Tuesday the 22nd

There is s a time to slow down and I am finally learning that lesson for the sake of those i love. For me to make effective changes, Quality Jesus Time is necessary. My home was incredibly peace-filled with my QTJ and the steam cleaning the upstairs. My evening with my husband was so sweet and lovely because I was nudged to intentionally save that energy. Turns out, foot rubs can really warm up frozen toes and human hearts. What another humbling lesson for me to just let Jesus lead me in everything in blind obedience.

It was a much slower “day off” for me, especially considering I was blessed with an empty house for the first time in five weeks. Normally, I would have gone “ninety to nothing”. Fun times, seriously! I could have cleaned out the entire bonus room if my left hamstring wasn’t being a bit of a wanker. I just knew that if I did everything I wanted to do, my energy would not be right when Mark arrived home. We have our Small Group tomorrow night and the last thing I needed to do was “over-do” anything.

Just me and Jesus, His Word, catching up on the phone and doing some steam cleaning. The biggest thing on my personal page was sharing Sweet Pea Salón Suites. Lord, please forgive the disappointment I felt in my heart that their church has somehow forgotten how to Love You and Love People. It is not my place to judge. I know better. You also know exactly what it hurt my heart to be the third person to like her new business page. Not a single member of the church, many of whom are clients, shared a single post from her new business. Thank you for listening to me beg for our mutual helper to “get poking” . 💜✝️💜.

Forgive me, Lord. I know they all adore her and her entire family. Please show me which beauty industry friends and customers I know who may benefit from the August 1 open house.

Looking at old photos today was very grounding for me. It’s a fun little part of how the Holy Spirit teaches me things. In this photo, my kiddos are on the left and I am seven in the photo on the right. old. My daughter is my mini-me in countless ways. She is even more exceptional in her differences. It’s sublime to be so understood on a deeper level than most parents by both of my children, in different ways. Grateful doesn’t scratch the surface!

Thank you, God, for the bajillion-plus time, for my children. Thank you for making it clear that I have never idolized them; I have always idolized YOU for giving me babies when doctors said it was so unlikely. My kiddos have always been Jesus to me. “Seek Sunshine” came from his lips first and Sunshine was her Fifth Word. +squee* I love you so much. 💜✝️💜

I could hear Morgan at seven with all her Sass. I wrote down many of the amazing things they did and said as toddlers and elementary school age back on MySpace 2004-2009. Fun expressions, outrageous humor and stupendous heart were evident to every person who ever met them. Some of those expressions replayed looking at the photos.

Only the Holy Spirit can retrieve post menopausal long term memories. 🤣. Thank you, Father God, for the tremendous joy and peace in my heart.

With it vividly replaying again as I type this, may I remember the innocence once again restored today on my spirit.

Yes, Lord. Thank you for reminding me of why you want us to love like children.

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It’s kinda cute to me how after the big surges with the Holy Spirit, time is spent learning why and how so many things are interconnected. Oh, how I treasure my children ! However, it was made clear to me I have not idolized them. I have always, always, ALWAYS idolized only the Master of the Universe. There is no name higher than Jesus.

I also came across some photos of my bestie on the day Junior was born. 💜✝️💜. I can’t share a picture of my biggest Bible notes for the day because I wrote my besties new address, effective August 1, smack dab in the middle of the page. The stand out was Mary not belittling the gifts God gave her and how we should never belittle the same.

What stood out on our “Catch up call” was how Casey described the process of getting ready to move. “It has been good…but, it has been ALOT”. How apropos 💜✝️💜

Thank you, Lord, for all you have done, are doing and will do. I love you so very much.

Monday Miracles

Wowza! What an amazing day. It seems the devotionals in my prayer closet, by my kitchen sink and the one at the Smyrna Shop are all working together in beautiful ways. This morning, I was nudged HARD to text the father of the kids in need of educational funding, to ensure we did not step out of line in any way. By all accounts, I thought I would have heard something by now. So, I texted that there was 4K ready for distribution, but we wanted to do it whatever way works best for them.

The next customer in was Mister Troy and we had an amazing Godversation. Learning about his intermittent fasting led to Jesus Jug talk. Ultimately, learned how he bought his cross the day before they were scheduled for invitro fertilization and learned she was pregnant. What a wonderful testimony! He is excited to return for more Godversations.

