Wednesday, October 17, 2007
I'm leaving...
Just to let you know that I have moved. Visit me often at www.guidanceforvictory.wordpress.com to keep in touch! It may take me a few posts to learn all the bells and whistles, so hang in there with me.http://www.guidanceforvictory.wordpress.com
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
A different experience
There's something that's been bothering me since Sunday. I just need to get it out, and I have prayed about it, but I also want your oppinion. Let me start off by giving a little family background. My maternal grandparents took me to church when I was a kid, and I was baptized around age 9 I think. My mom would attend sometimes. During my teen years I went to a much smaller church with my best friend. We were active in the youth group there. I went off to college and strayed away from church. (There are two branches to this tree, so bear with me please. ) The first branch is my husband. I actually met Brian at college. I shared an apartment with two friends, one who left me way too soon! Love ya Stace!! Brian also had an apartment two doors down. It was my first year, and his last. He graduated and went to Purdue for two more years. I finished college and moved back home to start my nursing career. I was working crazy hours, and church never seemed to fit into my schedule. Brian proposed on Christmas day, and we were married in July after he graduated. We didn't have a church, so we picked one that was about halfway for both our families to drive to. We met with the pastor, and had one session of pre-marital counseling. It was really good. We later received a phone call that the pastor had left, no details, but if we wanted to get married, we needed to provide a pastor, or take their fill in. We chose my uncle, and he flew in and performed a beautiful ceremony.
Skip forward about 8 years. This is the second branch, and it involves my dad. I don't recall him ever attending church when I was little. My mom's dad told him he had to be baptized to marry my mom, so he did that, but wasn't much of a follower. He believed in God, but wasn't living it. Long story short, I wish you could meet him and hear his testimony. He is filled with the Holy Spirit, and it flows out of him when he speaks. Dad was at a low place, and he cried out to Jesus, and instantly dad felt His presence. From that moment on, he has been an inspiration to me and many others. So Brian and I started taking the kids to church. A really big church, where it is easy to get lost in the crowd. I joined a small group for a bible study, but Brian wouldn't go because it's not his thing. He was baptized 4 years ago, on the same day as his brother.
This is where the story gets hard. I feel like just attending church on Sunday is not enough, and he has a different view. I have tried many times to initiate a bible study with him, and failed. I pray for him, and I try to be the good example for him, but it seems like everywhere else he goes, there is more darkness than light. He is in a constant struggle in the sand, and it is very hard for us both. Well racing has taken quite a few of our weekends, and church attendance has not been up to par. This past Sunday was the first time we had been in 3 weeks, I think. The sermon series is on the "one anothers" in the bible. Love one another, forgive one another, be compassionate to one another, and this week was about Colossians 3:16. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God. So we sang, we praised, and we worshipped for the whole hour. It was amazing, and I could feel His presence with us. It was powerful and moving. I could not stand still. Deep down I knew that the only One who hears me singing and thinks it is a joyful sound is the Lord, but it didn't matter. I just can't describe to you how great it was! Now, Brian was standing right next to me, but the only time I really noticed him was when I heard his big sighs. I was filled with joy and gratitude. My feeling lasted until later that night when I was trying to talk to Brian about it. I wanted to know if he felt it too. I was disappointed to hear that he had a different experience. He doesn't like to sing, and was bothered that it lasted the whole hour. He was irritated that he didn't see the pastor, and so self focused that his back and feet were hurting. I know that the experience was different because my heart and eyes are open, and his aren't. That doesn't make it any easier. My dad has told me that I can't push Brian, he has to come to it on his own, and that is so hard. I wanted to tell him that God was in that place, and maybe if he wasn't so self absorbed in his own thoughts, he would have noticed. I just keep praying for him to open his heart, and for the Holy Spirit to fill him with such force that he knows what an awesome gift we've been given. I know I can only continue to pray, and I will, because I love him, and want him to be the spiritual head of our household. If anyone has any suggestions, or could just pray for Brian as well, I would greatly appreciate it.
Skip forward about 8 years. This is the second branch, and it involves my dad. I don't recall him ever attending church when I was little. My mom's dad told him he had to be baptized to marry my mom, so he did that, but wasn't much of a follower. He believed in God, but wasn't living it. Long story short, I wish you could meet him and hear his testimony. He is filled with the Holy Spirit, and it flows out of him when he speaks. Dad was at a low place, and he cried out to Jesus, and instantly dad felt His presence. From that moment on, he has been an inspiration to me and many others. So Brian and I started taking the kids to church. A really big church, where it is easy to get lost in the crowd. I joined a small group for a bible study, but Brian wouldn't go because it's not his thing. He was baptized 4 years ago, on the same day as his brother.
This is where the story gets hard. I feel like just attending church on Sunday is not enough, and he has a different view. I have tried many times to initiate a bible study with him, and failed. I pray for him, and I try to be the good example for him, but it seems like everywhere else he goes, there is more darkness than light. He is in a constant struggle in the sand, and it is very hard for us both. Well racing has taken quite a few of our weekends, and church attendance has not been up to par. This past Sunday was the first time we had been in 3 weeks, I think. The sermon series is on the "one anothers" in the bible. Love one another, forgive one another, be compassionate to one another, and this week was about Colossians 3:16. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God. So we sang, we praised, and we worshipped for the whole hour. It was amazing, and I could feel His presence with us. It was powerful and moving. I could not stand still. Deep down I knew that the only One who hears me singing and thinks it is a joyful sound is the Lord, but it didn't matter. I just can't describe to you how great it was! Now, Brian was standing right next to me, but the only time I really noticed him was when I heard his big sighs. I was filled with joy and gratitude. My feeling lasted until later that night when I was trying to talk to Brian about it. I wanted to know if he felt it too. I was disappointed to hear that he had a different experience. He doesn't like to sing, and was bothered that it lasted the whole hour. He was irritated that he didn't see the pastor, and so self focused that his back and feet were hurting. I know that the experience was different because my heart and eyes are open, and his aren't. That doesn't make it any easier. My dad has told me that I can't push Brian, he has to come to it on his own, and that is so hard. I wanted to tell him that God was in that place, and maybe if he wasn't so self absorbed in his own thoughts, he would have noticed. I just keep praying for him to open his heart, and for the Holy Spirit to fill him with such force that he knows what an awesome gift we've been given. I know I can only continue to pray, and I will, because I love him, and want him to be the spiritual head of our household. If anyone has any suggestions, or could just pray for Brian as well, I would greatly appreciate it.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Run Down...Tired
Every day I have something to add to this blog. Something comes into my head, and a new post starts forming in my head. Unfortunately, I can't get everything else to stop so I can actually put it down in writing. I don't proclaim to be a writer, but some of the thoughts were good. I just can't think of any of them right now! I need to find more time, more down time. I am not a morning person. My daughter has to be at school by 7:25 am, and she in not a morning person either. I get up, let the dogs out, and then go into her room to wake her up. The entire process is taking longer each day. She is very hard to wake up, and I really just want to crawl into bed and snuggle back to sleep with her! But we trudge on, and when I come back home from taking her to school, I wake up the boys and my hubby, and start the routine all over again.
