Feast of Tabernacles (Sukkot)

Today (that is, yesterday at sun-down till today at sun-down) was the first day of the last fall feast.  I have begun a new study about healing broken hearts.  It has been anything but "normal", but that would describe the spiritual road I have been on for the last 12 -13 years.  This feast points to something that we look forward to in the millennial reign.  To tabernacle with God forever, the deposit or guarantee of which is the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.  I have been looking forward to what God will show during this "appointed" time or season.  A special time that God has appointed for us to draw near to Him.

Starting this blog was a lark, that was spurred on by a friend starting a blog.  The last post she had was about Proverbs 3:5-6, verses that I have been encouraging my nephew to memorize.  Of course, when you help a child memorize verses, you learn as well.  Leaning on my own understanding is something that I have been brought face to face with many times over the last few months.

I am sure that many people can relate to the winding road that you go down as God leads you.  It is a straight path, but only He could link all the seemingly unrelated pieces together.  Case in point, how do "healing the heart", Proverbs 3, and Mud Pie Dreams link together?  Well, best I can tell at this point, all the years of pretending I didn't want children, because I just could not get pregnant, has produced a wound in my heart.  I denied a miscarriage years before out of pride and fear.  I went through the whole ordeal denying it all the way.  I leaned on my own understanding.  The price of my pride and sin has taken a toll on my heart.  The hurt, the tears, the pain, the anger, have built a wall around my heart, and God is bringing the consequences into focus. 

Today is the beginning of something new.  One thin layer of hard scales is being removed and the heart of stone is becoming a heart of flesh.  I look forward to all that He is going to do.  However, it is a bit scary too.  Fear of the unknown should have no place when God is leading.  He will never leave us or forsake us but, in honesty, I have not reached the point where there is no fear.  I know He will heal that too, and perhaps it will be soon.

In the beginning......

It amazes me how much variety there is in life, and yet, we are so much the same.  Things that I thought were unique to me, I find everywhere.  Trying to find a blog name was quite an adventure.  I'd think of something "unique" only to find that it was anything but unique.  After some pondering and praying, Mud Pie Dreams was born, or I should say reborn.  At first I thought.....naw, that sounds wierd, but gee....that would describe me....so.....why not.  I say reborn, because after I chose it, I started researching and, no big surprise, it is already a "brand name".  Odd thing is, it's for baby clothes, supplies, etc.  For someone who wanted children but never had any, it is an ironic choice.  I started to wipe the blog and start over, but figured I would walk it out and see where God takes me.

Being a blogger was not a thought, much less an aspiration, during my younger years. Shoot ..... technology was sci-fi and flip phones were the futuristic toys of Star Trek.  Talking to friends was "blogging".  Of course you had to repeat your story (blog) many, many times, and by the time you got back to the first person you told, well, I guess that would be the "archive" point.

At any rate, that is how this site came to be and ......in the beginning.....and then.......there were blogs.