Why didn't I post this one???LOL oh well here you go!!:)
CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATES!!!!!!!!! WAY TO GO!!!! You are the future make it something beyond greatness!!!:D
I say hold that hard earned diploma with pride and know how blessed you are to have the chance to go to school in freedom of a beautiful country. Make a difference for future generations and look at your life as lessons to have learned either hard or easy it doesn't matter they were all lessons set to teach you something set in place by our Creator! Take a second to breathe before facing the next season of your life. It too will carry many lessons. You may struggle you may stumble, you may just soar to the highest heights of those mountains you will face:)
time to STOP and listen
How can I stand for one thing and maintain my boundaries in one situation then in another feel guilty into offering resolution and put aside our differences and leave the past out of it. Being faithful to my God and to my own human feelings are totally compromising and painful. Why can't it be easier being a follower of Christ, I pray for it all but struggle to hear the answers...it is time to STOP and listen in silence. Let me be an obedient child.
I have some issues in my life regarding family lately and setting and standing firm with boundaries is becoming very difficult. I have to let go and let God do what he needs to but when I am facing backlash from different people for my actions it leaves me questioning everything. I am struggling to hear God's answers when my own brain is running 1000 miles an hour and going crazy in different directions and I feel I am spinning out of control. STOP and Listen.
God's lessons have been exactly what I needed and when I think I am following God's will in my life and things appear to be falling into place something happens or a fight breaks loose and I am left questioning my path and was it really from Christ? Why let these things taint my blessings? I am human and have insecurities and feelings and they can very easily be brought to the front of my every thought especially by the ones I hold close to me, but why do I allow that?
Lately I have been finding myself regretting the steps I took back in March to better my life and break out of the chains that held me back in becoming the "butterfly" I used to be. I wanted to become a social butterfly like i used to be, bubbly and inviting, spontaneous and adventurous, fun and someone everyone wants to be around, like I used to be and I started to do that by letting go of the things holding me back from that and it felt great. Then other things started to happen and fights led me to regress and regret those progresses...why? why did I let Satan win over those victories I had?
I stopped writing again and stopped blogging because I let Satan win over that too, telling me nobody cares what I have to say or the things I write. STOP and LISTEN!!! Veronica you were writing and blogging for you and God only, anyone else who read it and benefitted AWESOME! anyone who did not like what you had to say too bad who cares!! So here I am taking another stab at something to get me feet back on the right path and for this moment in time while I click away at the keyboard...I give a crap again about ME!
I have some issues in my life regarding family lately and setting and standing firm with boundaries is becoming very difficult. I have to let go and let God do what he needs to but when I am facing backlash from different people for my actions it leaves me questioning everything. I am struggling to hear God's answers when my own brain is running 1000 miles an hour and going crazy in different directions and I feel I am spinning out of control. STOP and Listen.
God's lessons have been exactly what I needed and when I think I am following God's will in my life and things appear to be falling into place something happens or a fight breaks loose and I am left questioning my path and was it really from Christ? Why let these things taint my blessings? I am human and have insecurities and feelings and they can very easily be brought to the front of my every thought especially by the ones I hold close to me, but why do I allow that?
Lately I have been finding myself regretting the steps I took back in March to better my life and break out of the chains that held me back in becoming the "butterfly" I used to be. I wanted to become a social butterfly like i used to be, bubbly and inviting, spontaneous and adventurous, fun and someone everyone wants to be around, like I used to be and I started to do that by letting go of the things holding me back from that and it felt great. Then other things started to happen and fights led me to regress and regret those progresses...why? why did I let Satan win over those victories I had?
I stopped writing again and stopped blogging because I let Satan win over that too, telling me nobody cares what I have to say or the things I write. STOP and LISTEN!!! Veronica you were writing and blogging for you and God only, anyone else who read it and benefitted AWESOME! anyone who did not like what you had to say too bad who cares!! So here I am taking another stab at something to get me feet back on the right path and for this moment in time while I click away at the keyboard...I give a crap again about ME!
Originally Posted on Facebook but I liked it so much thought I'd share here!!
