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Taking Charge

I know it might sound ridiculous but I’ll ask anyway.

What would happen if every time you had a worrisome thought you could just burst it

     like a balloon?

Here’s the reason I’m asking.

Life can be difficult. Problems can arise unexpectedly.

Brain science research shows that our thoughts create chemicals.

Every bad thought releases chemicals that make you feel bad.

Every good thought releases chemicals that make you feel good.

You do not need to believe every thought you have – oftentimes thoughts lie.

You have to take control.

The problem is that we usually think we have no control over our thoughts.

How would you feel, though, if you had a plan?

    A specific tool that you could use to burst those negative, anxious thoughts?

Well here’s an idea that has helped many folks.

Challenge those thoughts.

Yes, ask these questions-

    Is it true?

    Can I absolutely know it’s true?

    How do I feel when I have this thought?

    What would I be without this thought?

     Turn the thought around. Is that turnaround thought true? Is it even more true

         than the original thought?

Yes, you can learn to talk back to your thoughts.

Don’t believe every thought you have.

Burst those thought balloons by challenging them and asking those questions.

If you focus on what is true it will make all the difference in how you feel.

Sound good?

Give it a try and let me know how it goes for you.


Think on whatever is true, honorable, right, pure, excellent, good, worthy of praise-

Let your mind dwell on these things. (Philippians 4:8)

Shining Moments

Another soldier has gone home.

George Beverly Shea.

Many years ago I heard him sing.

   I’d rather have Jesus than silver or gold

     and as a young girl of fifteen my soul whispered quietly,


It was at a Billy Graham Crusade inNew York City.

Although I was surrounded on all sides with thousands of people

I was gripped by the words of this song.

I’d rather have Jesus than men’s applause

Life had already taught me that the praise of man would quickly pass

but that only knowing Him mattered. 

I’d rather be faithful to His dear cause

In a way that is difficult to explain but so clear to me

I knew that this was my heart’s desire.

George Beverly Shea sang on filling the stadium that night with song.

Tears filled my eyes as the call of serving Jesus rang forth.

I’d rather have Jesus than anything

  this world affords today.

Yes, I answered. Yes, Jesus.

Nothing else matters.

It was a moment I will never forget.

The years came and went.

I often sat down at the piano and played that song

and others that Shea had written and sang so well.

The Wonder of it All.

Heart wide opened to Jesus.

Rich baritone voice, faithful servant of the Lord.

And  I can still hear him singing How Great Thou Art

  from the depths of his being.

He knew the grace of God in his life.

He longed for others to know Him too.

Well, today as I weep remembering the impact of his life on mine and many others

I also rejoice.

Simply marveling at so many faithful servants of the Lord

who are rejoicing at this very moment in heaven.

My mom is probably clapping her hands and singing along

while the party continues. Shining moments.

Thank you, God, for blessing us with his life for so many years.

May we all be true to His dear Name.  



Shining Moments

Down deep in my heart

    the ocean waves continue to splash and crash against the rocks.

The cry of the seagulls fill the air

   and the cold wet sand is beneath my feet.

Although I write today from my room in Virginia

  I hold tightly those memories to time spent at York Beach, Maine.

Guess the truth is

   that even though physically I am in Virginia my heart remains on my bit of beach.

I am energized in the moment remembering and listening to the song of the surf

   I cherish within.

It might be easy to have the positive benefits of a vacation

   ripped away suddenly upon return home

but I guard against that by taking specific steps.

First, I try to continue some of our vacation habits.

No, not blueberry muffins every day

   but I do try to take a walk outside in the fresh air.

That restores my body and clears my mind.

We talk about our time up north

   the friendly people

     the crazy long walks we took

     the leisure moments we had to read and read and read.

And then when all is quiet

  its as if I can still hear the sound coming from Nubble Lighthouse

    on a foggy day.

A lonely sound

  almost sad it seemed

   but persistently calling to one and all

    warning them of the rocks nearby.

Our world is filled with sharp rocks

  and dangers on every side. You see it and so do I.

People are desperately looking for safety and security.

It might seem silly

   but I long to be like that lighthouse

   faithfully proclaiming Hope and Healing

     to one and all.

Day in and day out

  in all kinds of weather.

Yes, I yearn to share His Love

   so that others will know where to turn when life crashes in upon them.

Well, its time for me to go to work

Yes, I’ll take my bit of the beach with me today

    a shell here and picture there

   and turn on the foghorn.

Maybe some lost soul will see the light.