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Upgrading Me … #Hopeannfaith


Today I upgraded this place to Premium and I did some work on it to get it where I want it to be.

I want to use these gifts and callings of mine to write and photograph! I want to honor God in the best ways I am able and know how to do.

Having two art forms to create with is sometimes REALLY overwhelming just to think about! Things just run frantically around in my brain! Like …

Should I put writing or photography first? Which one does God want me to use, primarily? How do I find the time to do all of this?

And then there’s that voice saying … “OH. This is too much!” “How will you do this?” “See, no ones reading/viewing!”

Those self discouragements that we mull over in our times of overwhelming and frustration. Like this …

Still frustrated with a few features, but I’m not ready to “purchase” a theme! I’ve spent the morning creating and linking and then I changed up my twitter account too! Still can’t figure out how to lead you guys to where I am on Pinterest, Tumblr, and LinkedIn … I think there’s another, but I can’t remember at the moment. All this change has rendered my thoughts to splinters!

So I decided to stop and post this “progress report” to get myself out of the land of frustration and reset my brain to figure out how to be more attractive to YOU, the reader.

So I …

Made my writing logo:

A.Hutchinson Writer

A.Hutchinson Writer

And reestablished my photography logo:

A.Hutchinson Photography

A.Hutchinson Photography

OH! And I resurrected A.Hutchinson Photography Blog, though it remains a wordpress.com blog. For the moment. Posting on the photography log yesterday rewarded me with the most active day there since I started it! WhooHoo!

So that’s what I’ve been up to. Now I want to figure out the ins and outs of the hashtag. You know, like #Hopeannfaith … I need to find out if it’s even worth playing with the hashtag idea at all. I mean, how do these work anyway?

If you know about this and are free to school me, I’d appreciate the education. Just leave it in the comments! Thanks … and …

Thanks for reading my silliness.

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Sweet Sleep … Ahh to rest.


31 days: 9

Sleep

Sleep

Insomnia

It’s what I dealt with last night. It’s been many a night in the last year that as the house sleeps quietly my mind runs wild with thoughts shouting to be attended to. And then then next day is shrouded in fog until just about now … hours past noon.

Sleep is vital to good health, and this ladies blood pressure issues; so the docs say.

Last night there were no terrible thoughts or fears flooding me. Just the stress of what needs completing … work I need to attend to and have no desire to put my hand to. I’ve been taking something light to sleep for the last month and every now and again it just doesn’t work. It’s light, like I said, so if I push past that urge to close my eyes I can defeat it’s efforts. Which, btw, I didn’t do last night; like I said sometimes it just doesn’t work.

But prayer does! ūüėČ It does indeed. Even in the wee hours of the morning.

Prayer

Prayer

And I chose prayer, as late as it was. I lifted my eyes and asked for sleep, I sought after God, who watches over my slumber … it came, late as it was, sleep came. Ask and you will receive. Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. Matthew 7:7

 

Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

1¬†I lift up my eyes to the mountains‚ÄĒ
    where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven and earth.

3¬†He will not let your foot slip‚ÄĒ
    he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
    will neither slumber nor sleep.

5¬†The Lord watches over you‚ÄĒ
    the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
    nor the moon by night.

7¬†The Lord will keep you from all harm‚ÄĒ
    he will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
    both now and forevermore.

Sleep deprivation is linked to all kinds of ailments: colds, heart disease and high blood pressure, and even obesity. Funny, for me I’ve battled insomnia off and on all of my life and the doctors have named the heart issues and the obesity is obvious.

Everyone in my family just describes themselves as night owls or nocturnal. Me, the doctors have reported what they’ve reported and I do what I need to do to stay well and then rely wholly on God’s promises of complete health.

Sometimes I have a hard time wrapping my human thought around the fact of my healing. Sometimes my human self just wants what it wants and my self control is lax. Some days I do well … Oh, I long to truly understand the concept of¬† “made in His image”.

Healing is a comprehensive process of diet, rest and correct living. I find, though, that the dietary industry doesn’t put all of those together. If stress is why I’m awake when I should be sleeping then diet and exercise are not the complete path to health. I MUST, for me, treat my spirit as well.

I don’t think anyone gets well without treating all three areas of¬† the self.