~FunnY StorY~~
Tuesday, March 10, 2009 at 9:46pm
DAY 1~~ So last night in the midst of having an intense conversation with my husband between questions and answers between the two of us i could swear i could hear little noises in the kitchen and noticing these noises didn't phase my hubby we continued with the conversation. a few noises later i noticed my cats attention had been caught by the noises now, and with all our kids being in bed i knew it was not one of them. so now with me and the cat both focusing on the direction of the strange sounds, Jeremy is now curious and claims to hear it too now. so there we are listening and looking into the darkness of our kitchen in the direction of the undercarriage of our fridge...not a pretty sight...(what is all under there??) so now this noise is a bit louder and we decide to investigate. Jer grabs his little key chain light that doesn't even give off too much light. and from the distance of at least a few feet he shines it under the fridge and i and my cat are in there like dirty shirts expecting something with fur come crawling out but nothing and the noise stops. so Jer decides to turn on the light and shake the fridge a little bit, to maybe stir up whats under there, but nothing. so then he pulls a chair over and stands on it while shifting the fridge back and forth slowly inching it outwards. meanwhile both Mufasa our cat) and i are crouched down on the floor myself armed with a broom we are looking under the fridge watching for any kind of movement beyond the apparent collection of toys/papers/mixed nuts/assorted ornaments ( i know..what??) that the fridge has accumulated over the past while. nothing. So now jer has the fridge out a couple of feet and is still up on the chair, and he tells me to get the stuff from behind the fridge and i see magnets and dust and fluff and something sticky but no fur yet i still dont want to do this task, and he says wait i will pull out the stove too. so he does and me still armed with the broom have my eyes shifting in every direction hoping not to spot this critter that can chew so loudly. still nothing. so gladly i tell jer to get behind there and sweep it out i will clean it out where i am. Once all was swept up and mopped up, and pushed back into place we sighed at our done deeds and headed off to bed.
Day 2~~ Today was a day like every other, i am feeling better from my death defying illness...ok not really just strepp throat. anyways mouse was all i could think of. Tristan had an eye appointment at 10 and the two older boys had dentist appointments in the afternoon. so between the appointments our time spent at home i became Mouse Hunter. I stopped at our local grocer and purchashed top of the line, ultimate, mouse killing machines...Made by woodstream corp. none other than the almighty Victor mouse trap, ok so not so top of the line but they work. so i bought four. and once home got down to business setting the traps. So i could remember setting these things up with my Grandpa when i was younger and thought AHHH No problem piece of cake, i can do it. well turns out these bad boys are much more sensitive then i recalled. my first attempt resulted in a loud SNAP and instant tear jerking pain in a sensitive area bellow the neck and above the belly...yeah...I KNOW!!! Thankfully thick sweater caught MOST of it but not quite all! so i screamed and sat on the floor holding myself and gathered the victor, now that i am on the floor i have got the attention of my nosy cat so my second attempt goes as follows: 1.pull back squared bar on spring aiming AWAY from body. 2.while holding down spring bar try to stick the long hold down bar thingy into crooked hole on what i now know as bait holder(but why is it so hard to get the stick into the hole and why is it crooked?).3.SNAP...ooooo....ahhhh ouch...my poor little flat fat thumb....oh man that thing is quick.!!!! ok Victor i will take a longer look and figure you out...Attempt three...now i think i have it now...1.pull squared spring bar back aiming away from body. 2. while holding down spring bar flip long hold down bar thingy which actually attaches to the bait holder and does not go into hole. (genius how else would it be set off)ok soo sensitive...3. now place carefully in strategically thought out place where little critter would return. ahhh shoot....NO BAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!ok set off trap and bait with....yummm peanut butter...i think i want some too now that i think of it.....ok now put the P.B. on and reset stupid Victor...there now place in strategic places and wait for...the Snap.
Later that night~~~ SNAP......WAS THAT??? Oh my goodness it was!!! ok check the three traps set up first one clear, second clear, third...R.I.P. fuzz ball.
