More Joy!

JOY
1.   a feeling of great pleasure and happiness.
  1. “tears of joy”

What Brings Me Joy~

Warm rays after a frigid winter….

Crystalline flakes filling the air, dancing around me after sweltering heat…

Raindrops after  drought….

Blue skies after long gray day’s…..

Baby laughter, spaghetti faces, chocolate pudding kisses…..Joy…Joy…Joy

Sweet memories after long months of hopeless grieving….

A well written line, character’s coming alive, ..

Soft puppy fur, Rivers long and wide, green grass, black birds, ladybugs….Joy…Joy….Joy…

Road trips, open spaces,  smiling faces in new places …

Oh, what wonderful Joy

Do not belittle the little sparks, whisper to them grow, grow and light a fire of Joy in someone’s soul.

Throw open your arms wide and welcome all the simple joys this life has to give.

Refuse to be cheated out of even one of them.

Be Joyful my Friend

 

I read God Calling daily and have to share January 2nd’s entry:

http://www.twolisteners.org/January%201%20-%2015.htm#January 2

January 2 – Arm of Love

You are to help to save others. Never let one day pass when you have not reached out an arm of Love to someone outside your home – a note, a letter, a visit, help in some way.

Be full of Joy. Joy saves. Joy cures. Joy in Me. In every ray of sunlight, every smile, every act of kindness, or love, every trifling service – joy.

Each day do something to lift another soul out of the sea of sin, or disease or doubt into which man has fallen.  I still walk today by the lakeside and call My Disciples to follow Me and to become fishers of men.

The helping hand is needed that raises the helpless to courage, to struggle, to faith, to health. Love. Laugh. Love and laughter are the beckoners to faith and courage. Trust on, love on, joy on.

Refuse to be downcast. Refuse to be checked in your upward climb. Love and laugh. I am with you. I bear your burdens. Cast your burden upon Me and I will sustain thee. And then in very lightheartedness you turn and help another with the burden that is pressing too heavily upon him or her.

How many burdens can you lighten this year? How many hearts can you cheer? How many souls can you help?

And in giving you gain:  “Good measure, pressed down, and running over.”  I your Lord have said it.

Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine
heart; wait, I say, on the Lord.   Psalm 27:14

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I Am Thankful

        I Am Thankful

I am thankful

Thankful that it was I,

I, who was born unwanted and shamed by the depravity of man,

By the lusts of  their flesh,

I am Thankful

It was I who walked in the middle of the night at the age of five

Into the devils room,

I am Thankful

It was I, and not you.

I am Thankful

That in the haze of drugs, mercy was my net,

That His still small voice broke through my craziness.

I am Thankful

That even though no one else knew my brokenness,

He saw through my illusion and pain

I am Thankful

That He takes the unwanted and calls them His own.

I am Thankful

That He heals the broken hearted and sets the lonely in families.

I am Thankful

That in my grief in all that I had and all that I have lost, I am never alone, I am His and He calls me His own,

I am Thankful.

That I call Him Abba Father and He changed me from within.

I am Thankful

That He is Love and His Love heals from beginning to end.

I am Thankful

 

 

Iola Reneau

11/21/14

 

 

Hello World…Its Been Awhile~

I have made some pretty big changes in my life but feel nothing much has really changed at all.

Sold a home in California and bought a home in Minnesota. Everyone asks the same two questions, do you have family there or did you move because of work? And the answer to both questions is, no. So why move?

What I hope to do is start writing again. My desire is to pull myself up and continue on the path of a life I have yet to fully live.

Shaking off the past for an unknown future seems foolhardy to some but the truth is, I prayed and this is where I felt led to go.

Have you ever needed a change in your life that others just could not comprehend?

It has been over a year since my husband past from this world to the next and I feel like I have kept myself in perpetual motion ever since. Now I am slowing down and his absence is a deep ache I cannot shake, no matter where I am, no matter how many miles I travel.

A Widows Lament~

In the mystery of tomorrow lies the memories of today,

Seeping in-between the cracks of a history that we made.

I don’t look for you, I don’t listen for your voice,

I avoid our memories

And the game of remember when’s is a painful past time I don’t enjoy

I try to out run the pain of the phantom hug or touch of your hand

With the busyness of a half life that keeps me in perpetual motion,

That leaves me empty in the sleepless nights

Conversations we once shared dance around my heart aching to be said

But die unspoken in the early dawn

Never touching air.

Your gone and I,

I am still here.

Day Four~

His Song~

 

In the corner of my heart is a song that only you can sing

A song so grand

So magnificent that it makes the angels smile

I hear you even now when no one else is around

You’re praising the one that makes all things new

I know it’s true

It was your dream to sing before the King

I know the joy it brings

To you

My love sing for me too~

 

For my husband who sings with the angels~

 

Where Your Treasure Is~

This is the title of a novel I started 15 years ago that came to me while caring for my sweet newborn baby girl in the middle of the night. With a full house of eight children ages sixteen to newborn, it really was the only time that it was quiet enough to hear myself think or read a newspaper, which I had been doing earlier. In the stillness of that January while looking down into my baby’s beautiful eyes I knew what the full meaning of “Where your treasure is, is where your heart will be.

I started writing something other than journal and poetry for the first time with the seed of that idea. But somehow life would come crashing in on me and writing was put to the side time and time again, until the fire of a new idea would spark and the urge to write consumed me.

The following verse is another way for me to express my thoughts relating to the importance of what or who we value.

I wonder if you can guess what I am alluding too? I am sure you can because I am not very good at subterfuge.

Where Your Treasure Is~In Verse 

My treasures are not found in banks,

My treasures are not hidden under lock and key,

My treasures are like the wind and cannot be grasped by human hands,

My treasures make my heart leap with joy,

They are not found in foreign lands,

My treasures make me smile, shake my head, softly giggle deep within.

Precious

Priceless

Are words that describe

My treasures

I close my eyes and enjoy each one

Turning to see every moment in time,

My treasures are secured and shared but never given away

They will remain

I Pray

Locked away

Safe Within.

Pieces of Me~

images pen in hand

       Thinking of a Friend~

In the stillness of a moment

The quieted mind finds

A memory of a friend that

Lights the heart with joy~

Fun with ice

Fragile Lives~

Ice Styles

Fine lines

Deepen with time

Ice cracks

Splinters

Spiders out a web across the river

Time

Reflecting Blinding Sun

Careful words Halting

Softly spoken

Strain at the Heart

Fragile threads

Lives

Woven Together

Create the Tapestry

Family

Afraid Misspoken haste

Will shatter life’s fragile Glass

Into deadly slivers

Cutting Cord

Breaking Hearts  Apart

Built preserved Repaired Foundations

Bound and fitted

Two lives Together

Make a Whole

Faith Love Hope these Three

Unconditional

one last breathe

one unheard word

Shatter My Fragile World