For some time I've felt that hubs and I need to get rid of "stuff" that we have in our home. We don't live richly, but we do live in a nice home. I used to desire a larger--well not necessarily larger, but a home set up differently with a different kitchen and bath. Coveting is so easy to do, and I'm guilty. When I catch myself, I stop it--but sometimes forget. Ahh the ways of the world/flesh; gets us everytime. The important thing is we realize and stop ourselves.
After reading this article:
http://www.aolnews.com/money/article/money-made-life-miserable-so-millionare-karl-rabeder-is-giving-it-away/19356181?icid=main|hp-laptop|dl3|link3|http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aolnews.com%2Fmoney%2Farticle%2Fmoney-made-life-miserable-so-millionare-karl-rabeder-is-giving-it-away%2F19356181
I realized there was a good reason for my feeling like we needed to unload some "stuff" in our house. I've slowly been doing that the past year and can't wait to do more! The article made me thankful that we aren't rich--and honestly, I've never wanted to be, as it seems to change people. Uppity people that think they are better because they have money and nice "things" I have little respect for due to the fact that there are so many people hurting out here and we should think of them instead of turning our noses in the air. The competing to see who can do better than another just drives me insane!
Many a time when we've seen someone on the corner with a homeless sign, we stop and give them what we have on us; but when I have nothing on me, it breaks my heart to just drive by. I do pray that the Lord fixes their situation, but still feel empty hearted. If I could, I'd take every homeless family in and help them.
My whole point here is be thankful for what you have. Accept it when you are given a financial struggle, as it's the Lord working on us to draw us nearer, and/or teach us a lesson. Honestly, when we struggle financially like we are right now--due to no construction going on--I realize He is probably telling us to slow down and live within our means. I have a habit of getting excited when we have money and buy for the grandkids "stuff", and things they need. But the stuff they "need", I have a tendency of going overboard, as I just want to make sure they have what they need and not have to want for. But wanting for things is a good lesson in life.
All too often in today's world with all the latest gadgets and what not, kids are spoiled and become selfish. I'm thankful I grew up in the country and wanting. We didn't have the newest and coolest "things" that came out. We didn't have game systems, VCR's and what not. We had animals and a large garden and hay field. We had to walk, ride bike or horse--or in the winter time thankfully we had snowmobiles; but could only take them occasionally due to gas--to get to our friends house, as our parents both worked full time. We lived at least a mile from our friends except for one house, it was a 1/4 of a mile. Did we ever complain, oh yeah, you bet we did. We were jealous of those that lived in town. We coveted what they had.
Today, I'm glad we lived like that. I'm sooo thankful that we didn't live in town, as many of them are now struggling in life, drug addicts and alcoholics. Some are of course living on the high life. Jealous, no way! I do hurt for those that are struggling. At one point in life, I wanted them to hurt like I did. I wanted to "get back" at those that turned their noses up at me, and they still do, as I "hated" them at the time. Such a hurtful word. Now I pray for them.
So for every struggle we go through, its for a reason. It's a testimony to those that are lost and confused. It's a testimony to those going through the same thing, that it's okay. The Lord is working on us. For we are all a work in progress as long as we are here on earth. Instead of moaning and groaning, we should be listening for his voice and follow the path he sends us on. Think about it; Jesus spent 40 days and 40 nights in the desert fasting. He had nothing for that time. He was tempted but never gave in. We must learn to do the same. Be blessed all, and live the life the Lord intends for you to live and rejoice in what you have!
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Sunday, February 14, 2010
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Life As It Is
I felt compelled to write this tonight as there is a lesson in it all, so please bear with me.
For about a month now, I've been up and down with emotions; doing battle with the enemy. I was trying hard to figure it all out. Asking the Lord to shed some light as to which way to go, what to think, what to do. I'll start this with one week at a time.
The first week was the beginning of the fight. I'm a grandmother that loves her grandchildren more than I could ever explain. They bring so much joy to life. So when I see things going on that can be harmful to them, that teaches them the wrong path in life, I let it fester until I have a hard time dealing with it all. I want so bad to shake my kids and say, what are you thinking? Why are you letting this happen? Don't you care?
Then I hear a small voice say, remember, I'm in control, or a message will come my way to remind me. I keep reading message after message about not worrying. I've even written some that I've read as a reminder. But the worry continues on. So there's a struggle in itself.
As time goes on, I read about many others struggling. It bothers me that so many are, but for some reason, I have a strong faith that all will be well with them, and find the strength to be supportive. So then I think why can't I do that with my own family. I have a dear friend that is really struggling, and have been worried about here. Here again is the worry. I keep repeating over and over again, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry. I can even hear Charles Stanley saying those very words over and over, as he had done a podcast on that very subject.
My little sister is getting worse. She's having a lot of numbness, shooting pain, can't sit at all. When she has to it's excruciating pain. The pain pills don't help much. Out of a job, a husband who is burnt out on taking care of the little ones, kids that don't want to help. Auuggghhh. I can't do anything to help. I feel trapped. I have to be here for the kids, but I'm needed there too. Lord, why is this happening? I want to scream, cry, whatever. Then I recount all the blessings that have been bestowed upon many and tell myself, this is a storm that will pass too.
Things look like they are going to look up and wham, another storm! What is going on? I've been getting sick often. Can't seem to get over this upper respiratory garbage, kids (that is grand kids) are struggling, sister is worse, dad is having more problems. And then we get the news our friend battling cancer; they find out that it's in his brain, lungs, and bones. Well right then one say, "He'll never make it." But...God is so good, he's healing him! So Glory to God, there is beauty and light and we must hang onto that. Spirits are lifted, worry is disappearing, this is a testimony that storms do past, and we get through them.
But then more bad news about my sister. It seems she just isn't going to be cut a break. It's one thing after another for her. I become very frustrated as why is this happening to such a sweet person that would give her life for another. She would do anything for anyone. Why Lord? Then I'm reminded that we should never ask why. He has the plans all laid out. I remind myself that Satan has been sending his dark angels to attack left and right. What am I doing? I can't let him win! No way! Then I see the grand kids picking themselves back up, and wham, they are down again. Ughhh, when is it going to stop!
Tonight, sitting and watching the Gaithers and their Heaven episode. I'm touched with such warmth of thinking of that glorious day when we go home. Then these two precious little girls come on and the oldest says, she thinks about how she wants to go home a lot. Instantly I think of all the little children that suffer, I think of my grand kids and a load is lifted off my shoulders as He whispers, "They may be suffering now, but remember, someday they will suffer no more!" Oh what a beautiful thought that was. Then it dawned on me, someday my sisters struggles will be no more. She too will go home and be pain free, stress free, with a smile that warms the heart. Someday we too will be there. The spell breaks, I'm free! Tears of joy stream down my face as I think about all the glory He brings, and worry shall be no more.
Thank you dear sweet Jesus for rescuing me from that constant plunging into the depths of nowhere where worry dwells.
You see, my downfall was that I was not always holding onto faith. I wasn't always seeking the kingdom of God. I was relying on myself. Many a time when the worry got so intense I would be nudged and reminded, "You can't do it alone." So I give myself fully and completely to Him. Thank you Father for rescuing me once again when I did not follow. Thank you for knowing my heart. Forgive me Father for not keeping the full faith of you, for walking alone. By your perfecting timing, by your plans, we shall wait upon the Lord. So off to read through Psalms, Proverbs, and Isaiah once again to be reminded of all I need to do. His word is mighty, and gives us strength.
May the roller coaster rides of everyone else cease right now. May the strength of the Lord walk with you and guide you. How many times have I written, "Face forward, keeping your eyes on Jesus?" Hmmmm, makes you think. It's easy to know, it's easy to write, but to follow isn't always easy. May the enemy be tromped and stomped back down, the armor of God put to work to block those poison arrows of deception. May we all be clothed with the gift of discernment. Stay in the light and out of the darkness. The Lord is our Savior! Be blessed each and everyone of you.
NOTE: I will be away again for a few days. I'm going to go help out my sister. Please keep Sarah in your prayers. Thank you, and God Bless!
For about a month now, I've been up and down with emotions; doing battle with the enemy. I was trying hard to figure it all out. Asking the Lord to shed some light as to which way to go, what to think, what to do. I'll start this with one week at a time.
The first week was the beginning of the fight. I'm a grandmother that loves her grandchildren more than I could ever explain. They bring so much joy to life. So when I see things going on that can be harmful to them, that teaches them the wrong path in life, I let it fester until I have a hard time dealing with it all. I want so bad to shake my kids and say, what are you thinking? Why are you letting this happen? Don't you care?
Then I hear a small voice say, remember, I'm in control, or a message will come my way to remind me. I keep reading message after message about not worrying. I've even written some that I've read as a reminder. But the worry continues on. So there's a struggle in itself.
As time goes on, I read about many others struggling. It bothers me that so many are, but for some reason, I have a strong faith that all will be well with them, and find the strength to be supportive. So then I think why can't I do that with my own family. I have a dear friend that is really struggling, and have been worried about here. Here again is the worry. I keep repeating over and over again, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry. I can even hear Charles Stanley saying those very words over and over, as he had done a podcast on that very subject.
My little sister is getting worse. She's having a lot of numbness, shooting pain, can't sit at all. When she has to it's excruciating pain. The pain pills don't help much. Out of a job, a husband who is burnt out on taking care of the little ones, kids that don't want to help. Auuggghhh. I can't do anything to help. I feel trapped. I have to be here for the kids, but I'm needed there too. Lord, why is this happening? I want to scream, cry, whatever. Then I recount all the blessings that have been bestowed upon many and tell myself, this is a storm that will pass too.
Things look like they are going to look up and wham, another storm! What is going on? I've been getting sick often. Can't seem to get over this upper respiratory garbage, kids (that is grand kids) are struggling, sister is worse, dad is having more problems. And then we get the news our friend battling cancer; they find out that it's in his brain, lungs, and bones. Well right then one say, "He'll never make it." But...God is so good, he's healing him! So Glory to God, there is beauty and light and we must hang onto that. Spirits are lifted, worry is disappearing, this is a testimony that storms do past, and we get through them.
But then more bad news about my sister. It seems she just isn't going to be cut a break. It's one thing after another for her. I become very frustrated as why is this happening to such a sweet person that would give her life for another. She would do anything for anyone. Why Lord? Then I'm reminded that we should never ask why. He has the plans all laid out. I remind myself that Satan has been sending his dark angels to attack left and right. What am I doing? I can't let him win! No way! Then I see the grand kids picking themselves back up, and wham, they are down again. Ughhh, when is it going to stop!
