tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44389283795538970032024-03-14T03:57:47.207-05:00Lessons From Aisle 12Wife, Mother, Friend, Writer, Speaker
Lessons From Aisle 12-How God teaches one ordinary mom life's greatest lessons-even in the aisle of the grocery store.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.comBlogger434125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-68420463166913109742019-04-01T17:27:00.001-05:002019-04-01T17:27:13.078-05:00Fixer Upper My poor little neglected blog. Thought I might have to blow the cobwebs off my little corner of the interwebs to find it.<br />
<br />
Frankly, for a while now I've thought about deleting it and my facebook page that goes with it, because I just wasn't sure I had anything to say anymore.<br />
<br />
I cannot recount all the reasons why the past couple of years have been difficult, if you don't know<br />
<br />
feel free to scroll through and read some posts about the 'whys'. If you've been following our story,<br />
<br />
know for everything you know there's probably 10 other situations you don't. <br />
<br />
It's just been allot. Fear, exhaustion, doubt, distrust all left me thinking I no longer had anything to<br />
<br />
say.<br />
<br />
But, the past few months (and don't get me wrong they haven't been easier) I have felt the 'old' me<br />
<br />
beginning to come back to life. A spark here or there, left me thinking 'Oh I've got some words about ________'.<br />
<br />
But, then I still couldn't get the words out from my brain to my fingers and keyboard.<br />
<br />
This past January I couldn't even come up with a word to focus on for the year.<br />
<br />
Even though for years now I've done so, the task of picking and praying about a word to focus on for<br />
<br />
the year just seemed to daunting. My only thought/prayer for 2019 was 'please be kind to us'.<br />
<br />
But then God. <br />
<br />
Most of the moments in my life worth the retelling can begin with those three words.<br />
<br />
But then God.<br />
<br />
The word Restore keeps coming up over and over again.<br />
<br />
I opened a home (for now ;) ) bakery in November out of need for our family to pay some of my<br />
<br />
husbands medical bills. I have been baking since I was a kid and as a teenager was always making<br />
<br />
something for some event or friend. But, life had marched on and I just got out of the habit<br />
<br />
and forgot my love and enjoyment of creating something in the kitchen that brought people<br />
<br />
joy. (Seriously, who's ever mad to receive a pie or cake or cookies??) But, out of this great need<br />
<br />
for my family, the joy of something I loved was restored to me.<br />
<br />
What a gift.<br />
<br />
On top of this great gift, a friendship I NEVER thought could be repaired much less restored, God<br />
<br />
has brought healing too. . .and not even just healing, although that would have been more than<br />
<br />
enough - He added the gift of laughter and true friendship.<br />
<br />
After 28 years, he restored that relationship. Of all the miracles in my life I didn't see coming, that<br />
<br />
one ranks right up there at the top of the list. And how the healing and restoration came about is<br />
<br />
to long to tell here, but God used my dear son and a need he had in his life to bring it about and<br />
<br />
that will never not make me smile and shake my head at the wonder of God's ways and timing.<br />
<br />
<br />
Two years ago I stepped down from formal ministry at my church, in doing so many of my speaking<br />
<br />
opportunities dried up as well. I was confused about why God was moving in this way. . .Women's<br />
<br />
Ministry is my passion . . .I just couldn't wrap my head around why He would take that from me.<br />
<br />
Of course self doubt reared it's ugly head-it's because I'm not good enough, no one wants to hear<br />
<br />
what you have to say, there are so many other more qualified people out there. . .the list goes on<br />
<br />
and on. (I'm sure you have your own list. . .Satan loves a list and uses us to write it and read it<br />
<br />
over and over to ourselves.)<br />
<br />
Once again, but then God. Slowly, but surely he is restoring and frankly recreating my ministry<br />
<br />
as well. Showing me how much of 'ministry' happens outside of the church walls. He keeps<br />
<br />
bringing opportunities and situations to me that leave me looking around wondering 'is this really<br />
<br />
happening'?!?! And guess what, often in the aisle of the grocery store. Of course.<br />
<br />
In fact one night -and trust me when I tell you that you wouldn't believe me if I told you what<br />
<br />
happened. . .I just laughed out loud as I left the store, just praising Him along the way saying over<br />
<br />
and over again OF COURSE YOU BROUGHT ME BACK TO AISLE 12!!<br />
<br />
There have been other things too during this time, things I'm still processing. How I can keep<br />
<br />
being amazed by them is only a testament to God's complete and total grace. There isn't one thing<br />
<br />
in my life that makes me deserving of any of it-but yet over and over again He's so good to this crazy<br />
<br />
girl.<br />
<br />
Are things perfect now and suddenly we have no health worries or medical bills? No. They never<br />
<br />
will be this side of heaven.<br />
<br />
But, just like all the trees and spring flowers, I can feel myself waking up again from a long cold<br />
<br />
nap. Slowly, He is restoring my heart and the places in my life that I never thought could or would<br />
<br />
be. . .some I didn't even know needed to be.<br />
<br />
<br />
One of my favorite things to watch is HGTV especially Fixer Upper, and I'm reminded as they restore<br />
<br />
those old houses that it takes time, that they often uncover things they never knew were a problem.<br />
<br />
That's where I'm living right now. Right in the middle of my own fixer upper with the Carpenter<br />
