Talking to God is an amazing alternative to anxiety… So, why worry when we can pray!?!

Talking to God is an amazing alternative to anxiety… So, why worry when we can pray!?!

I was five years old when my paternal grandmother passed away…my parents did not tell me. Years later they said she’d been sick from the day I was born… Hopefully, the two situations are unrelated! My thought is, my parents just wanted to protect me from the reality of death at such an early age. Of course, not long after that our dog ate our hamster so I was pretty sure we would never see him again. Hamsters are easily replaced, not so with grandmas.
My dad didn’t let on that he was sad, at least not to me. I never noticed a tear or a change in his daily pattern… up early and off to work, home at 5:30, dinner with the family, and an evening in his overstuffed easy chair. At five, I was fully into entertaining him with a silly dance, front and center. I would sing him little songs I knew or made up, then sit on his lap where we’d make silly faces, chat, or just sit quietly. More than anything, I just wanted to be where he was. Truth be known, I worshiped Him.
At the time, I had no idea that not only did I fully desire to be with my dad, but he also wanted to be fully with me!
I didn’t know this until I felt this way with my own two boys, and even moreso with my grandchildren. (Sorry, Sons!) I distinctly remember Christmas 2009 and how I was particularly encouraged by our little seven-year-old granddaughter, Kelsie. My dad had passed away the year prior and, due to illness, my mom could not be with us for our annual family gathering… for the first time in my entire life. I know now how blessed I was and am to have had her so long. So back to 2009 (I get sidetracked, in case you hadn’t noticed)… just as I began to feel quite melancholy and close to outright tearyeyed, along came Kelsie in her bubbly, carefree fashion…
Grandma, you want to come play with me in my room?
Did I? You better believe I did! Her love and inclusion snapped me out of my not-so-mini pity party faster than the smell of chocolate chip cookies! As we walked up the stairs to her room, my tears were replaced with her joyful childlike chatter and afternoon plans for us to dress up and play with all of her dolls! When Kelsie played, her entire room became a City of Barbies, American Girl dolls, Cabbage Patch dolls, Teddy Bears, puppets, Disney Princesses, My Little Ponies and then some! After all, it takes all kinds to make a City! And Kelsie… well, she just wanted someone to be fully there and I love her so much that I couldn’t help myself. The fact remained, I needed her to be fully there too, and she was…just at the right time. What joy she brought me then…and still does to this day!
Is that how my dad felt about me when he lost his mom? Did my silly dances, songs and faces keep him laughing, living and loving through the loss of his beautiful mother? Though I can’t speak for him, it sure rings true in my life with Kelsie, and her two siblings and three cousins!
And then of course there is our Heavenly Father… By now you are most likely expecting this part. 🙂 I have to think that since He planted these emotions in us as parents and grandparents, and since we are fashioned after His image, He feels the same way about us… only galaxies bigger, eons better and oceans purer!! And death is more of a reality to Him than we can ever imagine… How His heart must ache to see a soul He loves go into eternity without coming into relationship with Him. And then maybe at that very instant He catches a glimpse of you singing and dancing before Him in true worship, and His tears turn into a smile. Doesn’t that thought make you smile too?
“Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in the Spirit and in truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks. God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in the Spirit and in truth.” John 4:23-24 NIV
“A single day in your courts is better than a thousand anywhere else! I would rather be a gatekeeper in the house of my God than live the good life in the homes of the wicked.” Psalms 84:10 NLT
“Come, let’s shout praises to GOD, raise the roof for the Rock who saved us! Let’s march into his presence singing praises, lifting the rafters with our hymns!” Psalm 95:1-2 MSG
The bottom line… Not only do we fully need to enter our Heavenly Father’s presence in joyful worship, but He wholeheartedly desires to be fully in our presence as well! Like Kelsie, we can ask Him… “Father, You want to come play with me in my room?” My guess… He wants to! For reals! 🙂
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John 4:23-24 Scripture quotations marked NIV are taken from NIV® Copyright 2011 by Biblica, Inc.®
Psalm 84:10 Scripture quotations marked NLT are taken from the Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright 1996, 2004, 2007 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.