Tonight, sitting and watching the Gaithers and their Heaven episode. I'm touched with such warmth of thinking of that glorious day when we go home. Then these two precious little girls come on and the oldest says, she thinks about how she wants to go home a lot. Instantly I think of all the little children that suffer, I think of my grand kids and a load is lifted off my shoulders as He whispers, "They may be suffering now, but remember, someday they will suffer no more!" Oh what a beautiful thought that was. Then it dawned on me, someday my sisters struggles will be no more. She too will go home and be pain free, stress free, with a smile that warms the heart. Someday we too will be there. The spell breaks, I'm free! Tears of joy stream down my face as I think about all the glory He brings, and worry shall be no more.
Thank you dear sweet Jesus for rescuing me from that constant plunging into the depths of nowhere where worry dwells.
Matthew 6:25-24 NKJV
"25 Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat
or what you will drink; not about your body, what you will put on. Is not life
more than food and the body more than clothing?
26 Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather
into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than
they?
27 Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?
28 So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field,
how they grow; they neither toil nor spin;
29 and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed
like one of these.
30 Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and
tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of
little faith?
31 Therefore do now worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we
drink?' or 'What shall we wear?'
32 For after all these things the Gentiles seek. for your heavenly Father
knows that you need all these things.
33 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these
things shall be added to you.
34 Therefore do now worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about
it's own things. Sufficient for the day is it's own trouble."
You see, my downfall was that I was not always holding onto faith. I wasn't always seeking the kingdom of God. I was relying on myself. Many a time when the worry got so intense I would be nudged and reminded, "You can't do it alone." So I give myself fully and completely to Him. Thank you Father for rescuing me once again when I did not follow. Thank you for knowing my heart. Forgive me Father for not keeping the full faith of you, for walking alone. By your perfecting timing, by your plans, we shall wait upon the Lord. So off to read through Psalms, Proverbs, and Isaiah once again to be reminded of all I need to do. His word is mighty, and gives us strength.
May the roller coaster rides of everyone else cease right now. May the strength of the Lord walk with you and guide you. How many times have I written, "Face forward, keeping your eyes on Jesus?" Hmmmm, makes you think. It's easy to know, it's easy to write, but to follow isn't always easy. May the enemy be tromped and stomped back down, the armor of God put to work to block those poison arrows of deception. May we all be clothed with the gift of discernment. Stay in the light and out of the darkness. The Lord is our Savior! Be blessed each and everyone of you.
NOTE: I will be away again for a few days. I'm going to go help out my sister. Please keep Sarah in your prayers. Thank you, and God Bless!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Thankful Thursday
I'm thankful for a Loving God. No matter what we go through, He is always there. He is the only One that is Always there. He is always guiding, teaching, loving us, providing for us, answering... And the list goes on. What more could anyone ask for?
He knows our every need. He knows the exact time we need to hear something. I just love how He works in our lives. The way He brings the right people into our lives when we need them the most. How He knows the right people to teach us through the gifts He has given each individual.
Most of all, He doesn't care what we look like, how we dress, what color our hair is, etc. He designed us. He is happy with who we are. He doesn't expect us to be what others may expect us to be like. He only wants us to be who He put us here to be, to do His work.
Complain about what is expected? No way! I will always strive to do the best I possibly can. I take each day as a testimonial of His love. Remind myself of the great sacrifice of God giving of His only begotten Son to die for our sins. The suffering Jesus endured for us. And of Jesus roaming the desert for 40 days and 40 nights with nothing to drink or eat and being tempted by the devil. I gather strength by those happenings. Reminding myself what a lucky people we are to have such a great daddy!
Thankful I am. No, I could not ask for anything more. I once was a materialist girl. Thinking of how I wish I had what others had. Thinking we needed this and that to keep up with society to look the way I thought we were expected to look. But then I was led back to the Glorious, Loving Father, was saved, and given another chance. Daddy, I won't walk away this time. No, as I am thankful for each day you give me to learn more, to be led by You, and to get closer to You. Thank You Great Heavenly Father for your ever lasting love and faithfulness.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Us or The Cross
I came across a good message this morning. At first I was confused as it talked about a funeral will help. As I read on, I realized the importance and what the message was saying. It came from Prime Time With God. It started out with Today's Prayer and it went like this:
Today's Prayer
Lord, let me be a simple fool, not a hardened fool. Though I make many mistakes in life, I want to learn from those mistakes. I want to improve; to do what is right. As the Bible says, to be a "simple fool." Please never let me become a hardened fool who does not listen or learn from mistakes. I pray for your guidance, direction, and wisdom each and every day. Thank you for hearing me. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.
The importance of the message was to remind us that there needs to be less of us and more of Christ and the Cross. When we are baptized it is like the crucifixion of Christ on the Cross. He died and was risen. We are wiped clean of our sins, "died," and were given a new life, "rose again." We were given a new birth, a new begining.
Therefore with that new begining, we should be concentrating on being more Christ like. We should be thinking less of ourselves, as it's not about us, and concentrating more on how we should be more like Christ.
Have a beautiful blessed day. Make a ripple that keeps going and reaches out. May the Lord richly and abundantly bless you always. Remember to P.U.S.H.
Today's Prayer
Lord, let me be a simple fool, not a hardened fool. Though I make many mistakes in life, I want to learn from those mistakes. I want to improve; to do what is right. As the Bible says, to be a "simple fool." Please never let me become a hardened fool who does not listen or learn from mistakes. I pray for your guidance, direction, and wisdom each and every day. Thank you for hearing me. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.
The importance of the message was to remind us that there needs to be less of us and more of Christ and the Cross. When we are baptized it is like the crucifixion of Christ on the Cross. He died and was risen. We are wiped clean of our sins, "died," and were given a new life, "rose again." We were given a new birth, a new begining.
Therefore with that new begining, we should be concentrating on being more Christ like. We should be thinking less of ourselves, as it's not about us, and concentrating more on how we should be more like Christ.
Have a beautiful blessed day. Make a ripple that keeps going and reaches out. May the Lord richly and abundantly bless you always. Remember to P.U.S.H.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
God's Miraculous Doings!
So much has been happening lately. Hubby & I have felt that this is going to be a great year and that many good things are going to come of it. Our hearts are overflowing. The Catalyst Conference has really lifted us up. God is moving!
First off, a shout out to our sister-in-law in San Diego. Congratulations sweet sis! We are so proud of you and happy for you. We pray that your hubby was touched and will soon join you. She was baptized today! Praise the Lord!!!! So many have been giving their lives to the Lord. How awesome is that.
That is what is hoped to be gained through this blog is to help people understand the beauty of the Lord and how gracious He is. Hopefully it will lead people to Him. All that I write about God is to Glorify His name. It's through His leadings that I write. All the recognition goes to Him. I'm just thankful to be able to hear His sweet voice and be able to walk in His way! Thank You Lord!
Now to share something that was very profound to me from the service this morning. Our pastor talked about how we should be thanking God before we even ask for anything. We shouldn't just thank Him after He's answered a prayer, but thank Him for answering our requests before He does answer them.
The reason being; God already knows what we need before we even ask. He's already working on the request before we even speak it. Granted, it may not be answered as fast as we want, but remember, it's by His timing, not ours. We must put our full faith in Him and know that He is in control. He is an all loving God who will care for us. We will have our trials and tribulations, but it's all for pulling us closer in to Him.
There are times when the pain is so intense, or we watch a loved one go through a horrific time and wonder how this can be. We don't know, we don't need to know. We just need to keep the faith and trust in Him. It's hard sometimes. But I've learned lately that it is so much easier than worrying and not keeping in the Faith.
So open your hearts, souls, and arms and welcome Him in. Hold on tight. It's a glorious ride no matter what we go through. Thank You Jesus.
Oh, and one more thing. ;) Hee hee. When I go through tough times and start to question, I stop and think of the great sacrifice God and Jesus made for us, and then it all seems so trivial. Our sacrifices are nothing compared to what they endured. God Bless You All Always and Always P.U.S.H. Remember God Loves You Unconditionally!
First off, a shout out to our sister-in-law in San Diego. Congratulations sweet sis! We are so proud of you and happy for you. We pray that your hubby was touched and will soon join you. She was baptized today! Praise the Lord!!!! So many have been giving their lives to the Lord. How awesome is that.
That is what is hoped to be gained through this blog is to help people understand the beauty of the Lord and how gracious He is. Hopefully it will lead people to Him. All that I write about God is to Glorify His name. It's through His leadings that I write. All the recognition goes to Him. I'm just thankful to be able to hear His sweet voice and be able to walk in His way! Thank You Lord!
Now to share something that was very profound to me from the service this morning. Our pastor talked about how we should be thanking God before we even ask for anything. We shouldn't just thank Him after He's answered a prayer, but thank Him for answering our requests before He does answer them.
The reason being; God already knows what we need before we even ask. He's already working on the request before we even speak it. Granted, it may not be answered as fast as we want, but remember, it's by His timing, not ours. We must put our full faith in Him and know that He is in control. He is an all loving God who will care for us. We will have our trials and tribulations, but it's all for pulling us closer in to Him.
There are times when the pain is so intense, or we watch a loved one go through a horrific time and wonder how this can be. We don't know, we don't need to know. We just need to keep the faith and trust in Him. It's hard sometimes. But I've learned lately that it is so much easier than worrying and not keeping in the Faith.
So open your hearts, souls, and arms and welcome Him in. Hold on tight. It's a glorious ride no matter what we go through. Thank You Jesus.
Oh, and one more thing. ;) Hee hee. When I go through tough times and start to question, I stop and think of the great sacrifice God and Jesus made for us, and then it all seems so trivial. Our sacrifices are nothing compared to what they endured. God Bless You All Always and Always P.U.S.H. Remember God Loves You Unconditionally!
Sunday, December 28, 2008
ASK
Matthew 11:28[Jesus said,] "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
This comes from Crosswalks Heartlight daily verse. Is this good or what. What the message says about this verse is good. Just simply go to Crosswalk.com. Jesus is there and will provide. Which goes with a verse I read yesterday:
A Keep asking and it will be given to you.
S Keep seeking and you will find.
K Keep knocking and the door will be opened to you. Mat. 7:7
So what should we be doing?
ASKING!
This comes from Crosswalks Heartlight daily verse. Is this good or what. What the message says about this verse is good. Just simply go to Crosswalk.com. Jesus is there and will provide. Which goes with a verse I read yesterday:
A Keep asking and it will be given to you.
S Keep seeking and you will find.
K Keep knocking and the door will be opened to you. Mat. 7:7
So what should we be doing?
ASKING!
Friday, December 26, 2008
Our Christmas Lessons and Blessings
This year was a new experience. Our past Christmas' were so materialistic/secular. I always told the kids that it was the celebration of Jesus' birthday, but that was the extent of it. After watching our daughter and her kids and seeing how materialisitic/worldly their lives are, we decided to teach them an important lesson.
For one, we signed GD #1 into the church Christmas Choir. I know she and her sister were touched. It was a lesson for them both. We also took them to the Christmas Eve service which had an impact on them as well.
