It's a Wonder Filled Life

Faith, Nature, and what is in my heart



I’ve been thinking, a lot lately, about masks. The masks we wear on purpose and the masks we wear without even thinking about them.

I believe we all wear masks. Maybe we are wearing the mask of the efficient, capable person that knows just what to do and when to do it. Maybe our mask is the mom that knows exactly how to handle every situation that comes up. We all are wearing a mask and that isn’t always a bad thing, but some masks can keep us from being fully known by those around us.

The problem with masks is not the ones we hold up for a moment or two, but the ones that we put on so long ago that they have almost become part of us. We might reach up to remove it but find it is glued on. We find that the mask is so ingrained that we don’t know how to remove it.

I think I wear several of these masks. Others look at me and see the mask, but they help me to hide what is underneath, what is hiding, the real me.

The problem is that it can be difficult to remove these masks. The ones that have become so much a part of us that others use them to define us. We may know that the real definition is something completely different, but we don’t know how to show that. Sometimes, the mask we thought we put on is not the same one that others see, but we don’t know how to change their vision or our mask. It is hard to remove some masks because the experiences that go into making the mask aren’t a topic for casual conversation. We can’t say “I dress in baggy, ill fitting, worn out clothes because experiences I have had has made me want to hide my femininity and has made me want to not be noticed.”

In my family there has been a saying that I will argue with a wall that it is really a window. I am not proud of this, but it is the truth. I have been known to argue against all evidence that my point of view is right. I work hard now to keep this in check but there are other masks that are sort of part of this one.

I try to appear as a person that thinks they know what to do, when, and knows what they are talking about. The truth is that I usually feel completely out of my element and don’t know anything. I wing it. I am hiding my lack of self-confidence and insecurities behind a mask of (what I hope others see as) competence and self-assurance.

I half jokingly say I am an introverted extrovert. The truth is that I am shy but feel that if I don’t seek and get the attention I will be like the cobweb in the corner that no one ever notices. Even the most introverted wants to be noticed and cherished for who they are.

When I first started going to the Vine church in Temple, Texas I would arrive just when it started and leave as soon as everything was over. I didn’t know very many people and I didn’t want any one to feel they had to come talk to me and I didn’t want to be standing there with no one to talk to either. I don’t really know how to do small talk and since I didn’t know these people much I wasn’t sure what to say to anyone. Fortunately, the Vine is such a loving community, they sought me out, they caught be as I was arriving or leaving and talked to me. I was shy and scared and had (in some ways still have) no idea what I am doing or how to do it.

This is probably the opposite of what most would say. I think most people would say… “Yvonne acts like she knows what she is doing even when she doesn’t” It is another mask that is hard to remove.

A friend told me “The reason we have a hard time changing is we have a set of beliefs that make us who we are and to change we have to develop a new set of beliefs that support who we want to be.” I agree with this completely, but even if we change our beliefs we still have to figure out how to take the mask off. First impressions are important and once they are made it is difficult to get others to see beyond them even when we change.

We all have a variety of masks we wear, some deliberately, others unconsciously. Some we wear because they still serve a purpose for the moment, and others because we don’t know how to take them off. We all want to be known for who we really are, rather than for our masks, but when the rubber hits the road, we are afraid. Maybe we are afraid that others won’t like us if they knew the real us. Maybe we are afraid that some pain that made us create the mask will cause a pain in others.

Lets have a conversation about masks. Why we wear them, why they are so hard to remove sometimes, why they don’t always look the same to others as to ourselves, lets even talk about our own masks and start removing them. Let’s get to know each other, our real selves with all of our quirks and inabilities. Please share your thoughts and be respectful to others. All unkind or thoughtless comments will be removed. Let’s truly love one another as we get to know each other.

Here are a few blogs I have read this week and have found helpful and encouraging.



