A Thread Runs Through It

My whole life has been one prompting after another to my heart’s calling back to the ancient paths of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.

When I was really little, as soon as I could read in my hymnal I learned how to sing this song.

This was from the first cassette tape that was completely “mine”. I loved this song. And looking back I can see now how it has affected my view of G-d in a good way. This song is based on Isaiah 55:8-9

When I was a pre-teen I was exposed to the song “Pride” by U2 and thus began my “love affair” with the band to this very day. The song below is one of my many favorites.

Fast forward to 2010, a marriage and two children later, the desire to return to a more Hebraic faith had ignited within me, and I no longer wanted to squelch it, so I found a Messianic congregation and this is the one song that really touched my spirit as everyone sang that morning.

Today, my relationship with Hashem has blossomed and is growing day by day. There are songs that every now and then I get the feeling are “echoes of my Beloved”; this is one.

Music is a gateway to my past, keeps me company in the present, gives me hope for the future, and ties them all together.

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Prone to Wander

This week I had one of the most frightening experiences of my life. My children and I had had a wonderful morning picking strawberries with friends followed by coming back to have lunch and playtime in the backyard. When our friends left, we decided to go to the library.

When we got there my daughter and younger son immediately picked out a book, and I was assisting my oldest in finding a couple of chapter books. My daughter came up to me and asked if I would hold her book, as they all often ask, so I took her book and then went back to finding a book for my son. After finding the book, I looked and no daughter.

Now my dear daughter has always been prone to wander. When she was 15 months old, she got it in her head to walk across a football field to get to a playground with no thought of telling us where she was planning on going or grabbing one of us to accompany her. There she was just walking away without a care in the world.

So as I began to call out her name and walked toward the children’s play area, stopping short after calling her name again and receiving no answer, I started to panic.

I walked up to the librarian and asked her if she had seen a little girl with long brown curly hair leave the children’s section.  She shook her head and looked terrified as she got up to check with the other staff. I walked back toward the children’s play area, and there she was walking back toward the shelves she’d left me in. I grabbed her hand tightly and promptly told her and my sons it was time to go. It couldn’t have been more than five minutes, but it felt like an eternity.

I thanked the librarian who’d tried to help me, we checked out our books, and then I told my precious daughter to never do that again. I found myself uttering the words, “When you walk away from me, you put your life in danger. I can’t keep you safe, if you remove yourself from my covering of protection. It is so important that you stay near me, so that you won’t be hurt.”

And I heard Abba say, “Yes. You too, daughter.”

I realized that He was lovingly reminding me that all of us are prone to wander and can get so caught up in the things of this world, preoccupied with earthly matters, that we ignore our relationship with our Father. We don’t hear Him calling–and He is calling. If you hear His voice today, no matter how near or far you may be, come back to Him. Take the steps in His direction and place yourself under His covering and surrender to His care, for He cares so much for you.

Higher Love

Abba brought this song to my mind this morning, and it really does reflect what is on my heart today.

Steve Winwood. “Higher Love” from 99Tigers on Vimeo.

Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart and in the stars above,
Without it, life is wasted time.
Look inside your heart, I’ll look inside mine

Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what’s fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be.

Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love,
Bring me a higher love
Where’s this higher love, I’ve been thinking of?

Worlds are turning and we’re just hanging on
Facing our fear, standing out there alone
Oh a yearning, and it’s real for me
There must be someone who’s feeling for me

Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what’s fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be

Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love,
Bring me a higher love
Where’s this higher love, I’ve been thinking of?

I will wait for it,
I’m not too late for it
Until then, I’ll sing my song
To cheer the night along

I could light the night up with my soul on fire
I could make the sun shine from pure desire
Let me feel the love come over me
Let me feel how strong it can be

Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love, oh
Bring me a higher love
I could rise above for this higher love.

Dream: 11 Iyyar 5772

 

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The following dream is from May 3, 2012 which was the 26 day of the Counting of the Omer. I hope it will bless and encourage the reader.

“Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O L-RD, my rock and my redeemer.” (Ps. 19:4)

May the dream and interpretation be found worthy and true.


