Rain Love

This, remember, is the message you heard from the beginning:
we should love one another.

1 John 3:11

A storm is brewing just beyond my window. I’m still reeling over the abundance of rain which flooded parts of our neighborhood a few weeks ago. Though our local television meteorologist offers encouragement with a promise that sunshine will return tomorrow, she fails to dispel the gray which lurks beyond my window today.

It occurs to me that my knowledge of human nature fails me as much as my understanding of weather patterns on occasion. I sometimes ignore this wisdom and “push buttons” that would best be left alone. Though I know well what will come next if I attempt to have the last word, I speak in spite of myself. When the thunder in my adversary threatens, I push when I should let go. I forget to let love take care.

Today, as the rain continues, I will continue in my own effort to dispel the gray clouds from my attitude and to let the sun shine in.

Dear God, though the weather is very much out of my control, my attitudes and actions are my own. Help me to use them both with love and good will.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

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H… Holy, Holy Us and Holy Everything!

Samuel grew up, and the Lord was with him…
From 1 Samuel 3:19

H is for Holy. The dictionary defines “holy” as belonging to or coming from God; sacred; consecrated. When I was a child, I was certain that “holy” was an adjective attributed to God and to the saints of old who I was convinced had lived perfect lives. Though I hoped to be a saint one day, I never expected to be considered holy on any level.

Over the years, I had the good fortune of associating with people who understood holiness far more completely than I. They generously shared their conviction that anything and anyone “of God” is holy. Since we and all of Creation are God’s handiwork, we are indeed holy. Everything God made is holy! Just as God remained with his precious child Samuel, God remains with you and me.

When engaging in my own bouts with discouragement and guilt, I find that I move beyond these things best when I remember that I am “of God.” I am holy. You are holy, too. No one else’s opinion, no failure, no guilt, nothing you or I do will ever change this. You are “of God” and so am I. We are holy.

Holy God, I humbly acknowledge that we all share in your holiness. Please be with me as I try to live accordingly.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Dispel The Storm

This, remember, is the message you heard from the beginning:
we should love one another.

1 John 3:11

A storm is brewing just beyond my window. I am still reeling over the abundance of rain we have received while our friends in California and Texas among other places suffer a lengthy drought. Though our local television meteorologist offers encouragement with a promise that sunshine will return tomorrow, she fails to dispel the gray which lurks beyond my window today. She also fails to promise rain to our far-away neighbors.

It occurs to me that my knowledge of human nature fails me as much as my understanding of weather patterns on occasion. I sometimes ignore this wisdom and “push buttons” that would best be left alone. Though I know well what will come next if I attempt to have the last word, I speak in spite of myself. When the thunder in my adversary threatens, I push when I should let go. I forget to let love take care.

Dear God, though the weather is very much out of my control, my attitudes and actions are my own. Help me to use them both with love and good will.

©2015 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved