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7 Words That Could Change Your Day

The words stayed with me long after my vacation in Maine

long after I’m miles and miles from the store

long after the long summer days have ended.

“It’s Going to be a Wonderful day.”

Yes, that’s how she greeted us each morning when I pay for

 my hot vanilla coffee

 and blueberry muffin.

Big smile on her face

and those words.

“It’s going to be a wonderful day.”

I always received them like a blessing on my day.

Of course it would be wonderful.

Why I was on vacation and the sun was shining

and well it couldn’t possibly be anything less.

But what about today?

My coffee is poured on this early Friday morn

 and I’ve had my morning Quiet time

and then those words come to mind

It’s going to be a wonderful day.

I could feel myself smiling,

But then…

what about all the pain

the suffering

the known huge struggles all around?

Those still exist .No denying that.

But in the midst of it all

to declare that it will be a wonderful day is more about a

personal  statement than about  the conditions all around us.

No, it’s an inner preparation –

a mental mindset-

to declare right at the beginning

it WILL be a wonderful day.

Reminds me of ‘This is the Day that the Lord has made

and I will rejoice and be glad in it.’


A gift.

A declaration.

A truth.

No matter what

It’s going to be a wonderful day.

Suddenly I feel  energetic, and strong and upbeat.

It gives a  clearer perspective of hope

that prepares  me for whatever lies ahead.

Yes, I might not have the ocean but I have this gift. These 7 simple words.

At the beginning of the day

to declare

that it will be a wonderful day.

Guess I have a new way to start my day.

Instead of waiting to see

I’m calling it. And encouraging you.

If every day you began it by saying to yourself

‘It’s going to be a wonderful  day’

wouldn’t that help? A lot.

You might just find it helpful too.

Try it with me.

And please take the time to share with me your experience.



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?


Shining Moments

Nothing is ever wasted in God’s economy.

No, He used is all.

Every failure. Every pain.

All those moments of foggy confusion where His Hand seems hidden from sight.

My heart rejoices in knowing that He uses it all for our good and His Glory.

Years ago while in Maine

I experienced being surrounded by a thick fog.

Day after day I awoke

hoping that this would be the day that the sun would break through

but night after night

I’d crawl in bed to the sound of the lonely foghorn

sunk in fog where you just could not see anything.

Day after day went by.

I knew the ocean was close by

with the lovely beaches and soft sand

but I could not see them.

I only knew because at one time

I had seen.

Sometimes in life

more times that I like

I must live by faith and not by sight.

Yes, He’s shown me glimpses of His Love and Grace

but then seems to withdraw  from my view.

Life becomes a moment by moment journey of trusting in what I cannot see.

Holding on to those Whispers

those remembrances

simply holding on


letting ourselves be carried in His Everlasting Arms.

Living by faith and not by sight.

And then came that morning

that memorable morning

when I awoke to the sun streaming through the window.

Running outside and seeing the vast ocean that had been so close but hidden

climbing down my beloved rocks again and being so happy.

Shining moments!

But as I think back again this morning

maybe the Shining Moments were also during those long days of thick fog

when I had to trust in what I could not see.

Yes, maybe that is what He has been teaching me all along.

To trust Him

and not my own sight.

To lean upon Him and not my own thoughts or understandings.

So that whether I see something or not

my faith is unwavering in Him.

Yes, my God of Love works in ways we cannot see but we can always trust Him.