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Blessings in Disguise

Perhaps longer than some songs at five minutes this particular gem has been soothing my heart during repeated plays lately. There is nothing quite like beautiful music and a melodious voice talent combined with poetic wisdom to penetrate through the mire and pierce our heart with much-needed light. May this song bring light to your heart as it does for me.

“Blessings” by Laura Story

We pray for blessings, we pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
prayer mattersWe pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
And all the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things

‘Cause what if Your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes
To know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your word is not enough
And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe

‘Cause what if Your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

refreshing rainWhen friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not,
This is not our home
It’s not our home

‘Cause what if Your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes
to know You’re near

What if my greatest disappointments or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
What if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise

Laura Mixon Story Elvington (born c. September 5, 1978) is an American contemporary Christian music singer-songwriter from Spartanburg, South Carolina. In June 2011, this first single off the album, also titled “Blessings”, reached No. 1 on the Billboard Christian Songs chart, giving Laura Story her first number one hit and making her one of the few female Christian artists to ever reach the top of the singles chart. In an interview, she explains “Blessings is just a bunch of songs about worshipping when life is hard”. Her husband was diagnosed with a brain tumor, and she wondered “Why didn’t you just fix it, God? You’re all powerful and all loving… just fix it.” After mentioning her desire to return to normal, her sister said “You know, I think the detour is actually the road.” She realized that “Spending time with [her husband] Martin obviously makes me happy, but it makes me a better person. That’s the blessing of it.” [source]

Allowing for JOY


“When a sword is tempered, it is first heated to melting point then hammered into a desired shape. It is plunged into cold water. Once cooled it is fired and hammered again until it grows sharp and strong. This tempering makes the sword worthy of being carried by a King. As we learn to endure and surrender to the fire, the hammer, and the cold, we grow strong and uncomplaining. We are able to face whatever comes, holding our temper, while we ourselves we are being tempered.” ~Ann Mortifee, In Love With The Mystery

LUKE 12:7~ But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows.

 

These 3 lovely images are not my own; sourced from my “UPLIFTING” Pinterest board

Allowing for Grief

A wonderful post by my dear blogging friend, Eliza Waters, really brought up my unfinished grief over the loss of 3 of my 4 pets recently, all within a six month period. While a tribute post will be shared once I am able to not sob over their photos and even their names, this post is about allowing ourselves time to grieve. When a loss is suffered, no one can say how long it will take or when we’re ‘over it’. To feel tremendous love is to feel grief deeply. This is a part of life, and a component of healing is giving ourselves permission to feel sad. It’s a lesson I’m certainly learning these days. Even the recent season of joy and light was a rough one for me. Normally I put up the tree and my large ceramic Nativity scene as early as December 1st but this year the tree went up on the 20th and the large Nativity never came out of its box, having two smaller one-piece ones around my home subbing in for it. But these seemingly small events meant a lot to me, and showed me how sad my heart still is.

no longer at my side but always in my heartSince it is my own comment, I am trusting Eliza will be fine with my sharing of it here. This is what I wrote to her this morning:

“Eliza, this post made me cry and that’s perfectly alright! Thank you for helping me with my healing through my grief of losing Nikki in September. Sadly we lost Jade, our Abyssinian tabby in May and our gorgeous long-haired Siamese (Ebony) in November, so a very rough 6 months I’m still reeling from. I began to cry as you shared about Ruby, whose sweet face (and coloring!) looks so like my Nikki-girl, and the loneliness on walks… I am SO glad you found Wren (what a great name!) and I hope to be there someday soon, but my heart is still so broken from losing 3 of 4 four-legged children recently. Yes they age, and some battles cannot be won no matter how advanced veterinary medicine is. Anyways, sorry, long comment here! Really just want to say Thank You… so much. For sharing, for adopting a new ‘fur-kid’, and helping me heal a bit more. Love & Light, Gina”

On the bright side, our 17-year old feisty tabby girl ‘Katie’ who was adopted from the pound 15 years ago, is doing her best to help my family and me still get our ‘cat quota’ in. She mostly sticks close to me, but the other day, while on my lap – again – and my husband within ear shot, I told her that she needs to give ‘dad’ some love too, since he’s below ‘quota’. (Our Siamese ‘Ebony’ practically lived on his shoulder, especially in the last few of her 17 years). So that night as we settled in to watch a program together, what did she do but spend the hour in HIS lap! Whatta good girl! He needs his cat-pats too.

Time passes and the healing comes. Achingly slow at first. Then a morning walk without thinking of Nikki for a while (as Eliza shares as well), then a whole day passes without tearing up about how much quieter our house is. So while this morning’s unexpected crying burst reminded me of how the pain is still there, I know it is lessening. It isn’t constant, but rather in scattered moments. Someday, when we’re ready, my husband and I will be ready to begin visiting rescue shelters to find another 4-legged ‘fur-kid’ that Katie can teach the ropes to. Until then, she’s helping us feel loved (and bossed around a bit too!).

Image sources
2 square images at the top are from my Pinterest boards without sources being evident.
The incredible drawing of the crying eye is called ‘Don’t cry to night’ by Omar Gordillo Soto [source]
And the touching pawprint in the clouds is from Facebook/RainbowBridgepetloss [source]

An Amazing Lesson within a Song

This song is very meaningful to me, as a reminder that we do not need to be perfect to be loved. We are beautiful just the way we are. Amy Grant’s song reminds us that our cries of loneliness and pain are as meaningful and beautiful to God as a ‘hallelujah’. This is an important lesson I am learning and integrating…. that I do not have to always be in my ‘joyful’ place, shining and bright and overflowing with love. Sometimes I’m sad, and low energy, and feel like I have nothing more to offer anyone. This song reminds me that in those moments of sadness, we are as loved as ever.

