The Days of Wonder

     These are the days of wonder. The wonderment of how big God is, how loving He is, how faithful He is and how good He is. The days that make me wonder at the power of God. The days that make me see His face and His hands in the earth. The days that make me wonder if I can even begin to understand His great and eternal plan for my life and my destiny. The days that me stop and think, Lord I am undone in your Presence.  These are the days to be surprised by the magnitude of God's grace in sending His Son. These are the days to be overwhelmed by Him. Lord let me never stop seeing the wonder of You!
    Sometimes we think we have God figured out. That we can control Him by our words, actions, deeds, even declarations. The wonderment of God is that He is the Almighty.  He is God and we are not. And the great wonderment is that He loves us and cares for us even as we struggle to create our God box so we can define Him. Can we capture even a whirlwind? Can we tell the sun when to rise or the moon when to set? Can we hear the song of the galaxy? Can we make it sing a different tune? We serve a God who with His Words created these with His breath! The wonder and amazement of this simple fact, the God of the universe loves me. He see me, He knows me and He loves me. Think on that for a minute. Oh the wonder of it!
   

The Lavender Blooms!

Hope springs eternal and in my heart I sing for joy when my lavender plant blooms.  Bought at a big box store with little hope for survival I put it in the ground when it was the size of my hand about five years ago.  The first year it bloomed again, I gazed at it in wonderment at how it had survived the cold winter and the blazing hot Oklahoma sunshine. The next year it was ice cold in the winter and it rained for 60 days straight and I looked out in my garden and the lavender bloomed anyway.  Two more blistering hot summers came and went. Everything dried up and grew brown and dreary, but in June the lavender blazed in it's glory! Bigger and bigger it grew,  from the size of my hand to the size of a basketball, and then it grew some more to the size of a yardstick! This year it waited until after the two tornadoes and hail storms and 30 inches of rain, until today when I went out to hang my clothes on the line, I saw it!! It had burst into it's beautiful purple display of spikenard blooms!
Yes it is believed that the lavender plant is the spikenard spoken of in the Bible.  It is over five feet wide and almost four feet tall! And I looked at it and I laughed and said, "If that small tiny no pedigree plant can be so gorgeous and majestic in it's beauty and glory, well then so can I!"
                                       AND I HAD HOPE!
This is Pastor Susan Living the Everyday Prophetic Life FULL OF HOPE!

If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck....

    Mother's day 2013 was interesting to say the least.  Blessed beyond measure and full of hope. I love how God uses the little things in life to show us amazing lessons.
   Lesson One: We don't know what we've left behind... My daughter a professional photographer during the after church reception looks out the window and says, "Quick get me my camera, that momma duck and her babies are going across the parking lot next door at the bank!" So off she went with her husband and their two little ones and the nursery worker and an assortment of other children and parents.  Three minutes later  they all come trooping back carrying two baby ducks... Huh? Oh the momma forgot them.. we are going to call wildlife rescue. Oh sure, there are dozens of people sitting at the Department of Wildlife Rescue (is there even such a thing?) waiting for the phone to ring on Sunday Mother's day afternoon to pick up two ducklings in Oklahoma. Um? maybe the mother will come back for them?  Nope she waddled off with the rest of her ducklings we found these two blocks back... they couldn't make the climb over the curb and she thought she had them all and left them behind.. Lesson One...What have you forgotten and left behind that is really important? Maybe a friend? Maybe a loved one that you have fallen out of touch with because they couldn't make the climb or change in the place you are in your life?
    Lesson Two: Just keep looking! Jared my son-in-law decided to look for the momma duck and the rest of the ducklings! So he searched the neighborhood alley and behind trees and in culverts to see where the momma was hiding! And guess what? In the tall grass of a vacant lot she and her ducklings were resting!  Lesson Two... whatever you feel you have lost don't stop looking for it! Don't stop searching for those who are supposed to be part of your life!
   Lesson Three: Being re-united is key! When he found the momma, he sent someone running to get the left behind ducklings, who were then driven by car to her location and released. The momma began quacking loudly as soon as she recognized their little peeps! QQQUUUAACCCKKKK! quack! QQUUAAckk! She got down low and came toward them just a quacking away! And then they all waddled off together to their new life adventure!  Lesson three... sometimes it takes a little help to get re-united but then it all turns out great!
   May the Lord re-unite you with those you have left behind and may he bring those into your path who will search relentlessly in pursuit of reconciliation.
    This is Pastor Susan Living the Everyday Prophetic Life and listening for the Quacks!

The Healing Begins

    When I am entering a season of healing in my life, I sense the beginning of creativity.  Inside my heart and a stirring in my soul, I sense the Lord beginning to awaken something new and different. A passion for creating begins to swirl up and the tornado of creative activity begins to develop.
     What an exciting time to watch the Lord begin that healing process by birthing something new for me.  It's like what I see in my mind's eye can be brought into the natural by the work of my hands.  So I begin to create and one form of artistic expression spills over to another form and it all melds together in a creative symphony. 
    That's where I am... I feel that I am entering a healing season and nothing expresses that better than the burst of creativity that comes from within. So what will I be creating? Watch and see!
   Let's go on this journey together! Hold on here we go!

This is Pastor Susan Living the Everyday Prophetic Life with a spark, no make that a wildfire, of creativity!