God Told Me To Do It

One thing I’ve been getting really tired of hearing lately is people saying God told me to do it. Normally I don’t think twice on this particular matter but I’ve been hearing it a little too much from the church where my kids go to youth group. My daughter was telling me that a boy from the church felt like they needed to be at the park last night, consequently making her late getting home. If they hadn’t of been there a fight would have broken out with one of their friends. I’m glad they stopped the fight before it happened, but quit blaming God. It’s one thing to be inspired by the word and something completely different to have a deity conversing with you. And if you’ve been inspired by the Word, call home and let your parents know what is going on, for crying out loud. It’s also written “Honor thy father and thy mother.” I don’t think I’m being too difficult on this matter since there are plenty of cell phones available now. All you have to do is look around and see that almost every other teenager you come across has one.

Dreamtimereaders: The Fruit of the Spirit

Dreamtimereaders: The Fruit of the Spirit: "While preparing my lesson on Joshua and Caleb, I was distracted by a lesson on the Fruit of the Spirit and made me think. I've been in churc..."

The Fruit of the Spirit

While preparing my lesson on Joshua and Caleb, I was distracted by a lesson on the Fruit of the Spirit and made me think. I've been in church all my life and never really understood what being touched by the Spirit meant.With me and my wild imagination, I assumed it meant some supper power all thanks to growing up in the 80's. We would go to revival meetings and I would watch as the pastor touched people. When he did this they would start dropping to the ground like flies. Of course there was always someone behind them to catch them when they fell. I thought it ment driving out demons and turning bread into water. Pretty lame thinking I guess.
But as I started reviewing the Fruit of the Spirit, I realized his spirit has been with me all along. The Fruit of the Spirit is really the physical manifestation of a Christian's transformed life. The physical attributes of the Spirit are love, joy, peace, long suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, and temperance. Since I have grown up in the church and always loved the Lord, I discovered that I've always had these traits most of my life. Looking back, I also realized when God had been developing those traits in me as well so that I would be able to grow. It was a heartfelt revelation for me realizing that the Spirit has been with me all this time.
Remember the phrase What Would Jesus Do? Well, when you have the Fruit of the Spirit, you will be automatically inclined to do what Jesus did. Remember, We don't always get to see the fruit of our labors, but when the Spirit is present in you God is using you.

All things work out for good for those who love the Lord.

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No Doublt, Joshua Had Faith, You Should Too

The spies frightened the people by their report. What spies? What people? What report? Two of the spies, Caleb and Joshua, tried to encourage the people. They told them that with the Lord's help they were well able and that the Lord would give them the good land. But the people were still afraid, and they were told that they must live in the wilderness till forty years were passed from the time of leaving Egypt, and until the faithless people had died, before they could go into the promised land. (Num. 14:26-34) So they lived a long time in the wilderness about Kadesh. You will often hear of the forty years in the wilderness. (Exod. 16:35; Deut. 8:2)

I will be leading class at my women's meeting Tuesday night and I thoutgh I would talk about faith. Joshua had faith but because of everyone's else's fear and disbelief, he had to wander the wilderness for 40 years. Thats a long time to wait for God to fullfill his promises. Abraham had to wait longer though. As I get close to my 40th birthday, I'm reminded of this.

I feel as if all my life I have wandered in the wilderness as well, wondering what my purpose is and just wanting to be of some service to God. When I lost my dad to cancer, I spent many nights drunk because I realized I had to grow up. I've since quit drinking but, still felt lost and alone. I slept alot.

Then one night on my way home from work, I was hit by a truck. I should have died that night and I was ready to go. I was tired of always having to struggle. My kids didn't even give me enough purpose to go on. The pain was overwhelming. I tried to keep my eyes closed, but the annoing voice of an ambulance assistant kept telling me to open my eyes. I told her later laughing, that I resented her for it.

About two years later, I was forced to get inernet access to find a lawyer to help me, and that is when I first started playing on the computer and blogging. That was when I truly found purpose and what I'm ment to do. I have stories that need to be told; stories of faith and hope. Here is one such story:

Like Joshua, I was once able to spy in enemie territory, and because of my faith, a life was saved that day. A friend of mine had ask me to come with her to an abortion clinic. She didn't want to tell her family or have the child but, she didn't want to go alone either. I agreed, honored that she chose me and secretly hoping that I would be able to change her mind. She also had told me that I wasn't changing her mind, as if she could hear my thoughts. We were able to enter with no problem, dispite the picketers outside, and I was able to listen to several of the women there. After a while, I was finnaly able to connect with a young lady who was confused and didn't feel like she would make a good mom. I told her my story! Several years back, I was a mother of three children going through a divorce when I found out I was pregnant again. Even though I cried about it and wondered how I was going to manage, the thought of abbortion NEVER entered my mind. Because of that decition, I was blessed with a baby boy who was so happy and well adjusted. I called him my sunshine baby.

