Did you want to be famous?

Talking with my son, Stephen last night, he ask me, what did you want growing up as a little girl, "Did you want to be famous?" I don't recall fully...I know I wanted peace, I wanted a home that wasn't hostile, a place to feel safe and loved. As a little girl, I longed for it to be just my mother and I-- as the men in her life often hurt her and brought out the worst in her. I saw myself being in a better state. I recall the beautiful woman I saw at church and how she was loved by her husband, each Sunday I would watch her. I watched the beautiful teacher that use to park in front of our home everyday, dressed nice, a professional woman, I saw myself in her...drawn to healthy families, hanging with friends who were from homes where I felt love was there. So, my response to Stephen was that I desired a family and a home. A husband that loved me, and children that I could give "childhood" a place for them to grow up in love. That's what I wanted and still desire, these are the things my heart guards, a place of refuge from lives storms, a place of health and hope. As for me and my house, WE WILL SERVE THE LORD!

The media wasn't as strong in my day, superstars and professional athletes and their lives weren't broadcast all over the place. No tweeting and in-stagram of someone's perceived great life. There were TV shows that I would lose myself in: I was drawn to Shirley Temple, she was often an orphan only to be adopted by a wealthy loving family/father. Often losing myself in imagination with the Disney stories. When the Cosby's began that painted a picture model I could see for myself. It was never lights, action, camera, never a desire to be on someone's red carpet or live my life under media scrutiny. My profession was not the thing that motivated me, I found joy in everything I did. Every job for the most part, I enjoyed doing it! I loved the many people I met and the life long relationships that were built. I was blessed with good friends throughout my life, I have been blessed to be a good friend. I have been loved...I AM LOVED!

you know me...

Oh Come to the Altar, one of my favorite worship songs by Elevation Worship. Each morning that's exactly where I long too come. Thankful for the invitation. I desire quiet time with my Father and like He came to Jacob's well to meet the Samaritan woman, each morning He comes to the well to meet with me. The Samaritan woman proclaimed "come meet a man that told me everything about myself, come meet a man that know's all about me" John 4:29

Psalm 139:1-6 (NLT) 
1 O LORD, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. 
2 You know when I sit down or stand up. You know my thoughts even when I’m far away. 
3 You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do. 
4 You know what I am going to say even before I say it, LORD. 
5 You go before me and follow me. You place your hand of blessing on my head. 
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand! 


Simply basking in the presence of my Father this morning. One writer today revealed how our values determine our priorities. My Father is my priority, I cannot image a life or even a morning without time with Him. This remains the best part of my day. The truth that the Father places His hand of blessing on my head, going before and following me. David said this knowledge was too wonderful for him, my sentiments exactly. Way too wonderful and great for me to understand, I rest in what I can wrap my heart and mind around, daily this truth becomes more and more real to me.