Love Thy Neighbor?

That’s what I see. I see “choice” of whom our neighbors be. Love ALL? It just doesn’t happen and we seem to continue on the path that “we do”. (Love All)

And God Created

It hit me big when the homeless lady chose to sleep at the front door on the porch of the church. Seen blankets and even her cat food cans for her “homeless kitty”. She had vanished before folks showed up for Sunday service, and before they showed up to see. Attitudes arose over this situation.

What bothers me most is “what would Jesus do”? Would His feathers rouse to see her there and where she chose to rest? I can see folks all over the steps – all across to rest. And they’d be welcome. Is that what Jesus sees? Is that what we should see? Love thy neighbor (yet only the chosen)?

Unfortunately some tend to divide us – not encourage ALL ARE ONE. Somehow all of what we do to show love, does not.

Our Guidance

Guide and hold us to the peace of your heart Lord.  May we all see the comfort we so need in this life.

We pray for your care Lord so we may have care for your purpose.  ALL THINGS right in the hearts of our world.  To keep our hearts on the hope of your promise and your glory.

And Provide for your will in me oh Lord!

Remembrance and Sacrifice

My New Study

As I am studying the book of Revelation, since it always loses me in the midst and I can’t figure it out. Or am I supposed to? YES, figure it out, it is real, it is not a tripping story to confuse us. As I am taking this study I am shown throughout God’s word, Jesus. Jesus is the one in Revelation (through John) to show us exactly. It is real.

And as you read of the “7 churches”, you will find yourself somewhere in one or more. If you’re honest with your heart. Revelation, God’s final word.

I Pray For My Kindness…

Worn within

My qualities are not those I think you admire. Do I have any?

When I “live in the day”, is that a bad thing; is that wrong? God says, “day by day” (is all we can handle). That’s all I can, if even then.

My heart is not kind enough to compare. I pray for my kindness.

And I want to be gentle and meek if that’s how God wants me. Those qualities I don’t seem to have either. Are there any?

Man’s world…it beats me down daily.

Moved to Display

The day to start the physical journey of my book; set out, in prayer, to feed around the world. My book, the one God guided to be written. The one that pours my soul and all I have for to give. My book for you and you and for anyone that will open the pages. My book into the world it goes.

For those from Canada who visit this blog, today I signed a contract for this book to be displayed in Toronto, Canada at Maple Staple bookstore, in case you’re close. For others of course it is available to order on Amazon.

How awesome and I smile. God moves my needs.

Blessed…

WHERE DID SHE GO?

To Someone Who Is Black and White From Someone Who Is Grey…

She sees me as so miserable and unhappy and forever lost from the “funny, happy go lucky” person I once was – in my youth and as I grew; the “always to make happy laughter.”

Yet as I grow, yes older, my joy is so ever present from inside – kept there in ponder, and none may even see. Perhaps in showing, I’m afraid the joy seen will not be its true source portrayed. Because God and His grace through Jesus is my joy! I ponder and enjoy and fulfill on His presence in me and especially as I read His word.

Never is there a promise joy gives you smiles – joy from within may be solemn yet overflowing. The joy I feel may bring me to tears – so a smile may not be. Yet let that joy forever be when from God. And may you one day see.

In quiet you may notice God’s grace. Upon your own heart, I pray you find and recognize. I pray God opens His words to you. And in His joy may you see of mine and smile in sharing – God’s love for each of us! May our Savior Jesus Christ shine in our hearts together.

…with love.

Fall 2017

Bringing it back as I see it again…

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If  ever there was a time I need to write, it is now.  My world around me makes me feel upside down and in chaos.  Where will we lead us? And those divided will cause desolations.  Our earth is groaning from us and know this – when the end is here there will be desolations in “divers” places – our created desolations.  Already in many places.

As Fall is approaching, I must change my venue. I’m suddenly left in the bareness of bars from my porch railings. The birds I’ve been listening to are now few to hear. The thick trees of my vision are now bare to the sky.  The vivid color of petals in every direction are now faded or fallen to the ground. I know ahead soon will be the gray and the dull and the weary to look at. I must change my venue. For winter is soon…

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