Season of Rest

Season of Rest

When I took my break I did not know what to expect. There were plenty of things that have been neglected and needed done. In my mind I became June Cleaver and Mrs. Brady (forgetting Mrs. Brady had a maid). Not only would my life be all figured out but my home would be organized and clean.

It did not take me long to recognize how busy my life had become. My life was filled with many empty activities to keep me busy and to quiet the many thoughts going through my mind. I found out that it only silenced the voice of God.

The busier I became the more I organized my to-do list, my calendar and my time. It did not take long to discover that it was more time-consuming than it was helpful.

What was causing chaos in my life had to be removed. I had to de-clutter my life along with de-cluttering my never-ending lists.

There you have it, I am a list writer. I have a list for everything. I love buying new calendars because I can create new lists. I download free apps of lists and organization tools. But with all the writing of lists to structure my life I found out I was actually creating disorder. I was being over organized so much so, that my lists were the only things that were organized.

During this season of rest I became still, longing to feel my Lord’s presence and to hear His voice.

God was already there waiting for me let go of the busyness and the never-ending lists to return to Him. He displayed His presence in glorious sunrises and sunsets, and in the winter birds’ songs of joy at the start of the day. His voice was heard in the stillness of the morning and in the solitude of the evenings.

I am once again aware of God’s Presence.

I have finally become a Mary in a Martha world – sitting at the feet of Jesus.

Through each season of my life Jesus was there, is there and will always be there. This season of rest Jesus cleared a path for me to see clearly that God, our Father will always bring organization out of our chaos.

I rediscovered:

God is always with us regardless if our lives are chaotic or well-ordered.

Jesus points the way for us when we have lost our way to free us so we can worship God in every season of our lives.

Each season will bring us closer to an everlasting life with God the Father, Jesus His Son and His Holy Spirit.

There will be times when a season takes us to a place of rest – to our mountain. A place where we will worship God, offering Him our praises, and glorifying His Name in everything we do.

We do not need a to-do list for worship.


“LORD, you are my God; I will exalt you and praise your name, for in perfect faithfulness you have done wonderful things” Isaiah 25:1

“LORD, you are my God; I will exalt you and praise your name, for in perfect faithfulness you have done wonderful things”        Isaiah 25:1


“Exalt the LORD our God and worship at His holy mountain, for the LORD our God is holy” (Psalm 99:9)








{Sunrise picture by Patty Beggs}
{Praise picture and Mt Zion compliments of Google search}
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Meet Patsy

Meet Patsy

Meet Patsy

I am taking a small break from my break because I wanted to let you all know that I have been Peanutized!

Cee’s Photography did a nice article on becoming Peanutized.  In celebration of the new Peanuts movie they created this page where you can become a Peanuts character.

Since I was always called Peppermint Patty growing up I became Patsy – Peppermint Patty’s cousin.  Here I am with the Peanuts gang!

Have fun with it and share your Peanuts character with us.

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Taking A Break

be-back-soonI will be taking a break for the next few months.  After much prayer asking God to help me create more time for my writing, I get the same answer – time for a break.

There are some new projects coming up and finishing up some old. My experiences blogging will help me to set up a website for the church where I work. 

September begins Bible Study Fellowship and I feel God leading me to spend more time on prayer and preparing for class and less time writing on my blog.

There are changes coming and I will need to stay focused to keep up with them. Where God will take me from here I can’t say, but this summer God has taught me how to listen to His voice.  

I tried for the past few months to do it my way and we all know that gets us nowhere.  Sometimes we have to say goodbye to the things we enjoy so we can grow spiritually, even if it is not what our plans are.

So, with no regret only thanksgiving I am saying “be back soon” to blogging, to do what God is calling me to do.  No regret, because God is calling and thanksgiving because blogging has been a wonderful experience and a special gift from God as I had this chance to get to know all of you.

I am following in obedience to where God is leading me and looking forward to the new opportunities to serve God in new and exciting ways.  My prayer is to return to blogging but it will be in Gods time and not mine.

So like the sign says, I will be back soon.  May God bless each of you in a special way!

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One Summer Day

 One Summer Day 

A young girl laying on the green grass 

Watching the clouds float by 

Dreaming little girl dreams



 One Summer Day 

A young girl running carefree  

Chasing after butterflies and lighting bugs 

Wishes upon the stars



 One Summer Day 

A young girl looking to the clouds 

Sees angels, horses and other things 

Enjoying the last days of summer 

Before the school bell rings once again 

 Patty Beggs August 2015






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This Is The Day The Lord Has Made


“This is the day the Lord has made let us rejoice and be glad in it” Psalm 118:24 

Start your day with God’s joy in your heart.