<br />
restoring me.<br />
<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-82588678768613750602018-08-21T18:02:00.001-05:002018-08-21T18:02:29.250-05:00Driving In The DarkMy family and I live in the heart of suburbia.<br />
<br />
A very well lit community. Which is usually a good thing-until you'd like to view stars or in our case, see the Perseids meteor shower, then that requires a drive out to the country.<br />
<br />
Which is exactly what we did. We drove. And then we drove some more, because the first spot we chose still wasn't dark enough.<br />
And then we drove some more because the road we were on was still a bit busy and distracting.<br />
<br />
We finally found the perfect dark, isolated spot. ( not what I'm usually looking for when it comes to parking)<br />
<br />
All that driving in the dark on roads we were unfamiliar with. . .well frankly can (and did) leave me feeling sick and slightly anxious.<br />
<br />
After a few minutes of stillness though, my stomach settled and my mind quieted and I began to look.<br />
<br />
It took some time though for my eyes to adjust, even though my husband had driven us to the perfect viewing spot. My eyes, not acquainted with the darkness took some to see what was beautifully laid out before me in the dark summer sky.<br />
When they did finally adjust though. . .WOW what amazing beauty; the stars, the meteors streaking through the sky. All the time, effort and even discomfort was worth it all.<br />
<br />
God put on a spectacular show.<br />
<br />
I've been thinking about that evening for the past couple of weeks. I've been thinking about how it compares to our journey this past couple of years as a family and for me personally this past year.<br />
<br />
In so many ways it feels like we've been driving and driving in the dark. In the dark on roads we are unfamiliar with. . .that frankly with all the ups and downs makes me sick to my stomach sometimes.<br />
Sometimes, I feel like either we are already there, or for sure should be-because surely we've been driving long enough! Or feeling like this spot must be good enough, surely I can see what He is trying to teach me from here.<br />
And yet, further on we go. Further on into the darkness.<br />
<br />
I would be dishonest if I said I see the beauty all time.<br />
I don't. Anxiety-something I never struggled with before, now comes to greet me in the dark.<br />
<br />
BUT. But, there are times, I KNOW for sure and for certain that I see the beauty/faithfulness/grace of God in these dark places that I wouldn't if I was still sitting in the 'suburbia' of my heart.<br />
<br />
So, I'm trusting the driver. I've got to, because I for sure have no idea where we are going.<br />
But, He does.<br />
I'm trusting Him.<br />
Even while driving in the dark.<br />
<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-42748214973179691092017-10-23T11:14:00.000-05:002017-10-23T11:14:01.452-05:00Me tooIf you spent any time on social media you've seen the #metoo.<br />
<br />
Women, and some men, sharing their stories or at least raising their hands to be counted among <br />
<br />
those who've been sexually assaulted.<br />
<br />
I've heard differing opinions on whether this is actually helpful.<br />
<br />
I don't know. But I do know that the silence wasn't helpful either. That's not a judgment on those<br />
<br />
who cannot share their stories, but it is a judgment on those who would silence the rest of us.<br />
<br />
I've been assaulted twice in my life. Once at 19 the other at 20. I was a grown married women until<br />
<br />
I fully realized what had been done to me. (<< My answer to critics, and I know they are out there<br />
<br />
of why others and myself didn't/don't speak up sooner)<br />
<br />
The first incident I didn't speak to anyone about really until just a few years ago. The guilt and shame<br />
<br />
I carried with me for 'having put myself in a vulnerable situation' prevented me from seeing or <br />
<br />
understanding what really happened to me.<br />
<br />
As for my second #metoo story, that's the one I want to talk about the most.<br />
<br />
When you grow up in an extremely conservative environment, you're taught that what you wear<br />
<br />
and where you go, play a major part in whether or not you're assaulted. After all girls who dress<br />
<br />
provocatively . . .well what can they expect??<br />
<br />
When I was assaulted at 20 (Pushed and pinned against a wall, groped, forcibly trying to kiss me and<br />
<br />
telling me 'you know you want to and come on') I was outside the church book store (located inside <br />
<br />
the church building) and dressed in a long sleeve shirt and sweater vest and a skirt that basically <br />
<br />
touched my ankles. Predators don't care what you're wearing or not wearing. When I told those<br />
<br />
with the power and responsibility in the church to do anything, about the assault, I was told that I<br />
<br />
should show him respect and if I did it wouldn't happen again.<br />
<br />
The thing I regret the most is not taking it to his (the assailant) commanding officer (we were at <br />
<br />
military base )so I could know for certain it wouldn't happen to someone else.<br />
<br />
So, why am I sharing? To give courage to someone who might need it today.. .so she can stand up<br />
<br />
and find her voice to say "Yes, Me too" or maybe she even need the courage to say "STOP".<br />
<br />
For my daughter.<br />
<br />
For my sons.<br />
<br />
For The Church. We MUST do a better job at training, preventing and supporting victims. I think<br />
<br />
we want so badly to think 'that would never happen here' that we look the other way or make excuses<br />
<br />
for the abusers. Hear me church members (especially those of a conservative or independent stripe)<br />
<br />
It doesn't matter what she's wearing or where she is. Protect her. Believe her. Make sure the women <br />
