My sentimental journey

An ordinary girl's walk with an extraordinary God.

This Little Light

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Through the years during Christmas time my mom would buy me a special ornament, a little something that caught her fancy, which in turn hoped to catch mine. Whether it be whimsical, or festive, they were always tokens of her love.  At times those tokens where presented by hand, lightly wrapped in tissue, tied up with a bow of mother’s excitement. On other occasions, I would find them lying on my canopy bed concealed in the small bag that they were purchased in….eager to surprise me. These memories sparked a fondness for ornaments that carried into adulthood, kindling a desire to continue this tradition with our own children.

Each year we would add to our family collection through  thrift store finds or clearance bins, being continually delighted in each new addition. However, regardless of this vast assortment to chose from  when it came time to decorate the tree only one out shined them all.  One small golden  house with intricately cut out windows and doors, all in all, a rather simple ornament with no grand history to tell of its’ origin. Somehow it became their most coveted treasure. The boys were always eager to awaken it from the slumbering storage box that had kept it safe….then with even greater anticipation they beamed with honor to nestle it among the tree boughs.
From day one I marveled at their exuberance over this seemingly less than showy bobble. For when surrounded with an array of grander, glitzier ornaments it appears to be completely obscure; easily overlooked and underrated by the average curious onlooker.  Nevertheless, our boys  immediately recognized its’ hidden potential at first glance. Their tiny hands cradling the small delicately crafted ornament and with their help, would soon place a miniature bulb inside causing luminous light to spill through each opening.  Thus, this once dark vessel was now aglow with warm splendor.

Though that was many years ago, seeing through their eyes this uncovered gem made me see its’ worth to a greater depth. Still to this day, this jewel  continues to shine brightly, faithfully stirring our hearts with it’s simple wonder. Recently while thrift store shopping our son Trent found by chance the exact same ornament.  With great joy he purchased it to give to his brother Derek to celebrate his first Christmas in his own home.
Besides all the warm memories that flood my thoughts as I gaze upon that wondrous ornament,  Matthew Chapter 5 comes to mind which states:

“You are the light of the world a city on the hill cannot be hidden”, Nor do men light a lamp and put it under a peck measure, but on a lamp stand, and it gives light to all in the house”.  Matt. 5:14

You my friend are a light !…esteemed with value which you have been  curiously and intricately wrought from the hands of your adoring creator Almighty God. You have not been overlooked, rather uniquely fashioned  to shine brightly and with purpose. The Message says ” Shine ! , Keep open house; be generous with your lives . By opening up to others, you’ll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in Heaven.”

Today and everyday I pray you’ll see all God’s glory and  know you have been personally handpicked to shine …..
“Let your light so shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your father in heaven “.   Matt.  5:16

Author: Lisa Thompson Jennings

Hello my name is Lisa,.it would be so delightful to sit down with you swapping life's stories..Reveling in God's goodness,sharing our battles won and those we still are fighting. Finding sacred ground together in heartbreak, redemption , forgiven and blessed hope that promises not to disappoint us. A little about me ... I love God with all my heart stumbling along the way as I do , I talk a lot but still covet listening, Laughter and being creative are not options for my soul would wither with the lack of them. My husband Kevin and I have been married for 27 years and blessed with two boys Derek 22 and Trent 19. It's been 22 years since I worked outside of the home some of those twenty-one years were spent homeschooling, coupon clipping and keeper of the Jennings household. Counting it pure joy to watch our amazing boys turn into outstanding young men.While this earthen vessel laden with cracks and flaws by God's intentional grace and renewed strength made it through. A touch of God's redemption from past misfortunes that included surviving sexual abuse, a failed first marriage, eating disorder, panic attacks, intense gripping fear and crushing low self esteem. Drawn to a God that can right wrongs, bring beauty where ashes once laid ,all the while lovingly speaking His worth and value into weary, parched souls. So that we can not only survive as victims but thrive as a people walking in glorious victory, blazing a trail of freedom for anyone held in chains of injustices, personal failure or loss. So thankful God is all about new beginnings, fresh starts and slates wiped clean.. our past misfortunes merely spring boards of new found hope and deep abounding joy ... it's a privilege to be a fellow sojourner in this path to greater wholeness and liberation. Charles Dickens writes "Reflect on your present blessings every man has many, not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some". Celebrating present and future Heavenly blessings with you

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