Victor and I well you see we have a new found respect for one another. Victor taught me how to use him and i taught him...uhm nothing its wood.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009 at 9:46pm
DAY 1~~ So last night in the midst of having an intense conversation with my husband between questions and answers between the two of us i could swear i could hear little noises in the kitchen and noticing these noises didn't phase my hubby we continued with the conversation. a few noises later i noticed my cats attention had been caught by the noises now, and with all our kids being in bed i knew it was not one of them. so now with me and the cat both focusing on the direction of the strange sounds, Jeremy is now curious and claims to hear it too now. so there we are listening and looking into the darkness of our kitchen in the direction of the undercarriage of our fridge...not a pretty sight...(what is all under there??) so now this noise is a bit louder and we decide to investigate. Jer grabs his little key chain light that doesn't even give off too much light. and from the distance of at least a few feet he shines it under the fridge and i and my cat are in there like dirty shirts expecting something with fur come crawling out but nothing and the noise stops. so Jer decides to turn on the light and shake the fridge a little bit, to maybe stir up whats under there, but nothing. so then he pulls a chair over and stands on it while shifting the fridge back and forth slowly inching it outwards. meanwhile both Mufasa our cat) and i are crouched down on the floor myself armed with a broom we are looking under the fridge watching for any kind of movement beyond the apparent collection of toys/papers/mixed nuts/assorted ornaments ( i know..what??) that the fridge has accumulated over the past while. nothing. So now jer has the fridge out a couple of feet and is still up on the chair, and he tells me to get the stuff from behind the fridge and i see magnets and dust and fluff and something sticky but no fur yet i still dont want to do this task, and he says wait i will pull out the stove too. so he does and me still armed with the broom have my eyes shifting in every direction hoping not to spot this critter that can chew so loudly. still nothing. so gladly i tell jer to get behind there and sweep it out i will clean it out where i am. Once all was swept up and mopped up, and pushed back into place we sighed at our done deeds and headed off to bed.
Day 2~~ Today was a day like every other, i am feeling better from my death defying illness...ok not really just strepp throat. anyways mouse was all i could think of. Tristan had an eye appointment at 10 and the two older boys had dentist appointments in the afternoon. so between the appointments our time spent at home i became Mouse Hunter. I stopped at our local grocer and purchashed top of the line, ultimate, mouse killing machines...Made by woodstream corp. none other than the almighty Victor mouse trap, ok so not so top of the line but they work. so i bought four. and once home got down to business setting the traps. So i could remember setting these things up with my Grandpa when i was younger and thought AHHH No problem piece of cake, i can do it. well turns out these bad boys are much more sensitive then i recalled. my first attempt resulted in a loud SNAP and instant tear jerking pain in a sensitive area bellow the neck and above the belly...yeah...I KNOW!!! Thankfully thick sweater caught MOST of it but not quite all! so i screamed and sat on the floor holding myself and gathered the victor, now that i am on the floor i have got the attention of my nosy cat so my second attempt goes as follows: 1.pull back squared bar on spring aiming AWAY from body. 2.while holding down spring bar try to stick the long hold down bar thingy into crooked hole on what i now know as bait holder(but why is it so hard to get the stick into the hole and why is it crooked?).3.SNAP...ooooo....ahhhh ouch...my poor little flat fat thumb....oh man that thing is quick.!!!! ok Victor i will take a longer look and figure you out...Attempt three...now i think i have it now...1.pull squared spring bar back aiming away from body. 2. while holding down spring bar flip long hold down bar thingy which actually attaches to the bait holder and does not go into hole. (genius how else would it be set off)ok soo sensitive...3. now place carefully in strategically thought out place where little critter would return. ahhh shoot....NO BAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!ok set off trap and bait with....yummm peanut butter...i think i want some too now that i think of it.....ok now put the P.B. on and reset stupid Victor...there now place in strategic places and wait for...the Snap.
Later that night~~~ SNAP......WAS THAT??? Oh my goodness it was!!! ok check the three traps set up first one clear, second clear, third...R.I.P. fuzz ball.
Victor and I well you see we have a new found respect for one another. Victor taught me how to use him and i taught him...uhm nothing its wood.
and I thank You.......
A crack in the silence and my walls that I built are crashing down around me.
Made of glass made from deceptions and its falling at my feet.
The purity of who I am is standing here exposed in front of You.
I cannot hear what You are calling me now because my internal screams are breaking out of body.
Like a porcelain doll that is aging in seconds my face is cracking and the imperfections are becoming evident.
Who I am, who I was, who I want to be, are all unearthed and begin to make my stomach turn at their stench.
I wanted to keep the mask's I earned hiding the truths I did not want to share.
The things I hide from everyone but You.
The tears trickle down my cracked and frail face at the discovery of how You are changing me.
I want to fight this.
I am not ready.
Don't You know how much this hurts.
My knees are beginning to buckle beneath me and it appears there is nothing left for me to do but crumble.
Against my own instincts of sheltering myself and raising the guards the out pouring of my soul begins.
My sins begin to fade as they are brought into Your lightness and the sobbing becomes uncontrollable.