What exactly is God’s joy? 

God’s Joy is not the type of joy people would normally associate with the word, such as happiness, delight, enjoyment or cheerfulness. It is the inner joy that only comes from knowing God.  

{ Joy is the infallible sign of the presence of God.― Pierre Teilhard de Chardin} 

Each day is a gift from God. Every morning when we wake up, we have a clean slate, a brand new day awaits us – a day that is filled with the presence of God. How exciting is that?  

God’s presence is all around us. We see God in the birds singing as the sun rises, the sound of children playing on a warm summer afternoon, in the smile of a friend, memories that warm our hearts and the colorful sunset on the horizon. All we need to do to experience God’s Joy is slow down, be still and watch in wonder as God reveals His presence to us.

So let us rejoice today and be glad as we experience the presence of God today and every day in our life.  




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Finding Hope In Cancer

Hope 115 years ago I heard the words none of us want to hear, “you have cancer”.

On July 9, 2000 I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. I was 38 yrs old, a non smoker with no family history of breast cancer. I was more concerned with developing heart disease from both of my parents and never gave cancer a thought.

During my physical I casually mentioned a lump I found a few weeks earlier to my doctor and he suggested I get a second opinion since it looked suspicious. My doctor came out as the nurse confirmed with me the appointment in Oct with one of our local surgeons, he then quickly interrupted and told his secretary to get me in that week with someone else, he did not want me waiting that long. At that point I knew it was serious, and it was.

I not only had a cancerous lump, I had cluster cells and cancer cells close to my chest wall. Three different types of cancer in three separate areas in one breast. In 2 weeks time my life turned upside down from a healthy 38 yr old to being diagnosed with breast cancer.

The next 8 months I will go through a mastectomy, chemo treatments and radiation; fears and doubts. I will also discover a deepening of my faith and trust in God.

God through His Word in the book of Psalms gave me hope and through His Son, Jesus, I discovered the God of Abraham, Jacob and David and the God of our hearts today. During the next year I will experience a healing, not physically but spiritually. Although physical healing did come in time.

Through my turbulent childhood and rebellious youth and subsequent marriage to a godly man, God prepared me for this cancer journey. My childhood taught me to persevere and Tom taught me about God’s love and mercy.

It was also through this journey that Tom and I both developed a deeper relationship with God and each other that would see both of us through dealing with cancer and other life events.

The important thing to remember is God never gave up on me even when I choose to go my own way. I am thankful He did not give up instead kept calling me to Him. Troubles still came but I never had to go through them alone, all I needed to do was to turn toward God.

God did not cause the breast cancer, but He used breast cancer and many other circumstances to draw me to Him and for me to discover who He created me to be. Truthfully, I would have chosen for God to intervene and not have cancer enter my body choosing a different, easier path to draw me to Him. But cancer did come and what someone told me I found to be true, God never wastes an opportunity whether it be a trial or a joy. God will use it to bring us hope, develop our character, teach us perseverance and to accomplish His purpose that will bring Him Glory and that it will always be for the good of His people.

Difficult times come for many reasons but it never means God is punishing you or turning away from you. I feel that is through these times that often bring us nearer and dearer to God.

If you are going through a difficult time right now, remember God did not cause your situation but He will use it to call you to Him and to develop you into the person He designed you to be.

I understand when things get so bad it is all you can do to get up in the morning, but take a deep breath, get up, and find the hope you need to overcome your obstacle. Look for God’s presence in all the situations in your life. Sometimes the hope you need is right in front of you. It has been my experience that big things come in small packages, the biggest blessings God gives us are often the littlest every day things in our lives .

I found God’s hope in cancer and recently in grief.  God’s hope is knowing that we have a secure and certain future.  It is a hope that we know deep in our hearts that God is our anchor during the storms of life and knowing He is in our present and in our future.  

My prayer for you is to find God’s hope whatever you are going through; the hope that will give you strength to prepare you for whatever you are facing and the hope that will encourage you and bring you spiritual healing.

Psalm 25: 4-5 “Show me Your ways, Lord, teach me Your paths. Guide me in Your truth and teach me, for You are God my Savior, and my hope is in You all day long.”

Psalm 34:17-18 “the righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; He delivers them from all their troubles. The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”

Psalm 46: 1-2, 10 “God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, …..Be still, and know that I am God.

Psalm 119:74 “I have put my hope in Your word” 

These are but a few hopeful words from Psalms. I encourage you to read Psalms and about those who cried out to God in their need and to keep this truth in your heart; God answered them and He will answer you.

