Yes I have been guilty of this…MUST. REMEMBER. EVERYTHING. IN . MODERATION! (mmmmlovecoffee)
Yes I have been guilty of this…MUST. REMEMBER. EVERYTHING. IN . MODERATION! (mmmmlovecoffee)
Between Blogsville and Facebook (hahaha) peeps want to know my randomness, okay..here we go… Selena, Brandy, Ric, Dale mostly for you! If you are reading this and no one has asked you to do this..I am asking you now! so leave me a comment if you are going to do this, so we can all come and read!
1. I believe Oreos are medicine, and always make me feel better.
2. I believe the church is not a building.
3. If I could do anything in the world today without repercussions, I would choose doing nothing. I like nothing.
4. I like diet coke with splenda (no one sells it here anymore..bummer)
5.Coffee is an amazing drink, and I love it, and want it several times a day.
6. Although some think I may be ADD I t hink I am just NOT inhibited.
7. I drive a school bus, and I like it.
8. My children are priceless to me.
9. I love to make my kids laugh!
10. I am a Christ follower, but not a Pharisee..there is a difference.
11. My blog family is real to me..and I adore them!
12. When I was little I had imaginary friends, so # 11 concerns my mother.
13. I am the middle child of 5.
14. I have 3 brothers, and 1 sister.
15. My family is dysfunctional, and I was okay with that til I learned the word “dysfunctional”, my grandma used to say that if not for Jerry Springer and Oprah, we would not even know ..sooo they will have to answer to God for that! hahahaha
16. Being real is most important to me.
17. I love big breakfast on Saturday mornings!
18. I love that saturday morning breakfasts are made by HUBS!
19. Studying the Word is my lifeline.
20. Meeting Bloggers is vacation to me
21. Love love love the Beach!
22. Love the mountains too, but beach is first!
23. I am unemployed in the summer, and I like that.
24. I have two dogs and a cat…i dig critters! 🙂
25. I am blessed.
You find a word for each letter of the word that is left and then you leave the new word..got it? okay..
keep it family friendly..and it doesn’t necessarily need to make sense!
The last word from last week was from Noreaster, so that is the word we start with this week…
(you can find the beginning of this story on the page listed the same as this title- thank you Ellen at Stormstories for your encouragement to day to tell this part.
Five years or so passed before I started to seriously date for relationship. I just didn’t want a man around with all the drama that seemed to be part of that. My baby girl was my world. I still partied but not extensively (so I felt that was acceptable), I did not party in front of my daughter, and men were not allowed to come to my home. That was our refuge from the world.
Eventually I gave in to a young man, a farmer(go head laugh, I know you want to). I was so desperate for something to be the way it should. (God was already working on my heart, I was tired of living under the curse) Life seemed good for a while, and he had a son, so I took him in like my own. Soon, he was drunk everyday, and missing work. It was nothing to come home and find the electric turned off, or all my food eaten by his drunken buddies who were now sleeping on my floor, at 4 in the afternoon. He started to beat me when I was sleeping, (with good reason, I tore him up awake)for things that I later found out he was doing. Long story short..I caught him with my best friend, so I lost them both the same day. I never felt pain like that of betrayal. And it felt like my heart had been cut out and left laying for me to look at. By this time I have two girls and a son that is not mine. I tried to work through it with him, and no friend…but it increasing got worse. My pain and his actions. He soon had several girlfriends, and told my girls to call me names. He did this in front of me, and it broke my heart even more to hear them call me names out of those precious little mouths. This time my girls(71/2, 1) and his son(6) watched me push him through a door, and beat him til the police arrived. All charges were dropped. (Thank you Jesus)
My only friend left in the world worked with me, and saw me go through all this, broken ribs, tears that seemed they would not end. This friend helped me move out while he was at work (another thank you Jesus for him going to work), and helped me set up a new place to live. This friend was there for me, and seemed to have no motives other than he liked me, just like I was. I had no idea that he would become the wonderful husband that I have today! (Again thank you Jesus)
I could not write this part of my story for a long time. I could not articulate exactly why. I had forgiven him, and I had moved on with Jesus Christ, I just couldn’t tell this part. Recently, I was pulled into court to see him face to face over a support order that is now 14 years old. I never took full support, and only asked for 325 a month to cover the sitter expenses, no medical support, nothing else. It was raised to 425 a month 6 years ago by the state. I totally fell apart knowing that I had to see him again. The rejection, and betrayal seemed to surface, and I needed Jesus to go with me. Turned out he needed a favor, and for me to lower the support to keep him out of jail. I asked him to sign her over to us and I would drop the support all together. Forgiving the debt and the one that was past due. He agreed.
