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Where there is great Love, there are always Miracles.Love Never Fails 1 Corinthians 13:8 Thought For ThoughtGive your sorrow all the space and shelter in yourself that it is due, for if everyone bears his grief honestly and courageously, the sorrow that now
fills the world will abate. But if you do not clear a decent shelter for your sorrow, and instead reserve most of the space inside you for hatred and
thoughts of revenge- from which new sorrows will be born for others- then sorrow will never cease in this world and will mulitply.
~ Etty Hillesum Hey YouSitting here watching it rain, thinking about going to work out upstairs, the gym is closed today,........Bummer!! Ok so, listening to music on my laptop and playing with my photos! Have a great day, and smile at a stranger today they may need it more than you know. Have fun whatever you are doing or reconsider it!
Abs
 Happy New Year!May your new year be filled with prosperity, growth, and joy!!!
Abigail Jesus Is Better Than Santa
A Time For EverythingEcclesiastes 3:1-15
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven
2 A time to give birth, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted. 3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to tear down, and a time to build up. 4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance. 5 A time to throw stones, and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, and a time to shun embracing. 6 A time to search, and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep, and a time to throw away. 7 A time to tear apart, and a time to sew together; A time to be silent, and a time to speak. 8 A time to love, and a time to hate; A time for war, and a time for peace. 9 What profit is there to the worker from that in which he toils? 10 I have seen the task which God has given the sons of men with which to occupy themselves.11 He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end.12 I know that there is nothing better for them than to rejoice and to do good in one's lifetime; 13 moreover, that every man who eats and drinks sees good in all his labor, it is the gift of God. 14 I know that everything God does will remain forever; there is nothing to add to it and there is nothing to take from it, for God has so worked that men should fear Him. 15 That which is has been already, and that which will be has already been, for God seeks what has passed by. Love
Love unexpressed is not love at all. Christ Notes God's Time4/3/08/
It would just make sense that the earth speaks a language all it's own An unknown language to only it's maker can be understood What if Mother Nature knows Knows about God's time and God's return His plan to lay waste all creation and renew His Heaven and Earth (Hosea 4:3) Do the birds that return in Early Spring know God's Clock? For even they know when to return home after winter has passed And they came back with song, a delight to my garden this year! Even the universe brought Easter earlier this year, March 23, 2008 At this moment it strikes me that there are no specific dates or specific times in God's word It is all His own But yet all His creation knows the Seasons and when it is time for change Watch the Elm this fall In Christ, Abigail Fool For You by Nicole NordermanThere are times when faith and common sense do not align, CHORUS: I admit that in my darkest hours I've asked what if, Cause they want proof of all these miracles I claim, Unaware of popularity, I would be a fool for You, I will speak Jesus name, I REALLY like this song!!! Merry CHRISTmas!!!merryChrstmasmerryChristmasmerryChristmasmerryChristmas merryChristmasmerryChristmasmerryChirstmas!!!
merryChristmasmerryChristmasmerryChristmas!!! Receiving A Sound MindI know that it is so very important for us all to "hold every thought captive" so, I am typing a prayer out of a book I hold on to
dearly, The Power Of The Praying Parent. For all who come across my page this is for you....
Lord, Thank you for promising us a sound mind. I lay claim to that promise for all who reads this today/tonight. I pray that his (her) mind
be clear, alert, bright, intelligent, stable, peaceful, and uncluttered. I pray there will be no confusion, no dullness, and no unbalanced, scattered, unorganized, or negative thinking. I pray that his (her) mind will not be filled with complex or confusing thoughts. Rather, give him (her) clarity of mind so that he (she) is able to think straight at all times. Give him (her) the ability to make clear decisions, to understand all he (she) needs to know, and to be able to focus on what he (she) needs to do. Where there is now any mental instability, imparment, or dysfunction, I speak healing in Jesus' name. May he (she) be renewed in the spirit of his (her) mind (Ephesians 4:23) and have the mind of Christ (1 Corinthians 2:16). I pray that he (she) will so love the Lord with all his (her) heart, soul, and mind that there will be no room in him (her) for the lies of the enemy or the clamoring of the world. May the Word of God take root in his (her) heart and fill his (her) mind with things that are true, noble, just, pure, lovely, of good report, virtuous, and praisworthy (Philippians 4:8). Give him (her) understanding that what goes into his (her) mind becomes part of him (her), so that he (she) will weigh carefully what he (she) sees and hears. You have said, "You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You, because he trust in You" (Isaiah 26:3). I pray that his (her) faith in You and Your Word will grow daily so that he (she) will live forever in peace and soundness of mind. In Christ Jesus' name I pray.
I hope that you find peace and joy here in such a failing world. For Him, Abbie
Romans 12:2
Philippians 4:6-7
2 Corinthians 10:4-5
Romans 8:6
Do you Feel....Do you ever feel afraid that you are not spending your time in ways you really should? Do you feel as if there is something more
to life, but you can just never really discover what that is? Almost l ike you are searching for something that seems to elude you just
as you think you have arrived!? Just as you think you have found that "perfect" someone, they let you down... and once again you feel empty. That my friend is the God shaped place in you that is longing to be filled! Our lives here are not long,
really, just a whisp of smoke in the realm of time, "a vapor." It is when we realize that God wants us to walk with Him that our lives
take on a profound change, and only then can He bring us up out from the depths that the enemy has led us into. Some of us we believe
in God but we only call on Him and appreciate Him as God when our lives are at the crisis point, when we are at our lowest of low. As one of
my favorite bible scholars puts it, "we want God to walk with us, the clay trying to spin the potter." (Moore) "Our clay feet get scorched walking through some terrible fires sparked by musguided passions of our own hearts."
It is about obedience to Him!! (read the last sentence again)
When we finally realize God's blessings would come, when we walk with God ( not Him walk with us) in His plan for our lives out of trust and obedience we will have come a long way! Here is a nice analogy, written by Beth Moore.
"Imagine going to Heaven and standing by God as He lovingly shows you His plan for you life. It begins with the day you are born.
Once you received christ as Savior, every day that follows is outlined in red. You see footprints walking through each day of your life.
On many of these days, two sets of footprints appear. You inquire: "Father, are those my footprints every day, and is the second set of
prints when you joined me?" He answers, "No, My precioius Child. The consistent footprints are Mine. The second set of footprints are when you joined Me." "Where were you going Father?" you ask. He answers, "To the destinyI planned for you, hoping you'd follow."
"But, Father, where are my footprints all those times?" God says, "Sometimes, you went back to look at old resentments and habits. Sometimes you chose your own path. Other times, your footprints appear on another persons calendar because you liked their plan better. Sometimes, you simply stopped because you would not let go of something you could not take with you." You say, "But Father, we ended up OK even if I didn't walk with you every day, didn't we?" God holds you close and smiles, "Yes Child, we ended up OK. But you see, OK was never what I had in mind for you." (Moore)
He is the beginning and the end, and as to this day me myself, I have recieved no other hope or better plans for my future better than
the one God has for me. There is no other! What are you waiting on?
Take Care, Abbie I knowWhen the trees sway you will know
and if the moon is high there I am
what makes you wonder about me now?
I am looking at your thoughts and feelings
sure as the place inside me knows
I know and so do you
what makes it what breaks it
open your mind and feel the energy
feel what you are here for
be who you are and smile in the believing
call on me now and the name you love
abbie For ThoughtA little something to ponder...
If a man/woman has a poor self-image, he/she will have doubts about his/her value that creeps into everything they do,
even into their relationships. People who are uncomfortable with the insecurity they project may avoid them, and this will in turn affect how they relate to family, friends, coworkers, and even strangers. Expecting to be rejected, they will be.
The preoccupation with trying to figure everything out will cause great friction between this person and all around them.
Any input, thought, or suggestion from friends or family will most likely be resented and refused, causing even more strife in his/her life.
No matter how hard loved ones try to help them, in the state of resentment and poor self esteem they will only retaliate with frustration until feelling totally hopeless and lost. God has a resolve to this!!