Everything raw open and exposed I lay here in pure exhaustion from the exorcism of the burdens and the demons that I carried.
You let me rest.
... ... ...
Then You lift me up and walk with me.
I am no longer alone.
I no longer fear.
When I am weak, You give me strength.
I no longer hate what I am, who I am, who I want to be.
You give my life purpose other then living for myself.
You bless me for believing You.
You died for me.
You give me truth.
You are the Light.Divine.Amazing.
Almighty.Beginning.End.
Awesome.Alpha.Omega.
Savior.Salvation.
The One.The Only.The Way.
I want to live as You did.
I want to reach out and tell everyone who it was who gave my spirit this renewal.
It was You.
You Saved Me.
You...
...
You are my
GOD ♥
Made of glass made from deceptions and its falling at my feet.
The purity of who I am is standing here exposed in front of You.
I cannot hear what You are calling me now because my internal screams are breaking out of body.
Like a porcelain doll that is aging in seconds my face is cracking and the imperfections are becoming evident.
Who I am, who I was, who I want to be, are all unearthed and begin to make my stomach turn at their stench.
I wanted to keep the mask's I earned hiding the truths I did not want to share.
The things I hide from everyone but You.
The tears trickle down my cracked and frail face at the discovery of how You are changing me.
I want to fight this.
I am not ready.
Don't You know how much this hurts.
My knees are beginning to buckle beneath me and it appears there is nothing left for me to do but crumble.
Against my own instincts of sheltering myself and raising the guards the out pouring of my soul begins.
My sins begin to fade as they are brought into Your lightness and the sobbing becomes uncontrollable.
Everything raw open and exposed I lay here in pure exhaustion from the exorcism of the burdens and the demons that I carried.
You let me rest.
... ... ...
Then You lift me up and walk with me.
I am no longer alone.
I no longer fear.
When I am weak, You give me strength.
I no longer hate what I am, who I am, who I want to be.
You give my life purpose other then living for myself.
You bless me for believing You.
You died for me.
You give me truth.
You are the Light.Divine.Amazing.
Almighty.Beginning.End.
Awesome.Alpha.Omega.
Savior.Salvation.
The One.The Only.The Way.
I want to live as You did.
I want to reach out and tell everyone who it was who gave my spirit this renewal.
It was You.
You Saved Me.
You...
...
You are my
GOD ♥
Well Happy New Year!
SO it is a new year and things are getting back to normal. We have returned to our regular madness in the mornings trying to peel my kids bodies out of the warmth of their comfy beds to get ready for school. Hubby is back to going up north for work and getting back into the swing of 12 hour days. As for me I am getting used to the torture of the alarm clock buzzing me awake 6:45 every morning and I am so far managing to stay awake the ENTIRE day (I was getting used to napping at 2 everyday before Christmas)and I have recently started shedding pounds in "clutter" in my house, I guess it is called clutter in some people's eyes...I did consider some of these things sentimental until recently for some reason I have detached myself from allot of 'STUFF' so I guess I pat myself on the back for this:)
What else?
From my perspective...that is what I called my blog, I am currently wondering IF that is what I want to stick with and IF not how does one change that? I am not sure how that is relevant to anything but whatever...haha
I hope everyone is doing well and I hope all had a wonderful Christmas. I guess that is where I am going next with this...My Christmas...I had a wonderful time with my husband and his family.Plus we had our very treasured friends join us for that celebration! Our children had great holidays too BUT...we suffered I think. I do not want to get too much into details but I am not getting along with my mother right now. I have very good reasons for not wanting to have much to do with her but over the holidays I TOTALLY was hitting a wall of darkness. I think the Devil was taking advantage of things going on and worked on my weak spots for a stint. I am so thankful that I have the kind of relationship with God right now that I can pray these feelings away but it was not always like that, I would have sunk deeper and deeper into this depressed state of mind that it would infect my life entirely and it would take an incredible shot of medication to escape it. I don't think there is anything wrong with taking meds whatsoever BUT I have a hard time remembering to do this daily and therefore the meds become a waste, so if I can go without then awesome! Anyways we had fun with the family gathering we went to on my side but was sad that my mother did not really put an effort to rectify anything for my children sake. I was disappointed. Then other things happened and I was fighting again for my beliefs and trying to keep a stand for my kids, my faith and myself. The darkness won for a bit over the holidays but not for very long. I remembered what the season was really about and we focused on that as a family and hubby and I tried to keep things pleasurable for our boys! I do have this longing for that side of my family to come together and be loving and supportive, and I miss them greatly ALL the time, I wish they would come to know me as I am now and enjoy me as I am but they are who they are and I cannot change them, I love them all and hope for the best and I can only live for my boys and be an example of Jesus for everyone I encounter in life.