Psalm 95:1-2 Scripture quotations marked MSG are taken from The Message. Copyright © 1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002. Used by permission of NavPress Publishing Group.

Today is a landmark day…my first ever blog now has twenty whole followers! That is so encouraging and yet SO scary! Yes, it is encouraging to think there are twenty people out there who just might actually read what I have to say, and it is extremely scary for the very same reason! Twenty people might actually read my stuff!?! Nonetheless, I am encouraged!
I’m a blogger. What’s your superpower? —Unknown
You see, I don’t want to be a good blogster (Is that a word? Let’s call it a Dori-ism), I want to be a great one…but a huge part of being either is the ability to combine passion, thoughts, feelings, knowledge, wisdom and understanding into written form in such a way that it makes sense to other people. This might be a good time to mention that my brain – where thoughts are all over the map – is a reeeeally scary place to live! Oh yeah, I’m talkin’ scary here! However, there are many times when thoughts are few, amounting to less than an apostrophe, or a comma, but I really like saying the word apostrophe so let’s stick with that. (See what I mean?)
Forget about someone’s resume or how they present themselves at a party. Can they blog or not? The blog doesn’t lie. —Nick Denton
So, here I sit day after day, sometimes with a full heart and empty screen…other times with an empty heart and a jumbled mess on the screen. And once in a while, sometimes twice in a while, something becomes blog-worthy…from my novice perspective, that is. I take the leap, post the blog and wonder if it will actually help anyone on their journey through life. You see, helping others matters to me. But even if no one else is affected, the process of moving ideas, feelings and thoughts to paper (or computer screen as it were) generally pushes me one step further on my journey as a writer…aka blogster. <sheepish grin> Eventually, it is just nice to know that someone else cares about something you pour your heart into.
I had a personal blog, but why does anyone care that I went shopping for hats? —Chris Hardwick
Reading other blogs, maybe yours, helps tremendously to see how other bloggers approach their thoughts and put them into story, and to glean from their expertise. And though I sincerely admire your knowledge, wisdom, wit and style, I also know the best lessons are those we walk, sometimes crawl, through ourselves. Just as physical growth doesn’t happen when one child watches his sibling eat and exercise, neither does practical growth. I need to feed my heart, soul and mind with information, then exercise the skill (Lord, help!) of writing firsthand in order to grow in writership. (Yes, I like to invent words.) Struggling through every blunder, along with celebrating each glorious victory, is what I believe is refining who I am and who you are as a blogger.
Everyone should have a blog. It’s the most dramatic thing ever. —Jessica Cutler
We’re all on this unpredictable journey called life together, walking side-by-side at times, walking alone at others. Either way, it is comforting to know that out there in Bloggerland, there are other wandering pilgrims…a-hem, bloggers…staring at empty computer screens or jumbled messes with puzzled looks on their faces wondering if any of it will ever make sense to anyone, even themselves, especially during run-on sentences! Growth can be painful, and though my stuff is definitely in the refining process, I truly thank you for not throwing the oil of discouragement into the fire. We generally do enough of that ourselves from what I can tell.
The bottom line…the likes, kudos, applause, even flattery at times, can lift the spirits of a novice (sometimes floundering) writer in a heartbeat! Yes, YOU have been such an encouragement to me…to like some of my stuff and to use some of your personal writing time to comment. I only hope that I can be as much of an encouragement to you on your journey, whatever that might be! So today I just want to say…Thank You! Gracias! Danke! Merci! Grazie! Toa chie! And hey, I like you too! —Dori 😊
P.S. I should also mention that I edit my own stuff…thus, the misplaced commas. But I really wanted to say apostrophe again, so I just did! 😀
©Celebrate His Love, 2017
While trying to fall asleep last night, I was thinking about how God wrote 66 books to tell us His story… and so often, I try to fit my story into one blog! Mercy, who do I think I am!?! So for today, I will leave you with this simple thought… Since His thoughts about us are so vast…immense, HUGE…shouldn’t His thoughts be precious to us? Today I’m pondering ‘just how precious is His Word to me?’ Excuse me while I go read a few more of His thoughts… No doubt, He will want to follow up with a little heart-to-heart chat! Then, of course, we’ll celebrate!
