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Monday, June 11, 2018

I'm Inspired - God's Peace


I’m inspired!  God is so good!  I’m not awake even 5 minutes before He is touching my heart!  I’m sharing this today because I need to let you all know how He makes a way when I woke up not feeling well.  It was 5:30 or so the first time I woke up with an awful stomach ache.  I just tried to sleep some more knowing that I was getting up at 7:30.

John 14:27  " Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid." is my favorite scripture.  It talks about peace in the midst.  He doesn’t promise everything to be perfect and a bed of roses but He does say that He will give us peace and be with us through it all.  My life is such a perfect example of this.  From prison to sickness, to more sickness and even more sickness, and spending much, much time alone with only Him to keep me company. 

When I finally got up today I had a Bible Journaling page lying in my dining room table morning spot to finish that evoked so many memories.

And I shared that it evoked many memories in my Bible Journaling group and then I couldn’t hold back.  And I shared:

“Oh, I can’t help it...I’m a story teller I guess.  Not only did it make me think of growing up on a bike but also the last place we lived was called Christian Retreat in Bradenton.  I had a Purple trike (color of page) and I would ride in the early mornings in this circle by all these duplexes.  You can feel the presence of God in this place when you turn from the main road.  I would pray for the people as I rode past each home with all the gorgeous flowers and the sound of peacocks...I think of all the amazing memories from living in this awe-inspiring place!  I could go on and on...God is awesome!  It was like the $$ just fell from the sky to move there, too.  Totally God!  I may have to hang this in our computer room.”



Not long after all of this I was drawn to the flowers on our dining table.  I have been getting them several times a month for more than a year now and they are worth so much more to me than what I pay for them.  I delight in them.  In Ohio we had a ½ acre of gardens, a water garden, and I had 120 house plants.  (No exaggeration.)  But since I have been in Florida there has been a decline in my ability to care for plants and I have truly missed the flowers the most.  I look at them on and off all day long.  They inspire me.  They touch my heart.  They evoke memories, They are God’s glorious creation.  I don’t even know how to arrange them well but I decided that it really doesn’t matter if I just bask in them anyway!  They are just an amazing gift to my day, my life!  And I am writing this with my stomach still hurting but emotionally and spiritually I am free, complete, at peace, and full of love and sunshine!

I used to not like the color yellow until we moved to our Ohio house.  We had a screened back porch with skylights and yellow walls where the sun shined, the birds sang, and the squirrels played.  I collected metal sun plaques for the wall.  We moved before I could do all of the decorating that I wanted to there.


 Since then, yellow has brought the idea of light to me and I love using it that way in my art and Bible journaling, too.
Bible Journaling page with yellow as light.

When we went for flowers at Trader Joe’s in St. Petersburg on Saturday this was tour first truly sunshiny day in a couple of weeks being the rainy season in Florida.  The first flowers I noticed were the Gerber Daisies and  I snatched up a cluster of them, then the spray roses (a favorite of mine).  We are so blessed to have such beautiful flowers available to us as such a good price.  And then I had to add the purple, of course.  Whoever purchases the flowers for Trader Joe’s knows what they are doing.  I’d rather go there than any place else in the area.  Oh, I’ve gotten bouquets in other places that were lovely occasionally but Trader Joe’s is the most consistent and inexpensive.





Can you see God’s handiwork here?
 


May God bless you through my writing. If He has especially touched you in any way, please leave a comment below. Your comments are so very encouraging to me to help me to keep writing. Also, click on the “Up-tweet” button on the above right and share! I pray you will keep coming back. I fully believe that my writing is by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit so if I am writing, there is someone that needs to read it! Maybe it’s you? Also, please be sure to share any questions you might have with me and if you would like to keep them personal (just between you and me) please don’t hesitate to e-mail me at juliana.pace@gmail.com. If I don’t know how to answer you, I will may every attempt to refer you to someone for more information. Thanks and may God bless all your days!

Sunday, May 27, 2018

OH MY SOUL


Here it is Sunday morning and my husband woke me up with breakfast.  So very sweet of him but I stayed up for a couple of hours after he went to bed.   I groggily “smiled” and got up.  (God always has a reason for my needing to get up early.  He has proved it to me again and again.  Even though so out of it in my own mind, I seem to tune into Him much more easily at this time of day.  I have written most of these blog posts in the wee hours of the morning.)

I did not need my husband to open the blinds to know that it was raining outside, I could hear it.  It’s been raining all week almost every day all day and now we are expecting a tropical storm today.  Just truly typical tropical weather for this time of year, but it can get depressing.  I have a friend who it has been affecting extraordinarily so and when we came home from the grocery last night it struck me to send an uplifting song to her so I looked one up and was sharing it with my husband this morning:



As I was looking for it, another song came to mind that helped me in my last dip of depression… this depression spell was a doozy!  It was, though, as if God, Himself was speaking to me. 



