Rise

Rise

This was my word for 2017.

As we enter the last month, already I sense a new word calling me!

Rise, was how I describe an image of the picture I was given many years ago.

Trust Me. Keep going my daughter.

In many ways this word will always be in my heart. It’s encouragement speaks profoundly into my daily living. When the rubber hits the road, through brokenness and trials, the power in a personal word spoken to rise will live on and on.

When like the psalmist my soul is cast down . Look up. Rise.

I’m with you through the storms Don’t forget that.

When you are weary I give you rest.

I won’t forget to practice the daily process of rising beyond my feelings to action a new day.

Choosing a word for the coming year is something I have done for three years now.

The word plants itself into my heart before the New Year begins!

Two influences brought me to rise.

Firstly, influence came from my ladies bible study group. Picture the dancer weary from her steps. Life is taking its toll. Her Father God helps her rise. Enables the dancer to rise. Whispers the truth not to fear but to trust.

A beautiful ‘picture’ which I shall forever hold close. A deposit that has provided a personal pirouette. The Holy Spirit prompts me when I need to be reminded of His love and ability to enable me to Rise.

The young girl in the bible story where Jesus says, Talitha Cum. Means Daughter Rise.

Often in my daily living I can wake up with knots inside. Producing a sinking feeling making me reluctant to begin my day.

I know I need to remember those words; Rise. Do not be afraid I’m in this with you. I will lift you up.

I do believe it was a gift for life. A picture that’s offered daily encouragement. I shall till the

‘waiting’ is over.

His presence is near when the reminder moves from thought to heart.

I’ve written note book after note book that speaks a prayer from the depths of my soul.

The pen is my medicine indeed!

A prayer closes my notes with you today

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Father God, I acknowledge your loving kindness over my life. The tenderness of a Father to uphold his child. Thank You.

May I rise daily knowing your faithfulness is so very near.

May my trust be always in You.

May I walk this life knowing your gentleness is bringing me up from weariness and fear to deep joy because your ways are the route to life.

Amen

Love Rach x

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OVERCOMER

My friend spoke these words close to the gate you see here in this photograph. Overcomer.

As I shared my word for the year, Rise.

To overcome.

The gates utter melody by its symbol.

To Rise is to enter into the melody. To hear The Song inside your heart and choose to dance it’s rhythm.

I write about rhythms of grace here.

My friend knows about overcoming. She took the path of a missionary. What I see as her gift in overcoming is her passion to pray.

We never leave one another’s company without drawing near to our Heavenly Father and prayer is our mutual place of Hope.

To rise she considered is to overcome. We discussed it there over the breakfast coffee. The life lessons and the source of our longings.

Hope brings purpose to our journey.

Conversation and Coffee

Brené Brown writes of using the gifts of imperfection in our journey. I’m learning this. To overcome I need to embrace these gifts in the midst of my worth and vulnerability. To jump in.  Jumping in with Joy. On a previous blog post I’ve written all about joy. 

Joy is found inside a heart filled with gratitude. Its in my year of considering how best to rise daily that I find connections come high up in that place of importance to rise inside my daily living. 



We share our Hope and encouragement fills our day because we invest in one another adding richness and humour and much love. We rise into living because purpose paints the world we live in. 

Pain and sorrow is always present in so many aspects, we overcome by bringing our best to each other filling each other’s cup and moving forward even when we don’t feel like it much. It surpasses the feeling and pushes into faith and focus. 

She talked about overcoming, not out of empty words but out of a life that spelt risk and war and famine. She spoke to me with encouragement in her heart and I’m filled up to keep on keeping on. To Rise. To Overcome. My own battles look different from hers but the way we soar can look the same and shaped in faith and kingdom living. 

At Mac &  Jacs I enjoy the delights of baking and conversation. Of quiet and listening. Of slowing and being.

Rise means stopping, reflecting the journey. Changing some horizons. Waiting a while. Trusting. 

Overcome. Thankful to my friend who prays into my life and invests. 

For words that speak powerfully and resonate. Words that speak long past the conversation. 

Overcome. Rise. 

I’m in. Coming?

