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The essential thing is knowing that I cannot live without hearing His voice.

Deuteronomy 32:46-47 Amplified Bible (AMP)
He said to them, Set your [minds and] hearts on all the words which I command you this day…  for it is not an empty and worthless trifle for you; it is your  [very
] LIFE .

Philippians 1:21 King James Version (KJV)
For to me to live is Christ… [the living Word]

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • We used to have a chorus we sang — Don’t give up on the brink of a miracle. Don’t give up, God is still on the throne.” My daughter sang it, “Don’t give up, God is still on the phone.” I’m thankful we don’t have to have the availability of a phone to hear God’s voice.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Pamela….
      How cute…..”God is still on the phone”
      and Amen to that…..so grateful that we don’t need a phone to hear Him:

      Deuteronomy 30:13-15
      Neither is it beyond the sea, that you should say, Who shall go over the sea for us and bring it to us, that we may hear and do it?
      But the word is very near you, in your mouth and in your mind and in your heart, so that you can do it.

      Love that!

      Thanks for sharing :)ReplyCancel

I sensed in my heart that she was broken beyond repair, but the house seems so empty when I come home and she’s not standing there wagging her tail when I come through the door.

Chloe                                                        

….an answer to the prayers of my, then, 9 year old
daughter…and my shadow for 14 years:)

 

Job 12:7

“Just ask [observe] the animals, and they will teach you….”

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • awww…I miss her…ReplyCancel

  • Debi

    Jenna…me too :)
    Remember her “Barbara Bush” pearls? She has them on in this pic ;0ReplyCancel

 

There were no tears as she spoke, just affirmation after affirmation of the fact that God really is Who He says He is.  And I was so very humbled by God’s display of love for me as she, who unexpectedly lost her 33 year old son in April and her husband of 46 years just over two weeks ago, irregardless of self, sat taking the time to show me how to find my way to seeing Him.

She was making a spring while passing through the valley of Baaca  [valley of tears].
And I wondered how I could have spent so much time at Vanity Fair seeking an illusion called happiness.

Psalm 84

New American Standard Bible (NASB)

How lovely are Your dwelling places,
O LORD of hosts!
My soul longed and even yearned for the courts of the LORD;
My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.
The bird also has found a house,
And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,
Even Your altars, O LORD of hosts,
My King and my God.
How blessed are those who dwell in Your house!
They are ever praising You.
                         Selah.

 How blessed is the man whose strength is in You,
In whose heart are the highways to Zion!
Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a spring;
The early rain also covers it with blessings.
They go from strength to strength,
Every one of them appears before God in Zion.

  O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer;
Give ear, O God of Jacob!
                         Selah.

Behold our shield, O God,
And look upon the face of Your anointed.
For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand outside.
I would rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God
Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For the LORD God is a sun and shield;
The LORD gives grace and glory;
No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly.
O LORD of hosts,
How blessed is the man who trusts in You!

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • “The Lord gives grace and glory…” My Dad passed away 2 weeks ago. This passage is needed.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Hello Tami…
      So glad He brought you by today….The Lord always has a way of giving us what we need when we need it! Psalm 84 is such a beautiful, comforting passage…so rich and full of meaning to those of us who belong to Him.
      I know you will miss your dad, and am so sorry to hear of your loss. I am praying for you to see the Lord at work as you trust in Him.ReplyCancel

 

It was so comfortable and easy to slip on when I was alone behind closed doors.  I was embarrassed when I looked down in the grocery store line and saw I had forgotten to take it off.  When I got home I discovered another tear in the shirtail and a hole under the arm.

If I really want a new life, why do I keep clinging to the frayed, tattered old one?  Has it become so comfortable that I don’t want to take it off?

Ephesians 4:17-32

J.B. Phillips New Testament (PHILLIPS)

  This is my instruction, then, which I give you from God. Do not live any longer as the Gentiles live. For they live blindfold in a world of illusion, and cut off from the life of God through ignorance and insensitiveness. They have stifled their consciences and then surrendered themselves to sensuality, practising any form of impurity which lust can suggest.

But you have learned nothing like that from Christ, if you have really heard his voice and understood the truth that he has taught you. No, what you learned was to fling off the dirty clothes of the old way of living, which were rotted through and through with lust’s illusions, and, with yourselves mentally and spiritually re-made, to put on the clean fresh clothes of the new life which was made by God’s design for righteousness and the holiness which is no illusion.

Finish, then, with lying and tell your neighbour the truth. For we are not separate units but intimately related to each other in Christ.

If you are angry, be sure that it is not out of wounded pride or bad temper. Never go to bed angry—don’t give the devil that sort of foothold.