Almost immediately, the father called me instead of texting a reply. I knew God would be in that conversation. As it turned out, the meeting with the school was postponed more than once last week. He had just received an email this very morning asking for a meeting at 2 pm today! Long story short, we took the opportunity to pray over the meeting, for obstacles to be removed and for God to get all the glory. I immediately spoke with my husband and we prayed similar in confirmation. When the meeting concluded, he was in the shop telling me the REDUCED NEED of 22K down to about 10K! Praise God, indeed! Moreover, this was very faith-affirming for his beautiful bride, Amber.

As he purchased his items and was leaving, Amber texted about the tuition being paid early. Within another hour, he was back with his wife and all three girls. Oh, how they stole my heart. Of course, I did a cartwheel for them. “Big Brooke” broke into the biggest smile imaginable! Afterward, Sweet Bianca spent a few hours visiting. I just feel overwhelmingly blessed and grateful. Thank you, Lord.

Rest with Jesus

Yesterday, I posted this to Facebook and did not mention it in yesterday’s post. It would be impossible to write down every single thing God does in our lives. The call to me is to write down some big things and some little things, too. It feels good to do what the spirit says in obedience and trust everything will come together in His Timing.

I have written about Nichol, Lila and Hailee here in My God Room. My prize before bed is getting to read the old posts to see what is clearer or not. It’s a fun little Holy Spirit game.

Today we listened to Part 7 of Let’s Get Healthy series by Waters Church. What an amazing message and completely on point for all I have experienced in the past two months. Thank you for that divine humor, Father God.

Resting with you can very much appear like not slowing down to the world. I love the six hours worth of rest you give me in a half hour of worldly sleep. I love, love, LOVE our relationship and seek to improve it daily.

While I poured out much love in several places, the biggest messages were on my Facebook Post from yesterday about meeting my Georgia Angels. No doubt, my three lessons before the sermon were fueling the love-bombing. Mark 11, Psalm 24 and Hebrews 4. 💜✝️💜

What is hilarious to me is I know we talked about the shared birthdays of my son and Johnny’s mama, Aleen , more than once. Still, the Holy Spirit reminded me of many connections and answered prayers of the past 60 days. I was called to “write it down” and it took ALOT. 🤣. Easier to read in text than from a photo.

Brenda Ware Scearce, Agreed!!! It is super cool to look back and see His Hand on all of it. We loved the special times we shared together , as well. I love that we were also able to have FUN over wings/beers, cleaning up the graveyard debris and celebrating together at your granddaughters birthday party, despite Mark being unable to make those trips.

Please know I treasure every minute, too. I just confirmed the party was, in fact, 2/5/23. That weekend at Donald Mull amd Jode Pottorff Mull’s was the exact weekend I texted Mark and told him we we needed to get to Italy before year end! So much more to the story…but connecting those experiences to the same weekend is very helpful to me, so thank you.

Dates do matter if a person has been called to remember them.

As far as getting Johnny’s Journey documented, start sending me a few pictures from your journal! The facts must be outlined and chronicled before filling in the details. October (what date) 2020, Johnny entered the hospital. Since the story is about the miracle delivered through his COVID healing journey, it seems vital to have all the medical minutiae outlined before then overlaying the personal story telling.

Just a thought…being shared 2.5 years after our first Godversation about the book on your hearts.

Lynne H. Van Atta, would Dale be able to confirm “best biography adjacent book principles” for us? Or, let me know if what was just placed on my heart makes good book writing sense for my cousin?

What say you, Katy Bowser Hutson? Is there a best practice to “PLAY” around with book flow?

Brenda, Mark and I have not been out of town together for even one full weekend since being blessed with three weeks in Italy( Sep/Oct 2023! Huge paradigm shift because politicians want people to return to cigarettes instead of vaping. So, we run bare bones staff these days.

Regardless, our last shared trip to Blue Ridge was the month prior for Marks birthday. My personal last trip was for Marie Mull’s funeral in 11/5/2023.

