....is to our GOD!
As it always should be!
Now here's my story and then here's the actual story for today's post.
My story: These past couple of days I have been facing quite a few challenges. However even in the midst of these trials & tribulations some of which have left me without a minute of sleep in the past two nights.. I'm able to rejoice in the love God has for me. He is my best friend and my complete and total comfort. Something the human mind and heart just aren't capable to understand... but he can, and he does. His love never fails. Never gives up on me.
*You brought me this far
So why would I question You now?
You have provided
So why would I start to doubt?
I've never been stranded, abandoned
Or left here to fight alone..
So I'm giving You ( TOTAL) control
The real story: I'd skimmed through an article on the Daily Mail about this little boy in Atlanta who was kidnapped earlier this week.. I didn't click on it though.. Today as I opened up my browser I see it made top news on Yahoo! Watching the video that came along with the post was so intense.. I got shivers. Long story short. This little boy in ATL was lured by a man offering him some money, he was then kidnapped.. as his kidnapper drove for three hours.. this little boy did not fear.. even in his dismay.. he praised God.. he sang the same gospel song for those same three hours.. Non stop. Not even once. He was told many time to shut the front door.. but he kept going. He knew, he would be ok.. because even in the middle of pain, and disaster.. his name should ALWAYS be praised..!! The kidnapper eventually threw the little boy out of his car and told him not to tell anyone. Sure a lot of people and media will look at it like, "He annoyed the man" No he did not annoy the man, he annoyed the spirit living inside that man. Because The Bible says everyone one day will know of his work and of his name. There is no hiding. There is no excuse. That man was convicted in the middle of his sin, simply by being reminded that 'Every Praise is to our God'.
I Thank God, a million time for his love, grace and mercy that he shows to us all each and every single day.. and even though this week has been quite a struggle seeing God at work just picks me right up.. turn out this little boy was released just in time safe and sound before his 10th Birthday.. Thank You Jesus.
April 23, 2014
April 21, 2014
That never really seems to be a good idea.. can you imagine being in a foreign country and completely agreeing to something like that? How scary and terrible would that be?
I can't even imagine.
However sometimes you have to.
There's this little light I have been praying for, because I can see what this light is capable of and just how bright it can shine. It takes me back a bit, to my Grandma and how she always made it a point from day one to instill the Love & Fear of God in me. Until the day she died she always pushed me in that direction.. now there we're times when I didn't want her to push me. There we're times where I really was annoyed at the fact that she kept talking about God and The Bible.. I remember one time (one long time) I was caught up in sin.. deep deep sin.. I couldn't seem to escape and get out of. She was over at the house and just talking catching up as we always did.. Grandma said we should pray.. and my spirit was crying out "YES PLEASE HELP US WE DESPERATELY NEED YOU JESUS" but my flesh wanted nothing to do with it. Either way I bowed my head and prayed.. and as she spoke, I just wanted to confess everything I had been doing. I felt so unworthy just even praying along with her.. but I didn't.. & I kept quiet and said Amen.. Which brings me to now.. It took a while but I finally found redemption, love and forgiveness. I continue each and every day to live out my life the way Christ has called me to do so.. I make mistakes along the way too.. because I'm not perfect.. none of us are and none of us will ever be. I so desperately wish Grandma was here to see this. To see the seed she planted when I was an 8 year old has blossomed and is continuing to blossom each and every day.. She would be so proud. I just now she would be. Today I see why she pushed me.. why she always read scripture to me, why she always wanted me to go to church.. why she always wanted to pray with me.. She saw my potential. I am a God fearing woman. I wasn't born this way, I was taught to be one, by a great Prayer Warrior who loved her God above all things.
Back to this little light.. just like a candle when the wick makes initial contact with the fire it slowly and dimly flickers.. I see this little light and its faith... flickering. It is weak. Here I come everyday barging in with my 1,000 matches ready to set it on fire. & It isn't ready to be fully lit. My heart breaks for this little light.. I'm afraid this little light will get rained on by one of those huge storms. But in the lyrics of MercyMe..
"But if that's what it takes to praise you.. Jesus bring the rain."
April 18, 2014
Earlier today I was surfing TV channels on our cable.. as we don't have many just a few and truthfully most of the time we watch Netflix.. I came across the movie "The passion of Christ" I remember it being a hot title back in the day.. it was all the rage. As a child I was not really allowed by my parents (mom) to watch.. however it has always intrigued me. So of course, when I realized I had the option to record the movie I took it. Much to my dismay... it only recorded the last hour.. but it actually kind of worked out... because I only could watch the first 45 seconds.. as it resumed at exactly the part where Jesus is about to be nailed to the cross. I felt my stomach drop.. literally. I felt a weird churning sensation.. I made the comment to my husband and he says "Its just a movie".. For a brief second I was more than willing to agree.. but then I realized that yes it was movie.. however.. it is being portrayed mildly.. compared to what Jesus had to endure..I said to him "Yes, this is a movie but you've heard Pastor Barry say it was 1,000,000 x worse in real life..." I personally don't think I'm brave enough to sit through the whole movie this evening.. I am heart broken just thinking of everything Jesus had to endure for all of our sins.. every time we think something bad about someone, or gossip, or lie, or steal.. or whatever sin it is.. his blood shed for us.. and yet he continues to love us so much and pour this amazing and abundant love, grace and mercy... It's quite overwhelming.
Praise you Father, for all that you have done.
"Jesus said, "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing."
April 11, 2014
What is up with all these emotions that continue to somehow make their way into my heart and mind?
Go, A W A Y!
The past couple of days have been going great Thank God! Yesterday was extra special. I met up with a former co worker for lunch and we had such a pleasant time catching up & discussing our spirtitual battles we are currently facing. It's so comforting having a girlfriend in God. We vowed to pray over each others woes and to stay in touch. It was so lovely.
Later in the afternoon I came home and made chiles rellenos with beef and raisins.. It was super yummy!
|Mexican Chiles Rellenos|
My Momma taught me well :)
|The husband got home from work and worked out whilst I watched TV.. ( how encouraging I know..) I then ( yet again) found something to occupy myself with.. I went into my office / makeup room and decided I should clean out my purse..|
|The most shocking thing I found...?|
A packet of Oreo's. Don't even ask.. I have no idea how they got there, either..
Right this very second I'm laying in bed.. contemplating a nap vs. actually getting up and dressed..
Yoga relaxes me so much.. I can't help but crave a nap..
|Pink Yoga Mat ♥|
Be Thankful, Be Blessed.