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The Song

Picture from pinterest

Picture from pinterest

The Song                                                                                                           {A short story by Patty Beggs 2015}

As Amanda was picking up the toys that were strewn all over the floor, a song came on the radio.  It was the song that would always transport her back to that summer.   

As the familiar song played in the background she remembered another time and another place where she heard that song.  Soon she was back to that summer of 1970, the summer she turned 16 and the boy who would steal her heart.   

School had been out for a few weeks as the summer routine stated to settle into summer time fun.  This was the summer at the lake where she would met Matthew. 

Matthew and his family had just moved into the military post where both of their fathers were stationed.  He looked a bit older than his 16 yrs, tall, confident with the deepest brown eyes she ever saw.   

As Matthew arrived to the beach area at the lake near the post where they lived, Amanda quickly invited him to join her and her friends.  As a special song played they all introduced themselves to him and eagerly offered to show him the ropes of the post. Joey would know all too soon what it would be like to be the new kid again, he just finished telling everyone his father was being transferred and this would be his last summer there. 

Summer continued on, Matthew and Amanda always showing up at the same places.  It seemed fate was throwing them together. It was inevitable that Amanda fell in love with Matthew. 

Joey had left soon after, followed by Ann whose father had been killed in Vietnam, her mother was moving her little family back home to Idaho. Reality set in to everyone there.  Especially to Amanda, along with her best friend Ellie and her two other friends Michael and Laura who just found out their fathers would also be leaving soon for a tour of duty in Vietnam.  A few days later Matthew found out his father also had orders.  It would become not only a long summer but a long year of uncertainty for Amanda and for those she care about.    

By the end of summer Amanda and Matthew were inseparable, bonded by knowledge that their fathers may not return. That special song soon became their song as they clung to each other for support in the months ahead.   

Matthew was with Amanda when she said good-bye to her father and she was with him when he said goodbye to his father. The next 11 months of watching the news and waiting for their father’s return would become unbearable.  During this time they found young love.  Their special song would be a reminder along with the ring Matthew gave to Amanda that summer for the promise of a young enduring love. 

Summer turned into autumn, then winter and soon spring.  Fathers were returning home and one day her own father came home.  The same day Matthew and his family got word that his father was killed in action. 

Soon after Matthew’s mother left the post and returned home to Pennsylvania and Amanda’s father was transferred to Washington state.  They wrote each other and spoke on the phone often.  Soon Matthew enlisted in the Army and Amanda went to nursing school. And at what always happens life got busy and soon they lost touch. 

Amanda never took off the ring Matthew gave her that summer, it was a constant reminder of a lost love and deep friendship. 

Matthew kept a picture of a girl next to him as he went from post to post a reminder of lost love and deep friendship.   

Every time a special song would play both Amanda and Matthew would think of how they found love in the summer of 1970. 

Years went by and Amanda got a new job at the Army Military Hospital where she once lived.  It would be there 10 years later that she will find love one summer afternoon at a lake. 

A young man, tall, confident with the deepest brown eyes she had not seen in over 10 years walked in, just as a special song began playing.   

As Amanda thought back to the summer day 45 years ago she felt the touch of the man who stole her heart in 1970, as he hugged her and sang along to the words. They had kept a promise of enduring love they made to each other all those years ago. 

Soon grandchildren came running in as the older couple continued dancing. In the midst of laughter and chatter from little children, they only saw the young lovers they were in 1970.

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Choosing Love


When something happens like in the Emanuel AME Church in Charleston where people were gathered together in love – sharing that love by welcoming a newcomer into their church and then to have violence erupting, we ask why? The answer is painful, it happened because someone hated the color of their skin.

After all we think if we just love our neighbors, do what is right and accept each other than we will be loved in return, except it doesn’t work out that way. Wednesday night June 17 proved that. I read where the shooter said he almost did not go through with it because they were so nice, yet he did. He did not show their love in return because he had evil in his soul.

Countless number of men, women, children are being killed every day, around the world because of their faith in Christ or their ethnicity. Sadly it is not only in Charleston and it is not always black and white, it is everywhere.

Let us put aside our nationality, others accents (lets face it we all have accents) and put blinders on so we do not see color of skin or hair, or if someone is rich or poor. Instead let us focus on the person. Who are the people we see every day; the person standing in line with us at the store, the person who is sitting next to us at the lunch counter, the person walking down the street or the person who we pass to get where we are going?

How can you beyond what you see on the outside and instead see the heart that is beating inside of him or her?

What can you do to change your heart to truly see people instead of their differences, again lets face it we are all different.

