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The Son-beams Perspective

Perspective: that powerful placer of situations and stressors. These spectacles are neither rose-tinted, nor mal-adjusted. They simply put life in it's proper sphere.

As wonderful as it may be, perspective does not change the object of attention. It expands the picture frame. Cloudy disturbances may float their way across life's screen no matter how big a frame you hammer out.

Therefore, look higher.

There are still Son-beams in the sky. :) There's one cloud in the sky-
A little one at that,
And yet it draws the eye
As if a flying cat.

How often what we see
Is where we choose to turn.
Our view may be cloud free
If only this we learn.

So turn toward the light
And catch those golden gleams.
For clouds are even bright
When glowing with sunbeams :) Posted by Lauralea Leffler at 6:46 PM No comments: Labels: Happiness, Joy, Lessons, Life, Light, Poetry, Sunbeams


Weimar Board Weekend: "Now"...

Is it possible for "Now" to be past tense? :) It is in this case...

The King of all the ages
Could grasp eternity,
Yet traced redemption's pages
In deepest poverty.

With joy and gifts abounding
What's given is not lost,
But blessing comes surrounding
The sacrifices' cost.

Now therefore let us follow
The path that Christ has trod-
To give up all our living
Should it bring one to God.

•  •  •  •  •

Behold the riches given
And let your heart reply,
My Jesus gave all heaven-
Now, all to Him give I!

Taken from 2 Corinthians 8:9-11 Posted by Lauralea Leffler at 5:04 PM No comments: Labels: Blessing, Joy, Priceless, Sacrifice, Service, Song, Weimar


Seedtime and Harvest Leaves sprinkle themselves outside. Trees are showing twinges of red. Why talk of planting when Autumn is nearly here?

The lessons of seed sowing are timeless.


Year by year the farmers take
The best of all their seed,
And by appearance make mistake
Discarding what they need.

But only when the grain is cast
Into the field of needs,
Is there preserved and saved at last
A harvest of more seeds.

Just as the grain is thrown away
Christ came to earth to die,
And yet His faith beheld the day
When more would meet His eye.

For He saw then, as we must see,
The great joy to be had.
When all to God is given free
The harvest will be glad! Posted by Lauralea Leffler at 12:26 PM No comments: Labels: Faith, Joy, Lessons, Poetry, Sacrifice


The Gift of Pain

Still is.

Marvelous Love. Marvelous Gift. Posted by Lauralea Leffler at 6:01 PM No comments: 


The Gospel According to the Third Floor of Kaiser

August 27 dawned about as spunkily as a yearly event that you know is coming, but always shows up before it ought to. No, it wasn't a surprise, it just came quickly.

There were about ten bleary seconds in the OR to my consciousness, and then it was recovery. Honestly, the mandibular osteotomy, a.k.a. jaw surgery was the easy part.

I do not wish here to turn anyone's stomach, just to send the message to your heart that came to mine. :)

Up three stories for a night's stay in Kaiser. The bleeding had not completely stopped, evidenced by the formerly white cloth at my neck. In fact, the tail was told down to my socks. There is something starkly soiled when that vital red stuff is on your clothes. Maybe it's just me. I'm not terribly bothered by my own blood (and coming out of anesthesia, not bothered by much at all), but something wastes no time to cry "unclean" when it's landed on cotton.

So there I am. Unclean. Still bleary. Awake to very little, yet groggily aware of the dirtiness yours truly was in. And Into that collection of shadows she steps. A total stranger. Cleaning my face. Changing my socks. Taking away the defiled garments. For.ever.

It's not the nobility of nursing. Not the commendation of cleanliness... We're leaving regions of ice packs and hospital rooms. It's that Someone so clean would deign to take away the filthiness of someone so dirty. That One who is known and worshipped by seraphim and cherubim would wipe blood off the face of a stranger.

It would be enough to be clean. Pure. Holy. Justified. But the blood that stains the children of Adam, is not primarily their own. It's His.


He bleeds from the wounds I have made. But in His blood is the DNA of purity and holiness. Both to will. And to do. In place of stained socks He gives the preparation of the gospel of peace. In place of a filthy garment, His own.

Jesus stoops over a bleeding world. His precious blood, mingling with His tears, drips faster. Then looking into eternity He sees a people, clothed in pure and white linen. He sees the palms, the crowns. He sees cleanness of heart. And He begins to work. To wash. To clothe. To restore. To purify.

Soon the faith of Jesus will be rewarded. Soon He will claim His own. Soon He will dwell with those who have clean hands and a pure heart. Face to face. For.ever.

Made white, a.k.a. clean, in the blood of the Lamb. For.ever. Posted by Lauralea Leffler at 5:13 PM 2 comments: Labels: Faith, Holiness, Life, Purity