She thanked me for talking to her and it was time for everyone go in the back and see the doctor or what ever they do back there. I was almost in tears by that point and left the lobby, trying not to think of all the children that would be killed that day. The picketers were singing an old hymnal while holding hands outside. This gave me the courage to go back in and wait on my friend. When she came out, she said she had took the pill and it was time to go. So with a heavy heart, I started to put on my coat. Then the young lady I'd talked to earlier came up to me and wispered in my ear" I didn't do it, thanks."

You don't always know who your going to influence, but that day I was given a great gift of knowlege. Because of my faith and willingness to help a friend, a child is alive today. The picketers outside did not know the good they did that day, but I did. Things my have turned out very diferently if I hadn't gone, but remember, it only takes a little bit of faith to move a mountain or even save a life.

I'm finnishing My Book today, I hope

Now that school is finally in and all of the summer chaos over, I have started writing again. Since my previous updates on the book I'm writing, I am happy to say that by the end of tonight it will be well over 20,000 words. It now has a really good conflict scenario and about half a dozen new characters. The bad news for me at least, is that it is not turning out to be a teen/young adult book. There is no sexual content, but it does have adult situations included, as well as adult language, an violence. Its a small amount when taken in context with the storyline, but I just don't see it ending up in my kids school library now. I don't want to change it ether.
Today I am celebrating by splurging on a soda pop. Its been at least two weeks since I've had one and it was my last dollar so there is not going to be any more pop in the house until pay day. The yard is getting mowed today thankfully and its so nice outside that I'm regretting having to spend my day indoors writing. I keep telling my self that after today, I can take a break from it all while its getting edited. And if any more news stories pop up that peak my interest, I will just blog about then and try to generate idea's for my next book.
Have a wonderfully day everyone.

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Sunday, Aug. 15

It has been a very busy day at Cracker Barrel and I'm glad my shift is finally over. Since its been a while that I have worked on a Sunday, I think I may have over did things a bit. My knee really started hurting about 1 o'clock. Usually it feels like I'm being kicked in the knee and then the pain quickly retreats, but today it just kept on hurting until I finally broke down to get some pain medicine. But with a double dose of pain medication and a little sleep I should be fine in a little bit.
The kids have all taken off to youth group, the house is trashed, the dog upset because he is in his cage at the moment but I'm looking forward to a nice quiet evening of writing, after I take a nap. Despite the pain, I'm still feeling pretty good. I've, for the most part, given up drinking pop and stick to water, tea and coffee now. Because of this I'm feeling more energetic than I used to. I'm not even missing it now. I quit drinking it to save money but now I think I'm getting the added benefit of losing weight as well. Atleast I hope so. That would help me out a lot when it comes to the aches and pains.
My book is coming along nicely. I hope to finish the revisions by Tuesday at the latest, before I have my brother edit it again. It has also been drawing a lot of interest from friends at work as well. Thank you guys for your support!
My book started out by me just wanting to tell the story of my accident but, it has turned into so much more. I started writing for fun, but when I'm hit with painful days, I secretly wish it will do well selling so I can cut back at work. It may just be a dream, but its my dream. I would love for Kirk to quit work and be able to take care of him. I would love to be able to get his teeth pulled so that he can feel healthier and live a long life. I would love to be able to get my kids nice things and spend more quality time with them as well.  I've also seen the problems associated with wealth, and I'm afraid. Much of what we have been through is what has kept us close all these years, and I don't want to loose that. There is only one thing to do in a situation like this; that is to trust in the Lord.

The Storm

It's almost time to pick up Kristen, but I'm delaying my venture out due to the ongoing storm outside. It's raining rather heavily and the windows shake from the occasional booming outside. Our lights and fans dim and slowdown reapedly, threatening to go out on us. Thankfully its not dark out anymore but still kind of slick out there. As I sit here at the computer, starring out my window, I notice that the leaves on our trees are waving at me. I playfully imagine and undulating green monster trying to creep by the house or a large green dragon head waiting to devour anyone who might possibly pass by. Of course it would have to be a kind of shaggy dragon head, perhaps with scales that hang down like dreads. That's kind of funny. Oh well, I must be going now.

