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Never Alone

My knees shook as I quickly walked down the basement steps

carrying my Tiny Tears doll, my money jar and my Bible.

Outside the wind was howling and the rain was pelting.

Sirens wailed continuously.

Tornado!

Shortly before my family and I moved to Kansas City, Missouri,

a  tornado had touched down completely destroying the local high school.

I remember driving by the school shocked at the complete destruction.

But on this night just a few weeks  later

a tornado was seen heading our way.

There I sat in the corner listening to the raging storm outside

and praying. Desperately praying.

Only one word came to my mind that night so long ago.

“Help!”

Fear surrounded me. And silent terror only visible by my tightly gripped doll.

But in addition to the fear that night so long ago

was another feeling.

Comfort. Strange as it might seem I felt comforted.

What brought this nine year old girl comfort in the midst of the storm.

My Daddy.

There with us in the basement were my parents and two brothers.

Being together with my family while the winds howled outside and the sirens blared

brought a sense of calm

but

it was my Daddy’s presence that  gave me peace.

Fear and peace intertwined as it were giving a strange sense of danger under control.

My doll couldn’t help me.

All the money in my jar couldn’t help me.

My Bible reminded me of the unchanging Truth.

God was with me. No matter what.

And seeing my Daddy sitting across the room

and then watching him go up the stairs to check outside

gave me an amazing sense of peace in the chaos.

Somehow I knew on that stormy night so long ago

that my Daddy would take care of me.

The years have come and gone.

I’ve faced other storms. Threatening terror.

And again and again I’ve experienced the strong sense of a Presence

With me.

I know that the Lord cares for me. Watches over me. Protects me. Provides for me.

So even when fear starts to rise and I realize my weakness

I remember.

God is with me. He is with you.

We are never alone.

And we can trust Him.

Receive His Gift of Peace right now. No matter what you’re facing.

He will strengthen you so that you don’t have to go through it alone.

Open your eyes and see.

He is here.

 

Moving To Maine

I couldn’t be at a more aesthetic setting.

A gentle breeze blowing my hair.

The smell of sea air and the sound of happy voices.

Voices of young and old enjoying the ocean in July.

The sun shines bright warming the beach

and giving all a one of a kind day.

It’s not often like this, is it?

No there are days and days of plain hard work

Where we struggle to just get through.

But today…

         today shines with a promise of all good things.

For me, maybe a touch of heaven gold.

Why I even have my newly bought guide to

“Moving To Maine” by Victoria Doudera.

It’s a dream I’ve had for some time –

To live by a place near the sea.

To write and continue to serve people.

And on a day like today

I almost feel like it could happen.

Only God knows.

But one thing I do know is that one day I am moving.

My last final move.

After living in Pennsylvania, New York, Missouri and Virginia

I’ll finally leave for my true home;

My home in heaven with the Lord.

There it will be like everything I’ve always imagined

And more.

The ocean, soft breezes, flowers, birds singing,

The awesome blue sky with dazzling white clouds

And most of all

Yes, most of all, the Lord.

Those places that draw our senses to peak levels

will culminate one day in a place

A place that is grandeur than we can even imagine.

Are you moving there with me?

The grandest things here on earth pale in comparison

To the One Day with the Lord of all.

So I will read and enjoy these precious earthly moments

knowing that One day it will all be better than

I can possibly imagine.

Maine. Am I moving to Maine?

I have no idea.

But I am one day moving.

Are you coming with me?

 

Moving? Again?

From as far back as I can remember

I haven’t liked change.

Oh, I know that change is a part of life

but change for changes sake — count me out.

Time after time growing up I experienced

 that unexpected

  gut-wrenching pain of moving.

“Sharon, we are moving the end of the month. You’re last day in school will be _____.”

Gulp.

Again and again I had to say good- by to my schoolmates

to head off in another direction.

Even though after a while I should have gotten used to it

I never did.

Probably my hardest move was right before going into sixth grade.

Owego, NY.

I didn’t want to move there and didn’t want to leave there 12 years later.

Smile.

But let me tell you how my stay there began.

We lived out of a motel for the first few weeks

waiting to find a home.

Yes, got on the bus in the morning and was dropped off at the motel in the afternoon.

All 5 of us. In one room. For weeks.

But that all came to an end when we moved into the house on the big curve.

Trains shaking my bed in the middle of the night.

Blowing the horn so I thought the world was coming to an end.

Change can be so hard.

But in time. Yes, after months and years I discovered in Owego – my home.

I made friends and enjoyed high school so very much.

Precious memories that I would have missed if I hadn’t moved.

It’s so often true, isn’t it, that the change we resist or simply dislike

can be filled with new possibilities if we just trust the Lord.

And give ourselves time. And plenty of grace.

A healing time. Time to adjust. Time to refocus.

Remember we can trust Him with the changes.

We can look for His presence when all around is different.

We can look up and choose to believe

in bright tomorrows

and new songs.

Draw near to Him and He will draw near to you.

So let God work His will in you. Yell a loud no to the Devil and watch him scamper. Say a quiet yes to God and He’ll be there in no time. Quit dabbling in sin. Purify your inner life. Quit playing the field. Hit bottom, and cry your eyes out. The fun and games are over. Get serious, really serious. Get down on your knees before the Master; it’s the only way you’ll get on your feet. James 4:8 The Message

So if you are facing a transition right now

please know that I care and that there are tools to learn and skills to develop

that will make any change easier.

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