December 5, 2014 bells

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December 5, 2014 Christmas bells

‘I wait for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning — more than watchmen for the morning.’ (‭Psalms‬ ‭130‬:‭6‬ HCSB)

Hello, DearHeart!
On the second bookshelf, on the back wall a collection of various sizes and shapes of bells waited like watchmen. Growing up, more than once, I remember Nancy and I thinking of her mother’s collection, “no, we probably shouldn’t” … but, how could we just walk-on by and leave them sitting there lonely and unrung?
Porcelain.
Wooden.
Brass.
Glass.
All beckoning those of us with bell-ringing intentions glowing from our hearts. Oddly, at least to me, they had a sort of ethereal charm. They drew me in … each with a clapper and sound of its very own that leapt up and painted the walls of the entire room and covered every picture frame and cushion, and the charmed ring trickled through our hair and down our necks and backs and through our fingers. And, we would stop and let the end of the sound wander out, up the chimney and up into to sky. Then, we would try another.
This season bells sing.
Let each charm strike your heart to be repainted in the glory of The King. He knows your way, even without words His presence guides you. Hear a bell sound and return to Christ, your Center.
By that sound, be led to rest and repair from being hurt by people who claim to love you.
Be repaired from those whose-
words hurt you,
voice tone hurt you,
mannerisms hurt you,
bad habits hurt you.
Let the ring hang as a truth … so you know the choices you and I make minute by minute, especially with the loves with whom we have been entrusted, determine our earthly comfort level. I believe that. Kindness wins both ways. For the giver and for the receiver.
Nothing good comes from hatefulness. Hate tortures the hated, but even more so, the hater. And, it can and will manifest itself in many ways:
Brokenness.
Emptiness.
Loneliness.
Strife.
Pain.
Unrest.
Some people refuse to battle their demons, don’t they?
And, those demons take root. They stick around and haunt in the most evil ways.
But, the bell rings, and signals the arrival of a Savior.

Wake up.
Find a bell.
Move into His presence.
Go.

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About lewis3sunz

I am a blessed woman. Wife, daughter, mother of 3sunz, sister, author of 'Spirit Move Me: Memos to you that sway with the Holy Spirit', Jesus loving Oklahoma girl, I love exploring truth, early morning is my favorite time of day, teacher/trainer, lover of books and news and fascinated with butterflies, extreme right brained pondering creature; enjoy helping others find meaning, tap into their own inspiration and intuition to work more effectively, and overcome struggles and the rising and falling of life in the everyday grind and in small business/micro business worlds. Blessed with the crazy notion, the wild-eyed foolishness, and the madcap belief in the simple idea that I might help one to make a decision that makes a difference in the world . . . as stated by Ralph Waldo Emerson’s famous quote…“To know one life breathed easier because you lived, this is to have succeeded.” I get to use my small business background as a former owner of a Flower Shop and Hallmark Store and former co-owner of Disability Specialists, LLC, to help folks build dreams. I hold a M.Ed with emphasis on Adult Training and Education. I’d love to get my Doctorate in Educational Leadership . . . someday. My work centers on the belief that inside each of us lives a mesmerizing soul waiting to be revealed. Every day we can choose to trust the magic of our calling and take those unconventional moves to unlock an enchanted journey. I serve as Business and Industry Director and Business Development Services Coordinator at Canadian Valley Technology Center in Chickasha, Oklahoma.

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