Dearest Tonya,

Sea BreezesDearest Tonya,

First of all, I just want you to know how much I love you. I am so thankful you married my son.

We Are Free!

Sea Breezes
Death is conquered
We are free.
Christ has won
The Victory.

Wishing you a holy and blessed Easter Sunday.

Good Friday Day of A Cross

Sea BreezesMy husband got up this morning and announced we would skip Good Friday services at church today. We are too tired. We have been in East Tennessee for several days loving grand babies and their parents. Tonya had surgery. We lost sleep in worry. We still don't know test results. We still worry. Katie and babies came yesterday, and we went to the beach, all day. Last night we had dinner on the island with dear friends. Today, I am home ;Harold is at work. Therefore, we are tired. We will skip church, although there are three services offered today at our little church. Then my husband called. He was on his way to work, and coming around the bend in his big truck, the front tire blew, not went flat, but exploded. Had I been driving, I would have surely wrecked. We drove that truck to Tennessee, no flat, no explosion on the interstate. But today, when he was driving, it happened. He was safe. He is a big guy, who has spent the last 20 years of his life in the tire business, and he instinctively knew what to do. He was fine. The big Ford truck came to a stop...in front of an African American Baptist church. A simple cross. A reminder..Good Friday. He got to work and told his office staff, maybe he was reminded to go to church today. Thus, his call to me. We will be at Good Friday services this evening at St. Andrew's Episcopal Church. Will we go for us? No, we will go for Him. He went to the cross for us. It is the Least we can do for Him. Oh Father, please lead us today to know the MOST we can do for You. Lead our hearts to offer thanksgiving for your healing powers for Tonya, our dear daughter-in-love, precious mother of precious grandchildren. Pardon my tears today, but the creator of the universe sent His only son to the cross to die for my sins, and "I am not worthy to gather up the crumbs under His table."

What love is this, that loves me so fully? Bless you all dear readers. May the cross speak to your heart today.

Happy St. Patrick's Day! Wear This Prayer On Your Heart

T

Prayer Foundation

Prayer Foundation

	Saint Patrick's "Breastplate" Prayer
	I bind unto myself today The strong Name of the Trinity, By invocation of the same, The Three in One and One in Three. I bind this day to me for ever. By power of faith, Christ's incarnation; His baptism in the Jordan river; His death on Cross for my salvation; His bursting from the spicèd tomb; His riding up the heavenly way; His coming at the day of doom;* I bind unto myself today. I bind unto myself the power Of the great love of the cherubim; The sweet 'well done' in judgment hour, The service of the seraphim, Confessors' faith, Apostles' word, The Patriarchs' prayers, the Prophets' scrolls, All good deeds done unto the Lord, And purity of virgin souls. I bind unto myself today The virtues of the starlit heaven, The glorious sun's life-giving ray, The whiteness of the moon at even, The flashing of the lightning free, The whirling wind's tempestuous shocks, The stable earth, the deep salt sea, Around the old eternal rocks. I bind unto myself today The power of God to hold and lead, His eye to watch, His might to stay, His ear to hearken to my need. The wisdom of my God to teach, His hand to guide, His shield to ward, The word of God to give me speech, His heavenly host to be my guard. Against the demon snares of sin, The vice that gives temptation force, The natural lusts that war within, The hostile men that mar my course; Or few or many, far or nigh, In every place and in all hours, Against their fierce hostility, I bind to me these holy powers. Against all Satan's spells and wiles, Against false words of heresy, Against the knowledge that defiles, Against the heart's idolatry, Against the wizard's evil craft, Against the death wound and the burning, The choking wave and the poisoned shaft, Protect me, Christ, till Thy returning. Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me, Christ beside me, Christ to win me, Christ to comfort and restore me. Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ in quiet, Christ in danger, Christ in hearts of all that love me, Christ in mouth of friend and stranger. I bind unto myself the Name, The strong Name of the Trinity; By invocation of the same. The Three in One, and One in Three, Of Whom all nature hath creation, Eternal Father, Spirit, Word: Praise to the Lord of my salvation, Salvation is of Christ the Lord. _______________________________________ _______________________________________ :			St. Patrick's Breastplate

Thank You Lord For Mondays

Sea BreezesThank you Lord for Mondays. The beginning of the week is exciting for me. I look forward for the adventure that unfolds as the days come and unwrap themselves. I am reminded of the old saying. Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift and that is why it is called the PRESENT. May your week be filled with blessings and opportunities to share the love of Christ with all you meet.

Weary of Winter

Sea BreezesI am weary of winter. I have never liked winter. I don't like all this resting. Resting trees, resting grass, resting hanging plants, resting animals, resting spirits, resting, resting garden, resting in the recliner. How much rest does one's world need? Our winter here in coastal Georgia is a laugh to some. We have a young teacher at school who is in flip flops every day. When I asked her if her feet were cold, she smiled at me and said, "Girlfriend, I am from the Adirondacks, this is not cold!"
Ok, Ok, so we really don't have a cold winter. No one here has seen snow for over 20 years. Not even a flake. I am still weary of winter. I can't wait until spring. I love to write about spring. Just the word makes me want to jump up. Spring can't come soon enough. If it is still winter where you are, then you too are probably filled with winter weariness.
This is the season of lent. Easter is just around the corner. Tomorrow is supposed to be a surprise warm day and then back to cold winter. Come, spring come. Can you hear me? I am ready for yard work, garden work and planting. I am going to spend tomorrow looking for signs of spring. I know they are out there.

My Pet Peeve

Sea BreezesMy pet peeve is people who start blogs and then get behind in posting. That is PROCRASTINATION and it is universal tragedy! You know the ones, their blogs are linked on yours and they haven't written anything new in two years, their last post was their engagement and now they have two children. Or, there is the blogger, who goes weeks, even months without posting.. what the????

Stand up against this and demand Consistent Blogging.

If you share this peeve, let me hear from you.

Until then, bug the bloggers who persist in procrastination.

I've gotta go, my life is calling and I need to take this call.