Love Rach x

Mid-Design

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Mid-Design. Although quite a way along the path now, I believe my maker creator and Saviour is through the Holy Spirit continuing an art work in me.  Soul stuff to do.  That is exhilarating. So much yet to learn on this faith journey.

Moments spent recently with my aunt,  listening to her stories and looking at photographs that speak of family history and I enjoy a place to hear and learn.

She longs for the beauty and integrity sown into the memories and people of the past.

The words come clear, press on, move forward.

A weaving of a whole family intersecting into my life.
Presence, it held my attention and it supported me.

A large family, born out of one very principled lady of Ballymena.  She took the vow of marriage and with her family began a new journey in a new town.

Fast forward to today.  I look at photos of her and see a portrait of the matured woman in myself.  A grandmother who lived a life of ups and downs, deep losses and change.  How I wish I could talk to her now.  Gather to my heart the wisdom she would give. Ask questions that I wouldn’t have asked as a young granddaughter.

I once wrote to her with questions of salvation.  She wrote back in her beautiful handwriting enclosing a bookmark with the words

Prayer, poise and praise.

She was an example of those words to me.

My grandmother

Her poise, her Scottish lilt, her precision and legacy.  They spill over into me still.  The words of Timothy speak profoundly of faith in the grandmother and mother.  Then me.

I, like the mothers before me keep going.  Rise to the challenges.  Find deeper roots that anchor my soul.  Similarities are present, yet I must bravely find my unique self, amidst courage and discovery be the person I am meant to be.

I do not travel alone

Thou art never alone

Thou art never alone

Joy is great when fear doesn’t get in the way *


Enough said.

Love Rach x

*Quote taken from,  Surprised By Oxford by Carolyn

Thank You Scotland

A retreat is a necessity and of course offers a time of discovering new places and for us visiting some favourites too!
This year a clan gathering in an off the beaten track staying in cottages with the best of facilities enabled hospitality and relaxation.
On a wonderful sunny day we climbed on board the Maid of Forth to sail to Inchcolm Abbey.

After many years of living in and then subsequently visiting Scotland, this is our first visit to the ‘Iona of the East’!

A family outing with packed lunch, camera and adventure in our hearts!

The journey took in the 3 bridges spanning the Firth of Forth, this included the recently opened Queensferry Crossing, road bridge. We went under all 3 on our return sail.

So exciting.

A necessary journey always takes us by a small village in Fife. One of several unique places that has taken a prominent place in my heart.

Our view from this bistro takes in a favourite outlook while we sip our coffee.

we gather in the gardens with another packed lunch and too many children to stop for long to browse among the flowers.

Museums and bagpipes, followed by fish and chips bring a happy mix into our Edinburgh trip.


Tucked away in what was the kingdom of Fife, Dunfermline offers history and walks and return visits for those who love its people.

She gathers books and really another one is always necessary.  For our walk is unending in the spiritual walk of faith. Encouragement can always be gathered in armfuls to pay forward in millions of ways in our life and living in this world.

Remembering a pastors words that echo through the years and speak profoundly into my year of Rise. 

“Keep on keeping on.”

We journey through this life with a goal and purpose that need its renewal and stronghold refreshed and reaffirmed.

A woman of a similar age to myself passed away this week. Her journey not fully know to me, but I know a little of her heart.  I’m moved and feel the frailty and shortness of our days.  A good reminder to sow well into our small moments.  To celebrate them and one another.  To keep loving, even when it’s hard.

I loved our holiday and its precious moments. I relish the opportunity to know God speaking in the busy and the slower days.  His love declared through His son.

It’s a crazy mystery that also makes sense at the same time.

An old Sunday school song sings in my head,

You asked me how I know He lives,  He lives within my heart‘.

Princess Street Gardens

Let our journey know a deeper secret than ourselves.  That of a plan that is beyond what we see.

Our journey, that takes me, teaches me, to know more of the Fathers heart and revelation.

Right there In Quietness and Confidence shall be my Strength.

To discover a new horizon , just needing willingness to take it.

The way to Rise.

Keep on going.

Love Rach x

This blog post –

Dedicated to favourite Fife friends

With love

Rise, you are enough

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She reads the words in the books preface.  To know you are enough.  Just.  As.  You.  Are.  Absolutely.  Stop right there.  Mid sentence!  Inhale the alphabet of those words.  Sift through the dictionary of its meaning.