There are a few good things about getting up early. One is being able to see the sunrise. I started taking pictures of it, and it just reminds me about God's grace, and His love and amazing creation. The splendor of it sometimes takes my breath away! I have a few photos of the moon, and some giant marshmallow clouds covering the sun, with huge rays peeking out and reaching to the ground. I'll have to share some with you if I can narrow it down. I already have over 200, and my plan is to make a digital scrapbook. More of a faithbook, when I get around to it.
The second thing about getting up early.......caffeine free diet coke from the fountain at the gas station on the corner! If I am lucky enough to have a few extra minutes, I'll swing in there and splurge on one. The 44 0z. will last me all day, because I sip it slowly while I guzzle my water with green tea.
I'll leave you with some things that I have gotten accomplished lately. I have been in an organizing funk lately, which is also not me. I have been through recipe books, and compiled a three page list of main dishes and sides, then formulated a six week meal plan. The first meal was tonight, spicy pork stir fry with brown rice and broccoli. It was very good! Tomorrow is creamy chicken in the crock pot because I have a scrapbooking workshop. I have also cleaned out the kitchen cabinets and pantry, with the help of Brooke and Zach. I am so pleased that I can open up the tupperware or pots and pans cabinet without something falling out on the floor! My next step is getting everything on a calendar, that is centrally located in the kitchen, to keep track of everyone's schedule. Maybe I can also post some pictures of the meal plan binder, and inspire you to have freedom from the constant "what's for dinner?" from the kids and hubby.
This weekend is the last race of the season for Zach, and I still haven't explained to you what quarter midget racing is. Add that to my to do list. I'd better go put that on my calendar!
There are a few good things about getting up early. One is being able to see the sunrise. I started taking pictures of it, and it just reminds me about God's grace, and His love and amazing creation. The splendor of it sometimes takes my breath away! I have a few photos of the moon, and some giant marshmallow clouds covering the sun, with huge rays peeking out and reaching to the ground. I'll have to share some with you if I can narrow it down. I already have over 200, and my plan is to make a digital scrapbook. More of a faithbook, when I get around to it.
The second thing about getting up early.......caffeine free diet coke from the fountain at the gas station on the corner! If I am lucky enough to have a few extra minutes, I'll swing in there and splurge on one. The 44 0z. will last me all day, because I sip it slowly while I guzzle my water with green tea.
I'll leave you with some things that I have gotten accomplished lately. I have been in an organizing funk lately, which is also not me. I have been through recipe books, and compiled a three page list of main dishes and sides, then formulated a six week meal plan. The first meal was tonight, spicy pork stir fry with brown rice and broccoli. It was very good! Tomorrow is creamy chicken in the crock pot because I have a scrapbooking workshop. I have also cleaned out the kitchen cabinets and pantry, with the help of Brooke and Zach. I am so pleased that I can open up the tupperware or pots and pans cabinet without something falling out on the floor! My next step is getting everything on a calendar, that is centrally located in the kitchen, to keep track of everyone's schedule. Maybe I can also post some pictures of the meal plan binder, and inspire you to have freedom from the constant "what's for dinner?" from the kids and hubby.
This weekend is the last race of the season for Zach, and I still haven't explained to you what quarter midget racing is. Add that to my to do list. I'd better go put that on my calendar!
Monday, September 24, 2007
A terrible loss...
As many of you know, I love to scrapbook, and I love Creative Memories. I sell the stuff because I love it, and I love the company. The consultants are a close knit group, and I love the support they provide. I received an email requesting prayer for an upline who lives in Florida. Her 19 year old daughter contracted bacterial meningitis at college. She was on a bus trip Thursday, and Friday in a coma. They were pumping her with antibiotics, and wanted everyone to pray. When I checked my email tonight, I learned that she had passed away. Rachel was only 19, she has two brothers, and she had a love for life and dance. The email had a few pictures, and as I read I was crying. My daughter was sitting beside me, and profoundly, said " God has something bigger planned for her in Heaven." We may not understand it, but Brooke is right. God called her home, to be with Him. This place is only a temporary residence, our eternal future is with God. Rachel is dancing in Heaven, and she feels no sorrow. Please pray for her family, that they will find peace and healing in this painful time, and that they will cling to God for strength. Now thank God for all He has given you, and go kiss your kids one more time tonight.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Prayer request
Encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing...
Live in peace with each other. And we urge you, brothers, warn those
who are idle, encourage the timid, help the weak, be patient with everyone.
Pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for
you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:11, 13-14, 17-18.
I have a sister in Christ, a fellow blogger, and a friend I've never met or spoken to other than by means of the web. I try to keep up on her daily life by reading her blog, and sending emails. She gave me a wonderful idea a few weeks ago, and I have still not done it. I need to move it to the top of my list! Anyway, she inspires me, and she needs prayer. She is having some trouble with her feet, and I told her I would pray for healing. She is also suffering from excessive fatigue over the last couple of days. Kind of like the flu, but she doesn't feel ill. She specifically mentioned spiritual warfare, and it struck me. I have been feeling like that as well. Not really sick, but tired and lazy. I told Niki I would pray for her, and I am calling out to all you prayer warriors out there to do so as well. So I pray for Niki, and anyone else who is suffering right now.
Dear Heavenly Father, I come to You with a heart full of thanks. You are my comforter, and my healer. You love me to the fullest, and bless me with Your favor. Thank You for loving me enough to die for me, and for always being here to listen. Lord, I lift up Niki tonight. She is in pain and weak and weary. I ask that you fill her with your Holy Spirit so that she can feel your presence and love. I pray for You to heal her from this pain, and remove it from her life. Return her to her normal, loving, nurturing self. I ask that You equip her with whatever she may need to win this spiritual warfare she is facing. We stand up and rebuke evil in Your name, and cry out to You in victory. Protect her, guide her, comfort her, and bless her. May she continue to seek You and praise You for the miracles in her life. In Jesus name. Amen
Prayer is a simple thing, yet so powerful. I am thankful that I have friends and family praying for me daily, and am glad to be able to return the gift anytime. God Bless you Niki, and anyone else who needs lifted up.