Spirit.Mind.Body.

We walk in that complete healing when we take care of our complete self.

Feed the Spirit with  Word of God.Feed the Mind with good things. Feed and rest the Body with a healthy lifestyle.

Proverbs 3:7-8

7 Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil.
8 This will bring health to your body
    and nourishment to your bones.

Complete healing is ours. However, we must avoid those things which we know to be unhealthy for us. We must remain good stewards of our body, mind and spirit.

I think I may have begun to ramble in this, I apologize for that my faithful friends. =) Thanks for reading.

Andrea

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Gather … ing … T@T


Good evening my friends and Welcome to Tuesday at Ten! I am joining Karen over on her blog, Finding the Grace Within, for her new Tuesday night blog Link up where you have 24 hours to use the prompt word to your liking! It’s not about writing perfectly, or even writing … it’s about connecting with one another creatively!

Whether it be just writing a story behind the prompt word, or being as creative as you wish using photos, poems, art, or graphics ‚Äď whichever creative way you choose.

You have 24 hours to write and link up your blog at the bottom her page {the link is above} so that others can link up with you. Be sure to visit your ‚Äúlink up‚ÄĚ neighbor and spread the joy of connection! Karen will choose writers and their writings to be posted on the blog and the Tuesday at Ten Facebook page each week, so join us in this gathering and give us your best take on …

Gather – go!

Gathering

Gathering

When I ponder the word Gather these days it’s about gathering things to me … not necessarily people, they’re aren’t many around in my current isolated circumstance.¬† In fact, as lonely as I get sometimes with what’s going on I find myself digressing to my old self and hoping people won’t be around. It’s really a vicious circle for me; the old behavior, I mean. This allows me to indulge in my self-protecting isolation. I hurt so much sometimes, lately, that I don’t want people around, I don’t want to know that they don’t call because they don’t know what to say so it’s easier for them to stay away and while that thought hurts me, I don’t initially do anything about it.

For me it’s gathering those spiritual things that help us to push through the tough times. I have to gather the courage to get through some days; many days lately. The courage to face the facts of The Hubs’ illness. The courage to not break down in tears because the illness is making him tired and absent a lot of the time.

I have to gather the faith to pray. Frankly I have to gather the random access memory in my brain to remember to pray, sometimes.

So how do I handle the isolation and the constant urge not to gather … not to connect?

Quite simply I do the next right thing, even if I don’t want to.

I find things like today’s link up and I gather in with all of you wonderfully talented and spiritually connected writers and I write. Sometimes my writing surprises me with it’s eloquent message and sometimes it’s simply words gathered on a page expressing my feelings or describing my day … not necessarily fit for others to read but necessary for me to continue on this journey of mine.

When I sit with my sponsor and we work through whatever we are working through she always reminds me that the sharing of my thoughts or feelings or just my day cuts the hurt and the pain in half, each time. And for someone who naturally prefers to isolate that is vitally important; as is the gathering with others.

The Word says …. “For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.‚ÄĚ Matthew 18:20. For the most part I believe I gather here, at these link ups, where we all meet, with other godly women, in pursuit of connecting our faith, in one place, in His name, to make this world a better place. Or at least to make the day better for each other. Helping each other on this journey called life. =)

Gathered

Gathered

I know for me it makes my world a better place. Thank you.

Andrea

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The Heart Breaks …


In the light.

In the light.

Today:
I said: “I hate to see your heart get broken again”.
He said to me “My hearts been broken so many times it can’t be broke no more”.
I said, “That’s not true … the heart breaks and breaks and endures more breaks and still the heart wakes one day to love again and endure”.
See that’s how God built the human heart … how He built the human being.
So proud of the work he is doing. So proud of his heart that is beating to endure and improve one more day. So proud of my boy, this man. He’s been through the wringer, life inflicted and self inflicted … and still he breathes and his heart beats another day and he fights …
Love this kid until my breath is taken!

He was listening to this song, and I was captive in the car at the time … it speaks to him, his desire to get his life back. The lyrics are harsh for some so don’t listen if you will be offended. See God sees Shane’s struggle and doesn’t care what he listens to if it moves him closer to Him. Praise God.