<br />
and girls of your church know they are valued and safe. Embolden your girls to stand up to the <br />
<br />
abusers and bullies in their lives so they don't have to be worried about 'being nice' or 'hurting his<br />
<br />
feelings' or 'manliness'. It is far far past time.<br />
<br />
<br />
My story isn't nearly as tragic as some and I'm certainly not looking for sympathy. But, I do want<br />
<br />
to be counted among the #metoo, because we may not be a powerful force for change on our own, but<br />
<br />
together we can and should be.<br />
<br />
If you love a #metoo, hear her. Let her speak her story, don't run from it even if it's hard to hear.<br />
<br />
If you're a #metoo, find the help and healing you need. Don't live in fear or isolation. Don't let it drive<br />
<br />
you from Jesus. He is the healer of the brokenhearted, let him tend to your wounds.<br />
<br />
You are dearly loved.<br />
<br />
Grace and Peace,<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-13820610043777422742017-08-08T16:51:00.000-05:002017-08-08T16:51:25.247-05:00You Make It Look So EasyYou make it look so easy. . .words said to me on "Graduation Sunday" this past May at our church.<br />
<br />
My friend was encouraging me, but I felt like such a fraud when she said it.<br />
<br />
It wasn't/isn't easy. <br />
<br />
The exact week before that Sunday my Dear Husband was in the hospital recovering from a heart attack and subsequent stint placement. Healthy, active, non smoking 48 year olds aren't supposed to have heart attacks. In true Wilkinson fashion we proved that not to be true.<br />
<br />
A week later, he was home, we were at a graduation banquet for our oldest. Then that Sunday standing in front of the congregation as Cam and his fellow classmates were honored. <br />
<br />
We had moved into our new home the week before as well. . .in fact, the day before the heart attack.<br />
<br />
Chaos would best describe how we were functioning.<br />
<br />
We hadn't realized that we were supposed to leave our washer and dryer at our old house, so that very Sunday morning as we were heading out the door to get to church, the movers showed up.<br />
Our graduate was also a nervous wreck and was spending entirely to much time getting his hair 'just so'.<br />
<br />
Hubby set out to church with our two youngest, while the graduate and I followed.<br />
I'm pretty sure I screeched into the parking lot on two wheels.<br />
<br />
We hopped out and are running across the parking lot, when my shoe slipped off. . .like a good soldier I yelled "just go on without me". . . of course, they all waited for me.<br />
<br />
We slipped into the pew next to our dear friends during the second song, when I whispered to her 'did we miss it'. . .no, she replied you're good.<br />
<br />
We took a couple deep breaths to calm down and settle in, and tried to pass that along to our graduate who at his core, doesn't like to be in front of crowds, doesn't do well in chaos and almost lost his dad the week before.<br />
We made it through the service, even though unbeknownst to me the heart patient had to lean against the stage to hold himself up.<br />
<br />
At the end of the ceremony, my friend leaned down to me and said those words that have haunted me these past few months, "you make it look so easy".<br />
<br />
These last three months have been anything but easy.<br />
If I listed everything here that has gone wrong or been difficult, you wouldn't believe me.<br />
<br />
In some ways it's almost comical. Seriously, if it can wrong, more than likely in these past three months it has. Including this morning, when for the 3rd time in 2 weeks our power went out.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I would be a total and complete fraud though if I said it's been easy.<br />
<br />
There hasn't been one easy thing about it.<br />
<br />
There have however been blessings along the way.<br />
<br />
Friends who've walked beside us and stepped up and helped us. Watching our sweet boy walk across the stage and get his diploma. <br />
A family vacation that was so special and meaningful to the five of us.<br />
Baseball games. Long walks, Long talks. Road trips with friends. Exploring our favorite places in the city. <br />
<br />
Blessings in the chaos for sure and for certain. Knowing God was/is right here with us. . .gives us the strength to endure, but do not for a minute think it's been easy.<br />
<br />
Why do I want you to know that? Because, I think, sometimes as Jesus Followers we screw our halo on so tight and grin our way through the pain-as if it doesn't hurt at all; we throw around Scripture and quote it out of context or to apply as bandaids to gaping wounds. . . it can make others going through their own valley either shrug us off as frauds or leave them feeling like losers because they are having a hard time coping. <br />
<br />
{ Please don't miss understand. . .Scripture is an extreme comfort. . but saying "All things work together for good" to someone in a pit of despair isn't always the most helpful or edifying thing you can do}<br />
<br />
<br />
So, if I've made it look easy, I'm sorry.<br />
The reality is, I'm tired and weary and worn. I'm certain I've aged 5 years in the past 3 months.<br />
There's been nothing easy about it.<br />
<br />
But, I will also tell you that Jesus is very very near. Even when I'm mean as a hornet or desperate as a Housewife. He's never left. When I've kicked and screamed like a toddler who's missed nap time, He's never let go. And He will never let go of you either.<br />
<br />
Life is hard. And Oh so short. There's not one easy thing about it.<br />
<br />
It may not be easy, and my strength is pretty much gone. <br />
<br />
Jesus though. . .He is easy. He is trustworthy. He is strong so I don't have to be. He is faithful when<br />
mine is fraying.<br />
<br />
Wherever you are and whatever valley you're walking through, trust Him-He's right there with you.<br />
