Devotionals · Pondering

Over Me?

Zephaniah 3:17

“The LORD your God in your midst, The Mighty One, will save;
He will rejoice over you with gladness,
He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.” 

The LORD thy God in the midst of thee [is] mighty; he will save,
he will rejoice over thee with joy;
he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.

“For the LORD your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior.
He will take delight in you with gladness.
With his love, he will calm all your fears.  He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”  

“The LORD your God is in your midst, A victorious warrior.
He will exult over you with joy,
He will be quiet in His love, He will rejoice over you with shouts of joy.”

The LORD, your God, is in your midst, a warrior who gives victory;
he will rejoice over you with gladness,
he will renew you in his love; he will exult over you with loud singing,….

For all He does and has done for us, for me, I can surely, I can only, REJOICE in my LORD.
I am constantly amazed that He will sing over me.  He quiets me when I am restless, when anxiety takes over, when noise fills my head.  He delights in me, IN ME.  This Mighty God Who saves bends over me, loving me.  As he is right there, I can feel the breath of God upon me and know that His Holy Spirit dwells within me, teaches me, intercedes for me, loves me.  This Powerful God sings over me, rejoices over me, is glad I am His. How can I deny this love?  I cannot.
You will also be a crown of beauty (of splendor, of glory) in the hand of the LORD, And a royal diadem in the hand of your God. It will no longer be said to you, “Forsaken,” Nor to your land will it any longer be said, “Desolate”; But you will be called, “My delight is in her,” And your land, “Married”; For the LORD delights in you, And to Him your land will be married.  For as a young man marries a virgin, So your sons will marry you; And as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride, So your God will rejoice over you.  Isaiah 62:3-5 NASB

“The conversion of sinners and the consolation of saints are the joy of angels, for they are the joy of God him-self.”  Matthew Henry

Beautiful in elevation, the joy of the whole earth, Is Mount Zion in the far north, The city of the great King.  Psalm 48:2 NASB

“He will rest in his love, will be silent in his love, so the word is.”  Matthew Henry

“I will not rebuke thee as I have done, for thy sins; I will acquiesce in thee, and in my relation to thee.”  Matthew Henry

“O the condescensions of divine grace! The great God not only loves his saints, but he loves to love them, is pleased that he has pitched upon these objects of his love. He will joy over them with singing. He that is grieved for the sin of sinners rejoices in the graces and services of the saints, and is ready to express that joy by singing over them. The Lord takes plea-sure in those that fear him, and in them Jesus Christ will shortly be glorified and admired.”  Matthew Henry

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Devotionals · God's Word · Pondering

Bringing My Sheaves With Me

When the LORD restored the fortunes of Zion,

we were like those who dream. 

Then our mouth was filled with laughter, 

 and our tongue with shouts of joy; 

then they said among the nations, 

“The LORD has done great things for them.”

The LORD has done great things for us; 

we are glad. 

Restore our fortunes, O LORD, 

 like streams in the Negeb! 

Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy! 

He who goes out weeping, 

bearing the seed for sowing, 

 shall come home with shouts of joy, 

bringing his sheaves with him. 

(Psalm 126 ESV)


A song of Zion…the seventh song of ascent.

…from the time of restoration of Jerusalem following the Babylonian captivity

Have you ever longed for something for so very long, or through so much stress or turmoil in your life?  I surely have and when that longing finally became a reality, I was not sure it was real.  Did you have to touch something to be certain you still weren’t dreaming or longing about that time when things would change, be different?

The joy of the people in this Psalm could not be contained. There was exuberance, splendid joy, delight, and pure happiness.  Do you know these feelings?  Could you contain yourself?  Would you even want to?  If you were singing this psalm, could you apply it to your circumstances?  Here, they are praying for those who remained in captivity.  They were encouraging them through the words of this joy-filled psalm.  We might want to sing it for a particular deliverance needed for the church or our own land or to the incredible work of our salvation by Christ, or healing, or reconciliation.

Yet, we cry at the same time, it seems.  Tears of joy, tears of sorrow.

