Messy or organized chaos?

The making of God’s spritz

Alright y’all… God’s Spritz? I mean really?

As hard as it is to believe, every bottle is lovingly, and carefully measured with all natural ingredients: Holy Water from the River Jordan, sea salt, purified water, and lavender essential oil. Sometimes, the measurements vary slightly. I don’t think or worry about it. Each bottle is made for that special someone.

I am divinely guided to make and share this unique blend: equivalent to lighting up sage sticks, or the like, these 2.7oz bottles serve the same purpose: to cleanse, purify, protect, and add an amazing scent to go along with it!

As I set to work to make these, I felt an immediate sense of calm and peace. Made to fit easily in any space, this is convenient, instant refreshing calm, and well, however it’s meant to assist you.

Is it egotistical to say it’s ‘God’s spray’?

🤔

Many blessings, Sandi

Faithful Forty: Day 40

Faithful Forty: Day 40 (Azra)

Ok folks, my mom nearly twisted my arm to write this thing called, blog post.

She said people might listen to reason coming from me, because I’m adorable. So, here goes:

I understand Jesus Christ fasted, I guess, didn’t eat much – which I find hard to imagine, for 40 days and forty nights . The way Jesus talks about it to me, is, sometimes, you need to empty in order to fill up again with better things. Like, when my food bowl is empty. I’m flying by the seat of my pants here…

I guess, you can also hear better with all the silence… Heaven to my sensitive ears. I imagine walking alongside with Jesus keeping Him company… I would have scared that awful snake that tried to tempt Him. I look small, but my bark is big.

When I observe humans around me, I think it’s possible to mentally, spiritually, and emotionally fast. But humans don’t understand this simple concept: listen more, talk less; love unconditionally because this is true love; help others, because trust me, you’d want them to help you; listen to silence, it’s your best council. Simple.

I think I like writing blog posts… I’m asking my mom to let me write another post soon. So humans, are you listening?

Many blessings 🙏🏼, Azra

Faithful Forty: Day 29

It’s all in the details

Today, I realized how fuzzy my mind can really get. Some might even call it, absent-mindedness. This pic was taken today. Can you guess what is really in this image?

That’s how life can be. We are extraordinarily stretched. So too can be our perception. What is our reality, can be someone else’s insanity.

It’s the same with what I think I heard. Just recently I was on the phone chatting away, while waiting for my car to get fixed. The person on the other end was watching over my fur-kids. I heard: ‘they’re a problem.’ What was really said: ‘I’m having fun.’ How did I get that so mixed up?

Well, I don’t like being human, but there it is. I’m only human. Next time you find yourself berating yourself: DON’T. 🙏🏼

Many blessings, Sandi

Faithful Forty: Day 20

I’ve made a lot of assumptions about people and situations. I’ve done so because people can be predictable.

However, I find I am wrong today. I don’t know that I can advise anyone on how to not make assumptions, but I can say, what if the opposite of what you think is true?

I’m making this short and sweet. And leaving you with that question.

Many blessings, Sandi

Faithful Forty: Day 14

Rumi Quotes

The wound is the place where the Light enters you. – Rumi

Many blessings, Sandi 🙏🏼

Faithful Forty: Day Eight

Faithful Forty Poetry

The churning
and burning
of bright light
leads me here in great delight

Test of time
is the first
poetry line
your inspiration purely divine

I gather my
hands in prayer
as I peel through
every layer

And humbly show
gratitude
for every word
comes from you

@ovehlu

Faithful Forty: Day Four

Behind

… the lid
Wisdom hid
Thoughts contract
Hints of a trap
Here nor there
Doubts explode
Like a flare

Soul grows
Only God knows
God knows
Flint afire
The body tires
Spirit rises
Seemingly from ashes

@ovehlu

Faithful forty – Day one

Today, as I tried to wake up to a new day, I had to try extra hard to reel my negative thoughts back. For some reason, they showed up like an invited guest – the problem is, I didn’t invite them. As I dragged them back, I realized that it didn’t need to be that hard. Or was it?

Thoughts are like dark matter. I know they exists because they swirl around in my head. The light is what shows that black is there. The power of thought is very tricky. Mine wreaked havoc for a bit, and then they went somewhere else. The truth is, or so I tell myself, if stars shine bright in the universe, then they are like positive thoughts. The ones that drive me to see the brighter side. The ones that remind me it’s difficult to be human, but it’s not all that I am; human.

There’s this whole universe of beauty, miracles, and immense divine everything that permeates our reality. Today, I thank God for one more day of breathing, thinking, and being. Being in every moment as each negative thought explodes into the dark recesses of my being, only to be lit up again by my many stars.

Thanks for visiting folks. I look forward to my next 39 days of faithful observance during lent, 2021.

Many blessings,

Sandi