Live in peace with each other. And we urge you, brothers, warn those
who are idle, encourage the timid, help the weak, be patient with everyone.
Pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for
you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:11, 13-14, 17-18.
I have a sister in Christ, a fellow blogger, and a friend I've never met or spoken to other than by means of the web. I try to keep up on her daily life by reading her blog, and sending emails. She gave me a wonderful idea a few weeks ago, and I have still not done it. I need to move it to the top of my list! Anyway, she inspires me, and she needs prayer. She is having some trouble with her feet, and I told her I would pray for healing. She is also suffering from excessive fatigue over the last couple of days. Kind of like the flu, but she doesn't feel ill. She specifically mentioned spiritual warfare, and it struck me. I have been feeling like that as well. Not really sick, but tired and lazy. I told Niki I would pray for her, and I am calling out to all you prayer warriors out there to do so as well. So I pray for Niki, and anyone else who is suffering right now.
Dear Heavenly Father, I come to You with a heart full of thanks. You are my comforter, and my healer. You love me to the fullest, and bless me with Your favor. Thank You for loving me enough to die for me, and for always being here to listen. Lord, I lift up Niki tonight. She is in pain and weak and weary. I ask that you fill her with your Holy Spirit so that she can feel your presence and love. I pray for You to heal her from this pain, and remove it from her life. Return her to her normal, loving, nurturing self. I ask that You equip her with whatever she may need to win this spiritual warfare she is facing. We stand up and rebuke evil in Your name, and cry out to You in victory. Protect her, guide her, comfort her, and bless her. May she continue to seek You and praise You for the miracles in her life. In Jesus name. Amen
Prayer is a simple thing, yet so powerful. I am thankful that I have friends and family praying for me daily, and am glad to be able to return the gift anytime. God Bless you Niki, and anyone else who needs lifted up.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
One of those...
I am having one of those days. You moms know what I mean, but I will elaborate anyway in hopes that I will feel better when I get it off my chest. OK, yesterday was the first day of school. That itself has me out of sorts. My daughter started middle school, ugh, and my oldest son third grade. They are in different schools. She has to be at school at 7:30 am, and he has to be there at 8:45 am. At 12:30 I had to take my hubby to the airport, and I will pick him up again Friday night. (He is in Texas enjoying the tropical storm.) So at 1:30 pm, I had dropped 3 of my loved ones off at different locations, and explained to my 3 year old at least 30 times why daddy would not be "right back." I was going by the middle school, which by the way, our house is a mere 3 miles from, and on the same road, but they are widening the road and it is closed right before the school, so we have to enjoy a detour four times a day. I digress...anyway, driving by and thinking it's almost time to pick her up. Do I really want to detour to get home for 30 minutes, and detour back? We opted to sit in the parking lot and watch the newest installment of Veggietales. The chill time was needed by both of us. My daughter had a great day in middle school, and I hope she continues to enjoy it. Third grade was "good" for Zach too. It's funny, Brooke told me every little incident about her day, and Zach says "good" and that's all I get. I tried asking him questions, and he was a good sport for a few of them, and then he grew tired of it. We came home, and then ran Brooke to dance, ran to McD's for the boys, home to eat, back to dance to video tape choreography, back home, back to dance to video and pick Brooke up, back home and finally to bed. We started over again this morning, but I did have a wonderful friend take Zach to school. He had hesitations at first, but he doesn't really like change. He informed me when I picked him up that he wanted to ride with Andrew all the time. I don't feel like super mom, and I don't feel the love right now!
I am such a home body, and I cherish the time that we have together with nowhere we need to go. Tonight was one of those nights. I was so excited, and ready to snuggle up with the kiddos and read, watch TV, and have fun. I'll start with the disclaimer that those were pretty wide hopes for 3 tired kiddos. The boys had pent up energy and were wrestling around. Both ended up in tears and I was ready to pull my hair out. Brooke was whining, she wants a laptop for Christmas, but she wants it now...she doesn't want to eat leftovers...she wants a computer for her room and she will be happy...whine..whine..whine.. The boys have one of those nerf dart guns, and Zach thought he would shoot Brooke, and she would stop annoying him. Then Matthew took the gun from Zach, and he was going to shoot her while Zach held her. Brooke pushed Zach away, he ran over to her and punched her, hard, and started to scream at her as he ran away. It was at this point, 7:45 pm, that I had reached my limit. I asked Zach to go to bed, as he had been warned already. He is immediately repentant and refuses to go upstairs until Brooke has to as well. Brooke goes, but I spend the next 45 minutes asking Zach to please stop talking and go to bed. He just wanted to talk...He was sorry..I am a dumbo...he's gonna get Brooke, it's all her fault.. I start taking privileges away..he tells me to shut up..this is not going well..he takes his glasses off and throws them to the floor..they are broken..my hubby calls me back and I don't want to immediately go off on him so I ask how the meetings are going. No real answer, and I am trying not to complain that he was supposed to call me around lunch time and didn't, when he tells me his phone is about to die. And it does...
That is the day I am having. I know some of you can relate, and I sypathize with you. I am feeling your pain right now.
I pray for all the moms out there, Lord, I just ask that you bless us with your favor, and fill us with the Holy Spirit. Forgive our sins and help us to start clean with You every day. Our mercies are new with You every morning, and I am so thankful. You give me strength when I am weak, refresh me when I am tired. Please help me to use the opportunities that You give me, so that I grow in You, and teach those around me as well. Help me to lead my children into Your light, and train them in Your ways. Thank You for the peace given to me.