“There are tears which are themselves the seed that we must sow, tears of sorrow for sin, our own and others, tears of sympathy with the afflicted church, and the tears of tenderness in prayer and under the word. These are precious seed, such as the husbandman sows when corn is dear and he has but little for his family, and therefore weeps to part with it, yet buries it under ground, in expectation of receiving it again with advantage. Thus does a good man sow in tears.  They shall have a harvest of joy. The troubles of the saints will not last always, but, when they have done their work, shall have a happy period. The captives in Babylon were long sowing in tears, but at length they were brought forth with joy, and then they reaped the benefit of their patient suffering, and brought their sheaves with them to their own land, in their experiences of the goodness of God to them. Job, and Joseph, and David, and many others, had harvests of joy after a sorrowful seedness.  Those that sow in the tears of godly sorrow shall reap in the joy of a sealed pardon and a settled peace. Those that sow to the spirit, in this vale of tears, shall of the spirit reap life everlasting, and that will be a joyful harvest indeed. Blessed are those that mourn, for they shall be for ever comforted.”  Matthew Henry

In your periods of longing, have you shed tears?  Have you also reaped a harvest, shouting with pure joy because the LORD has blessed you with an abundance this year?  For me, this period of trial upon trial with my body and my mind has certainly brought many a tear.  Yet, I know, my precious LORD, that You have kept count of my tossings, my wanderings;
 You have put my tears in Your bottle.  Are they not in Your book?
  Then my enemies will turn back in the day when I call.
  This I know, that God is for me.  Yes, You are for me. 
 In God, whose Word I praise, in the LORD, whose Word I praise,
 in God I trust; I shall not be afraid.  What can man do to me?  (personal paraphrasing from Psalm 56:8-11)

I am not afraid.  My tears have watered the seeds of crops, hopefully rich crops.  My tears have watered the hearts of those I love, the sorrows of others, the ailments of many.  We are reaping the harvest in wholly healed and healing bodies, tender and peaceful hearts, joy where mourning once stood.  May my tears continue to wet the earth of seeds yet to grow and to be harvested.  I want to bring my sheaves with me and rejoice in the joy of the LORD.

I am not quite at this “Snoopy-place” yet, but would certainly like to be.  Just looking at him makes me smile though!!
Devotionals · Pondering

Memorial Day 2012


Like warriors they charge;

like soldiers they scale the wall.

They march each on his way;

they do not swerve from their paths. 

Joel 2:7

They do not swerve from their paths.  United States soldiers are obedient, trained, dutiful, and fight for freedom.  Let us not take what these men and women do and are for granted.  They need our prayers, our constant support, and ties back to their homeland.  Whether they fight in a war that we agree with or in one that we oppose, they are the soldiers of the United States of America.  Stand by them in every way possible.

Father, please hold each one closely in Your protective arms.  Show Yourself strong on their behalf as they do their duty on foreign soil or here.  Send Your angels to surround each one as they fight, as they teach, as they destroy explosive ordinances, as they train foreign armies, in all they do.  I thank You for each person who volunteers to go into the service in these times.  I thank You for giving them abilities to do what they must do.  No matter what the job, please be with them each and all.  If they do not know You, Father, nor Your Son, Jesus, I pray that through all of this, they will come to You.  Draw them near.  Place one of Your Christian soldiers with them.  Give that soldier boldness to share You with the other soldiers.  (I just read something from WWII where someone said, “There are no atheists in foxholes.”  Father, let there be no atheists in Iraq, in Afghanistan, especially among the USA soldiers, in those foxholes, or tents, or buildings, or desert.)  If natives are near our Christian soldiers, I pray Your light shine from each one to these Iraqis, these Afghans, these Pakistanis, these Libyans.  Father, I pray on my knees, lifting my hands to You for every one of our soldiers. 

The Lord utters His voice

before His army,

for His camp is exceedingly great;

he who executes His word is powerful.

For the day of the Lord is great and very awesome; 

who can endure it? 

