Another point of view

It's commonly heard "wait till your father comes home." What are we really saying? I don't have time to deal with this./ or are we saying, you don't have to listen to me I'm merely a women and men get the bigger respect.
Actually that is how I looked at it.( when I was the child) That is one reason, I suppose I was known as the stronger diciplinary parent.
Don't miss understand me, It takes both parents to guide a child, and the child needs to know the parents work together. This is for married parents as well goes the same for the divorced.
Please feel free to question my thoughts or ask your questions. I would love to hear from you

One Liners

Your life is what your thoughts make it.
Count your blessings not your troubles
Act rather than Re Act.

Remeber

When you were first placed in my arms; I gracefully held the gift from God.
I kissed your face and whispered these words in your tiny ear.

"Remember always the words the angels spoke to you."
"Remember what God placed in your heart before he sent you to me."

Daily, over the first year I would remind you to listen closely, keep your eyes on the angels that God gave you, to watch over you all the days of your life.
I never wanted you to forget. Never ever forget what it felt like hear God's angels softly in your ear.

I have forgotten.

I dream of hearing their voices.
I ask God for his own voices to be heard. My heart hears his words, or is it the memory of long ago?

Do not be afraid to ask God for the favor of his angels.
However never forget you were placed above them.
They are mysterious, this is true. But you my child; how very special you are. Above the angels with more power and value.

Do not take my word for the truth. Search it for yourself. Search out how God's plan was to make you holy.
You were to be set apart all other creations.
He trusted you to make choices to glorify him.
He trusted you with secrets and dreams.
Every dream your heart had was placed there by his love for you.
God believes in you, because you were made in his image.
Jesus once asked "Who do you say that I am?"

I ask you a similar question; "Who do you say you are?"

Self Thinkers

Selfishness looks the same on all people.
It is not attractive.
When we strive to prosper at the cost of others, or we consider only the effects of success in our best interest.
How then can we call ourselves selfless ones?
While I was talking with a friend who I admire and respect it looked as though she was warm and loving to all those around her. But for the first time I watched her speak of others and it was all too familiar with the same way I found myself speaking of others. We feel in our hearts we care and love all equally and yet our tone and speech does not imply the same.
I felt shame and conviction.
God want you forgive me and help me with this selfish nature I carry. My heart does not mean to be only thinking of my self, however I catch myself putting others after me and only listening to myself.
Self ishly I long to be Self less.

My first Writers Conferance.
It was September 11th, 2009, and I was about to enter a room full of what I had invisioned, well read, and known authors.
I felt intimated and feared I would truely make a total fool of myself. I knew that all I really had to do was to ask the Holy Spirit to give me clearity. So there I set in the car nervous and feeling scared to death.
I silently ask for Jesus to send his Holy Spirit to me I had a request, it went like this.

Lord Jesus, please confirm that it is your will and desire that I am to be a writer. Please make it clear if you are ready for me to carry your lessons to others, or close this door clearly so you can guide me to another field to serve you.
There I was among those strangers who embrassed me fully.

Now I have a published story in their book America Remembered. Well I suppose this is my book as well.

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Enjoy every story, and know without doubt God was ready for these stories to be joined together and he will place them in the homes of those who so desire.
Just another lesson. His timing not our own.

Being a Somebody

What is the difference from a nobody to a somebody?
A somebody is a person whom is known by many people across the land. Usually one who is well respected by their accomplishments. There have been many others who are "somebodies'" by their not so good deeds. With that thought however I began to think about all the so called no body's' that I personally know. In my heart they are even more than a "somebody". Let me try to explain.
First and foremost all of Gods chosen ones are somebodies'. They are very well known by the saints and the angels appointed by God. You can not get any higher reconnection than that. If that isn't enough, the lives they touch along the way will forever make them "somebodies'" on the hearts of others.
This thought of mine was provoked by my desire to introduce my Camden (my 12 year old grandson)to Mr Ted Turner. Mr. Turner once owner of the Atlanta Braves baseball team. Camden was named after his stadium, also after the stadium Camden Yards.
Camden was a awesome baseball player from the time he was 5 years old and even younger. Until he was benched due to a tragic ATV accident. The accident nearly cost him his right leg. It has put him in a wheel chair bond then to a walker, and with the hand of God this journey will take him back to his feet to walk again. Of course this will be in Gods timing.
I have spent many hours with Camden, and by his own nature, is a quit kid, he has shared his heart with me. As much as any 12 year old boy would.
Here is the moment I'd like to share. We were leaving his Physical Therapy appointment when I had picked up a large post card advertisement on a home for sale. A 4 acre 4 bedroom ginormous home. I picked it up because the agent pictured was not wearing a hair style that was most becoming, and I as a hairstylist felt it my duty to help her out. As I shared my thought with Camden he was shocked, and could not believe he was hearing grandmother say she'd actually tell a stranger she'd look better with her help. I had to chuckle a bit, and explained what I was thinking. A random invitation for a updated picture. He looked at the post card and began to read it. At 12 he wasn't concerned about the agent at all.
"Is this one house?" He ask, yes isn't it huge I answered. As he spoke with such confidence and belief his answer back to me was. "When I'm playing for the Atlanta Braves I'm gonna buy me a house like this. It's really cool"
I couldn't help but know in my heart that this in fact would one day be true. One day in the journey of Camden Turner Ray, he will walk out onto the Turner Field with a Atlanta Braves uniform, and his rank on earth will have the same status as his rank with the saints as a "somebody".

