One Tired Tuesday Morning….

This morning I got out of bed at a snail’s pace. A thirteen hour drive will do that to you. But it was all worth it. Like Bryan Adam sings “You’d shoot the moon, put out the sun, when you love someone”, and we love our children and grandchildren.

It was all I could do to make sure I was clean, and in fresh clothes before I snuck out to the dollar store, incognito I might add (sunglasses). There I bought stickers for a package I needed to mail to an associate, and more stickers to mail to my grandchild.

As I left the store I was remembering how hard it was to greet each day with a smile when my children were really small. I was thankful for my precious miracles, but exhausted all the time. And you know that phrase, “Choose Joy”? Well it’s easier said than done when you don’t have a second of peace and quiet. [clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]My slogan was far less noble[/clickandtweet], “choose a chocolate bar behind a locked bathroom door”.

I glanced to my left as I crossed the parking lot and noticed a teacher who taught me in elementary school. Back then I didn’t like her much, but it wasn’t her fault. I was a kid who thought the sun should rise and set on my every whim.

But now, well now is different because as Paul says in 1 Cor. 13:11, “I once thought like a child, reasoned like a child”. Thanks to Christ’s faithfulness, and the work of the Holy Spirit in me, I no longer think or reason the same, and I can hear God’s voice above my own.

needeachother-JPG-81Even though I was tired just thinking about how tired my daughter was, I could feel God nudging me. I stopped short in the parking lot, and turned around and went up to my teacher, and shook her hand with a boisterous “good morning, and how are you?”

Like myself, and like my daughter, who is now a mother too, my teacher is a mom as well, and bottom line – a valued person. The seasons have changed, but our maladies are much the same. Her fatigue is different, but is still fatigue. Maybe her sanity is challenged with the quiet, rather than the noise. Maybe she finds it hard to choose joy when nobody really needs her anymore, or so it seems.

And we do need each other. As I hopped in my vehicle I whispered a prayer, “Lord Jesus, send someone to greet my kids with compassion today, where ever they may be”.

 

 

Vanishing Whispers

likethelilac-JPG-89Spring came early to a barren, brown world. The sun’s outstretched arms awoke the ground, and set the seeds to sprouting, the roots to wriggle, and the buds to bloom.

Usually the Lilac tree in our backyard explodes into fragrant flowers in the month of June, but it is blossoming now… in May?

Lilacs have always beckoned me to write, because they are a fleeting gift. [clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]Like the Lilac, every vanishing whisper from God brings cause to ponder man’s momentary breath.[/clickandtweet]

Then there’s the purple, whether royal or pastel, the colour is rare, as are we. One needs only to look into the eyes, to see the unique hues of each man’s soul.

Thousands of delicate petals sewn together form what look like living lace. We too have many layers.

And the Lilac’s perfume, so deliriously pungent.

Oh to be a fragrant aroma while we are here.

 

 

Fears and Failures

[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]Fears and Failures find their voices at night if you let them[/clickandtweet] – From chapter “Seasons” in my new book the Faith Keeper.fears and failures-JPG-95

The Faith Keeper Book Launch Video

 

[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]“Love finds us, and calls us towards eternity, and when the going gets tough we want to quit[/clickandtweet]. The journey of faith stops in the middle for so many. Such is the condition of the fickle human heart. Much of my story shared here is from the middle years when all the colours of the world tried to paint love grey. The honeymoon stage of faith had faded, and my beliefs were challenged by the harsh realities around me. A Tsunami in Asia, and a letter from Africa were instrumental in stirring my spirit. A rescue prayer followed, and set in motion several unexpected, life altering events, which alerted me to the late hour in which I live. I was awakened from a seductive spell, to “surrender” to love once more.”

– From The Faith Keeper

Media Kit_Cindy Palin, The Faith Keeper

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Your People are My People Sheet Music

Your People-JPG-93Back on April 2nd, I published a post regarding this same title with a promise there would be sheet music to follow.

Title: [clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]Your People are My People[/clickandtweet]

Genre: Worship/Contemporary

Theme: Unity in the Family of God, and Praise

Your People are My People sheet music

©Cindy Palin March 31, 2016

 

 

LIFE LINE over ONLINE, every time.

This morning I spent some time listening to the latest Christian music online, and found myself wondering……

what it must be like for God, and all the music he hears. Now that is some kind of mind blowing, online experience.