Then Christmas presents time. The oldest was upset and said, "This is it?" I told her to wait until she opened them and she would be suprised. I told her it wasn't about how many, but the meaning. Low and behold, the kids were very happy. Gone was the "Is this it attitude!" I could tell our daughter was upset at first as well. Then came the best part.
I had told you a few posts back about hubby going to the letters from dad group and the letter he had written me just because. Well for our anniversary he done the same and put it in a wooden box. I believe I wrote about it as well. I've never been more touched and never appreciated a gift more than those. I love how the Lord is working in Him.
Anyway, for our son and daughter, he had gotten them these boxes and put letters to them in both, along with some family heirlooms we had been holding for them until we felt they were responsible enough to appreciate them. He gave our son his grand dads old pocket watch. J loved it and the letter really touched him. He gave our daughter some bracelets that had belonged to his maternal grandmother. Our daughter bawled. It was so neat to see hubby and her hugging and crying and hugging and crying. She was touched.
I pray now that she is reminded of how great the Lord is and comes back to him. She needs to do this, as her life is a mess and she has been so depressed. Oh please Lord, open her eyes, ears and soul to you. Let her come to you. She needs you, so do the children. In Jesus Holy Name I pray. Amen.
Our son had strayed too until he recieved his box. Praise the Lord, he's back!!!!! God is Good. This was truly the best Christmas yet. It will be a terrific new year if our daughter returns to the Lord as well. I'm believing in healing of her soul. Please take a stand with me in Christs Holy Name. My heart is soaring right now while rehashing the day yesterday. I love the way he works in us. I could not imagine life without him. I only wish we had done this earlier, but...it's by His time, in His way. We had lessons to learn and growing up to do first to fully come to appreciate His love for us.
God Bless you all. I truly hope you all had as blessed of a Christmas as we did. God Loves You and so do I.
For one, we signed GD #1 into the church Christmas Choir. I know she and her sister were touched. It was a lesson for them both. We also took them to the Christmas Eve service which had an impact on them as well.
Then Christmas presents time. The oldest was upset and said, "This is it?" I told her to wait until she opened them and she would be suprised. I told her it wasn't about how many, but the meaning. Low and behold, the kids were very happy. Gone was the "Is this it attitude!" I could tell our daughter was upset at first as well. Then came the best part.
I had told you a few posts back about hubby going to the letters from dad group and the letter he had written me just because. Well for our anniversary he done the same and put it in a wooden box. I believe I wrote about it as well. I've never been more touched and never appreciated a gift more than those. I love how the Lord is working in Him.
Anyway, for our son and daughter, he had gotten them these boxes and put letters to them in both, along with some family heirlooms we had been holding for them until we felt they were responsible enough to appreciate them. He gave our son his grand dads old pocket watch. J loved it and the letter really touched him. He gave our daughter some bracelets that had belonged to his maternal grandmother. Our daughter bawled. It was so neat to see hubby and her hugging and crying and hugging and crying. She was touched.
I pray now that she is reminded of how great the Lord is and comes back to him. She needs to do this, as her life is a mess and she has been so depressed. Oh please Lord, open her eyes, ears and soul to you. Let her come to you. She needs you, so do the children. In Jesus Holy Name I pray. Amen.
Our son had strayed too until he recieved his box. Praise the Lord, he's back!!!!! God is Good. This was truly the best Christmas yet. It will be a terrific new year if our daughter returns to the Lord as well. I'm believing in healing of her soul. Please take a stand with me in Christs Holy Name. My heart is soaring right now while rehashing the day yesterday. I love the way he works in us. I could not imagine life without him. I only wish we had done this earlier, but...it's by His time, in His way. We had lessons to learn and growing up to do first to fully come to appreciate His love for us.
God Bless you all. I truly hope you all had as blessed of a Christmas as we did. God Loves You and so do I.
Testimony to God's Love
It has been two and a half years now since my hubby, son & I have given our lives to the Lord. My only wish is that we had done it sooner. As I had stated in an earlier post, I had given myself to Him as a child, but strayed when I turned 16. I owe my walk with Him to my paternal grandmother. She was a blessing in my life big time.
Anyway, joining the military I became an alcoholic big time. One year later I met hubby. He too was an alcoholic. One year later we are married and have a child. This is when our lives became very unstable. Our marriage was like a roller coaster. Hubby was hardly home. I poured my life into our children. 15 months after our son was born we had a daughter.
Hubby's drinking was out of control. I had settled down quite a bit worrying about the kids, but was still drinking way too much. It only took one drink then I wanted more and more. What kind of life was this for kids.
There is only one good thing about this time period, I did tell the kids about Jesus, pushed them to believe and hold onto that faith. I tried on Mother's day one year to get us involved in church. That was the only time we went. Hubby wasn't having anything to do with it.
See hubby lost his mom to cancer at the age of 10. This done a number on his whole family. Hubby felt there was no way there could be a God to take his mother from him. I prayed and prayed that somehow, someway he would be shown the light and saved. God is faithful!
So for 25 years our lives went on like this. Hubby doing his thing, I doing mine. I was very family until I had to go back to work. This happened during our kids teen years, so they had very little supervision. Not good plus the fact that their parents were alcohoics. What a sad and dangerous mixture.
We almost lost our son at one point. We had in a sense given up with him, thinking that he was a child lashing out and giving up. Come to find out, he had some serious mental disorders. This is where life tried to turn itself around, but to no avail. It worked for a short time. Year 22 of marriage, our marriage bottomed out. Hubby left us for someone else. Blaimed it all on me. He was right in some degrees, but as the saying goes, "it takes two to make or break a marriage is so true." We were both at fault with the problems.
This is when I found out that I'm bi-polar (mild end thank heavens). I finally got on some medication and started to turn my life around. I didn't give up on hubby, as for some reason I just knew I couldn't let go despite what had happened. I went off the deep end for a bit, drank my meals, didn't care about much at all, and then had an affair myself. I hated myself for it once I woke up. How could I do that when it went against every moral being in myself. I knew it was wrong. That is when I thought I was doomed. There was no way I could make it to heaven after that.
After a year of seperation, hubby & I reunited. We moved to Boise from Mountain Home. We became closer than we had ever been. We poured ourselves into our grand kids. But, we were still drinking heavily on weekends only finally. A year later we moved to Meridian. Our son & I started going to church off an on. It felt good to be back there. I quit smoking and drinking. One month later, hubby and son done the same. Then our son presented us with the Purpose Driven Life books and we studied that together.
The miracle that happened next was unbelievable. We all three became very engrossed in the book. We couldn't read it fast enough. We were taken in by it's very words and wanted to get to know the Lord better. We started working on trying to get hubby to go to church. He felt he needed to learn more first. So he kept reading the Bible and studying.
At one point during the study of the book when everyone had gone to bed, I prayed and then sat quietly. All of sudden I felt hands on my shoulders. At first I jumped and thenrealized that Jesus was holding me. Oh what a feeling. Next He took my hands in His. I cried and he rocked me. I knew then that I was forgiven. How awesome is that? All I had to do is follow His word and repent of my sins and He took me in. How could that happen after committing one of the worst sins possible?
Before long hubby announced that he found a church he wanted to try. So we went to Capitol Christian Center. This has become our home. We love it there. Our Pastors are amazing. We have a good family there. We soon became involved with volunteering. Who would have ever thought?
Ever since then, our marriage has become so strong. I'm amazed everyday by the work God is doing in hubby's life. He has done a complete turn around. Of course this would not have happened had we not given ourselves to the Lord. I don't think our marriage had ever been this strong, nor were we ever this happy with one another.
Hubby now has all the patience in the world with our kids and the grand kids. He's been a blessing beyond blessings. I've never known him to show emotion until these past couple of years. You can just see the pride in him for our kids and the grandkids. He has been so loving, patient, understanding, you name it. I couldn't ask for a better man.
As you can see, accepting the Lord into your lives can work miracles. Hubby keeps asking me what ever possessed me to never give up on him. I keep telling him that I just knew there was a good man lost inside that body. He says he doesn't deserve me and I laugh, and remind him that we are of the flesh, and we all mess up, some worse than others. That I'm just thankful that we finally found our way to Him. Now our lives are complete!
So I pray that those that do not know Him, come to Him. As life without the Lord is empty. It's nothing but pain and sorrow without Him. Since giving ourselves to the Lord, we have met so many wonderful real, true friends. We have found peace and love with one another. We are armed with the armor of God!
Does Satan try to get us to slip up and go astray, oh yeah. The more we learn and the closer our walk with the Lord, the harder he tries. He attacks the ones that are close and endearing to us. It's hard to watch, but we have learned so much and have learned to rebuke the enemy. We have the opportunity to teach our grandkids the same path. They love it! Our oldest grand daughter craves learning about God and Jesus. How cool is that?! I could never imagine going back to our old ways. We used to think we were having fun. Ha! That's a joke. Looking back, it was nothing but pain and ugliness.
Praise God for His Faithfulness!
Anyway, joining the military I became an alcoholic big time. One year later I met hubby. He too was an alcoholic. One year later we are married and have a child. This is when our lives became very unstable. Our marriage was like a roller coaster. Hubby was hardly home. I poured my life into our children. 15 months after our son was born we had a daughter.
Hubby's drinking was out of control. I had settled down quite a bit worrying about the kids, but was still drinking way too much. It only took one drink then I wanted more and more. What kind of life was this for kids.
There is only one good thing about this time period, I did tell the kids about Jesus, pushed them to believe and hold onto that faith. I tried on Mother's day one year to get us involved in church. That was the only time we went. Hubby wasn't having anything to do with it.
See hubby lost his mom to cancer at the age of 10. This done a number on his whole family. Hubby felt there was no way there could be a God to take his mother from him. I prayed and prayed that somehow, someway he would be shown the light and saved. God is faithful!
So for 25 years our lives went on like this. Hubby doing his thing, I doing mine. I was very family until I had to go back to work. This happened during our kids teen years, so they had very little supervision. Not good plus the fact that their parents were alcohoics. What a sad and dangerous mixture.
We almost lost our son at one point. We had in a sense given up with him, thinking that he was a child lashing out and giving up. Come to find out, he had some serious mental disorders. This is where life tried to turn itself around, but to no avail. It worked for a short time. Year 22 of marriage, our marriage bottomed out. Hubby left us for someone else. Blaimed it all on me. He was right in some degrees, but as the saying goes, "it takes two to make or break a marriage is so true." We were both at fault with the problems.
This is when I found out that I'm bi-polar (mild end thank heavens). I finally got on some medication and started to turn my life around. I didn't give up on hubby, as for some reason I just knew I couldn't let go despite what had happened. I went off the deep end for a bit, drank my meals, didn't care about much at all, and then had an affair myself. I hated myself for it once I woke up. How could I do that when it went against every moral being in myself. I knew it was wrong. That is when I thought I was doomed. There was no way I could make it to heaven after that.