<br />
He is what makes walking through it look easy-even when it's the hardest thing you've done.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-75447190090078477632017-03-18T11:17:00.000-05:002017-03-18T11:17:31.557-05:00Tale As Old As TimeThis past Thursday my best friend and I took our daughters (14,10 respectively) to the opening of Beauty and the Beast.<br />
<br />
Because of remarks the director had stated regarding the character, Lefou and his sexuality, many<br />
<br />
Christians were/are calling for a boycott.<br />
<br />
As, a family we made the choice not to participate and address any issues head on that might arise.<br />
<br />
After all, we make this decision about every movie we see. We are diligent to check pluggedin.com <br />
<br />
and other on line resources, to help us make our decision, and because of the information we receive <br />
<br />
there, we either pass, or take the opportunity to talk with the kids about whatever issues might have <br />
<br />
cause for concern in each particular movie.<br />
<br />
But, this time, frankly the whole thing felt contrived from both sides.<br />
<br />
Let's be real, there's nothing a branch of Christianity loves more than a boycott.<br />
<br />
I went in with my mom radar on high alert. Waiting for 'the scene' I would need to talk through <br />
<br />
later with my daughter. What I got instead was a beautiful, lovely movie. There were no <br />
<br />
'gay scenes'. Nothing you would have to explain. <br />
<br />
Lefou is still the sidekick of Gaston who gushes and preens over him. . .just like in the original<br />
<br />
Disney version. I always thought he was playing to type of a stereotypical gay man in the original<br />
<br />
but, I'm pretty sure that's just a stereotypical French man. <br />
<br />
Lefou talks to Gaston about his relationship with women. At one point during the Gaston song,<br />
<br />
they embrace and Lefou says "that's too much isn't it" and they both agree.<br />
<br />
When Gaston leads the raid with the townspeople to the castle and the fight ensues, the wardrobe <br />
<br />
attacks three men, wrapping them in ribbons and gowns and wigs of the time period, two run away<br />
<br />
one briefly looks into the camera and smiles. ( It remind me of the Bugs Bunny cartoons when he <br />
<br />
would dress in drag-although Bugs always seemed to be much more sexualized than this even<br />
<br />
remotely was.) <br />
<br />
Spoiler Alert:<br />
<br />
At the end when the spell is broken and they've all returned to their human form, there is a beautiful<br />
<br />
dance scene (think harpsichord and very old fashioned waltzing) where everyone is moving and <br />
<br />
twirling and exchanging partners, and one spin of the partner change meets Lefou with the man<br />
<br />
from the wardrobe scene (dressed in the fashion for a man of the time) and nothing. . .no wink<br />
<br />
at the camera, just the end.<br />
<br />
<br />
Our theater cheered and clapped at the end. My Belle already has a date with her daddy to see it<br />
<br />
again. <br />
<br />
<br />
We (on the Christian right) CLAMOR for Hollywood to make family films then we when hear <br />
<br />
something said to, let's be honest, illicit a reaction from us, we fall right into the trap. <br />
<br />
Without seeing it for ourselves, we dig our heels in and shout boycott from our highest hilltops.<br />
<br />
And the world is watching.<br />
<br />
I do believe there is a case to be made for not letting an agenda be forced upon our children and our<br />
<br />
society. But, this isn't the movie on which to base that argument.<br />
<br />
Be my guest and go see this lovely movie. <br />
<br />
Save your righteous indignation for another day. I'm sure there will be a true battle to be had, but<br />
<br />
we will have used all our credibility up on nonsense fights like this one.<br />
<br />
Have some popcorn and sing a long for me.<br />
<br />
<br />
Bonjour !Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-25954876973272620022016-11-08T13:35:00.001-06:002016-11-10T08:34:09.811-06:00Womens Minsitry and The Big PictureI've been the head of our Women's Ministry Team at our local church for four years now.<br />
<br />
Which is a sentence I never would have thought I would write even 10 years ago.<br />
<br />
{God seems to delight so much in using the most unqualified and weakest choices to accomplish what He desires for His kingdom. I am convinced it is so that He will receive all the glory.}<br />
<br />
Women's Ministry just wasn't something I thought I needed or where I thought I'd fit in.<br />
<br />
I grew up with a very detailed notion or expectation of what a woman was to be and NOT be, and<br />
<br />
more often than not I found myself on the outside looking in. But, also what I saw I just didn't see<br />
<br />
a need for in my life.<br />
<br />
I had (Have) dear friends, I wasn't (still am not) crafty, I am neither demure or quiet. . .things I <br />
<br />
thought you must be to be a godly woman.<br />
<br />
And also, there's a not so very secret marker among women, yes even Christian women. . .we can<br />
<br />
be downright mean. Caddy. Viscous. { I am blessed to serve with women who genuinely love<br />
<br />
and care for each other and have a deep acceptance for the personalities God has blessed each of<br />
<br />
us with. But I have seen first hand that this is not the case in many many churches.}<br />
<br />
It has become quite common to openly mock women's ministry or make blanket statements<br />
<br />
like "I just don't like women".<br />
<br />
<br />
I recently posted a survey on facebook, made up of a few brief questions concerning women's <br />
<br />
ministry.<br />
<br />
So far, I have received over 200 hundred responses. Some findings surprised me and some didn't.<br />
<br />
Here are the most popular and my response to them.<br />
