A time to reflect, a time to rejoice and a time to be thankful.
On facebook everyone is posting these thankful posts. Each day they are thankful for another thing. Don't get me wrong. I love reading how everyone is so thankful for things. I am especially thankful this year as we have been though a few ups and downs since last Thanksgiving, but through it all God has seen to bless us more abundantly.
I want others to know jut how thankful I am but I did not want to jump on the bandwagon with everyone else. Why is that people become thankful at Thanksgiving? Why not in April or in August? Why are people religious in December but not in March? Why do people love the outdoors in the fall but complain about it immensely in January?
I find people fascinating and perplexing all at the same time. Take my own guys, Mike (my hubby) my sons Adam (17 yrs) & Daniel (15 yrs). They confuse me all the time. They are fickle with their thoughts and their desires. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining, just observing, I'm sure they could say a lot worse about me! lol They each are so much alike yet so different. Why is that? They all like air-soft, bad B movies, MythBusters and Sons of Guns.
Yet, Adam likes to hibernate in his room for hours. He plays bionicles, works on his air-soft guns, or just sits in the dark, all while listening to praise music on the radio. Daniel can play PlayStation, watch videos on YouTube, or play games with his dad for hours. Mike goes from one thing to to the next. He always has a project brewing or being worked on. He can't sit still for long stretches and gets bored easily with tv and the computer... They all are so much alike but each has their own personality.
I know I'm babbling and I'm sorry. I am thankful for each of my guys. In their own way each of them bless me more then I could have ever imagined. Adam is helpful and attentive to my physical needs, Daniel is helpful and there when I need someone to talk to, Mike is attentive to my emotional needs and is always there to help me solve a situation that I find perplexing.
After 18 years of marriage and years of raising these two boys, I have learned one thing very well. I, in no way shape or form, deserve such a wonderful family.I do not deserve, by any stretch of the imagination, the love God has bestowed upon me and my family. I have done nothing that could come close to deserving it. I am irritable, moody, ungrateful to the help and love my family gives me, selfish more then I care to admit and lain bossy...
I am a sinner though. I admit that. In every microscopic spec of my being I am full of sin. BUT GOD... Now that little two word phrase is awe inspiring to me...
Over this past summer our family went to the Rochester Youth Conference at NorthGate Bible Chapel in Greece, NY. A long time friend of ours was doing the main teaching of this youth conference. His focus was But God. In all His Glory and all His Holiness He loves us. He loves us despite ourselves. Despite what we do, what we get ourselves into and how we keep digging ourselves in deeper and deeper pits of sin... But God... when all else fails and all else seems to have failed us God is still there. IF I have learned anything this past year it is that no matter how horrible life gets, no matter how horrible I have gotten,no matter how bleak life looks God is always there. ALWAYS... A L W A Y S... not sometimes, not occasionally, not most of the time... Always...
Despite ourselves God loves...
Despite the cruelness in the world God loves...
Despite our lack of love for Him God loves...
Despite our failures God loves...
God doesn't love some. He doesn't love those who love Him. He doesn't love just the people who are faithful to Him. He loves ALL... for that I am thankful. Are you?
If you are interested in listening to the Rochester Youth Conference teachings (a 5 part series) here is the link to get them. If you clock on the photo it will launch a window with the links for the teachings.
http://www.northgatebiblechapel.com/#/messages/special-messages
God's goal for you in life.
Life goes on, move with it
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Friday, October 26, 2012
procrastination and cliches...
Life...
Life is what you make of it they say. The thing is who are they? Have you ever wondered that? I know I have. So many sayings in life are cliches but do we really know where they come from? I wonder sometimes but when I finally get to the computer to look them up three things happen. One, I either have lost interest and no don't care, two - I have other things on my mind and don't remember to look them up or three I'm just to tired to do so. Instead I usually do email, facebook or sort through my thousands of pictures stored on my computer.
Have you ever found yourself saying "Hey I gotta look that up." only to find yourself forgetting to do so? I have done that more times then I can count. That's another thing. Why would I phrase it that way? I'm sure I can count pretty high and I know I haven't probably not done it more times then I can actually count, but there it is, I said just that. I find it funny how we use words so carelessly without thought.
I started out this blog tonight with nothing on my mind but a desire to write. I have been so busy lately that writing has taken a huge step to the back, along with a lot of other things - like painting. Yup, you heard (or read) me right, painting... No not artistic painting with an easel and canvases but rather walls and paint rollers. Yup, I'm supposed to be painting my apartment. It's not that big but when I have no help it seems like a mansion. I have two bedrooms, one bath, a living room, a small dining room and a galley kitchen. It should not take that long for me to paint. I can tell you it's taking me so long because I am a procrastinator. I know that part of me is hoping that my husband will offer to help me but I know he won't. the kids, well, they are lazy. they will help me paint if I tell them they have to and I prepare all the stuff for them. They are ok at the actually painting but not great. I have had a few others help but again, not great. I end up not wanting to paint at all. I need to get it done though so I must persevere and stop procrastinating.
Another thing I have procrastinated with is my weight loss goals. Right now I am 160. I am only 5'1" so 160 is overweight. I don't like it. I guess it doesn't bother me as much as it should because I'm not doing much about it. I try for a bit and usually loose a little bit of weight. Then I seem to fall back into my old habits again. It's much easier to do the same thing that I did before even though I know it's not healthy for me to do so. I get determined for a few weeks then I loose interests, or I forget, or I just decide I don't care anymore.I don't want it that way though. I need to lose weight and I'm determined that more matter how many times I "fall off the wagon" I will get right back on and continue this journey. The frustrating part for me is I keep falling off the wagon. I have lost some weight before only to gain it right back because I do not stick with it long enough. I lost almost 18lbs a short time ago. I gained back 13 lbs of it though. I know what I have to do. I need to make myself stay "on the wagon" this time.
I'm sure there are many other things in my life that I am not very structured at getting done and that I procrastinate at. That is never my intent but it is a sinful way of living. How can that be sinful??? God has asked me to be all the best I can be and do all I can do for the Glory of the Lord.
Colossians 3:23-24
And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men; knowing that of the Lord ye shall receive the reward of the inheritance: for ye serve the Lord Christ.
If I procrastinate in following through with what I say I will do (painting) then I am not reliable in my word. My word holds no meaning then. That is not Godly. It is not being faithful to what I say I would do. My yes is not longer a yes. If I do not treat my body as the temple of God that the Scriptures say it is then I am not only disrespecting myself and my physical form I am also disrespecting God the Father and the Holy Spirit that dwells in me.
So as I close this blog for today I vow to keep to my word and treat God with due respect for only He has earned it. Painting will be done and I will continue to lose weight. My word has to have meaning for if it doesn't then how can anyone trust my witness for Christ? I leave you no doubt that my word has meaning and is reliable. :o)
Life is what you make of it they say. The thing is who are they? Have you ever wondered that? I know I have. So many sayings in life are cliches but do we really know where they come from? I wonder sometimes but when I finally get to the computer to look them up three things happen. One, I either have lost interest and no don't care, two - I have other things on my mind and don't remember to look them up or three I'm just to tired to do so. Instead I usually do email, facebook or sort through my thousands of pictures stored on my computer.
Have you ever found yourself saying "Hey I gotta look that up." only to find yourself forgetting to do so? I have done that more times then I can count. That's another thing. Why would I phrase it that way? I'm sure I can count pretty high and I know I haven't probably not done it more times then I can actually count, but there it is, I said just that. I find it funny how we use words so carelessly without thought.
I started out this blog tonight with nothing on my mind but a desire to write. I have been so busy lately that writing has taken a huge step to the back, along with a lot of other things - like painting. Yup, you heard (or read) me right, painting... No not artistic painting with an easel and canvases but rather walls and paint rollers. Yup, I'm supposed to be painting my apartment. It's not that big but when I have no help it seems like a mansion. I have two bedrooms, one bath, a living room, a small dining room and a galley kitchen. It should not take that long for me to paint. I can tell you it's taking me so long because I am a procrastinator. I know that part of me is hoping that my husband will offer to help me but I know he won't. the kids, well, they are lazy. they will help me paint if I tell them they have to and I prepare all the stuff for them. They are ok at the actually painting but not great. I have had a few others help but again, not great. I end up not wanting to paint at all. I need to get it done though so I must persevere and stop procrastinating.
Another thing I have procrastinated with is my weight loss goals. Right now I am 160. I am only 5'1" so 160 is overweight. I don't like it. I guess it doesn't bother me as much as it should because I'm not doing much about it. I try for a bit and usually loose a little bit of weight. Then I seem to fall back into my old habits again. It's much easier to do the same thing that I did before even though I know it's not healthy for me to do so. I get determined for a few weeks then I loose interests, or I forget, or I just decide I don't care anymore.I don't want it that way though. I need to lose weight and I'm determined that more matter how many times I "fall off the wagon" I will get right back on and continue this journey. The frustrating part for me is I keep falling off the wagon. I have lost some weight before only to gain it right back because I do not stick with it long enough. I lost almost 18lbs a short time ago. I gained back 13 lbs of it though. I know what I have to do. I need to make myself stay "on the wagon" this time.
I'm sure there are many other things in my life that I am not very structured at getting done and that I procrastinate at. That is never my intent but it is a sinful way of living. How can that be sinful??? God has asked me to be all the best I can be and do all I can do for the Glory of the Lord.
Colossians 3:23-24
And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men; knowing that of the Lord ye shall receive the reward of the inheritance: for ye serve the Lord Christ.
If I procrastinate in following through with what I say I will do (painting) then I am not reliable in my word. My word holds no meaning then. That is not Godly. It is not being faithful to what I say I would do. My yes is not longer a yes. If I do not treat my body as the temple of God that the Scriptures say it is then I am not only disrespecting myself and my physical form I am also disrespecting God the Father and the Holy Spirit that dwells in me.
