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Songs From the Prairie

There are many songs being sung in our world today and none without meaning.  There are as many songs as there are people.

This past week-end I traveled to spend some time with a woman who has been a good friend for well over fifty years.  She was born with a happy song, but with the years, and with circumstances, her song has been diminshed.  Oh, she still laughs and smiles, but her song is now tinged with sorrow and sadness as physical issues require attention, and her strong work ethic is not so easily managed.  Weariness often overcomes her.

My friend and I spent a couple of hours with our god-child, a very successful man who is goal oriented and driven by a dream.  The business he is engaged in is quite lucritive and he has plans for early retirement when he meets his goal.  His pride and joy though are his children, whom he talks about with great excitement.  From an earthly standpoint, he appears to have it all together, but some “worry lines” on his face indicate that even his song has a dark side, perhaps I should say a gray side.  Life is not free of challenges.

I am blessed to have a son and his family in the same area, so I was able to enjoy a few hours with them as well.  The song they sing comes across to me as mostly blue.  As a mother, I wish I was able to wave a magic wand and “make it all alright”, but my Father in Heaven allows me to make my own choices and decisions and some of the greatest lessons I have learned have been because of hard times.  So, I must allow them to sing the blues while I pray that the clouds will part and the Sun of righteousness will shine upon them.

Following the visit with my biological child I enjoyed a visit with my spiritual son and his family.  A visit to their home is always a joy because they have the gift of hospitality.  I feel welcomed and warmed by their kind, gentle attention.  Their home is in the country and because Spring has arrived, at last, in the north country, everything was green and growing.  I love Spring!  I love it because of the new life, the happy song, the hope of harvest, the hope of fruitfulness in the Fall.  I heard Spring’s song and I was refreshed.

Today as I was considering this week-end with the various songs I heard, my thought turned to fruit salad.  Strange you say, yes, I am sure, but then that is how my mind works.

There are many kinds of fruit, each one can be enjoyed individually and yet they can be combined to make a fruit salad.  If people can be compared to fruit, consider this:   You cannot take an apple and turn it into an orange, you cannot take a pear and make it into a banana, nor can you make a blueberry into a cherry.  BUT, you can combine them into a fruit salad that is incredibly wonderful tasting and very nourishing as well.  Throw in some blueberries for anti-oxident power and you are good to go.

Why do we try to make other people into our own image?  Why can we not accept  each other for who we are?  God loves variety, we all sing a different song and that is okay.  He is the author of all of the songs, but what we do with our song is what makes our song a happy song or a sad one.  Decisions matter!

As I thought about fruit salad, I realized that God’s love is the dressing that keeps it all together, adds just the right flavor to it.  It marries all the fruit together into a pleasing delight for the palate.  And yet, each fruit adds its own flavor to the salad.  Wonderful!

That thought led me to unity.  That is what happens when we allow God into our marriage, our family.  It becomes a wonderful blend where each one is loved and accepted as they are, without trying to force one another to be someone they are not, a job by the way, that only the love of God can accomplish.

Uniformity on the other hand is like homoginization, only one distinct flavor.  Milk is homogenized and that is good and right, but homogenized people?  No!

I love variety in food, I love variety in people.  I loved sitting with my friends nephew and his wife talking about their experience in Arizona this winter.  As they shared their time there, I lived it, could see it, could almost smell the ranch, the horses, the mountain air, and that is not my thing, but oh how lovely to be with them and hear the precious song they sang.

You, dear reader, have a song to sing.  You are singing a song in our world whether you realize it or not.  Won’t you consider what song you are singing and whether your song lifts up or pulls down those around you?

Everyone needs hope, everyone needs love and acceptance, everyone needs to be respected and honored, everyone needs to be valued.  As we honor God for who He is, realizing that it is His love that binds all of the different songs into a sympohny of beauty, harmony comes and discord disappears, our lives are changed for the better, the lives of those around us change and we come closer to Heaven on earth.

Yes, I know, Heaven on earth cannot happen yet, nevertheless, unity is the desire of Jesus spoken of in John 17 and each of us can do what we can do to bring that to pass.