Ok so what else??
My thumb hurts...Yeah a couple of days ago I cut it pretty bad while loading the dishwasher...I really should have gone in to get it stitched or glued but whatever I lived and now today it feels very very bruised and tender, I may have been working with it a bitt too aggressively because it was all dried and appeared scaby but I was washing counters and squeezed the cloth only to realize that scab was not as good as it looked and it broke open a bit to allow some puss to seep out *gross* and *gag* I know!!But as for that...the cut took place Tuesday about 1pm.I spoke to Hubby that night and he kind of got a little...no allot upset about it (which I predicted on facebook) but whatever. The next day I had left the house early in the day with the boys (skipped school) because I was going to a funeral then would be attending youth that night, so we got home far too late to call Hubby and I never got to talk to him until last night...WELL Karma is very real!!Hubby goes on with normal how are things? how are the kids? what is the weather like? other typical conversation topics for us...and not until after talking to each of our kids and preparing to say goodbye does he go on to tell me how Karma got him yesterday when working on cutting some pipe with a brand new saw, when all of a sudden this thing breaks and slams him in the head...what?what exactly hit him I was not sure...he says he was walking down to tell his coworker that it just broke and he should go get a new one when he notices the blood dripping down his face...WHAT!!??!!So they go to the hospital and he gets his head glued shut. He ended up with a tip of this saw snapping off and hitting him in the head near his hairline slicing clean through his toque(which was SOAKED in Blood) and luckily for him it was JUST a gash in the head he says...It could have taken out his eye he says...It did not even hurt he says...It was karma for him getting mad at me for my thumb slicing incident he says...Well I felt sick!!I was thinking this could have been FAR worse!!Of course I had the worst things running through my head like I have seen WAY too MANY movies and I am picturing how this could have taken him right out!! Well aren't we just pair I say!!!My goodness!!!
Well I guess it is time to head off and get some chores done up before the kids get home...I enjoyed this little "venting/update" session and can't wait to get regular with this!!:) Thanks for reading and comments are as always welcome!!:) Later Reader!
What else?
From my perspective...that is what I called my blog, I am currently wondering IF that is what I want to stick with and IF not how does one change that? I am not sure how that is relevant to anything but whatever...haha
I hope everyone is doing well and I hope all had a wonderful Christmas. I guess that is where I am going next with this...My Christmas...I had a wonderful time with my husband and his family.Plus we had our very treasured friends join us for that celebration! Our children had great holidays too BUT...we suffered I think. I do not want to get too much into details but I am not getting along with my mother right now. I have very good reasons for not wanting to have much to do with her but over the holidays I TOTALLY was hitting a wall of darkness. I think the Devil was taking advantage of things going on and worked on my weak spots for a stint. I am so thankful that I have the kind of relationship with God right now that I can pray these feelings away but it was not always like that, I would have sunk deeper and deeper into this depressed state of mind that it would infect my life entirely and it would take an incredible shot of medication to escape it. I don't think there is anything wrong with taking meds whatsoever BUT I have a hard time remembering to do this daily and therefore the meds become a waste, so if I can go without then awesome! Anyways we had fun with the family gathering we went to on my side but was sad that my mother did not really put an effort to rectify anything for my children sake. I was disappointed. Then other things happened and I was fighting again for my beliefs and trying to keep a stand for my kids, my faith and myself. The darkness won for a bit over the holidays but not for very long. I remembered what the season was really about and we focused on that as a family and hubby and I tried to keep things pleasurable for our boys! I do have this longing for that side of my family to come together and be loving and supportive, and I miss them greatly ALL the time, I wish they would come to know me as I am now and enjoy me as I am but they are who they are and I cannot change them, I love them all and hope for the best and I can only live for my boys and be an example of Jesus for everyone I encounter in life.
Ok so what else??