I am walking alone up a hill. Their are groups of 2 or 3 people walking down and up the hill on either side of me. I have a feeling of safety in the middle of the road, not like one would in real life. However, when I try to get over and walk on the sidewalk like the others around me in order to be with others, I become afraid; I sense that there is something in the hedges that would like to grab me. So I move back into the middle of the road, and as I walk, the sky is progressively getting darker; I am trying to walk up the hill, but my legs feel heavy, and I can’t walk at a very fast pace. Everyone I see going the opposite direction is wearing blue scrubs. As I continue walking in the middle of the road, I come across a woman I seem to know also in blue scrubs, and we begin to walk side by side; then we notice we are behind a big group of people also in blue scrubs. I get the sensation that they are all around us not just in front, we are a part of the large group all walking at different paces. I notice the sky again, and say, “Why is it so dark outside? Isn’t it daytime?” My companion only shrugs her shoulders as we continue up the hill.

Once we get to the top of the hill we turn around and head back down. The sky is even more ominous now. The sky is turning red, like blood, and the clouds above our heads are swirling like they are being stirred. Suddenly, I hear a siren and my companion and I run toward the ambulance and I say, “G-d please help us and protect us!”

There are two people near the ambulance. One is in what appears to be a body bag on a gurney. I am not concerned about that person, but the other person is sitting upright on another gurney, and she has a blood pressure cuff around her arm; she is also dressed in blue scrubs and she wants to help with the crisis, but she can’t because she is injured. I notice that her eyes are constricted. I have the understanding that she must wait several minutes before she can get up to join the rest of us in helping with the crisis at hand.


The scriptural confirmation I got for this dream was Psalm 24:3-6:

“Who shall ascend the hill of the L-RD?
And who shall stand in his holy place?
He who has clean hands and a pure heart,
who does not lift up his soul to what is false
and does not swear deceitfully.
He will receive blessing from the L-RD
and righteousness from the G-d of his salvation.
Such is the generation of those who seek him,
who seek the face of the G-d of Jacob. Selah”

The hill is the hill of instruction, just like Mount Moriah and Mount Sinai. As we ascend we gain wisdom, knowledge, and understanding. The journey is long and hard, and we can’t always go as fast as we would like.

The people who were ascending are the faithful “servants in blue”. Blue is a symbol of purity and heaven. It is also the color that Hashem chose for the tassels of the four cornered garment, signifying our identity within His holy nation.

Some are ascending and descending on the right, some on the left, and some are in the middle of the road. The left side in scripture is associated with the physical, and the right with the spiritual. The safest place to walk is in balance between the two. The groups of people on the sides of the road were dwindling, but the numbers of the individuals in the middle of the road grew larger as the sky became darker. I believe this could mean that as the return of Messiah draws close, there will be more and more people who embrace a more balanced faith walk. In the beginning I was walking alone, I tried to move over to walk with the groups of people I saw, but it was dangerous. It was only when I was in the middle of the road that I gained a companion. She joined me on the journey. How often do we try to fit in with a group we know we don’t belong in, when we need only do what we know is right and then G-d will bring someone alongside of us to walk with us?

Everyone who went up the hill came straightaway back down the hill. From this, we see that we are not meant to stay on the mountain top in all the fullness we’ve attained, but we are to run down the hill in order to share the good news we’ve received in order to help others.

We must be alert and awake in the midst of crises, or we are as good as dead just like the one body on the first gurney. But just like the woman who was sitting up on her gurney anxious to do good works, if we are unwell, then there is nothing we can do but be patient and wait for Hashem to do the work of repairing us. Only when we’ve been given the eyes to see what we we are to do will we be ready and able to join our brothers and sisters in helping others.


Shalom and blessings,
S~

Love is the Evidence

The children and I have been visiting family in my old hometown for the past few days, and as we road across the bay bridge today to do a little shopping, this song came on the radio. I love the lyrics! Hope they are an encouragement to you as they were to me.

“My life wasn’t changed by an argument
That never would have been enough
My life was changed by the evidence of love”

Tzadik

I ran across this short film this morning, while trying to find information on a particular topic. Well, I was pleasantly surprised by the depth of it, the beauty of the imagery. It is poetic, which is why I think I liked it so very much. 🙂 So I am sharing it with you, my dear readers.