I would like for you to ask yourself. Are you a somebody? What is your definition of a somebody?

Do All Things To His Glory

If you are looking at me to be perfect because I am a child of God. You will not only be disappointed, but I also will be embarrassed and disappointed.
Being perfect and never doing wrong is not in me. It is not that I do not desire to be. It is not that I don't try to be better today than I was yesterday. It is all just because I am human.
I hope I do not disappoint you more often than I encourage you. My true heart desires to show you love, like that of Jesus, and grace like that of Gods.
Many times I will fail you I am certain, but with my heart to serve God and his people, I pray you will be blessed through Life Lessons.
Your own life lessons are the school of learning from the master himself.

I would like to encourage you to do all things today as if you were personally doing them for God.
Teach the children as though God their Father personally drove them to you.
Nurse and doctor them as though they were brought to your office in Gods arms.
When you are cutting their hair, chooseing their color, do it as though he were guiding your artistic hand.
If you are taking information for a service, or cashing out the purchases of another, I would encourage you to look into the eyes, or listen with the ear of Jesus.
Love those who need it most. They sometimes are not the ones that are easiest to love.

He is not Human

If God were as human as we sometimes try to box him into. Might he be saying "whinie little people, you will never be happy. You all but refuse to see the truth." He might even, (if human as we) put his tired feet down and simply say, "you go on along your way my friend, I am no longer concern for you."
Of course we all know this is not at all true. No indeed he is not human and I for one thank him for that.
Today I pray to the Holy of Holy. The God that sustains all.

Thank you Lord for loving the unlovable. (That would be me as it is also many others.) Your grace and forgiveness is everything that makes it possible for me to face the days. The many blessings that we all have received over our time here on your earth. Lord you are by far more than we deserve. So many are hurting and my heart hurts for them. Personally things for me are not nearly as bad as they could be and for that alone I am thankful.
Lord I ask that you protect my family from evil. That you surround them with a protective shield. Watch over my daughters while they go through the days feeling as they carry the world upon their shoulders.
If it be your will God I ask that a Godly man would be given to them. I pray that my grandsons' are all being molded to be Godly men to serve you, as well as your people here on earth.
I pray that the hearts of my daughters and granddaughters will seek out only the man that has a heart for you.

(I stopped here during my prayer the Lord interrupted my heart with words he wanted me to share)

If God were human, As Christians remembered what God allowed to happen to his only son. Would we simply say , "oh here take my boy!" This is where we knowingly admit and acknowledge GOD is Not human.

Father God of this entire Universe. The one and the only living creator, I know that all things are possible for you. The things we can explain but most of all the things we can not.

Cancer runs threw our nation. Evil runs threw the hearts as silently as cancer does to a body. We pay no attention to the signs. We completely ignore the ones that are bluntly in our faces, and then we cry out "Lord Help".

As we grow we get up onto our knees and we rock. We get a little adventurous, and we take one hand and raise it up. We grab hold and even as we are too young to speak any known language we think it over. The possibilities of, can I stand up? What if I fall?

Each one of us go through this, unless you are stuck on your knees and I am not talking about praying knees here. After we have bravely acquire our position to take the challenge and pull ourselves up we become more self confident and wonder if we can in fact move one foot at a time, and holding no more we let go and the amount of freedom that over comes us is better than that first warm bottle of milk.

This is the beginning of total independence we must think. And it is. After all watch the faces and the sounds of the wiser of us all clapping and shouting LOOK, LOOK, Shes walking.

Many many lessons are taught this way.

Now here I stand in (literally) the middle of my life. I have pulled myself up, I seek my Fathers face for encouragement and approval. I fear I will fall. Problem now is if I fall at this point of life lessons it is not just my head that gets bruised. Now when I fall others fall with me.

Father I ask that while you stand with me just the presence of your Holy Spirit is what will keep me up right and that I am pleasing to you. I pray in behalf of family, friends, and neighbors that you also let them feel your Spirit to hold them up. Let not your children fall Father. Lest one is not more valuable than another.

Lord hear my heart cry out for you, hear and answer our souls to be rested in the palm of your hands. May we acknowledge that all things appearing larger than life is never larger than you oh God of all.

So here I am, wondering if it is necessary to let go, stand up and feel the freedom I felt as a toddler, or stay in my comfort safety zone and trust not.
I need the powers of the Holy Spirit to stand along side me today as always and forever more.

Do you try to make God fit into a human nature?
Do you allow him to be bigger than your troubles?
What has you doubt his powers?
Can you imagine being free of the fears?

Trust Him Always, Go into his words.
He is not Human

Now I Know

Each one of us today represents the grace and the love God showers over his people.
This is something we all might ponder about for a few moments. Let us not forget that we did not show up here by mistake. We are here for the moment of truth, learning, and teaching.
It is a great day to remember Jesus came, he taught, and he confirmed that the God we serve is not dead.

