AS I SEE YOU THERE

Photography, Praise, Video

One afternoon while sitting on my front porch, I noticed this Stick Bug.  I knew that it was certainly lost from its natural habitat.  I felt there were lessons that I and maybe others could learn from this Stick Bug.

AS I SEE YOU THERE

I wonder as I see you there,

How lonely you must be.

Far away from your home,

Your surroundings so strange indeed.

I watch you as you struggle to move,

Just to go a little more.

Can a lesson be found,

Maybe one about loneliness?

Giving thanks to God always,

That people never have to feel alone.

Hebrews 13:5-6 (HCSB)

5 Your life should be free from the love of money. Be satisfied with what you have, for He Himself has said, I  will never leave you or forsake you.                      6  Therefore, we may boldly say,  The Lord is my helper:  I will not be afraid.  What can man do to me?   

                                

We Can Rejoice

Photography, Praise

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I have shared my peony blooms before and it will always be one of my favorite flowers. To me, it does remain lovely after losing its petals and only the seed pod is left. I have shown pictures of that before on the blog.  But even with the beauty that brings to us, the fact remains that it’s here for just a short time.  It is so wonderful that we can say and rejoice in knowing that God’s love remains, and is here with us forever.

 

Isaiah 40:8 (HCSB)

The grass withers, the flowers fade, but the word of our God remains forever. 

 

John 3:16 (HCSB)

For God loved the world in this way: He gave His One and Only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life.

The Savior’s Love and Grace

Photography, Praise

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               The Savior’s Love and Grace

In the quietness and stillness, as we sat,

We heard the power of God’s truth spoken to us.

Understanding the greatness of salvation and recognizing sin,

      We felt a renewal of the Savior’s love and grace.

Oh That I Would Ever Wonder

Photography, Praise

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Oh That I Would Ever Wonder

 

Oh why is it, that I would ever wonder, how You know
Each person’s need, each person’s hurt, each person’s heart.
Why oh why is it that I would ever wonder how You know.
You are so faithful, so true.
Giving constant abiding love.
Unspoken to anyone, You hear the small voices inside the heart.
You hear the cry of Your child.
And in ways so gentle you work, You speak.
We have to listen or we will not hear or see.
The need is met, the heart and the hurts are comforted.
Love is given, love is shown.
Comforting the cry of Your child.
Oh, why is it that I would ever wonder how You know.                                                                                                                           Gay Nell Olive

 

 

Because He Lives

Praise

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Because He Lives   by Bill Gaither

God sent His son, they called Him, Jesus;
He came to love, heal and forgive;
He lived and died to buy my pardon,
An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives!

Chorus
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone;
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives!

How sweet to hold a newborn baby,
And feel the pride and joy he gives;
But greater still the calm assurance:
This child can face uncertain days because He Lives
!

Chorus
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone;
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives!

And then one day, I’ll cross the river,
I’ll fight life’s final war with pain;
And then, as death gives way to victory,
I’ll see the lights of glory and I’ll know He lives!

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Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone;
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives!

By Bill Gaither 

A Sacrifice So Amazing

Praise

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When I Survey The Wondrous Cross

1 When I survey the wondrous cross
on which the Prince of Glory died,
my richest gain I count but loss,
and pour contempt on all my pride.

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

3 See from His head, His hands, His feet,
sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
or thorns compose so rich a crown?

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were a present far too small;
love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all.

Text: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
Music: Lowell Mason, 1792-1872

 

Giving Thanks Always with my Son

Photography, Praise

 

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For the Lord is good; His mercy is everlasting; and His truth endureth to all generations.        Psalms 100:5(KJV)

 

About four and one-half years after my miscarriage, God gave us a son. Complications I had with all my pregnancies could have resulted in miscarriages each time, I would find out years later.  I am so thankful for our two children and grand children. When Alan was almost 16, I asked him if he wanted to volunteer at the hospital where I worked. I thought he might be interested and it would occupy his summertime break.  He answered my question with “yes”.  At the time he immediately thought, “Who just said that?  I can’t believe I said yes.” That was not how he thought he would spend his summer. I worked the day shift at the hospital and Alan would just be riding with me to the hospital.

The very first morning that he volunteered is a morning that both of us will never forget.  We know why God had him in the car with me that morning.

