I’ve never been good with criticism.  Criticism hurts. Done correctly, it doesn’t sting as badly as outright truth. You know… the fingernails on chalkboard truth.  Either way, it still hurts. I thought I had learned to handle it better into adulthood, but when I took a few classes over the past few years in college that required others to judge me on my work; I found out rather quickly that I couldn’t handle the truth. But at some time or another in life we must let others tell us what we don’t want to hear. We have to learn somehow from our mistakes and take the things that others tell us and grow from it.  It is okay to yell, rant, rave, have a pity party and cry but at some point we need to get back up and try again.
So here I sit, at it again, getting back up to try again. I had begun to measure my ability to communicate with others by how many people had viewed my blog according to the stats on my dashboard. And I got depressed. Why? Because according to my dashboard very few people have been reading it. I feel like Jenny Simmons. She was the lead singer for a band named Addison Road and last year the band broke up. Since then she has come out with her first solo album entitled “The Becoming”. I really like it. As I read her blog this week, I could certainly identify with her as she bemoaned how few cd’s she has sold since it came out and how little money she is making from it. Yes, I can identify. Sometimes you just want to throw your hands up in the air and quit. Yet, even before reading her words tonight on waiting on the Lord, which I really needed to hear, ( I was already talking to Him and remembering why I write. Why I sing. Why I put any effort at all into being a wife, mother, friend.  It’s not for me. It’s not for you.  I write, I sing, I do all for an audience of One. Jesus Christ. He is my inspiration, my wisdom, my guide. He’s the one who gives me the strength to press on, keep going, not give up. So once again I sit here writing from my heart knowing He is the One that matters the most.
I write for an audience of one
Not just because I enjoy it
Not just to put down my feelings
I write because I have to
It is buried in my blood.
Sometimes it is for a friend
Sometimes for loved ones dear
Mostly, though, for Him
the One who gave me this gift.
It would be such a shame
to not use it
this wonderful communication
a treasure of greatest proportion
whether masterpiece or just notions
I write because I have to
all to an audience of One.
~Marcell Warner Bridges
© May2010  ~

So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.

1 Corinthians 10:31(NIV)
© 2013 Heart Thoughts, Marcie Bridges




I thank You for giving me life not just life here on earth
But even greater:
Life more abundant and full through Your son, Jesus Christ. (John 10:10)
Thank You for meeting my every need (Philippians 4:19):
A father and mother here on earth who love You and brought me up to love You. (Colossians 3:20)
A husband to love me just as You love me. (Ephesians 5:25)
He is a perfect father to our children who You have so wonderously blessed us with. (Psalm 127:3)
Two daughters who are the apple of our eye and are growing each day to love You and to be good, smart, intelligent, loving, caring, beautiful young ladies.
 (Psalm 127:5)
You have richly blessed me with good health and a mind full of creativity and good knowledge. A heart that loves people and loves to help people and encourage those who are in need of You.  (Psalm 139)

Thank You that You are my Father who will never leave me,
never forsake me, will always love me unconditionally,
will correct me when needed and forgive me when I sin against You and encourage me every step of the way.
You give me strength when I am at my weakest, trust when I am afraid.
You are my protection, my guidance, my wisdom.
Light in my darkness, rainbows for my cloudy days.
You listen to my every word, You are okay with my anger and when I yell at You.
You give me time to mourn, cry, grieve, dance, sing, shout with joy.
You have been my most beloved and precious friend
You have given me every breath I breathe and I thank You Father
that You have chosen me to be Your child, Your daughter. Thank you for adopting me into Your kingdom. I can’t wait to see You face to face one day!
(Deuteronomy 31:6; Jeremiah 31:3; 2 Chronicles 6:24-31; 1 John 1:9; Philippians 4:13;Psalm 18:2; Psalm 25:5; Colossians 1:9-17;Psalm 23; Genesis 9:13-14; Psalm 66:19; Ecclesiastes 3:1-12; Proverbs 18:24; Psalm 150:6; Isaiah 43:10; Romans 8:15; 1 John3:2)




“Could you please say that again?”