That day was one of my worst in some time.  My hands are having major problems right now.  I’d had trigger finger for some time in my right hand, which is debilitating to say the least but I’d had a stroke when I was 40 (now 57) with some effects to my left hand but “FAITH” kept me going like it was nearly normal.  This day I was “seeing” my left hand shaking terribly when I was typing and I had trouble hitting some of the keys.  I’ve been typing for 45+ years and playing piano for even longer. (The stroke slowed me down when I typed 120 words per minute as a Radiological Transcriptionist).  OH, WAS I EVER SHAKEN!  I was mad!  I called my hand doctor for an appointment but the office lady explained over and over to me how my family doctor had to know about my left hand issues before I made the appointment and I went off.  I had a “melt down”.  I even hung up on the lady, which is totally unlike me today yet it was how I would’ve reacted just after the stroke.  I was in tears.  I was more mad than I’d been in I don’t know how long.  BUT I cried out for prayer.  I go to God!  As much of my artwork depicts, “I RUN TO HIM”:




I was still mad.  I sought out doing housework while listening to worship music to get my mind off of it but this did not help, it used my hands!  BUT, “Oh My Soul” started to play and I heard “One more day, He will make a way.” And it caught my attention so I listened more. 



Oh My Soul

Oh, my soul
Oh, how you worry
Oh, how you're weary, from fearing you lost control
This was the one thing, you didn't see coming
And no one would blame you, though
If you cried in private
If you tried to hide it away, so no one knows
No one will see, if you stop believing
Oh, my soul
You are not alone
There's a place where fear has to face the God you know
One more day, He will make a way
Let Him show you how, you can lay this down
'Cause you're not alone
Here and now
You can be honest
I won't try to promise that someday it all works out
'Cause this is the valley
And even now, He is breathing on your dry bones
And there will be dancing
There will be beauty where beauty was ash and stone
This much I know
Oh, my soul
You are not alone
There's a place where fear has to face the God you know
One more day, He will make a way
Let Him show you how, you can lay this down
I'm not strong enough, I can't take anymore
(You can lay it down, you can lay it down)
And my shipwrecked faith will never get me to shore
(You can lay it down, you can lay it down)
Can He find me here
Can He keep me from going under
Oh, my soul
You're not alone
There's a place where fear has to face the God you know
One more day, He will make a way
Let Him show you how, you can lay this down
'Cause you're not alone
Oh, my soul, you're not alone
Songwriters: JOHN MARK HALL, BERNIE HERMS


My heart melted once again.  He knows me so well.  Music speaks to me.  He speaks to me so often through music.  And here it is a good 2 months later and it is in His hands still!

May God bless you through my writing. If He has especially touched you in any way, please leave a comment below. Your comments are so very encouraging to me to help me to keep writing. Also, click on the “Uptweet” button on the above right and share! I pray you will keep coming back. I fully believe that my writing is by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit so if I am writing, there is someone that needs to read it! Maybe it’s you? Also, please be sure to share any questions you might have with me and if you would like to keep them personal (just between you and me) please don’t hesitate to e-mail me at juliana.pace@gmail.com. If I don’t know how to answer you, I will may every attempt to refer you to someone for more information. Thanks and may God bless all your days! 



Thursday, May 17, 2018

Intercession + My Weakness



I have been praying for years.  My mother taught me how to pray when I had nightmares as a child of just 3 or 4 years old.  Although I did feel somewhat adequate in my own prayer life where no one else heard me but God, I still feel quite inadequate praying in front of others.  In an emergency if someone asked me to pray, I would drop all of my fears and pray.  Yet by my early 50’s I still felt quite skiddish about praying out loud around anyone else.

While living in Palmetto, FL, a BFF was living at Christian Retreat (Christian Retreat.org) and I attended some conferences there at the Family Church.    

At one Billy Burke conference (billy Burke.org) a lady asked for prayers for herself as an intercessor.   Billy told others who thought they were intercessors to claim the prayer that he was about to say for themselves.  I had not yet seen myself as such but prayed, asking the Lord if I should claim this prayer and I believe he told me to claim it.  All of us who claimed this prayer for ourselves outstretched our arms towards him.  As I held my arm out, it was though I could even see a lightning bolt come from Billy, up through my outstretched arm to me and I hit the floor.  “Obedience”.  This has happened to me more than once when I followed what I thought the Lord was telling me to do.  Powerful prayer and I was still on “cloud 9” regarding it when I got home.  I can still “see myself” standing in front of the mirror talking to God.  I was telling Him how weak I felt regarding prayer and He said to me “that’s when I am strong.”  

*2 Corinthians 12:10 “Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” 

May God bless you through my writing. If He has especially touched you in any way, please leave a comment below. Your comments are so very encouraging to me to help me to keep writing. Also, click on the “Uptweet” button on the above right and share! I pray you will keep coming back. I fully believe that my writing is by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit so if I am writing, there is someone that needs to read it! Maybe it’s you? Also, please be sure to share any questions you might have with me and if you would like to keep them personal (just between you and me) please don’t hesitate to e-mail me at juliana.pace@gmail.com. If I don’t know how to answer you, I will may every attempt to refer you to someone for more information. Thanks and may God bless all your days!