Joel 2:11

Jesus, I pray Your angels surround these men and women as they serve.  I thank You that You are with so many in their spirits.  I thank You that keep them close to You in all types of situations.  If they serve at home, as they are on USA soil between deployments, care for them mentally and physically as well as spiritually.  Once they are home for good, please provide the stability they need to face their lives with family, friends, and life home again without war.  Especially, hold the soldiers close who have had brain injuries, physical traumas, fears and mental traumas.  Make them whole again, Lord.  Please.  Thank You for protecting my Kenneth while he fought in VietNam, for bringing him home safely and allowing us to meet and marry years later.  May we never, NEVER, treat our soldiers the way we treated our VietNam veterans upon their return home.  Thank You for keeping Jim safe through his two deployments to Iraq and one to Bahrain.  Lord, may we find ways to help our men and women today as they return home so that they find their way to Your safe haven, are able to live and love safely in their home country.



 “Do you think that I cannot appeal to my Father, 

and He will at once send Me more than twelve legions of angels?”

   Matthew 26:53


For those who have lost their lives in battle, while serving this country, Father, I pray You care for the families, the children, the wives, the mothers and fathers of each and every soldier, yesterday, today, and tomorrow.  O, God, why do we have war?  I lost my Daddy many years ago after his safe return from the Pacific during WWII, and then his safe return from Operation Crossroads and Operation Greenhouse (pieces of the Manhattan Project after the War), yet unknown consequences from radiation were to take him from me, from my sisters, from my mom.  You know, Lord.  I was only 12.  I still miss him today.  Would You hold me longer?  Rock me to sleep those nights when I miss him so?  Care for all of us who have lost someone through war or military maneuvers of some sort.  I pray, Lord, from the depths of my heart.  Each soldier is a gift for the gifts they give to us through their duties, through their stance, their representation of America, through who they are.  Thank You for every one of them.  In the Strong Name of Jesus, Amen.


Credits:Flag photo: taken by me (5/2009)
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God created each of us in His image to be creators of something
beautiful.  Allowing Him to flow through us makes for creations to exist,
to come to life.  From early ages, creativity flows in us for we are
children just come from God and then we flow with Him.  As we age, this creativity
can be stumped, stifled, or even staged.  God needs for us to allow Him
freedom.  He wants us to create as He creates. 

‘Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;’
William Wordsworth 

To Create:  bring (something) into existence
• cause (something) to happen as a result of one’s actions
• (of an actor) originate (a role) by playing a character for the first time.
• invest (someone) with a new rank or title
(ORIGIN late Middle English (in the sense [form out of nothing,] used of a
divine or supernatural being): from Latin creat- ‘produced,’ from the
verb creare.)

Train up a child in the way he should go;
even when he is old he will not depart from it. 
(Proverbs 22:6 ESV)



Scribbling and drawing as a little child 

‘Every child is an artist. The problem is to remain an artist once he grows
Pablo Picasso


Writing stories

‘If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the
companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the
joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in.’ 
Rachel Carson


Playing the clarinet


…and bassoon in high school
includes drawing and painting, but it is more than just art. Creativity
includes having fun and playing, but it is more than just fun and
games. Creativity provides an exciting way for children to become
intrinsically motivated, to find joy in the ordinary, and to discover
their hidden talents. All children possess creativity.’  Steve Dahlberg
Macrame plant holders, a window curtain

‘The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are
permitted to remain children all our lives.’  
Albert Einstein


Teaching first grade,
preparing lessons that I hoped would inspire learning,
teaching children one-on-one in a manner that would inspire confidence and learning, especially to READ

‘Our greatest natural resource is the minds of our children.’ 
Walt Disney


crocheting baby blankets,
…and a big one for my Mama’s Mother’s Day
‘Life begins as a quest of the child for the man and ends as a journey by the
man to rediscover the child.’ 
Laurens Van der Post
    For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
I awake, and I am still with you.