I am such a home body, and I cherish the time that we have together with nowhere we need to go. Tonight was one of those nights. I was so excited, and ready to snuggle up with the kiddos and read, watch TV, and have fun. I'll start with the disclaimer that those were pretty wide hopes for 3 tired kiddos. The boys had pent up energy and were wrestling around. Both ended up in tears and I was ready to pull my hair out. Brooke was whining, she wants a laptop for Christmas, but she wants it now...she doesn't want to eat leftovers...she wants a computer for her room and she will be happy...whine..whine..whine.. The boys have one of those nerf dart guns, and Zach thought he would shoot Brooke, and she would stop annoying him. Then Matthew took the gun from Zach, and he was going to shoot her while Zach held her. Brooke pushed Zach away, he ran over to her and punched her, hard, and started to scream at her as he ran away. It was at this point, 7:45 pm, that I had reached my limit. I asked Zach to go to bed, as he had been warned already. He is immediately repentant and refuses to go upstairs until Brooke has to as well. Brooke goes, but I spend the next 45 minutes asking Zach to please stop talking and go to bed. He just wanted to talk...He was sorry..I am a dumbo...he's gonna get Brooke, it's all her fault.. I start taking privileges away..he tells me to shut up..this is not going well..he takes his glasses off and throws them to the floor..they are broken..my hubby calls me back and I don't want to immediately go off on him so I ask how the meetings are going. No real answer, and I am trying not to complain that he was supposed to call me around lunch time and didn't, when he tells me his phone is about to die. And it does...
That is the day I am having. I know some of you can relate, and I sypathize with you. I am feeling your pain right now.
I pray for all the moms out there, Lord, I just ask that you bless us with your favor, and fill us with the Holy Spirit. Forgive our sins and help us to start clean with You every day. Our mercies are new with You every morning, and I am so thankful. You give me strength when I am weak, refresh me when I am tired. Please help me to use the opportunities that You give me, so that I grow in You, and teach those around me as well. Help me to lead my children into Your light, and train them in Your ways. Thank You for the peace given to me.
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Addendum to previous
This is a continuation to my last post on By His Wounds. Apparently my listening skills are being honed in well, because one of my devotions yesterday was on this exact verse from Isaiah 53:5. "But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed." In total understanding now that this message is directed clearly at me by my Savior, I delved a little deeper.
Why is He sending me this verse, and how can I apply it to my life? After thinking and praying about it, I discovered that I often times feel so unworthy of His love and sacrifice. I feel unworthy of His great sacrifice for little old me, not that I am a criminal or anything like that, but I do sin. I fall short daily and allow fear in, harbor resentment, am quick to anger at times, unable to control my tongue and speak gossip, turn to food as a source of comfort, fall prey to judgement. Even now, I want you to understand where I am coming from, agree with me, accept me for who I am, an unworthy sinner. But I know that doesn't come from you, because we all struggle with things and issues daily. We are human, and satan is trying his hardest to help us fail. We are all unworthy, and Jesus knew that when he was beaten and tortured. He knew that when He was made to carry His cross. He knew it when He was dying and said it is finished. He knew it, but He came, He died, and He rose again for us anyway!! Jesus loves every one of us. No one is beyond His redemption, healing, salvation and grace. He wants us to experience the depth of God's love through His nail scarred hands. Those same hands that comfort me when I am weak, they comfort you too. They comfort people in prison for heinous crimes, and they provide healing to drug addicts in their pain. I guess I am learning that we are all unworthy, but He loves us all the same. He deemed me worthy long before He put me here on this earth.
He was pierced for my transgressions, He was crushed for my iniquities. The punishment that brought me peace was upon Him, and by His wounds, I am healed. Thank You Jesus, my Savior!
Why is He sending me this verse, and how can I apply it to my life? After thinking and praying about it, I discovered that I often times feel so unworthy of His love and sacrifice. I feel unworthy of His great sacrifice for little old me, not that I am a criminal or anything like that, but I do sin. I fall short daily and allow fear in, harbor resentment, am quick to anger at times, unable to control my tongue and speak gossip, turn to food as a source of comfort, fall prey to judgement. Even now, I want you to understand where I am coming from, agree with me, accept me for who I am, an unworthy sinner. But I know that doesn't come from you, because we all struggle with things and issues daily. We are human, and satan is trying his hardest to help us fail. We are all unworthy, and Jesus knew that when he was beaten and tortured. He knew that when He was made to carry His cross. He knew it when He was dying and said it is finished. He knew it, but He came, He died, and He rose again for us anyway!! Jesus loves every one of us. No one is beyond His redemption, healing, salvation and grace. He wants us to experience the depth of God's love through His nail scarred hands. Those same hands that comfort me when I am weak, they comfort you too. They comfort people in prison for heinous crimes, and they provide healing to drug addicts in their pain. I guess I am learning that we are all unworthy, but He loves us all the same. He deemed me worthy long before He put me here on this earth.
He was pierced for my transgressions, He was crushed for my iniquities. The punishment that brought me peace was upon Him, and by His wounds, I am healed. Thank You Jesus, my Savior!
Sunday, August 5, 2007
By His Wounds
My 3 year old son awoke again at around 3:30 am, crawled into bed and said he just wanted to snuggle for a minute. Many thoughts run through my head at once....I am so tired...He is sooo sweet...I'll never fall back to sleep...What a precious time this is, and how my window of opportunity shrinks the older he gets. So, as I move over and he crawls in beside me, the only thing I can think of is THANK YOU JESUS! I start to pray, and recite all the things I have to be thankful for, and this song popped into my head. Written by Mac Powell, it is called By His Wounds.
He was pierced for our transgressions
He was crushed for our sins
The punishment that brought us peace
Was upon Him
And by His wounds
By His wounds, we are healed.
We are healed by your sacrifice
And the life that You gave
We are healed for You paid the price
By Your grace, we are saved
We are Saved
What can wash away my sin, nothing but the blood of Jesus!
Now because it is the middle of the night, and not too much can cloud my head, I think I was better able to listen to Jesus and what He was trying to tell me. I say that because sometimes in my prayer time, I talk and don't stop to listen. I have too much to do, excuses! Anyway, He put this on my heart, and here I am at 4:30 a.m. telling you about it.
Take the time to listen for Him to speak. We are healed, we are saved, we are washed white as snow because of His sacrifice.
He was pierced for our transgressions
He was crushed for our sins
The punishment that brought us peace
Was upon Him
And by His wounds
By His wounds, we are healed.
We are healed by your sacrifice
And the life that You gave
We are healed for You paid the price
By Your grace, we are saved
We are Saved
What can wash away my sin, nothing but the blood of Jesus!
Now because it is the middle of the night, and not too much can cloud my head, I think I was better able to listen to Jesus and what He was trying to tell me. I say that because sometimes in my prayer time, I talk and don't stop to listen. I have too much to do, excuses! Anyway, He put this on my heart, and here I am at 4:30 a.m. telling you about it.
Take the time to listen for Him to speak. We are healed, we are saved, we are washed white as snow because of His sacrifice.
