Saturday, July 30, 2011

Daughter of the king

De-throned and tossed to the floor. So it felt like sorta over the past several months. Or was it that she stepped down off the platform from beside the throne. Some look at the house of royals as something to aspire too. While still others resent them and the authority bestowed upon them.

Telling of all that the throne may offer is an overwhelming task when one sees them self as more of a commoner using here the allegory...

al·le·go·ry/ˈaləˌgôrē/Noun

1. A story, poem, or picture that can be interpreted to reveal a hidden meaning, typically a moral or political one.
of imagery.

says....The princess. 

"How dare I speak of privilege when I see, and so much more identify with those who by no fault of their own suffer. They are left wondering where is their God.
Thus to leave no question of wound I speak in silence to the one who holds my chin up high.
Once she heard an outcry of a city. Morning grieving a weakened heart. A heart failing them. The city wept but non could comfort for the deeds had come upon them. Not only them but all of those citizens who lived among them.  Left wondering why this out cry this pain of grief and loss could be heard long before it's time. Left in grief as to the times ahead how this city could stand up to the things to come. "

Yet ...
Many fell. Thousands loosing homes, spouses and children. Left crying begging in the streets for lodging and food. Giving all they had acquired so as to avoid penalty. Both the righteous and the wicked left wanting. Hearing those who with wrecked hearts take their own lives dieing in the attempts to escape the consequences of the city, and for some the effects of their own choices.

Seeing this vision unfold left wondering the reason for seeing it before hand. Seeking only to practice wisdom. The princess became speechless. Simply standing beside her King humbly grateful that mercy was beside and before her.  Grace in this unmerited favor.
How could she with such regard for those around her say of the King, her God...all is well with my soul. With her all is well. Even in the midst of simple adversity...all is well.

With pantry and shelter all is well. With Husband and Children all is well. With health and provision all is well. Within every challenge all is well. Blindly all is well.

She might declare such things to an ear in stinging pain as they envy and desire the same. "Who am I?" she asked seeing all that abundance before her.

She a daughter of the king who is as those who sit at the foot of the banquette table only to be asked to come and sit in the place of honor. She wishing all along that she might share her spot with so many many others no less deserving. Knowing that it was not in any deserving that she was asked to come forward.

Comes she to sit at the table set before her. Longing for more chairs.

Older women likewise teach the younger women...

• how to love their husbands
• how to love their children
• how to be self-controlled
• how to be pure
• how to be keepers at home
• how to be kind and submissive (not subservient) to their own husbands. (See Titus 2:3-5)

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By Maya Angelou

'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ
That a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean living,'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.'

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.

When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain...
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!

Words have power. Here are a few of my favorite sayings.

  • A warm cup of tea is like a cuddle with a friend.
  • The North American Indians have a more eloquent word for ‘friend’ than we do in English. In their language, the word for friend literally means, “the one who carries my sorrows on his back.”
  • Return with Honor
  • The sage anticipates things that are difficult while they are easy, and does things that would become great while they are small. All difficult things in the world are sure to arise from a previous state in which they were easy, and all great things from one in which they were small. Therefore the sage, while he never does what is great, is able on that account to accomplish the greatest things."
  • "HOME IS WHERE YOUR STORY BEGINS"
  • “Live so that when your children hear these words they think of you… Fairness Caring Integrity Honesty Love Trust.”
  • "O Lord help my words to be gracious and tender today, for tomarrow I may have to eat them."
  • "No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes"

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Amy has clicked her heals and flown to her real home. There is no place like home.

This was given to me for the third time in just a few weeks.

Zephaniah 3:17 NLT
"For the LORD your God has arrived to live among you. He is a mighty savior. He will rejoice over you with great gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will exult over you by singing a happy song."

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