So as I close this blog for today I vow to keep to my word and treat God with due respect for only He has earned it. Painting will be done and I will continue to lose weight. My word has to have meaning for if it doesn't then how can anyone trust my witness for Christ? I leave you no doubt that my word has meaning and is reliable. :o)
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Looking for help and toning it down.
Today is 9-11-12. Eleven years ago on 9-11-01 the world came to a halt... Everyone was glued to their tv or radio or phone. Everyone wanted to know what was going on and what was going to happen. Everyone was in shock.
Eleven years ago the world stopped... planes were banned from the skies... people were fearful of going outside. Eleven years ago the towers came down... planes shattered the fabric of our nations... people fled to God.
That was eleven years ago. Now people are running from God. They are running into a nightmare. On 9-11-12 things are drastically different then they used to be. When my parents were kids people were different. I never thought I would see such a change in people in my short life. Eleven years does make a difference. I have seen people turn towards the government for help when the government truly hasn't been able to fix anything in the past...
All these people looking for guidance from their government - where their really is none that is wholesome and true. It is a falsehood that people have been led into believing that the government has our best interests at heart and that it can help make things better... It confuses me... makes me sad... breaks my heart and crushes my soul...
Eleven years ago people did say why did God let this happen? No one was willing to see that through all our ignorance and our refusal to follow God bad things happen...
March 20, 2003 the US waged war on Iraq. We were searching for weapons of mass destruction but found none at the time. Saddam Hussein was eventually executed. People asked how could God all allow this man into power?
Decemeber 26, 2004 an 9.0 Earthquake and Tsunami slammed into the coastline of 11 countries, devastating the area. The world stopped to help those hit the worst.
August 23, 2005 - Hurricane Katrina devastated the US... People asked how God could allow this to happen to our great nation. People didn't like the answer many Christians gave. God is trying to wake up this country.
People wanted change so in 2008 Obama was elected President of the United States. Well, Americans, we received change and plenty of it.We have handed over to the government our freedoms in order to "allow" it to "protect" us.
We have no right to ask any of those questions. We have taken God out of the equation. We have removed Him from our homes, our schools, our government. We have even removed Him from ourselves... What right do we have to ask why?
Think of it this way. My best friend is Jennifer. I have know her for more then 16 years. We have been best friends almost from the start. We talk often, we have seen (and helped) each other raise each our kids. We have camped, partied, laughed and cried with each other. We are very close... If one day I decided I didn't need Jennifer around as much so I just stopped sharing my life with her as often. Over the next year we would get further apart and then one day probably stop talking regularly. She might call me and ask how have you been? Want to hang out again? I would say no thank you, I'm busy... If she asked another time, and then another time I might tell her that we've grown apart. We have different values and perspectives now. I don't need her as my friend anymore... We would stop talking to each other. If she tried to influence my life I might get annoyed and tell her not to..
Would I have a right to call Jen up one day after my son got hurt and blame her for it??? Would I have a right to tell Jen she is the reason my husband lost his job? Could I yell at her when my kids no longer know who she is? If an earthquake destroyed my home? If it rained?
NO!! NO!! NO!! I would have no such right!
BUT we have done just that to God.
We have removed God from our schools; kids can no longer gather for prayer meetings on public school grounds, Judges cannot have the Ten Commandments hanging in their courtrooms, one cannot pray before a commencement address. We have told our kids they are descendants of apes, that we are all from the primordial ooze. We tell our kids it's ok if you don't succeed - it's just great that you you played the game or that you tried or that you thought of it. We tell our kids we won't flunk them if they do not pass the subject. They tried and that is what is important. We don't want them to feel bad about themselves...
We do not hold our kids to a higher standard. We do not hold them accountable for their actions. We talk to them when they do wrong or we say it's just a phase. We do not punish let alone spank our children because it might hinder their creative spirits.
We remove God from all that we do, all that we say and all that we teach our children. Then we ask God why??? Why are all these bad things happening? I just do not understand where people think they have the right to ask why.
One day we will be judged. One day we will find out just how wrong we have been.
God allowed all that has happened to get us to search for Him again. He allowed us to come to harm so we will ask for healing, to seek His Wisdom, to search for understanding. But we still do not. We just shout and cry and get angry...
It saddens me deeply. It makes me cry. It makes me angry at people for telling me to tone down my beliefs. I have seen what toning down our beliefs has done to our country, to my fellow American, to my fellow Christian. Why then, would I want to tone it down?
I ask that you respect my beliefs and my right (and freedom) to share those same beliefs. I'm not telling you to agree. I'm not mad at you for choosing not to agree. I'm not telling you that you cannot share you own beliefs. I respect your right to do so. Please respect mine.
Eleven years ago the world stopped... planes were banned from the skies... people were fearful of going outside. Eleven years ago the towers came down... planes shattered the fabric of our nations... people fled to God.
That was eleven years ago. Now people are running from God. They are running into a nightmare. On 9-11-12 things are drastically different then they used to be. When my parents were kids people were different. I never thought I would see such a change in people in my short life. Eleven years does make a difference. I have seen people turn towards the government for help when the government truly hasn't been able to fix anything in the past...
All these people looking for guidance from their government - where their really is none that is wholesome and true. It is a falsehood that people have been led into believing that the government has our best interests at heart and that it can help make things better... It confuses me... makes me sad... breaks my heart and crushes my soul...
Eleven years ago people did say why did God let this happen? No one was willing to see that through all our ignorance and our refusal to follow God bad things happen...
March 20, 2003 the US waged war on Iraq. We were searching for weapons of mass destruction but found none at the time. Saddam Hussein was eventually executed. People asked how could God all allow this man into power?
Decemeber 26, 2004 an 9.0 Earthquake and Tsunami slammed into the coastline of 11 countries, devastating the area. The world stopped to help those hit the worst.
August 23, 2005 - Hurricane Katrina devastated the US... People asked how God could allow this to happen to our great nation. People didn't like the answer many Christians gave. God is trying to wake up this country.
People wanted change so in 2008 Obama was elected President of the United States. Well, Americans, we received change and plenty of it.We have handed over to the government our freedoms in order to "allow" it to "protect" us.
- Today the U.S. Debt = $15.5 trillion
- The U.S. debt is up 54% under President Obama in just over three years
- Unemployment has gone up
- Christian values have gone out the window
We have no right to ask any of those questions. We have taken God out of the equation. We have removed Him from our homes, our schools, our government. We have even removed Him from ourselves... What right do we have to ask why?
Think of it this way. My best friend is Jennifer. I have know her for more then 16 years. We have been best friends almost from the start. We talk often, we have seen (and helped) each other raise each our kids. We have camped, partied, laughed and cried with each other. We are very close... If one day I decided I didn't need Jennifer around as much so I just stopped sharing my life with her as often. Over the next year we would get further apart and then one day probably stop talking regularly. She might call me and ask how have you been? Want to hang out again? I would say no thank you, I'm busy... If she asked another time, and then another time I might tell her that we've grown apart. We have different values and perspectives now. I don't need her as my friend anymore... We would stop talking to each other. If she tried to influence my life I might get annoyed and tell her not to..
Would I have a right to call Jen up one day after my son got hurt and blame her for it??? Would I have a right to tell Jen she is the reason my husband lost his job? Could I yell at her when my kids no longer know who she is? If an earthquake destroyed my home? If it rained?
NO!! NO!! NO!! I would have no such right!
BUT we have done just that to God.
We have removed God from our schools; kids can no longer gather for prayer meetings on public school grounds, Judges cannot have the Ten Commandments hanging in their courtrooms, one cannot pray before a commencement address. We have told our kids they are descendants of apes, that we are all from the primordial ooze. We tell our kids it's ok if you don't succeed - it's just great that you you played the game or that you tried or that you thought of it. We tell our kids we won't flunk them if they do not pass the subject. They tried and that is what is important. We don't want them to feel bad about themselves...
We do not hold our kids to a higher standard. We do not hold them accountable for their actions. We talk to them when they do wrong or we say it's just a phase. We do not punish let alone spank our children because it might hinder their creative spirits.
We remove God from all that we do, all that we say and all that we teach our children. Then we ask God why??? Why are all these bad things happening? I just do not understand where people think they have the right to ask why.
One day we will be judged. One day we will find out just how wrong we have been.
God allowed all that has happened to get us to search for Him again. He allowed us to come to harm so we will ask for healing, to seek His Wisdom, to search for understanding. But we still do not. We just shout and cry and get angry...
It saddens me deeply. It makes me cry. It makes me angry at people for telling me to tone down my beliefs. I have seen what toning down our beliefs has done to our country, to my fellow American, to my fellow Christian. Why then, would I want to tone it down?
I ask that you respect my beliefs and my right (and freedom) to share those same beliefs. I'm not telling you to agree. I'm not mad at you for choosing not to agree. I'm not telling you that you cannot share you own beliefs. I respect your right to do so. Please respect mine.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
My thoughts on life & marraige
Ok, so this is the first time I have been on blogger for quite some time. I have been quite busy and not up to blogging. But anyhow, I'm here now, so all is good! I open up my blog tonight and find that it has changed. I can't say I like it either! I actually hate the way it looks. Maybe I have to fiddle with it and change some settings but I think it is a horrible change. It certainly seems way to bland!
Ok, so I have thought about blogging about a few things but couldn't find the right words to say so I have kept quite. I have decided to sun up my thoughts tonight. Here they are in no particular order.
1) Cherish those around you. Both my parents have passed on recently. My mom in Jan and my dad in March. They were my "foster parents", but really they were my parents. They raised me for 14 years in their home. They treated me and loved me just as if I was their own. I miss them. I miss them a lot. I wish I had a closer relationship with them before they passed. It was not a bad relationship, just one from a distance. I regret that but I can't go back and change it. I chose not to lie in the past but to move forward. Both my parents were saved so I know I will see them one day again. I look forward to that moment.
2) Cherish your marriage. Mike , my husband of 18 years, and I have been having a bit of marriage trouble. Oh, it's not that bad. Saying it out loud makes it sound so much worse. But then again, any trouble in a marriage is marriage trouble. None of it is welcome nor wanted.