Hmmm. Birthdays and Funerals…

We just discussed this morning my heart to drive to have brunch in Blue Ridge. It is NOT ridiculous to drive three hours for love! 💜✝️💜 It just keeps coming up in huge ways. Mamaw Ruby would have been celebrating her 100th birthday on July 29, 2025, if the Good Lord did not call her home 5/8/81.

God Willing, I will be at The General Ledger for a late 2 pm brunch next Sunday, 7/27/25. I want to walk across the bridge named for my great grandfather in McCaysville and mosey over to enjoy our favorite local specials at The General Ledger with local loves. The hatch chile cornbread is on me. 🤣

It will not break my heart to also pick up dinner at The Black Sheep and smell it as I drive home. We can eat that meal while we both work Monday, July 28. Just a nifty way to extend the Sunday vibes.

Yeppers, that is the plan for me.

Open invite for anyone who has time to join me for a meal next Sunday afternoon in Blue Ridge, Georgia. Totally understand time is limited for everyone, not just us.

God bless and keep everyone!

Other than that there was a love bomb to The Murray’s. I think I want to pray more about how to “lovebomb” them better. They are so much more than a lovely family across the street. I delivered the cookies Rachel kindly baked with some goats milk soap , stickers for all six kids and safety matches as a reminder of how grateful I am for their spiritual support. This, after being delayed because I was writing in a card for them and visited the wife’s profile for spiritual inspiration.

I searched for “life verse” and got deluged with mutual love for Rich Mullins. This much goodness just needs more time to process.

Until tomorrow, I shall continue my sauna and be grateful for this glorious day. God bless and keep all who read anything in My GodRoom. 💜✝️💜

Saturday Shenanigans

Began the day in Jeremiah 5- There is much I will not write here but is noted to cement my memory. I woke with 3G image in my head and quickly found something close to it.

I quickly noted in ten days, my Mamaw Ruby would have been celebrating her 100th birthday had she not passed May 8, 1981. Something about this year being her 100th sparked something in thought.

The study notes are on point for Widows and Orphans in both JER 5 & 6. 💜✝️💜With the intent to keep things light and jovial today, I was nudged to write out the story of how I met three Elli-Jays The first comment was another cousin’s wife telling me she taught Hailee in the fourth grade! How cool is our God to include everyone in His Story. ✝️

Back to cleaning our Master Bath

Overwhelmed in the best and most beautiful ways. I could never thank you enough or begin to try without Jesus. 💜✝️💜

3G Text

Because these women know I have written this exact text to them today and understand the purpose behind it, I am free to use their given names.

This was a simple text to Miss Eva this morning, sharing the products added from Miss Linda’s business. Her response was used mightily today! #WOJOY is my favorite new acronym. 💜✝️💜

Sent just after 11 am.

It still needs to be “cleaned up” to make it read “clean” to others. I am NOT sharing Linda’s beautiful and extensive responses. They are, however, confirmation of everything God put on my heart. it took four plus hours to rewrite and send to Linda and Eva. It’s now 8:42 pm, my hubby is soon to be out of the tub.

Obedience requires I share what the Holy Spirit ensured I wrote down today.

Linda, yay for the prices all being accurate! Super excited to share all your goodies and get more sold for you. I believe God has big things planned for you, Eva and myself to do together. No clue what those things may be, only that it would be a sin for me to not write it down the best I can. Lord, please help this flow in a way which makes sense to all three of us and honors YOU at every turn.

No rush or long response required. I do have one simple question at the very end…how should I refer to your late husband?

First things first, I praise God for gentle corrections, along with everything else. I see now why my excited utterances to Eva could not be sent to her three- plus hours ago. I was meant to wrestle with it for hours and be gently corrected by my First Husband. It was meant to be that I send it to you at the same time.

Now that we’ve established it takes me a long time to process awesomeness, I must write out a Godversation which includes your husband, Linda. You are ONE in my heart and I don’t even know the name you called him. I flipped to Psalm 65-66 this morning and fireworks ensued! .

The first thing I did after studying commentaries on Psalm 65 and 66 was to add 11 categories of products for Parham Farms. I shared the excitement with Eva and the same screenshot my husband sent you, Linda.