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Autumn Orange … a photo prompt w/linkzy


Orange - ade

Welcome and¬†Happy Friday where I hook up with Lori at La-La’s Home Day Care and participate in her meme Foto Friday! We follow her prompt and interperate the concept with our lenses!

Would you like to participate? We would love that! Just follow the link to Lori’s Blog or link up down below and join the fun!

Today’s Prompt is brought to you by the color Orange and the number 0! :¬†

…¬†so I went on an excursion to seek the Orange; not hard in mid-October here in Jersey! However, I wanted to avoid the easy and sought out some different oranges. I succeeded, but then … I saw Lanoka Farms – Farmer’s Market! So I indulged … ūüôā

The First and The Following are my absolute favorites of the bunch! Click the photos in the gallery that follows to see them larger!

“Winter is white and¬†Spring is green;

Summer the essence of the golden sun …

then Autumn my friends,

 is the color of fun

Bright and Burnt Orange … the colors of flame

The scent of sweet spice and rain.” ~A.Hutchinson

My Favorite!

Vintage Orange

Now it’s your turn! Link up and join us!




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Shades of Autumn Photo Challenge

Blessings Loves!


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New: Bloom Where You’re Planted … 5 Minute Friday


 Welcome to 5 Minute Friday.

Here’s how it goes. We are all writers and always think about writing; but we also compare and question if we are “real” writers. So Lisa-Jo so creatively decided on the¬†five minute writing prompt: imperfect posts, nothing particularly profound, simply five minutes of focused writing.

No true editing, no worry in regard to grammar, font or punctuation … just a concentrated truth from the heart on the prompt provided!

So join me and pour out what is on your heart today!

Today‘s prompt: NEW …¬†Lisa-Jo pooled us all on facebook and¬†this gem¬†won!

Remember … set the timer for 5 and … GO!¬†

Bloom Where You Are Planted

I am not who I was yesterday … God‘s mercies were¬†new this morning when the sun rose and I get to be whomever I choose today.¬†I get to be the Andrea God made today! Let’s hope I don’t alter that vision of beauty and perfection! ūüôā

Life has been a trial of late … but I am finding in the newness of this overcast morning, sun hiding behind the cloudy haze, that life is the trial. I am running a race and the finish line is in a new place each day, but at the end I get a shiny new trophy of God’s acceptance and adoration.

New … I have a new opportunity each day to be positive … to change my perspective … to polish the tarnish off of my silver lining.

Each sunrise is a new watercolor to entice the new me to perfection, though God does not require this …

Each evening sunset eases the feeling of old to calm, and prepares me for the new day … where I can again decide to strive for God’s path …

What’s new today? Me … Wonderful to meet you here!

STOP!

This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old
life is gone; a new life has begun! 2 Corinthians 5:17

This has been a 5 minute post!

Now you … Link up with all of us at Lisa-Jo’s the gypsymama!

** Scripture and picture added after the five minutes; though both were intended before the¬†writing began. ūüôā


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Five Minutes with The Gypsy Mama…Home


¬†Today we join the gypsy mama and we write, without worry. No editing, no correction…no concern that what we have written is not just right!

1. Write for 5 minutes flat ‚Äď no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
 2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
 3. Get a little crazy with encouragement for the five minuter who linked up before you.

Click through the five minute picture and hook up with the 5 minute community…there is encouragement, love, friendships and giveaways…Best there is just women who write about real life everyday…just like us.

Now¬†give yourself the gift of 5 minutes¬†of journalling your heart. Share with us your¬†…

Home ….¬†Go!

I almost suggested this very topic a week or so ago. At the time I was feeling warm and fuzzy about my home in Hutchland!

Wisteria Watercolor

¬†Actually I always¬†do, but¬†Spring had come and things were budding and all my men were home…

HOME…

Cluttered and loud…pets everywhere and now we have 5 puppies! The boys are now adults and the¬†excitement of pups is not quite as¬†it would have been…but if¬†you quietly enter a room you’ll find a full grown¬†man cuddling the tiniest little pup in his huge paw of a hand,¬†whispering baby talk softly in the furries little ears!

James' Hands

Incredible to me is where we are today from where it was we came. Comfort and security were not a thing I would have envisioned for the lives of my sons and I. 

Yet by the grace of God…here we are, HOME safe and secure and twenty years older.