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Gifts from above

A wonderful week filled with some good things and some that were less good. I was able to hold a Red Shouldered Hawk this week, unfortunately it was an injured animal. I also was able to pet a baby gray fox but it too was at a wildlife rehabilitator. Image
Sometimes life gives us bad things that some thing good comes out of. James 1:17 tells us “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming from the Father of the heavenly lights” and Romans 8:28 tells us “in all things God works for the good of those who love him.” This doesn’t mean that God gives us bad experiences or makes bad things happen but instead he uses those bad things that happen because of the sin that entered the world to bring good things to us.

This week I saw the beauty of a hawk up closer than I ever thought I would, I also saw a beautiful painted bunting. Each day when I am at the park I see lots of God’s creation around me, and it makes me grateful to God, not only that he created these things but also, that he gave mankind the ability to appreciate them. We are made in God’s image so that means He loves the beauty of creation as well.
There are things in my life I am ashamed of, things that happened to me that weren’t such good experiences but I don’t want my life to be about them. I want my life to be about learning from those bad choices and learning how to deal with the hardships. Mostly I want my life to be about growing to be the woman God wants me to be. I know that I am not there yet but as we all know from the bible, God uses imperfect people to do his will. I am so grateful that through my mess, God has brought me through to where I am now. Surrounded by people I care about and care enough for me to point out my mistakes and still cheer me on. People that teach by example and will help anyone however they can. People that know what love means and live it daily.

I am grateful not that bad things have happened to me but that God has made good things come out of the bad.


Being Grateful Even When Things Don’t Go The Way We Thought They Should

Ever have one of those days (or weeks) where you can’t seem to get anything right. Every time you start a project you either can’t complete it because of things beyond your control or it seems to blow up in your face? I think we have all had these experiences and despite how frustrating they are, we get through them. We will all have this type of experience, as they say “It’s not if, it’s when”. How we react to these situations and how we learn from them can really teach us a lot and mold our character.

My week started with me trying to fix a lawn mower at work. The first problem I ran into was that I needed to buy some parts and the only person that could do that was out for a week. I also found that there was much more wrong with the lawn mower that we first thought. One of the transmissions was frozen and would have to be fixed before it could even be moved.

This problem with the lawn mower was only the beginning. Pretty much my whole week went that way. Even when I tried to start, what I thought would be, an easy project complications quickly arose. By the end of the week I was begging anyone  to give me a simple task that I would be able to complete.
I work in a park, with beauty all around me and I usually find it easy to be grateful and feel blessed by everything around me but this week found me struggling a little bit to shake off the grumps and look at the blessings. I found myself not listening to others as well and not wanting to do some of the things I find the most joy in doing. I didn’t like what I was letting myself be.


So I had to change what was going on in my head. One of my old bosses use to tell me all the time, you may not have any control over what happens to you or what people say about you but you do have control over how you react to it. I know that our frame of mind will not fix all of our problems, but it can help us to see that all is not bad.
Awhile back a friend of mine challenged me to find something good to talk about each day for a month. I chose to write about it on Facebook each night, right before I went to bed. That way each morning I would wake up, thinking about what I had written the night before. These first thoughts of the day made my day start, and continue with a grateful heart and a good outlook. In some ways this blog started there. This week, when I started noticing how much I was stressing out and how it was affecting my outlook as well as behavior, I started purposely making a list, each time I started getting frustrated, of all the things I am grateful for and how wonderful working at the park really is.

Some will say that we can’t always be happy, but I have another friend that says, “I choose to be happy”. I am not nearly the ever cheerful, happy person that she is, but I am working on it. Even on those frustrating days when we seem to be unable to accomplish much, I can see good, and I can learn about myself so that I can work on some less that desirable traits I may have uncovered.

I love helping others to learn more about nature and I am so grateful that I get to spend my days in the park watching all creation around me. One of the things I have been extremely grateful for this last week has been the friends I have been blessed with and all the things I learn from them, mostly by the examples they set and being patient for me to get to where I need to be. There are so many of you and you teach me different things. I know I have a long way to go but since a journey starts with a step, I have made a good start.

When our day/week/month starts out a little rough, lets all look to God’s creation and remember the blessings we have. I think this is one of the reasons I like sunrises and sunsets so much. It fills me with wonder, gratefulness, and awe that God would start and end each day with a song painted in the sky. This is an example we could all follow.


