Luke 8:25 "...the storm subsided, and all was calm..."
These past years have been one of great learning. I continue to weather the storms of my life and dance in the reminiscence of the puddles left behind.
I have learned who is to remain on my journey with me. I will meet many people along the way--family, friends and mere acquaintances...the day will come when we are to move on in our journey with and without these people. But all were and are vital to my life and who I am to become. A season for all things... (Eccles)....and we will one day be together again.
So, my blogging-world friends, I have created an award called...
THE STORM DANCER
Storms of life.
These storms can cause devastating consequences. Many of these storms are of our own making. Intensity rules and angers flare. After the thunder, there is rain. I see the torrential downpours. And as the rain begins to fade, the sweet-scented smell of rain fill my senses. I can smell the rain. Time passes and surpasses my understanding of what has been and what is to be. Soon, the rain trickles as if playing to the tune of Mozart and I am mesmerized by its tranquilizing effect. I hear the Song that my Heavenly Father is singing to me.
My senses are alive. I can feel.
I awaken—soon thereafter to a silent world around me after the rain has long stopped. It would take some time before I really would grasp all of the unfolding events of the storm.
The person I had been had died, she had left during the storm—tragically. The death of self was an explosive aftermath. The realization of truth was as explosive as a volcanic eruption from a Volcano that had slept for thousands of years. The pressure was phenomenal.
And just indifferent at times.
Mindful—from a long rainy night, I mused over the details.
Morning came and the Sun peeked in through the window. It was timid and reluctant to reveal itself to me as if one more change might cease my beating heart.
The pain was gone—not that I was ok with my life’s happenings but it was better than it had been in a very long time. I was free. I could breathe.
Would I become another Storm Dancer? Will I rejoice in this new birth?
I will dance in the reminiscence of the storm.
I will become the Storm Dancer.
…for I am His beloved child.
I would like to award the following bloggers this award:
Denise from Shortybears Place - it never fails that she uplifts me with kind words every day...Thank you Denise
Ivey's mom Gwen- for reminding me to look at the world with different eyes. For seeing gratitude in the attitude. For life.
Technonana- for her wisdom and praise...
Melli - keeping laughter in my life
Karin - Yesterday, today and tomorrow--- you have no idea the impact of these words
Julie -She and I have been on a journey with Papa, shedding our flesh... thanks Julie...for your support
Nancy - I know if I ask her to pray, she's there...
Deb- one day she and I will ride free...
Sandy - one can never have too many flip flops.. that would include my friend
Susan - not only do I consider her a friend and a prayer warrior, but she taught me how to dive for scallops
Tracy - For her cup runneth over to mine
Grams - you have also taught me an unconditional love...through your love for Nancy
Mari - Keeping the spark and excitement in life
and last but not least...
Denise the Samaritan Woman - you teach me daily about God's love
What I would "Like" for you to do: (after all, it is now yours):
2. Grab the award code above and put it in your Storm Dancer story post and/or sidebar. You have earned it! Click here if you need help.
3. Pass this award onto whomever... no limit. If you receive the award but are the type of person that isn't into writing and sending out awards…don't worry, just wear it proudly or do as you wish.
I am sure I have forgotten someone... so I am going to send out this award again at another time... but for now, please know how much you have meant to me and my walk in the Lord...
God Bless you on your journey.... one day at a time...