Repeat often

I am enough!

It stops her steps.  Immovable.  No subtraction or additions.  Enough.

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Pink pencil and sticky notes accompanying my walk through the book. 

I thought there would be cake, Katharine Welby-Roberts 

A journey that teaches we need to eat carrots as well as cake!

A chapter about Boundaries was a one part of the book that will hold my attention for a while.   Katharine called it, Your crap, my crap. The idea of loving others but putting in protection for yourself.

What you are right now is enough. 

Selah

We are valued, a price has been paid for us. 

God ordained such blessing to fill us. 

Our soul can rest best when we allow all of the fullness of Christ to influence our heart soul and body. 


Listen to my Prayer over you – love Abba 

Let go, daughter,  of the worries and the Struggle for perfection. 

Rise daily into everything I have for you. 

Uniquely formed and one of a kind.  Creatively gifted. 

Forget comparing, for it gives the wrong picture. 

Move in my spirit.  Flow in my rhythm of life. 

Break barriers that define you wrongly. 

Hear My voice that calls you beloved and beautiful. 

Allow my love to enfold you and let my love be the gift you give away. 


Whatever is true and lovely and honest think on these things 

Ponder over in your own heart what is good 

Love Rach xx 

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Some photos are mine taken by iPhone 

Remainder of photography taken from amazing Unsplash resource. Thank you. 

The Father Knows You

Resilient and safe can be found in being known. Discuss 

All About Resilience
Resilience is that ineffable quality that allows some people to be knocked down by life and come back stronger than ever. Rather than letting failure overcome them and drain their resolve, they find a way to rise from the ashes. Psychologists have identified some of the factors that make someone resilient, among them a positive attitude, optimism, the ability to regulate emotions, and the ability to see failure as a form of helpful feedback. Even after misfortune, resilient people are blessed with such an outlook that they are able to change course and soldier on.

Psychology Today 

Safe – Free from danger, secure, protected – Online Dictionary

I want Safety and resilience. I want to be known. 

Spiritually I think it’s mine anyway, but I need faith for it and believe I’m clothed in these qualities. 

Deep within every human heart is a longing for peace. Safety could be interpreted peace. 

Peace is the tangible form of leaning into our Father. 

Peace is that which passes understanding. Peace is knowing the Fathers love unbreakable, always rescuing his daughter. 

Resilience and safety are held in place when we know we are known and loved. 

“The Father knows you.”  

Our pastor spoke those words over us one Sunday morning. 

I pondered them as I cut my sweet pea in the garden. As I entered the counsellors door. As I prepared the supper. As I sipped coffee in the local town. As I process grief. As I read the pain in the authors pen as she scribed her painful journey of healing and restoration from shame in abuse.*

  

The Father knows you. 


Resilient in moving forward. Safety in the assurance of one who walks beside us. 

Sipping the cup. Choosing. It’s bitterness in life and it’s balm.  Safety sits with me alongside the resilience to persevere. 

My mantra is to Rise this year. To keep on keeping on. 

Rise, is that resilience when the tide pushes you down, to keep on swimming against the current when you are drowning in salt water, pushing through to find air. 

Rise is knowing the Father knows and I’m safe in His omnipotence. Safe to soar without knowing where I’ll land. Safe. It looks like trust. 

Book by Peppy Ulyett
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Psalm 27:5 The Voice 

His house is my shelter and secret retreat.

    It is there I find peace in the midst of storm and turmoil.

Safety sits with me in the hiding place of God.

    He will set me on a rock, high above the fray.


Rise is keep on ~ keeping on. It’s failing, falling, but not giving up. 

Rise is resilience and safety because – 

The Father knows you. 

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Gossamer Wings

Luxembourg Palace Gardens Paris

Hello dear rachnotes reader. You are most welcome here. 

The day I’m typing this out is a rainy Friday afternoon, I’m reflecting on this mornings wings. I remember the psalm that echoes the words, ‘How He took me to rise on mornings wings’. This morning I gathered some girlfriends to pray for me. One of them text me to say you have gossamer sparkling wings! Fly!