Over 18 years of marriage we only argue about two things really. Both can be my fault at times. Sometimes they are his fault. It always takes two to tango and two to argue as my mom used to say. It is never one person's fault. So anyhow, How I have added to the arguments is by being insecure. I have always had that issue to deal with. Every woman wants her husband to fight for her. She wants him to be the knight in shining armor. She wants him to show his love for her through violence if it comes to that. She wants to know that no matter what he will fight for her protection. Well, my Mike, he's not like that. He hates conflict. He hates arguments. He wants everything and everyone to be at peace. He is a genuine peacemaker. (Well, that is where his fault comes in but I'm not discussing that.)
I am not a peace maker. I tend to argue when I should be shutting my mouth. Frankly, (one of my flaws) is that I don't care if you are happy. If you are wrong you are wrong. That is it. If you are preventing me from expressing myself then you are wrong. Mike, being a peacemaker feels this is an attack on him at times. Maybe it is. I don't mean it to be however.
As a woman and as a wife I can attest to the fact that woman feel (in my experience) they have a right to share everything on their mind. Fellow woman out there, that is so not a right. It is not a privilege. It is something we take upon ourselves to do and to hurt others in the process. Scripture states the tongue is a horrible thing to get under control.
But the tongue can no man tame; [it is] an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. Therewith bless we God, even the Father; and therewith curse we men, which are made after the similitude of God. Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be. James 3:8-10
Mike and I are starting marriage counseling.One thing that has lead to this is the tongue. My tongue and his. My tongue takes it time to spew out things it ought not to say. His tongue usually keeps quiet and doesn't say much. Jame reminds me daily to mind my tongue and keep my thoughts pure.
3) Another thing that has been taking a lot of my attention has been my computers. I have two, a desktop and a laptop. Both have 80 G hard drives. I also have a TB electronic book. The ebook is almost full!!!!! My desktop was almost full also!!! Now, I don't know how many of you understand how much junk that is on a computer. It is a LOT of stuff!!!! (We have a lot of television shows and movies on our computer so that is taking up a lot of space on the book.) I am trying to reduce the stuff on the computers but that takes time. I am going through it all, over time, slowly. It is a slow process. Not one I am liking but it is nice to see my free space getting larger. :o)
I guess that is it for now. I wish to talk about other things but I have tasks to accomplish still before bed. Sleep well everyone and remember that when God shows you to keep quiet, it's always best to do so. :o)
Ok, so I have thought about blogging about a few things but couldn't find the right words to say so I have kept quite. I have decided to sun up my thoughts tonight. Here they are in no particular order.
1) Cherish those around you. Both my parents have passed on recently. My mom in Jan and my dad in March. They were my "foster parents", but really they were my parents. They raised me for 14 years in their home. They treated me and loved me just as if I was their own. I miss them. I miss them a lot. I wish I had a closer relationship with them before they passed. It was not a bad relationship, just one from a distance. I regret that but I can't go back and change it. I chose not to lie in the past but to move forward. Both my parents were saved so I know I will see them one day again. I look forward to that moment.
2) Cherish your marriage. Mike , my husband of 18 years, and I have been having a bit of marriage trouble. Oh, it's not that bad. Saying it out loud makes it sound so much worse. But then again, any trouble in a marriage is marriage trouble. None of it is welcome nor wanted.
Over 18 years of marriage we only argue about two things really. Both can be my fault at times. Sometimes they are his fault. It always takes two to tango and two to argue as my mom used to say. It is never one person's fault. So anyhow, How I have added to the arguments is by being insecure. I have always had that issue to deal with. Every woman wants her husband to fight for her. She wants him to be the knight in shining armor. She wants him to show his love for her through violence if it comes to that. She wants to know that no matter what he will fight for her protection. Well, my Mike, he's not like that. He hates conflict. He hates arguments. He wants everything and everyone to be at peace. He is a genuine peacemaker. (Well, that is where his fault comes in but I'm not discussing that.)
I am not a peace maker. I tend to argue when I should be shutting my mouth. Frankly, (one of my flaws) is that I don't care if you are happy. If you are wrong you are wrong. That is it. If you are preventing me from expressing myself then you are wrong. Mike, being a peacemaker feels this is an attack on him at times. Maybe it is. I don't mean it to be however.
As a woman and as a wife I can attest to the fact that woman feel (in my experience) they have a right to share everything on their mind. Fellow woman out there, that is so not a right. It is not a privilege. It is something we take upon ourselves to do and to hurt others in the process. Scripture states the tongue is a horrible thing to get under control.
But the tongue can no man tame; [it is] an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. Therewith bless we God, even the Father; and therewith curse we men, which are made after the similitude of God. Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be. James 3:8-10
Mike and I are starting marriage counseling.One thing that has lead to this is the tongue. My tongue and his. My tongue takes it time to spew out things it ought not to say. His tongue usually keeps quiet and doesn't say much. Jame reminds me daily to mind my tongue and keep my thoughts pure.
3) Another thing that has been taking a lot of my attention has been my computers. I have two, a desktop and a laptop. Both have 80 G hard drives. I also have a TB electronic book. The ebook is almost full!!!!! My desktop was almost full also!!! Now, I don't know how many of you understand how much junk that is on a computer. It is a LOT of stuff!!!! (We have a lot of television shows and movies on our computer so that is taking up a lot of space on the book.) I am trying to reduce the stuff on the computers but that takes time. I am going through it all, over time, slowly. It is a slow process. Not one I am liking but it is nice to see my free space getting larger. :o)
I guess that is it for now. I wish to talk about other things but I have tasks to accomplish still before bed. Sleep well everyone and remember that when God shows you to keep quiet, it's always best to do so. :o)
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Mom and Dad - Happy Easter
I have been waiting to write this for the last few weeks. I have wanted to write but I don't want to use this blog for me. I want to use it for God. I felt that it wasn't the right time until now.
Well, Easter is right around the corner. Today is the day (symbolically) all those years ago that our Saviour was crucified and buried. The world was dark for 3 hours. The Earth shook. Thunder clapped as God's heart broke.Our Saviour gave up his life so that we may forever have life with Him.
My foster parents just passed away, mom on Jan 28th and dad on March 28th, both this year. It's been a rough year. Through it all God ha given me such a peace. God has helped me come to grips with a bunch of things that have been troubling me. I have to say that God is pretty awesome.
I miss my real parents, who have also passed, in 1983 (Dad) & 2000 (Mom). I miss my foster parents. I was blessed by two sets of parents despite the circumstances that made that happen. I miss them deeply. My heart breaks that I will not see them again on this Earth.
Tonight I was listening to Toby Mac sing his song, Made to Love. It really struck a chord with me tonight, in a good way. It humbled me. It enveloped me in the arms of Christ. He made us to love Him. WOW!
My parents, both sets, loved me very much. I loved them very much. I still do. I miss them so much right now. But they could never love me as much as Christ. Not in a million years. Not with every fiber and atom of their bodies. The love humans have doesn't hold anything to what God loves us with. The love from God is beyond our comprehension.
God sent his only son, part of Himself, to Earth so that there would again, be a way to have perfect union between us and Him. Jesus, the Holy Spirit and God are three in One. Three individuals with 3 separate jobs and characteristics but at the same time one entity. Jesus is, was, and will always be a part of God the Father. Yet, he was separated so that we could have fellowship with Him once again.
Growing up in a foster home my feelings regarding what family really was were warped. My feelings towards my real parents were not those of adoration and true familial love. My feelings towards my foster family were always held back with reservations, not knowing if I was genuinely accepted as part of the family. But when I realized that I could really meet God and that He was MY Saviour, not just everyone's but truly mine, I finally knew what love was. Love from God is something I can never understand nor will ever comprehend BUT it is something I can accept. It is truly, wholly, genuine, without reservations and with out hesitations.
Jesus, 100% God, gave up His throne in Heaven so that He may become 100% man. He did that so that we may know He truly loves us with all that He is. While on Earth He gave up His Godly powers and knowledge. He really did become fully man. (I still do not understand that fully.) He then suffered ridicule, humiliation, mockery, beatings, being spit upon, having things throw at him. He suffered, willingly suffered, being scourged, whipped beyond recognition. His skin was probably hanging off his body. His eyes were blinded by the dripping blood. His joints were in agony, struggling to work. His muscles beneath his skin torn to bits from the whip that was used to flag him, burning with such an intense fire, then he was made to walk. He was made to carry the beam that would end his life here on Earth. Nothing could end his life in Heaven though. This He knew.
As he was readied to be crucified he was draped with a robe and mocked for being King. He was given a crown of thorns, probably pressed hard on his head, already bleeding profusely, by the very men who were killing him. They called him King while laughing and joking about him saving himself. He was brutally murdered but he accepted it so that we could have a place with him for eternity.
That is love. True Love. That is way more then the love a parent has for a child. That is agape love. We are God's children. He created us so that we may love Him. You expect your child to love you. I do. But that is not always the case. I'm proof. Oh, I loved my real parents, but it was more of a love for people in general and not a love for a parent type of love. Not all children love their parents. Even if the child does love their parent there is always times when anger sets in or resentment, or jealousy, or willful disrespect. That interrupts the flow of true love. Familial love is not without interruption.
With God, none of that is involved. He never breaks that flow of agape love no matter what we do.
I am forever thankful for that!
When I was little I asked my foster mom why she loved purple so much. She told me this.
"I am a princess, don't you know? I am a daughter of the most High King. That makes me a princess and a princess gets to wear purple because purple is for royalty."
I am a princess, you are a princess or a prince. We are children of the Most High King. We are royalty. This weekend and every day, let's thank the Most High King for all He has done for us.
While we thank Him may we remember the scourging he accepted. May we remember the mockery and the pain he suffered for our sakes. Jesus is the Most High King. He deserves our adoration. He deserves our respect. Most of all He deserves our love.
Happy Easter.