Alan related the events of the morning to me .  We were riding down the Interstate when I suddenly began going too fast. I almost ran into the back of cars, and big transfer trucks. He didn’t know what was happening, but knew he didn’t want to die. He quickly decided he had no choice but to scream at me to try and get my attention. He was trying to tell what to do.  I know that had to be hard for him but he knew he had no choice.  He wondered if there would be consequences  for his behavior, but we would be alive. He said he had to tell me to slow down, then to speed up. He tried to help steer the wheel.  He said he was so scared and just knew that we were going to die. He had to keep the car on the interstate from the passenger seat to keep us from going off an embankment.  Several times he tried to get me to pull over on the side of the road, but I would not.  Finally, we got to our exit where he directed me off and I went up a small embankment but did not wreck. It did get the car stopped. Alan was able to help me over into the passenger seat and he drove us the rest of the way to the hospital.  Alan doesn’t hesitate telling anyone that he knows God had him in the car with me that day to protect and take care of his mother. He will also tell you that he knows now when he answered my question, if he wanted to volunteer, who it was answering for him.  I know he was volunteering that summer for one reason and maybe more. I know God protected both of us that morning.

 

Indeed, everything is for your benefit so that, as grace extends through more and more people, it may cause thanksgiving to increase to the glory of God.
2 Corinthians 4:15 (CSB)

Giving Thanks Always with My Daughter

Praise

3D402826-7711-4730-AB68-E48835DF8198Many years ago I lay on my couch grieving with my 5 year old daughter playing on the floor beneath me. My heart was crying out to God, “Why did my baby have to die?” I was hurting with pain and grief like I had never felt before. I was recovering from a miscarriage. I will never forget how that special little girl, that was on the floor beneath me, was used by God to bring comfort to her mother’s heart. One would think that she could not have known the pain that was in my heart but yet she did. She drew pictures, colored them and wrote across all of them, I love you Mommy. She would give me one picture with excitement and then another, looking up at me as she handed them to me, I am sure to see the expression on my face. Over and over I read the words, I love you Mommy.
Years later I was sitting in a wheelchair in a hospital and this same daughter placed her new born baby daughter in my arms. She was born in January of 2004, and I was hospitalized 3 weeks later, on February 16, 2004. One week later I was not expected to live. With God’s grace and mercy I survived and remained in the hospital and rehabilitation for almost 3 months. My daughter’s baby lying in my arms was a gift from God. They had to help me hold her but there she was in my arms. On that day I received love, strength and hope just from seeing and holding that small baby, my grand-daughter. I praise God for the love and joy she has brought to my life.
Readings in Psalms recently….How majestic is thy name oh Lord…. Glory to Him

Accept Who I Am Today

Photography, Poetry, Praise

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How do I thank you for coming and being born as a baby.
To give hope, love, grace, mercy and light to all who receive you.
So much love and grace I know you have given to others and to me.
I wonder what it is that I can do to show your love.
Many years you have given me and so thankful for that I am.
Independence is what I long for but it never seems to come.
Maybe acceptance is what I need to do.

Accept Who I Am Today, what I can do today.
Start each day with renewed strength in You.
That the day has been given me to serve You by serving others.
Thank You God, for giving us love and light through your Son.
Give me strength to do all You want me to do.
And to Accept Who I Am Today.

Gay Nell Olive

Go Tell It In The Mountains

Praise

Go Tell It On The Mountains

While shepherds kept their watching
Over silent flocks by night,
Behold throughout the heavens,
There shone a holy light:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

The shepherds feared and trembled
When lo! above the earth
Rang out the angel chorus
That hailed our Saviour’s birth:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

Down in a lowly manger
Our humble Christ was born
And God send us salvation,
That blessed Christmas morn:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

When I am a seeker,
I seek both night and day;
I seek the Lord to help me,
And He shows me the way:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

He made me a watchman
Upon the city wall,
And if I am a Christian,
I am the least of all.

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

I remember the nursing choral group I sang in when in college performed this song at several functions along with other songs. So many things I can not remember but I praise God for bits and pieces and for His son Jesus.

Go Tell It on the Mountain” is an African-American spiritual song, compiled by John Wesley Work, Jr., dating back to at least 1865, that has been sung and recorded by many gospel and secular performers. It is considered a Christmas carol because its original lyrics celebrate the Nativity of Jesus: From Wikipedia

Why Renewing of Mind and Body ?

Praise, Thoughts Today

It occurred to me that I never shared why I chose the name of my blog to be Renewing of Mind and Body. At the time I began the process of starting the blog, I was still lost in my mind and body. In some ways I still may be. I had attended a few writer’s conferences and listened carefully as others talked about having blogs. I thought to myself, I could never do that. I continued to listen and a strong desire to share God’s grace and love in this way grew and grew. I presented the beginning of a book I was writing to publishers at these conferences about the miracle of my survival and continued undeserved grace given to me by God through many situations. They all agreed that it was an amazing story. Also, they agreed they were unable to publish it because I was not a celebrity. I could not guarantee a large number of sales of the book. I understood what they were saying. I did not like it, but I understood it.