_________________________________________________________________<br />
<br />
<br />
We are a busy culture and for women probably even more so. (True...However, we let our business<br />
<br />
excuse our lack of participation. Church life just isn't a priority...especially if we have children. Our children have become idols. And we've come to believe they just cannot function without us for even one night and if we miss one event of theirs we've somehow scarred them for life. Same can be said for marriages. <br />
Can I tell you a secret? You'll be a better wife/momma if you LEAVE them sometimes. Of course, I'm not talking about every night of the week. But once every few months. . .I promise it'll be ok. And you'll all be better for it.)<br />
<br />
We don't care about organizing and cupcake decorating as much as some would have us believe. (A to the Men. Women's Ministry needs to be a place for encouragement and deep biblical thought. The world is hurting and we have the answer. And it isn't found in cupcake decorating, scrapbooking ect. I would suggest finding a church that takes women and their spiritual needs seriously. Maybe YOU could be the change agent in your church?! How awesome would that be?? )<br />
<br />
We are introverts. ( We use this to get out of a lot of things actually. It's a built in excuse. We let our fear dictate what we will and won't do. And before I get lots of hate mail. I get it. I do. I AM YOU. But, don't let fear count you out ! Deep breaths and you can do it.) <br />
<br />
We don't seem to fit the target audience. ( what was interesting about this is all the different types of people who said this. Single. Young. Old. Married w/o kids. Married with littles. Middle Aged. We need to do a better job of making sure when we say Women's Ministry we don't mean 'married with kids' or a certain age range. Again, maybe it's YOU that can help be that change agent in your church.)<br />
<br />
We've been hurt. ( Yep. This is a biggie with no easy answer. It stinks to be hurt and can take so much time to get over. I've been there. But, here's the thing: if we stop contributing/ participating in things that have hurt us, we're going to be very very lonely. We've got to get up, dust ourselves off, wipe away our tears and move on. )<br />
<br />
I don't like women. (Whoa Sister, let's think about that for a minute. I mean I know what you're saying. And I know you're trying to say it in a funny way. But, I also know you're serious and what you're also saying without really saying it is that you don't fit in.<br />
But, what you're also saying is you don't care enough about your Sisters in Christ to get to know them. To study the Word with them. To pray with them. To love them. Half of The Church, you're saying you don't like. That's not ok. You're going to have to work on that. I know it's hard. I know you don't want to. But when you say "I don't like women". You're saying you don't like yourself. Pray about it. Ask God to change your heart. Ask Him to grow you. You may just find it shocking what He can and will do in you and through you. . .I know I did.)<br />
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I also asked, "If offered would you participate in a mentoring program". <br />
The response was a resounding 96% YES.<br />
I was a bit surprised by how overwhelming that result was. I mean especially considering most do not participate, even if offered, in a church women's ministry. <br />
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Oh how we are thirsty for community. We are hungry for someone to show us the way or at least cheer us on. We have got to have our older ladies (age/and spiritual walk) step up instead of checking out. We've got to make sure no one ever feels like 'their time is over' or that they have nothing of value to add.<br />
Our tables need to be filled with 20 somethings, Middle Agers and Seniors. We all have something to gain from each other. Every single one has something to contribute.<br />
Do not get locked into age categories. If you're younger, find yourself a women you admire who is both farther along in age and in her walk with Jesus than you. If you're older, don't think we don't need you or don't want to hear what you have to say. We are CRAVING to hear you. Find a young momma and take her under your wing. Find that single lady who needs to know she's valuable in the church too, find that hard working women who's got so many plates spinning she's wearing herself out. We might not even know that is what we are missing until we hear you.<br />
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Most of us would never question the need for children's ministry or youth ministry in our churches yet when it comes to women's ministry we do.<br />
Women's Ministry is -or should be- a vital part of any church. Not a party planning committee, but women who need each other and want to grow in the grace and knowledge of Jesus. And not so they can sit and sour but so that they can shine for the world around them so when someone asks them why or how they are able to do so in a difficult and weary world, they can point them straight to Jesus.<br />
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I love women and am thrilled and humbled to serve them. Women's Ministry can and should be a beautiful thing.<br />
Your church needs you. They need you to show up. To serve. To be kind. To grow in the grace and knowledge of Jesus. <br />
You can do it. I know you might be scarred, but I also know you won't be the only one.<br />
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Let's learn together and love each other well.<br />
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Grace and Peace,<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-41382544788543939352016-10-03T13:12:00.004-05:002016-10-03T13:12:59.015-05:00Lessons in Humility These past two years God has really been teaching me/prodding me to<br />
