Tuesday Blog Promotion – July 16th

This week’s Blog Promotion is:

When Women Inspire

Don’t Forget:
Riverside Peace is an Award Free Blog and I won’t be setting up another Award. Tuesday Blog Promotion will be my way of showing my appreciation of my followers. There’s nothing for you to do to earn the promotion. Just simply keep blogging the way you do.

Chrissy at Riverside Peace

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Wisdom

Psalm 32:8 says:I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye.

Seeking wisdom should be a part of life. Wisdom should be sort when making decisions for a life time partner, parenting wisdom from newborns through school days, teens, their wedding plans… etc etc and on it goes. Wisdom is so important for daily guidance. Of course, theres an assortment of classes, counselling and generational pass-down of valuable experience. Wisdom is also needed during times of crisis and when under financial pressure.

Where do we find such wisdom?

James 1:5 –If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.

So why do we allow ourselves to stress out, panic or worry in times like this? How often do we seek wisdom from the Lord?

In the early years of my marriage, I used to stress over every minor crisis, especially when my husband was interstate with work or on a course where I couldnt contact him. When it came to a serious dilemma, I was panic stricken. It took sheer willpower to seek wisdom through His word and be strengthen by His truths so when a situation arose, I could take my concerns immediately to the Lord in prayer.

The next time theres a crisis or situations that requires wisdom, pray and seek out God’s wisdom in all circumstances. Through His Word and prayer, He will guide you through.

Father, show us wisdom in all situations that arise in our day-to-day lives. Teach us to trust you, seek out insights through your word and prompt us to pray through ever crisis. Strengthen us so we may stand firm when things happen that needs your wisdom to see us through. Amen.

Chrissy Siggee

First Published 2009

Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible

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My Granddaughters Fairy Train – Update

Update: July 13th 2019.

More fairies have moved in and a few homeless elves took refuge in the garden over the past few months. We’ll be replacing some of the annual herbs soon and the paint work will need a touch-up but overall it’s growing well.

September 29th 2018

Photography by Chrissy at Riverside Peace

I have been working with my five-year-old granddaughter Amelia for the past few months to create this fairy train for her and her baby sister, Ellora. It’s finally finished.It won’t be long until they are well supplied with strawberries, blueberries, tomatoes, lettuce, herbs and…of course fairies.

Stella’s Plight Chapter One

Chapter One

Stellas thick black hair momentarily obscured the unpaved footpath. Another April gusty breeze sent the fringe in the other direction but not in time to avoid the muddy puddle. Conscious now of a stain that would ruin her best pantsuit she avoided looking down. She wouldnt have been able to see much past the bundle in one arm and the heavy khaki carry bag over the other anyway. Can my day get any worse? she mumbled.

Oblivious of the people bustling around her, Stella again focused on one thing宇o get onto thattrain; her only escape.

Entering a short, almost empty tunnel the clicking of her heels on the concrete floor motivated her to walk faster. She dared a quick glance over her shoulder. Feeling only slightly easier, she turned a sharp right onto a crowded platform. Side stepping suitcases and groups of passengers that chatted and laughed, she kept going until she found an empty bench seat at the far end of the platform where she would be able to embark closest to the guards carriage.

The bundle stirred as Stella sat and eased the heavy bag from her sore shoulder. Not long now, little one. She reached into the bag for a pacifier. Sucking was instant. Stellas attention returned to her surroundings.

In a few short minutes, everyone had hushed and turned to face the approaching train. Returning the bag to her shoulder she stood carefully so not to lose grip of her precious bundle. Once the train had stopped completely, she stepped forward to board the carriage. Someone touched her elbow. Panic filled her until she realised that it was a short, pump woman dressed in very plain old fashion clothing. Around her neck hung a chunky cross on a simple chain.

Let me help with that. The woman took the bag without waiting for an answer.

Thank you, Stella answered as calmly as she could before she stepped across the gap and followed the woman to a seat at the rear of the carriage. Thank you, she said again before sitting beside her.

Stella moved the baby to the other arm to relieve the ache that had reached the point of stiffness and also to let the kind woman see her baby. Thank you, she said, knowing she had repeated herself again.

