Today, I had a visitor and when she left I became inspired thinking about last week. I am inspired, but waiting on the Lord to show me the way, I will not make a move without him.
That’s the key to it all, its his way, his plan for my life. So Lord come on, I am excited, being a great thinker, you have no idea, my brain never stops, which I will count as a blessing.
In my mind, I think of things like, what recipe I can tweek, or see a fabric or rummage in a cupboard and pull out something and think, its time to put something together, invent or be miss fix it. I draw plans for houses or garden design, you name it, I have an idea. You see, when I was a child we didn’t have much, but had fun making something out of nothing, you figured out how things worked.
Trips to the tip, yes the garbage dump could be real fun, or mum made it seem that way, if someone was coming in, make out your unloading, what you just loaded. Its all about the way you see things, if someone threw out a good piece of furniture, home we would go, it would be brought back and given love or handy in the shed for tools. Old jumpers or bits of things, mum would wash them clean, un-pull them, make either another top, blanket or something handy. Waste is just your point of view, you do not need to appear like a hippy if you are fugal (or have wisdom).
I remember a blanket that we all had to produce a square of knitting and mum made it fit, I loved that blanket, why, because it was made like Joseph’s coat of many colours, that was made and no one had another like it. I know 101 ways to use most things and just because it doesn’t have a fancy brand connected too it. Who cares, everything I do is done with love and if its a crochet blanket, I pray that whom ever owns it, is blessed.
We need to stop thinking the world’s way, and put the Lords into practice. I do not want or need a Mercedes Benz, I do not have to be clothed in Versace or Chanel. I am who I am, the apple of my fathers eye, why waste his finance on material things (that can never fill the void) I can save, buying something that does the same thing and bling it up.
I sometimes think that some people need the items, because they do not know who they really are, but want an appearance that is acceptable to those around them. So they can feel valuable, its such a shame that its all an illusion.
Having the Lord as your father is such a blessing, you have a cup that runeth over with love. You never have to strive or desire, he gives you all that you need and desire. Having a value worth zillion’s is my most precious gift of all…
Please be blessed.