Eva texted something about our hearts for widows and orphans. I am certain we touched on the “widows and orphans theme”, last night, Linda. Eva and I have gone deep diving into the topic together. You are the first “technically a widow” person to have products in our shop. The Holy Spirit loves to teach me things through His People and I’ve learned a ton from you both already! Thank you, both.

As one does, I like to give nicknames to make things clear. Instead of explaining a thousand times what I mean by #WOJOY, explaining it once where we are on the same page is ideal. Lots of words to start, but far less words later.

At the heart, #WOJOY is about the joy which comes from the only religion God finds worthy…that which serves widows and orphans of many varieties. know I did not get into #WOJOY with either of you yet. How ? Eva’s text was the catalyst God used to put #WOJOY on my heart and WO(E) to anyone who chooses to not hear or see or causes any little one to stumble. #WOJOY was born today into our first mutual Godversation. When God gives me a word, I must share it. 💜✝️💜

So, #WOJOY is ablaze from Eva’s sweet text. Instantly, I googled, ” survived by Linda Parham” to learn your husband’s name. Powerful. My mamaw was 55 when she died, but it was 44 years ago this past May 8. Your husband would have been 44 this year….

May 8-July 8…Eva has heard countless God Moves Between May 8 and July 8. The Holy Spirit loves to give me “bookends” to remember what He has done.

I was shocked I did not ask his name yesterday- but we also had tons of stuff to go through and so forth. Make sense? But I don’t know if you called him Matthew, Matt, Keith or something else. So, please do share the best way for me to refer to your love. Feel free to talk about him and your favorite things that you miss. Like which was his favorite jelly? 💜

Weird or not…odd or God as our Eva says- the insta nudge obit said he passed June 30. My sister just celebrated her 60th June 30 and there are other powerful God stories tied to June 30. But I couldn’t send the message because it felt too long. lol. A lot like this one to you, NOW. 🤣

I was writing Eva a novel about the connections – and how I did not know what you called him. Matt, Matthew or Keith. It’s been hours and how every obit says June 28.

Today, I guess I need confirmation as to which date he passed and what name you most often called him. More specifically, what name would you like for me to call him?

Confirmation she called him Matt and he passed on June 28, not the June 30 date first returned to me.

Thank you, Father God, for constantly showing up and showing off for me. Thank you for slowing me down and teaching me so much through “”all my girls”.

Slight reorg

Wednesday Wonderings

Cleaned out the trunk.

Removed tons of garbage and placed all of Marks “new things” together in the trunk.

Made salsa – finished it.

Cleaned out the Tupperware and storage area.

Frustrated that not one loaf of bread has been prepared in the gas or electric oven options. More than a week with zero progress and there just be consequences. Lord, help me, please.

Cleaned amd reorganized The PanTRY.

Took a long bath and left a great bath for Mark.

Thank you, Father God, for blessing the day from the start.

Leaving out a ton…intentionally so. I see what God has done and must wait for others to see what He has done. Until then, I shall continue soaking in the truth.

July 13.

The day the earth has stood still because of a scream from the depths of a very dark place. I need to sit with it and just let it dissipate. Memoriesnfeom 14 years ago are making me smile and ponder the sacredness of tears.

And it all started with Matthew 18. 💜✝️💜

Burdens Lifted @Trader Joe’s

More to write later when I figure out the path forward.

For now, a few images to remember the awesomeness which is Trader Joe’s and the wonderful souls who poured such love into me.

No time to write about heart breaking stuff when there is so much more uplifting stuff Thank you, very much, Jesus.

Oh, Jaionna stole my heart with that sunshine flower artistry. Literally told her how to message me because my phone was dead. Reached in my purse and BAM. One percent enough to turn on and snap this pic.
Monse (pronounced SAY) and Chloe 💜

Amazing day began with Jesus giving me an easy way to relieve burdens for both myself and those who may or may not enjoy the stories on my heart. How about “they” can always assume X- and never Y- unless I specify. Even with my husband, he doesn’t need to hear the fifty God stories. He’s excited, to be clear. However,too many details and too much talking is just too much.

It seems to be working. Please Lord, keep guiding us. Right now, it’s up the stairs with ice I go. Thank you, Father God. For all of it. I love you.