They say HOME is where the heart is…and they are so very right. Even on the most difficult of days. Even when the tough love is necessary for¬†my prodigal or a bill is going to have to wait we have a HOME.

So much more than some, frankly¬†more than many. And for those I pray right now…that very soon they will experience¬†HOME.

STOP.

(forgive me some extra time as I add some photos of HOME here…the writing was within the time limit though)¬†

ūüôā Blessings Loves¬†¬†‚ô•

 


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Sadness or Regret? Sad Regret.


Tears

It began like any other day. Yesterday did…

I walked out to my car feeling anxious, I thought, about the many errands I had to complete, wanting nothing more than to stay isolated in my home. Knowing this was not a good thing I pressed into my day, with prayer and praise music singing in my head…

…this song…

…as I stepped down from my porch there was our Baby Cat…rolling in the grass and sun. Just a bit further was the bird she had just killed…was she celebrating? Ehhh! (serial killing cat!)

Death…

It has been a twisting in the back of my mind, often, lately…Life and Death…Death is apart of life…

…just lost one of the pups from my Honey’s litter of six. Sad, beyond what I had expected.

Holy, Holy…Lord God¬†Almighty…I let sing in my mind, replacing the thought, as I was off to feed Dad’s kittys and water the lettuce on the porch. He’s away caring for his mother, my grandmother (don’t really know her or¬†that side of my family, at all) who is¬†in the hospital and not doing well, she’s in her late 80s.

I feel concerned and mildly sad for Dad, but that is all…(is there something wrong with me?)

Then there is my¬†G’ma, whom I care for, when she needs. In her late 80s as well, she has slowed and begun to show her age, just this¬†year…¬†(this hurts and frightens me in a way that I find curious…must be something wrong in me.)

then…I got a text.

Lorraine passed away…a few hours ago.” May 31, 2011 has been marked by death.

No tears…just a far away-ness. A wondering, this was a shock. I had corresponded with her around Christmas time. Kitten (Lorraine) told me she had retired and was ill, now,¬†from the damage that chemo had done some 10 years ago when she had ovarian cancer.

Lorraine was herself in that letter, never one for a phone…and she lived only a town over!

I recall thinking of her and “meaning” to go over, couldn’t call and announce my arrival as she had turned off all her phones and I didn’t think twice about it…this was Lorraine.

I didn’t get there…come to find she wasn’t home anyway, she had been in between the hospital and convalescent center since January. No one called, probably because she had plans for getting well and buying that bungelow on a beach in Florida…she’s planned this for a decade!

I didn’t get there…

So still no tears, just an overwhelming sense of floating, regret, and wonder…

Not hungry. Oddly amazed that sadness causes the appetites to flee.

I didn’t get there…No one will call me Poodle, ever again. Now that brought contraction to this heart and a sad tear.

The sorrow is simply a blink away, yet has not settled into this spirit yet…

This is my suggestion. It is of the UTMOST IMPORTANCE:

Tell them you love them! Life is too short and the unexpected happens each day. If you haven’t talked or agreed or seen them, tell them anyway, right now!

I LOVE YOU.

It’s simple, even when we are angry with them, we still love them!¬†So tell them.

Life will do what life does, it will move forward no matter our circumstances. One day will lead to one hundred, and one hundred and one may be too late.

You see I didn’t get there…Life was the excuse, the reason, so simple yet so….complicated. Is it, or do we make it complicated, trading a distraction for a urging of the heart?

Tell them you love them, now, another moment will pass, painlessly…or that moment could stand still in regret.

Is your heart pulling at you for someone? That is the HOLY SPIRIT…answer that¬†pull, do what is there in your heart…

…see, I didn’t get¬†there.

I don’t have many regrets in this life…today I can feel one, very acutely…Sadly, FEEL this regret.

Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.  ~Kahlil Gibran

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.”Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the LORD, who has compassion on you…Matthew 5:4 and Isaian 51:3…

Blessings Loves   ♥


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Friday’s Hero and Rockin’ Robins…


Yesterday…May 20, 2011, was a rough day. Closely following a sleepless night and it’s following rough day!
Infact, I believe I would not be remiss in saying that the last two weeks have been rather rough.
 
