As before

I wish sometimes that when I look at letter I know, to have the ability not to read it, or if I look at a picture not knowing  what it is and then get it, I wish I could go back to the state of not getting it but at the same be able to know it. 
I wonder if something like this could be possible except in cases of some loss or damage in the brain but then it does not make you able to know it at all.
I can never see myself without the changes that happened in my life. Was it good or bad! And I started to think that everything works this way. But it did not seem right... and a peaceful thought came to my mind that God does look at me, with my whole changes, as before, as His own image.

Gracious

Merriam-Webster Dictionary (online edition)

gra·cious

 adj \ˈgrā-shəs\

Definition of GRACIOUS

1

a obsolete : godlyb archaic : pleasing, acceptable

2

a : marked by kindness and courtesy <a gracious host>b : gracefulc : marked by tact and delicacy : urbaned : characterized by charm, good taste, generosity of spirit, and the tasteful leisure of wealth and good breeding<gracious living>

3

: merciful, compassionate —used conventionally of royalty and high nobility

— gra·cious·ly adverb

— gra·cious·ness noun

By the River...

Sometimes it seems to me that I am living on the edges of life and I feel many things are passing by me. But today I thought that it might be different, it might be that I am living at the edges of death at the other side of that river but sometimes my feet slip in it and it might give me a sense of belonging to it and it might carry me, but fortunately I have people around me poking me asking me what I am doing down there and showing me His hands stretched to take me again to the shore.


This reminded me a well of the Psalm 137: 1-6 (ESV)

How Shall We Sing the Lord’s Song?

1 By the waters of Babylon,
there we sat down and wept,
when we remembered Zion.
2 On the willows there
we hung up our lyres.
3 For there our captors
required of us songs,
and our tormentors, mirth, saying,
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
4 How shall we sing the Lord’s song
in a foreign land?
5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
let my right hand forget its skill!
6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth,
if I do not remember you,
if I do not set Jerusalem
above my highest joy!

So Many Legs!

I am always fascinated when I see my dog walking, in fact all dogs! How coordinate are their moves! Way too funny and cute how they go "in out in out in out"!

But to my pleasure, God created insects! They have so much more legs! It is amazing it is how they are so so synchronised! I imagine them doing a dance or treading lightly at a music they can only hear, and I believe even the best dancers and choreographers can not get to imitate their perfection even to the slightest degree- well except if it's Irish tap dancing!


This all fills me with wonder and gives me rest - to just watch my dog and these insects moving ! It is only a little story, a tiny  hint, of  how detailed and perfect God was when He created, how He set everything together in a very peaceful yet very organized way!

Bananas

Bananas are very cool! They go from green to nice shiny yellow to spotted soft yellow. The transformation process is very fascinating and the sweet thing is that it taste differently from stage to stage but still edible and always a good treat! 


I think bananas age with grace, the older the more dotted, the more dotted the sweeter. I hope I will age like a banana! 


And when we do a fruit salad at home we do not add the banana except just before serving the cup because if we open it too early it becomes black and ruined. I think I must shift this lesson to other things in my life too!

Eyelashes

I often wondered how God thought of eyelashes! But then I remember that He thinks of all pretty things. 
They are beautiful but no one would site them if they are naming body organs or mention they had an issue with them like head or stomach or even fingers. 
In fact very much unnoticeable and yet very noticeable when it comes to aesthetic, their role might not be so brilliant as my heart or my ears, but I could not think my face without them!
Oh and sometimes, just when it is crucial to their existence, they decide to fall in my eye and prove their power! You could not miss that!

God is not Pheonician

Pheonicians were renowned traders and merchants. They always ended up winning the deals: getting the best of all situations.
God took my worst at the highest price that could ever be paid and all my goods are already a gift from Him! I wonder if He could ever be a member of the High Pheonician Council of Merchants!
But now my worth  is His worth and my price is His Blood, dare I make a losing trade and waste His generous offer!!