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He has been showing me, how He has invited all of us into conversation with Him, The Creator of the<br />
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Universe, and we've reduced to a conversation about food or having a good day.<br />
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The Teacher is ever patient with this student.<br />
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Walking for exercise is a HUGE part of my routine. I get a few miles in at least 6x's a week.<br />
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It's an absolute must for me.<br />
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dark night, I changed my normal path and stuck close to home finishing up my miles doing laps in the<br />
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parking lot of the school that is right behind our house. <br />
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The school where we had at least one child enrolled for the past 12 years. The school where I was an<br />
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The school we left with 26 days left in the school year last year. (You can read about that here. <a href="http://lessonsfromaisle12.blogspot.com/2016/04/26-days.html">http://lessonsfromaisle12.blogspot.com/2016/04/26-days.html</a>)<br />
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As I found my self walking around the parking lot at 9:30 at night, I felt the Lord telling me to pray<br />
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for the school.<br />
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No. I don't want to.<br />
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<i>Angie, pray for the school.</i><br />
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A few more steps. . .Fine I'll pray.<br />
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I pray that they would feel awful for what happened to my son and how they let grown adults gossip<br />
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<i>ANGIE. YOU KNOW HOW TO PRAY.</i><br />
<i>YOU PRAY BIG AND BOLD FOR THEM.</i><br />
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So. . .I did. I prayed for the children of the school to thrive. For teachers to be kind and nurturing to<br />
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those who need it the most.<br />
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I prayed for financial stability.<br />
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As I passed the ball fields, I prayed for success on the field for the teams.<br />
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Then I prayed for the Administration. <br />
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I prayed they would have discernment. I prayed for their families. That their children would<br />
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I prayed for their forgiveness for hurting our family.<br />
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I'm not saying it was easy. I am not saying I'm some sort of Spiritual Giant for doing so.<br />
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I am saying God is so good.<br />
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What began as reluctant prayers ended with a fresh sense of peace and forgiveness over the<br />
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whole entire situation. I can honestly say, at the end I meant the words I was praying.<br />
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Isn't that how God works?<br />
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Takes the things that hurt us the most. . .and as any mom can tell you, hurt my babies. . . you hurt me. . .<br />
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and He uses them to bring us closer to Him.<br />
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Praying <b>Big</b> and <b>Boldly</b> for those who hurt us the most was very humbling.<br />
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Yet, when doing just that I saw a brief glimpse of the cross and how Jesus was broken for those<br />
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As I am learning day by day, to pray<b> BIG</b> and <b>BOLD</b>, I am also learning that I gain so much<br />
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So, yes, I still thank the Lord for my food, and good day would be nice . . .but I refuse to let<br />
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my conversation with my Creator, Sustainer, Savior to be only about those things.<br />
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And if you chose to join this journey with me of praying <b>BIG</b> and <b>BOLD</b>, be warned.<br />
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Those prayers aren't always easy. You don't always get to pray for what you want or even<br />
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who you want.<br />
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Each and everyone of us have been invited into prayer with the Lord.<br />
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Let's do it.<br />
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Let's learn to pray.<br />
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And when we do. . .let's pray<br />
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<b>BIG</b> and <b>BOLD</b>.<br />
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Praying with you and for you,<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-47321529654997968662016-09-19T12:49:00.001-05:002016-09-19T12:49:45.009-05:00Time Hop and Choosing to Remember Every morning when I'm checking out my social media sites, I also check my Time Hop app.<div>
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What about you? What do you need to remember today about what the Lord has brought you through </div>