Yet…not without blessings! Many blessings!
Rather than recount all of the events of the last two weeks let me just tell you the blessings…
 

Grandma came home from the hospital and went¬†directly back into her routing. My mom, aunt and¬†uncle¬†were, miraculously the answers to many prayers! They are stepping up to do what kids should do when their parent begins that NEW SEASON in life that involves quality of life…independance and personal care issues. Not easy, and something I would have bet they¬†(the siblings) would have avoided until her death!

My Honey Had her pups…

Honey's Expectations..

…and while we lost our “Little Guy” 26 hours later; we have 5 robustly healthy and happy Dachies…:)

Then, in the midst of Terrible Yesterday, Friday’s Hero was born…

First thing in the morning of the last day of the world (today was supposed to be judgement day according to some crackpot radio host…) while the sun beamed lazily through my lace curtains my son, James came down streaming great complaint!

“What’s your problem boy?” I asked

“There are birds in my room!!” He answered sleeping still, yet iritated! He continued on about how they started chirping at 5 am and wouldn’t shut up! Didn’t I hear them??? He asked, grumping.

I didn’t hear them, and our day went along it’s seemingly distructive path…

#&* My passenger window fell off it’s track, while open, with a rainstorm on the way!

#&* Little Guy was passing away…

….what else could go wrong I was thinking when I heard the noise!!!

Birds, loud and sounding distressed…

JAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I called out…Jaaaaaammmmmesssss…

…and down he came with a baby bird in a shirt of his. “MOM! What do I do???”

We thought and I said, well put him outside and see if the mother comes….”and first bring in the serial cat!” (we have baby cat, she is quite the serial predator! Killing, seemingly for sport.) Baby Cat, safely in isolation we remained unsure of what to do…

So I called Lanoka Oaks Veterinary Center, where a friend of mine works. I was referred to Carol…who I was told handles baby birds fallen from nests…

as I called James went to check that their were no more orphans in the closet…and with that he brought down two more, angrily chirping baby birds…

There feathers simply fluff…their pinions not yet feathered, except for beautiful brown tips…and bright yellow open mouths. These babies were very hungry…

She asked some questions, and we came to the conclusion that since there didn’t seem to be any sign of the mother bird (at the time I had no clue what kid of birds these very noisy babies were) that we would bring them to her and she would raise them.

Orphan Robins

James took the birds to Carol…but not before I shot these:

Feed Me..

Resting...or Angry???

There you have it…Terrible Yesterday (May 20th) had it’s many blessings.

While we experienced great loss…

Little Guy

We also enjoyed great blessings…

Blessings Loves…

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New Life…In a Few Words…‚ô•


Let My Words Be Few...HoneyHoney

Good Thursday Morning!

<< This photo here is linked to Thursday’s page with the rules, if you can call them rules…go and take a look. I hope you join us!

First let me apologize that this post is kinda late, in the latter parts of the morning. I was up all night with my Dachshund Honey…
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† She is about to have pups…and it is now morning and the Dachshunds Mid-wife is weary and excited…

Honey

My post today was going to be on new life…the kind God‘s provides when we choose to believe…
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† In His Son, Christ Jesus…I have these awesome pictures of my Wisteria adorning a ancient and near dead tree in my back yard.
I was struck this week by how God took this skeleton of a tree…very little greenage, except for at the very top, and made it alive with vibrant color and beauty for spring.

God gives us NEW LIFE when we choose to believe in Christ Jesus.

ARISE [from the depression and prostration in which circumstances have kept you–rise to a new life Shine (be radiant with the glory of the Lord), for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you! Isaiah 60:1¬†

New Life

Like¬†my near death tree…God gives to¬† us…

comfort for¬†all who mourn and provides for those who grieve in Zion‚ÄĒ to bestow on them a crown of beauty¬†
instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor.  ~Isaiah 61:2-4

God definitely displayed His Splendor in this photo…

God is good…

So share with us, if you’d like, what new life has God shown you this week?

Write your blog post…or simply leave a comment, and I will link you up!!

Few Word Thursday Partner Links. Please click to their sights and have a read…and show the Love.

1. Holly…my faithful partner @ Withoutado…She has found NEW LIFE in rest!

Blessings Loves ‚ô•