“Let me turn the water off, then I can hear you.”

“I’m sorry, you’ll have to whisper that in my other ear, I didn’t hear a word you said.”

“Please turn down/up the volume…”

And on it goes as we who are hard-of-hearing try to function in a very auditory world…..
            I was 13 years old (1986) when I was officially diagnosed with hearing loss in my right ear.  It wasn’t bad enough to make a huge difference in my life at that time; the doctors merely told us that it would either get better or worse but most likely worse.  One morning, around November of 2006, I woke up with the strangest feeling. I realized my right ear had the sound of white noise constantly in it and eventually, during the course of that day, realized my hearing in that ear was completely gone. After seeing several doctors, each with the same diagnosis, I became really depressed. Yep, it was gone. There is no treatment and no, there are no hearing aids to help.  They said, “Just deal with it.” Yeah, okay, deal with it. How? I can’t hear people talking to me half the time, I can’t have the car windows open, I can’t sing in choir, I don’t know if someone is talking to me from behind, I can’t hear you if you whisper in that ear, I can’t hear the birds sing, rain falling, music playing in certain situations, etc…. yes, okay, deal with it. That’s it. There is nothing to be done.
            So imagine to my surprise and delight when I began seeing a new audiologist and his first words to me after my hearing evaluation are, “There are some new hearing aids available I think would be perfect for you.”  My surprised reaction asked him to repeat himself. In May 2011 I purchased and tried out my hearing aids for the very first time. I was so excited! After he put them in for me, he whispered in my right ear (my deaf ear) and told me my birth date and I sat in awe. I could really hear with these miraculous aids! So now… I can hear you. I can hear people behind me. I can hear in difficult situations better (sometimes it is still too loud for me). I can hear my husband speak to me while I drive in the car and he sits in the passenger seat. No more asking him to speak up or repeat himself! I can hear the water under the tires on rainy days, the rain falling outside, the birds singing and chirping and so much more! I can hear! As the slogan for my hearing aid company says, “Life is on!”
            One of the most difficult parts of the Christian life is learning to hear God’s voice. Knowing when He speaking to us and guiding us.  Even for the most “seasoned” Christian, hearing God’s voice can be difficult. That’s when the doubt, discouragement, disappointment, and often depression begin to set in. We can’t tell which way His voice is coming from and we can’t tell if God is speaking at all. We strain to hear whatever it is He is trying to tell us, but the TV is too loud, the water is running, the music is on, or you are simply in another room and all you hear is what sounds like the teacher from Charlie Brown saying, “Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah”.  Is this what God sounds like to you?  There are many of you out there who for one reason or another do not feel like you can be you. You feel defeated and depressed. No one can possibly understand how you feel or what you are going through. You feel invisible. You may want to be invisible. You feel like life is not worth living and God doesn’t hear you. Well my friend, it is time to find some spiritual hearing aids! It is time to turn life back on and find God. When we seek God and find Him, we find freedom. We find love. Communication with God is the key to hearing His voice. How is your communication with Him? Are you listening for His voice inside your heart, or are you turning a deaf ear to what He is telling you?
             When Mark prays with me in a restaurant we hold hands and I cock my head to the side with my left ear toward him so I can hear his prayer and hear the amen at the end to know he is finished speaking. When was the last time you cocked your head toward the Lord and gave all of your attention to Him, straining to hear what He is telling you?
 My son, if you accept my words

    and store up my commands within you,

turning your ear to wisdom

    and applying your heart to understanding—

indeed, if you call out for insight

    and cry aloud for understanding,

 and if you look for it as for silver

    and search for it as for hidden treasure,

then you will understand the fear of the Lord

    and find the knowledge of God.

Proverbs 2:1-5 (NIV)
Dear Lord, we always ask You to hear us when we pray and ask You to listen to us. Please forgive us Lord for not listening to You and giving You our time and attention to hear Your still, small voice speaking to us. Give us ears to hear and open hearts so that the truth of Your words sink in and we know with clarity that it is You we are hearing.