Friday, May 4, 2007
Busy and hectic
I've fallen off the blog! Since my last post I have been consumed in dance competitions with my daughter, and racing with my oldest son, along with a 4 day trip to Nevada with my husband. It barely seems like we have had time to breathe, and I don't see an end in sight for another month. What is happening to us that we are constantly on the go and have little or no down time? I crave an evening where we don't have anywhere to go, and we can get jammies on and snuggle, share time with each other, and catch up. Maybe tonight that will happen.
I've gotta run now, hopefully I can catch you up soon!
I've gotta run now, hopefully I can catch you up soon!
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Walking in Victory
This post has been weighing on my mind lately. I have finally decided to breathe it to this blog. I think what happened yesterday in Virginia is a wake up call. When something like that happens, and it seems too prevalent for me, it makes us scared, angry, sad, and overwhelmed with fear. It brings to light that we are in a spiritual war, but it's not one for us to fight alone. God has a plan for all things, so the battle belongs to Him. With Him, we will be victorious.
I struggle with control. I like to have it! I say I struggle because I know in my heart that I have none, and don't really want the massive responsibility of it, but I feel like I need it. Even though I believe in Gods plan, and want to follow it, I will catch myself trying to solve a problem on my own. Good example-- Last July 4th, my then 2 year old wandered off in a crowd of people. It was extremely frightening, and I immediately went into a panic trying to find him. I didn't take it to the Lord first. I didn't ask Him for help. I say this to you because it still bothers me that I tried to do it by myself. Jesus was with us, and He was protecting my son, but I didn't bring Him in for help. I thought I could do it alone. BUT I CAN'T! Nor do I want to. So all of that to tell you we must first seek the Lord. Trust Him.
2 Chronicles 20 tells us about King Jehoshaphat, and how he put his fear aside to seek God and trust in His word. Jehoshaphat has learned that an army of Moabites and Ammonites are coming to wage war on him. Verse 3 tells us what Jehoshaphat does first. 20:3 Alarmed, Jehoshaphat resloved to inquire of the Lord, and he proclaimed a fast for all Judah. 4 The people of Judah came together to seek help from the Lord; indeed, they came from every town in Judah to seek him. They stopped everything, fasted, and sought the advice of the Lord! Verse 6 is the prayer Jehoshaphat stood up and prayed. 20:6 O Lord, God of our fathers, are you not the God who is in heaven? You rule over all the kingdoms of the nations. Power and might are in your hand and no one can withstand you. 7 O our God, did you not drive out the inhabitants of this land before your people Isreal and give it forever to the descendants of Abraham your friend? 8 They have lived in it and have built in it a sanctuary for your Name, saying, 9 If calamity comes upon us, whether the sword of judgment, or plague or famine, we will stand in your presence before this temple that bears your Name and will cry out to you in our distress, and you will hear us and save us. 10 But now here are men from Ammon, Moab, and Mount Seir, whose territory you would not allow Israel to invade when they came from Egypt; so they turned away from them and did not destroy them. 11 See how they are repaying us by coming to drive us out of the possession you gave us as an inheritance. 12 O our God, will you not judge them? For we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us. We do not know what to do, but our eyes are upon you. Wow, our eyes are upon you. He laid it all out. He was facing the biggest war of his life, and in it he shows us how to handle adversity. Jehoshaphat sought the Lord by fasting, and he gathered others together to fast and pray, confessed his helplessness, obeyed the Holy Spirit, put his trust in the Lord and His word, and he gave Him thanks and the honor that He deserves. I need this, and plan to continue this message in a later post. It is guidance for victory.
I struggle with control. I like to have it! I say I struggle because I know in my heart that I have none, and don't really want the massive responsibility of it, but I feel like I need it. Even though I believe in Gods plan, and want to follow it, I will catch myself trying to solve a problem on my own. Good example-- Last July 4th, my then 2 year old wandered off in a crowd of people. It was extremely frightening, and I immediately went into a panic trying to find him. I didn't take it to the Lord first. I didn't ask Him for help. I say this to you because it still bothers me that I tried to do it by myself. Jesus was with us, and He was protecting my son, but I didn't bring Him in for help. I thought I could do it alone. BUT I CAN'T! Nor do I want to. So all of that to tell you we must first seek the Lord. Trust Him.
2 Chronicles 20 tells us about King Jehoshaphat, and how he put his fear aside to seek God and trust in His word. Jehoshaphat has learned that an army of Moabites and Ammonites are coming to wage war on him. Verse 3 tells us what Jehoshaphat does first. 20:3 Alarmed, Jehoshaphat resloved to inquire of the Lord, and he proclaimed a fast for all Judah. 4 The people of Judah came together to seek help from the Lord; indeed, they came from every town in Judah to seek him. They stopped everything, fasted, and sought the advice of the Lord! Verse 6 is the prayer Jehoshaphat stood up and prayed. 20:6 O Lord, God of our fathers, are you not the God who is in heaven? You rule over all the kingdoms of the nations. Power and might are in your hand and no one can withstand you. 7 O our God, did you not drive out the inhabitants of this land before your people Isreal and give it forever to the descendants of Abraham your friend? 8 They have lived in it and have built in it a sanctuary for your Name, saying, 9 If calamity comes upon us, whether the sword of judgment, or plague or famine, we will stand in your presence before this temple that bears your Name and will cry out to you in our distress, and you will hear us and save us. 10 But now here are men from Ammon, Moab, and Mount Seir, whose territory you would not allow Israel to invade when they came from Egypt; so they turned away from them and did not destroy them. 11 See how they are repaying us by coming to drive us out of the possession you gave us as an inheritance. 12 O our God, will you not judge them? For we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us. We do not know what to do, but our eyes are upon you. Wow, our eyes are upon you. He laid it all out. He was facing the biggest war of his life, and in it he shows us how to handle adversity. Jehoshaphat sought the Lord by fasting, and he gathered others together to fast and pray, confessed his helplessness, obeyed the Holy Spirit, put his trust in the Lord and His word, and he gave Him thanks and the honor that He deserves. I need this, and plan to continue this message in a later post. It is guidance for victory.
Virginia Tech
My thoughts and prayers go out to the students, staff, faculty, and family members of Virginia Tech. They all awoke yesterday morning expecting it to be a normal day, and then tragedy struck in a big way. It just reminds me that we are not in control of anything in this earthly realm. We sometimes take that for granted.
