Craving the word of the lord

My life has become busy with day to day comings and goings. I have been praying and attending my small group but I realized that I have not been reading my bible. Not that I am very good about being faithful and reading my bible daily but I normally don't let so much time pass that I can't remember the last time I read my bible.

Well today on my way to work I started to crave reading Ephesians this was such a new and wonderful feeling for me. I am a huge reader so craving reading a book is not new but I have never craved the lords word before. So I came home tonight and picked up my bible to Ephesians and I felt like I was home being comforted by my family. I am so excited about this growth that I feel happening inside of me that even as I haven't been reading my bible I was still talking and praying to God.

I have always felt that praying and talking to God are two different things. Praying is like a child asking permission for something or confessing something. Talking is like a child telling about their day or just chatting about nothing really important just stuff.

I find myself talking to the lord about what I should make for supper, how am I ever going to tackle all the items on my to do list or just telling him about the latest book I read. I am so glad to have reached this stage in my christian walk.

Friendly Moose

My dad is a hunter and this year him and his neighbours have decided to hunt deer. Of course they have seen no deer so far but yesterday a female moose decided to take up the watch with them. They couldn't believe how close she was and she talked away to them and kept them company.

I reminded my dad that obviously the moose is very smart and knows that none of them can shoot her and that since the deer were not cooperating she should keep them company.

I have known my dad's neighbours for years and as he was telling me this story last night I felt like I was there in the bush with them looking and talking to this moose. You see my dad is an amazing story teller. He was so excited about his experience that he had to call me last night to share this amazing experience.

I am so blessed that my dad and I are so close that we call each other for these little things that I am sure seem silly to other people. So yesterday was a perfect day an awesome story from my dad and then an awesome date with my hubby.

More Precious Than Pearls....

Ever lost anything precious? Suddenly your whole being becomes consumed with trying to find this item. You search every nook & cranny of your house, your purse, your yard, who knows where!
Well, recently I did have the misfortune of losing something that held considerable significance to me, & not only was my mind consumed with trying to find this item, some of my friends were on the lookout as well.
You see, it was the pearl from my ring, a gift from my husband on the occasion of our 30th wedding anniversary. My mind raced back to that special day that he gave it to me, and it was so important to me.
Even though the area that I felt I had lost it had been searched as if with a fine tooth comb, I decided to take a walk outside early one morning, with the hope that it would suddenly, divinely appear! As I made my way up the hill with my head down, searching the trail, silently praying, a picture started to unfold. This picture was that of God's love for me. While looking at the picture, I could hear God reminding me that this pearl ring was just an earthly possession, " but you my child are far more precious to me than pearls. I created you in my image; I paid a big price for you; YOU are Mine!!"
That pearl is resting out there, somewhere, in God's beautiful creation, & even though I regret losing it, something memorable happened that morning. God used that moment to speak into my life, reminding me how valued I am to Him.