I had been typing one finger at a time to write my story. Unable to organize or make outlines, I just typed the story. When I first started, I had great problems with word recall but writing was easier than talking. Word check on the lap top is fantastic. I really did not know what I was doing or how to accomplish writing skills   I just knew my desire was to share my story of God’s mercy and grace.and it. I sat with my lap top searching, reading and my blog was created. I knew that it was not Gay Nell Olive creating the blog. The name Renewing of Mind and Body originated because I knew without a doubt God was renewing my mind and my body.
As a young person, I was in a speaker’s tournament and I gave a speech on the verse in Romans 12:2, Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to discern what is the good, pleasing, and perfect will of God. I knew God had been with me through my whole life. I had to relearn so much after my strokes. I didn’t even know where passages of scripture were found in the Bible. I was in a body I didn’t know with a mind I didn’t know. The one thing I knew was I was still alive. That meant there was still a purpose for my life. So I just started with eagerness and excitement to try and create a blog. The name to me was evident, RenewingofMindandBody. With God’s help and the Happy Engineers at WordPress answering so many questions, the blog was started.
I thank each of you with much sincerity who have supported me and liked my post. I have had many obstacles, that have made it really difficult at times to continue the blog. But one learns that is what life is all about. We all have trials, difficulties, pain health issues and grief. Knowing that we can rest in the assurance that all things will work out for the best,according to Christ will, is our peace and strength for each day. I know I fail each day to do my best but I have to keep trying. The wonderful thing is, I know with Jesus help, I can and will keep doing all that I can. If I do not, I am dishonoring Him and the day He has given me. This is my first extensive writing attempt to share about myself on the blog.

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The Way Beneath My Feet

 

How beautiful the way beneath my feet

Watching each step that I take

Can anything but joy feel my heart

To see all these natural creations

Given to us by God

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giving thanks always for everything
to God the Father
in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, Ephesians 5:20 (HCSB)

 

 

Photography, Praise

Just Give Me Jesus

Praise

What is this sadness that I feel. This grief that overwhelms me to despair, when I think of you on the cross. Your life you gave, for my sin.

Temptation, mocking and ridicule, you endured all of this. Pain, rudeness, disrespect continued to the end. All of this you endured for my sin.

You said, “It’s finished”. You suffered and paid the debt for all sin. I will never be alone. Your follower I will be.

JUST GIVE ME JESUS

 

BE STILL

Photography, Praise

   BE STILL

Be still in the moment.
Listen, look at life.
Acknowledge Him.
          

 

 

PSALMS 46:10

10 Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth! NKJV

 

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As freezing temperatures approached,  I  cut the stem and brought the blooms inside.

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Amaryllis 2017

 

Keep Me Focused On The Purpose

Photography, Praise

While walking in my yard yesterday and I noticed an amaryllis bulb that had grown and produced a  strong stem with a richly colored bud.

Single Amaryllis Bulb Focused on Its Purpose

 

I knew it was  getting ready to open into a beautiful amaryllis flower. This is the first year for one stem to grow by itself. There are many more bulbs at the same spot that have not grown yet.  I was fascinated by this one amaryllis fulfilling its purpose, all alone, yet strong and beautiful. Hence the poem below:

 

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Job 14:1-2
Man born of woman
is short of days and full of trouble.
He blossoms like a flower, then withers;
he flees like a shadow and does not last.
(HCSB)

 

Sailing Through Life

Photography, Poetry, Praise

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My first post of the new year. How wonderful to start a new year on this blog.   Thank you to all my followers and supporters.

As we sail through life.

The waves may be rough and high.

If Jesus is our captain,

Peace will abide.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  ©GayNell Olive

 

Thankful For This Day

Photography, Poetry

sky-102-1                                            Thankful for the day                                                                                                                                                      Let peace and love surround us

Different We Are

Photography, Poetry

Different we are                                                                                                                                                 As this pear tree’s twisted form                                                                                                                   Our fruit still to bear

 

Just to Know

Photography, Poetry, Praise

Just to know you are not alone.                                                                                                                     Just to know someone understands.                                                                                                           Someone hears, someone knows.                                                                                                               Gives a peace that came from above.                                                                                                           That was sent just for you.                                                                                                                               Hold on to it, it was a gift.                                                                                                                               Others  understand and care.                                                                                                                         You are not alone.

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Peace and Comfort

Photography, Praise

Feeling prayers everywhere.                                                                                                                           Knowing God is with you.                                                                                                                               Brings peace and comfort.                                                                                                                             That nothing else can do.

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