In times like these we especially need to go to the One who is in control. Don't waste time asking why, because we may never know. Just take it to the Lord in prayer, and He will comfort you.
In times like these we especially need to go to the One who is in control. Don't waste time asking why, because we may never know. Just take it to the Lord in prayer, and He will comfort you.
Friday, April 6, 2007
Spring Break
We have only 2 days left of spring break. Indiana has reared its' ugly weather head at us, and made it difficult for us to be outside. For the past couple of weeks we have had warmer than usual temps, but Tuesday that all changed. It feels like winter again! I had wanted to go to the zoo. Matthew has only been once, and we all haven't been since they renovated the dolphin area. Monday was really nice, but we were hanging out waiting on Brian to come home so Zach could go to the race track and practice. Brooke also had a shopping trip with Grammie that day. They were in search of a new swimsuit, but found a cute Easter outfit instead. Tuesday a big storm was headed our way, so we went to the movies and saw Meet the Robinson's. I would recommend you go see it. It is clean, and has a really good family theme. We did not see it in 3D, and that is the only thing that could make it better. Today we went back and saw Are We Done Yet. It was funny, but there were two areas that could have been left out in my oppinion. You know the ones where your kids are sitting next to you, and you're thinking please don't go any further? Yeah, that. Luckily they did not go on, and no questions were asked. But I just have to wonder why it's even in the movie. So as you can see, we haven't done anything spectacular, but we have rested and had fun together. I am already sad that Monday will bring us full swing into our regular and busy routine. It is kind of nice that spring break and Easter have coincided this year. The kids and I have talked about palm sunday, Good Friday, and Easter. This is the reason we live and breathe.
We all need to reflect on Jesus' walk into Jerusalem, His teachings, the immense beating that he endured, and the cross that He carried knowing that He would be crucified on it. He was nailed to that cross and suffered a horribly painful death for us. ALL for US! What did you do today that reflects your gratitude and love for Him? Have a blessed Easter, and celebrate the fact that Jesus died and rose again!
We all need to reflect on Jesus' walk into Jerusalem, His teachings, the immense beating that he endured, and the cross that He carried knowing that He would be crucified on it. He was nailed to that cross and suffered a horribly painful death for us. ALL for US! What did you do today that reflects your gratitude and love for Him? Have a blessed Easter, and celebrate the fact that Jesus died and rose again!
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
A gentle tug...
It's so easy to slip, and do something you know is wrong, or to let fear take hold of your heart and restrict you from something great. Sometimes it is just bitterness that is hard to let go of that makes you slip. I have been guilty of all those things, and I can usually feel a little tug around the ankles if I pay close enough attention. Ya know what I'm saying? That tug is satan. He is always trying to pull you down, and he has many tricks in his bag. But since I am such a visual person, I also can see Jesus beside me, with His arm outstretched ready to pull me up. He doesn't operate with trickery, just unconditional love. Why is that so hard for some to accept?
I have been working on a broken relationship the past few days. The relationship used to be a good one, and then something happened. If I knew specifically what it was, it would be easier to fix. This has carried over for way too long, even after I apologized for anything that I might have done, and asked for forgiveness. It has hurt me and my husband, and I want the pain to end. When I feel like I have made some progress, I feel shut out again. I need to spread the love of Christ, and not let satan rule the time we do share together. But he is there tugging, so I just reach closer to God, because He can change me and show me His favor. He can also give me the strength to keep trying, even when I might just want to cry. This is me on spring break...just talking to myself. haha
I have been working on a broken relationship the past few days. The relationship used to be a good one, and then something happened. If I knew specifically what it was, it would be easier to fix. This has carried over for way too long, even after I apologized for anything that I might have done, and asked for forgiveness. It has hurt me and my husband, and I want the pain to end. When I feel like I have made some progress, I feel shut out again. I need to spread the love of Christ, and not let satan rule the time we do share together. But he is there tugging, so I just reach closer to God, because He can change me and show me His favor. He can also give me the strength to keep trying, even when I might just want to cry. This is me on spring break...just talking to myself. haha
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Out of the mouths of babes
Have you ever known what you were supposed to do, or what you wanted to do and been too chicken to do it? It's a really sickening feeling in your gut, as you contemplate what you want to do, and how others will view your actions. Part of you is screaming, JUST DO IT, and the other is letting fear motivate actions. I was in that position tonight. What brought me out of it was my three year old son, Matthew.
My kids and I were having dinner at another home, where prayer before eating is not part of the routine. They started eating, and as I am sitting there, looking at my plate and my kids, I was weak. I was weak. In my moment of weakness, Matthew screams! I was horrified, and before I could say anything, he did it again. This time I heard what he was saying. Stop eating! We need to pray! My three year old stood up for Jesus, and held me accountable. He gave me the strength to pray for everyone, and I lived to tell about it. I have since used this as a learning lesson with my oldest kids. Though you think it may be awkward, it might be the only time some people experience prayer. It might be the only time Jesus is invited in, and the only time you introduce faith and thanksgiving into their home. So go ahead and push satan away, and bring Jesus into the house with you. He loves everyone!
Dear Lord,
Please forgive me for hiding You. You are nothing to be ashamed of, for everything I have is because of You. Thank You for my freedom to worship you, and share my love for You with others. I pray that I will always know Your will, have spiritual understanding, and walk in a manner that is pleasing in Your sight. Help me to be a witness to others, and spread Your love to everyone I come in contact with. Can You help me to be a light unto this world? And a light for my children, so that they will shine for You too? Thank You, Lord, for loving us so much that You died for us, for me. Amen
My kids and I were having dinner at another home, where prayer before eating is not part of the routine. They started eating, and as I am sitting there, looking at my plate and my kids, I was weak. I was weak. In my moment of weakness, Matthew screams! I was horrified, and before I could say anything, he did it again. This time I heard what he was saying. Stop eating! We need to pray! My three year old stood up for Jesus, and held me accountable. He gave me the strength to pray for everyone, and I lived to tell about it. I have since used this as a learning lesson with my oldest kids. Though you think it may be awkward, it might be the only time some people experience prayer. It might be the only time Jesus is invited in, and the only time you introduce faith and thanksgiving into their home. So go ahead and push satan away, and bring Jesus into the house with you. He loves everyone!