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How loud the stillness sings

Seeing the Prickly Pear and Indian Blanket bloom just makes my day. When the cardinals flitter from one tree to the next and the eastern bluebirds fly past me I am so grateful for a job that allows me to enjoy these things each day.

Psalms 19:1-6 says “The Heavens declare the glory of God”. David goes on to say that even without speech or words “their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world”. When I am looking at nature I can hear their song of praise. Awhile back when I had to work one Sunday morning I said that if they sang loud enough I would hear my church singing and join in. Later I had someone ask me if I really heard them. The answer was yes. I could hear the songs of praise, even though I was twenty miles away. I can always hear the praise to God on the breeze. All of creation is singing along.


Over the past week or so, we have had a few rain days and the results are popping out all over. If you listen you can hear the sighs of relief from the trees and, if you’re really quiet you may even hear the grass grow.

Earlier today, I read a blog post by Michael Hyatt about the practice of stillness. You can find the post at I’m not sure that I practice stillness the way he is talking about, but I do think it is important to be still and aware of what is around you. I love watching bunch grass wave in the breeze and sitting in wonder as a bee is seeking just the right flower. My mind de-cluters and sometimes when I finish and move on to the task at hand I find the clarity in my head has allowed for better organization of my thoughts, even though I wasn’t thinking about them at the time.
Psalms 150:1-6 ends by saying, “Let everything that has breath praise the Lord”. Lets join the birds and all the heavens in singing His praises throughout each day.


All scriptures have been taken from YouVersion NIV.

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It’s a Wonder Filled Life

Paint Brush

Sometimes when I look around me I feel like a child. I remember my children being so excited with every new thing. That is how my days go. I get to watch an Eastern Bluebird moving around the park and I am amazed by its beautiful color. I see the cardinals hopping from tree to tree and am thrilled at all the new life happening right here. I look around and even in just a small area I see a multitude of different grasses rather than the single grass that most fill their lawns with.

I am always amazed with plants. There are so many different colors, sizes, shapes, and textures. It is cool to me to know that plants in the mint family have triangular stems. Leaves… there are so many different types and shapes of leaves that it is incredible.

Nature always speaks to me about God. One of the many things it has clued me in on is that God doesn’t want His church to all look the same. Why would he have given the natural world so much variety if he wanted a homogenous, one-dimensional church?  We are made in God’s  image and we enjoy and appreciate all the beauty in nature, which tells me how much God loves beauty. It also makes me so very grateful that God made us in such a way that we can appreciate all his creation. I do think there are times that what we think of as beautiful isn’t always the same thing as what God thinks, but he does love beauty.


Living here in Texas, there is always a lot of talk about wild flowers in the spring, but I think most people are only thinking of the Blue Bonnet. It is the official state flower and very picturesque. After the Blue bonnets have faded and we no longer find families parked on the side of the road taking pictures of the kids in the fields of Blue bonnets, I like to go looking for some of the less famous Texas wild flowers. Right now the Prickly Pear are beautiful. There are many beautiful flowers blooming right now that don’t get all the attention that the bluebonnets get but are just as beautiful. Don’t get me wrong, I love the Blue Bonnets too, and one of my favorite pictures is one of a field of Blue Bonnets and Indian Paint Brush. I just marvel at the variety of all the wild flowers we have and how they are so different and yet all beautiful wild flowers.


Each with its very own type of flower. Each unique. Each created by God. Matthew 6:25-34 tells us that we don’t have to worry about tomorrow when we can look in the field and watch the birds and the flowers and see how God takes care of them. We need to seek, work towards, strive for God’s Kingdom not because all these other things will be added but instead because we long for a relationship with Him and we want to please that which we love.

This blog is going to be about how the things I see in nature help me to know God and appreciate all he has done for mankind. How it helps me to stay centered on my relationship with Him and how it keeps me happy and filled with wonder at all creation around me. It will also be me struggling to think things through because I do that by writing. I want comments because it always helps to listen to other views and to hear how someone else thinks. Please be respectful of others.