We've all been there. Some of us simply live there. Bad hair day.
Yuck!
Sometimes seriously bad, out of control. Other times just a bit off, slightly.
Isn't it weird that two days or so before your appointment for a haircut, it suddenly starts looking really good.....
But rest assured, YOU are MORE than your hairstyle. And what's inside you is infinitely more important than what you look like, hair and all (or lack thereof).
Like our fine feathered friend pictured above, we can walk in confidence that he/she/we are totally unique and precious.....'God don't make no junk.'
This pic looks like the poor young eagle was doing a dive to catch some food on the wing, missed, and crashed! And is now feeling quite embarrassed and discouraged. Much, I guess, like Sabine Lisicki, who crashed in the Wimbledon ladies final today after her fabulous defeat of Serena Williams (well, where have you been the last few days, then?)
My heart really goes out to Sabine, and all who have the crash and burn experience, as it really hurts. And all we can do is pick ourselves up, dust ourselves down, and start all over again, and remember that the mercies (kindness and unmerited favour) of God are NEW EVERY MORNING. Tomorrow is another day.
Tweety bird is all kitted out for a game of tennis in honour of Novac Jokawitz's awesome win in the semi-finals at Wimbledon this afternoon. It took almost 5 hours against a most fearsome, brilliant and crafty Argentinian opponent, but he did it! I was glued to the TV set the whole duration of this epic match, and can only wonder if the finals can possibly measure up?
The other special aspect of the match was the fact that although they were opponents, the two men conducted themselves with such great camaraderie and sportsmanship. Admirable, in my opinion.
These four teacups being supervised by the little bird represent the great
afternoon I spent today with three friends doing scrapbooking.
But we didn't just scrap.....we laughed, joked, had a super lunch, stuffed ourselves with chocolates, koeksusters and tea and coffee! It's a lot of fun getting together with our stores of the paraphernalia that goes with scrap-
booking- the best part is digging around in other people's treasures and being able to use stuff you never thought of buying for yourself.
The peace of God which passes all understanding - something that descends upon the troubled heart that is totally above our comprehension, except we know it is real.
How do we navigate the storms of life, pain, sorrow, disappointment, discouragement plus many other equally tough things? We keep on keeping on in the strength of the Lord. There is an ongoing whisper in the soul that repeats this line: 'be still and know that I am God.'
So you and I can be still.
He has it under His control.
Oh yes!
I just love this little piece of art which conveys so much to me! Like, the one on the left has to be the female of the pair, getting shot of the five thousand words we females are said to store up per day. This would especially apply to the stay-at-home mothers who either have no conversation all day, or only get to chat to their children; when dad arrives home, it all gets unloaded into his willing or unwilling ear - all he needs to say from time to time is 'yes dear.'
The bird on the right is not even doing that......he's totally gone off into catatonia!
