A Sip of Kindness ~ #bekindtoyou



I wanted to drop you a sip of kindness. A gift of permission you can give yourself. Even for just five minutes. The way I think and see in my everyday has presented me a gift to unwrap. I had to share it with you.



The gift of self-kindness.
(We can do these together)


You can go ahead and rest for a bit.

You can take time for slow deep breaths with eyes closed.

You can make a cup of your favorite beverage and put your feet up until you run out of sips.

You can stop to whisper a breath prayer, "Jesus, thank you" or "Jesus, help me."

You can sit in complete quiet and do nothing before they get home.

You can thumb through your magazine or read a chapter in that book.

You can lay on the couch like a rag doll and just be.

You can look at yourself in the mirror and smile...for no reason.

You can be easier on yourself.

You can stop thinking you have to exhaust yourself to be doing a good job.


Go ahead. Yes, you can. Yes, you are totally allowed. Be kind to you and you will in turn be kind to the ones around you. I'll practice with you.

#bekindtoyou


Philippians 4:6-7The Message (MSG)

6-7 Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. 
Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.
psst...Let me know how you practice self-kindness. How has it affected others? Oh, and do let me know if you try one or more of these this week. I'd love to hear about it.

Hugs from Hawaii,
Jeri




Come visit the communities where I find refreshing


I'm joining my friend Holley today.
Come on over and sip a cuppa.

 Holley's starts coffee for our hearts on Wednesdays.
Thank goodness she pours all week, as I sometimes stop by other days. 


Come have coffee with Bonnie over at her place
 For a good 'shot' of Faith. 

Whitespace Community Linkup @ faithbarista.com
Bonnie starts each Thursdays and pours all week long.



On Fridays, 
Share your own way of creating with Jen over at I Believe in Love

Once a month my wonderful friend Jenn from StudioJRU comes over too

When All Your Days Roll into One




A few weeks ago, I sent a text to all the girls in my family. "Ever had one of those days when you thought it was another day? All day today I thought it was Tuesday!" My friends, it was Thursday.

By the time I sent it out I was already laughing at myself.

The days before, almost two weeks' worth of days. I was so exhausted that I felt like the days never ended. It was as if they all rolled into each other and created one never ending day. Ugh! I was going through the motions. I felt like a robot. I was an emotional mess when no one was around and a-okay when they were.

How did my days finally separate?

That Thursday, David came home from work and I asked him what day it was. "Thursday?! I thought it was Tuesday." Before he walked in the door I started to sob. He was so tender to comfort me. Minutes later, I started giggling. He started giggling. Then, of course I texted my girl-fam.

The best thing we can do for ourselves is to make sure we are taking time for us each day. But, in those times we forget to, we can surely know and trust that...

When all our days begin to roll into one,
When we mistake last week for this week,
When the time runs out before days' end,
When exhaustion makes us an emotional mess,

God will step in somehow, someway, and maybe even through someone. He loves us right where we are in our mess and chaos. We are never alone. He will set things right and put the pieces back together. All we have to do is rest in His arms and let Him restore us to refreshing.

Hugs from Hawaii,
Jeri


Soul Goodness 

Psalm 18:20-24
Msg
God made my life complete when I placed all the pieces before him. When I got my act together, he gave me a fresh start. Now I’m alert to God’s ways; I don’t take God for granted. Every day I review the ways he works; I try not to miss a trick. I feel put back together, and I’m watching my step. God rewrote the text of my life when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes. 

Msg
A David Psalm ] Godmy shepherd! I don’t need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quiet pools to drink from. True to your word, you let me catch my breath and send me in the right direction. 
(more goodness: Jeremiah 31:25Joel 2:21-24)



I'm joining my friend Holley today.
Come on over and sip a cuppa.

 Holley's starts coffee for our hearts on Wednesdays.
Thank goodness she pours all week, as I sometimes stop by on Fridays. 






My Journey to Rest brings Finding Spiritual Whitespace


"Finding spiritual whitespace isn't about carving out an hour of time to escape the things that stress us out. It's the opposite. It's getting away from everything we do to distract ourselves from all the hidden pieces - in order to nurture our soul." ~ Bonnie Gray (pg 49)



From my heart to yours...


Before the book arrived // The remembering begins

God had been helping me revisit some parts of my little girl years. The parts that were jumbled up in my memory. Moments that bring back the kind of heart hurt that feels semi-fresh. The last time I went through a remembering like this, I was 20 and expecting our second son. It all came flooding back, but I did nothing with it. I soldiered on. I don’t know why. 

Someone to tell // She doesn’t judge me ~ We all need ones like her

Last year, I shared with her about my childhood. The ugly, mess, and chaos. I feel safe with her, because she hears all the junk and never holds it against me. She helps me process through in words and prayer. Somehow our times together give me a sense of release and I see these things with purpose and possibility. I wrote her again because Bonnie’s book brought back a second flood. This time I want to go through it with God.





I am ready // I was being made ready ~ Maybe you too

He planned this season for me. Sometimes I don’t want to pick up her words. Words God gave her for ones like me. Maybe you too. I feel the pull to pick it up anyway. I pray and praise for the blessing of walking through this with Him and with someone else who is coming through too. Bonnie is doing this scared-brave. Sharing her ugly, mess, and chaos in hopes of helping others.

Warm sparkling light and Cool fresh Air // Opening up little by little

I write my friend that as I read Bonnie’s book, I feel as if something was stuck closed and is slowly cracking open. Fresh air is breezing in. I see God’s light warmly sparkling over the dark parts of my ‘room’ where I can now sit with God. I can’t always sit there long, but I can go there now. I’m less afraid. I see now, this is the time of receiving from God. The warm light inches slowly across my ‘room’ and amongst the ugly, mess and chaos there are pretty things. Wonders are there. Joys too. 


Finding Spiritual Whitespace - Awakening Your Soul To Rest by Bonnie Gray


Finding Spiritual Whitespace // Awakening Your Soul To Rest ~ Take your time

Bonnie’s words serve as our “guidebook” through our hard places. Words full of grace that offer to sit with us as we take the time we need to process. I love what she encouraged her book club to do in taking only “2 chapters a week to savor and listen to their hearts as they read…to journal the questions”. 

My soul is craving rest. The kind God brings to soothe and ease. Maybe you feel unsettled too. You can’t explain it. I pray reading Bonnie’s book will take you through what you need to heal and live on.

Hugs from Hawaii,
Jeri



Communities where I find refreshing

Joining a few friends this week. Come on over ...


Whitespace Community Linkup @ faithbarista.com

Come have coffee with Bonnie over at her place
 For a good 'shot' of Faith. 
She starts each Thursdays and pours all week long.


On Fridays, Come and join me with Jen over at I Believe in Love
once a month my wonderful friend Jenn from StudioJRU comes over too
Share your own way of creating here.




 Holley's starts coffee for our hearts on Wednesdays.
Thank goodness she pours all week, as I stop by on Fridays. 
Come on over and sip a cuppa.