After a year of seperation, hubby & I reunited. We moved to Boise from Mountain Home. We became closer than we had ever been. We poured ourselves into our grand kids. But, we were still drinking heavily on weekends only finally. A year later we moved to Meridian. Our son & I started going to church off an on. It felt good to be back there. I quit smoking and drinking. One month later, hubby and son done the same. Then our son presented us with the Purpose Driven Life books and we studied that together.
The miracle that happened next was unbelievable. We all three became very engrossed in the book. We couldn't read it fast enough. We were taken in by it's very words and wanted to get to know the Lord better. We started working on trying to get hubby to go to church. He felt he needed to learn more first. So he kept reading the Bible and studying.
At one point during the study of the book when everyone had gone to bed, I prayed and then sat quietly. All of sudden I felt hands on my shoulders. At first I jumped and thenrealized that Jesus was holding me. Oh what a feeling. Next He took my hands in His. I cried and he rocked me. I knew then that I was forgiven. How awesome is that? All I had to do is follow His word and repent of my sins and He took me in. How could that happen after committing one of the worst sins possible?
Before long hubby announced that he found a church he wanted to try. So we went to Capitol Christian Center. This has become our home. We love it there. Our Pastors are amazing. We have a good family there. We soon became involved with volunteering. Who would have ever thought?
Ever since then, our marriage has become so strong. I'm amazed everyday by the work God is doing in hubby's life. He has done a complete turn around. Of course this would not have happened had we not given ourselves to the Lord. I don't think our marriage had ever been this strong, nor were we ever this happy with one another.
Hubby now has all the patience in the world with our kids and the grand kids. He's been a blessing beyond blessings. I've never known him to show emotion until these past couple of years. You can just see the pride in him for our kids and the grandkids. He has been so loving, patient, understanding, you name it. I couldn't ask for a better man.
As you can see, accepting the Lord into your lives can work miracles. Hubby keeps asking me what ever possessed me to never give up on him. I keep telling him that I just knew there was a good man lost inside that body. He says he doesn't deserve me and I laugh, and remind him that we are of the flesh, and we all mess up, some worse than others. That I'm just thankful that we finally found our way to Him. Now our lives are complete!
So I pray that those that do not know Him, come to Him. As life without the Lord is empty. It's nothing but pain and sorrow without Him. Since giving ourselves to the Lord, we have met so many wonderful real, true friends. We have found peace and love with one another. We are armed with the armor of God!
Does Satan try to get us to slip up and go astray, oh yeah. The more we learn and the closer our walk with the Lord, the harder he tries. He attacks the ones that are close and endearing to us. It's hard to watch, but we have learned so much and have learned to rebuke the enemy. We have the opportunity to teach our grandkids the same path. They love it! Our oldest grand daughter craves learning about God and Jesus. How cool is that?! I could never imagine going back to our old ways. We used to think we were having fun. Ha! That's a joke. Looking back, it was nothing but pain and ugliness.
Praise God for His Faithfulness!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Tis the Season for Giving
At first I was going to do a segment on healing since I've been writing of hurts lately. But then the Lord spoke and said, "I'd rather you talk about giving. This time of year is my reminder for people to think of others rather than themselves." So today is all about giving.
It is a reminder that Christmas time is for giving. But should the giving be only this time of year? No, it is a time to remember that the Lord wants us to give at all times. Does it mean one has to spend money? No, giving of the "heart." For a gift given of the heart is much more meaningful.
Christmas time all too often the true meaning of giving is lost. The amount of a gift is often looked at versus whether or not it came from the heart. The commercialism has taken over the true meaning of Christmas. We have become a people of greed instead a people of blessings, giving, and most importantly the celebration of Christ.
I'm going to give a few scriptures on giving that have touched me, and I hope it does the same for you.
"If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat, and if he is thristy, give him water to drink; and the Lord will reward you." Proverbs 25:21
Some would say, "Why would we give to an enemy?" Because your enemies are the ones in need of being saved. We must show the heart of the Lord in order for them to seek Him.
7"Each person should do as he has decided in his heart--not out of regret or out of necessity, for God loves a cheerful giver. 8 And God is able to make every grace overflow to you, so that in every way, always having, everything you need, you may excel in every good work. 9 As it is written: He has scattered;
He has given to the poor;
His righteousness endures forever.
10Now the One who provides seed for the sower and bread for food will provide and multiply your seed and increase the harvest of your reighteousness, 11as you are enriched in every way for all generosity, which produces thanksgiving to God through us. 12For the ministry of this service is not only supplying the needs of the saints, but is also overflowing in many acts of thanksgiving to God. 13Through the proof of this service, they will glorify God for your obedience to the confession of the gospel of Christ, and for your generosity in sharing with them and with others. 14And in their prayers for you they will have deep affection for you because of the surpassing grace of God on you. 15Thanks be to God for His indescribbable gift." Corinthians 9:7-15
I like this one, as many times I get a weird look when someone asks me what I would like for Christmas. My reply is for people to remember the real meaning of Christmas, for peace on Earth, for health and happiness and my family to be together. I then say I like to give rather than receive. I admit, there was a time that I loved to receive too, but loved to give also. Now, I just like to give. This next scripture says it well.
35"In every way I've shown you that by laboring like this, it is necessary to help the weak and to keep in mind the words of the Lord Jesus, for He said, 'It is more blessed to give than to receive."
Acts 20:35
This next one says it well:
16"A gift opens doors for a man and brings him before the great." Proverbs 18:16
I like this last one, as it tells us that by giving, we are opening a door for them to go before the Lord. Our giving to others, not just a boughten gift, but a gift of Love can open their eyes, ears and soul to the Lord. So the next time you are thinking of a gift, don't think about how big it is, if it is going to be the "best" gift, if it is going to be the most "expensive" gift, or if it is going to be the gift that outshines everyone elses; instead, ask yourself if it is the gift the Lord wants you to give? Is it a gift that is going to benefit the receiver?
Some helpful thoughts: When we see a person on a street corner with their signs reading they need help, do we look the other way, or do we do what ever we can to help? What would the Lord want? It doesn't matter what you may think of them. All too often we think they are just looking for another handout, or money for their next bottle, or drugs. Have you ever asked yourself, what if that was me? What if by my giving and silently praying for this person they will be saved? The gift of giving can do so much.
When you see a person alone and down, do we just walk by them shaking our heads, thinking poor soul; or do we stop and say hello with a kind, warm smile? Sharing our hearts with others can open so many doors for those people. I met a sweet older woman when I was helping out my sister at her work. She used a walker to get around. She always had a cheery disposition, always a smile for you and kind words. She wasn't afraid to quote some scriptures or pass on some God given advice. This women was a giver of the Lord. She touched my heart deeply.
She went beyond that. There was a day she was out walking--which she done daily--when she came upon a group of gang members. She didn't bulk, she smiled and waited to cross the street. These young men stepped out into the street and stopped traffic for her, and helped her across the street. She thanked them and told them God loves them. They have not been seen in their gang garb since and gone straight. How awesome is that.
The gift of giving. It can go so far.
May the Lord Bless you all abundantly and give you the heart of giving. Amen
It is a reminder that Christmas time is for giving. But should the giving be only this time of year? No, it is a time to remember that the Lord wants us to give at all times. Does it mean one has to spend money? No, giving of the "heart." For a gift given of the heart is much more meaningful.
Christmas time all too often the true meaning of giving is lost. The amount of a gift is often looked at versus whether or not it came from the heart. The commercialism has taken over the true meaning of Christmas. We have become a people of greed instead a people of blessings, giving, and most importantly the celebration of Christ.
I'm going to give a few scriptures on giving that have touched me, and I hope it does the same for you.
"If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat, and if he is thristy, give him water to drink; and the Lord will reward you." Proverbs 25:21
Some would say, "Why would we give to an enemy?" Because your enemies are the ones in need of being saved. We must show the heart of the Lord in order for them to seek Him.
7"Each person should do as he has decided in his heart--not out of regret or out of necessity, for God loves a cheerful giver. 8 And God is able to make every grace overflow to you, so that in every way, always having, everything you need, you may excel in every good work. 9 As it is written: He has scattered;
He has given to the poor;
His righteousness endures forever.
10Now the One who provides seed for the sower and bread for food will provide and multiply your seed and increase the harvest of your reighteousness, 11as you are enriched in every way for all generosity, which produces thanksgiving to God through us. 12For the ministry of this service is not only supplying the needs of the saints, but is also overflowing in many acts of thanksgiving to God. 13Through the proof of this service, they will glorify God for your obedience to the confession of the gospel of Christ, and for your generosity in sharing with them and with others. 14And in their prayers for you they will have deep affection for you because of the surpassing grace of God on you. 15Thanks be to God for His indescribbable gift." Corinthians 9:7-15
I like this one, as many times I get a weird look when someone asks me what I would like for Christmas. My reply is for people to remember the real meaning of Christmas, for peace on Earth, for health and happiness and my family to be together. I then say I like to give rather than receive. I admit, there was a time that I loved to receive too, but loved to give also. Now, I just like to give. This next scripture says it well.
35"In every way I've shown you that by laboring like this, it is necessary to help the weak and to keep in mind the words of the Lord Jesus, for He said, 'It is more blessed to give than to receive."
Acts 20:35
This next one says it well:
16"A gift opens doors for a man and brings him before the great." Proverbs 18:16
I like this last one, as it tells us that by giving, we are opening a door for them to go before the Lord. Our giving to others, not just a boughten gift, but a gift of Love can open their eyes, ears and soul to the Lord. So the next time you are thinking of a gift, don't think about how big it is, if it is going to be the "best" gift, if it is going to be the most "expensive" gift, or if it is going to be the gift that outshines everyone elses; instead, ask yourself if it is the gift the Lord wants you to give? Is it a gift that is going to benefit the receiver?
Some helpful thoughts: When we see a person on a street corner with their signs reading they need help, do we look the other way, or do we do what ever we can to help? What would the Lord want? It doesn't matter what you may think of them. All too often we think they are just looking for another handout, or money for their next bottle, or drugs. Have you ever asked yourself, what if that was me? What if by my giving and silently praying for this person they will be saved? The gift of giving can do so much.
When you see a person alone and down, do we just walk by them shaking our heads, thinking poor soul; or do we stop and say hello with a kind, warm smile? Sharing our hearts with others can open so many doors for those people. I met a sweet older woman when I was helping out my sister at her work. She used a walker to get around. She always had a cheery disposition, always a smile for you and kind words. She wasn't afraid to quote some scriptures or pass on some God given advice. This women was a giver of the Lord. She touched my heart deeply.