Later, Babe, gotta run! 🙂
We would stand in absolute awe if we ever fully understood the depth of God’s everlasting love for us. He wrote one volume in two parts, containing 66 books to tell us His story. Within that story He outlined how He created us and everything around us, how He desired for us to live, how we fell short of His perfect plan and how He made us a way back to Him. And that is just the first few chapters. Ultimately, all the pictures He painted in the Old Testament were fulfilled in the New when He sent His one and only Son…
“that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.”
Hillsong said it well in their song I Stand in Awe of You…
You are beautiful beyond description
Too marvelous for words
Too wonderful for comprehension
Like nothing ever seen or heard
Who can grasp you infinite wisdom
Who can fathom the depth of your love
You are beautiful beyond description
Majesty enthroned aboveAnd I stand, I stand in awe of you
I stand, I stand in awe of you
Holy God to whom all praise is due
I stand in awe of you
Need I say more?
John 3:16 New American Standard Bible (NASB) Copyright © 1960, 1962, 1963, 1968, 1971, 1972, 1973, 1975, 1977, 1995 by The Lockman Foundation
Though our country stands at the crossroads of a pending election, and though we may be more than uneasy about the possible outcome… There is much that still stands true. One thing we can be sure of is the blessed hope of heaven where the King Eternal will reign forever. In light off all that, I thought some of you may enjoy reading this… The Here and Not Yet…
The Here and Not Yet…
Good, true and beautiful — those are the attributes of the divine Hero’s heart, along with love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. He is compassionate and good, holy and true; and there’s an entire kingdom — heaven — where his heart defines reality.
Read
Somewhere beyond the earthly realms that we can see is God’s ultimate kingdom, heaven. It doesn’t have a location we can pinpoint. But it’s real and it’s somewhere, even though we don’t know exactly where. Revelation 21:2 speaks of the new Jerusalem “coming down out of heaven,” so somehow heaven is above us. It may be beyond all galaxies and universes or even outside of time.
While there’s much we don’t know about its specific location, there’s much that we do know about heaven. It’s where the Hero reigns, where he is all in all. It’s the place the Archnemesis fell from. And it’s where God’s throne is.
Think
Scripture tells us a lot about heaven; but since we’ve not yet experienced it, there’s much that remains a mystery. There is one thing that’s crystal clear: Heaven is where God’s ways are carried out perfectly. In the Hero’s kingdom, the Hero reigns.
That means that in heaven, there’s no sin and no evil. The fruit of God’s Spirit — “love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control” (Galatians 5:22 – 23) — is the code of the kingdom. Justice reigns. Integrity is all that exists. Everything in the Hero’s kingdom is under his authority because he is King. Heaven is where everything is as the Hero wants it to be. It is very, very good.
Live
Right now, in a realm we can’t see but that is very real, there is a place where the Hero’s ways are the order of the day. It’s a perfect, wonderful place.
Scripture Reading: Revelation 4:1-6
NIV The Great Rescue, NIV 365-Day Reading Plan, YouVersion.com
Love is an action word, responding to His Word… The fact is God is actively and passionately loving you today! The big question is how do I/we respond? Life’s choices, the good and the bad (yes, I have made bad choices), have taught me that there is always tremendous freedom in obeying Him fully, knowing that His Word leads us on the best path possible, regardless of human desires, feelings or fears. As one songwriter says, “Oh, how He loves me…” And I have to ask… “Oh, how am I loving Him?”
As many of you know, I used to love to dance with my dad! And as a little girl I would wrap my arms tightly around his waist and stand on his feet while he danced and moved us both happily around the living room. Of course, his arms were wrapped around me as well, and there was nowhere else to look but up! But without fail, his eyes of love were always looking down at me. I knew I was the apple of his eye.
Amy Boucher Pye said, “…with eyes being precious and fragile, they need protecting, and that’s how the Lord wants to love and protect His people – by holding them close to His heart.”
Whether or not you had an earthly dad that held you close and protected you, YOU can rest assured that you do have a Heavenly Father that looks at you with eyes of love and a heart that wants to protect you. You are His precious daughter, the apple of His eye! And my hope, dear sister, is that you are dancing with Him today! #morningponderingsfromdori
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