Dear Father

To be held by You is the most important thing to me. This world has heartache...I have had my share and I have family and friends who have had the end of the day You are there...all through the tough moments You are there. I love you.

With All I Am (By Hillsong)

Facts vs. Truth

Must be a message God wants me to get and get good because this has been coming across my desk alot. The woman and the Word...She knows the truth and the truth sets her free. Regardless of the facts ... the economy is struggling which means almost everyone is struggling. The statistics on a lasting marriage are not that great...Yet God is in control. He began this world and He knows how to care for His own. Phil.4:19 and my God will provide all my needs in Christ Jesus. I think of Proverbs 31 this woman who feared the Lord knew that she could laugh at the days to come...did she know the facts about those future days? No...she only knew that her God was watching over her and would take care of her. The widow and her mite...she gave her little because she was aware of the One to whom she gave it. The woman who made her last cakes for the Prophet ... God provided for her for the rest of her life.
I am challenged to live more and more by the Truth of God's word rather than by the facts that scarily stare me in the face.

On His Chest

It's been a rough few days! Dealing with not being heard can make me crazy...make me lose my temper. I hate losing my temper...but it happens to the best of us I am sure. I have been feeling extrememly down over this inner struggle that rears its ugly head from time to time. I do not want to be in this place. I want to have self control ... remain calm ... stop think and then respond not react. Looks great on paper... OUCH when I try to do it. My husband Bruce seeing how down I was said simply would you like to lay on my chest for awhile.
There are moments when I know without a doubt my Abba my Savior is talking to me loud and clear. Burdened by my sin I laid down on His chest
Laid the weight of my struggle on Him
The punishment that was mine became His
Would you like to spend some time alone with Me for awhile?
There are no words needed just rest. Come to Me because I know you are weary and burdened...Take My yoke on you and learn from Me for I am humble and gentle and you will find rest for your soul for My yoke fits perfectly and the burden I give you is light(Matthew)
What burden does He give us? The burden of simple obedience maybe? The burden to care about the sin that so easily drags us down? He tells us in Phil. 4 not to worry about anything, but pray pray pray about EVERYTHING! Tell Him what you need and then thank Him.
I want a quick done with the sin that so easily catches me. He says rest...take the load off that you are carrying and take Mine instead. Simplicity: Come to ME...Take the rest I offer...carry a different burden...

I can not fix myself no matter how hard I try...But I can simply come and rest. I can know my triggers...know the warning signs...tired? Take a few minutes to chill before tackling the next task. Better to take a breather than fly off the handle and hurt those you love so incredibly much.
Alright so practical appie time: What I am going to do to MOVE ON!?!
I will write it out here:
I confessed my sin to Him I took responsibility for my actions.
I recognize this struggle is too big for me. If it took Him dying on the cross to redeem me... He knew this was going to need His help.
I come to You now Jesus. I lay down and rest. You know the desire You have placed in my heart to overcome. I recognize that I lost my temper because I did not feel heard. I understand I can not make people HEAR me. I look to You to help me let You change me. Teach me and help me to HEAR what people are saying to me.

Let a man set his heart only on doing the will of God and he is instantly free. No one can hinder him." (A.W. Tozer)
The Lord saw her,was moved with compassion and said Don't cry.
Don posted that tonight ... he said someone needs this... I did. Perhaps there are more so I posted it on mine.
God cares for me. That is the message that keeps replaying to me. Today in service I heard that message again. GOD CARES FOR ME. I shared that message with Connie on Friday.

Father, Thank You for sending Don's message my way.

Let all that I am

Letting all that I am hope in You, Lord...that's not easy. Watching my friends have their children is painful...I am happy for them truly happy...and so incredibly jealous. At the end of the day, where is my heart? Where is my greatest treasure? Some people tell me that this season is for a purpose...God has something greater for there anything greater than having children to nurture and love.
One thing I am learning from this season is a glimpse of the Father's heart. He went through torture for our souls and yet all of His children have not been "born" and He waits. He longs for His children more deeply than I can imagine. It breaks my heart that so easily I can get caught up in my routines that I forget how He longs for each of His children to come home to His arms. The desire in me to be a mom increases all the time. Father, You have given me a quick glimpse of Your incredible deisre to nurture each and every child You have made. Thank You for this season. I wouldn't trade it for anything...and yet my heart longs for my children.

Reflections of Psalm 62

"My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from Him. He ALONE is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will never be shaken."

Salvation makes me think of the cross. The price HE paid for my sin and the sin of the whole world. My heart's desire is to share His love so people can come to know Him.

Rock makes me think of the strength of the Lord. He is strong enough to handle the whole world so of course He can help me.

Fortress is a place where it is completely safe and it is where HE is.



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My husband Bruce and I have been married for almost 5 years. We recently moved to NC. We have 3 cats Bucky and Molly and Gracie.


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