The difference of an additude

No I am not even talking of my additude today I am talking of someone elses.
Today I went in search of a dress to wear to my brothers wedding (which is next weekend). The first plan, as is always the case, was to search the depths of the near by Value Village. Most often I am able to find something I like and had even done so a few days prior (I did not take what I found cause 17.99 seemed a little steep for me at the time). Well today I did not find anything that suited my fancy. I then made my way to the mall, the place I never enter but on arrend for another. Today being no exception, I was there to pick something up for my mom.

Thought "I will look in the stores and if I find something I really like on sale then I will get it."
I entered many a store and found nothing to my liking. This was a good thing at the time (other than the fact that the outfit delema for the wedding was still not solved). Then I entered the final store, looking through the sale rack I was confused as to what size I was in this store, for if any of you know, every store has a different sizing system. The sales woman came up and asked if I was doing all right (her name is Kelly). Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out what size I am in your store.
Kelly, "let me see" looks at my back "I'd say about a size three".
She then offerd to take the things I was holding and put them in a room for me.
Now if any of you know me I most often cannot stand the sales people in stores. I feel that they are nosey, always asking questions that I am not in the mood to answer, and there is something in their additude that I find very frustrating. Kelly did not carry any of the burdens that so often send me straight out of the store. In fact she was so nice, so easily unassuming, so "out of the way" that she managed to have me try on a dress that was not on the sale rack and in the end it was the best looking thing there. Well it was one of the best things I have seen on my body for quit some time. I bought it. I left the store with a 50 dollar item, me, the one who would not spend $17.99 at Value Village and mostly because the sales woman did not get all pushy she was just supper nice.

Carefree

Oh, hello there my readers. It has been awhile since last I wrote you from this place. Awhile? You ask. Well read carefully and the answer will come in "this place". You must understand I have written you lately and I might add farely often (in compared with alot of others I know in this internet world) but it has not been from this place, this state of mind, this land of......

Lets just say I have allowed the burdens of this world, no, lets say the burdens of my life (which I must add really are not burdensome, I have just made them that way) to weigh heavely on my shoulders. I was surprised today to find myself standing straighter and feeling much lighter of heart. I know how this has happend, both parts of it. I now know the weight I had created into a monster when it was only a pet, and how I have finaly released it to run free in the woods of my life.

The stress of this life I have laid at my Saviours feet, there I will lay them daily. If you do not yet know my Saviour He is the Lord Jesus Christ, who died on the cross for all my burdens, even the ones that are not as big as I make them out to be.

Now do not think that I make light of the serious things of this life. That I walk without caution through the days of my living. Instead realise that I have taken these things onto myself when all along they should have been where they now lie. I smiled today, Yes I smile most every day but this was new. I smiled because of nothing, because nothing in particular made me do so. Even now I smile for that very reason, I am finding joy where it should be found. In the depths of Gods heart. Oh how much I do love it there, in His peace, His comfort. The one prayer I offer now to my Lord is that here I will stay, when times want to cause me to worry, that I will learn to stay here instead of running into the arms of fear.

dark room 

The dark room

Where have I been? This is the question I have been asking myself these past few days. There is a feeling I have deep in my heart that I see as a monitor of how I am doing. It is this feeling of questioning, in peace, the things of life. It is a deep inner longing for Gods surprises that I expect are shortly around the next corner yet not in panic do I look for them. It is a contentment that gently prods at the inner being of my heart. A deep dark room that is untouched by the world around me. When this feeling is gone, when I no longer hear my heart humming gently its little tunes of joy, I then know there is something wrong. I have allowed things to enter the depths of my soul that should be left untouched. I have drawn fear in to be my nearest friend. I have set things amiss in the inner dwelling of my being.

Well it was gone for some time there. I had lost sight of life. I had over exposed the photo. A picture being shot could be most beautiful but if the shutter is kept open too long the scene is lost. While the photo is being developed it must be dark, there must be an opportunity for it to process in its own way, undisturbed by the outside world.

I feel it, deep down in me. My heart is remembering its maker. I am seeing life through His eyes.
It is becoming dark with His peace. Lord let the process be in your time.