“One whose merit surpasses his iniquity is a tzadik (a righteous one).” ~Maimonides

Thoughts on My Birthday

It was on this day, 12 Shevat, in 5741 that G-d called me out of my mother’s womb into this world. Thirty six years earlier (1945), the liberation of 2,800 Jews from Auschwitz occurred. The result of the Holocaust was the desire for and subsequent birth of the Jewish state in the Land that was promised to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob and to their descendants forever.

Recently, I have been thinking about tribulation. I have come to believe that tribulation has been here since Yeshua ascended in order that we, His children be gathered together as One New Man. The ultimate goal of our Creator has always been to make us one People with one Torah in one Land ruled by One Righteous and Just King.

The prayer I pray on my birthday is that we would quite fighting and dividing amongst ourselves, vying for positions that we perceive as important, and realize that we have one Head, that is, Messiah Yeshua, and we are His Body.

“For as in one body we have many members, and the members do not all have the same function, so we, though many, are one body in Messiah, and individually members one of another. Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them: if prophecy, in proportion to our faith; if service, in our serving; the one who teaches, in his teaching; the one who exhorts, in his exhortation; the one who contributes, in generosity; the one who leads, with zeal; the one who does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness.” (Romans 12:4-8)

We have each been given important functions, gifts, and callings. The tent pegs (or hooks) of the Tabernacle were not less important than the coverings, and the coverings were not less important than the sacred vessels. Everything in the Tabernacle was needed and important. Without the support beams, connectors, and hooks, the coverings were useless, and without the coverings, the sacred vessels would have had no place to be housed. All the parts of the Tabernacle were necessary so that the glory of G-d could dwell in the midst of His people. We, who have believed in Messiah Yeshua and keep His commandments (Revelation 12:17, ibid. 14:12), have been called to work in concert with each other, serving one another, so that G-d might be glorified through us amongst all the peoples of the earth.

“The end of all things is at hand; therefore be self-controlled and sober-minded for the sake of your prayers. Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins. Show hospitality to one another without grumbling. As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of G-d’s varied grace: whoever speaks, as one who speaks oracles of G-d; whoever serves, as one who serves by the strength that G-d supplies—in order that in everything G-d may be glorified through Yeshua Messiah. To him belong glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen.
Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery trial when it comes upon you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you. But rejoice insofar as you share Messiah’s sufferings, that you may also rejoice and be glad when his glory is revealed. If you are insulted for the name of Messiah, you are blessed, because the Spirit of glory and of G-d rests upon you. But let none of you suffer as a murderer or a thief or an evildoer or as a meddler. Yet if anyone suffers as a follower of Messiah, let him not be ashamed, but let him glorify G-d in that name. For it is time for judgment to begin at the household of G-d; and if it begins with us, what will be the outcome for those who do not obey the gospel of G-d? And “If the righteous is scarcely saved, what will become of the ungodly and the sinner?” Therefore let those who suffer according to G-d’s will entrust their souls to a faithful Creator while doing good. (1 Peter 4:7-19)

Psalm 133

Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!
It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron’s beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments;
As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the L-RD commanded the blessing, even life for evermore.

Shalom and blessings,
S~

Something Crazy

Okay, I am going to tell on myself today! Before my husband and I moved to Ohio we had an argument. I can honestly say, I have no idea what we were arguing about. Do we ever really remember? Anyway, he eventually left so we could both cool off, but I took his absence as an opportunity to break the household dishes–yes, yes, I did; it was a set of eight dinner plates, salad plates, and bowls that I hated and didn’t want to pack up and move with us. I’m a very passionate, dramatic gal; can you tell?

Smash! Crash!

What must my neighbors be thinking? Oh, I don’t really care.

Wham! Slam!

It felt really good to drop those dishes one by one on the concrete below my porch. I felt quite liberated by it! However, the clean up was not all that fun, and hubby was not very happy about not having normal dishes to eat off of; we used paper plates for a month before our move. Now,after almost three years, we (he) can finally laugh about it.

Take the advice from this crazy lady, if you hate your dishes and you want to smash them, ask your husband first; if he doesn’t like the idea, take them down to the Goodwill, after you’ve saved up some money, and get some new ones.

Got a crazy story? Please share below! Happy Monday everyone!