Dear Lord,
Please forgive me for hiding You. You are nothing to be ashamed of, for everything I have is because of You. Thank You for my freedom to worship you, and share my love for You with others. I pray that I will always know Your will, have spiritual understanding, and walk in a manner that is pleasing in Your sight. Help me to be a witness to others, and spread Your love to everyone I come in contact with. Can You help me to be a light unto this world? And a light for my children, so that they will shine for You too? Thank You, Lord, for loving us so much that You died for us, for me. Amen
Monday, March 26, 2007
Never Alone
Since my daughter is the inspiration for this blog, let me tell you a little bit about her. She is "almost 11," going on much older, beautiful on the inside and out. She is also very strong willed, like me, and that sometimes causes conflict. We are working on that! She loves the Lord, and has made a commitment to follow Him. At her tender age she knows so much. I am so proud of her, and am astounded at the amount of responsibility God has given us in raising our children to be followers of Him.
Brooke has danced since she was 2 years old, and about half of that time she has been on a performing team that dances in competitions. She has done very well, but last year was rough for her and her friends. There was a shake up at the studio she was in, and it caused turmoil. We made the decision to leave with some other people after much discussion, prayer and thought. The Lord has shown us many times, and in many different ways, that we have made the right decision and followed Him. The directors of the new studio are filled with faith and love for God, and they are missionaries of sort. Through them, and the dances they choreograph, and the music they choose, they are spreading the light of Jesus. It has been a blessing!
Of course I love all of her dances, and am impressed at her courage to go out on stage all by herself and do a solo. She is a little witness as she dances to "Talk about it" by Nicole C. Mullen. Her tap dance is so tough and funny, Hip Hop has been a fun challenge, Jazz production is amazingly good, and Lyrical is beautiful. Some people like lyrical, and others don't. It's not my husbands favorite, but it is mine. The movements are so fluid and perfectly choreographed to the music of "Never Alone" by BarlowGirl. They tell a wonderful story on stage, and it moves me every time. Are there tough days that you just want God to show up and let you see Him? That's kind of the story behind this song.
Never Alone-Barlow Girl
I waited for You today
but You didn't show
no no no
I needed You today
So where did You go?
You told me to call
said You'd be there
and though I haven't seen You
Are You still there?
I cried out with no reply
and I can't feel You by my side
so I'll hold tight to what I know
You're here and I'm never alone
And though I cannot see You
And I can't explain why
such a deep, deep reassurance
You've placed in my life
We cannot separate
'Cause You're part of me
and though You're invisible
I'll trust the unseen
I wish I could play this for you. I encourage you to listen to it, and feel the words. It is beautiful, especially with my baby girl dancing to it. The message will give you hope and peace. We don't need to See Him, just open your heart and feel His presence. He is always here, and we are never alone.
Brooke has danced since she was 2 years old, and about half of that time she has been on a performing team that dances in competitions. She has done very well, but last year was rough for her and her friends. There was a shake up at the studio she was in, and it caused turmoil. We made the decision to leave with some other people after much discussion, prayer and thought. The Lord has shown us many times, and in many different ways, that we have made the right decision and followed Him. The directors of the new studio are filled with faith and love for God, and they are missionaries of sort. Through them, and the dances they choreograph, and the music they choose, they are spreading the light of Jesus. It has been a blessing!
Of course I love all of her dances, and am impressed at her courage to go out on stage all by herself and do a solo. She is a little witness as she dances to "Talk about it" by Nicole C. Mullen. Her tap dance is so tough and funny, Hip Hop has been a fun challenge, Jazz production is amazingly good, and Lyrical is beautiful. Some people like lyrical, and others don't. It's not my husbands favorite, but it is mine. The movements are so fluid and perfectly choreographed to the music of "Never Alone" by BarlowGirl. They tell a wonderful story on stage, and it moves me every time. Are there tough days that you just want God to show up and let you see Him? That's kind of the story behind this song.
Never Alone-Barlow Girl
I waited for You today
but You didn't show
no no no
I needed You today
So where did You go?
You told me to call
said You'd be there
and though I haven't seen You
Are You still there?
I cried out with no reply
and I can't feel You by my side
so I'll hold tight to what I know
You're here and I'm never alone
And though I cannot see You
And I can't explain why
such a deep, deep reassurance
You've placed in my life
We cannot separate
'Cause You're part of me
and though You're invisible
I'll trust the unseen
I wish I could play this for you. I encourage you to listen to it, and feel the words. It is beautiful, especially with my baby girl dancing to it. The message will give you hope and peace. We don't need to See Him, just open your heart and feel His presence. He is always here, and we are never alone.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Forgiveness
My dad and I had a great conversation this morning. We talked a little about forgiveness, and the peace you are left with when you partake in the act of giving it all to God, and not carrying the junk around with you. He asked me why did I think it took him so long to finally come to terms with that. Was the Lord hanging back wondering the same question? I said maybe God taught him a lesson, so that now he understands what it's like to carry the burden and finally unload it, and he can better minister to people about forgiveness. With me it has to be a daily prayer. I need to ask God to use me and work through me to reconcile the feelings I have toward others, and to heal the hurts caused by them. I need to remind myself that just because I am forgiving them, that is not giving them any power, or saying that what they did was right or OK. I have to trust that God will deal with them on my behalf. I don't need to worry about it. But I do have to have this same conversation with Him daily, or I notice resentment coming to the surface. And that is UGLY!
Forgiveness is a two way street. I have tried over the past month to put my issues aside and ask forgiveness. If I have had a tiring day with my 3 year old, and have to run back and forth with my other children's activities, it has been really easy for me to take it out on my husband. It is sometimes too easy to be crabby to Brian, and put up a front for others that everything is fine. Is that because I know he loves me? Is that because he is the only adult here that I can speak to? Is it because I want him to share his feelings and frustrations with me? Maybe, but that doesn't make it right. He has been away all day with his own struggles, and shouldn't get the worst of me when he comes home. I am realizing this, and trying not to be selfish, like the only child that I am! Brian should get the best of me when he comes home, and that will set the tone for the evening. I am working on that, and have to let you know how quickly I progress. If I can give it to God before Brian comes home, things will be great. And when I don't manage to do that, I need to apologize to my husband for my behavior, and ask for forgiveness. This reminds me of the song we sing at church called "I'm Forgiven."
"I'm forgiven, because You were forsaken,
I'm accepted, You were condemned.
I'm alive and well, Your Spirit is within me
because You died and rose again!"
What an amazing gift we have been given! I hope that if there is something you have been carrying around, you will unload it today, and feel the awesome love and peace that is waiting for you with Jesus.
