Heavenly Love Taps...

Honor and majesty are before Him; Strength and beauty are in His sanctuary.

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH.....Love taps...from heavenly arms of Majesty...

Desire...the Lord..feel, smell, see, even taste...

Step out...sit...close eyes...

Do you feel?...arms of warmth

Do you see?......no need to see...but its real

Do you smell?...fragrance sweet

Even taste?...of honey...

Draw near to the Lord and He will draw near to you....

To look heavenward as the day unfolds, oh my is to feel, see, smell, even taste His majestic beauty of grace He freely gives. Holy Spirit engulfs...and the list of love taps begin...

Breeze

laughter of children

new little young friendships

family lunch on porch

sun...SON

life learning...picnic table full of worksheets, crayons, pencils, scissors and glue

games of Yahtzee, sorry and chess

sweet prayers

sweet friendships of the Lord, from the Lord

note received to make day...carries you through the tough ones

one full day of no dizziness, weary in soul, headache...child being restored...amen

children complimented for excellent well-mannered behaviour awaiting to see doc

praise acknowledgment of raising children up in the Lord...we don't always see or know the fruits of our labor

talk at dinner table why Lucifer the most beautiful angel fell, took 1/3 of the angels with him, why he wants souls or why he would want to come still, kill and destroy after soul surrender to Jesus..heavy and oh so awesome discussion children began...awe of growth

sweet call from sister in Christ...catching up...sending love...miles away

smiles...

feel, see, smell, taste....all senses He has given...

Holy Spirit within, upon and all around...

Seek His kingdom first...

feel...arms of warmth

touch...of grace

smell...fragrance sweet

taste...honey

see...Majesty

Lord, May growth be in your grace, looking heavenward always...know Majesty...Love Taps

Thank you My Lord, My Jesus. May your praise be forever on lips of this created flesh which your grace falls upon. May it not be about feelings, or surroundings or the like, just to praise you forevermore. As the sun sleeps and the moonlit night awakens may you be the author of dreams, the peacemaker of souls, and the awakenings of your merciful light upon dawn. May this soul sing praise, lift hands high, have a heart of Thanksgiving and desire to seek your love taps with each breathe you sustain. May restoration continue of child dear Lord.

Thank you for mercy and grace.

Honor and majesty are before Him; Strength and beauty are in His sanctuary.

May lips honor you. Seek Majesty. May your strength live within. May your beauty shine forth.

May this soul never cease to seek Sanctuary...Heart of thanks in receiving heavenly love taps...

Remain Steadfast...

Remain Steadfast...No Matter...Immovable...

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to continue in the same state; continue to be as specified...

steadily directed...

regardless of consequence, circumstance...

incapable of being moved, incapable of being influenced by feeling...

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Flesh cries...

"Lord, I can not do this, I am weak, weary, tired...my soul cries out to you Oh Lord"...

Lord, He sustains...

The physical healing...oh not so immediate...restoration of stamina a slow process, restoration of soul...inside out...impacted for life...by the Word of Life...Life impacted for His glory and purpose. Life's impact...learning...living...singing unto the Lord no matter.

Oh to remain steadfast..."Lord, is that why...is that why earlier in year "To Remain Steadfast...No Matter!, was imprinted on my mind, soul and body?"..."preparing your child...Lord, were you preparing?!"...His gentle reply, "Hold tight my love, hold tight...for the storm will rage, but I will calm the soul and sustain the spirit while brokenness and humbleness of physical rares up like the waves of the sea...Remain Steadfast for I will comfort, sustain, carry, love and teach you in the path of the storm...Remain Steadfast my child".

"He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High

shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty." Ps 91:1

The body...achy...tired...

The mind...dizzy...

The heart...doubtful at times...

The spirit...deeper faith in progress...

The soul...crying tears of His joy...

John 15:1-11

I pray...Jesus listens

I cry...Jesus catches tears

I seek...Jesus finds

I sing...Jesus smiles

He carries me...I remain steadfast

He loves...No matter

In His Spirit...Immovable...God given...of power, love and sound mind.

Remain Steadfast...No Matter...Immovable...Proverbs 18:14

Soaring...

Butterflies...Dragonflies...

She watches and waits.

