Rainy Days

Rainy days are for reading books,

and sipping tea.

They are for slippers and cozy robes

clear into early afternoon.

And they are for permission to say,

"Tomorrow is a new day."

Sandy Blackburn 2/9/12

The Song of the Broken

The song of the broken, the song of the broken, God has laid this on my heart. Will it truly become the inspiration for a new song? Or maybe just a new poem? I'm not sure. But this I know, if he is repeating it to me over and over, it is on his heart. For he hears the song of the broken, and he longs to comfort those who mourn; to lift up their chin and bring restoration and hope.

For this I am truly thankful.

Untitled

A story lies within my soul and I can't begin to write the lines.
There's life and love and joy and hope and victory over troubled times.

There's power that comes down straight from heaven and faith that stands as firm as stone.
And of this one thing I am certain, I will not write this story alone.

Menopause

M-marginal
E-erratic
N-neurosis'
O-overtly
P-plaguing
A-all
U-usual
S-sensibilities
E-effectively

Only in You

There is this soft place.
This comfort and solace.
Not found in this world.
Only in You.

I'm known there.
There is hope there.
Where peace lives.
Only in You.

Year's End

Christmas is over and the new year approaches. I find myself tremendously happy and satisfied.

We made sacrifices and worked hard to make our home warm and inviting, we gave generously to our family and poured out our love with food and gifts. Because I am married to a loving, generous man, I am learning from him every year. I choose to be generous, I choose love over worry. I know it is not the amount you spend but the choice to give of yourself, to think of others first.

I am grateful for my many blessings, especially my family, my friends, my home, and my job. I am blessed with a new son-in-law this year and the provision we had to bring our family to Hawaii for the wedding. I am at peace with this year and look forward to the next.

I pray God will touch your life. and you will know it is Him at work and remember to thank Him, not just for His blessings but for His wonderful love.

Grace and Peace,
Sandy

An Ordinary Woman: Revisited

1 Corinthians 13:1
[ Love Is the Greatest ] If I could speak all the languages of earth and of angels, but didn’t love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.


I was contemplating my blog and the progression of it. I find myself confronting the ordinary woman vs. the christian woman within me. I took another look at why I was drawn back to the ordinary woman and I realized it is not the term I should use to describe the shift in my move away from the super spiritual.

The desire of my heart is to be relatable. As a relatable woman, I can be transparent, I can struggle, I can have faith, and I can be unrelenting in my pursuit of God's best in my life. I can also laugh with, cry with, and love those in my life who don't yet know Jesus; without compromising my beliefs.

I haven't always known Him and I thank God for the brave souls who shared their faith with me in a way I could receive it. I will forever be blessed by their love.