The Harpie

In my dream last night, I was a Harpie  named Arie flying through the night sky. The trees are beautiful as I skim the edge of the blurring woods. The moon is full and there is a small pond below filled with fish on their hunt for the various insects flipping and jumping in and out of the water. My mouth starts to water as I swoop down to snag a nice sized trout with my teeth. Quick as lightning, I am able to snag my prey. The water's edge is calm and there are no predators close by so I decide its is safe to eat my meal on the shore. My sharp talons reach out for a nearby branch. I am able to do a complete flip to re-adjust my angle and nearly breaking the branch before landing in a nice grassy patch. Tearing into the flesh of this tender trout, I start to wonder If I am the only one around. I don't recall seeing any other Harpies. Why haven't I seen others like me? Picking a fish bone from my teeth, I quickly decide that its not important. The few humans that I've seen in my time had always acted like a defensive preditor, running away from me and snarling or trying to hurt me with a weapon of some sort. Its somewhat sad because I've never thought of hurting anyone.

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Lots Of Good things Going On

Things really seem to be looking up for me this week. Apart from getting a pre-owned car, school starting, and getting a letter from Ed, I've really enjoyed everything this week. There is still so much to do now like cleaning house again, working on my book and playing taxi cab driver I can honestly say that I feel good about myself for a change. Deciding to purchase the car was a tough choice for me since my father had always told me that the only thing worth financing is a home and I've always respected his input. But I had to realize that I really needed reliable transportation and that he had also bought a new car for my mother once. With that being said, I feel I've made a good choice.
The one thing I'm missing the most right now is my spellchecker. Since I had to go purchase some good antiviral software and had to delete some things, I don't have a spellchecker on my blog sights. You may already have noticed this and sorry about the inconvience.
I recieved a letter from Ed yesterday and he said that he is doing well, and that boot camp isn't that bad. Before he left, I had to get him some contacts since he broke his glasses a a concert. He had informed me that they threw them away after he arived, but provided him with a new pair of glasses. Thankfully he is not walking around blind. I really did hate spending $75 dollars for the contacts knowing that he would only need them for a week, but it would have been pointless to get new glasses. He would have been shipped out before the new ones arived.
I really need to take a nap now before I go pick up Kristen at Tucker. I worked last night and having a rainy moring isn't helping me stay awake at the moment.

Blogging

As with all struggling artist, my weekly situation contiues to have its ups and downs.School will be starting next week and I'm hoping at least some of my time will be freed up. My head is buzzing with ideas on how to complete my book and I'm really excited about that. On the down side of thing, my car is falling apart. I need breaks, new latches for my doors, and now a starter.Oh the shame of dealing with old cars. Calling my mother for a ride home from work is not one of my favorate "to do" things on my list.
     Right now I've been looking online to see about financing a vehicle and things seem at the moment fairly positive. Its too bad that I have to much going on at the moment to be creative, but hey, this is one of the reasons that we blog. At least for writter to generate ideas for future projects. It has been most helpfull to me.

Behold The Glory

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You know, I could get on here and write about all the bad things that happen to me. Like the family member who has never known how to show any real tact or sensitivity to my feelings. Feelings of neglect, abandonment, as well as all the rude people that I've encountered today. Like the woman who yelled at me and said that I didn't know how to drive. I thought I was being considerate since I signaled about 600 feet before the left turn came up and, slowed down to about 45 mph. I've always been taught that that is defensive driving. She was fortunate that I was distracted by other things or I would have rammed my van into her car and driven her off the road. Both my driver and passenger door quit latching for me today and I've had to tie them shut. It is rather difficult to get in the van using the sliding door. Yea, my day has been a little frustrating and I would not have made it through with a dry eye if it wasn't for Kirk and my kids.

That brilliant full moon out tonight could explain it all. At least that was my first thought. But you know, this night is absolutely gorgeous outside. I would like for you to behold the glory that was presented to me.

The full moon is absolutely brilliant and bright. The dimming night time sky was filled with grey, pink and white streaks that appeared to have been painted by and invisible hand. The lightning fast shooting star that shot out in front of me to lead me home after dropping Kirk off at work. The air outside is now the perfect temperature, not too hot or cold. The mysterious planet Venus hovers above as the first star out tonight.

While sitting outside today preparing for Ed's boot camp BBQ before he left, we were blessed with a wondrous light rain. The taste was cooling, fresh, and sweet. I stood outside with my face to the sky to momentarily bathe in it's refreshing mist, smoothing my hair back as it fell from the sky. Oh the simple things in life that help us to forget out troubles, even for a moment.

Have you ever heard of the word Mizpah? It is what Ed's recruiter recently had tattooed on the back of his arm. It is Hebrew and the simplest way to explain it is a bond between two people. Sort of like the heart that is broken in two and shared between loved ones or friends. It is a beautiful word and despite all of the troubles of the day, I too have Mispah. Friends and loved ones who are there for me and I am thankful.

This is my first blog for this site. Yea it's going to be stupid and short because I have to go to bed, but there will be better ones in the furture.