This is a picture that I took of the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem. This shot is primarily focused on the men’s side of the prayer area. There are head coverings available to borrow in this area. The women pray in the area to the right. Both have areas where you wash your hands as you enter. Inside you may pray near the wall and place prayer requests onto small pieces of paper that you have folded up. It is amazing to see the amount of prayers placed here in this sacred spot. HUGZ2all God bless
Immersion has more than one definition. One definition is to involve oneself deeply in a particular activity or interest. Another is to dip or submerge in a liquid. Odd how in faith we may have done both.
Baptism is an example of immersion in some faiths. I have been lucky enough to have been submerged by a man of God at the River Jordan as others witnessed my cleansing. That was something that took but a few minutes yet meant so much to my walk of faith. But, I dare say, that was the easy part of immersion in my walk with faith. The other definition, the one that involves going deeply into an interest is much harder.
Immersion, that daily walk with my faith is something I do okay at some days and not so well on other days. The ability to walk with Christ daily seems to be a challenge as there are other things that seem to get in the way. Our modern world offers up so many things that entertain us and keep us busy. Television and radio are two of them. Having heard sermon after sermon on how we spend more time with both of these things than with God I began to realize that I had what some may call false Gods in my life. So, I began to change how I viewed media. I began to seek ways to shift from the cultural influences on both to the spiritual ones. I now watch and listen to Christian channels more than I ever had. I have even discovered a Jewish channel and have found programs out of Israel that show places I had visited while there as well as new locations. I am now able to immerse myself in things of faith daily. It is not a perfect answer but it is a start.
Immersing myself into a prayerful life is another area wherein I have found small ways to make a difference in my daily walk. I now pray while in the car, while I sew, or when I walk out to get the mail. I have found that my mind is becoming better at flipping into prayer in my mind than it had before. Immersing myself in prayer helps me to obtain the goal of praying unceasingly. I may never master this, but I am making an effort and am seeing progress. I know God sees it as well.
Immersion has more than one definition and if you attempt to follow it faithfully it has more than one challenge in your life. Look for the little things that you can change in order to walk with him more closely. Immerse yourself in his word and listen when he speaks to you. He will help you. HUGZ. God bless.
Years ago pictures like the one above were quite popular. Most folks could look at the image, the pattern, and a new picture would emerge from amongst the lines. At that moment you would hear the viewer announce to the world what they saw. But, I never could figure those things out. I would stare, follow tips of those who could master the task, and do all I could think of but I could never see anything more than the pattern in front of my face. I never could see the essence of the picture, its soul. But for all who could see the essence of the picture they always announced the same found item. It was never argued, never debated, there was one answer. Each pattern held one hidden image. Some could see it. Some could not.
There are other things like those patterns on our world. We look at them and one can see the soul of the meaning hidden in the image or the words but others cannot. But the difference is that with most other things we do not ever agree on what is hidden in the pattern if we can see it. Take for instance, this BLOG. Not one person will totally agree with another person who reads this why I wrote it or what the essence of the article is. This is because we have varied backgrounds that help us filter things we find in our lives. It is not as simple as those magic pictures.
Take a look at this image. What do you see? Is there anything hidden that pops out at you? Are there things that remind you of patterns in the world or in your life?
Looking at people can be dissected in the same way as looking at those magic images. When we look at a person some people see the brilliance in them pop out like it is magic before their eyes. Others see the good, or the bad, or judge them by how they look or dress. What did you surmise about this young person from the times of the depression? How would you react to them if you saw someone like them on the streets of today? Would you see the same as everyone else who saw the same image?
My challenge to you today is to see in all you experience the magic. Look for the good in all that God has created. Find the good in people you meet. It is there. I pray that the good in all may pop out at you and may you see all through the eyes of God. Patterns in our world and in our lives can shift. Shift your daily patterns toward seeing magic in all.
God bless. HUGZ
Have you ever watched those of faith as they go about their day to day living? How do they act in relation to others? How do they act at church? Or maybe when in the church working or volunteering, how do they act then? In our minds we may think that they all act the same. But, do they?
I am a people watcher. I learn a lot about people in that way. I love to watch how they react to certain circumstances and to certain people. Take for example a Christian meeting someone who uses the Lords name in vain. Some of them simply go on and attempt to ignore what just occurred. Others join in with the same type of talk and do not seem to be aware. Then there are those who bless the person privately and ask God to be with them and to guide them to not do so. Each one goes to church on Sunday. Each one professes faith to their God, but their reactions differ.
Judgement of others is another big area. I love to watch people as they serve those in need. Most are caring and loving. They are tender to those in need and lift them up and use words that edify. Yet, I have also met those who scorn them behind their backs and accuse them of things that are not always true. They judge them. All people need our love and our understanding. All are created in the image of God just as we are.
I am not writing this as to condemn people of faith. I am writing this as a tool for you to think about your actions. How do you act when out and about the world? How do you act while at work? How do you react to someone who is different than you are? How about how you treat those in need? We are all human. We are all sinners. Yet, we can look at our actions and how they must seem to those about us.