My thumb hurts...Yeah a couple of days ago I cut it pretty bad while loading the dishwasher...I really should have gone in to get it stitched or glued but whatever I lived and now today it feels very very bruised and tender, I may have been working with it a bitt too aggressively because it was all dried and appeared scaby but I was washing counters and squeezed the cloth only to realize that scab was not as good as it looked and it broke open a bit to allow some puss to seep out *gross* and *gag* I know!!But as for that...the cut took place Tuesday about 1pm.I spoke to Hubby that night and he kind of got a little...no allot upset about it (which I predicted on facebook) but whatever. The next day I had left the house early in the day with the boys (skipped school) because I was going to a funeral then would be attending youth that night, so we got home far too late to call Hubby and I never got to talk to him until last night...WELL Karma is very real!!Hubby goes on with normal how are things? how are the kids? what is the weather like? other typical conversation topics for us...and not until after talking to each of our kids and preparing to say goodbye does he go on to tell me how Karma got him yesterday when working on cutting some pipe with a brand new saw, when all of a sudden this thing breaks and slams him in the head...what?what exactly hit him I was not sure...he says he was walking down to tell his coworker that it just broke and he should go get a new one when he notices the blood dripping down his face...WHAT!!??!!So they go to the hospital and he gets his head glued shut. He ended up with a tip of this saw snapping off and hitting him in the head near his hairline slicing clean through his toque(which was SOAKED in Blood) and luckily for him it was JUST a gash in the head he says...It could have taken out his eye he says...It did not even hurt he says...It was karma for him getting mad at me for my thumb slicing incident he says...Well I felt sick!!I was thinking this could have been FAR worse!!Of course I had the worst things running through my head like I have seen WAY too MANY movies and I am picturing how this could have taken him right out!! Well aren't we just pair I say!!!My goodness!!!
Well I guess it is time to head off and get some chores done up before the kids get home...I enjoyed this little "venting/update" session and can't wait to get regular with this!!:) Thanks for reading and comments are as always welcome!!:) Later Reader!
What is this, a rant?
LUKEWARM...This is a scary message that I do not want to apply to myself. I know of lukewarm Christians who come to church Sundays and sit in their pews lifting their hands to Jesus with tears in their eyes during worship and then go on with the rest of the week living for themselves, doing things pleasing to the flesh and NOT to our sovereign Lord.
I know people who claim to be praying for others publicly and yet have no personal relationship with Christ behind closed doors thinking nobody will notice. I know people who shout "Why me God!?" yet have no problem skipping church because it conflicts with other plans made.
I am SICK and TIRED of these 'lukewarm Christians' in my life and church family, seeing their lives outside of church and on facebook Monday-Saturday one way but come Sunday they try to "fake" it. Maybe they think this is the way they are supposed to be?
I KNOW I am not perfect and I make mistakes in my walk, but I pray that God will make my path straight in my crooked life and I do everyday what I would do Sunday. I try to be an example of God's mission with everything I do or say and I totally think I am falling short BUT I am willing to at least admit to that!
I serve in the Jr.Youth program knowing that generation is at risk of being a Godless generation and it breaks my heart to see kids so lost and broken, and their behaviors are DEFINITELY a reflection of parenting. I pray that I can be an example to each of my youth kids on how having Christ IS BETTER than not.
I KNOW how easy it is to sin. I know how 'great' things can feel at the moment when you give in to temptation, BUT I also know how pleasing the flesh still leaves your soul empty. I know how awesome things can be when you give in to God's will for your life and how much He will bless you. He will bless you with the wants of your heart once you humble it to be thankful for your NEEDS being met and not Praying for earthly possessions to fall into your lap.
I am SICK of people who claimed Christianity and yet can so easily spit poisonous words from their mouths and see nothing wrong with it. Being spiteful in one sentence and then requesting assistance in the next. Sick of people being two faced and my witnessing it and doing nothing sickens me.
I don't want to live in torment of my choice to follow Jesus Christ but never being able to be HONEST with the hypocrites in my own life. I NEVER hold anyone accountable of the choices they are making in fear of starting a battle I am not sure I could fight on my own. Yet I sit and pray that they see the errors of their ways because I am told that is all I can do is pray for them. So we all walk on eggshells around these people and I ask myself how is this helping? HOW? I close my mouth as not to rock the sinking ship. BUT I pray.
Then I pray for Jesus to break my heart for what breaks His and when I see it I DO NOTHING...I Tick myself off!!!! Is it MY ONLY role to pray?Without talking about it without taking a stand am I giving it a chance to change?