One of the worship songs I came across was presented in video format. Four people sitting all in a row in a studio singing to Jesus. The words, and voices were awesome, and powerful, and moving, but I found myself wondering…..

of all the other places Jesus sees, and hears his people worshipping,

like prison, a refugee camp, a city street, an obscure mountain, a rice field, a fishing boat, a tractor, a sweat shop, Wall Street, a conference room, a hospital bed, a graveside.

I am thankful for the Christian music I can find online, and how it feeds my soul, and brings God glory, but I want to be careful to remember that our online connections do not represent all there is!

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[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]Their are worship songs flowing out of humble hearts everywhere[/clickandtweet], soaring beyond the stars to His heart because of His lifeline.

“This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him” (1 John 4:9 NIV).

 

 

Missing You

This quote is a lyric line from one of my favourite originals “I’m The Unfaithful”. Thank you Jesus for being so faithful, and showing me when things don’t seem quite right, it probably means, (for the most part) [clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]I am just plain missing you[/clickandtweet].
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The Highway of Life

It seems fitting to be writing about boundaries when I am a passenger riding the Coquihalla Highway through the Coastal Mountains. Not only am I bordered by enormous peaks on either side of the highway, there are also two cement barriers outlining our lane, which keep us from hitting oncoming traffic to the left, and from veering off the edge to the right.

For many people the boundaries God sets out in the Bible seem stringent, outdated, and alienating, when in reality they are entirely the opposite. Now, more than ever, is the time for believers to understand, and proclaim God’s truth and mysterious ways.

The Highway of Life
The Highway of Life

God’s boundaries for our lives are meant to protect us, and help us flourish mentally, physically and spiritually. His way alone enables us to love our creator, and our neighbor as ourself (Luke 10:27).

Throughout history humankind has tried to live outside the boundaries of God’s plan, with the prideful attitude of being more inclusive, but the harder we work at doing our own thing, the more exclusive we become, and the less love and freedom there is to experience. Without Christ we are hopelessly flawed. “Professing to be wise they became fools” (Romans 1:22 BLB).

Christ abided by his Father’s will (boundaries), and prolifically loved the broken, the blind, the poor, and the outcasts. He spoke and lived the truth, and truly loved, yet we still reject him.

Why do we think less boundaries means the more inclusive we can be? How can we possibly think THE CREATED can out think, and outdo THE CREATOR?

 But ask the beasts, and they will teach you;
    the birds of the heavens, and they will tell you;
 or the bushes of the earth, and they will teach you;
    and the fish of the sea will declare to you.
Who among all these does not know
    that the hand of the Lord has done this?
 In his hand is the life of every living thing
    and the breath of all mankind. (Job 12:7-10)

[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]The more godly boundaries we dismiss, the more soul casualties there’ll be on the highway of life.[/clickandtweet]

“Do not be wise in your own eyes; Fear the LORD and turn away from evil. It will be healing to your body And refreshment to your bones.” (Proverbs 3:7 NIV)

Your People are My People

This past Easter weekend was memorable for all the wrong reasons, and yet one phone call from a friend started the healing process, and reminded me of how powerful the spiritual bond of God’s family is.sunrise_church_198854

My family all got hit with a severe flu, and we were unable to attend a musical production, as well as our traditional Easter Service.  I was too sick to even move let alone imagine taking in the celebrations. When the dust settled, and the weekend was over – I cried, because I missed out on spending quality time with God’s family.

There are many wonderful, noteworthy organizations in our community that emulate incredible friendship, and camaraderie, but “there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother” (Prov. 18:24b NKJV). The family He is binding together in perfect unity with his love (Col 3:14) is beyond measure. He holds tightly to our right hand, we have nothing to fear (Isaiah 41:13). As the Father sent him, he is sending us (John 20:21) to share his love with the world.

This morning I awoke and began to sing out of gratitude for God’s presence and gifts in my life.

“Your People are My People” ©Cindy Palin, March 31, 2016

Verse 1

[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]My rising is with you in the house of the Lord[/clickandtweet]

[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]Your people are my people, and I am yours[/clickandtweet]

My table is with you, in your house O Lord

Your people are my people, and we are yours

Chorus

Bind us fast O Lord, for your purpose alone

Hold us tight O Lord in your arms

Send us forth O Lord, for your love to be shown

As we lift your name on high until you call us home.

Verse 2

My laughter is with you, in the house of the Lord

Your people are my people, and I am yours

My weeping is with you, in your house O Lord

Your people are my people, and we are yours

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