She went beyond that. There was a day she was out walking--which she done daily--when she came upon a group of gang members. She didn't bulk, she smiled and waited to cross the street. These young men stepped out into the street and stopped traffic for her, and helped her across the street. She thanked them and told them God loves them. They have not been seen in their gang garb since and gone straight. How awesome is that.
The gift of giving. It can go so far.
May the Lord Bless you all abundantly and give you the heart of giving. Amen
Friday, December 12, 2008
JESUS or Santa?
Santa lives at the North Pole.
JESUS is everywhere.
Santa rides in a sleigh
JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.
Santa comes but once a year
JESUS is an ever present help.
Santa fills your stockings with goodies
JESUS supplies all your needs.
Santa comes down your chimney uninvited
JESUS stands at your door and knocks.
And then enters your heart.
You have to stand in line to see Santa
JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.
Santa lets you sit on his lap
JESUS lets you rest in His arms.
Santa doesn't know your name, all he can say is
"Hi little boy or girl, what's your name?"
JESUS knew our name before we did.
Not only does He know our name,
He knows our address too.
He knows our history and future and He
even knows how many hairs are on our heads.
Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly
JESUS has a heart full of love.
All Santa can offer is HO HO HO
JESUS offers health, help and hope.
Santa says "You better not cry"
JESUS says "Cast all your cares on me
for I care for you.
Santa's little helpers make toys
JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts,
repairs broken homes and builds mansions.
Santa may make you chuckle but
JESUS gives you joy that is your strength.
While Santa puts gifts under your tree
JESUS became our gift and died on the tree.
It's obvious there is really no comparison.
We need to remember WHO Christmas is all about.
We need to put Christ back in Christmas.
Jesus is still the reason for the season.
May the Lord Bless and Watch over you and your loved ones this Christmas 2008;
and may He prosper and bless the work of your hands in the New Year of 2009!
JESUS is everywhere.
Santa rides in a sleigh
JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.
Santa comes but once a year
JESUS is an ever present help.
Santa fills your stockings with goodies
JESUS supplies all your needs.
Santa comes down your chimney uninvited
JESUS stands at your door and knocks.
And then enters your heart.
You have to stand in line to see Santa
JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.
Santa lets you sit on his lap
JESUS lets you rest in His arms.
Santa doesn't know your name, all he can say is
"Hi little boy or girl, what's your name?"
JESUS knew our name before we did.
Not only does He know our name,
He knows our address too.
He knows our history and future and He
even knows how many hairs are on our heads.
Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly
JESUS has a heart full of love.
All Santa can offer is HO HO HO
JESUS offers health, help and hope.
Santa says "You better not cry"
JESUS says "Cast all your cares on me
for I care for you.
Santa's little helpers make toys
JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts,
repairs broken homes and builds mansions.
Santa may make you chuckle but
JESUS gives you joy that is your strength.
While Santa puts gifts under your tree
JESUS became our gift and died on the tree.
It's obvious there is really no comparison.
We need to remember WHO Christmas is all about.
We need to put Christ back in Christmas.
Jesus is still the reason for the season.
May the Lord Bless and Watch over you and your loved ones this Christmas 2008;
and may He prosper and bless the work of your hands in the New Year of 2009!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
God's Message
I had just walked away from the computer to get some cleaning done, as I was gone this morning, and then slept a couple of hours when I got back. I then got on here to do some catching up. Yes, I am a procrastinator at times. I'm trying to over come that bad habit. The reason for being so tired is I was woken up at 1:30 this morning. I will tell why below.
Any way, while doing the dishes, this revelation came to me. I was thinking about my last post and how it may have sounded like I was wanting sympathy. This couldn't be further from the truth. I am not looking for sympathy by any means. I am using the experiences to reveal how glorious God is.
Let's start with this morning, being awakened by a cat outside our window at 1:30 this morning. I was agitated, then tried to go back to sleep. The Lord said, "No, I want you to get up." So I did. I came out to the front room (computer room), got a drink of juice and sat. I opened my computer as I was told. He told me to listen to the pastors sermon from this last weekend. We missed church since going to visit my parents. So I did. Very good message as always. Our pastors son, Krist is doing the segment on DO. It has been great! If anyone wants to listen to any of the messages given weekly and extras, go here. Simply click on watch and listen, then click on to listen or to watch and listen the message(s).
What I mean by God being glorius, is I had asked Him why all the hurt and suffering at the holidays. I wanted to understand why this happened so often. It is because this is the time when commericalism sets in. We tend to dwell on "presents" and not the actual meaning of Christmas. Yes, Christmas is a time of giving. But do we spend it well? Do we give to the proper channels? Do we give to others outside our family? Do we give to the church? Do we give to the community? Do we give to the nation? Most importantly, is our giving to Glorify the Lord? Or, is our giving to make "us" feel good. When we give, are we doing it in the name of the Lord?
We have always talked about the celebration of Christ at Christmas time and told the kids this is the true meaning of Christmas. But...we still went overboard with the "present" not "gift" giving. There is a difference. It is easy to give a "present", but to give a "gift" comes from the soul. All too often the amount paid for a "present" is the high point of the "present." But the meaning, the blessing, the thought that goes with a "gift" is a true "gift." Anyone can give a "present." But it takes a person of God to give a "gift."
Wow! I just became overwhelmed with this message. Thank you Jesus for your profound message. I too have a better understanding now. I love how He works. I love how our hands are guided by His loving hands. I love how He uses us to touch others, to lead others to Him.
May you all have a glorious blessed week!
May the Glory all be for HIM! Amen.
God Bless
Continue to P.U.S.H.
Any way, while doing the dishes, this revelation came to me. I was thinking about my last post and how it may have sounded like I was wanting sympathy. This couldn't be further from the truth. I am not looking for sympathy by any means. I am using the experiences to reveal how glorious God is.
Let's start with this morning, being awakened by a cat outside our window at 1:30 this morning. I was agitated, then tried to go back to sleep. The Lord said, "No, I want you to get up." So I did. I came out to the front room (computer room), got a drink of juice and sat. I opened my computer as I was told. He told me to listen to the pastors sermon from this last weekend. We missed church since going to visit my parents. So I did. Very good message as always. Our pastors son, Krist is doing the segment on DO. It has been great! If anyone wants to listen to any of the messages given weekly and extras, go here. Simply click on watch and listen, then click on to listen or to watch and listen the message(s).
What I mean by God being glorius, is I had asked Him why all the hurt and suffering at the holidays. I wanted to understand why this happened so often. It is because this is the time when commericalism sets in. We tend to dwell on "presents" and not the actual meaning of Christmas. Yes, Christmas is a time of giving. But do we spend it well? Do we give to the proper channels? Do we give to others outside our family? Do we give to the church? Do we give to the community? Do we give to the nation? Most importantly, is our giving to Glorify the Lord? Or, is our giving to make "us" feel good. When we give, are we doing it in the name of the Lord?
We have always talked about the celebration of Christ at Christmas time and told the kids this is the true meaning of Christmas. But...we still went overboard with the "present" not "gift" giving. There is a difference. It is easy to give a "present", but to give a "gift" comes from the soul. All too often the amount paid for a "present" is the high point of the "present." But the meaning, the blessing, the thought that goes with a "gift" is a true "gift." Anyone can give a "present." But it takes a person of God to give a "gift."
Wow! I just became overwhelmed with this message. Thank you Jesus for your profound message. I too have a better understanding now. I love how He works. I love how our hands are guided by His loving hands. I love how He uses us to touch others, to lead others to Him.
May you all have a glorious blessed week!
May the Glory all be for HIM! Amen.
God Bless
Continue to P.U.S.H.
Faith
Recently I've been doing a lot of pondering. There is so much going on in life. It never fails either, it seems during the holidays is when all starts to unravel. I've wondered why. I have to admit, even as a Christian, I've asked why and then feel bad. I know why, God has a plan, a reason, a season for everything. This does not always make it easier.
Then I sit back and look at those that never question, never let the worldliness get to them, etc. I admire people that are that enveloped in the Lord and pray that I too will get there some day. I know life isn't perfect, as we are of the flesh. We inherited our problems from Adam & Eve. But...we can try to make a difference. We can try to stop the sinning.
I'm getting off course here. I have a habit of letting my mind run amuck when I'm on a thought. I had written of the trials our family is currently facing. Then I look back. We lost my paternal grandfather just before Thanksgiving over 10 years ago. My paternal grandmother just before Christmas a little over 10 years ago. My maternal grandmother New Years a few years ago. We spent Christmas with her watching her suffer terribly. Bot grandmothers died of lung cancer. My grandfather died of Alzheimers having a major heartattack. Everyone was during the holidays. My husbands maternal grandmother and her sister died with in three days of one another just before Christmas while he was stationed in Iraq over 10 years ago.
Now this year, we lost my husbands sister-in-law a week before her youngest sons birthday, just a few months before the holidays to suicide. Our daughters depression is getting worse. Our neice is suicidal and in lock down. My parents are not doing well at all. On the up side, hubby's dad just recently remarried after losing his second wife. Hubby's mother died from cancer when he was 10. His step mom recently passed from a long battle with Lupus, her pancreas shut down and infected her whole body. His dad is now married to a very healthy vibrant woman. We pray all goes well for him.
The best part about the marriage, she is a devout Christian. She has done so much for the church, community, and Israel! She has hubby's dad going to church! Praise the Lord!!!!
When these events take place in our lives, it reminds us of just how good God is. We must ponder on the positive. It is vital that we do. Yes, there are going to be hurtful times in life. It is our solemn messages to not forget who we are to follow. When we get off track, He uses these trials to remind us. When others get off track or have yet to come to Him, he uses those painful times to wake us up.
I have to admit though. I told hubby on the way home Sunday; "I've been praying for my sister and her hubby to be shaken and woken to Him, that something is done to wake them up, to open their eyes, ears, and souls to Him for their daughters sake, and theirs." When we recieved the call about my neice, my reaction was why Lord? Why are you using her? Why are you letting her go through more suffering than she alreadys has? But then I remembered; often times those that we are closest to are the ones He uses to wake us up. It hurts to see her suffer. I just have to believe and hang on to the Lord that she will get better and their family will be brought back to where it needs to be. They were drifting apart from one another big time.
Okay, I've rattled on here. I hope I have gotten the intended message out. We need to believe in Christ our Lord and Savior. Giving up only opens the wrong doors. Praying is vital. When we got the call, I went into the bedroom and dropped to my knees and cried out to Him. As hon has pointed out; bless her for sharing that; we must believe, follow, and P.U.S.H.
God Bless you all. Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for your friendship. I am truly blessed.
Then I sit back and look at those that never question, never let the worldliness get to them, etc. I admire people that are that enveloped in the Lord and pray that I too will get there some day. I know life isn't perfect, as we are of the flesh. We inherited our problems from Adam & Eve. But...we can try to make a difference. We can try to stop the sinning.