I do not need to always be happy and shining to have something to offer the world. I may not feel up to complimenting the store clerk, to help brighten her day, but I do seem to always have the ability to offer a smile… if nothing else. And a smile is a beautifully healing thing. More powerful than we know. So here’s a song on a topic that means a lot to me. I hope you enjoy. May we all remember we are good enough, just the way we are, no matter what. Blessings, Gina

What Can I Say


For months now I have been suffering from a grief-laden form of writer’s block. A sense of ‘what can I say’ has been blocking words from flowing through me. Instead, lately I find solace in images. If during my time away from my blog anyone has wondered where I was, I was on Tumblr and Pinterest. These are places where I have another ‘family’ of sorts, although nowhere near as close as here on WordPress because we share without words. We share with each other through images. Especially on my Tumblr site. Collecting photographs that portray a certain feeling of ‘life in the country’ has been my solace.

Pinterest and Tumblr are quite different, and I enjoy both for different reasons. My PIN boards are fun and freeform, whereas my Tumblr board is more sacred to me… a place where I am careful to only select images that portray what I FEEL.

My entire Tumblr site is about mood and feeling. I liken it to an online Dream Board, for it is what I dream of living, a place in the country with a few animals that are working companions, and not for eating. Tree fall and mushroom collecting from nearby forests, absolutely. Fishing, definitely. But meals are mostly from eggs, cheese, and freshly grown grains and vegetables. Therefore you will not find any images of pigs or cows, except the occasional milk cow and she will be long-lived and well loved, as would her offspring be. No veal or pork here. And my well-trained horses will be able to pull a sleigh, wagon or plow as easily as going for a ride through the woodland or countryside.

Dream Boards are a wonderful way to focus on that which we intend to create and accomplish. Tumblr does this for me regarding my dream of a life in the country as a writer, gardener, cook and dish washer, baker, fisher, knitter, artist, book collector, star gazer, fire maker, wood gatherer, tree planter, egg collector, sheep shearer, barn chore handler and livestock/bee keeper.

So if you ever dream of a less complicated life, and enjoy communing with trees and stroking the neck of a horse or a sheep, you just might enjoy a stroll about my place in the country. It’s a place where I spend a lot my internet time, collecting images that help me feel as if I’m already living my dream. Scroll down through the infinite scroll as is, or click on ‘Nostalgia’ to scroll through image snapshots of my wordless posts through the months past. I hope you enjoy! Be well. Namaste. Blessings, Gina

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A Time To Rest

take a bath copyToday is a good day to relax. Let us set aside moments to relish a bit of nourishing solitude. How about spending time outdoors, reading some uplifting words, and cherishing a long, soothing soak in a tub.

old fashioned soap copyThere’s really nothing quite like laying down amidst warm water to help melt away the stresses of life.

That’s where I’m headed and I wish that for you as well.

Sometimes we just need to unplug.

May we all be refreshed and renewed for the days ahead, and grateful for the many blessings around us.

 

 

“There must be quite a few things a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them.”

~ Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (1963)

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“Noble deeds and hot baths are the best cures for depression.”

~ Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle (1948)

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rustic clawfoot bathroom“This is what the Sabbath is for: reverence, rest, renewal, rejuvenation, reassuring rituals, recreation, rejoicing, revelation, remembering how much you have to be grateful for, and saying ‘thank you!’ You can do this in a church, mosque, temple or synagogue, on a walk, while antiquing, sitting in bed propped up on pillows reading something wonderful with a breakfast tray, working the crossword puzzle before a roaring fire, attending a marvelous art exhibition or movie matinee, or listening to opera in the kitchen as you sip sherry and prepare a fabulous feast. What matters is that you do something special that speaks to your soul and that you revel in whatever you do. Your activities on the Sabbath should uplift you and provide enough inspiration to sustain you during the week to come.” ~ Sarah Ban Breathnach, Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy

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“Anybody can observe the Sabbath but making it holy surely takes the rest of the week.”

~ Alice Walker

Hopefulness

1childeye EarthLet us visualize what we want to have happen… imagine and see the life we want to walk into. Let’s think about what we want to have happen in our future. See it now. Notice it. Focus on it.

Kind actions are happening right here and right now, all around us. Look for the polite drivers who let in that merging car, and the courteous cashier who calls “I’m open over here.” Maybe you’ll observe a neighbor who smiles at others or a bus driver who is kind. Let’s see the good. Focus on it. And also do what we can to BE the good. Let’s lead the way, and show how it’s done. Role models matter! And helping to shine light and kindness in the world really can be as simple as a genuine smile.

nature therapyTake care of YOU so that you can bring your brightest light. Remember that what you think about, focus on, and do really makes a difference in our world, more than you may ever know. Your smiling face, good mood and congenial kindness all help raise the energy of everyone around you.

Begin within, find your faith (whatever touches and inspires your heart), take care of you, and shine your light brightly. Let’s all do what we can to fill our hearts with so much gratitude and love that our hearts can overflow into the hearts of others!

We need your light. You are beautiful. Thank you for visiting, reading, and being You! Love, Gina ~ Professions For Peace

 

1handholding Earth“I don’t think of all the misery, but of the beauty that still remains.” ~ Anne Frank

“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.” ~ Robert Fulghum

“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.” ~ John Lennon

“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ~ Pablo Neruda

“It is often in the darkest skies that we see the brightest stars.” ~ Richard Evans