An Entry in my Ruby Red Journal





Outside my window…a haze of thick smoke hangs over my town and pinches my eyes.  Over 20,000 acres of our beloved Sedona canyon has burned.

I remember…hiking in West fork (Sedona) with my family.  I am so sad that so much beauty has burned away.








I am hoping…the contractor can complete repairs at my daughter’s home today.

I was surprised when…an author friend challenged me to privately journal about this statement:  “Ask God to show you how He sees you.”  This is not as easy as it looks.

I am stressful…about the results of my eye exam last week.  It’s time for bi-focals and this may take some getting use to!





I am thankful…I was able to spend time with my family over Memorial Day weekend.   Notice this Agave plant.  The flowers shot up at least 20 feet.  The sap from some species of this succulent are used to make Tequila.  Photo was taken at my daughter and son-in-law's home.   The plant has not bloomed for 17 years!









I am reading…Callie’s Mountain by Veda Boyd Jones

A favorite quote this week…
”When a person shows you themselves the first time, believe them.”  Maya Angelou

I close with a Bible verse:  

Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.
Love doesn’t strut,
Doesn’t have a swelled head,
Doesn’t force itself on others,
Isn’t always “me first,”
Doesn’t fly off the handle,
Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn’t revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.

1 Corinthians 13: 4-8

Comments

  1. Mary,
    I have a lot of filled journals. It is always a blessing to look back and see how God was faithful through everything.
    Love the bling on yours!
    That's some agave tree....never seen one before. Great picture.

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  2. A lovely journal entry, except for the fire! That makes me so sad. We have visited Sedona and Oak Creek Canyon several times, and it saddens me also to think of the destruction...

    "Ask God to show you how He sees you." I would love to see the love in His eyes. Of course, I don't have to look far...it's all through the Bible.

    GOD BLESS!

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  3. Oh, were I only to have the courage to ask God to show me how He sees me! That's a neat poser, Mary.

    Love seeing the pix of Susanna and wee Amy! So happy you were able to spend time loving on those sweet babes. (Is it just me, or is Amy the spittin' image of her daddy?)

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  5. I always wish someone will come up with better ideas of fighting those kind of fires. It is truly sad when such beauty around is consumed in just minutes or hours.

    I love your journal. Reminds me I haven't written in a while. It is good to see God's goodness among those entries...especially when facing life's storms.

    Agave...How beautiful...I love it as sweetener?

    "Trusts God always,
    Always looks for the best,
    Never looks back,
    But keeps going to the end. " - I love reading this...It encourages me. I pray all is well with your hubby sister Mary. I had bifocals long time ago. It's not so bad getting adjusted to it. I pray you will be the same. My problem was saying it...I accidentally say "bipolar" sometimes...But that's a way for me to make my co-workers laugh. So sometimes, they know me as the nurse with the "bipolar glasses"...Have a great week sister.

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  6. I have never seen a agave tree.... odd fella isn't it. Sad to read in you journal about the fire...I would be scared to death. I need new glasses too. I have bifocals...if you get the blended ones it is much easier to adjust. I need a stronger prescription...I have tired eyes lately which is a sign of eye strain. Bummer.

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  7. The fires are awful… Glad you got to spend time with loved ones. Great list, Mary and awesome verse.

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  8. That's such a beautiful journal Mary. I've been a keeper of journals for years now. Some fancy and others not so much.

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  9. Mary, I am so sorry to learn that there was damage to your daughter's home. I do hope that it is repairable without a great amount of expense.

    Love the picture on the sidebar of you and your two precious granddaughters! They both are beautiful.

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  10. I hope you and your family are kept safe in all the fires. I like your red journal. I like to journal. Praying for you.

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  11. Your journal entry says a lot with just a few lines per category! Isn't that amazing... Sorry to hear about the fire in Sedona. I know nature will do its job of restoring but it may take time.

    Oh, Mary, I also scrolled down to read about your wonderful time at Los Algodones! You took time to write an excellent post and I was hooked to it until I reached the ending. Talk to me about dental issues! I know all about it... maybe I can share some of my recent stories with you one of these days. Have a blessed Pentecost today, dear friend.
    Love
    Lidia

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