Each of us is an instrument and we will play a song.  We must choose if our song will be discord or harmony.  Let us accept others for who they are and allow God to make them into the person that He wants them to be?  He can you know!

I bless you in the name of the Lord Jesus…Joy


Yesterday I went out of the house for the first time in several days.  It felt a bit odd.  I don’t know about you, but I like being active, doing things.  Don’t get me wrong, I need quiet time too, but I was not created for inactivity.  In fact, the Lord lets me know on occasion that I have become a human doing instead of a human being.  LOL!

As I was meandering about town working off my list, I thought of the word handicapped, not a word that you will hear much in today’s politically correct world.  But then, I don’t track a whole lot with that kind of thinking anyway.

I really like words, that is most of them, though there are some words that are ugly.  Anyway, as I was driving to my destinations I was thinking of the meaning of handicapped.  This is not a great word, as words go, but I think it can be a springboard for good and growth.

My Gram used to say, people that were handicapped in some way were “not quite right”.   She meant that they were physically handicapped or mentally retarded.  However, I believe that if you are impaired in some way or another, physical or mental, you are handicapped. I want to share with you a small part of my life with the handicap of being a tall girl in a world of average people.

My uncle, my Mother’s brother, was the father figure in my young life, being a perfectionist, his requirements were a tough standard for a young girl to follow.  As a result, I felt as though I could never quite measure up; I was never quite good enough at whatever I did.  Top that off me being a tall girl, when everyone around me was average in height, and you had the makings of a handicap.

I often heard the words.  “My but you”re (she’s) tall!”, as if it wasn’t obvious to me and everyone else.  Why is it that people call attention to the flaws, the handicaps, that are so clearly seen by all, and most of the time known by the person themselves?  Could one of the possibilities be to take the spotlight off their own insecurity and handicaps?

My point in all of this wandering is that every single person on the face of this God-created earth is, in fact, handicapped in one way or another.  During our teen years  some “flaw or fault” that we had was highlighted by someone, making us want to crawl in a hole and disappear rather than having to face that issue once again, and if it hasn’t happened to you yet, it will…small comfort that, eh?

There has never been a perfect person.  Isaiah 53:2 says that even Jesus was not extraordinary in His physical appearance.  So, why do we place such great importance on the physical body?

I read an article about a contestant in a beauty pageant, who when questioned by a reporter about how she saw herself, was astounded to hear her talk about what she saw as a flaw in her appearance, when, in fact, she appeared to be perfect.  No one is immune to the voices that put you down and make you feel like “less than”.  No one!

Dear reader, we can relax the standard, the bar is too high, we can never measure up to what “they” say, whoever they are.  There is a standard that we can go by, a measure that will change everything for us, and it is a measure that will never change, will never be moved by whether we are good or bad, right or wrong, beautiful or homely, it is the standard of God’s unconditional love for each one of us.

I love what Psalm 139 teaches about the creation of each one of us in our mother’s womb.  It tells us that God was totally involved in that process, watching over it.  He told Jeremiah that He knew him from His mother’s womb and John the Baptist was Spirit-filled from his mother’s womb.  They were just people like us.  We came from God and if we choose His way while we live here on earth, then we can go to be with Him when we leave this earth suit behind.

Handicaps?  My point is that we all are handicapped in one way or another, but it is not the fact of a handicap that needs to rule us, it is our attitude and what we do that will make the differance in our life.  Circumstances do not have to determine who or what we will be, we can become bitter or we can become better, it is our decision.  When you realize that God accepts you just as you are in Jesus, through Jesus, the next step is to accept yourself as you are and begin to grow up into a mature man or woman.

For many years I suffered from rejection and insecurity, and occasionally those old accusations do try to resurface, but I choose to use those times to grow.  I will always be tall, God gave me the DNA that I have, it is my task to use it for His glory.  I desire to be the best me that I can be and when being tall feels like a handicap, I remember that my Father in Heaven loves me, accepts me as I am and invites me to grow up to be like Jesus.  I choose to see what felt like a handicap as an advantage and behave accordingly.

Hope your day is going well friends, blessings to you from Heaven’s love.

Joyfully His,