Mama'a Notes - Part Four

At Bonnie's House 4.30.10

I am alone with God for the first time in my sobriety. No meetings, no pressing work at hand, no telephone or television - Just us. My initial sense of fear and loneliness, tears and self-pity left as quickly as they came.

God is in me

He is with me

He is around me

I am at peace

with myself

Hallelujah

(This is part four in a series of handwritten notes left behind by my mama, June. Everything is typed as it was written.-Liz)

Mama's Notes - Part Three

4.29.10

I am usable to God. I am NOT disposable. I was still amid a moment of insanity. I was still and quiet- God heard my silent cries and He gave me the words and the willingness to help my fellow man.

Sweet, sweet Jesus. What a fountain of joy I bathed in knowing that You could and would use me if only I would listen.

". . . . be still and know that I am God. . . "

Some of Mama's little reminders on my cork board.

(This is part 3 of a series of handwritten notes left behind by my mother. Nothing has been added or taken away. - Liz)

Mama's Notes - Part Two

09.27.2010


In order to change, we cannot use our history as an excuse for continuing our behavior.We have no regrets for what might have been, for our experiences have shaped our talents as well as our defects of character.


It is our responsibility to discover our talents, to build our self-esteem, and to repair any damage done.

♥

Some toys from my mother's childhood.

(This is part two of a series of handwritten notes from my Mama, Beverly June. Nothing has been added or left out, this is typed the way it was written.)

Mama's Notes - Part One

According to Webster, the word meditate means "1.to reflect on: PONDER. 2.To plan or intend in the mind. . . to engage in contemplation."

According to Vine's An Exploration of New Testament Words it says that meditate means, "primarily to care for. . . .to attend to, practice. . . .be diligent in. . . to practice is the prevalent sense  of the word. . . . to ponder, imagine. . . "

Psalm 1:1-2
Joshua 1:8
Psalm 143:5

Taken from Battlefield of the Mind p.66



(This is part one of a series of handwritten notes that Mama left behind for us. Everything is typed out just like she had it on paper. -Liz)

for fall. . . .

♥

gettin' the band back together. . .

can you see it?

i'm shining the signal against these autumn clouds
i'm calling for a reunion

a gathering of minds
a sharing of ideas
a connection of souls

to be around hearts that have suffered
to come out singing a bittersweet song

to be around artists who feel
who know how to use their emotions to create

an environment of spiritual growth
a safe place to learn about ourselves
inspirations to one another
motivational happenings

so
when are we getting the band back together