I'm getting off course here. I have a habit of letting my mind run amuck when I'm on a thought. I had written of the trials our family is currently facing. Then I look back. We lost my paternal grandfather just before Thanksgiving over 10 years ago. My paternal grandmother just before Christmas a little over 10 years ago. My maternal grandmother New Years a few years ago. We spent Christmas with her watching her suffer terribly. Bot grandmothers died of lung cancer. My grandfather died of Alzheimers having a major heartattack. Everyone was during the holidays. My husbands maternal grandmother and her sister died with in three days of one another just before Christmas while he was stationed in Iraq over 10 years ago.
Now this year, we lost my husbands sister-in-law a week before her youngest sons birthday, just a few months before the holidays to suicide. Our daughters depression is getting worse. Our neice is suicidal and in lock down. My parents are not doing well at all. On the up side, hubby's dad just recently remarried after losing his second wife. Hubby's mother died from cancer when he was 10. His step mom recently passed from a long battle with Lupus, her pancreas shut down and infected her whole body. His dad is now married to a very healthy vibrant woman. We pray all goes well for him.
The best part about the marriage, she is a devout Christian. She has done so much for the church, community, and Israel! She has hubby's dad going to church! Praise the Lord!!!!
When these events take place in our lives, it reminds us of just how good God is. We must ponder on the positive. It is vital that we do. Yes, there are going to be hurtful times in life. It is our solemn messages to not forget who we are to follow. When we get off track, He uses these trials to remind us. When others get off track or have yet to come to Him, he uses those painful times to wake us up.
I have to admit though. I told hubby on the way home Sunday; "I've been praying for my sister and her hubby to be shaken and woken to Him, that something is done to wake them up, to open their eyes, ears, and souls to Him for their daughters sake, and theirs." When we recieved the call about my neice, my reaction was why Lord? Why are you using her? Why are you letting her go through more suffering than she alreadys has? But then I remembered; often times those that we are closest to are the ones He uses to wake us up. It hurts to see her suffer. I just have to believe and hang on to the Lord that she will get better and their family will be brought back to where it needs to be. They were drifting apart from one another big time.
Okay, I've rattled on here. I hope I have gotten the intended message out. We need to believe in Christ our Lord and Savior. Giving up only opens the wrong doors. Praying is vital. When we got the call, I went into the bedroom and dropped to my knees and cried out to Him. As hon has pointed out; bless her for sharing that; we must believe, follow, and P.U.S.H.
God Bless you all. Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for your friendship. I am truly blessed.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Scars
Yesterday on "One Minute Writer" the subject was on scars. This subject has gotten my mind going. There are different ways to think about scars, such as I have few, some from stupidity, some from surgery, from being a mom and a grandma, and some that are heartfelt.
For example, (Stupidity: I have a scar on my shoulder from climbing through a barbed wire fence from being in the horse corral when I wasn't suppose to be. Another from hanging myself by my ring on the overhang of the stairwell. (long story). ;) LOL There's the ball joint behind the big toe of my left foot sticking out from jumping in a dunk tank when I shouldn't have and broke it. I never went in, and am reminded constantly of that embarrassing moment. (blushing)
Then there's the surgeries: Three on my knee from tearing the meniscus in a couple of places--there will be more of those as I have serious rhuematoid arthritis in my knees and will eventually need a knee replacement--but that's okay. I'm just thinkful I can still walk! Scars from a gall bladder removal--thankful it was laproscopic. Scars from a hysterectomy, bladder suspension and recteceal all at one time. And then huge scars from a mastectomy, due to being too top heavy and needed to relieve the shoulders, back and kneck. Believe me, well worth the scaring--although at first I didn't think so. LOL
Then there are the scars of being mom and a grandma: You want the best for your children praying they will grow up with the values you have tried to instill in them. You watch them grow through their struggles in life, wishing you could take away their pain for them. You pray for better days for them. You take a little bit of scaring with you as you travel those roads with your children, watching them go through the learning steps of life. But wait, now comes the grandchildren. You thought your days of concern were over and becoming grandparents would be a time of gratitude and joy! But you start the process all over again, wanting and praying for the same things you did for your children, but even more now, as you have grown and matured, having learned so much more. We take a few more deep scars with us, but, now we know we can rest easier, as we place the worries in God's hands, as He does not want us to worry. He has His reasons for our seasons. We just need to learn to trust.
Then there's the deep seeded kind of scars. The kind that are hard to let go unless you have the Lord in your life. The years of being told your stupid, won't amount to much, ugly, you name it. All those sweet names that kids can be so cruel with. Rejection. Abuse, physical and verbal. Being told you are no longer her daughter that she doesn't love you any more, to get out. After having such a close relationship with her. Watching one of your sisters being seriously abused and seeing what it has done to her mentally. Being cheated on. You think those scars will never go away. But thanks to our loving father, they too can be wiped clean if you allow it to happen.
But you know, there are those scars that we can be thankful for. That's the scars that God and Jesus have taken upon themselves for us. God's scars for having sacrificed His only begotten son for our sins. Jesus' scars for the suffering He took for our sins. Our scars when we think about it are very minor when it comes to the scars they have endured for our well being.
I look at my scars today and say, "Thank you Lord for allowing me to experience the lessons you have given in each and everyone of my scars. I may not have understood at the time, but you always found a way to let me see the light. Thank you for your sacrifices so that I can live a free person."
So you see, scars can actually be a good thing. Just look for the light of it all and guaranteed you will feel better.
Thank you C.Beth for giving me an inspirational subject to write about.
For example, (Stupidity: I have a scar on my shoulder from climbing through a barbed wire fence from being in the horse corral when I wasn't suppose to be. Another from hanging myself by my ring on the overhang of the stairwell. (long story). ;) LOL There's the ball joint behind the big toe of my left foot sticking out from jumping in a dunk tank when I shouldn't have and broke it. I never went in, and am reminded constantly of that embarrassing moment. (blushing)
Then there's the surgeries: Three on my knee from tearing the meniscus in a couple of places--there will be more of those as I have serious rhuematoid arthritis in my knees and will eventually need a knee replacement--but that's okay. I'm just thinkful I can still walk! Scars from a gall bladder removal--thankful it was laproscopic. Scars from a hysterectomy, bladder suspension and recteceal all at one time. And then huge scars from a mastectomy, due to being too top heavy and needed to relieve the shoulders, back and kneck. Believe me, well worth the scaring--although at first I didn't think so. LOL
Then there are the scars of being mom and a grandma: You want the best for your children praying they will grow up with the values you have tried to instill in them. You watch them grow through their struggles in life, wishing you could take away their pain for them. You pray for better days for them. You take a little bit of scaring with you as you travel those roads with your children, watching them go through the learning steps of life. But wait, now comes the grandchildren. You thought your days of concern were over and becoming grandparents would be a time of gratitude and joy! But you start the process all over again, wanting and praying for the same things you did for your children, but even more now, as you have grown and matured, having learned so much more. We take a few more deep scars with us, but, now we know we can rest easier, as we place the worries in God's hands, as He does not want us to worry. He has His reasons for our seasons. We just need to learn to trust.
Then there's the deep seeded kind of scars. The kind that are hard to let go unless you have the Lord in your life. The years of being told your stupid, won't amount to much, ugly, you name it. All those sweet names that kids can be so cruel with. Rejection. Abuse, physical and verbal. Being told you are no longer her daughter that she doesn't love you any more, to get out. After having such a close relationship with her. Watching one of your sisters being seriously abused and seeing what it has done to her mentally. Being cheated on. You think those scars will never go away. But thanks to our loving father, they too can be wiped clean if you allow it to happen.
But you know, there are those scars that we can be thankful for. That's the scars that God and Jesus have taken upon themselves for us. God's scars for having sacrificed His only begotten son for our sins. Jesus' scars for the suffering He took for our sins. Our scars when we think about it are very minor when it comes to the scars they have endured for our well being.
I look at my scars today and say, "Thank you Lord for allowing me to experience the lessons you have given in each and everyone of my scars. I may not have understood at the time, but you always found a way to let me see the light. Thank you for your sacrifices so that I can live a free person."
So you see, scars can actually be a good thing. Just look for the light of it all and guaranteed you will feel better.
Thank you C.Beth for giving me an inspirational subject to write about.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
And His Name Shall Be Called Wonderful
I recieved an e-mail with a great message about Jesus.
It is titled: "And His name shall be called Wonderful."
You can read this article here. It is a pdf file. It is a lengthy read, but well worth it.
God Bless
It is titled: "And His name shall be called Wonderful."
You can read this article here. It is a pdf file. It is a lengthy read, but well worth it.
God Bless
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Growing Old
I love going to the One Minute Writer blog (you can go there by clicking on her button on my main page.) C. Beth has some awesome ideas for writing prompts. The latest one got my mind to going. Oh oh, ow ow ow, that hurt. I had written my thought in haste, but in truth. But then I read one that really touched my heart about his wife and what she had said to her husband at one point and then later found out she had cancer. The prompt was "growing old." His writing touched my heart and sent my thoughts soaring. So here is what came to mind. Bear in mind I've never been very good with words, but I think you'll get the jest of it all.
We start out a thought, to a seed, to a growing child then out into the world we come. Everything about us planned by our Creator a very long time ago. We are but a young little one depeding on others for every little thing we need. We can't talk, we can only cry or laugh to let our caregivers know whether we're happy or sad. Then we begin to roll, crawl, walk, and then we're off and running.
We can finally communicate! We see the older ones around us go through many different emotions, but are still too young to comprehend. We are still too young. Then we start school. We begin to realize that life isn't all fun and games and can actually at times be more challenging than it was to learn to walk.
We move on, growing up and heading into the lovely teen years; the ones we hear our parents say, "oh no, I'm not sure I'm ready for this." ;) We begin to learn that life can take many twists and turns. We learn what death is. Some of us have already lost or are losing grand parents. Some of us learn what it's like to lose a friend. We learn that the heart can be broken. We wonder what it is we are suppose to do. Some of us turn to the Lord for guidance, as we are fortunate to have learned at a young age what God is all about, and how Jesus died for us. How we are comforted when we turn to the Lord. Others remain lost.
Then we become adults ourselves. We look back at the years and laugh at how we hated going to school and now wish we were back in school. Funny how our thoughts change as we grow older.
Now we are middle aged and look back and ask ourselves, did I really do that? What was I thinking? Sometimes we may think, gosh if only I was that age again with the knowledge I have now. Our faith has grown stronger, we have become wiser. We are enjoying grandchildren. We reflect back over the years and think; wow! where did the time go.
As we grow older the days seem shorter, the weeks, the months the years, they slip by faster with each passing year. Where does the time go? Our children are grown, having babies of their own. Our grand children wow! how did they get so big so fast. We reflect back over the years, hopefully we have done well with our children so that they have a loving family life as well and will be able to look back with pride and satisfaction. Yes, as we grew older we made sure our children recieved knowledge of our Creator, of His son, of their great sacrifice for us. Yes, they know what family values and the value of life is all about. Yes, they were shown what it is like to have a kind heart, to love others without question. Ahhh the good old years.
