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Hagar:God's plan

Does anyone know Hagar in the Bible? She has an amazing story and it was quite comforting to me this week as I read it and studied her journey. I have read it before, but as I was reading my daily devotional it talked of Hagar and her situation and really prompted me to look at it closer, so here it is. First of all Hagar was an Egyptian.  She was Sarah's slave or a better word, some refer to her mistress, or her handmaid.  Sarah could not conceive a child so she had Hagar sleep with Abram her husband, and wanted her to be a surrogate of sorts so that Abram would have a son. Once she conceived, Sarah was obviously upset, jealous, etc., and some theories imply that she humbled Hagar and some say that she "dealt harshly with her".  Well, Hagar fled and in the wilderness, but God and told her to go back.  8  And he said, Hagar, Sarai's handmaid, whence camest thou? and whither goest thou? And she said, I am fleeing from the face of my mistress Sarai. 9...

The Weeds

As I was pulling weeds the other day, something that I don't usually do. I have never been much of a gardener because I had so many other projects to do and raising a family, working and being with that family that I help raise... I just never made time. Well as I was pulling weeds I found it quite therapeutic might I add, and as I was pulling the weeds I began to contemplate and pray on family and things in my life and I thought about how the weeds are stubborn and bothersome like some things in our life and then there are the weeds that are harder to get up and that is like some things that even though you pray and pray and deal with it, it just won't go away. Some of them as I pulled, just the tops came off and I heard the words of my sister, Ali, well that is a solution but just a quick fix, just a band aid for the problem, if you want that weed gone, you must go in there after the roots and that my dear is a solution to this problem.  So I go in there after the root. As I ...

Warfare....

Wow.... can I say moving is stressful, new job, new town, ect... not only dealing with it on a personal note, but having two children and helping them deal with it too and a husband that's is dealing with change, and a lot of it might I add.... So the stress is on, good stress, motivational stress at times, but stress all the same. Then there is the spiritual battle I have been dealing with for a couple of months now, you know the one that gnaws at you deep down, the one you really can't fix without a lot of prayer, and coming to terms with some things within you, things you didn't want to let go of, or ever see happen but all the same they have and you must embrace it and go on with life and let God deal with it.... well that's where I am on a couple of levels and what is it really..... is it the way I think things should go, but they are not going that way? Heart issues that tear at you and you don't really have a good answer but you feel you have the right answe...

The difference

This morning as I was reading and praying, I came across a quote by someone"desperation leads to dependence on God" and I thought about that and how true it is. I can remember growing up as a pre-teen and teen, broken. I lived in a dysfunctional home and I felt defeated, sad and lonely most of my early years. But I had a grandmother that was a strong Christian. She was faithful. She prayed and she was a rock for my family. I like to think I took after her in a lot of ways, at least her determination. She was a widow and she was self sufficient and strong. I sometimes wonder what makes me different others?  Why do I have a strong connection to my faith, to Christ? I would have to give my grandma some credit for being an example but for also taking me to church. It was those years, though at the time I did not like going to church because I didn't feel like I fit in, but it was during that time I learned some dependency on Jesus Christ. He gave me hope in the darkness...

Mothers Day

  I can remember a time, when I wasn't sure if I would get to be a mother.  After loosing two children to miscarriage I would often think, "Lord, what have I done wrong to deserve this"?  Other people all around me having children and I would think, why do they have no problems, and I can't seem to keep a baby in my womb?? On a good day, I would bask in the peace of my Lord and Savior and trust him in knowing what was best for me and I guess that is how I got through the terrible experiences of loosing a child that was growing inside of me. Maybe God has something different or better in store for me, maybe now is not the right time..........................is wasn't.....................God knows and we have to trust.    It wasn't his timing, it wasn't the right time.  Lot's of tears later, here I am.....  I have two beautiful girls, today I spend a lot of time and energy on wishing I could be home more, be at more school functions, be around more, ...

A little perspective....

I started this blog because I like to write, I don't care if anyone reads it, but I am glad you do, I really just want to bring Joy to the Lord, as he has done so much for me. I titled it Each day is new, because each day is new, and it's such a gift....life that is,  and the renewal of sleep and rest and  if we have a bad day, or make a mistake, we can start each day new..... yes, life is  gift. I was feeling quite selfish recently feeling like I just didn't have enough "me" time or down time and feeling quite overwhelmed and this little poem came to me and I just sat in my car before work and prayed a minute realizing and reveling over the fact of how small my pitiful little life is and how BIG God is and it was all kinda put in perspective for me there in my car in prayer to Him. I am but a speck of dirt from the ground....  You Lord, are the wonder all around.  I am but grit, dust, dirt and clay....  You Lord, are peace, joy and hope for t...

How do you define yourself?

I can remember as a child, or young person, I was defined by my parents, and while that wasn't a bad thing, they were loving parents, we were poor and I grew up poor, with my Dad in my ear," if you want better, you have to do good in school and go to college." I began to define myself by my ambition, what I did in life, the career path I chose would define me and I was gonna have money and I was gonna be well thought of and I would be defined as such. I had dreams of being rich, working hard and enjoying the payoff. That's how I defined myself. Instead of that rich doctor or lawyer, I became a nurse, that's how I define myself and others define me -the nurse. Never became rich. As my children came along, I began to define myself as mom, my children's mom, that was the place I wanted to be, beside them, helping and teaching them, I didn't want to work a full time job, I wanted to be mom first, defined by mom. That whole career was out the window, ambi...