Crashes Over Me…

Dancing through my head…

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Photo by Jared Schaaf Photography.

You Make Me Brave!

I stand before You now
The greatness of your renown
I have heard of the majesty and wonder of you
King of Heaven, in humility, I bow

As Your love, in wave after wave
Crashes over me, crashes over me
For You are for us
You are not against us
Champion of Heaven
You made a way for all to enter in

I have heard You calling my name
I have heard the song of love that You sing
So I will let You draw me out beyond the shore
Into Your grace
Your graceYou make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way

You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the promises you made
You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the promises you made.

Photo by Jared Schaaf Photography.
Photo by Jared Schaaf Photography.

Music by Amanda Cook & Bethel Music

hugs n’ blessings to all the brave being called out to play in the waves!

Crazy Quack Ups!

it’s the monday giggles…

Photo Courtesy of Pinterest!
Photo Courtesy of Pinterest!

“Be like a duck, paddling and working very hard inside the water, but what everyone sees is a smiling and calm face.”    ― Manoj Arora

IF

by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

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“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.”  Romans 12:2

hugs n’ blessings for staying calm & colorful & enjoying gingersnaps all live-long-day!

psalm 62:5

a visit to my interior castle. (in search of the) Divine Mercy in my soul.

my guide: st. faustina.

791  Hide me, Jesus, in the depths of Your mercy, and then let my neighbor judge me as he pleases.

792  I must never speak of my own experiences.  In suffering, I must seek relief in prayer.  In doubts, even the smallest, I must seek only the advice of my confessor.   I must always have a heart which is open to receive the sufferings of others, and drown my own sufferings in the Divine Heart so that they would not be noticed on the outside, in so far as possible.  I must always strive for equanimity, no matter how stormy the circumstances might be.  I must not allow anything to disturb my interior calm and silence.  Nothing can compare with peace of soul.  When I am wrongfully accused of something, I will not explain myself; if the superior wants to know (195) the truth, whether I was in the right or not, let her find out from others rather than from me.  My concern is to accept everything with a humble inner disposition.

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(unshakable) hugs n’ blessings!