As we gaze upon the fields of harvest with its grains of golden wheat we anticipate our kitchens filled with aroma of bread with –
red apples fallen from the apple tree!
“The harvest is plentiful but the [workers] are few”
But the harvest is not only fruit of the land for under the autumn sun are those awaiting the Sacred call of the great Harvest of Heaven when all is done!
The increased fertility of the soil from its lying fallow one year out of seven!
We all need rest but find little time to pursue it!
It seems beyond our grasp with the demands of our daily challenges, our cares and concerns to live in a world beyond our existence!
An ancient tradition from long ago was given, that the land may rest every seventh year, called a – Sabbatical Rest! Like the weekly Sabbath set aside for all to rest – a reminder of our dependence on God for all of our provisions!
The Book of Leviticus Chapter 25:4 The Book of Genesis Chapter 2:2-3
It is often hard to know what to say to someone that has lost a loved one to suicide – and also to someone who has attempted, but not completed it!
Reflections on Grief and Compassion for this devastating loss
‘Beyond Blue‘ * is an organization specializing in mental health issues and offers support regarding suicide prevention services
After my lose of a loved one to suicide I knew others meant well and cared, but had a lack of words to express their sympathy. Sometimes just to allow a person to be present and still with your grief is all that is needed!
My loss came shortly after I had made a life changing move to reach out furthering my goals in life. I was turned upside-down and found myself suddenly going in a different direction. I suffered blame for having done this – if only I hadn’t left the situation and been present to help him, it would have been alright. I had to move to a different location to seek resources to support me in this loss. There are many resources available just a few of many listed below –
Find A Support Group
988 Suicide and Crisis Lifeline 800/273-(talk)-8255
The American Foundation for Suicide Prevention Lists US and International Support Groups as a public service
*Beyond Blue – After a suicide loss providing information to help manage grief and ways to support someone
May each person dealing with this loss find compassion and understanding
A Reflection of the celebration of the creation of our world!
Celebrating the Jewish New Year!
Of the creation of the world and of Adam and Eve!
TEN GIFTS – spoken in the beginning of time – from The Creator of LIGHT and LIFE!
May we reflect on our lives as well –
“For every good gift and every perfect gift is from above. . . from the Father of lights in whom there is neither shadow nor turning” *
but where to begin is the question
It is not too late to look within, to do what we have feared, but where to begin is the question Darkness is no darkness to Him as we summon the world to remember our things said and unsaid leaving us despondent But don’t give up – remember The One who created our world speaks light to a troubled mind!
Familiar with the desert and its harsh existence burning sand and wind-worn hills scavengers consuming the very existence giving little hope of a fertile land –
When an unexpected hand reached down, a clearer picture was seen with running streams and fruitful plains! A rich banquet had been prepared with enough to spare!
Sitting on a bench reflecting on her life, there is a longing in her heart why had not her formative years been spared?
But the promise rang true “The years the locust have eaten have not been wasted they will be restored” ** The bumps and ridges of dry desert sand truly had become bridges to a better land!
A Metaphoric Reflection
Her humble house stood in array The kitchen table with empty chairs is saddened, in the cupboards are antagonists chewing
Lowly locusts with their flatulent bellies and bulging eyes inch their way through grubby cabinets . . . a cry is heard as smoke comes through the door It is sad, this house is now ashes but it has to be
The scavengers of earth must bow in solemnity to the sacred word
The cabinets are no longer stirring gnawing has ceased as the locusts retreat
This girl of dust is no longer a wanderlust Her house has become a home glowing within, she would like to invite all to come and eat, there is plenty of room at the table A table draped in white linen, bread and drink fully given, candlelight reflecting the faces of those no longer hidden!
These are selected verses from my book “The Wanderlust”
IN life’s deepest sorrow when it seems the pain is too much to bear, the scrapes and bruises and festering wounds, leave a vessel marred until there is no place to go, but back to the Potter’s wheel from which we were made!
Of colored earth, a vessel was made, a piece of clay formed at the potter’s wheel, baking perfect and good.
Taking His paddle with a scoop of earth, tempering on the spinning wheel, the rotating force makes me dizzy with its busy motion. The knife of the potter scrapes the unneeded clay, baking again and sealed once more, a new vessel in the hand of the potter!
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