If you used to be a thief you must not only give up stealing, but you must learn to make an honest living, so that you may be able to give to those in need.

Let there be no more foul language, but good words instead—words suitable for the occasion, which God can use to help other people.

Never hurt the Holy Spirit. He is, remember, the personal pledge of your eventual full redemption.

Let there be no more resentment, no more anger or temper, no more violent self-assertiveness, no more slander and no more malicious remarks, Be kind to each other, be understanding. Be as ready to forgive others as God for Christ’s sake has forgiven you.

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • Leah

    So good!ReplyCancel

  • Oh how I want the clothes of new life. The verses you chose are perfect. Ephesians has so many “real-life” verses.ReplyCancel

  • I all of this, but “never hurt the Holy Spirit” especially grabbed my attention. I haven’t read it in quite that form before and it brings it to a whole new level for me.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Jen…
      …grabbed my attention too! I think we sometimes forget the Holy Spirit is a “person.”ReplyCancel

As you may know, Steve Jobs resigned as Apple CEO.  Thought you might enjoy his 2005 Stanford University Commencement speech.  His is an amazing story. So much of what he says here is thought provoking.  And, although he doesn’t necessarily acknowledge God as sovereign over his life [how sad] , we know Who has connected the dots!

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • I was so sad to read about this in the paper — I know that his stepping down must mean that things are getting pretty rough for him. My husband works at Apple and I know they are really suffering with the shock.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      I know….I’ve been asking the Lord to reveal Himself to him, if he doesn’t know Him. Do you know where he is spiritually? My father passed away with pancreatic cancer two years ago. It’s a tough one!ReplyCancel

 

After seeing the Green Lemonade recipe I shared in my last post, my friend, Jackie, asked me to share more juice ideas with her.  I thought others might like that too, so I thought I would tell you what I had for breakfast this morning.  Yummy and rejuvenating!

Drink this at least a half hour before leaving home. Because, after all, Natalia Rose in her book, Raw Food Life Force Energy, calls it the Great Eliminator!

I’ve enjoyed some of the recipes in this book, and I do believe raw living foods are good for the body.  A couple of years ago I ate a 90% raw food diet for about 8 months and felt great.  I no longer eat, high raw, but I do try to include raw food, in some form, in my diet everyday.

As I was preparing my veggies to juice today, I was thinking about how sad it is that we can spend hours pouring over diet books and healthy recipes and working out, but give the average of 10 minutes, or less, a day to taking care of our spiritual condition.  The fact is, that even though it is honorable to spend thought and effort to maintaining my body, my body–your body–is continually wasting away.  We go to great lengths to defy aging, but the truth is, we will ALL eventually undergo physical death!

Every time I juice, I am reminded that it is even more essential to spend time feeding my spirit through exposing myself to God’s Word….and not just reading, but listening and meditating continually on small portions of it until it infuses my soul. That is TRUE life force energy.  And think of it…..it’s a diet that allows me to eat all day long!

I wonder what would happen if the media began to address our eternal destiny and the urgent need to feed our souls with Truth in order to enter into REAL LIFE instead of constantly bombarding us with ads, commercials, and infomercials centered around ways to hang on to and shore up these sagging, earthly, decaying vessels.

I believe, modern day marketing has become a crippling distraction that is sucking LIFE [1. Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to LIFE, and only a few find it.–Matthew 7:13-14] out of us.

Lord, please help us find the balance between heaven and earth.

Linking up today with Jen and Soli Deo Gloria friends over at Finding Heaven.

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • My friend just started juicing and she LOVES it! Lately, I’ve been thinking about the media — the headlines in the paper are starting to scare me, which means that I might be reading the paper more than I am reading my Bible. Whenever I read about something going awry, I want to take it to God in prayer and let His promises wash over me.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Hi Jen!
      When I juice I notice I seem to have more energy, and it’s a great way to get fruits and vegetables into my diet.
      I like your observation about the connection between your fear and the media, and I, too, am grateful for His promises.
      I am learning that we have nothing to fear when we “fear” Him!ReplyCancel

  • This is my first time here – what a beautiful place you have! I don’t know exactly how you did it, but you made vegetables look scrumptious. I may have to let my children take a peek at your blog. :) I look forward to coming back …ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Nice to see you here, Amanda—
      Making vegetables look scrumptious…it’s all about the light! LOL
      Hope to see more of you….
      If you have a juicer, try the green lemonade in my last post…..I’m pretty sure your kids will love it ;)ReplyCancel

  • How right you are, Debi — it’s SO easy to expend more effort on my physical condition than on the state of my spirit. Thanks for the perspective!ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Janice,
      Glad you found your way here; hope to get to know you better. BTW I love the by line of your blog….”everybody has a story” …so true!ReplyCancel

  • What beautiful pictures! I have to be honest–juicing always sounded a little gross to me, but you sure do make it look good!

