Shilah Writes

There seems to be a lot to disagree on and be passionate about these days, even in the same household. You can no longer be neutral or quiet about what you believe about politics, God, or medicine. I’m sure there are more platforms in which we can find a debate or argument, but I pick these three because they are the ones that I face in my world. A thing that hasn’t changed, is that the one with the loudest voice and the most words wins. Or at least on the surface, this person feels he won because he was heard. The rest of us who are thinking and trying to form a thought, heard more noise than reason though, and how we felt was that we were bullied into listening to a debate we did not support or hold as truth. And that we never got a word in edgewise. So here is my word edgewise. I believe, we as believers of our Lord Jesus, need to hold above all medical reports, news debates, conspiracy theories and truths about God, to the Word of God. If what we think we are agreeing with does...

I feel rusty. With writing publicly. I have not been on a vacation. It has rather been the opposite of a vacation. Is there a word for that? While I was doing my opposite of vacation, I kept after a daily account in my journal. I filled a small notebook in two months time with my daily thoughts and quandaries.   The entries are full of praise, thanksgiving, and adoration for life. Not true. The entries are full of reality and the goodness of God at work. A lot of the goodnesses are only recognized later. Not on the date given.  I wish I could tell you that as I packed boxes for storage, and moved into our rental, I stayed fixed and focused on the greatness of our God, that the commotion and chaos did not disrupt me in any way. I made attempts. I did fly to that place of quiet rest. Pretty often. And I might not have pulled off calm and serene, but I did find a lot of peace in making the decision to dwell on the Most High God. After a couple months of exercising our trust in Go...

  Good Morning, I haven't been here in a while but I have been writing almost everyday. I wish I could tell you I've unlocked a secret to living a life of praise and joy, but I think this challenge might become a lifelong journey. And that's ok. Because what a wonderful pursuit!   I did write a little thing one morning as I was in the middle of a muddle. Did you ever get stuck in your own mire of worry or fear? Have everyday trials of trying to communicate love to others and falling far short of your mark bewildered you... and you wonder why bother? I think this is why we should bother...                                 To Look Beyond To look beyond... The problem and  difficulty The lack of The mistakes and  flaws The chaos and disorder To see more than... The apparent and obvious The painful  The glaringly pointless The jack in the box thing that won't stop surprising you Beyo...

  How can I tell you more about joy and rejoicing without sounding preachy and like I know anything? Because I do know more about joy every day. And it is worth preaching about. But you have to be there to understand it. IYKYK...But please! Can't it be put into words? After my last blog post, I went home and had to practice rejoicing in an extremely difficult situation. My suffering and pain was, as usual, of the emotional kind. Some of us are given this gift of getting to experience the highs and lows without very much level ground. I'm calling it a gift because this is the way through to rejoicing. How I think about the trial in my story changes completely if I can recognize that God is with me in it. Not denying that there is a trial. But lifting the trial to Jesus to carry and rejoicing in what He is doing that I cannot see. Trusting and resting in Mighty God for His care of me in what feels like rejection and sorrow. And smiling through the tears. Because I joy in Him. I f...

  Sometimes you have to dig deep to know it tho...  Whether or not you see it or feel it, it is true. God truly does load us with benefits and goodness. I sat on a beautiful beach chair recently at an idyllic setting of sand and waves. The sky was blue, the sounds of happy people playing all around me. But I carried a broken heart. I was lonely and beaten. It felt heavy. So I sat pleading for God to show me joy and hope. There is often a reason for loneliness, being beaten and heavy, sometimes it is even legit. But it's not a place we want to stay. Also, in the moment, I tend to be very careful to whom I admit these things. Because God. He is doing a work in our hearts that is often messy and not so pretty.  There are days of all out kicking and screaming on the floor of my spirit that I have found can only be heard by Jesus. There is construction tape around the scene or maybe yellow tape indicating a crime.  The point is, we have to move on and find answers, healin...

  Good Morning,  I'm hoping this will be short. We'll see.  How was your 4th of July? I was given the sweet gift of quiet and alone on the fourth and it revived my soul. I worry about that sometimes but mostly I just enjoy it. I love my people, but I also love the quiet and thoughts and sorting and giving over to God. It's true, the tendency to over think and become too reflective is there, but also is the habit of talking out loud to God with no one around to witness it and my pouring over my Bible like digging for treasure. It's not like I'm pious or spiritual or that I'm trying to be holy so I can write down pretty words to sound good. It's more like like life blood. I need it to survive the blasts of living. My heart still aches with pain and suffering from the way the great big world turns to relationship losses I have personally experienced. I need Jesus time to survive what the heart cannot explain or the brain can comprehend. I fall back on the sweet...

  So very many ways to get off track...'prone to wander Lord I feel it...prone to leave the God I love'. I feel this deeply. There seems to be a pull in taking our eyes off Jesus every which way you turn. Everyday things happen innocently and before you know it you're smacked up side the head with a huge problem. If it's not your own dire need of help and wisdom, it's a friend, brother, sister, husband or child that is overwhelmed within his/her soul. If we aren't willing to recognize the things that keep us wandering lost, confused, frustrated, and in a constant state of dither...well then, my friend, you shall never have peace. And a Christ follower should be at peace. There should be a calm and joy hanging around his aura. Not perpetual harm and injury being done to self and others. Such as be the case when one is distracted from Jesus. So life has a way of taking you back home. Home to your roots and beginnings and the very core of your life. I recently went...