THE DAY

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        The Day
Only one reason.
For you and I, it’s the same.
God, gave us the day.

 

Psalm 118:24,29 (HCSB)

24 This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.

29 Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His faithful love endures forever.

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

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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

Go Tell It In The Mountains

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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

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:

 

focused on the purpose

 

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

 

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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It’s Given Freely To Those That You Treat

Poetry, Praise

When you care for us.

You see, listen and care.

Warm compassion and understanding is felt.

Not something that you have learned.

This is sharing something of you.

Given freely to those that you treat.

Your heart we do see as we sit before you.

Through the gentleness and kindness of each thing you do.

The beauty you have in your heart.

Radiates the love you have for your Lord.

Thank you for sharing that love.

When you treat me.

Giving God the Glory

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Being Thankful in all Things

As I have shared my experiences with many people, I have heard and been told many stories of how God has worked in some one’s life.  There is nothing God cannot do if we let Him.  We are to be thankful for all things.  We often do not understand our circumstances but if we trust Jesus we can be certain that the best of the situation will occur.   Being human, it may be hard for us to understand how it could be the best, but our trust and faith in Jesus assures us that we will be taken care of and that things will work out for the Glory of God, which is what we desire as Christians.   In  2 Corinthians 4:15,  we read , Indeed, everything is for your benefit, so that grace, extended through more and more people, may cause thanksgiving to increase to God’s glory.  (HCSB)

 

I Thank You Lord

Poetry, Praise, Thoughts Today

This is a poem of praise I wrote several years after the event that left me in a mind and body I did not know.  I knew if I did not do everything I could on each day I had been given, I was dishonoring God for giving me that day.  So this is not a recent event I am writing about, but I just decided to share it publicly.  My journey to this point has been long, and it was accomplished only with His help.

 

i thnak you Lord

RED HEAD WOODPECKER

Photography

Last year I posted what had happen to this tree.  While sitting on my porch I was able to get this picture of both of them. They have only been back a few more times.  I think maybe they have a nest close by. I don’t know. The woods are full of trees for them.  I think the woodpecker is a beautiful bird.   That is a lot of work on that tree to get some food.

From one day to the next afternoon, our geese and the eggs were gone. We were shocked and clueless.  There was no sign of broken eggs, feathers or anything.  They were just gone.  It has been hard for me to post this. But yes, I had become attached.

 

A Few Words Say It All

Praise, Thoughts Today

I was reading and confused. My mind was overloaded and I was trying to learn to organize, categorize and develop a more pleasant appearance to my blog. Help popped up on the screen. I was confused about this at first, but I soon realized, I really could get help. Where did you come from???   I did ask ,”Who are You?”  More thankful am I, than words can express. With repeated directions and explanations now I sit with mental fatigue, knowing I did my best and so thankful for my internet helpers.