Easter and Fresh Start...

He is Risen!

His Risen, Indeed!

Jesus is Alive, 

And He Lives Forevermore! 

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Today I laid everything down again...  It is fitting, it is Easter Sunday after all... it is so freeing to lay everything down in His hands... and just relax in the One who lives forever!  

In this week of struggle, when I have confronted my doubts, my fears, and came to realize no mater what my issue, I cannot deny that which I have heard, that which I have seen, and that which I have touched; God has been blessing me.

First it was the gypsy coin necklace... which I have been hunting for since Chicago.  Then it was the ivory lace kimono/duster.  Then ham and green beans for Easter diner.  Then a floor lamp with 3 lights and a dvd holder that matches our other one...  Everything we needed and some I just wanted...  Daddy Father, God, has been showering me with love when I needed it the most.  I am so blessed and loved.  "Thank you for saving this wandering Gypsy Gal! Amen!"

~ Morria

Fellow Gypsy Gal..

Today, there was a fellow gypsy gal, standing on the curb at the edge of Walmart. As is my custom, I went into the store and bought a bottle of icy cold water for her.  Sadly, today I was out of food bars in my purse, having just finished a trip moving east, and not having had a chance to replenish as of yet.  Then I ran back out to her, in my good clothing from my job interview.  My turquoise necklace pounded on my chest as did my sliver Celtic cross, but I had to get back to her, as the day is so hot and humid in this Kentucky late summer weather.  I handed her the bottle of cold water, and she smiled, "A cup of cold water in My name.  God bless you!"

How often do we over look blessings because we fear strangers?  It makes me think of the old Celtic Christian blessing/proverb.  "May there always be food in the eating place, may there always be drink in the drinking place.  May there always be music in the listening place.  May there always be a bed in the sleeping place.  For, oft, oft, oft, goes Christ about in stranger's garb."  Please my friends consider how you to might aid other gypsies, vagabonds, and travelers.  Blessings!

~ Morria