40 Day Sugar Fast….Day 8

DAY 8 — Monday, January 13, 2020

What have you turned to in your stress over the years? If it is anything other than Christ, it wasn’t created to carry you through this life — let alone into the eternal-life prepared for us? You may have known that at the start of this fast (that it’s not sugar’s job) but what are you learning about Christ’s desire and ability to carry you through?

Isn’t He faithful? Isn’t He strong? Isn’t He wonderful?

Tell me if you’re finding Him true to His Word: “Behold, God is my helper; the Lord is the upholder of my life.” (Psalm 54:4)

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This first week has opened my eyes to how I mindlessly reached for something sugary and sweet just because….whether it was my grief, boredom, stress or anxiety or watching Netflix, I always had something within reach to snack on……but now, I’m turning to reading Scripture, praying, even coloring while listening to instrumental music when urges really hit.

Just a little while ago, while going through some totes, my thoughts, on this unseasonably warm day in January, went to my late husband. Tears started to fall as I remember how much he loved this kind of weather, excited to put on a pair of shorts and grill something on his Weber. Suddenly it hit me that tomorrow will be 39 months since he died. Truth be told, I wanted to pour myself a glass of wine and break off a big ole piece of dark chocolate for lunch..instead I sipped herbal tea while reading Day 8 and writing this…….and I remember a late summer day in August of ‘17, 10 months after my husband died, and I wanted nothing more then to be with him..so much so I had written goodbye notes to my children. I sat down on the floor and for the first time in my life I really Really turned to God, telling Him I couldn’t do this alone anymore, I didn’t want to do it alone, and I needed Him. My life forever changed that day. There is no doubt He is truly the upholder of my life 🙏

Not long after that, Psalm 94:4 found its way to me…it’s become my life verse.

He shall cover you with His feathers,

And under His wings you shall take refuge; ( Psalm 94:4)

Happy New Years Eve 2019

The hands of time

Tick tocking the moments away.

Soon,

The final chapter

Of this book will be written,

The last period put in place.

And the book will be closed.

Reflection will follow.

There were stormy seas

That pounded and tried to break me.

There were times of peaceful calm,

When all seemed right.

What I have found

On this journey,

Is that my life

Is/was somewhere in the middle.

The rough seas help make me stronger.

The calm revitalizes.

In the middle, I find a cohesiveness

That makes my life’s journey

Explicitly my own.

The book is closed now.

A new one ready to be written.

While I hold the pencil ( I like to have the ability to erase)

God will guide my hand

and help me turn the page,

Let the journey continue.

©linda_december

Happy New Years Eve Folks!! This gal is under the weather, so I’ll be snuggling in with meds, tissues and Philip 😻

There’s gonna be a whole lot of reflection going on, a decades worth 😳 as I say bye bye 2019 and hello 2020. It boggles my mind to think that 2020 will be the fourth full year that Jim isn’t here. So much change, growth, transformation has occurred in my life. The me-myself and I, I am today, is unrecognizable of who I was at the end of 2016. I know he’s proud if me. I’m proud of me.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. (2 Corinthians 5:17)

30 Days Of Gratitude … Days 13-14 🙏

I Am Thankful and Grateful

Day 13: finding some of Jim’s words 😊❤️

FROM THE BEACH

The Mystery Of Life can not be more clearly explained then by

comparing Human Life to an Ocean Wave.

Human Life begins as does the Ocean Wave, mysteriously beyond

the horizon and out of sight.

Yet, from the time of their creation, we know they exist. In their

infancy they are recognized as a miracle, a gift from our Creator

and watched with awe.

As they grow, they are affected by the elements and forces of

nature which cannot be; controlled, contained and at times

explained.

In maturity, they can be warm and gentle or cold and forbidding:

productive or destructive.

As they pass maturity, they both strain to hold on to their

individuality and existence.

The Wave, after crashing onto a beach, surges in a froth, spreading

more and more slowly until it can no longer continue, in ‘death’, it is

forced to retreat back to the Ocean, its universe, to be reborn as a

new Force Of Nature.

Man, when no longer able to sustain a worldly existence, in death,

retreats back to his universe to be reborn as a new Force Of Nature.

All Life Is Precious and All Life Is Eternal.

©JF_June2008

Day 14: I Am Thankful and Grateful for each little miracle, like watching the birds in my feeder 🙏

Heavenly Father, sometimes, ok a lot if times, I tend to take my miracles for granted, or I take for granted You already know that I am grateful, so I don’t express my gratitude as often as I should. Whatever my reasons, today, this moment, I pray to you on fallen knees, how Grateful I Am.

In Jesus’ Name, Amen

1 Thessalonians 5:18, “In everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” (NKJV)

Romans 14:6a, “Whoever regards one day as special does so to the Lord.” (NIV)

1 Chronicles 16:34, “Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever.” (NIV)

3 Years….My Journey Continues 👣

3 Years ago today, my Jim walked out the door, and my life forever changed.

I’ve Missed Your Face

I’ve Missed Your Smile

I’ve Missed Your Laugh

All this while….

But what I Miss most

Is Who We Used to be..

The we – we were

When it was You and Me.

You’re gone from this world

But you LIVE in my heart

Till we meet again

And are no longer apart.

I Love you husband

I always will

Our Love hasn’t died

It grows and LIVES still.

©linda fedroff_october14

I walk the beach in the predawn hours. Sky in monotones of gray, not going to be much of a sunrise this morning. Airs a bit chilly, water cool on my skin as I soul stroll. There’s enough of a breeze for the sea foam to partner and dance with. Aside from the gulls and plovers, I am alone.

I stop and stand at the waters edge, watching as the sky lightens with each passing moment.

Closing my eyes, I can hear the whispers on the wind asking me “what is your story?” All the while the waves lap up and around my feet, anchoring me in that spot, as if waiting and begging for my answer…….and what is my answer on this day, three years since my Jim left this world??

My life continues to move forward,

And I’m continuing to grow.

I’m given a choice to make every single morning,

And what I choose is to get up each and every day,

Thank the Good Lord, and ask for his continued guidance.

I start my day determined to live and find

My purpose, all the while never losing sight of all

The blessings in my life.

I shouted out into the wind, that I Choose Hope.

I came back here to celebrate Jim and his memory.

And I thank God every day for the gift of loving Jim

And he loving me, and for the adventure and life we shared.

Until we meet again husband, I will continue to live my life out loud

And make you proud. This is how I Choose to Live.

[The body dies…but love…that lives on and continues to grow]

Beautiful Morning For A Soul Stroll 👣👣👣

One week from today it will be 3 years since Jim died. My first week back has been filled with memories that fill my heart. My beach soul strolls are as therapeutic as ever. 🙏👣👣👣👣

Some don’t like to hear the old cliche that time heals all wounds. While it may not necessarily heal all wounds, it definitely helps. My willingness to accept my journey has proven to help soften my grief as time goes on. I’m choosing to celebrate my Jim this week just as he would want me to do.

“Life is beautiful. In every moment there is something beautiful to be found.The beauty differs from one day to the next. Sometimes it is overpowering, and other times it is subtle and delicate.Yet always, everywhere, life’s precious and irrepressible beauty is there. Whatever else this moment may hold, it also holds its own unique beauty……”

For we walk by faith, not by sight. (2Corinthians5:7).