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safely. I've been there too. Just keep walking the path in front of you. . .He's already gone before you </div>
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Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-45584893278347477982016-07-25T15:49:00.000-05:002016-07-25T15:49:47.659-05:00The Things No One Tells You. . .My poor neglected blog. .. <div>
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If you're here reading after my unexpected 2 month break--thank you!</div>
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Life is good, and busy. </div>
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Messy and imperfect as always.</div>
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And well, I wouldn't have it any other way.</div>
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I've learned more from the imperfect messes than I ever have from any attempt at unattainable </div>
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perfection.</div>
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It is such an illusion-perfection-and often the mask of it gets me into more trouble than the </div>
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real life mess.</div>
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With that in mind, here's some things I've discovered on this health journey of mine.</div>
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Things people either don't know about, or don't talk about.</div>
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I have Hashimoto's Thyroid Disease, which is certainly treatable and manageable, but causes</div>
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me to need to see my endocrinologist every six months. And for a person who is seriously not </div>
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good about going to the doctor-this is a BIG DEAL.</div>
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But, since I've began my health journey a year and half ago, it certainly a bit easier.</div>
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As of today, I've lost 142 lbs. Yes, I've lost a person. My blood pressure and resting heart</div>
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rate are fantastic. I feel good, I can (basically) keep up with the kids and-here's one of the best</div>
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parts-no longer sit on the side lines while they are having all the fun. I love being right in the middle</div>
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with them.</div>
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There are things though that I've learned and am going through that aren't so great. </div>
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is too and needs to know that they are not alone.</div>
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So here are the top things I've discovered that aren't so great.</div>
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1) Skin. Lots of loose, stretched out skin.</div>
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When you loose the equivalent of a person, you're going to have some extra skin. It doesn't matter</div>
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how many weights you press or how many miles you run. . .you're going to have extra skin. And </div>
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you're not going to like it. Also, harder to camouflage in the summer than in the winter.</div>
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2) You won't get that you look different for a very long time.</div>
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Yes, I often still feel like that 'fat girl' in the room. When trying on clothes, I often first try on a </div>
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bigger size than what I actually need, because I don't see myself for who I am now. (I mean come on, </div>
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I spent a lot 'o years in the plus size section.) Sometimes, when I look in the mirror I don't recognize </div>
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myself and certainly don't always see the now Angie.</div>
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3) Losing weight doesn't solve all your problems</div>
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Yes, I'm thinner (not skinny) now than I ever have been in my adult life. However, I still got 'stuff'.</div>
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bills, a mortgage, a ministry, a job. Stuff. The same stuff you have.</div>
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Even people you love. Some times it's better. . .which is highly offensive and hurtful. I haven't </div>
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experienced much of this with close family and friends (Thank you Lord for that Good Good Gift!)</div>
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But, I've certainly experienced it with my interactions with acquaintances and in the general public.</div>
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More attention, kinder. . .you know, at my heaviest I never noticed I was being treated differently.</div>
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I had just grown accustom to the behavior. Now, that my treatment is different I can totally see</div>
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the mistreatment or unkindest from before. It's painful, and maddening to think about, and I</div>
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pray I never come so far that I forget.</div>
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Sometimes, they treat you worse. There are people in your life that need you to be a certain way.</div>
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They need you to stay the same and when you don't, it makes them either angry or uncomfortable.</div>