    I love the analogy; I have often thought the same idea. I spend so much time doing everything else in my life, and even though I am much more consistent now in prayer and reading the Bible, the amount of time I spend pales in comparison to the time I spend in other areas.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Hello Jennifer!
      I know what you mean about some of the ingredients that go into juicing, but the taste is usually not that bad and the benefits are phenomenal—I always feel better and look better when i juice ;)
      The thing about spending time cultivating our spiritual life is that we can do it all day long through meditation, even while we are preforming other duties and tasks.ReplyCancel

  • dear debi… what a beautiful place you have here… thank you so much for commenting on my post so i could find you. your words meant the world to me. bless you sister.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Isn’t our Lord wonderful to come beside us and encourage us at just the time we sorely need it? He has great plans…he didn’t give you that testimony to hide. It will be told in His perfect time!ReplyCancel

It’s been a really quiet around here after the whirl of last week, when we had to leave our home for 2 nights while it was being tented for termites.  I packed 10 large boxes of items that I didn’t want to be subjected to the poisonous gases used to kill the termites and left them at Jenna’s when I dropped Chloe there.  It was almost like moving; I missed my little home while we were gone.  I drove by a couple of times to make sure all was safe, and it was.
Inspired by Susan, I decided to juice today.  It’s been a while.  So I made one of my favorites– green lemonade.

It will be even quieter tonight, as Leah is out of town on a business trip and won’t be back until Saturday evening.  Life is different with her working now, but we still manage to squeeze in girlfriend time once in a while with a stop at Starbucks on our way to a drive along the beach.  It took me many years to appreciate where I live.  But I am happy to say, I can find beauty in the diversity of the place I have [sometimes reluctantly] called home for over 35 years now.  The ocean is such a lovely part of creation that holds many lessons for a searching heart.

The picture above is the scene I see every morning, as my husband pours a bowl full of milk and cereal and retires to his office to answer emails, while it gets a bit soggy before he eats it.  yuck.  Each to his own.  It is a comforting sight to me though, because it silently speaks of the patterned rhythm of an ordered life.   His morning routine is  like clockwork, much like his sure and steady, nearly unflappable, nature.

I have a few projects that still need to be wrapped up.  My curtains.  My picture wall.  They both got put on hold as I readied our house for de-termiting, and I haven’t picked them back up.

In fact,  this week has been much too quiet for my flesh.  No online work, no photos to edit, not many telephone calls, no outside appointments.  It has been an extended quiet time [well, sometimes quiet] between just Him and me.  I’ve been pretty much a mess. Feeling like Jacob must have felt– wrestling the angel. Experiencing some degree of brokenness, but probably not nearly enough, because I still find myself screaming on the inside [and sometimes out].  Longing to break through and feeling so far away from the threshold.  But I press on believing, because He promises to be  faithful. [1. Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful –Hebrews 10:23;
If we are faithless, He remains faithful, for He cannot deny Himself.–II Timothy 2:13]

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • Angie Craig

    I can relate……I have had that screaming feeling the past 3 years – ever since my grandaughter moved back top Centralia to finish out college as there was a lot of home sickness back there and she couldn’t deal with it. It has SLOWLY gotten better but I definitely know the feeling!ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Ah Angie….
      surrender is key….my flesh doesn’t even know how to genuinely start to….and the agony of not knowing how to is awful.
      dying to self is truly a slow and painful process, but it is worth the JOY that is to come!
      I’m always reminded of the caterpillar emerging from the cocoon and the necessity of the fluid being squeezed out of his wings through his struggle…no one can help him without killing him….it’s a process that he must undergo in order to live to fly.
      Thanks for stopping in and sharing your heart!ReplyCancel

  • Gayla

    When I read your journal I feel like we are at the table together sharing our hearts!! I so relate to you Debi! So wonderful to have the Savior in my life to be my only consistency!!! He constantly reminds me how immeasurable his love is!!! Trying to get a grip on that!! I am so glad that “He will perfect that which concerns me!”ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Hi Gayla…
      “so glad He will perfect that which concerns me” YES
      struggle is good, I know….it’s just so painful and I’m far too impatient!
      love you girl…ReplyCancel