How do I deal with the things I SEE? Why do I keep my mouth shut? because I am told to? Is THAT in itself breaking my sweet Lord's heart? Someone try to shed some insight to this situation of what is wrong with the world today and as Christian parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, grandparents, friends,and strangers... WHY ARE WE FAILING THE LOST ONES??? ISN'T IT ABOUT TIME WE STEP UP AND FIGHT FOR THEIR FREEDOM IN CHRIST??!!!(yes that is me yelling) Myself included...I admit to dropping the ball, can I say NO MORE!!??
If I am wrong believing in Christ and you are right there is no God,and no Hell, then when we die and there is nothing we are just bodies in a box in the dirt then I have lost nothing, but IF I AM RIGHT and you are wrong and there is a God and a Hell and I have gained an eternity in Heaven and you will be burning in hell!
Ok I am done for now and this is FROM MY PERSPECTIVE...Later reader!:)
I know people who claim to be praying for others publicly and yet have no personal relationship with Christ behind closed doors thinking nobody will notice. I know people who shout "Why me God!?" yet have no problem skipping church because it conflicts with other plans made.
I am SICK and TIRED of these 'lukewarm Christians' in my life and church family, seeing their lives outside of church and on facebook Monday-Saturday one way but come Sunday they try to "fake" it. Maybe they think this is the way they are supposed to be?
I KNOW I am not perfect and I make mistakes in my walk, but I pray that God will make my path straight in my crooked life and I do everyday what I would do Sunday. I try to be an example of God's mission with everything I do or say and I totally think I am falling short BUT I am willing to at least admit to that!
I serve in the Jr.Youth program knowing that generation is at risk of being a Godless generation and it breaks my heart to see kids so lost and broken, and their behaviors are DEFINITELY a reflection of parenting. I pray that I can be an example to each of my youth kids on how having Christ IS BETTER than not.
I KNOW how easy it is to sin. I know how 'great' things can feel at the moment when you give in to temptation, BUT I also know how pleasing the flesh still leaves your soul empty. I know how awesome things can be when you give in to God's will for your life and how much He will bless you. He will bless you with the wants of your heart once you humble it to be thankful for your NEEDS being met and not Praying for earthly possessions to fall into your lap.
I am SICK of people who claimed Christianity and yet can so easily spit poisonous words from their mouths and see nothing wrong with it. Being spiteful in one sentence and then requesting assistance in the next. Sick of people being two faced and my witnessing it and doing nothing sickens me.
I don't want to live in torment of my choice to follow Jesus Christ but never being able to be HONEST with the hypocrites in my own life. I NEVER hold anyone accountable of the choices they are making in fear of starting a battle I am not sure I could fight on my own. Yet I sit and pray that they see the errors of their ways because I am told that is all I can do is pray for them. So we all walk on eggshells around these people and I ask myself how is this helping? HOW? I close my mouth as not to rock the sinking ship. BUT I pray.
Then I pray for Jesus to break my heart for what breaks His and when I see it I DO NOTHING...I Tick myself off!!!! Is it MY ONLY role to pray?Without talking about it without taking a stand am I giving it a chance to change?
How do I deal with the things I SEE? Why do I keep my mouth shut? because I am told to? Is THAT in itself breaking my sweet Lord's heart? Someone try to shed some insight to this situation of what is wrong with the world today and as Christian parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, grandparents, friends,and strangers... WHY ARE WE FAILING THE LOST ONES??? ISN'T IT ABOUT TIME WE STEP UP AND FIGHT FOR THEIR FREEDOM IN CHRIST??!!!(yes that is me yelling) Myself included...I admit to dropping the ball, can I say NO MORE!!??
If I am wrong believing in Christ and you are right there is no God,and no Hell, then when we die and there is nothing we are just bodies in a box in the dirt then I have lost nothing, but IF I AM RIGHT and you are wrong and there is a God and a Hell and I have gained an eternity in Heaven and you will be burning in hell!
Ok I am done for now and this is FROM MY PERSPECTIVE...Later reader!:)
To a Wonderful Family.....