Well, Easter is right around the corner. Today is the day (symbolically) all those years ago that our Saviour was crucified and buried. The world was dark for 3 hours. The Earth shook. Thunder clapped as God's heart broke.Our Saviour gave up his life so that we may forever have life with Him.
My foster parents just passed away, mom on Jan 28th and dad on March 28th, both this year. It's been a rough year. Through it all God ha given me such a peace. God has helped me come to grips with a bunch of things that have been troubling me. I have to say that God is pretty awesome.
I miss my real parents, who have also passed, in 1983 (Dad) & 2000 (Mom). I miss my foster parents. I was blessed by two sets of parents despite the circumstances that made that happen. I miss them deeply. My heart breaks that I will not see them again on this Earth.
Tonight I was listening to Toby Mac sing his song, Made to Love. It really struck a chord with me tonight, in a good way. It humbled me. It enveloped me in the arms of Christ. He made us to love Him. WOW!
My parents, both sets, loved me very much. I loved them very much. I still do. I miss them so much right now. But they could never love me as much as Christ. Not in a million years. Not with every fiber and atom of their bodies. The love humans have doesn't hold anything to what God loves us with. The love from God is beyond our comprehension.
God sent his only son, part of Himself, to Earth so that there would again, be a way to have perfect union between us and Him. Jesus, the Holy Spirit and God are three in One. Three individuals with 3 separate jobs and characteristics but at the same time one entity. Jesus is, was, and will always be a part of God the Father. Yet, he was separated so that we could have fellowship with Him once again.
Growing up in a foster home my feelings regarding what family really was were warped. My feelings towards my real parents were not those of adoration and true familial love. My feelings towards my foster family were always held back with reservations, not knowing if I was genuinely accepted as part of the family. But when I realized that I could really meet God and that He was MY Saviour, not just everyone's but truly mine, I finally knew what love was. Love from God is something I can never understand nor will ever comprehend BUT it is something I can accept. It is truly, wholly, genuine, without reservations and with out hesitations.
Jesus, 100% God, gave up His throne in Heaven so that He may become 100% man. He did that so that we may know He truly loves us with all that He is. While on Earth He gave up His Godly powers and knowledge. He really did become fully man. (I still do not understand that fully.) He then suffered ridicule, humiliation, mockery, beatings, being spit upon, having things throw at him. He suffered, willingly suffered, being scourged, whipped beyond recognition. His skin was probably hanging off his body. His eyes were blinded by the dripping blood. His joints were in agony, struggling to work. His muscles beneath his skin torn to bits from the whip that was used to flag him, burning with such an intense fire, then he was made to walk. He was made to carry the beam that would end his life here on Earth. Nothing could end his life in Heaven though. This He knew.
As he was readied to be crucified he was draped with a robe and mocked for being King. He was given a crown of thorns, probably pressed hard on his head, already bleeding profusely, by the very men who were killing him. They called him King while laughing and joking about him saving himself. He was brutally murdered but he accepted it so that we could have a place with him for eternity.
That is love. True Love. That is way more then the love a parent has for a child. That is agape love. We are God's children. He created us so that we may love Him. You expect your child to love you. I do. But that is not always the case. I'm proof. Oh, I loved my real parents, but it was more of a love for people in general and not a love for a parent type of love. Not all children love their parents. Even if the child does love their parent there is always times when anger sets in or resentment, or jealousy, or willful disrespect. That interrupts the flow of true love. Familial love is not without interruption.
With God, none of that is involved. He never breaks that flow of agape love no matter what we do.
I am forever thankful for that!
When I was little I asked my foster mom why she loved purple so much. She told me this.
"I am a princess, don't you know? I am a daughter of the most High King. That makes me a princess and a princess gets to wear purple because purple is for royalty."
I am a princess, you are a princess or a prince. We are children of the Most High King. We are royalty. This weekend and every day, let's thank the Most High King for all He has done for us.
While we thank Him may we remember the scourging he accepted. May we remember the mockery and the pain he suffered for our sakes. Jesus is the Most High King. He deserves our adoration. He deserves our respect. Most of all He deserves our love.
Happy Easter.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Blog in Pictures - Day 6 - Blessed by God, Blessed by my kids
It's been a rough day to say the least. The good thing is that amongst the tears, sobbing at times, I was able to pull through it get it all together. I was able to get the schooling and chores done. The house may not be in the greatest shape but at least it's clean and organized.
Tonight I was reading another's blog. It was about raising a child with special needs. It hit home for me. It made me think of how life with my boys has been. It certainly hasn't been easy. It's been hard some days to keep going. Between all the doctor's appointments, schooling and home therapies, it has been a rough road.
Between being told one child will not be able to live on his own, ever, and the other child will be a vegetable, I wonder how it is that I am still alive. Amongst major surgeries, lots of doctor's, therapists, tons of prayer, and even more tears God has shown those people they have no idea what they are talking about, despite their PhD's. Starting out with a boy who could not learn to read or write despite may years teaching him it, and another child who had no voice and little muscle usage when born, I'm proud to say that I have two amazing sons. Adam, 11th grade, reading and writing above a 9th grade level, and Daniel who some day's won't shut up. Through God's mercy and grace both my boys have far exceeded the doctor's predictions.
God is good. Through it all He has shown us that life's battles, life's pit stops, don't really matter in the long run. It matters how we pull through those pit stops and battles. It's not been easy I'll tell you that. Some days are full of tears, some are full of laughter. Some days there are more screams then I care to admit and others there is nothing but peace. We started out wondering where this life's journey would take us. I now sit here blessed by how wonderful my children are.
Thank you, Precious Jesus, for raising my children to be healthy and well.
Adam, this past month, in his Explorer's uniform.
Daniel, hanging out at home.
Tonight I was reading another's blog. It was about raising a child with special needs. It hit home for me. It made me think of how life with my boys has been. It certainly hasn't been easy. It's been hard some days to keep going. Between all the doctor's appointments, schooling and home therapies, it has been a rough road.
Between being told one child will not be able to live on his own, ever, and the other child will be a vegetable, I wonder how it is that I am still alive. Amongst major surgeries, lots of doctor's, therapists, tons of prayer, and even more tears God has shown those people they have no idea what they are talking about, despite their PhD's. Starting out with a boy who could not learn to read or write despite may years teaching him it, and another child who had no voice and little muscle usage when born, I'm proud to say that I have two amazing sons. Adam, 11th grade, reading and writing above a 9th grade level, and Daniel who some day's won't shut up. Through God's mercy and grace both my boys have far exceeded the doctor's predictions.
God is good. Through it all He has shown us that life's battles, life's pit stops, don't really matter in the long run. It matters how we pull through those pit stops and battles. It's not been easy I'll tell you that. Some days are full of tears, some are full of laughter. Some days there are more screams then I care to admit and others there is nothing but peace. We started out wondering where this life's journey would take us. I now sit here blessed by how wonderful my children are.
Thank you, Precious Jesus, for raising my children to be healthy and well.
Adam, this past month, in his Explorer's uniform.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Blog in Pictures - Day 5 - Spring is here!
Spring is here!!! time for the rebirth of the earth! Winter has gone away and left it's mark. I am blessed that winter's mark hasn't been as strong this year. What a blessing it has been not to fight with the snow and the ice!
So, to mark this joyous occasion of Spring I have a few pictures to share.
Amongst all the clutter in our lives blooms pop up to show us it's all ok after all. :o) I know these are not the prettiest pictures. They are just a few shots of things that brightened my day when I went on a walk. :o) I hope you enjoy them too.
Happy Spring to you!
So, to mark this joyous occasion of Spring I have a few pictures to share.
Amongst all the clutter in our lives blooms pop up to show us it's all ok after all. :o) I know these are not the prettiest pictures. They are just a few shots of things that brightened my day when I went on a walk. :o) I hope you enjoy them too.
Happy Spring to you!
Monday, March 12, 2012
blog in pictures - Day 4 -> Spring Peeper Frogs
God's littlest creatures. In our lives we tend to think large. The bigger the better. God doesn't work that way. He does things on a small scale sometimes. These little frogs (spring peeper frogs) are so tiny they can fit on a person's thumbnail! We found a lot of these tiny frogs at Herkimer, NY several years ago. It always amazes me how awesome of a God I serve that He could create these intricate little frogs.
G
Monday, March 5, 2012
Blog in Pictures - Day 3 -> Date Night - a must for every marraige!
Date Night
I came across this idea online the other night. I loved it! You get 12 envelopes, any envelopes you want. You can label them, decorate them, what ever you like. Each envelope has the name of one month on it. 12 months, 12 envelopes.12 dates.
That's right, 12 dates, one each month.
In each envelope you plan a date for that particular month. It can be anything you enjoy doing together. Seeing as how we are not the richest people here we have to plan on the cheap. That 's ok though, I like simple things. In the post I saw this idea on the lady planned all the dates herself as a surprise for her husband. I didn't. I planned ideas and then checked with my hubby as to how he liked the ideas. He actually liked all the ideas. (yeah me!!)
Some of our ideas include using the free movie tickets we have had for a while now, using the gift cards we have had for a while now, going to McDonald's for ice cream and taking a nice neighborhood walk, going to the local beach to walk on the pier, among other ideas. These all will cost us less then 10 dollars. There is one idea that will cost more but I'm not sure how much. I want to plan an over night at a hotel for our 18th anniversary. Mike said he liked that idea too. big yeah!!!
Well, here are my envelopes. I pray that every wife (or husband) out there takes this idea and runs with it. What a wonderful way to tell your spouse that you love them? Isn't your marriage worth the investment of time? Remember, it's not the date that is important, not even what you plan to do. It's important to spend quality time with your spouse. Let hem know that they are the most important person in the world to you.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Blog in Pictures, Day 2 - Cooking Adventures -
Ok, so I do not profess to be a wonderful cook. Although I would honestly love to be able to say that and I greatly admire those who are, I am smart enough not to say that I am. That being said I do enjoy cooking. I enjoy the feel and textures associated with cooking. I love the fact that cooking can be an art form. It really can get your creative juices going!
Since I do love to cook and I have had some extra time lately, I have whipped up a few things that are not our ordinary fare. I hope you enjoy seeing the pictures.
I have always wanted to learn to make crepes. I can't get over how simple they are to make! You can fill them with practically anything you wish too! I filled mine with apples and oranges. I then drizzled some homemade black-raspberry syrup over them. They were heavenly!
We are trying to eat a bit healthier, and I refuse to go the tofu route, no matter what Matt says. lol
I came up with this on the spur of the moment. It was delish!!! It is only pasta mixed in with sauteed chicken, broccoli and carrots with Italian dressing drizzled on it.
This has to be my favorite of all time. I really should have made this years ago! I took regular lasagna noodles, alfredo sauce, a creamy white parmesan cheese and imitation crab meat and layered it jsut like lasagna. I can't get over how yummy it was.
I made cupcakes a little bit ago because I wanted to try to make filled cupcakes, like the mix shown below. I'm pretty cheap and hate to pay for something I can do myself. So, I took the time to try to make these. I succeeded! I have no picture of the finished product to show you but I did have a little bit of batter left over. I made the tiny cake shown above. I thought it looked pretty.
Ok, there are supposed to brownie cookies. They look so yummy! However, they are not as good as a friend of mine. Alfreda makes the best cookies!!! I will try these again because I am determined to master this recipe. I think I baked these cookies a bit too long because they are harder and not chewy. :o( That is ok because we will still eat them. Chocolate is chocolate right? lol
Friends of our s are heading toe Disneyland in a couple of days. I saw these Minnie Mouse cupcakes on pinterest.com and thought they were a great idea for the Gerwitz family. I think they liked them. I know I had one last night and they were yummy!!! It's just a regular frosted cupcake. I put the mini Oreos for Minnie's ears, a regular Oreo for her face and cut a stick of gum to look like a bow. It was so easy!
Since I do love to cook and I have had some extra time lately, I have whipped up a few things that are not our ordinary fare. I hope you enjoy seeing the pictures.
I came up with this on the spur of the moment. It was delish!!! It is only pasta mixed in with sauteed chicken, broccoli and carrots with Italian dressing drizzled on it.
This has to be my favorite of all time. I really should have made this years ago! I took regular lasagna noodles, alfredo sauce, a creamy white parmesan cheese and imitation crab meat and layered it jsut like lasagna. I can't get over how yummy it was.
My sons love corn dogs but they can be a bit pricey. I found an easy recipe online and tried them out. They were not only easy to make but really great tasting too! I loved the crunch the dogs had on the outside but the nice moist breading on the inside. I will definitely make these again!
Ok, there are supposed to brownie cookies. They look so yummy! However, they are not as good as a friend of mine. Alfreda makes the best cookies!!! I will try these again because I am determined to master this recipe. I think I baked these cookies a bit too long because they are harder and not chewy. :o( That is ok because we will still eat them. Chocolate is chocolate right? lol
Friends of our s are heading toe Disneyland in a couple of days. I saw these Minnie Mouse cupcakes on pinterest.com and thought they were a great idea for the Gerwitz family. I think they liked them. I know I had one last night and they were yummy!!! It's just a regular frosted cupcake. I put the mini Oreos for Minnie's ears, a regular Oreo for her face and cut a stick of gum to look like a bow. It was so easy!
So that is it for now. More cooking adventures to come I'm sure. I hope you have enjoyed sharing in my cooking joy.
why I go on, not just a title
Hi. My heart is breaking right now. I just read this blog about a little boy who had EB, short for Epidermolysis Bullosa. "EB is a group of blistering skin conditions. The skin is so fragile in people with EB that even minor rubbing may cause blistering." Seeing how these kids live their lives and how parents cope with this is a bit overwhelming to me.
I know there are a lot of disorders, syndromes, diseases, and abnormalities that affect the human body and for me it is a way of life. I have fibromyalgia and depression, my oldest son has Asperger's, dyslexia and dysgraphia. My younger son has Moebius and anxieties. My husband has SADs and Asperger's, both undiagnosed. So you see my whole household is full of abnormalities. But we are so mild compared to a lot of families. For that I am truly blessed.
So why does God allow these disorders, syndromes, diseases, and abnormalities? Why does He allow humans, His own creation, to suffer so? It has an easy answer but most people do not want to see the truth. They would rather believe that God is vengeful, or that there is no God because a god, any god, wouldn't allow these things to happen.
But there is a God and He does allow it to happen, no matter how cruel we think that is. The truth hurts.
You see, over the years I have spent a long time thinking about this and asking God, pastors, other believers why God allows things like this to happen. I have listened to many people complain that God is mean and cruel because of this. I have prayed about that a lot too. I just prayed a second ago that God would give me the right words to express what I feel may indeed be the truth.
(I am by no means telling you exactly what God is thinking or why God does things. I am simply stating what I think has happened. That is all, jut an opinion. I could very well be wrong though. It happens, ask my husband. lol)
Ok, back to the topic on hand. God made this Earth form His own imagination. He made people, humans like you and me, in His image. If He made us in His image then why are we "defective" with all these physical problems? Easy, SIN. Sin has done this to our bodies.
Yeah, right... You are probably thinking I am being stupid. How could a little sin do this??? Easy, a little sin from you and a little sin from me and a little sin from the guy down the street all adds up. Any sin, even the tiniest particle of sin causes a wedge between us and God. That wedge allows more sin. Sin caused death. It still does. When Adam and Eve were created they were intended to live forever, with God. Sin happened and deserved a punishment. Death. Our bodies, which were once made to withstand the ailments of all time, were now in separation from God. This allows the bodies to decay and to become infected with ailments. Satan uses this to make us think that God wouldn't allow this or He would be cruel. Not true.
Trust me. I have suffered a long time with my issues. God still loves me and shows it to me each and everyday.
Think about it for a second. Light is awesome. It is without any darkness. It is bright and it shows us everything. Adam and Eve had pure light when they were in the Garden of Eden. Then they sinned. Darkness came into play. The light was no longer as bright as it was before the fruit was eaten and they lied about it to God. (People forget about that part... they lied about their sin...)
This darkness from their sin caused a wedge between them and God. What happens when one has a operation from light? it becomes darker and darker, right? The further from light you get the darker it gets. When Adam and Eve were kicked out of the Garden their sin multiplied because they did not have the pure light all the time, although they did have access to it bow they had to make effort to be with it, unlike before.
God is pure, holy and righteous. Correct? Yes. Anything that is not pure, holy or righteous cannot be int eh presence of something that is pure holy and righteous or the latter will no longer be pure holy and righteous. In order for God to stay pure holy and righteous there has to be some type of distance between Him and the unpure, unholy and unrighteous thing.
BUT WAIT! There is good news!!!! A bridge was sent down. :o) (See, didn't your momma tell you every cloud has a silver lining?) Jesus came down from Heaven. The Son of God, God Himself, came down to Earth to create a way for His Creation to be in union with Him again. Jesus is the True, Holy Light that gets us through this awful darkness we call Earth. With Him, and His true salvation, we can be living the good life! A life that is happy, joyous, prosperous, and worth living, despite the pain and suffering we have here on Earth.
I do not know about you but, despite all my aches and pains, despite the frustrations of daily life, despite stupid people and stupid situations, I am thrilled to be living. I love life and I love my life. I hope and pray that after reading this you are too.
I know there are a lot of disorders, syndromes, diseases, and abnormalities that affect the human body and for me it is a way of life. I have fibromyalgia and depression, my oldest son has Asperger's, dyslexia and dysgraphia. My younger son has Moebius and anxieties. My husband has SADs and Asperger's, both undiagnosed. So you see my whole household is full of abnormalities. But we are so mild compared to a lot of families. For that I am truly blessed.
So why does God allow these disorders, syndromes, diseases, and abnormalities? Why does He allow humans, His own creation, to suffer so? It has an easy answer but most people do not want to see the truth. They would rather believe that God is vengeful, or that there is no God because a god, any god, wouldn't allow these things to happen.
But there is a God and He does allow it to happen, no matter how cruel we think that is. The truth hurts.
You see, over the years I have spent a long time thinking about this and asking God, pastors, other believers why God allows things like this to happen. I have listened to many people complain that God is mean and cruel because of this. I have prayed about that a lot too. I just prayed a second ago that God would give me the right words to express what I feel may indeed be the truth.
(I am by no means telling you exactly what God is thinking or why God does things. I am simply stating what I think has happened. That is all, jut an opinion. I could very well be wrong though. It happens, ask my husband. lol)
Ok, back to the topic on hand. God made this Earth form His own imagination. He made people, humans like you and me, in His image. If He made us in His image then why are we "defective" with all these physical problems? Easy, SIN. Sin has done this to our bodies.
Yeah, right... You are probably thinking I am being stupid. How could a little sin do this??? Easy, a little sin from you and a little sin from me and a little sin from the guy down the street all adds up. Any sin, even the tiniest particle of sin causes a wedge between us and God. That wedge allows more sin. Sin caused death. It still does. When Adam and Eve were created they were intended to live forever, with God. Sin happened and deserved a punishment. Death. Our bodies, which were once made to withstand the ailments of all time, were now in separation from God. This allows the bodies to decay and to become infected with ailments. Satan uses this to make us think that God wouldn't allow this or He would be cruel. Not true.
Trust me. I have suffered a long time with my issues. God still loves me and shows it to me each and everyday.
Think about it for a second. Light is awesome. It is without any darkness. It is bright and it shows us everything. Adam and Eve had pure light when they were in the Garden of Eden. Then they sinned. Darkness came into play. The light was no longer as bright as it was before the fruit was eaten and they lied about it to God. (People forget about that part... they lied about their sin...)
This darkness from their sin caused a wedge between them and God. What happens when one has a operation from light? it becomes darker and darker, right? The further from light you get the darker it gets. When Adam and Eve were kicked out of the Garden their sin multiplied because they did not have the pure light all the time, although they did have access to it bow they had to make effort to be with it, unlike before.
God is pure, holy and righteous. Correct? Yes. Anything that is not pure, holy or righteous cannot be int eh presence of something that is pure holy and righteous or the latter will no longer be pure holy and righteous. In order for God to stay pure holy and righteous there has to be some type of distance between Him and the unpure, unholy and unrighteous thing.
BUT WAIT! There is good news!!!! A bridge was sent down. :o) (See, didn't your momma tell you every cloud has a silver lining?) Jesus came down from Heaven. The Son of God, God Himself, came down to Earth to create a way for His Creation to be in union with Him again. Jesus is the True, Holy Light that gets us through this awful darkness we call Earth. With Him, and His true salvation, we can be living the good life! A life that is happy, joyous, prosperous, and worth living, despite the pain and suffering we have here on Earth.
I do not know about you but, despite all my aches and pains, despite the frustrations of daily life, despite stupid people and stupid situations, I am thrilled to be living. I love life and I love my life. I hope and pray that after reading this you are too.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
life getting the way of life
You ever find that happening to you? You know, when life gets in the way of life? I know that sounds redundant but think about it. The life you have gets in the way of the life you want. It happens. We focus so much on life here on Earth that we forget about the life God wants us to lead. Day to day life takes over and the Life being led for God gets pushed on the back burner.
Recently I have found myself questioning my addiction to the internet. I know, and here I am writing a blog! lol Kinda funny. Anyhow, I have been questioning whether it is profitable for me to be here online as much as I am. It's not, there is no question about it. It is not the life I imagined me having. It is not the life I had hoped to have. It is not the life God wants me to have.
So what am I going to do about it? I plan to take action. I have to make life changes. I hate making life changes by the way. I know I have to, I just haven't decided what those changes will exactly be though. Cutting out the surfing is one of them though.
I know that the internet will take a back seat for a while. I can check it in the late afternoon or evenings. I have things on the compute that has to get done but I have to limit my internet though. I must read the Scriptures more often, that is unmistakeably, unequivocally, undeniably the most important task needing to keep focused on. I have to go through my digital pictures. I have to work on completing the boy's' schooling this year and plan for next year. I have some organizing to do at home here too. I have a lot to do.
I can no longer let life get in the way of the life I need to be living. Can you? Are you? I was, but now I won't be. Will you?
Recently I have found myself questioning my addiction to the internet. I know, and here I am writing a blog! lol Kinda funny. Anyhow, I have been questioning whether it is profitable for me to be here online as much as I am. It's not, there is no question about it. It is not the life I imagined me having. It is not the life I had hoped to have. It is not the life God wants me to have.
So what am I going to do about it? I plan to take action. I have to make life changes. I hate making life changes by the way. I know I have to, I just haven't decided what those changes will exactly be though. Cutting out the surfing is one of them though.
I know that the internet will take a back seat for a while. I can check it in the late afternoon or evenings. I have things on the compute that has to get done but I have to limit my internet though. I must read the Scriptures more often, that is unmistakeably, unequivocally, undeniably the most important task needing to keep focused on. I have to go through my digital pictures. I have to work on completing the boy's' schooling this year and plan for next year. I have some organizing to do at home here too. I have a lot to do.
I can no longer let life get in the way of the life I need to be living. Can you? Are you? I was, but now I won't be. Will you?
Friday, February 24, 2012
how much can we handle?
Ok, so God thinks I can handle quite a lot apparently. I don't want Him to think that. I want Him to stop giving me so much to handle. I really do.
Over the past 3 months or so we have had one problem after another rise up to need our attention. Between my mom's passing, major car issues, health scares, Mike's now probably permanent 80% vision loss and our van pretty much dieing I'm not so sure I can handle it all. I know I don't want to handle it all.
I am trying to rely on God, I really am. I pray, I read, I pray some more. I can't help feeling that I have failing those around me and especially my husband. I'm not being the wife I should be and I know I'm not being the mother I should be.
I ask others for encouragement and some help fine tuning my life, trying to get my life under some sort of control but no one seems to care. No one seems to want to help. What do I do?
O, enough crying, enough woe is me crap! I am done. I have to get up and move on, right? pull up my boots straps as the saying goes. What has God told me about life?
Simple, rejoice in it for He has given us breath in our lungs. There are so many others out there without and we are blessed with. There are hurting people, disfigured people, people on a ventilator for their whole life, there are others with dementia that don't even know how they are. Yes I sit here complaining and crying over a few bumps in the road.
My husband can still work, he can still see out of one eye, he can breath, play and laugh. I can walk, I can clean, I can breath on my own. My kids can talk, learn, play and watch tv, invite their friends over and so much more. We are truly blessed beyond measure.
So what is going on in your lives that you are grumbling about today? Are things not going your way? Are things hard to deal with? Are you breathing? Walking? Thinking? Can you work? Pay your bills? Plan your life? Some people can't. Some people can't get out of bed, wipe their own butt, breath on their own. They are the ones that truly should get our empathy.
(Note: I did not say sympathy, I said empathy. Empathy is way different then sympathy, btw. One is understanding another s feelings, the other is feeling those feelings with them.)
What right do I have, do you have, to sulk in our own problems when others out there are so less fortunate then we are? Even if we do not know o anyone, personally, that has things worse then we do, they are out there. Trust me. In a house near you there is a woman getting beaten, there are children left unattended because their parent feels the need to go get drugs, there is an elderly woman or man who is neglected and left in their 0own filth. Trust me, these people are out there, whether we admit it or not. So when you feel like sulking in your own problems remember that those problems really aren't as bad as we let ourselves think.
Pull up your boot straps, dust yourself off and cling to the Lord. Only He can help you feel better. Only He can give you peace and comfort. Only He loves you enough to die specifically for you.
PS: This blog is more so written for me then it is for you. Therapy is just one person talking to another. I am talking to you and you, by listening, are my therapist here on Earth. God is my true therapist though. He helps me through all life's little (and not so little) problems.
Thank you.
Over the past 3 months or so we have had one problem after another rise up to need our attention. Between my mom's passing, major car issues, health scares, Mike's now probably permanent 80% vision loss and our van pretty much dieing I'm not so sure I can handle it all. I know I don't want to handle it all.
I am trying to rely on God, I really am. I pray, I read, I pray some more. I can't help feeling that I have failing those around me and especially my husband. I'm not being the wife I should be and I know I'm not being the mother I should be.
I ask others for encouragement and some help fine tuning my life, trying to get my life under some sort of control but no one seems to care. No one seems to want to help. What do I do?
O, enough crying, enough woe is me crap! I am done. I have to get up and move on, right? pull up my boots straps as the saying goes. What has God told me about life?
Simple, rejoice in it for He has given us breath in our lungs. There are so many others out there without and we are blessed with. There are hurting people, disfigured people, people on a ventilator for their whole life, there are others with dementia that don't even know how they are. Yes I sit here complaining and crying over a few bumps in the road.
My husband can still work, he can still see out of one eye, he can breath, play and laugh. I can walk, I can clean, I can breath on my own. My kids can talk, learn, play and watch tv, invite their friends over and so much more. We are truly blessed beyond measure.
So what is going on in your lives that you are grumbling about today? Are things not going your way? Are things hard to deal with? Are you breathing? Walking? Thinking? Can you work? Pay your bills? Plan your life? Some people can't. Some people can't get out of bed, wipe their own butt, breath on their own. They are the ones that truly should get our empathy.
(Note: I did not say sympathy, I said empathy. Empathy is way different then sympathy, btw. One is understanding another s feelings, the other is feeling those feelings with them.)
What right do I have, do you have, to sulk in our own problems when others out there are so less fortunate then we are? Even if we do not know o anyone, personally, that has things worse then we do, they are out there. Trust me. In a house near you there is a woman getting beaten, there are children left unattended because their parent feels the need to go get drugs, there is an elderly woman or man who is neglected and left in their 0own filth. Trust me, these people are out there, whether we admit it or not. So when you feel like sulking in your own problems remember that those problems really aren't as bad as we let ourselves think.
Pull up your boot straps, dust yourself off and cling to the Lord. Only He can help you feel better. Only He can give you peace and comfort. Only He loves you enough to die specifically for you.
PS: This blog is more so written for me then it is for you. Therapy is just one person talking to another. I am talking to you and you, by listening, are my therapist here on Earth. God is my true therapist though. He helps me through all life's little (and not so little) problems.
Thank you.
Friday, February 3, 2012
thing is
thing is so many things are on my mind.
I'm gonna be 40 this year, in Nov. I'm lost my real mom, my real dad, my foster mom, my grandfather-in-law, and my father-in-law already. I never knew my grandparents in my real home nor my foster home. I barely knew my aunts and uncles in those homes either. I would like to say I am too young to have all this death upon me, but I'm not I'm afraid.
Years ago, I was deeply hurt by someone. That person had no idea they hurt me, let alone hurt me so deeply. I'm sure if they did they would have been horrified as it was not their nature, nor their intent. But I was hurt nonetheless.
Being a foster kid you grow up not really knowing where you fit in in life. Yes, I was blessed beyond measure to have the foster family I did have. I was raised, lovingly, by the same couple for 14 years. It was a Christian household. I was blessed. VERY BLESSED.
Growing up in a foster family, despite it being a wonderful home, I always felt like I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. My real mom gave me up, willingly. My real dad did not stop her. I was torn from my siblings, left not seeing them hardly at all.When other foster kids in this home moved out most contact was lost. I was never sure why or who's fault it was. I was feeling that maybe that would happen to me when I moved out. Again, I was waiting for the shoe to drop. I was waiting, half expecting, life to get worse.
Despite all that I had and all that I was given, deep inside me I was hurting. I guess I still am. When someone whom you love deeply tells you something so hurtful, even if it is due to a deteriorating medically issue, it is very, very hurtful.
I'm sorry I lost so many years over something so stupid. Had I just known. Had someone told me her condition,. I can't go back, I must go forward. My life is not here for others to determine my worth. God has done that already. Only he can determine my worth and He did so upon that cross. I just pray that others can see that too.
