Good and Plenty

One day, while at Costco, there was a FIVE pound bag of good and plenty's.  Wow.  And they were really cheap.  I mean, in those boxes you get what, 6 ounces?  So, of course, my friend and I were compelled to buy it.  I mean, we really liked good and plenty's.  A lot.  You can never get enough good and plenty's.  Well, until you buy a five pound bag.  The, about two handfuls in, you've had enough.  You can barely look at the bag, let alone eat anymore.  The smell even seems a tad sickening.  Five pounds of good and plenty's is more than plenty.  It's like...........crazy.  But, it was such a good DEAL. 
So many deals seem good at the time.  Like you can't pass them up.  The kind at the grocery store.  Or the kind in relationships.  But, what something seems is not always how it really is.  Sometimes my mind is blinded by the offer of something big for little money.  Or by not having to do a chore that I don't want to do in return for some favor.  Life is like that.  Good deals.  Making deals. 
But, while deals are good in the grocery store.  Good at the Wal-Mart.  Good when getting a decent buy.  Sometimes, the deal is not good.  It's like the bag of good and plenty's.  It LOOKS good, it sounds tempting, but really, it stinks.  And, when that is the case, it's ok to say, "no thanks."  I'm still learning that.  I don't have to take every deal that comes along.  In any venue.  I get to choose.  So do you.
I chose those good and plenty's and they should have been called horribly too much's........I learned my lesson the hard way.  But I plan on remembering it so as not to waste it. 
blessings,
rhonda

Winter

Sometimes, in the middle of a bright, warm, spring-like day....even a truly Spring day.....Winter can sneak right back in.  Today, in Colorado, it was in the mid-50's this morning.  It was about 80 yesterday.  Sunshiny in that bright blue sky Colorado way.
But, today, this afternoon, snow is blowing and sticking and covering my car.  It is cloudy and the kind of day where you want a blanket and a book.  The kind of day when you wonder if it really, truly IS Spring.
That happens in life too.  At least in my life.  Sometimes, I get through Winter and breathe a sigh of relief that Spring has come.  I begin to relax and feel a sense of warmth.  But, when I don't expect it, sometimes, Winter sneaks back in. 
Everyone here is saying, "we need the moisture."  Maybe in life sometimes I need the moisture of the Wintery storm in the middle of Spring too.  The remembering how to appreciate the warmth.  The knowing that it takes all seasons to cause growth.  Some plants can't even come back without a winter freeze.  And, goodness knows that my grass seed will do better with this nice, thick snow.  And in my life, it is the same.  Though it makes me shake...and grab a blanket....and a book.  Though it makes me tremble.  Still, Spring is still here.  This is just a passing storm.
blessings,
rhonda

At the End of the Day

If at the end of the day, I can see ways in which I benefited others.  If I can see in my mind the people who smiled because I lifted their spirits just a little bit.  If I can remember how it felt to see the sun rise....or set.  If I have  given my best to something important to me.  If I have done some work.  And some play.  And some stillness.  If at the end of the day, I can look in a mirror and feel confident that the day was spent well. If I can stop and remember how much Jesus loves me.   Then, no matter the circumstances, it was a very good day. 
I hope that you had a very good day.
blessings,
rhonda

Get the Dirt

I know a lot of people like to get the dirt.  I do too.  I buy some every year.  I used to get to go to Kmart, but alas, now I am forced to the Super Wal-Mart.  I buy soil.  Manure.  Stinky stuff and fluffy stuff.  I have a nice tall stack out by my front door even as I write.  And I CAN'T wait to use it.  But, first, I've got to prepare the garden, the space.  I have to get it ready to accept the new things. 
My dirt is good and healthy.  Though sometimes smelly. It gives strength and growth to new life. But, the dirt that many people like is not so good and never so healthy for the person that they have "dirt" on.  I like playing in the dirt.  Enjoy the growth it can bring.  But, the kind of dirt some people play in does not bring growth but humiliation and pain.
When choosing which kind of dirt to dig in.....be careful.  Be wise.  Don't bring someone down because you can.  Perhaps spend some time in the other kind of dirt where you will have time to think and reflect.  Getting the dirt on someone is a big responsibility.  Way more so than buying the dirt at the store.  So, don't use it.  Sometimes your friends will need to vent.  Sometimes you will.  But, the best of friends know how to clean up the dirt with us......not spread it around.  The world is full of dirt. MY life is full of dirt.  I treasure those who help me clean it up, not spread it around.  Don't you?
blessings,
rhonda

How to Love Your Life

Isn't that what we all want?  To love our lives?  It seems like it's harder to do than it sounds.  So many trials and pains.  Physically, our bodies fail.  Mentally, we begin to forget.  Spiritually, it's a constant battle to remain true.  Psychologically, it seems like keeping our sanity is too big to ask.  Not all of the time.  But you know those times that I'm talking about.  The times in life when you simply can't see the light...and when you do, it turns out to be a Mac truck headed right for you.  You duck and go under and are not killed but dragged along.....or, so it feels. 
Loving life begins by loving yourself.  I know that a lot of people will disagree.  But, if we are to love others AS we love ourselves, then the precursor is learning to love ourselves.  Then we can love others.  Then, we can love our lives.  Without blaming ourselves constantly.  Taking responsibility and owning what we do, but not taking on what does not belong to us.  And the only way we can begin to attempt to love ourselves is to finally accept that God really DOES love us.  Right now.  Right here.  Even the dimply butt.  And the saggy chin.  Even the little whiskers that pop up.  Even the thoughts of worry.  He simply loves us.  Completely.  Right where we are.  No matter what anyone says about us or believes about us.  That is so easy to say and SO HARD to do.  Seriously hard.  At least for me.  I'm good at blaming myself.  At taking on what I really wasn't responsible for. 
So, if you want to love your life....you'll have to accept first off that you are loved.  Completely.  Then, it all goes from there.  It makes it possible to make changes.  To be brave and courageous.  To live without fear.  There is nothing that will ever separate you from His love. 
You are a treasure.  A poem written by the creator.  His gem. 
blessings,
rhonda

Garden Gates

Garden gates are beautiful.  For me, they always indicate the invite to come in and enjoy.  A way into a place of beauty.  Of course, there is the other aspect too; a way to keep people out.  But the thing about a beautiful garden is that unless you wall it up, you can't keep others from enjoying it.  It is a gift for all.
It's like that with friends.  It's like we each have our own gardens that grow and are visible for all to see and enjoy.  And, over time, one intertwines with another over the fence lines and around the arbors.  Over time, the pretty things go from one place to another.  It's a natural seeding and expanding that happens in gardens.  It happens in people too.  Where there is a heart to accept beauty, it will go from one to another.
So, keep the gate open.  Visit frequently.  Enjoy the beauty of the gardens around you.
blessings,
rhonda

It's a New Day

Here we go.  Got things to do, thoughts to think, words to write.  It's a new day. 
Hope that you celebrate your new day.  Enjoy April Fool's Day.  Make lots of laughter and silliness.
Or mud pies.  Or whatever will make this day memorable. 
It's easy to get in a rut. 
Easy to travel with the stream.
Easy to just float on a tube in the river of life.
Instead, get wet today. Dive in.  Get involved.  It's a lovely, brand new day.  It was made for you.
blessings,
rhonda