(Psalm 139:13-18 ESV)
Creating me involved such intricacy, details beyond my comprehension.
Only God could put me together and He did.
He knit me.
He wove me.
He created me.
So God created man in his own image,in the image of God he created him;male and female he created them.(Genesis 1:27 ESV)
LORD, thank You for creating me and for giving me a creative mind and heart.  I can become the Linda You made when I allow You to continue to mold me and to make me…in Your creative ways.  I can become the Linda You desire when I allow You to flow through me giving me the touch of creativity in whatever You desire for me.  I am so grateful for the opportunities to try various things even when I did not do some of those things well.  I learned and I created.  I needed to try and to find out that I can fail and still be wonderfully loved by You.  You have continued to create through me whether it is in crocheting a blanket, being kind and loving to the elderly, write words on a page or here at “Being Woven”.  You are my Creator for which I am most blessed.  In the Beautiful Name of Jesus, Amen.  



Thanking my Mama This Mother’s Day

    Let your father and mother be glad;
let her who bore you rejoice.

(Proverbs 23:25 ESV)

Peonies and roses are her favorite flowers.  All flowers will make her smile though and be glad she has them to look upon.  She is my rosebud!  I love her so!  When God calls her home, I shall surely miss her.  At 98, I have learned to appreciate the moments with her.

Where Am I?
For Mother’s Day, I will go to visit my mother in the nursing home, taking her a favorite lunch, a few gifts and cards. We will make some phone calls to my sisters, her grandson…that is if she is up to all of that. For her 98 years, that may be a lot on any one given day. Sleep may be what she most desires. Or she may feel like listening to her iShuffle music. Whatever she wants, Mama gets on every day! She’s 98, you know!! 

She may just want to talk with me or know that I am in the room sitting nearby. Visiting this precious Mama is always an adventure. She is mighty special after all of these years. She birthed me when she was 33. I am the oldest of three. Back then, 33, 36, 39 were older ages to be having children, but she never thought she could have any at all. She has always felt blessed to have been a mother to three. My Dad died when he (and she) were only 46, leaving her with three to raise…the rest of the way. It was not easy especially as we hit those adolescent years. I was on the cusp of that period when he died. I have apologized to her more than many times for my stupid behavior in that era. She forgives and lets it go. She loved and loves us equally, I believe. She is thankful to have me near as I am the one with her now in these latter years of her life, has been for 14 1/2 years. She expresses her appreciation for me and for what I do for her. I accept with a humble heart. We have been through some tough calls as she has moved through many stages of dementia. Some have hurt me, yet I forgive, have let those feelings go too. 
We have laughed together. We have gone to our local AA baseball team’s games (The Hooks) with others from the nursing home, watched major league games on tv together…me who never watches baseball nor played it! But Mama LOVES her baseball, her Chicago Cubs and White Sox and San Diego Padres, all places she lived and knew her teams and their players, their averages and all that other stuff!
Mama remembers much and forgets much, makes up new and wild stories, and I have learned that I just allow those to be okay, changing a dangerous or scarey direction if need be. The mind riddled by dementia cannot easily be persuaded easily otherwise. She is beautiful in her old age because she is my mother and she willingly wears a red hat @ 98.
And she can be silly and having fun too, willingly wearing reindeer antlers!
She was a VERY independent woman for many-a-year. She needs help now, more than I can give her and has needed the nursing home for over 4 years now. Prior to that, she was in assisted living for 10+. So, my part has gone from doing little for her, to doing just about everything. Now, I am able to focus on loving and being more to her. I can sit and enjoy her more now because I don’t HAVE to do as much. Mind you, I still do a lot, but I get to be with her and enjoy her a whole lot more than before. I may sit there in her recliner watching her, thanking the LORD for this Mama of mine. I am not like my Mama in so many ways, but I thank God for the ways in which I am like her. 
I thank you, Mama, for all your love and care for me. I thank you for being both a mother and father to me, to us, after Daddy was gone. You raised me well. I am grateful for the lessons you taught and for those that I remember and use to this day! You are wonderful, Mama. I love you.

On these major holidays, I like to thank the staff for working on their Mother’s Day, their Christmas, their holiday. They always look most appreciative. That makes me feel good for appreciating these special ones who care for my special Mama. On a Mother’s Day, one of these employees wishes me a ‘Happy Mother’s Day’ and I just thank her for I have learned to do that rather than try to explain my true reality. 

Mother’s Day is always difficult for me because I never have had children. I have grown to handle it and I always think I can handle the next Mother’s Day until the actual day! As I meander on out to my car though, I become sad. For many years, this day still brings this overwhelmingly hard and sad feeling. I cannot seem to help it. For many reasons I have no children. For many reasons I would have made a good mother. For many reasons I have worked with children most of my life. And for many reasons I am so grateful to be a child of God. For many reasons, I will be fine. I know that the LORD is my Shepherd, my Abba, my One and Only. The human heart just takes over for a little while and that’s okay.  
For me, Mother’s Day is really about my mother, my Mama, not about me.  May I remember that, LORD. Call me back to that thought and these moments with the Mama You gave me for life on this earth. I love You, LORD. You are my Abba Father. I am so grateful for You. Amen.

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God's Word · Pondering

Where Am I?

Where am I? …

…gone astray
… yet I am found

I found something.
I hold it in my closed hand.
This is precious,
…..actually priceless to me.

I had it once,
but I seemed to lose it.

Yet, there it was right before me when I opened the eyes of my heart.

I was never without it.
I just misplaced me, myself.
How could I have done this?
I got too busy,
too self-involved with health, surgeries, pain, etc.,
too sidetracked,
too confused,
too scared,
too closed,
too everything…
and got lost!

I am here though and so is my God.
He never left me
nor forsook me.
He held me,
held me tightly.

I am found,
not lost.
I sit with my God.

“Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the LORD your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you.

Then Moses summoned Joshua and said to him in the sight of all Israel, “Be strong and courageous, for you shall go with this people into the land that the LORD has sworn to their fathers to give them, and you shall put them in possession of it. It is the LORD who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.”
(Deuteronomy 31:6-8 ESV)

The continuity of God’s Presence is an ALWAYS, a CONSTANT, a GIVEN.
God leads.  He provides godly leadership through others.
God protects His children.
God blesses His children.
God fights for His children.
God remains with His children.

“…teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.  (Matthew 28:20 ESV)

All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had spoken by the prophet: “Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and they shall call his name Immanuel” (which means, God with us).
(Matthew 1:22-23 ESV)

Amen.  God, You are with me.  Thank You, Abba Father.  Thank You.  You never lost me.  I just wandered and thought I was lost.  But You were with me every step.  Oh, thank You.  You are healing me and loving me and holding me.  I am with You as You are with me.  May I love as You have taught me to love.  May I breathe as You gave me life with Your breath.  May I journey towards You with each step as I walk towards Eternity.  May I be as You desire me to be, Precious LORD.  Oh, may I be.  Amen.
I am forever grateful for:
My Mama ~
  • Mama lovin’ us
  • Mama happy to see K and F
  • Mama appreciating me so much
  • Z calling more frequently; family becoming important to him as he has become a husband and soon to be a father (baby girl due in 2-3 weeks)
  • calm moments
  • Mama’s kind and sweet heart tonight
  • Texas wildflowers…like Bluebonnets

  • …like Indian Paintbrush
  •  …like Indian Blanket
  • God’s care for my Mama
  • Kind nurses at nursing home caring so much about Mom
  • CP staff think Mom is “quite the character and keeps us on our toes”
  • wonderful and long conversation with my sister, A…
  • A… telling me about Shama Thrush and a Brazilian Red Cap Cardinal visiting on her back deck in Kauai
  • my loving husband
  • my caring husband who is my best friend
  • memories of our honeymoon in Maine almost 19 years ago



Wandering Child

Family photo of my parents in 1950, along with me and a cousin

Family photo of Mom and me 2010
Indian Paintbrush
Indian Blanket:
Shama Thrush
Brazilian Red Cap Cardinal
Pemaquid Lighthouse