I was a brat growing up. I was a bit self-righteous, very pig-headed, and maybe snobby. I was hurt by so many people that I wasn't sure what it was like not to feel hurt. Maybe that is why I was always expecting to have the other shoe drop and my life to be turned upside down again. Maybe that is why I believed the hurtful words. Maybe means nothing in the long run though.
I'm an adult now. I'm different then that stupid lil kid and arrogant teenager. I have learned a lot since those years so long ago. I have been hurt deeply and have been able to get over it. I have been treated rudely and been able to get past it. God has healed me from a lot of hurt. He has physically healed my body from the abuse and healed my mind from the memories. He has healed my soul by showing how much He cares for me. But, just like when I was a kid, I get hurt still. God has my hand in His right now for I have no other place to put it. He is guiding me as to what to do and what to think. He is holding His hand over my mouth keeping me from saying things I'll regret. He is whispering for me to be calm.
Right now I'm hurt by three people. I need to let that hurt melt away. I know my intentions. I think I know their intentions. I know what I am doing and I know how I should behave. Giving it to God is my only choice really. Why do I hold on to it though? Because I am human.
~~ God, you know my hurt. You know my thoughts and my feelings. I chose not to give into those feelings. I chose to give them to you instead. Heal me Lord. Heal my hurt, my anger, my frustrations. ~~
I lost all those years with my mom but I know she has forgiven me as that is they type of person she was. She was lovely in so many ways.
Mom, you are truly missed by so many people down here on Earth. You are loved and cherished and held tightly in our hearts. I love you. I'm glad you never gave up on me and always loved me despite how things turned out.
Dance the night away and play that organ music for the angels. While you're there, mom, give Jesus a hug for me. <3 rip
I'm gonna be 40 this year, in Nov. I'm lost my real mom, my real dad, my foster mom, my grandfather-in-law, and my father-in-law already. I never knew my grandparents in my real home nor my foster home. I barely knew my aunts and uncles in those homes either. I would like to say I am too young to have all this death upon me, but I'm not I'm afraid.
Years ago, I was deeply hurt by someone. That person had no idea they hurt me, let alone hurt me so deeply. I'm sure if they did they would have been horrified as it was not their nature, nor their intent. But I was hurt nonetheless.
Being a foster kid you grow up not really knowing where you fit in in life. Yes, I was blessed beyond measure to have the foster family I did have. I was raised, lovingly, by the same couple for 14 years. It was a Christian household. I was blessed. VERY BLESSED.
Growing up in a foster family, despite it being a wonderful home, I always felt like I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. My real mom gave me up, willingly. My real dad did not stop her. I was torn from my siblings, left not seeing them hardly at all.When other foster kids in this home moved out most contact was lost. I was never sure why or who's fault it was. I was feeling that maybe that would happen to me when I moved out. Again, I was waiting for the shoe to drop. I was waiting, half expecting, life to get worse.
Despite all that I had and all that I was given, deep inside me I was hurting. I guess I still am. When someone whom you love deeply tells you something so hurtful, even if it is due to a deteriorating medically issue, it is very, very hurtful.
I'm sorry I lost so many years over something so stupid. Had I just known. Had someone told me her condition,. I can't go back, I must go forward. My life is not here for others to determine my worth. God has done that already. Only he can determine my worth and He did so upon that cross. I just pray that others can see that too.
I was a brat growing up. I was a bit self-righteous, very pig-headed, and maybe snobby. I was hurt by so many people that I wasn't sure what it was like not to feel hurt. Maybe that is why I was always expecting to have the other shoe drop and my life to be turned upside down again. Maybe that is why I believed the hurtful words. Maybe means nothing in the long run though.
I'm an adult now. I'm different then that stupid lil kid and arrogant teenager. I have learned a lot since those years so long ago. I have been hurt deeply and have been able to get over it. I have been treated rudely and been able to get past it. God has healed me from a lot of hurt. He has physically healed my body from the abuse and healed my mind from the memories. He has healed my soul by showing how much He cares for me. But, just like when I was a kid, I get hurt still. God has my hand in His right now for I have no other place to put it. He is guiding me as to what to do and what to think. He is holding His hand over my mouth keeping me from saying things I'll regret. He is whispering for me to be calm.
Right now I'm hurt by three people. I need to let that hurt melt away. I know my intentions. I think I know their intentions. I know what I am doing and I know how I should behave. Giving it to God is my only choice really. Why do I hold on to it though? Because I am human.
~~ God, you know my hurt. You know my thoughts and my feelings. I chose not to give into those feelings. I chose to give them to you instead. Heal me Lord. Heal my hurt, my anger, my frustrations. ~~
I lost all those years with my mom but I know she has forgiven me as that is they type of person she was. She was lovely in so many ways.
Mom, you are truly missed by so many people down here on Earth. You are loved and cherished and held tightly in our hearts. I love you. I'm glad you never gave up on me and always loved me despite how things turned out.
Dance the night away and play that organ music for the angels. While you're there, mom, give Jesus a hug for me. <3 rip
Friday, January 20, 2012
correction on my forgiveness post
Since I wrote the first forgiveness blog the other day I have had a few conversations with people. I have thought a lot about what I wrote and how it came across. I forgot to add something, the absolutely most important thing was left out. I was tired and I was stupid, that is my reason for forgetting...
SALVATION
You see salvation is the most important thing to forgiveness.., We could wish forgiveness on everyone and we could convince ourselves that we have truly forgiving someone but unless that hurt and pain has somewhere to go, it's still in you. It doesn't just disappear. I know,. I've been there.
You see when I was a lil tyke I was severely abused, emotionally, yes. Physically, yes. sexually, yup you guessed it, that too.
How does one forgive their parents when instead of protecting them they are causing the abuse. How does a young girl forgive the father that raped her? I'm telling you she can't. I couldn't. My dad died denying all that happened. How could he?
What was a girl to do when her mother denied all of it too? Her own mother broke her bones in a fit of anger... her mother, her very own biological mother, caused scar tissue on her brain from all the beatings...
How could that little girl forgive that? She can't...
But God can. You see God is bigger then the hurt. Bigger then the pain. Bigger then the abuse. Jesus took all the pain, all the anger, all the hurt, all the hate upon Himself on the cross. He had His arms spread out, nailed to the cross and then dripping with blood He cried out Forgive them Father for the y know not what they do. That is true forgiveness. You can't have true forgiveness with the out that....
So you see Salvation is the key to true forgiveness...
enough said.
SALVATION
You see salvation is the most important thing to forgiveness.., We could wish forgiveness on everyone and we could convince ourselves that we have truly forgiving someone but unless that hurt and pain has somewhere to go, it's still in you. It doesn't just disappear. I know,. I've been there.
You see when I was a lil tyke I was severely abused, emotionally, yes. Physically, yes. sexually, yup you guessed it, that too.
How does one forgive their parents when instead of protecting them they are causing the abuse. How does a young girl forgive the father that raped her? I'm telling you she can't. I couldn't. My dad died denying all that happened. How could he?
What was a girl to do when her mother denied all of it too? Her own mother broke her bones in a fit of anger... her mother, her very own biological mother, caused scar tissue on her brain from all the beatings...
How could that little girl forgive that? She can't...
But God can. You see God is bigger then the hurt. Bigger then the pain. Bigger then the abuse. Jesus took all the pain, all the anger, all the hurt, all the hate upon Himself on the cross. He had His arms spread out, nailed to the cross and then dripping with blood He cried out Forgive them Father for the y know not what they do. That is true forgiveness. You can't have true forgiveness with the out that....
So you see Salvation is the key to true forgiveness...
enough said.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
update on forgiveness
Hi. well, it''s been 2 days since I wrote that last long post. You know the one about forgiveness? Well, I was thinking yesterday that it might have been a temporary thing that I was feeling. I'm here to say that once God fixes something, it doesn't break again until we mess with it. lol If I leave my hands out of God's handiwork things will be a ok. lol
I'm still feeling pretty well about the lady I was so hurt by.
Writing this right now makes me think of something.
I was hurt by this lady right? Well, I know she didn't mean to intentionally hurt me. I can't see her thinking that way. So, the only other way to understand what happened was a bit of miscommunication and lack of listening to each other.
That leads me to think about whose fault my feelings getting hurt was. After thinking about it, only one explanation makes sense. It was my fault my feelings got hurt. How cold that be? I wasn't rude, I wasn't hurtful to this person. I was trying to avoid the argument. How could it truly be my fault?
Well, we all have choices in life. We can choose one thing or the other. Forgiveness is a choice. Hatred is a choice, love is a choice. They are all action words. I could have chose not to get so hurt my her words. I could have just been like a duck and let it roll off my back.
I must remember this for when (and I do men when as I am still human and will continue to screw things up) I open my mouth and get myself into trouble again.
So anyhow, leave it in God's hands is truly the best advice ever!
Praise God.
I'm still feeling pretty well about the lady I was so hurt by.
Writing this right now makes me think of something.
I was hurt by this lady right? Well, I know she didn't mean to intentionally hurt me. I can't see her thinking that way. So, the only other way to understand what happened was a bit of miscommunication and lack of listening to each other.
That leads me to think about whose fault my feelings getting hurt was. After thinking about it, only one explanation makes sense. It was my fault my feelings got hurt. How cold that be? I wasn't rude, I wasn't hurtful to this person. I was trying to avoid the argument. How could it truly be my fault?
Well, we all have choices in life. We can choose one thing or the other. Forgiveness is a choice. Hatred is a choice, love is a choice. They are all action words. I could have chose not to get so hurt my her words. I could have just been like a duck and let it roll off my back.
I must remember this for when (and I do men when as I am still human and will continue to screw things up) I open my mouth and get myself into trouble again.
So anyhow, leave it in God's hands is truly the best advice ever!
Praise God.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
true forgiveness, finally.
Forgiveness.
It's not about them, it's about you.
