A handful of pebbles

I grew up along the North Norfolk coast but before we moved there we use to travel on the train from Norwich to Cromer and Sheringham every summer. Cromer had soft sand Sheringham had pebbles. As I sit here and type I have come up with a poem.
A handful of pebbles was placed in my hands,
The waves around me seam to get bigger but I held onto the handful of pebbles in my hand.
As I held on with all my might I noticed that they were leaving imprints in my hands.
Perhaps if I let go of one of the pebbles the one that I decided represented all the tears I cried.
The storm would go away.
So I let go of that one pebble thinking the waves would calm down instead the waves appeared to get bigger
So I let go of another this one represented hatred and the times I had said bad things about people.
Then I let go of another the times I had not forgiven myself.
Then another fell the times I had anger and I hurt people through my words.
So there I stood with one pebble in my hand holding on with all might.
I throw the last pebble into the storm and with all my might cried out, God I now give you my all, now calm the storm.
The storm did not calm immediately but in time the storm did calm down and once the waves had calmed and I was standing on the shore.
There at my feet were my pebbles and the words,"I have forgiven you."
Perhaps in all my storm that I now face I need to just cry out, "God I have given you my all."
Now I need to just wait at His feet.
Perhaps you can do the same.
Please have a cup of tea with me today.

Tears cried are never unnoticed.

I think I have cried a river this past year from my sister in law dying in April to my life been a roller coaster. I have cried so many tears alone and with friends. I was told years ago by a friend that God sees every tear that is cried he has them counted.
I often brushed off those words and thought nothing of them but as I sit here today not knowing if my children will stay in their school, not knowing how the house will be caught up and paid and the fact that the car is making noises and needs to be seen and oh yes there is Christmas and Birthday's around the corner. I am reminded that as I sit here alone wanting to cry yet another bunch of tears that indeed through it all I am not alone. A part of me feels like the end is near that good is in store like the best is yet to come. Yet blanket around me fingers tapping at the keys I feel in all my tears from my whole life even though I felt I cried them all alone God indeed did see them. In all my mistakes He had so much Grace and love for me.
So who knows where my road will lead or who will read this blog I do know one thing for sure that God has seen it in all and has good in store.
So in my moments and even yours when you cry a thousand tears know you are not alone indeed the storms may come and they may beat you until you can hardly take a breath God will bring you out of that storm.
Here's to our new tomorrow.
The photo's are on Cromer beach near where I grew up in the winter when the storms coming rolling in the sea can be treacherous.
Please have a cup of tea with me today.

The price of a kind word.

My children and I go to a very large church even by American standards we have been there about one year and still know hardly anyone. We have started going to a small church closer to our home on Wednesday nights and although I have to wear a skirt the family unit there is so nice. Yesterday we went there they had a potluck it was so nice people talked to us introduced themselves it was lovely feeling like a family. It made us forget that there was just the three of us sitting with this family. Kind words like I hope you will come back, a simple smile or can I take your plate meant everything. We take those all for granted until there are storms after storms in our lives and then we gravitate to those simple words. What is sad is those simple words should be heard every day of our lives. You might be going through a storm but a simple I care or a listening ear can mean everything to every single one of us. My mum was in tears today on the phone the fact that I listened meant the world. So take the time to say one kind word a day it will bring healing to you and many others. Honestly you can but try it.
The photo is off my Godmother she is in her 90's now. Her kind words meant so much to me as a child in a time of my life where I felt very lonely. But listen I took those words for granted try not do that, be thankful for the kind words that come your way.

Thank you so much Rosabelle.
Please have a cup of tea with me today.