Looks on in hopes that she can catch, hold and observe living creature. The time comes and as she swoops the net, one is caught. The challenge: to lift out net without hurting or killing. It is in her grasp, she has done well, the beauty is in her hand. Placing it into the butterfly house, she and siblings name each one according to their personalities, characteristics, color and behavior. The majestic will be studied for a while, fed nectar and given water...hand-drawn on papers, and imprinted in minds...then...set free...grasping fragile body...the amazing part...majestic beauty sits on finger still and staring, imagine...holding beauty and looking right into the eyes with amazing glare, body with amazing and beautiful color...memorized by stillness and beauty, in awe of moment...running with hand held high begins so wings will take flight...finally all watch as soaring begins...the best part...the smile! the gleam! the fullness of joy seen in the eyes of God's children as created meets created.

Imagine: Created weaves creation in womb, in the palm of His hand, growing, nurturing, sustaining life. Given individual personalities, characteristics, color, behavior, even gifts and talents. He has done well. Majesty creates the majestic children. He loves, provides food, water, needs and even wants by His grace. Then opening womb, he lets go...and we are free. World sees beauty, He sees life, sees His plan for His glory. As we come to know Him and kneel on bended knee, acknowledge His Son as Saviour...we are re-born once again set free...set free from bondage...imagine...awe of created meets Creator...running with hands held high in praise we take flight and soar! He watches and looks on...the best part...the smile, the gleam, the fullness of joy in Lord. Built for His glory, built for His pleasure, built to be His hands and feet...

He watches and waits...looks on in hopes of a chosen life spent with Him...

She watches and waits..looks on in hopes of holding onto majesty...

She soars...

"Watch, stand fast in the faith, be brave, be strong." 1 Cr 16:13

Lift thine eyes...and think about such things...

In sickness, in health, in rich, in poor...battle is back and forth, up and down, the hours long, the days all too short, fighting on many fronts, physically, emotionally, spiritually these past 6 months...yet good lessons, good memories, much growth and oh my the taste, the sound, the smell, the touch of the Lord through soul mate, children, fellow brethren, family, friends, even acquaintances...oh how the prince ruler of this world would love nothing more than the focus to be on anything and everything but Jesus, the cross, His grace that is sufficient in and of itself, as well as the many blessings seen and unseen.

Arise my love, the grave no longer has a hold on you...isn't that how the song goes?

Arise!

(qum):to stand up, an intensive mood to signify empowering or strengthening, to engage in battle.

(maqom): place, height, stature, standing

Yea, while some stand by and complacently scoff it all off and manipulate for their betterment to see the hurt and wounded coming back for more, fleshly more...the Spirit within says Arise, praise the Holy One, the Holy Lamb, the Son of the giver of life...breath in, breath out, listen as the heartbeat maintains within...keeping this broken vessel alive for a day, days numbered by Him...and all for His glory. As he suffered so shall we, yet He is there, holding, strengthening, healing, whispering I love you, my grace is sufficient, arise my love, remain steadfast, run the race, cry out on bended knee in humility and I will restore, I will restore from "inside" out.

Now see and taste what is good.

"turn my eyes away from worthless things, preserve my life according to your word"...another song!

Look up, look in, lift thine eyes, take every thought captive, let the word hidden your heart take heed and become alive. No pity, no shame, no condemnation, yes ailments, struggles, strive...but all for the battle of souls and testimonies. Bigger than just circumstances in sickness, in health, in rich, in poor. Wicked desires the focus off of Holy One, no fear for he does not rule in the end, for the "I Am" has already defeated him, but his mission: to keep souls from the Lord, from the heavenly realms, from the glorious worship of the Lord, from what is pure, what is right, what is praise worthy. Children of the Lord, the battle is real, this tis true, Praise the Lord for He has already Won.

My eyes reading "Life", my ears listening to His whispers, my hands held high in praise, my feet walking His path for me, my soul heavenward, heart wounded yet at peace, seeking Him and His ways.

He is healing His child.

He is growing His child.

He is supplying life to His child.

He will restore His child.

As words flow across page children singing and signing in praise, thankful hearts to Thee....tears of pure peace run down face, as once again a glimpse He shows of His character, promise and work in all.

In sickness, in health, in poor, in rich...yet many lessons along experience, much growth in all, many quiet little moments that would take up pages and pages, all sunk to memory, sweet joy, sweet peace even in the trial...yes the healing is for all, faith: the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

Praise to Thee.

He continues to whisper: one simple act is required from this vessel: Look unto Thee.

Lift thine eyes...and think about such things...

"Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy..meditate on these things"...Phil 4:8

Love of Learning...