  • Tom

    Hello, its been awhile. Sorry to hear that the termites arrived-uninvited as always. A quick update –my sister is beginning chemo that will last till Nov. Right now she is clear , praise God. I burn up the ‘pray-air’ waves keeping God’s line busy for a cure. We are celebrating MY Father’s birthday this Sat. w/ a surprise get together at church that my brother and sister’s families will be able to attend along w/ some of their church and social friends. If you go on my facebook page and look at my profile pics , you will see our family dress-up day at the beach. We got plenty of looks from the neighbors but the laughter was great medicine .
    We pray for and think of all of you when we remember our friends. Please don’t ever stop writing your posts, your gift of expressing your life in light of God’s touch is such a calming and soothing influence and reminder to me to be still and listen.
    ——with love as children in Christ, Tom and JoanReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Tom….
      I’ve been thinking about your sister. So glad to hear that she is clear as of now. As I remember her, I will pray for her as she undergoes chemo. I will have to check out the photos….somehow missed them when you posted them, I guess. Have a wonderful day celebrating your father :) Say “hi” to Joan.ReplyCancel

      • Debi

        oh my goodness….took a look at your pics…I especially like the shoes and cigar accessories :)
        you are too much! Isn’t it wonderful to have a good belly laugh?ReplyCancel

  • I thought I had lost you forever after you worked on my lovely blog design. I kept going to your old blog. Your new place is lovely. I’m so glad I found you! And I still LOVE my blog design. :)ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Elizabeth!
      I lurk at your spot once in a while…honestly, I have kind of been out of the cloud for awhile, and am slowly working my way back in!
      I’m glad you are still loving your design. If you ever want to switch it up……I’m here :)ReplyCancel

  • […] seeing the Green Lemonade recipe I shared in my last post, my friend, Jackie, asked me to share more juice ideas with her.  I thought others might like that […]ReplyCancel


Most people tend to be “hard of listening” rather than “hard of hearing.”  [1. Hearing is simply the act of perceiving sound by the ear. If you are not hearing-impaired, hearing simply happens. Listening, however, is something you consciously choose to do. Listening requires concentration so that your brain processes meaning from words and sentences. Listening leads to learning.—-University of Minnesota Deluth Handbook]

Today, I’ve been spending time listening with childlike faith to what He has to say to me through these words:

In the days of Herod, king of Judea, there was a priest named Zacharias, of the division of Abijah; and he had a wife from the daughters of Aaron, and her name was Elizabeth. They were both righteous in the sight of God, walking blamelessly in all the commandments and requirements of the Lord. But they had no child, because Elizabeth was barren, and they were both advanced in years.  Luke 1:5-7

Just so you know:
According to JB Jackson’s Dictionary of Scripture Proper Names

Herod means heroic [2. one who is admired for their great strength or ability–Free Merriam-Webster Dictionary]

Zacharias means remembered by Jehovah
Abijah means my father is Jah [used in the sense of Victor]
Elizabeth means God of the Oath
Aaron means light bringer

What I heard:
The day you asked me to become King of your life, I dethroned Herod [see footnote above].  I began to strip you of your natural strength and abilities so that you would learn to walk by faith.  A faith walk looks like this:  I say something will be and it is, in my way, in my time. The eye of faith is not a seeing eye but a believing eye.  I know you have have had some problems with your “eyesight”; the process of brokenness can sometimes take us to a place of doubt and questioning.   But now I want you to look closely at the meaning of the names of God’s chosen people in this passage.  Each person’s identity is embodied in my promises.  They all refer to an attribute of  Me…Who I am, What I will do.  Like Zacharias and Elizabeth, you have been a faithful follower for a very long time–almost half of your living years– but there are still pockets of barrenness in your life.  By now, you are looking more at the impossibility of change than at my promises—for you, too, are advanced in years without seeing fruit in certain areas.  But I am not concerned with measurement of time in the sense that man is. My interest lies in spiritual growth, and I have an eternity to accomplish that within you.  Keep listening and keep believing!

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___________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I write so I can know what I am thinking." —Linda Dillow
  • This is beautiful. I never really thought about the names of biblical people being of such importance. Thank you for this beautiful application of scripture.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Jen…
      I’m so glad you’ve now been introduced to the thought that Biblical names of people and places can sometimes be used by the Holy Spirit to speak to us. Isn’t God awesome?ReplyCancel

  • Good listening.

    Fondly,
    GlendaReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Hi Glenda!
      I love seeing new faces here! I hope to see you often…now am off to visit you :)ReplyCancel

  • “Hard of listening” – interesting thought, and very true. How often do I take the time to read the Word, but do not take the time to listen to what it is saying.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Taking the time to listen makes all the difference, huh?ReplyCancel

  • Mimi

    How true and thought provoking. I, for one, can identify with being “hard of listening”. Thank you for the reminder. As you said, Debi, it makes all the difference.ReplyCancel

    • Debi

      Hi Mom :)
      I really liked thinking about the difference between hearing and listening too!
      love you….ReplyCancel