What can we learn from this young mans life? What happened to him to make him so full of hatred? How can we heal from this horrific act especially those who were affected in Charleston, in the Middle East, in Africa and our own cities who face this every day?

There has to be an answer. Money is spent on programs, ministries and awareness yet nothing seems to be working. Each day the hatred in someone’s heart grows and does the unthinkable.

No matter what we do we cannot force people to “love” each other. We can do our part, show God’s love in practical ways, be a light of hope in this troubled world, but ultimately we all have free will to choose who to follow; God or satan. God = Love; satan = hatred

I have always liked this verse to me it represents the image of God.  “Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude.  It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.  Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things” (I Corinthians 13:4-7 ESV). God’s love is not fickle like our earthly love, here one moment and gone the next. God’s love is blind to the outward appearance but sees the heart of a person and goes into the depths of our souls.

Just like what Paul was telling the Corinthians and us today, Gods love goes far beyond what we think love is. God’s love is the image of God.

Loving someone who walked into their church doors, almost worked. The image of God was in the hearts of those people. But a young person choose hate. He turned his back on God and choose instead to kill.

Gods love spoke on Friday and again on Sunday. God’s image shone brightly through the families, the pastors and the citizens of Charleston. The families showed us Gods love by forgiving that young man and asked God to have mercy on him. In that act they presented to the world the image of God – His love that went beyond their grief and suffering.

Should we stop trying to “love one another”, putting money into programs, volunteering in ministries or being advocates by making people aware of the problem. No, because maybe the next time someone will choose Love.

What about you which do you choose? How will you love your neighbor?

God’s Love can break down the barriers of hatred but we all must live it not just say it. Start by looking beyond the race, religion or accent – look into the heart and see God’s love beating there – it is the same love that is beating in your own heart. It is the image of God

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Becoming A Writer

After a wonderfully busy 8 months leading a bible study group, I find now is the perfect opportunity to sit down to fulfill my goal of becoming a writer, as my life returns to some semblance of normalcy.

I even purchased a nice new desk, sitting in what was once the breakfast nook, it is nestled in houseplants overlooking my yard. Unfortunately it also overlooks my kitchen and  dirty dishes (ok who am I fooling, I will admit, I no longer cook –so I may have a dirty dish or two, but to me it looks like the picture!). Then there is the kitchen table that is now a “catch all” for everything that comes into the house.

I am ok in knowing my house will never be spotless. But when I sit down to write it seems everything in my being is drawn to the endless distractions from a cluttered kitchen table, bills ready to be paid and the to do list that has no ending.

The birds are singing – a light breeze comes in through in the window and my mind settles down from the long to do list in my mind, focused once again on the magic of words.

Then the dogs need out and as I finally get the creative juices flowing once again they want back in. Ok, deep breath give them their treats, a puppy hug and another cup of tea for me and I am ready once again.  Soon I am transformed back in time as my characters start to come to life.

As I look out my window there is a squirrel in the dogwood tree, so I watch him eat the buds until either he or I get bored. The cardinals fly from fence to tree branch and back again distracting me with their vibrant red colors.. Then there are the bunnies brave now that the dogs  inside, as they make themselves comfortable in the yard.  The doxies, Harrison and Silver are curled on the sofa and Snoopy sleeping by the front door dreaming puppy dog dreams. The house nice and quiet once again.

I turn back to my writing when what do I see – a dozen of my plants looking wilted and dry. Back from watering the houseplants, I stop to pick up a few things before heading back to my desk.

Fingers on key pad – I actually have a paragraph done!

Oh my gosh! I forgot about the laundry that needs to be put in the dryer and the clothes in the basket from the last laundry day need to be put away. So I fold a few things and hang up a few shirts so they do not wrinkle and throw the rest in my already overflowing laundry basket.

As I head back to my oasis I notice a few more things that need done,then get another cup of tea and a few good German cookies and sit back down to write.

But now all sense of writing has left so I reorganize my plots for my book, jot down my blog ideas and make up a writing schedule I will keep, try to keep, have no hope in keeping!

Phew becoming a writer is exhausting!


Note:  All clip art (other than Snoopy) is from unknown sources.
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Two Headed Giraffes~

I hope you all enjoy these photos taken from one of my favorite sties ~ I can always count on Cindy to have some great photos.

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Giraffes know that two heads are better than one.

You can look in two different directions at the same time!

And one head can be used to prod the other along.

Three heads are even better than two,
but more prone to go in different directions.
Eventually they all reach accord.
But four heads?
That’s just too confusing!
Cheers to you from the elegant, intelligent giraffes~

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