Seek His face, follow His laws, put him first. When our slef image gets so wrapped up in God that we lose ourselves in the process, we're free!!!! Free from the doubts that the enemy wants us to believe. We will see who we really are in and through our Heavenly Father.
"Man is the image and glory of God" 1 Corinithians 11:7 and he is "complete in Him, who is the head of all principality and power"
Colossians 2:10
From: The Power of A Praying Wife, Stormie Omartian My CoffeeThis past Friday morning I got up, stumbled into the kitchen searching for my favorite coffee cup. The aroma from the fresh brewed pot of coffee that my husband had so graciously made was wonderful as it is all mornings! Todd got me hooked on starbucks coffee when we took our trip to San Francisco a few years ago for our wedding anniversary, hehe! (we all got some kind of vice (in my best southern accent)) So anyway back to the point, I like my coffee very foamy and rich... but this morning I think was the richest most blessed cup I ever had. After taking my first sip I looked down and to my surprise I saw a cross! I have had some of my friends say that they see Christ on a cross, and my niece says that she and her fiancee (sp) see an angel. All were different but all were holy images! What do you see? I am daily amazed at the use of His ways to reveal Himself to me. Thank you Father!!!!!!! +++ I love you!
(See my photo album) She Is Just A LiarIf I held my breath and withstood today
Would you be there tomorrow or the next day See I don't think I can stand without knowing But my heart is just a liar she has always been that way Telling me things she should never say What I wanted was to breath the truth Someone to show me how to give Someone who knows me past my name Who could laugh when all I did was take Who thought falling over the edge with me would be fun Because I get a little crazy sometimes And I fall But Walking in the rain hides the tears on my face This time I think I fell too far and I tried too late Because when I got there the door was left open I heard your leaving in the silence When I leave this time I will Deny my heart once more She is just a liar like always before amb My Piano PaintingMy Piano Painting
I rode my bike to the medow yesterday
but forgot my camera at home this time on purpose laughed at myslef a little in the needing the time in-between something of me echoed that this one the sunset falling today was just for me so I sat there in the land of oaks and pecans me and the cool sweet grass we waited feeling a slow breeze play upon us like a child's gentle hands while telling me supper was cooking somewhere maybe at the little blind girl's house the old blue one that sits comfortably aged who lives anyway because it's owners accomplish friendliness in spite of circumstances it always looks inviting to me like a home so I layed down there in the grass under an enormous oak tree and basked in its saftey and wondered how old it was it was time worn and traditional I could visit with it a long time and sleep shielded from rain right there and dream of my spirit dancing free in the drops but it was revealing no answers to me that day so I closed my eyes for a moment so I would remember and see it perfect the sun was stretching across the sky reflections in the clouds and I would sit and watch and take it in like a craving child I would I knew then long that I had my camera Or maybe my piano to paint my facination audible strokes the way only pianos can this way the little girl in the blue house would know I always came here to her field not forgetting her and she would sit and listen quietly from her house with her smile to my piano painting for her in the medow abbie
Never ForgottenIn your search to find
something real
you may not see what you feel
for it is not where you are looking
all the days gone by
yet still you do not concieve it
when you least expect
you will see
but you will not believe
in the moment it finds you
poured out like music from a bow
all the colors eyes have to hold
a richness unfolds
while the sun is sinking down
a sunset appears and is gone
a scene seen
never forgotten
abbie Inside the Moments of My Prayers your voice sounds like a love song
you sing to me a song never heard but always known
inside the momets of my prayers
rewards of these words I cherish
as much as the beat in my chest
an accent in synchronicity with peace
knowing I am not ordinary because you made me
these dreams are like the way you pour the rain
wonderful rain that smells like life to earth
from your heaven
making me sing inside rejoycing your face
now smiling upon me
I know the power that is hidden in the wind
is the same force you are in me
it blows a covering of you over me
I am inside looking out
It is like listening to the grass waving under your hand
mesmerizing me to swaying of the trees
as if you are singing back to my questions
a beautiful tone of nature that links me to you
and in my childhood dreams you sang to me
I remember you
each night you held me close to you in my abandon
my resolution is now no longer stolen
it is in you my Holy God and evident in every sunset
love lives inside the moments of my dreams
when you walk with me there inside the moments of my prayers
Thanks!!!I wanted to thank all of you who responded to my need of input on my research paper! I appreciate each and every comment and e-mail! I am so happy to say that I found out today that my teacher said that my paper "was good" and I got 182/200, so basically I got an A!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yayyyy!!!!!! Hurrray!!
 abbie Prayer in Public SchoolsI am writing a *Research* paper (eight pages) on prayer in public schools... what do you think, should our children be allowed to pray Teacher led prayers in their schools??? Yes or No?