Subtle nuances of our actions, our words, our ways are seen by all. Are you a dollar a week, an hour a week Christian or do you act like what you believe in at all times? During this season of Lent ask God to reveal to you the areas of need in your life. I know he has revealed many to me. May God be with you on this journey we call life. I wish you many good things. HUGZ God bless you.
Nervous, so nervous. I had just overheard the doctor telling my family that I should be getting better by now. I had been on an IV diet for a week with no food or water and yet the pain remained. I began to think about so many things and my nerves were about shot. I could not get out of bed to take care of things that I felt I needed to do. I did not even have a cell phone to call those I loved to talk to them. All I could think of was how I wanted to be there to one day meet my sons’ loved ones and my possible grandchildren. I wanted to live!
Then an odd thing happened. I was asleep and soon realized that I was floating above my body. I could actually see my form laying on the bed below me. Next, I realized that I had no pain! There was no pain at all! I began trying different things. I thought maybe I could fly out of the room and down the hall to see other things. I had been in that room for a long time. I tried but in that moment I went elsewhere. I was back in the house I lived in as a small child. I could smell what was cooking in the kitchen, I could hear my mother’s voice and see my brother next to me watching the television. It was as if I had time traveled back in time to that location and then was whisked to another place and time with my brother. Each new place was experienced by all of my senses. Yet, I had no pain and I did not feel ill at all. Those episodes lasted for a while until I was taken to a place where there was a valley with a lake. There were large hills behind it. Here I was met by something like a receiving line of people who had passed away. They were mostly people from my husband’s side of the family. One had on overalls and had a tool in his hand. He had loved to work on cars in his lifetime. Another one had a cow near him. He had been a farmer and had one cow he kept as a pet until it died of old age. I looked at them and they seemed to see me but we never approached one another.
It was then that I moved into the next part of the experience. I felt a love so pure that I cannot even tell you how it felt. The only thing ever close to it in this life was when I held my newborn sons and looked into their eyes for the first time ever. That pure love is one I will never forget. This was followed by a brief conversation about if I wanted to stay. I relayed to the one I was speaking with that I wanted to stay with my family. I didn’t feel it was my time yet. My husband had just lost his father and now I was so ill and possibly dying myself. How would he deal with all of that? Finally, I felt as I was going back.
In a flash I was back in my room hovering over my body. Then, I fell back into the form on my bed and the pain, the anguish of my illness returned. I lay there trying to figure out what had just transpired as a nurse walked into the room.
Here I am now years later and I look back on that time in my life from time to time. I want you to know that I have seen that valley since then. I was at the funeral of my husband’s uncle in Southern Ohio and when we pulled into the cemetery I looked to the right and saw the hills and the valley. I about leaped out of the car right then and there. I listened to the prayers but all the while I was reading the names on the tombstones in the area. After the ceremony I talked to my spouse and he took me around the cemetery and walked with me to view the valley. This cemetery had so many from his heritage buried there. I had never seen that valley before that day, but it is forever engraved in my mind’s eye.
I am no longer nervous about dying. I know now that I will be in a place filled with a love so pure that I look forward to it. I want to be there one day with my family and loved ones. I want to see that valley and run into the arms of the grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, and best friends and most of all our children lost in this life. Back then, I was so nervous about dying. But now I am so blessed as those nerves have been washed away and I am calm. Calm and blessed, what more could I ask for?
HUGZ2all God bless!
Think on this. Meditate on it. Devour it. Dissect it. Ruminate on each word and then you shall see the true meaning of the Lord’s Prayer revealed to you.
Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. Amen.
The Lord’s Prayer was the response to the question posed to Jesus as to how shall we pray? If you travel to Jerusalem and go up onto the Mount of Olives you can visit the gardens where this took place. You can also see this simple prayer translated into all of the languages of the world. We took pictures of many of them and were amazed to think of all of the people who pray these words in their own tongue. (The one above is in Creole, one of the languages spoken in Haiti) This simple prayer is one prayed by the masses but how often is it prayed in rote? How often is it prayed without even thinking about the meaning of the words or why Jesus asked us to pray in this manner?
Today and in days to come I ask you to look once again at this prayer Jesus asked us to pray. I am not here to tell you what it means but just as one asking you to visit it again and to look at what it teaches you today. God gave you these words for a reason. Ruminate on what that reason is. You will be enlightened.
God bless you. HUGZ2all
This is response to the weekly photo challenge that I am growing to LOVE! Hope you enjoy this as much as I do!
This picture was taken in the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem, the site where Jesus was born. This piece of flooring has been uncovered for people to see it. It is underneath the area that we walk on as tourists and worshippers today. There were other pieces of flooring that we saw while in the Holy Lands such as tiling that still exist in Herod’s home etc. It is amazing how such glorious handwork has lasted over centuries. I chose this one as my favorite picture taken of flooring. Perhaps in another challenge I will post more.
Here is a link to more pictures of this flooring on Bing: (taken by others)
https://daffodilwild.wordpress.com/photo-challenge/ – This is a link to the site with the listing of photo challenges.