Our Hidden Place

Dear Reader:

The other day, one of the ministers who contributed a story to the compilation published book –Finding Joy in the Journey-Reverend Angela, spoke about a belief she has maintained and felt …since a small child.

A hidden place inside her… a place that has never felt hurt, harm, humiliation or ridicule. It is here that God is patiently waiting on her. The safe place that one day will be her eternal home. Angela says that every time she sings ” Nearer my God to Thee” she smiles to herself because she is as close as any and every human can be if they believe in God’s Presence within them.

She believes if we want Someone to protect us -then let it be God. ” He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High.” ( Psalm 91)

There’s no doubt; God’s secret place is the safest place in the universe.

Haven’t we all been asked at what time or another what we would like Heaven to look like?

I would love to see a big rocking chair in a meadow of flowers of every color… seemingly rocking by itself-until our eyes are unveiled and there is God waving at me from this huge rocking chair to come listen to a story… lots of stories-billions of them in fact!

My favorite rocking chair Honey had made for me to rock the grandchildren and tell them stories.

So until tomorrow-let us enjoy the first day of spring today with beauty and hope galore!

An update going into spring! It looks like Libby might be breaking out of rehab this coming Wednesday …though the healing process will continue with home caregivers.

Prayers for Mike and Honey Burrell and Mike’s mother-Winnie who is facing some serious health challenges that will require changes and adaptations for everyone caring for and loving Winnie. 💗❤️

***I am heading over to Mount Pleasant today for Lachlan’s family birthday party and then will be staying on this week to help Mandy with the kids while John is out of town at his annual company planning sessions.

And Happy Birthday to my bona fide thirteen ( going on 30?) niece Ady! 🎈 Happy Happy Birthday! Hope this is the best year-ever!!!!

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

” We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” – TS Eliot

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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3 Responses to Our Hidden Place

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    How much fun…getting to spend a week with yout daughter and grands…have a great time. Love the entry today…thought of a lot of hymns to back it up…love you.
    Thanks for your uplifting messages each day.

    And prayers for Honey and Mike and Ms. Winnie…🙏🙏🙏

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  2. Candace King says:

    Thanks for lifting up Winnie. What a dear friend and mentor. God will see her through.

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