After many anxious moments and real words spoken, the honesty and tears and the overactive thinker finally settles down with a whisper of thanks for prayers and Wings that enabled me to rise.

#risebeloved

This year the journey is about rising, with wings, with hope, rising beloved. It is knowing I’m loved in the fragility and vulnerability of life.

You know already how I cower and can hear the words you’re never good enough. It’s time to learn a new mantra. 

Give me the faith to leave old ways

and break fresh ground with You.

I love coming back to my rise word because when I drift away I am reminded where,  how,  and primarily with whom I can rise. 


The psalms are a great place to touch those soul aching spaces inside of you.

The words here in the Message echo where to find the awesomeness our hearts desire – 

Psalm 59 

16-17 And me? I’m singing your prowess,

shouting at cockcrow your largesse,

For you’ve been a safe place for me,

furthermore the psalmist states 

God, my dependable love.

Exploring the root of how to rise is found surely in the Thee of God. 

Tozer speaks of God and…

‘when religion has said its last word there is little that we need other than God Himself. The evil habit of seeking God and  effectively prevents us from finding God in full Revelation.  In the and lies our great woe if we omit the and we shall soon find that for which we have all our lives been secretly longing.’

AW Tozer

For our identity is fully in Him. 

Pete Grieg in his book Dirty Glory states this 

‘God doesn’t micromanage. His guidance speaks more to identity than destiny; to questions of who, how and why more than where, when and what’?

This helps me rise to think how relationally God is.  To move a little closer into how we are loved.

Talking on prayer and advocating prayer rooms Pete talks of a God in relationship with us.  More words by Pete Grieg here :

‘Your power in prayer flows from an inner certainty that the one who made you likes you.  He is not scowling at you.’

‘He is on your side.’

In my copy of Dirty Glory  this statement is pencilled alongside that quote! 

I’m not alone, I’m sure, in thinking the world wants to tell me off and God included. 

In my note book one night this week I wrote about grace how it sustains and how I need to lean in. 

Notes Summary 

I value those women whose hearts folded their prayers for peace into my needs. Who cared and gifted me with words of encouragement and  to fly. 

TO RISE

 #risebeloved. 



Let’s lose the and – the clutter and stuff that distracts us.  Instead to keep our focus surely in a right relationship with Jesus. Encouraging one another, praying for one another, building one another up in love.

May you rise in your joy moments and in your rainy day moments. 

Thank You for being here 💐

love Rach x 



You have a story to write 


Our Story 

She reaches for that next title . Another amazing book written. This could be the one she can hold dear, the one that ‘gets’ her, the one where  the words resonate with her heart. The one that She holds  on to forever because its knows her heart too! 


Many books say a little of her heart. But they miss a beat of fully saying her words completely.

She extracts quotes that resonate and make her heart stronger. Yet. Always looking for that story that fits to help her rise again! 

You, speak those words dear friend.  

You photograph the art. 

 You write it. 

YOU! Yes you!

Further as she yearned more for that next book promoted that the realisation came,  the answer  of course is already deep inside.

Years of journeying with her God and Saviour, watching and reading life. 

There’s a tapestry oft torn and oft broken but always rewoven in. 

A new message is being finely threaded in. Rise because of Grace. 

The story you need desperately is in others, yet, dig deep because it’s inside of you . 

Pen the words, type them in. 

Be still, let go of your preconceived ideas and widen the horizons before you. 


Seek and ye shall find

Express the authentic you 

Find the artist in you. 

She ponders here. 

Its not clear 

Sees through the glass dimly. 

Trust as she steps through the wardrobe and into Narnia. 

Peeping out through caution and fear. Tentatively she moves towards the dream. 


She poises and thinks of her grandmother, her beautiful penmanship on a card. Long ago. 

Praise 

Poise 

Prayer 

The 3 Ps . 

The characters played out in her lifetime. An ordinary life. Godliness is the one sitting listening. Remember Mary. 

She listens to the song in her heart. Making sense of an end is impossible at the beginning. 

She treads the ocean with the faith  that brought her here and the waves won’t worry her. 

The props are falling one by one . The characters that she leaned into have completed their song. Yet. There’s a Strong Tower that’s holding her 

Proverbs 18:10

God’s name is a place of protection—good people can run there and be safe.