So today is Monday and it was a slow start to the day, I had a good weekend and hope to have a great week but I have a TON on my mind. Every time I sit at the computer I think about friends of ours and I get teary eyed. The friend who lost her husband I want to say how sorry I am, I can't imagine how she feels and what she is going through. I can't imagine being so suddenly alone, no more husband to hold you close at night, no more inside jokes that the two of you share, no more looks across the room of intimacy that you hold for each other, no more kisses stolen on the go, no more taking comfort knowing he will provide, no more things to argue over, no more making up after that fight, no more crying into his warm embrace, no more asking his opinion on how this outfit makes me look knowing no matter how awful he will tell you its hot, no more laughing with him or at him, no more long talks into the night about what your future holds, no more dreams shared for your lives or the lives of your children, no more cleaning up after the mess he's made, no more cooking for him the best and the worst of your menus, no more looking for him to come home after a long day at work, no more asking for his help to put something together that DOESN'T call for instructions and ALWAYS comes with extra pieces, no more working together to get the house in shape for company, no more rushing to get everyone out of the house to be on time for an event, no more long trips in the vehicle and snuggling close as he seems to know the way, no more coming home to a romantic evening he planned all by himself...all these things and so much more that you will have no more of I just cannot wrap my mind around them all. Time to Thank God for all you had together and for the man He blessed you with and Thank God you know where your man is now! Love and Prayers with you sweet friend and my heart aches for your loss. I have to say this sudden news has allowed me to be even more thankful for each day that I have been granted to wake up and experience, and each little thing that My husband represents in my life all the good and bad I welcome it all, I love you Jeremy!
To the children of this Godly man that we have lost, our dear friends whom we've shared the last few years with. I am so so sorry for your loss too, I haven't had a parent pass yet and I am not sure how I would feel to actually lose one of them. I know a dad is someone who a little boy admires as a hero and wants to be like when he grows up and a little girl looks for in a future husband and until that husband comes into the picture Daddy is the one who keeps you safe. Dad is the one who plays all the rough games with you and says a scrape on the knee is what makes you tough, Dad is the one who shows you how to hold a hammer, fishing rod, baseball bat, remote control, Dad is the one who is usually the one willing to trust you behind the wheel, Dad is the one who teaches you about sports, engines, hunting, working for a living, BBQ-ing, Dad is the one who you look to for spiritual guidance as a man, Dad is the one who is the one who scares off the bad boys in your life, Dad is the one who will pick you up in the middle of the night after having too much fun and will discipline you with compassion after because he's been there, Dad is the one who pats you on the back for a job well done, Dad takes pride in your accomplishments and shouts from the crowd That's MY kid! Dad is the one who leaves a legacy behind in his children and the stories of his life. Your Dad's legacy and life testimony is definitely one to admire and the Godly example that he was is one to strive for!Thank you for being a part of my life and allowing me to call myself an honorary sibling of your WONDERFUL FAMILY!!I pray healing for everyone He left behind!xoxo
Yeah so that is just a tidbit on my mind today the rest seems irrelevant right now. Thanks for reading and being a part of my blogging life and we'll see if I get around to writing again today or do I save it for another day!!??!!. Later Reader!:)
To the children of this Godly man that we have lost, our dear friends whom we've shared the last few years with. I am so so sorry for your loss too, I haven't had a parent pass yet and I am not sure how I would feel to actually lose one of them. I know a dad is someone who a little boy admires as a hero and wants to be like when he grows up and a little girl looks for in a future husband and until that husband comes into the picture Daddy is the one who keeps you safe. Dad is the one who plays all the rough games with you and says a scrape on the knee is what makes you tough, Dad is the one who shows you how to hold a hammer, fishing rod, baseball bat, remote control, Dad is the one who is usually the one willing to trust you behind the wheel, Dad is the one who teaches you about sports, engines, hunting, working for a living, BBQ-ing, Dad is the one who you look to for spiritual guidance as a man, Dad is the one who is the one who scares off the bad boys in your life, Dad is the one who will pick you up in the middle of the night after having too much fun and will discipline you with compassion after because he's been there, Dad is the one who pats you on the back for a job well done, Dad takes pride in your accomplishments and shouts from the crowd That's MY kid! Dad is the one who leaves a legacy behind in his children and the stories of his life. Your Dad's legacy and life testimony is definitely one to admire and the Godly example that he was is one to strive for!Thank you for being a part of my life and allowing me to call myself an honorary sibling of your WONDERFUL FAMILY!!I pray healing for everyone He left behind!xoxo
Yeah so that is just a tidbit on my mind today the rest seems irrelevant right now. Thanks for reading and being a part of my blogging life and we'll see if I get around to writing again today or do I save it for another day!!??!!. Later Reader!:)
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