The warm smile made Stella feel more relaxed than she had been since the day before but still kept alert of what was happening around them.

Im Sister Anna Teresa, but you can call me Teresa. Its actually what my father called me.

Its good to meet you Teresa. Im Stella or Stel for short, she added with a smile.

Such a sweet baby. The words were tender.

Would you like to hold her, Stella asked.

Oh, could I? Teresa handed Stella the bag and reached over to accept the baby. Shes so tiny. Must be a newborn.

Stella searched the bag for the items she needed to prepare a bottle. Yes吁arah is a week-old today.

A whistle blew and the train began to move.

Teresa watched as Stella mixed the powder. Such a shame色 she said. I mean色

Thats all right. Im fine about not being able to feed her myself, was Stellas simple reply. Would you like to give her the bottle?

Teresas huge grin was all Stella needed to hand over the little bottle and remove the pacifier. She watched as Sarah sucked furiously bringing laughs from both women.

Looking up, Stella saw the guard making his way through the carriage. She closed her eyes and sighed heavily.

Do you have to travel far? Teresa asked carefully.

As far as the train goes, Stella answered without thinking. I mean匈m heading back to Bourke.

Such a long trip on your own with one so little. Her eyes now fixed on Stellas.

In that awkward moment she leaned forward and looked down at the blotchy brown marks at the hem of her slacks. She cringed slightly and studied the other passengers in their carriage. Some were involved in conversations, reading or preparing for a snooze. Stella took a deep breath and released it slowly before making an effort to respond. I am alone, she whispered. Its a long story.

We have plenty of time and Im a good listener夷f you want to share.

With a sense of relief, Stella slowly began her story.

To be continued.

穢 Chrissy Siggee – 2019

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Riverside Peace (the poem)

Theres something about a river
that draws me to its side
Effortlessly advancing
toward a lake or sea.

With abundance of freshness
its filled with life and health
Uninterrupted flowing
beyond the distant fields.

From gentle humble beginnings
– a fact of life itself
Amazingly appealing
amid a lonely past.

Whispers of the river embrace
the peace renews my mind
Majestically embracing
yonder pathways I see.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

Do you know who your Followers are?

In 2013, six years ago this past week, I created Riverside Peace but after a month of setting up the blog and posting a few test posts, my password wouldn’t work. I tried for months to retrieve it before I finally gave up. We had just moved into a sad little house that need a lot of our time renovating. That took almost eighteen months to complete. My aging father was living with us too, so blogging was the furthest thought from my mind.

Fifteen months ago, on a whim, I tried the very original password I had used back when I first set up the blog. To my surprised I was in!

The first thing I did was delete every single follower with the exception of a very dear friend. Then, I recreated the blog and shortly after I updated to the cheapest plan, mostly to get rid of those annoying ads. Interesting enough, On a Whim was the only free design at the time and it was perfect. By then I had a handful of loyal followers; in return, I followed them.

In just over twelve months I had established a following just under 500 and I followed around 200 bloggers. Not very loyal, was I?

In April this year I decided to spend much of my online time looking through blogs of those who have followed me since April 2018 and of those I had followed during that time. To my surprise I discovered the following:

  • 6 followers had deleted their blogs (some of these I had been following)
  • 3 were sex worker sites
  • 5 were bloggers who sell stuff
  • 7 hadnt posted for almost a year

I deleted all 21 followers and to my disbelief only one returned. He is a blogger that sells stuff but he turned out to be also a true follower. I actually deleted him twice before he sent me a message that he really like reading my posts. Sorry. We chatted back and forth and I agreed to leave him as a follower, if he wasnt offended if I didnt follow him. This he agreed to and promised to at least leave a like when he dropped by. He still does and from time to time he leaves a comment. I now follow him but just through Reader.

By deleting the other twenty followers, it had obviously dropped the overall number of bloggers who follow me. I thought I would never get to 500. June was the slowest month of new followers with only one or two new followers a week.

I have now also viewed all but the few recent follower blogs and increased the number of bloggers I follow. Please dont be offended if I have not viewed your blog or decided not to follow for a various reasons. The main reason is that some whole blogs are vacant of any English and I have no idea what their blog is about.

Thank you to all my loyal followers for putting up with me.
Chrissy