Then we become senior citizens. Our lives change, we aren't able to get around as well as we used to. Even though in our minds we refuse to give into aging, our bodies are singing a different tune. We've taken good care of our tent that God has borrowed us though. We are in good health and keep moving, as we know if we sit and say hello old age, I succumb to you, that yup...you guessed it. The body says okay, you give up, so do I. We want to be around to enjoy the little ones again. To hear the laughter and pitter patter of little feet. Oh how they bring such joy. Oh Lord, take good care of them, protect and guide them. Let them have the good life I had, let them come to you.
I may be old and coming home soon, but at least I can go with knowing that I'll see them again. We grow older and weary. Soon our bodies say, I've gone the journey long enough. It's time to part from this world. I lived a good life. I've been blessed with a beautiful family that keeps growing. Thank you Lord for this time on earth to be with the people you placed in my path, for your teachings, for your heart. I'm ready to come home now. Good bye world. I'm through being old.
Then we are home with our Maker, free of pain, free of suffering, a body complete and whole, reunited with our loved ones of past. Ahhh, the good life. Growing old was worth it.
We start out a thought, to a seed, to a growing child then out into the world we come. Everything about us planned by our Creator a very long time ago. We are but a young little one depeding on others for every little thing we need. We can't talk, we can only cry or laugh to let our caregivers know whether we're happy or sad. Then we begin to roll, crawl, walk, and then we're off and running.
We can finally communicate! We see the older ones around us go through many different emotions, but are still too young to comprehend. We are still too young. Then we start school. We begin to realize that life isn't all fun and games and can actually at times be more challenging than it was to learn to walk.
We move on, growing up and heading into the lovely teen years; the ones we hear our parents say, "oh no, I'm not sure I'm ready for this." ;) We begin to learn that life can take many twists and turns. We learn what death is. Some of us have already lost or are losing grand parents. Some of us learn what it's like to lose a friend. We learn that the heart can be broken. We wonder what it is we are suppose to do. Some of us turn to the Lord for guidance, as we are fortunate to have learned at a young age what God is all about, and how Jesus died for us. How we are comforted when we turn to the Lord. Others remain lost.
Then we become adults ourselves. We look back at the years and laugh at how we hated going to school and now wish we were back in school. Funny how our thoughts change as we grow older.
Now we are middle aged and look back and ask ourselves, did I really do that? What was I thinking? Sometimes we may think, gosh if only I was that age again with the knowledge I have now. Our faith has grown stronger, we have become wiser. We are enjoying grandchildren. We reflect back over the years and think; wow! where did the time go.
As we grow older the days seem shorter, the weeks, the months the years, they slip by faster with each passing year. Where does the time go? Our children are grown, having babies of their own. Our grand children wow! how did they get so big so fast. We reflect back over the years, hopefully we have done well with our children so that they have a loving family life as well and will be able to look back with pride and satisfaction. Yes, as we grew older we made sure our children recieved knowledge of our Creator, of His son, of their great sacrifice for us. Yes, they know what family values and the value of life is all about. Yes, they were shown what it is like to have a kind heart, to love others without question. Ahhh the good old years.
Then we become senior citizens. Our lives change, we aren't able to get around as well as we used to. Even though in our minds we refuse to give into aging, our bodies are singing a different tune. We've taken good care of our tent that God has borrowed us though. We are in good health and keep moving, as we know if we sit and say hello old age, I succumb to you, that yup...you guessed it. The body says okay, you give up, so do I. We want to be around to enjoy the little ones again. To hear the laughter and pitter patter of little feet. Oh how they bring such joy. Oh Lord, take good care of them, protect and guide them. Let them have the good life I had, let them come to you.
I may be old and coming home soon, but at least I can go with knowing that I'll see them again. We grow older and weary. Soon our bodies say, I've gone the journey long enough. It's time to part from this world. I lived a good life. I've been blessed with a beautiful family that keeps growing. Thank you Lord for this time on earth to be with the people you placed in my path, for your teachings, for your heart. I'm ready to come home now. Good bye world. I'm through being old.
Then we are home with our Maker, free of pain, free of suffering, a body complete and whole, reunited with our loved ones of past. Ahhh, the good life. Growing old was worth it.
Monday, November 10, 2008
A Seed Has Been Planted!
For months I've dealt with a heavy heart knowing that--or should I say thought that--one of my grandsons did not believe in God. We've prayed and prayed for deliverance for him and his dad for some time. The boy wants to be just like dad, and dad is an atheist. Today after retrieving him from school, he says, "Omah, remember how you told me that my mom had told you that she used to take me to church; well she said she never did tell you that." I told him he had misunderstood me, that he was the one that had told me. He argued with me and then started asking questions about God!
Needless to say, I was excited. I thought cool, he is interested. Come to find out, he has always believed and prayed; Praise the Lord! But, he was confused, as dad is confused and does not know whether to believe and what to believe. My son and I continued for the whole 20 minute drive to discuss the Bible, Jesus, and God with him. He was under the wrong perception of what church is all about. We were able to get him to see that church is not a downer place to go. He thought we were there to get people to believe and do what we felt was right.
Because of his frustration and carrying on the thought of a conversation we had once, a couple of weeks back, a child was enlightened more and has a desire to learn. A seed has been watered. Now it needs to be tended to and nurtured. He wants to start reading the Bible now. In fact, I told him I would get him one that would probably be a little easier to understand. Then we talked about receiving Christ and being saved. He had the wrong perception of that and why Jesus died on the cross.
Once hearing what and who our Father & Son are, he is excited, wants to learn and wants to be saved!!!!! Hallelujiah! God is Good! All the time! I can't begin to say what a relief that is. There has been a cloud of darkness covering that household for some time. A little glimmer of light has broken through. Hopefully the other four children will have an easier time now. The two girls and occasionally the one or to of the other boys go to church with us. They all have a love for Jesus. The oldest girl wants so bad to learn all she can! Now we just need to pray for dad to believe and for mom to go back to church and get her strength back in the Lord.
And oh Happy Days! Happy Days! We'll never be the same! Even in the shadows of the dark and dreary days of fall and winter, there is light! Praise God! We can never give up hope; never stop praying; never stop believing. For every season, there is a reason.
Needless to say, I was excited. I thought cool, he is interested. Come to find out, he has always believed and prayed; Praise the Lord! But, he was confused, as dad is confused and does not know whether to believe and what to believe. My son and I continued for the whole 20 minute drive to discuss the Bible, Jesus, and God with him. He was under the wrong perception of what church is all about. We were able to get him to see that church is not a downer place to go. He thought we were there to get people to believe and do what we felt was right.
Because of his frustration and carrying on the thought of a conversation we had once, a couple of weeks back, a child was enlightened more and has a desire to learn. A seed has been watered. Now it needs to be tended to and nurtured. He wants to start reading the Bible now. In fact, I told him I would get him one that would probably be a little easier to understand. Then we talked about receiving Christ and being saved. He had the wrong perception of that and why Jesus died on the cross.
Once hearing what and who our Father & Son are, he is excited, wants to learn and wants to be saved!!!!! Hallelujiah! God is Good! All the time! I can't begin to say what a relief that is. There has been a cloud of darkness covering that household for some time. A little glimmer of light has broken through. Hopefully the other four children will have an easier time now. The two girls and occasionally the one or to of the other boys go to church with us. They all have a love for Jesus. The oldest girl wants so bad to learn all she can! Now we just need to pray for dad to believe and for mom to go back to church and get her strength back in the Lord.
And oh Happy Days! Happy Days! We'll never be the same! Even in the shadows of the dark and dreary days of fall and winter, there is light! Praise God! We can never give up hope; never stop praying; never stop believing. For every season, there is a reason.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
If Jesus Complained
This all came about after dropping my daughter and her children off. I have rheumatoid arthritis, and it's getting worse. It particularly affects my hands, arms and knees. I take care of 2 of the grand children full time--a 4 year old and 4 mo. old, and 1-2 of the others after school and on the weekends--a 6 year old and 7 year old.
You see, I have come to realize that one of my callings is to do for others, help as much as possible and lessen the burden on family members as much as possible. Well, lately I've been taking the kids longer, and have been go, go, go with them. The reason being is one of them is very depressed. We've been really worried about her. She is living in an abusive situation, which is having an affect on her little sister too. Their family life is not very good. Paccah (there grandpa) & I have been praying for guidance on how to deal with the situation. Our main concern is the little ones as they can not do anything about it.
Well today, I had 4 of the 5 grand kids today. Thankfully, Paccah took care of the baby, so Omah could be outside with the others. They rode bikes and Omah was there to pick up the youngest often as she kept getting knocked off her bike. Then we carved pumpkins. OMG, Omah is sore. :(, That is a lot of carving, especially with the big ones, let me tell you when your hands don't want to work and your arms are already hurting, but it was worth it to see their joy and exitement as they pulled out the innards and then saw the finished product after Omah finished the carving.
Then our daughter wanted to go get groceries and said she would take a couple of the kids with her. But, none of them wanted to go, so we were going to have all 5 kids. Okay, no biggie until Paccah says he won't be here. But oh well. So I fixed dinner, and of course they all wanted something different, which Omah usually doesn't do, but was not prepard for a bunch to feed, so it was okay. Then mom decides she had better wait to go shopping as she could tell the kids were a handful. After dropping them all off, I could feel every muscle in my body screaming at me. I started to whine to myself, then it hit me.
I love the Lord and His sense of humor, but still gets through to us. This is what He said to me:
Have you ever thought about what it would be like if Jesus whined and felt sorry for Himself? Think about it. I would get to the point where I would throw my hands up in the air and say, "That's it! I've had it with the whole lot of you! I'm finished; I can't take all of you whining all the time." I felt silly then and told Him I was sorry and would share this on my blog, as I could tell it was a message He wanted others to hear as well. We have chuckled over my stubborness often. Thank heavens He has a sense of humor and is so forgiving. He has told me that yes I am a stubborn one, and sometimes He wonders about me, but He still loves me! :) This happens when I tell Him that He must get really frustrated with me sometimes when I get stubborn and try to do it on my own. But He gets my attention real fast and reminds me. I can't imagine life without our Father in it. God is Good!
So when you feel like life is getting too strenous and you feel like whining, ask yourself, What if Jesus complained? Then remind yoursel of all the good He has done and the suffering He went through for us and not once did he whine! We all go through our seasons. Sometimes God puts us in tough situations to bring us closer to Him. He has a reason for everything. God Bless!