Love of Learning...ponder the meaning(s):

Love: (agapao): to love in a social or moral sense...(agape): affection or benevolence

(to love in such a way to express the essential nature of God)

Learn: (manthano), (matheo), in certain tenses: to learn(in any way), understand.

To develop, ah, to learn to love learning, to instill in children, ah, even in ourselves, to know how to find that which is desired to obtain, driven to be inquisitive to press forward unto wild adventures, each road leading to each journey, leading to each path, leading to endless possibilities, successes, disappointments(expectations)...leading to knowledge and understanding...earthly or heavenward? simply a matter of choice...in the end all leads to His glory...His purpose...His plan...and Oh My...His words...

"Well done, good and faithful servant."

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Philosophy of life learning...pass unto children. Know Gods love, which was exemplified by His very own Son dieing on the cross, and rose again. To love the Lord thy God with all heart, soul, strength. To be saturated with the infallible word of God. Remain steadfast, immovable to find answers being sought. To experience life as a journey of learning always to the end of earthly days. Seek eternities crowns not earthly tantalizing sights and sounds. Know Lord has equipped and set before each a race, a path, a road, a journey, a 'learned' life, a love. To love learning. To love and be loved.

The question:

Whom or what to love? Whom to seek to worship?

Whom to teach? Whom to be taught?

Ah, to explore the endless opportunities of a life of learning, a life of loving to learn.

We must first love:

God spoke:Love the Lord with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength.

God is love, God within...love within....must seek to love the One who gives freely, seek to know Him, to know His love, to show his love. As we love, the Lord will guide desires, give wisdom, give provision. First teacher, Lord and Saviour...filled to full by His word which is written upon our hearts.

Lord teach. His children learn.

Learning well this will be a "life" adventure, never ending, never ceasing, each to its own sight, own sound, own taste, own smell, own person.

Love of learning? Understanding. Yes Lord!

Life of learning?! Knowledge. AMEN Lord.

Love a life of learning...love to learn...live to learn...learn to live...

As it is written:

"All your children shall be taught by the Lord, and great shall be the peace of your children."

Peace and Grace He giveth freely...

Peace within each soul I pray is obtained...Forever and always...

Written in the Clouds

Beautiful road traveled. Mesmerized by His creations, left unto itself would take over what man destroys..."See momma...the bear, bear with his eyes closed!" Pull out of zone and ask, "What, Where, Where do you see a bear?"...I ponder, wonder, look at surroundings. Her reply, "In the clouds, see there, his eyes are closed, paw in front of face." "Oh, yes, yes I see, how cool is that!" Almost there, to worship, to listen, to learn, to change, and to fellowship...but I can't help wonder...and ask?...age comes, I find so comes the lose of innocence, loss of imagination, loss of child-like faith...the prince ruler of this world will putrefy, destroy, desensitize all to believe lies, we become stricken with grief, anger, greed, pity, covetousness and the like...must remain whole, wholesome, holy living sacrifice unto Thee. Oh, what goes in, must come out...her sweetness confirms...put Lord and His word in and that is what will come out...oh yes we all are born into sin, but age brings the stronger battle, to repent, to submit, to surrender unto Thee...pulling up now...thoughts running, but in awe of innocent imagination...one word...captivating. The wonder of the clouds that loom around, above. Age sees gloom, something that hovers, child-like faith sees beauty, sees Life...ponder while walking in, must thank the Lord for His blessings...His children...the clouds...the wondrous of works of Him, bringing forth rain to water crops, to feed, to cleanse...oh the cleansing...it is but a moment now, only marked by memory and this, the black and white to mark time which can not be stopped. worship, growth, fellowship back on the beautiful road traveled...sweet child-like worship...tears run down face, glimpse of Jesus and His sweet children singing unto Thee...true worship, true innocence, the beauty...pray that is not lost and He will use to bring Him glory...song through radio...cinderella...dad stops time while he can, she pulls at his heart, he responds, answers question from child to stop world and dance, dance for memories...tears run down my face and he holds my hand...not a word, just a hand...unspoken we both know time will not stop, we have to stop for time...sweet voices, sweet time, sweet smiles and sweet rhyme, awe the memories on this beautiful road traveled...the bear...we may never know why his eyes were closed, only that he was seen...confirming... innocence written in the clouds. so much more...for now...pause...dance...see what might be written in the clouds. Job 35:5