Guest Posts

Are You someone who adds ‘An Elegant Touch…’ to all that You do?  Are You a ‘crafty person,’ too?  Do You have thoughts about paper crafting or any kind of hand crafts?  Would You like to share Your thoughts and photos about some of your favorite projects and be highlighted on my blog?  I’d love to have you submit a Guest Post to share with me and with those who visit here -

Contact me with Your ideas and we’ll go from there.    Ldb1408 (at) aol (dot) com

Here are a few Guidelines to keep in mind -

• Limit to no more than 500 words.
• Use spell check before submitting.
• Cut and paste your text into the body of the eMail (rather than attaching it in Word, etc.)
• Make sure you include your bio (2-3 sentences) and a link to your blog or website.
• Attach photos, if you want, and only if you have permission to use them.
• Submission does not guarantee publication.

I look forward to hearing from You!

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Here is a Guest Post I wrote for Elizabeth's blog:  Transitional-Woman.blogspot.com
7/16/12

 

Even to your old age and gray hairs I am He, I am He who will sustain you.

 I have made you and I will carry you, I will sustain you and I will rescue you.

Isaiah 46:4

   

“Mirror, Mirror, on the wall –

            Where’s the Young Woman who had such Great Hope for it all?...”

When was it that she had walked through That Door? 

You know – That Door that led from the busy-every-single-moment-of every-single-day –

 cooking-baking-cleaning, piles-of-laundry, never-ending-yard-work,

monitoring-homework-and-chores  –

 constant-chatter-and-laughter-of children -

showing-guidance, teaching-values, loving-more-than-life Door -

That Door that led from that wonderful, hope-filled, comfortable, fulfilling place of Then –

to this place of Now…

This place of empty, quiet, alone, unneeded, unwanted, uncared-about and uncared-for –

            This place that might be for Others, but not HER –

For those who had not cared-enough, tried-hard-enough, done-enough, loved-enough…

            But SHE had.  And more.

So she had never expected to go through That Door – from vibrant living to not ‘living’ at all. 

Merely existing.  Watching.  Waiting.  Wondering. 

Wondering how SHE had walked through That Door – making the transition to This…

She knew that God was with her. 

She talked to Him ‘without ceasing’ in this Now, even as she always had in the Then.

She still didn’t have answers as to how she had come to This –

where she’d made the ‘wrong turn in the road’ that had led her to Here. 

Hopefully, He would let her know – sooner, rather than later.

Yes, God was Here in the dark of the night – in the empty of the day –

He was the One Who had brought her thus far –

and He would walk with her until the Next Door opened –

and He welcomed her Home.  Even so…Come…

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My Guest Post for Katy’s blog - ExperiencedBadMom.com  - 2/2012

Once upon a time…there was a young man and woman … (So begins the favorite bedtime story of ‘said Porcelain Doll’…)  The young woman knew she wanted a large family and she prayed and prayed that God would provide…  Ten and a half long, pain-filled years later, He answered her desperate prayers of, “Lord, we’ll take ANY child!” with His unmistakable (yet unknown-at-the-time) sense of humor…  ”Have I got ONE for YOU!”

The new parents had decided that rather than hiding all of the special antique items openly used and displayed in their home, they would merely teach their children to ‘not touch’ and appreciate antiques.  At about 6 months of age, the Porcelain Doll God had given them was pulling herself up to stand by the Victorian marble-top coffee table adorned with a delicately fragile heirloom candy dish set on crocheted doilies. 

The Mother smiled, shook her head and said, calmly but firmly, “No, no, Dear - You mustn’t touch Mama’s Pretties…”  Whereupon, the lovely Porcelain Doll with the Golden Eyes held the mother’s gaze without blinking - reached her hand out - touched the treasured dish - and said with those Golden Eyes, calmly but firmly,  “I will!”

In that instant, the Mother knew that the road ahead would be rocky…and it has been…  But God knew that where He had placed the Porcelain-Doll-with-the-will-of-steel was the Best Place for both of them.  A few years later, when Chuck Swindoll wrote, The Strong-willed Child, the Mother read it immediately and voraciously, in hopes of finding solutions to the problems they faced with the Porcelain Doll.   There was nothing in it that they hadn’t dealt with or tried. 

The Rocky Road has led them all places they’d never have expected - and much of it painful -  Unlike the fairy tale that began, they haven’t ‘all lived happily ever after’…  God’s answer to that young mother’s prayers and the deep, abiding, unending love that He gave her to share (even when many others said, “Give up on her!”) has allowed them to come through it all and ‘out on the other side.’  Our Heavenly ‘Father did know best…’

P.S.  No antiques - or children - were harmed in the making of this life story.

P.P.S.  The beautiful Porcelain Doll is now 32 and has 2 Dolls of her own - JUST LIKE HER!  *Smile!* 

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