Changes, new additions and guests....

First off forgive me if this post isn't correct grammatically. I'm on the iPhone cause well, I don't quite feel like getting up. Ha.

Let's see...change. I for one hate that word. Even before Mr. Obama(ination) started professing it. Change is hard for everyone. I'm not the type that will give up her daily routine just for the sake of change. I ardently admire those who do, though. But change inevitably is apart of everyday life. When I married my best friend, I knew I was in for a choc full of change. Changing my name, address and living situations was HUGE for me. Sure it's great I finally moved up the alphabet (White to Jones) which had been a desire since kindergarten. But coming up on 7 months of marriage (such a long time I know) going through this change (not THE change) was so much easier than people made it out to be. It wasn't like there was this fear of the unknown. There was peace. Kinda like Noah when God revealed his plan to start over. That's a HUGE change. But Noah wasn't afraid, (probably a little unsure) he trusted his Narrator and built himself an ark. And because of the faith and trust, God showed him wonderful things. What about Abram? He not only got his name changed, he got a kid! After all those years of it being him and Sarai. It was now, Abraham, Sarah and Isaac. What an amazing journey God led them on all because Abram allowed God to (key word here) CHANGE his thinking. Which changed his destiny. Wow.

Moving on....new additions, no no no babies. Just a puppy. Max Power Jones. Andrew and I adopted him Saturday. Such a hoot and a handful!! :) I love him to death. He's a boxer/lab/wanna be lap dog... :) And the grandparents (mine, not the dogs') are in town this week which I don't get to see them much. Which is very nice.


Well better get off. My eyes are killin' me!!


What change is God putting you through today?

I will rise.

Last night, my family, (mom, dad, Prince Charming and myself) watched the movie, Knowing with Nicholas Cage. WOW. Such spiritual allegories. I don't wanna ruin it for you, if you haven't seen it. but the writer, apparently had to know the Bible, especially the book of Revelations. It talks (more or less) about Ezekiel's wheel, the tree of life, the rapture, the holy spirit... etc.

Anyways. Highly recommended :)

Today is turning out to be a pretty laid back day, went in to work around 2:30, after lunch. and then going grocery shopping with mom. So far, so good. ;)


Remember, Grace is shining on you today, who will you radiate off of?

Hallelujah

(הללויה)...an exclamation used chiefly in songs of praise or thanksgiving to God, and as an expression of gratitude or adoration.

If only I could fully grasp the meaning of this word.

In the Hebrew Bible hallelujah is actually a two-word phrase, not one word. The word "Yah" appears by itself as a divine name in poetry about 49 times in the Hebrew Bible (including hallelu yah), such as in Psalm 68:4-5 "who rides upon the deserts by his name Yah" and Exodus 15:2 "Yah is my strength and song". It also often appears at the end of Israelite theophoric names such as Isaiah "yeshayah(u), Yahweh is salvation" and Jeremiah "yirmeyah(u), Yahweh is exalted". (Wi


That being said, that word seemed to be in my mind all this weekend. Thursday night, driving to Galveston. Friday, waking up to see the beautiful scenery. Saturday, driving to birthmother's wedding. Sunday, driving to church, seeing the sun sparkle off the water. and then during Worship, that was the word that was sung over and over, that the RAIN has COME.

Thank you Lord, for bringing the rain to this dry and dusty land. Continue to pour it out.

A song in my heart

It seems there's always a song in my heart but right now, My "Narrator", My Savior, My Healer, seems to focusing in on this particular area in my life right now. This song by Addison Road, (SO WELL DONE) is what my heart, mind and soul are working on. Every word seems to idealize my thoughts and perceptions on God, and my relationship (or sometimes lack thereof) with Him.

I made You promises a thousand times
I tried to hear from Heaven
But I talked the whole time
I think I made You too small
I never feared You at all No
If You touched my face would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?

(CHORUS)
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
How You were mighty to save
Those were only empty words on a page
Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees

(CHORUS)
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

(CHORUS 2)
What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life "its" name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love?

(CHORUS)
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of Holy?


God, Teach me to know YOUR Holyness.

Reasoning

My reason for starting, yet, another blog?

Things are put on my heart by God daily, and I never write them down. Why the name "Little Does She Know"? That's my favorite line. And it seems to come up regularly these days. It was first brought to my attention in the Will Ferrell movie "Stranger than Fiction" (one of my favorites) in the scene where Professor Jules Hilbert (Dustin Hoffman) changes his mind about Harold Crick (Will Ferrell) when Harold hears the narrator, the author and finisher, of his life say "Little did he know..." I think it was then and there that my realization about life, life in general, my life, clicked. God, MY author and finisher of life, faith and hope, narrates my life (in my head) and as His child, I choose daily to live it out the way His perfect will would have me or I choose my own way. Do I start out my days, hearing my "narrator" say, "This is a story about a man named Harold Crick...and his wristwatch", No. But, like Harold, I feel like figuring out ways to get away from my "narrator" but then days, like today, (happening more and more recently lately) I want to run into His arms and say, "Take my life, have it, it's YOURS." So to make a long story short... (TOO LATE!) Here's my thoughts, dreams, aspirations, doodles, and random thoughts. Have fun reading and analyzing my brain. :)