Dayzee's Food For the Soul

  
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I got THE- power!! Jesus.
 
 
Barked: Tue May 1, '12 7:05pm PST 
“ While I was in my mother's womb, he named me. ”
Isaiah 49:1 (NRSV)

Gail. Gail. Gail. My name has always seemed dull and boring to me—like a footstep, a door slam, a hammer blow—not melodious or musical. When I was growing up, my best friends had multisyllabic names such as Lynda and Barbara. Their names flowed like waterfalls. My name just clunked. Gail sounded hard, inflexible. How I yearned for a feminine name with more than one syllable, perhaps a name ending in a like Laura, Elisa or Sophia.

When I married, I made my maiden name into my middle name so old friends could still find me. In so doing, I abandoned my middle name, Donna, which I suppose I could have adopted as my first name. After all, it had the two syllables and final a I seemed to crave.

I might have remained dissatisfied forever until a friend who knew some Hebrew pointed out that Gail derived from Abba Gael (Abigail), "Father's joy," or more exactly, "Daddy's joy." I tucked this translation into my heart for safekeeping. Many years later I would learn that my parents had lost a baby before my birth, so they were thrilled not only by my arrival, but by my timing. You see, Mom brought me home from the hospital and placed me in Daddy's arms on their second anniversary. Little Gail was Daddy's joy, indeed. So I've made peace with my plain name, a solid name, like faith, hope, love—and joy.

Abba, Father, You know my name. May I always be Your joy too.

By Alma Barkman
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Barked: Fri May 4, '12 5:28am PST 
Want to Be Happy?

Norman Vincent Peale offers insights and a prayer to help you live the life you want.
By Norman Vincent Peale, New York, New York

A man offered to drive me to the airport if I would talk with him about a personal problem. On the way there, he remarked, “I’m so unhappy. Isn’t there any happiness in this world?”

I replied, “I think there’s lots of it.”

“Well, there hasn’t been for me,” he continued. “I’m terribly dissatisfied with my job.”

“Is it a good job?” I inquired.

“It pays me fifty thousand a year,” he said. “And if I stick with it I’ll be making more in time. But the thing is, it’s not the kind of work I want.” I remarked, “Fifty thousand is enough to think twice before you let it go.

What do you want to do?”

“I’d like to get into commercial aviation,” he confided. “I love planes. I often drive out to the airport just to watch the plane take off and fly. But I don’t think the airlines would pay me fifty thousand to start. But there’s something else I keep thinking of. You know what I’d like to be? A professional bird-watcher. I love birds. When I get fed up with everything, I go off to the woods and watch birds.”

“Now, maybe I’m jumping to conclusions,” I said to him, “but wings and flight must mean there’s something you want to get away from. Why don’t you tell me the story?”

Then he started in about all his troubles: jealousies at the office, tensions at home, worries, disappointments, unhappiness compounded.

I replied, “The only way to free yourself from it is to stand up against it now and begin to practice happiness.”

“How do you practice happiness?” he asked.

For three minutes I explained that by deliberately acting counter to what you now are, you can develop into what you want to be. I cited the example of John Wesley, who in his maturity was one of the greatest men of faith in all the world. At an earlier time in his life Wesley had no faith whatsoever. And he couldn’t seem to gain it. So he hit upon the device of acting as though he did have faith. And in due time his unconscious mind accepted what the conscious mind kept affirming, that he had faith–and so, he did have faith.

In the same way, if you want to be happier, you can bring about the ideal condition by persistently acting as though that ideal condition already existed.

Let us pray:
Our Heavenly Father, we thank You for the fact that each of us has within what we may very well call a divine potential. This is put into us to assure a wonderful life. And, Lord, we know that if we don’t have a wonderful life, something is wrong with the releasing of this potential. Grant, therefore, that we may find the answer, and even more importantly, that we may be willing to practice it, to yield ourselves to God. Then certainly there will be good days ahead. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen
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Barked: Mon May 14, '12 7:48am PST 
How God's Grace Works

“Give us this day our daily bread.” Matthew 6:11

Sometimes things loom up before us that seem impossible. Facing a big surgery, or the death of a loved one, or a lost job, or even a pile of unending laundry can feel like facing Mount Everest. We know that with God all things are possible, and we know He gives us the grace we need. But will it be enough? Fear closes in. Weakness. Uncertainty. How will we ever have enough strength to handle it?

I was thinking about this one day when I was baking bread. It smelled so good coming out of the oven. The dark gold color of the outside signaled perfect crispness. Like my Granny used to do, I rubbed butter over it, allowing it to melt into the fluffy interior. Before the bread could even cool, my family devoured a whole loaf. This was fun, but it’s not typical of our bread-eating behavior.

We buy most of our bread at the store, and it comes pre-sliced. On Monday I use two slices for my husband’s sandwich, and on Tuesday he gets two more. It’s the same for my kids. Two slices each, lathered in peanut butter and jelly. Then two slices the next day. Not the whole loaf at once.

Our bread-eating habits are the perfect metaphor for how God’s grace works—and His strength, His mercy, His power. When we’re contemplating Mount Everest we may want the whole loaf, but God knows what is good for us. He knows what we really need. He slices off enough for the first step. Then, when it’s time for the next one, another slice is there. And another and another and another till the journey is done. The whole loaf is ours—but God gives it as needed. Never too little, always just the right amount to fit our need.

Faith step:
What is your deepest need today? Trust Jesus for it. He is Your manna from heaven.

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I got THE- power!! Jesus.
 
 
Barked: Tue May 15, '12 7:01am PST 
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In The Valleys We Grow
Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe
It's then we have to remember
That it's in the valleys we grow.

If we always stayed on the mountain top
And never experienced pain,
We would never appreciate God's love
And would be living in vain.

We have so much to learn
And our growth is very slow,
Sometimes we need the mountain tops,
But it's in the valleys we grow.

We do not always understand
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one thing.
My Lord will see me through.

The little valleys are nothing
When we picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan's loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining
When I'm feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
That it's in the valleys I grow.

Continue to strengthen me, Lord
And use my life each day
To share Your love with others
And help them find their way.

Thank You for the valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know
The mountain tops are glorious
But it's in the valleys I grow!

Have a blessed day!

REMEMBER...
The shortest distance between a problem and a solution
is the distance between your knees and the floor.
The one who kneels to the Lord,
can stand up to anything.
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