A year ago some of my worst night fears became facts and reality. I never left the side of Christ, praying and crying, and sometimes even getting in his way. But all in all even with the pain that is still inside I have learned so much about how God works things out for the good of all, and giving each one the opportunity to give all the glory to him.

I now know that traditions have no value if the heart isn't behind the celebration.
I now know that death is not the end of everything, it is sometimes the beginning of a hard lesson you were meant to learn.
I now know that when we paint a mind picture that reflects what we feel and how we respond to others in a situation, it looks totally different when we paint our self in that very scene, and time.
I now know that to be free of your own past, you must free others of their past.
This is what we call forgiveness.

If this confuses you and you have no clue how to put your mind around this round of jammier. I challenge you to go back to a conversation you might have had about another and put yourself in the same time with the same events and what others would say about you. There are many times things look different when it is us who is in the middle of the happenings and we should willingly and passionately give grace and love in abundance. After all isn't that the lessons Jesus himself taught?

What past hurts are you holding onto?
What hurts have you caused that you have not yet found the right moment to extend an apology for?
What celebration or tradition was met with more importance on the food the presentation and less on the reason for the celebration?

Just a few things to think about, while going threw life's lessons.

May God bless you always.

Easter

Many times I have wondered just why is it we have a rabbit delivering eggs and chocolate bunnies on the morning our saviour conquered death. Now my eight year old granddaughter is asking me that very question.
So the research began, and shocked yet not so surprised. It was those pagans again. You know the ones, they are responsible for slipping into the festivities of our celebrations at Christmas and Easter.
Way back in time written in the books of Judges and Kings and Samuel, they all record where the pagans worshiped many gods. Easter,(Ishtar)she was known as the mother of Baal. You have heard of her right? She was the goddess of nature and fertility. Now are you starting to see it? So here it is spring time when new birth of flowers, and baby chicks, and the rapid reproduction of the rabbits. This is actually a tribute as I understand it to the fertility of new beginnings.
The rabbit and the eggs as I see it takes away from honoring the resurrection of Jesus.
I am going to continue to reasearch and study from scripture to get full understanding but if you'd like to read and study for yourselves, Here are some of the places I went. 1 King 14 - 24 and Jer. 19:5 Judges 2 and 10.
I also googled Baal and Ashtoreth.
I am still studing and think you should too. It's interesting and it is well with my soul. I feel that God is pleased with me when I study his words and learn his heart and desires.
Stay posted as I learn more of this great and wonderful event. Celebrate the wonder of Gods grace and perfection to love us enough.

Articulate Mother

Where might you begin if asked to articulate a Mother? How many differnt textures and colors would you need? How might you design her if you where the artist?
Being a mother should never be taken lightly.
The greatest award given for the hardest requirments known to mankind, and rewards by far out weigh the cost.
No one actually sees beyond the surface of the duties and time put into being a mother.
I personally embrace the postion with passion. I am honored knowing God allowed me to be a mother. I beleive only a mother could do all that is required of her.
Watch while God kisses the face of the little ones at play, then as the rain drops wash their tears away.
Many colors I would need and even more textures are in need to articulate a mother. Remembering Mothers day is more about the honor that the Bible teaches us. Honor your Mother and Father it is written.

Something to think about

Easter is in just a few weeks, the event of Jesus raised from the dead after 3 days. The event came with Traditions. Many households share in family dinners, baskets filled with colorfully decorated eggs..... Wait. What does baskets full of eggs and a 6ft rabbit have to do with the Resurrection of Christ?
This isn't the first time I have ask this question. It still bewilders me to think who came up with this tradition?
My question is this. How important is the event in relationship to the tradition?
I would like you to ponder that thought, not just about Easter, but also the other traditions and events you and your family have.
Birthdays, Christmas, Forth of July, Thanksgiving, the list is endless. Just think for a minute and go deep inside your heart and soul ask your self the question.
I got a little teary eyed, and humble when I thought about the traditions that took over the events in my life. Maybe it's just me.
Gave me something to think about.

Let me take the speck from your eye

Come sit beside me, let me tell you a story, one you might relate to. Everyone has a story, similar as they are, each one has a different twist, a different set of circumstances. It's the similarity that connects us to one another.
Each morning I awake and begin my day asking God to show me how I might help my family and friends see the ways of our Lord more clearly. Each morning he guides me to a place in his written word where He speaks to me.
I was taken back a bit when He took me to Luke 6: 41&42.
You see I am always trying to fix the other person. But in the NIV translation of His Book It is written;
Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye. How can you say to your brother, "Brother let me take the speck out of your eye when you yourself fail to see the plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your eye, then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brothers.
So here in the hour alone with Christ the words pierced my heart. I am working harder at finding fault with others and thinking I must have the answers to repair those in need, yet my Lord is trying to make me still so he can pull the plank out of my own eye to see Him more clearly.
So many times I ask the Lord to search my heart. He defiantly searched it out this morning.
Are you willing to allow him to search yours?

The Cabbage Patch Story

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