I have been dealing with an issue that has been preventing me from giving true forgiveness.
I won't say who or what but lets say I was deeply hurt by someone. I sort of wanted to forgive as I know that is the right thing to do, but deep down inside I did not really want to forgive this lady. My feelings were to deeply hurt. I was angry and a bit bitter.
One would think that to forgive someone is to forget what they did and to be best friends with them again. Not so. It truly has nothing to do with the person you are forgiving. It has to do only with ourselves.
Think about it this way. If you are angry at someone, who does that affect? You. Most likely that person doesn't know you are angry or doesn't care. If you are hurt by and bitter towards someone who does that affect? You. Not them. They probably don't know or don't realize the extent of your hurt feelings. If they did they might or might not care. They might or might not do anything to help you feel better about the situation. They have no control over your feelings. They have no say over how you feel. Only you do. You can't make them apologize but you can chose to forgive. It truly is a choice. A decision you have to make; to forgive or not to forgive is the question of the day.
I have had to make the decision today. God has been working on me for sometime now to make this decision but stupid me doesn't like to listen. Listen means that I may be wrong and I did not want to admit I was wrong. But I was wrong. I was wrong for not wanting to forgive this lady.
Let me simply say one thing before I go on. Forgiveness does not mean you have to put yourself in the same situation to get hurt again. It does mean that even though you know what happened and you knwo how you were hurt you must not let it bother you anymore. Our human brains do not forget like God does. We tend to remember every horrible detail of how wer were hurt, by whom, when and how badly. We need to make a conscience decision to put it in the past and leave it there.
Ok, back to what I was saying. I had a good friend call today and tell me he was praying for us with this situation. In fact he prayed right there on the phone with me. He gave me some great advice about this topic. Then, immediately (within seconds) another close friend called me. We talked for 90 minutes (WOW!!!!!) and she gave me some great advice too. (Can you say God was working on my heart today???)
To err is human to forgive is divine. My good friend said this to me today. She said how true it is. True forgiveness only comes from a divine being giving us grace to do so. We cannot forgive on our own. We must have the grace of God to be able to truly forgive.
Without going into any more details I just wish to simply say that I praise God for giving me the grace needed to truly forgive the woman who so deeply hurt me.
I do wish to add more to this post but it is late and I am am tried. I have to go to bed. Maybe I might add more in a day or two. We'll see.
For now I will leave you with this.
Luke 17:2-4 It were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he cast into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones. Take heed to yourselves: If thy brother trespass against thee, rebuke him; and if he repent, forgive him. And if he trespass against thee seven times in a day, and seven times in a day turn again to thee, saying, I repent; thou shalt forgive him.
Matthew 18:21-22 Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times? Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven.
Matthew 6:14-15 For if ye forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you: But if ye forgive not men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses.
It's not about them, it's about you.
I have been dealing with an issue that has been preventing me from giving true forgiveness.
I won't say who or what but lets say I was deeply hurt by someone. I sort of wanted to forgive as I know that is the right thing to do, but deep down inside I did not really want to forgive this lady. My feelings were to deeply hurt. I was angry and a bit bitter.
One would think that to forgive someone is to forget what they did and to be best friends with them again. Not so. It truly has nothing to do with the person you are forgiving. It has to do only with ourselves.
Think about it this way. If you are angry at someone, who does that affect? You. Most likely that person doesn't know you are angry or doesn't care. If you are hurt by and bitter towards someone who does that affect? You. Not them. They probably don't know or don't realize the extent of your hurt feelings. If they did they might or might not care. They might or might not do anything to help you feel better about the situation. They have no control over your feelings. They have no say over how you feel. Only you do. You can't make them apologize but you can chose to forgive. It truly is a choice. A decision you have to make; to forgive or not to forgive is the question of the day.
I have had to make the decision today. God has been working on me for sometime now to make this decision but stupid me doesn't like to listen. Listen means that I may be wrong and I did not want to admit I was wrong. But I was wrong. I was wrong for not wanting to forgive this lady.
Let me simply say one thing before I go on. Forgiveness does not mean you have to put yourself in the same situation to get hurt again. It does mean that even though you know what happened and you knwo how you were hurt you must not let it bother you anymore. Our human brains do not forget like God does. We tend to remember every horrible detail of how wer were hurt, by whom, when and how badly. We need to make a conscience decision to put it in the past and leave it there.
Ok, back to what I was saying. I had a good friend call today and tell me he was praying for us with this situation. In fact he prayed right there on the phone with me. He gave me some great advice about this topic. Then, immediately (within seconds) another close friend called me. We talked for 90 minutes (WOW!!!!!) and she gave me some great advice too. (Can you say God was working on my heart today???)
To err is human to forgive is divine. My good friend said this to me today. She said how true it is. True forgiveness only comes from a divine being giving us grace to do so. We cannot forgive on our own. We must have the grace of God to be able to truly forgive.
Without going into any more details I just wish to simply say that I praise God for giving me the grace needed to truly forgive the woman who so deeply hurt me.
I do wish to add more to this post but it is late and I am am tried. I have to go to bed. Maybe I might add more in a day or two. We'll see.
For now I will leave you with this.
Luke 17:2-4 It were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he cast into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones. Take heed to yourselves: If thy brother trespass against thee, rebuke him; and if he repent, forgive him. And if he trespass against thee seven times in a day, and seven times in a day turn again to thee, saying, I repent; thou shalt forgive him.
Matthew 18:21-22 Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times? Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven.
Matthew 6:14-15 For if ye forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you: But if ye forgive not men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
For all the moms out there.... and dads too!
31 Things To Do on a Boring, Rainy or Cold day...
Ok, before I go into my post I want to share another blogger's post.
http://www.thriftyhomemaker.com/2010/01/31-winter-activities-for-kids.html
- Make a cake/ cupcakes and use powdered sugar for icing and drizzle over a paper snowflake.
- Write a poem or story about snow or winter
- Hide a mitten in the room somewhere and let others try to find it. Give them clues by telling them whether they are 'hot' (near the mitten) or 'cold' (far from the mitten).
- Go for a walk and look for animal tracks in snow
- Make ice cube popsicles by freezing juice and putting a toothpick in to hold it with
- Make snowmen out of old socks
- Watch birds
- Make a list of things to do in 2011
- Draw a winter picture
- Clean toys, books and clothes to bless others with
- Eat popcorn and play a game
- Make cinnamon toast in the oven
- Make glitter snowflakes, draw on paper with glue shake glitter or salt let dry and write Psalm 51:7
- Make ice sun catchers using pie plates and nature items, add water and string to freeze and hang up.
- Make pizza and watch a movie
- Make snowflakes with tortillas
- Bake Cookies
- Make Marshmallow snowmen
- Make Rice Socks
- Make Snowflake Tshirts
- Have Picnic inside
- Make igloo with marshmallows/sugar cubes and icing
- Play with snow in a tub / pan / tub in the house.
- New Years Poppers to give to others
- Make Snow Cream if it snows or make glue snowflakes
- New Years Day Dinner
- Play in Snow if no snow make white play dough
- Read snow and winter books
- Make Paper Snow Flakes
- Pinecone Bird Feeders
- Make Donuts out of can biscuits
Now my post.
I love all these ideas but some aren't ones I would do even if my kids were still little. I thought what a cool idea to make a list like this though. So here I am, making my own version of the 31 things to do on a boring, rainy or cold day...
31 Things To Do on a Boring, Rainy or Cold day...
1) using construction paper make a hopscotch board on your floor. Use bean bags, larger coins, small soft toys or such to instead of rocks.
2) Take silly pictures of each other with a digital camera.
3) Put on a fashion show.
4) make a tent out of blankets and have story time in the tent. (String up strings and drape the blankets over them to hang them as the sides of the tent or throw a blanket over the kitchen table covering all the sides and camp under the table.) :o)
5) Make sun catchers with coffee filters, markers and spray bottles of water. color with markers, spray with water then let dry. :o)
6) make up a game to play.
7) tell stories
8) do some kitchen science.
9) play with a light up bouncy ball or flashlights in a dark room.
10) create a spa in your house complete with a nail polishing center, a facial area and a hair dressing table.
11) play floor hockey in the basement or on carpet. You could use bouncy balls instead of hard balls.
12) Make your own phone using cans and string. Go into separate rooms and talk to each other. :o)
13) build with Legos. You could make all sorts of things from complete cities to futuristic cars!
14) Play house. Play dolls.
15) Create your own restaurant. Make a menu, decorate the table top and then serve food suing the fancy dishes.
16) think of what era you would have liked to be born in and then dress up and spend the day like you actually lived in that era.
17) go for an expedition in your own house. Plan a route, and events to do at each destination (ie: room)
18) start a scavenger hunt
19) make up silly songs
20) play the music really loud and dance the day away.
21) bake cookies
22) make a rainy day scrapbook. (Scrapbook about only the things you would do on a rainy day)
23) act out different animals
24) play with water. use food coloring, toys rocks etc.... have fun with it.
25) Have a pajama day. Bring the blankets and pillows out int the living room, cuddle up and watch a movie together.
26) go outside in the rain and dance and play in it. Stomp in all those puddles!
27) have a fear factor day. Do things you usually wouldn't like to do just to see if you can do them. Make sure there are prizes for all that hard work of doing things you don't like!!!!
28) create an obstacle course through your house and time yourself as you race thru it.
29) Tie Dye t-shirts or pajamas. You could also do pillowcases too. :o)
30) using window markers decorate your windows for all the world to see.
31) Play Marco Polo, sharks and minnows, or other such games, in a spacious open area lke the living =room or basement.
Ok, so there is the not 31 things I could think of. I hope I have not repeated any. lol If you like this and wish to share it by all means do so. If you try any of these ideas and like them comment below.
Oh, here are a couple of more ideas.
Play jepordy (make up your own questions and such.)
play wheel of fortune (again, make it up as you play)
act out your favorite tv show or book
Make your own ice cream or ice cream sandwiches
Ok, that is it for now. lol I think
Have a great night!!
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