringing.  I “never understood” him throughout my entire life; until this trip.   He was vulnerable, a word I never thought I’d use to describe him.  He was also funny.  We shared meals and laughter and he often took my arm for support.  God mended the fences without words; we just became comfortable with each other.  It was an incredible blessing.

Never give up on the people in your life.  I have a friend who hasn’t seen her grandchildren in many years; it’s heart breaking.  Yet, she continues to pray.  And praise.  And that, is the best solution to any request.  Ask, believe, and be grateful.