And so it is she folds it away like the books she read and the knowledge and the wisdom . 

The vision is inside her. 

Listen 

While the storm is hitting the rocks 

Listen

A whisper speaks inside you

Let go 

Listen to the breathe and the truth and the story inside of you. 

Quietly let it unfold 

There is a story in you and me.
Written before we were born

He is faithful to bring us into the fullness of it. 

Wait 

Wait 

Wait. 

But those who wait upon God get fresh strength.

    They spread their wings and soar like eagles,

They run and don’t get tired,

    they walk and don’t lag behind.

Isaiah 40:31

Let the art and the words cause you to rise. Cause us all to rise . 

It is the poetry of hands to bring your story to the world to let the bowed body  and hurting heart rise. 

The main aim is to rise my daughter my friend. To write your story a gift to yourself. Never forget you have a story to write. 

Love Rach 

Rise Anyway


She gets that overwhelmed feeling oft. 

Builds a strategy

 a space 

a walk

 a breathe

 a prayer. 

It’s okay

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Coffee break 

And 

The bible app 

Panic still pervades her

She Sinks into a lost 

Loneliness 

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Rise is her word 

She chose it 

‘Live it now girl ‘

She unkindly speaks 

Into her own heart

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R I S E 

She remembers his hand 

Reaching out

Her defeat caught 

grace unmeasurable 

Gifted to her 

The thought caught in the thicket

The tears dried by understanding love 

Rise is made possible 

Because 

He is 

I am 

Emmanuel never leaves 

Amen 

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Hello to 2017


One year whizzing past. 

Another approaches with similar speed. Hello 2017. 

What does this year ahead view like from here?

I began a 5 day daily meditation on the bible app. Bridging the close of the advent readings by Ann Voskamp and the start of HTB bible in a year. 

The app reminded me of how to consider God in the present moment. 


How often we dwell overly on past pain and loss or even a past preferred life.

Then there is the panic of unknown days ahead, the approaching challenges and adventures of a new horizon ahead. 

To dwell in the now of life causes us to be still,  to take a breath, to abide. To trust with our whole selves means it’s possible in the now. We trust God with our hopes and fears we trust with our today. 

Matthew 6:34The Message

Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.

Getting overwhelmed by life becoming anxious about life often is a result of a panic inside that pictures the project in its entirety. 

Slow – slow – slow. 

Or as I am quoted by my sister now – stop – stop – stop. 

The addiction to hurry and activity wins a feel good factor. 

I’m intentional about how I can address this is my own life.

Listen to the birds song in the moment. See the sunrise. 

Make choices that unclutter my world outside and within. 


Trusting in promises, avoiding over focusing on the distant view, instead investing in the present that puts trust in charge. 

Rise, she is such a little word. 

I am embracing its hope in countless ways already. 

Seeing my present as the time to rise. As one sunset and one moon already risen brings grace into a world that aches for light I see it already breaking through. When feel I can’t cope I see the oneword being air to me. 

Rise my child 

It was whispered into my soul as a young woman and it’s whispered still. 

Rise into 2017 with the strength that’s greater and wings that fly higher. 

Rise spoke Jesus to the child. 

In that present moment 

She took His hand and stood up. 

Taking the child by the hand, He said to her, “Talitha kum!” (which translated means, “Little girl, I say to you, get up HSCB 

Then He took the child by the hand, and said to her, “Talitha, cumi,” which is translated, “Little girl, I say to you, arise.

Matt 5 NKJ 

She chooses to take the hand and rise. She is not ignorant of life’s losses but grabs gratitude and grace by the hand and skips with childlike faith into 2017 knowing the one whose she is is always alway with her. 

Offering _

As we move into our new year I offer you no judgement and ask this same grace in return.

 I offer you the gift to share in the present.  

I offer you hope in which to rise up to your dreams.

I offer you courage to bear the greys of our days. 

I offer you a Saviour with which one can rise because the righteous right hand sustains .

My offering is my prayer for you to be encouraged in a journey step by step with the good shepherd, rising daily into outrageous grace and abundance of blessings_ 

There will be joy in the morning therefore rise 

Happy New Year 

Love Rach x 

#oneword365
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