You see, I have come to realize that one of my callings is to do for others, help as much as possible and lessen the burden on family members as much as possible. Well, lately I've been taking the kids longer, and have been go, go, go with them. The reason being is one of them is very depressed. We've been really worried about her. She is living in an abusive situation, which is having an affect on her little sister too. Their family life is not very good. Paccah (there grandpa) & I have been praying for guidance on how to deal with the situation. Our main concern is the little ones as they can not do anything about it.
Well today, I had 4 of the 5 grand kids today. Thankfully, Paccah took care of the baby, so Omah could be outside with the others. They rode bikes and Omah was there to pick up the youngest often as she kept getting knocked off her bike. Then we carved pumpkins. OMG, Omah is sore. :(, That is a lot of carving, especially with the big ones, let me tell you when your hands don't want to work and your arms are already hurting, but it was worth it to see their joy and exitement as they pulled out the innards and then saw the finished product after Omah finished the carving.
Then our daughter wanted to go get groceries and said she would take a couple of the kids with her. But, none of them wanted to go, so we were going to have all 5 kids. Okay, no biggie until Paccah says he won't be here. But oh well. So I fixed dinner, and of course they all wanted something different, which Omah usually doesn't do, but was not prepard for a bunch to feed, so it was okay. Then mom decides she had better wait to go shopping as she could tell the kids were a handful. After dropping them all off, I could feel every muscle in my body screaming at me. I started to whine to myself, then it hit me.
I love the Lord and His sense of humor, but still gets through to us. This is what He said to me:
Have you ever thought about what it would be like if Jesus whined and felt sorry for Himself? Think about it. I would get to the point where I would throw my hands up in the air and say, "That's it! I've had it with the whole lot of you! I'm finished; I can't take all of you whining all the time." I felt silly then and told Him I was sorry and would share this on my blog, as I could tell it was a message He wanted others to hear as well. We have chuckled over my stubborness often. Thank heavens He has a sense of humor and is so forgiving. He has told me that yes I am a stubborn one, and sometimes He wonders about me, but He still loves me! :) This happens when I tell Him that He must get really frustrated with me sometimes when I get stubborn and try to do it on my own. But He gets my attention real fast and reminds me. I can't imagine life without our Father in it. God is Good!
So when you feel like life is getting too strenous and you feel like whining, ask yourself, What if Jesus complained? Then remind yoursel of all the good He has done and the suffering He went through for us and not once did he whine! We all go through our seasons. Sometimes God puts us in tough situations to bring us closer to Him. He has a reason for everything. God Bless!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Testimonial of Depression
Depression: Many of us have dealt with some type of depression from time to time. Some deal with it for weeks, months, or even years; some for a life time.
I'm a person who has bipolar disorder. I've been on medication for about 10 years. Once coming to Christ, I decided to take a leap of faith. The medication I was on was causing me to gain weight. I was tired of being fat, which in itself was depressing.
I talked to my doctor and she took me off the medication slowly, agreeing to try a new medication if I experienced any problems. I felt all was going well minus the dizzy spells from the descention of medication. I felt good, felt happy, was determined more than ever this was going to happen. During this time I had my first experience of being filled by the Holy Spirit. What a wonderful day it was! All day I was consumed and blessed. It was one of the most beautiful experiences I had ever had.
The next day was totally different. I felt down, angry, disturbed, you name it. I wasn't myself and didn't know what was going on. I immediately tried reading the Bible, and couldn't. I tried praying and have never had a problem with hearing God's voice; nothing but silence. I began to panic. All I could think of is how could this be happening? How can a person go from one day of being totally consumed by the Holy Spirit and the next day empty, unable to read the Word, or pray and hear His voice? Talk about depressed.
I kept it to myself feeling it was only temporary. Little did I know that my family was sensing that something was wrong, but was used to my occasional moodiness. So they kept quiet, not realizing I was in need of intervention. This went on for a week. By the following weekend, I was a mess. I had given up. I thought I must be consumed by the devil. Why? How could that be? I loved the Lord our God! I believed and wanted so bad to be a good servant of His. How could this happen? What did I do wrong?
Of course the irrational thoughts kept coming at me harder and harder, until I started to isolate myself. I hated what was happening. I figured if I was that consumed by Satan, then I didn't need to be here. I thought about my family and what they would go through if I took my life and began to weep. I went for a walk at 4:30 am without a coat and it was cold. I took my I-Pod that has nothing but Christian music on it to try one more time to connect with our Father. Still nothing.
When I arrived back home, I sat in a room that no one usually used and sat there in the dark crying. Trying to ask why, but not realizing how I was going about it. I heard my husband come down stairs and thought, please, don't come in here. Leave me alone. You don't want to be near me. I don't want to hurt you. But he came in any how. He asked what was going on with me, but I began to cry to the point where I wasn't coherent.
My beautiful, wonderful, husband then done the greatest thing he could have ever done. He placed his hand on my shoulder and began to pray. He prayed loud and clear. I continued to cry thinking to myself, babe, you're just wasting your time. I'm too far gone. There is nothing you can do now. No one can help me.
Just then I felt compelled to start praying too. Then I lifted my hands and--I can not begin to explain the feeling--but God reached down--I saw his hand--and He grabbed mine and pulled me out of that deep, dark, miry whole I was slowly sinking in. Then he told me, "Daughter of mine, I never left you. You just forgot how to talk to me and ask me for help. I've been here the whole time waiting for you to call out to me. You did not listen for my voice. I will never leave you. Always remember to listen for my voice and to stay in constant contact with me. I love you. I want you to go see your doctor. You did not ask me if you should go off your medication, you made the decision on your own. I created doctors for a reason. Go back on your medication."
I realized then what had gone wrong. I did not ask guidance. I did not pray about going off the medication. I just took for granted that the Lord is always there and would be glad I was going off it in faith. Our dad wants us to keep in constant conversation with Him. He wants us to ask. He knows all, there is nothing He does not know. All we have to do is ask Him what "He" wants us to do. I realized that I was so caught up in the moment that I did not take time to pray, to talk to Him, to ask, I was drifting at times--a part time Christian--something I swore I'd never be. It's easy to get into that position.
Something to remember as well, the closer we come to God, the more the enemy strikes. We need ot be able to recognize that and take a stand rather than give in to it.
Now if I do not get up and say, "Good morning Father, Good morning Jesus, Good morning Holy Spirit and get into the word, talk to Him in silence, I feel empty. The day becomes a mess. I can always tell when I've walked away. These days, I make sure I get in the Word, whether it be through Capitol Christian Center, the web site of our church, Pod Casts, or Reading the Bible or other Christian books. Life is too precious and the promise at the end of our lives on Earth is too precious to lose. Keep the Faith! Keep in constant conversation! God is Good, All the Time! And All the Time, God is Good! We can not go it alone. Got Jesus? I do! :)
I'm a person who has bipolar disorder. I've been on medication for about 10 years. Once coming to Christ, I decided to take a leap of faith. The medication I was on was causing me to gain weight. I was tired of being fat, which in itself was depressing.
I talked to my doctor and she took me off the medication slowly, agreeing to try a new medication if I experienced any problems. I felt all was going well minus the dizzy spells from the descention of medication. I felt good, felt happy, was determined more than ever this was going to happen. During this time I had my first experience of being filled by the Holy Spirit. What a wonderful day it was! All day I was consumed and blessed. It was one of the most beautiful experiences I had ever had.
The next day was totally different. I felt down, angry, disturbed, you name it. I wasn't myself and didn't know what was going on. I immediately tried reading the Bible, and couldn't. I tried praying and have never had a problem with hearing God's voice; nothing but silence. I began to panic. All I could think of is how could this be happening? How can a person go from one day of being totally consumed by the Holy Spirit and the next day empty, unable to read the Word, or pray and hear His voice? Talk about depressed.
I kept it to myself feeling it was only temporary. Little did I know that my family was sensing that something was wrong, but was used to my occasional moodiness. So they kept quiet, not realizing I was in need of intervention. This went on for a week. By the following weekend, I was a mess. I had given up. I thought I must be consumed by the devil. Why? How could that be? I loved the Lord our God! I believed and wanted so bad to be a good servant of His. How could this happen? What did I do wrong?
Of course the irrational thoughts kept coming at me harder and harder, until I started to isolate myself. I hated what was happening. I figured if I was that consumed by Satan, then I didn't need to be here. I thought about my family and what they would go through if I took my life and began to weep. I went for a walk at 4:30 am without a coat and it was cold. I took my I-Pod that has nothing but Christian music on it to try one more time to connect with our Father. Still nothing.
When I arrived back home, I sat in a room that no one usually used and sat there in the dark crying. Trying to ask why, but not realizing how I was going about it. I heard my husband come down stairs and thought, please, don't come in here. Leave me alone. You don't want to be near me. I don't want to hurt you. But he came in any how. He asked what was going on with me, but I began to cry to the point where I wasn't coherent.
My beautiful, wonderful, husband then done the greatest thing he could have ever done. He placed his hand on my shoulder and began to pray. He prayed loud and clear. I continued to cry thinking to myself, babe, you're just wasting your time. I'm too far gone. There is nothing you can do now. No one can help me.
Just then I felt compelled to start praying too. Then I lifted my hands and--I can not begin to explain the feeling--but God reached down--I saw his hand--and He grabbed mine and pulled me out of that deep, dark, miry whole I was slowly sinking in. Then he told me, "Daughter of mine, I never left you. You just forgot how to talk to me and ask me for help. I've been here the whole time waiting for you to call out to me. You did not listen for my voice. I will never leave you. Always remember to listen for my voice and to stay in constant contact with me. I love you. I want you to go see your doctor. You did not ask me if you should go off your medication, you made the decision on your own. I created doctors for a reason. Go back on your medication."
I realized then what had gone wrong. I did not ask guidance. I did not pray about going off the medication. I just took for granted that the Lord is always there and would be glad I was going off it in faith. Our dad wants us to keep in constant conversation with Him. He wants us to ask. He knows all, there is nothing He does not know. All we have to do is ask Him what "He" wants us to do. I realized that I was so caught up in the moment that I did not take time to pray, to talk to Him, to ask, I was drifting at times--a part time Christian--something I swore I'd never be. It's easy to get into that position.
Something to remember as well, the closer we come to God, the more the enemy strikes. We need ot be able to recognize that and take a stand rather than give in to it.
Now if I do not get up and say, "Good morning Father, Good morning Jesus, Good morning Holy Spirit and get into the word, talk to Him in silence, I feel empty. The day becomes a mess. I can always tell when I've walked away. These days, I make sure I get in the Word, whether it be through Capitol Christian Center, the web site of our church, Pod Casts, or Reading the Bible or other Christian books. Life is too precious and the promise at the end of our lives on Earth is too precious to lose. Keep the Faith! Keep in constant conversation! God is Good, All the Time! And All the Time, God is Good! We can not go it alone. Got Jesus? I do! :)
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