Forgiveness is a two way street. I have tried over the past month to put my issues aside and ask forgiveness. If I have had a tiring day with my 3 year old, and have to run back and forth with my other children's activities, it has been really easy for me to take it out on my husband. It is sometimes too easy to be crabby to Brian, and put up a front for others that everything is fine. Is that because I know he loves me? Is that because he is the only adult here that I can speak to? Is it because I want him to share his feelings and frustrations with me? Maybe, but that doesn't make it right. He has been away all day with his own struggles, and shouldn't get the worst of me when he comes home. I am realizing this, and trying not to be selfish, like the only child that I am! Brian should get the best of me when he comes home, and that will set the tone for the evening. I am working on that, and have to let you know how quickly I progress. If I can give it to God before Brian comes home, things will be great. And when I don't manage to do that, I need to apologize to my husband for my behavior, and ask for forgiveness. This reminds me of the song we sing at church called "I'm Forgiven."
"I'm forgiven, because You were forsaken,
I'm accepted, You were condemned.
I'm alive and well, Your Spirit is within me
because You died and rose again!"
What an amazing gift we have been given! I hope that if there is something you have been carrying around, you will unload it today, and feel the awesome love and peace that is waiting for you with Jesus.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Ask
I have been doing a lot of studying lately. Studying the bible and scriptures, christian articles, journals, and such. I have also been more prayer focused. I used to say it was hard for me to be quiet and listen for God to speak to me, but have discovered that I don't really need quiet at all. I just need to fill my heart with more of Him, and He talks to me all day. See, if my focus is on Him, He will quiet my heart and speak to me when necessary. Sometimes He gives me clarity of thought, or sends a scripture in my head. Have you ever had a moment that you sensed you had lived it before, or a coincidence that was in your face bold. Christian author Beth Moore calls those God Stop moments. Even the simple act of recognizing that He is in it, is giving Him praise that He deserves.
I really got off on a tangent there. The message of this post was supposed to be about prayer. Do you ever find yourself rambling on and on, with "Lord, I just ask that you would?" Well, Jesus said in Matthew 7:7-"Ask and it will be given to you." I read an interesting article about asking God with a question mark. When we ask with a question mark, we expect to receive an answer. Let me give an example. If I have a friend that I would like to go to lunch with, I could ask her in one of two ways. Can you meet me for lunch tomorrow, or I just ask that you would meet me for lunch. I know that with the first, I will receive an answer. Granted, it may not be the answer that I am looking for, but an answer will be given. The second option is weak and open ended. When we ask with a question, we are submitting, turning it over. Isn't that what God asks us to do?
I really got off on a tangent there. The message of this post was supposed to be about prayer. Do you ever find yourself rambling on and on, with "Lord, I just ask that you would?" Well, Jesus said in Matthew 7:7-"Ask and it will be given to you." I read an interesting article about asking God with a question mark. When we ask with a question mark, we expect to receive an answer. Let me give an example. If I have a friend that I would like to go to lunch with, I could ask her in one of two ways. Can you meet me for lunch tomorrow, or I just ask that you would meet me for lunch. I know that with the first, I will receive an answer. Granted, it may not be the answer that I am looking for, but an answer will be given. The second option is weak and open ended. When we ask with a question, we are submitting, turning it over. Isn't that what God asks us to do?
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Welcome
I want to welcome you to this blog. I have been inspired lately by some people that I don't even know, and felt compelled to share that with you. My family and I have also been lifted up in prayer by friends and family, and some people that we don't know very well. It amazes me, that in your darkest hour, all you have to do is cry out, and people are glad to pray for you. I have found that it isn't easy for some people to let go, and ask for help. Not me, not anymore. I have felt the peace wash over me, and seen prayers answered in part already. What an awesome feeling! I explained it to my husband like this. Jesus is always with us, and He's begging us to give Him our troubles and worries. Some refuse to listen to Him. I, on the other hand, feel like I dump a wheel barrow at His feet! What a relief that I don't have to do it all alone. Jesus said that we will overcome if we patiently endure. He never promised that it would be easy. In fact, it is sometimes easier to follow satan than it is the Lord. That's where I stand up and say I want to do what is pleasing in His sight only. I know that we will overcome this, and come out better and stronger because of this struggle. I have that faith.
I also believe that God has led me to create this blog. I have been a "lurker" to a couple of really good blogs, and they have enriched my life so much. When I was struggling with what to name it, I prayed for help. I then opened my bible and it fell open to Proverbs. Guidance for victory jumped out at me from chapter 24, verses 5 & 6. Let me read it to you. "A wise man has great power, and a man of knowledge increases strength; for waging war you need guidance, and for victory many advisers." I feel like I am waging war against satan right now. How do I gain wisdom and knowledge? By studying God's Word, He gives me guidance. I read it and etch it into my mind. Verses come to me throughout the day, in time of need or not. That is God speaking to me! My advisers are many. My dad is the best, and my mom when she can get a word in! I also have a great group of friends who have the same beliefs, and we have started a small bible study. These things are essential.
I think we are all waging war with something. God has given us the directions. If we choose to follow Him, we will have victory.
I want to use this avenue and share thoughts, feelings, joy, prayers, sadness, and most of all Victories through Jesus Christ with you. I look forward to hearing from you as we start this journey together. I will be adding some links to a few of my favorite blogs, and hope you will be touched and inspired as well.
I also believe that God has led me to create this blog. I have been a "lurker" to a couple of really good blogs, and they have enriched my life so much. When I was struggling with what to name it, I prayed for help. I then opened my bible and it fell open to Proverbs. Guidance for victory jumped out at me from chapter 24, verses 5 & 6. Let me read it to you. "A wise man has great power, and a man of knowledge increases strength; for waging war you need guidance, and for victory many advisers." I feel like I am waging war against satan right now. How do I gain wisdom and knowledge? By studying God's Word, He gives me guidance. I read it and etch it into my mind. Verses come to me throughout the day, in time of need or not. That is God speaking to me! My advisers are many. My dad is the best, and my mom when she can get a word in! I also have a great group of friends who have the same beliefs, and we have started a small bible study. These things are essential.
I think we are all waging war with something. God has given us the directions. If we choose to follow Him, we will have victory.
I want to use this avenue and share thoughts, feelings, joy, prayers, sadness, and most of all Victories through Jesus Christ with you. I look forward to hearing from you as we start this journey together. I will be adding some links to a few of my favorite blogs, and hope you will be touched and inspired as well.
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