Mourning,Positive Messages,Daily Devotional,Daily Devotionals,Christy Ethridge,Christy Webster,Inspirational Writing

Messages in the Mourning

This is a re-post of an article written during one of the most trying points of my life. It has been a “Private” post for a long time…but now in honor of the Lenten Season, here it is in its Revised Rendition (aka excessively unpleasant details have been removed for you). I offer it as a story of Faith…

“Pray About Everything. Worry About Nothing.” Yeah, Right! (easier said than done)

(This is a revised article I wrote in February of 2011. It is as true today as it was then…maybe even more so. Wonderful things can happen when we decide to step out in Faith. We are not made to be a vase of cut flowers that are brilliant for only a short time. We…

Love Letters to My Children

This is a re-post of an article from a few years back …and Valentine’s is upon us again! Thank you, all parents, who do your very best in whatever situation you are in. Your unconditional love means more to your child(ren) than you know. Keep up the good work:)

“At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, ‘Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?’ He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said: ‘ I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me.'” Matthew 18:1-5

“Like little children”…hhhmmm. My Study Bible says that means “Trusting and unpretentious.” Og Mandino, one of my favorite authors, says this: “Never will I allow myself to become so important, so wise, so dignified, so powerful, that I forget how to laugh at myself and my world. In this matter I will always remain as a child…”

Can I live as an adult in this world with all of the responsibilities that entails and still see the world as a little child? I hope so.

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In the Center of the Storm

This is an article that I originally wrote on April 16, 2011. A lot of things have changed since then… I am not a single mother of four…I am a VERY happily married mother of six. I am in a home and in a community where I feel like me again. Things are not perfect,…

I Have Seen Yesterday, and I Love Today

My writing and my life are often mirror images…one and the same. My writing reflects my thoughts, feelings, hopes, pains, worries, and my dreams. I haven’t written lately…not because  I don’t have anything to say, but because I have so much  to say that I feel frozen.  I  feel frozen  in my life right now too. I have so…

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Signs in the Sky, Sand Castles, and A Destination

This morning on the way to school my youngest daughter asked me, “Do you remember the time that we saw all of the Sea Gulls in the sky?” It was an amazing spectacle. One of the biggest “WOW!” events that has ever happened to me to be sure…but they weren’t sea gulls, they were Pelicans.…

“And did you get what you wanted?…I did”

Motherhood is a quick and complete submersion into a brand new, indescribable world.  It is like nothing else. Yes, it is messy and at times terrifying, but it is also dazzling… blindingly beautiful. The moment that I looked upon the face of my newborn child, my life was transformed. In a split second, without even realizing the shift had occurred,…

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“Love Her” ~ If You Can’t, it is YOUR Issue, Not Hers

Unexpected Gift,Surprise Gift,Sweet GiftToday, like yesterday, I am re-posting an article originally published in March of 2011. This past summer I removed many of my earlier articles from public viewing until I had a chance to re-read them and revise them. There is nothing in them that was wrong substantially…there were just some things that were too much for some people to handle…as Jack Nicholson says in A FEW GOOD MEN, “You want the truth? You can’t handle the truth!” … I am going to give people only what they can handle. It is still REAL – it is just more palatable. And, again, I am not in the same place (literally and figuratively) as I was back then. It is less important to me whether you know or understand my story specifically as it is important to me that you understand that there are injured people in the world that need help and support and love. They are trying to feed and protect and care for their children and at the same time ward of attacks from every angle. My new friend Megan has written important messages in the blog www.cryingoutforjustice.com. Her article “Love Her” sparked me to re-post an article from September 2011 yesterday and this article from March 2011.   I hope you will look up Megan’s articles, and read this one as well. Thanks.

Each of us HAS and IS a gift.  The ONE Gift that I appreciate the most, especially right now in my life,  is the person who has the ability to approach any one… no matter how unapproachable a person seems… or how good or bad a person’s life is going in that moment. It is a Great Gift to be able to treat others with generosity, dignity, respect, concern and LOVE. If there is one lesson I want to learn in this life, it is how to look beyond a person’s circumstances, to remove my own preconceived notions about good/bad or right/wrong and TO SEE the PERSON… not their “problem”. I want to have the confidence to approach that person and still be me… to reach out with a spirit of giving and caring and compassion and let them know that I KNOW that they are more than where they are at the present. They have a past, and they will have a future and that I care for them no matter what. That is really how I want to be…I am not there. And in a perfect world, that is how I wish that people would be with me.

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Wake Me with The Morning Light

Wake me with the morning light, Cades Cove,Sunrise in the SmokiesI don’t know about you, but I wish that when I was an impressionable wee lass that adults would have been a little more considerate of my nighttime fears. The thought of laying in my big bed alone (not counting my 39 stuffed animals)…in the dark (not counting my 4 night lights and the hall light and the bathroom light)… I could still hear the  floor boards creaking  and the wind moaning and tree limbs scratching on the window…and the sound of the TV too low to hear but loud enough to tell me that my mom and dad were at the other end of the house. What’s in the closet behind the clothes?  Did I just see the closet door open a little? Wasn’t it closed just a minute ago? What’s under the bed?  Is it going to grab my ankle and pull me under and eat all of my flesh and only leave my bones and the cartilage on my ear tops and my nose tip?

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A Brilliant Idea

For the next few days…maybe weeks, I am going to re-visit and re-post some of the articles that I first wrote almost two years ago. When I began writing my blog I was in a very “different place” figuratively and literally than I am now. Several months ago I removed many of my earlier writings because like all living things do, I had grown and changed and the words did not necessarily speak for who I was or where I was anymore. In trying to move on I did a form of “house-cleaning”, and I made private my earlier writings until I could read them through to see if they represented who I was and who I wanted to represent. The articles that originally appeared have been modified (some barely, others thoroughly). I am not interested in keeping a journal of mistakes and memories. I do not care to cling to hurts. I would rather explain how I got to the present and explore the future…so I hope that you will read and enjoy my revised writings. Peace.

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First published in its original version January 2011. Revised November 2012.

A thought out of nowhere, connected to nothing…it flashes in a burst of brilliance straight into my unsuspecting mind….A thought, that in the moment, seems so profound that I know without a doubt that it will sear itself permanently into my brain… A thought so wonderful and life changing, so illuminating, that  I am positive that it will stay with me forever and always…

Inevitably though, earth-shaking notions come to me while I am driving down the interstate at 70 (or so!) with no pen, pencil or paper and no safe way to make a note to myself.  Or, I might solve a few of the world’s problems while standing in the grocery store’s shortest but slowest line, and by the time the debit card has been swiped, so has my mind.

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Let Me Down Easy

Yesterday afternoon my 13-year-old son and I took a walk. We never take walks together but there is always a first, and hopefully it won’t be a last! This child of mine is a brilliant kid – he literally came out of the womb talking. Of course we couldn’t understand him, but he seemed to understand…