Your opinion will help me with my paper! Thanks!!!
 Ciao, have a nice day, abbie The PlaceThe Place
I have been thinking about Him today
I seem to find myself down that road a lot these days the one that leads me to where the sun becomes immesurable where it seems to fall into the earth at the end of the day that is the place where I like to be still and silent watching His hand draw it all out then adding appropriate color for me so I can pretend that I see your face in the clouds smiling It is a heart that He gave me that takes me the distance to that place just to appreciate how the sun fades down one more time the shivery cold air moves gently in around me but I do not apperceive it I wonder where my jacket was left laying but it is only a temporary thought I cannot take my eyes off of the beauty that is vanishing it never is the same and yet always just the same because it stirs something inside that had withdrawn every moment is as delicate as life itself and always reforming in front of me It is like the place where souls find their way It is plain to me that He can be seen He can be felt there In these few moments each day I thank him for This Place By Abbie Blazek Cookies & Milkthe little mustache comes equipped
that is white and wet upon his lip
a smile that is sweetness better than the cookie
dip and bite a cold crunchy
munch munch munchy
down to the last one he starts to worry
she walkes over to him in no hurry
whispers something to his delight
with bright eyes he lookes at the oven light
beep beep beep time is up
he smiles a chocolate chip smile and holds out his cup
For myCole Love, Mommy
The SunsetThe sun danced all day in the sky
then grew tired and said good-bye
God said wait a moment for me you will
one more favor for the peoples thrill
cast your rays far across the land
I will help you with the touch of my hand
make it red, orange and bright golden
make it seem like an artist's brush we had stolen
show my signature at the end for all believers to see
a message to them each day as plain as can be
give them something special on this day
something that when they see they won't walk away
I am here in the heavens looking down upon you all
I will show you everything if you listen to my call
abbie
Please let me know what you think ..... writing this for the Journal!!
Alabaster Box Alabaster Box The room grew still as she made her way to Jesus
She stumbles through the tears that made her blind She felt such pain Some spoke in anger Heard folks whisper "There's no place here for her kind" Still on she came through the shame that flushed her face Until at last she knelt before his feet And though she spoke no words, everything she said was heard As she poured her love for the master from her box of alabaster And I've come to pour my praise on HIm like oil From Mary's alabaster box Don't be angry if I wash his feet with my tears and I dry them with my hair You weren't there the night he found me!! You did not feel what I felt when he wrapped his love all aorund me And you don't know the cost of the oil in my alabaster box I can't forget the way life used to be
I was a prisoner to the sins that had me bound I spent all my days And poured my life without measure Into a little treasure box I thought I found Until the day when Jesus came to me And filled my soul with the wonder of his touch So now Im giving back to him all the praise he's worthy of I've been forgiven and that's why I love him so much And I 've come to pour my praise on him like oil From Mary's alabaster box Don't be angry if I wash his feet with my tears And I dry them with my hair.......my hair You weren't there The night Jesus found me You did not feel what I felt when he wrapped his loving arms around me And you don't know the cost of the oil oohhhhhhhhhhhh You don't know the cost of my praise You don't know the cost of the oil in my alabaster box !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
By Nicole MullensJewels In HIs Pocketthe moon cried on the sun
he buttoned her in his soul
he let her tears fall freely
on his gift of healing
he reserved each one
individually
like jewels in his pocket
negotiating in his mind the right second
for illuminating them each with his kiss
carefully aimed and arranged
then streching them across the sky
a constellation sparkling for her to admire
abbie
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