I looked at this man, and knew that GOD had made such a change in my heart. I no longer looked at him with contempt, I looked at a broken man who needed Jesus. I told him that. “Jesus is the only one who can fix your problems, and you should really take some time and talk to HIM, it’s working for me..” He shook his head thanked me, and said “who would’ve thunk”.
God heals the hurts, HE binds up the wounds, and when it is most uncomfortable for me, HE has a plan that is worth following HIM into. (My next entry to this will be my story of when I came to Christ and made a commitment, and How that changed everything,..truly lifting my head)
Sorry , this should have been posted yesterday, and I have no excuse..life is just coming at me fast..and I decided to play and take a break. Check out this study going on at Philter48 , click on the button “Philippians Study”. (easy huh?)
12 I want you to know, brothers, that what has happened to me has really served to advance the gospel, 13 so that it has become known throughout the whole imperial guard and to all the rest that my imprisonment is for Christ.(ESV)
These verses are intense. I love Paul’s Kingdom-minded perspective. All for the Kingdom. In every case of what the world would say is trial and persecution in Paul’s life, was the finger of God moving HIS plan into action, to spread the gospel to all nations. Totally blows my mind. Paul could have whined and complained about all that was happening to him, but his Believing God was always in tact! He knew that God was good, and if HE allowed such things, then GREAT things of a larger magnitude was at stake. Can you think of anything greater than a lost soul coming to Christ?
Paul was imprisoned and his charge was following Christ, and telling others about HIM. Can you imagine the guards in the prison, knowing this, and still the man keeps going, and going, and going…(talk about energizer!)
I am convinced that without the mind of Christ, and Knowing the heart of God…this is where the rubber meets the road! Many claim to know HIM, but in the slightest discomfort, the whining, and complaining is unbelievable! Paul demonstrates a heart fixed on Christ, the author and perfector of his faith, and not the world.
Are we focused on the Kingdom? Are we all about ourself? or all about God? seems to me there is no middle of the road.
I have a collection of hats, gloves, and scarfs! These little kiddos come so bundled up to the bus stop they can hardly move. Very cute actually. But they leave these things behind, and will not claim them. Behind my seat looks like a yard sale! Not sure how long I need to keep them, but there they are.
My problem kids have all settled down and are now okay with the rules I have on the bus. Praying for these kids to have someone show them Jesus throughout thier day, and that none will leave here without HIM.
Driving in the ice is not fun, do-able but not fun. Its always a huge lesson in trust for me, and leaves me exhausted.
-little boy 7 stopped to tell me that he had a birthday and all the things he recieved,WOW that was alot of stuff for a birthday! I told him, “you got a lot for your birthday”…no he didn’t it was all made up, to impress the kids, and he tried it out on me first. Trying not to smile, I told him no one usually gets that much stuff for their birthday. Just be yourself.
-a little boy 9 years old, not sure what is his malfunction, but at times its just evil. He has promoted to my misbehaving seat, mostly for his own protection but from time to time I need to tell him to be quieter(loud outbursts of something I never heard before..strange), the other boys pound him from time to time, and I feel sorry for him although he starts it everytime. He asked me if I love Jesus, which kind of was out of no where…and then said his mom does too. But he thinks Jesus is strange…(now that is the pot calling the kettle black!) so he is my boy, up front with me everymorning and afternoon. He realized yesterday that its not because he is bad, he said “you kind of protect me here huh?” all I could say was, “I don’t want you to get hurt”. Don’t know what happened, but he became peaceful, less agitated, almost pleasant.
The power of GOD, and HIS plan are awesome, I am always amazed at how HE loves these children. I love them, but HE LOVES them.
One of my afternoon stops, an older Brown Lab, decides he loves the bus..I can see him running to the bus stop even before I am stopped. The little girl gets off the dog gets on…and lays next to my seat. The owners have to come out and pull him off my bus, he does not go willingly. The kids that are still on the bus, just laugh and laugh..It is funny and predictable.