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They will distance themselves from you or write you off altogether. And make no mistake, it hurts.</div>
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Live to please the Lord. Let him handle the naysayers.</div>
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No matter how much you lose, how strong you become, if that becomes your whole focus, it</div>
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will probable never be enough.</div>
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Your value, my value, no matter our size, has not ever --is not now --wrapped up in a number on a </div>
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scale or the size of our wardrobe.</div>
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You and I are enough because Jesus said we are.</div>
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Don't misread me or get me wrong, I've learned more good along this journey. . .much more good</div>
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than negative, but I just wanted to share with you 1) so you know you're not alone if you're going </div>
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through some of these things or 2) if you know someone who is on a journey like me, you can pray </div>
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for them, it's allot-everyday, it's difficult to not let it consume you, to become your identity, to become </div>
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prideful one minute or discouraged the next. There are traps all around.</div>
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So, pray for your friends, pray for yourself. God is with you and me, every step along the way.</div>
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Much much love and support along the journey!</div>
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Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-22964245104552464372016-05-02T13:48:00.000-05:002016-05-02T13:50:14.889-05:00Bathrooms, Boycotts, and One Mom's VoiceI feel like before I wade to deep into this water that I should tell you a little about myself for<br />
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I am a born again Christian. I believe Jesus is the only way to Heaven. I believe that the Bible<br />
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I do believe that homosexuality and others sexual sins-including Transgenderism- are offensive to<br />
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God.<br />
<br />
Politically, I no longer call myself a Republican but a Conservative and I'm pretty staunch in<br />
<br />
those views.<br />
<br />
I have worked at Target. I was a sales floor team member for 2 years about 11 years ago. . .and<br />
<br />
I LOVED it. I was very good at my job, received a couple of awards and even had a customer<br />
<br />
brag on me to the cooperation and I received a letter of appreciation from the president of Target.<br />
<br />
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Bloggers everywhere are chiming in on the controversy surrounding the decision by Target to<br />
<br />
announce that people may use which ever restroom they choose by which matches the gender they<br />
<br />
are identifying with.<br />
<br />
I don't usually like to write posts about things that are blowing up social media and news feeds,<br />
<br />
because there are typically much louder voices than mine doing so, or I find others saying what<br />
<br />
I would like to say and I feel there's no need for my voice.<br />
<br />
But, a few times in my blogging life have been different and this seems like one of them.<br />
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________________________<br />
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My Conservative Christian brothers and sisters are up in arms.<br />
<br />
And I get it. I mean really, it seems like such a silly argument to me. And to most of us, I'm<br />
<br />
sure it does. But, then I've never been presenting myself to the world as the opposite gender,<br />
<br />
so maybe it causes more angst than I can ever fully know.<br />
<br />
Our society is changing and changing quickly. It can cause your head to spin and wonder<br />
<br />
what in the world is happening.<br />
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_________________________<br />
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I have never noticed bathroom police at Target or any where else, and frankly if you're dressed<br />
<br />
as a woman and still enter the mens room that seems so much more of a stranger thing to happen.<br />
<br />
I know I have shared a restroom with a transgendered person more than once. I did not fear<br />
<br />
for my safety. I have however feared for my children (namely my boys) sending them into<br />
<br />
the mens restroom when they were little guys and seeing some sketchy looking characters come out<br />
<br />
before they did.<br />
<br />
With this new policy (although I question whether it's new. I think it's just being stated out loud<br />
<br />
for the first time) much of the conversation amongst Christians and Conservatives is about safety.<br />
<br />
I get that. I do. But, here's the thing. You had a false sense of safety before, if you thought a<br />
<br />
public restroom was safe. Story after story can be told of heterosexual predators and child predators<br />
<br />
long before this policy. Does it make it easier for them? I have no idea. But, maybe not, as you<br />
<br />
might be more aware of your surroundings now.<br />
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________________________<br />
<br />
Perhaps you can guess already what I am going to say about the boycott of Target.<br />
<br />
I will not be participating.<br />
<br />
As an American you have every right to spend your hard earned dollars wherever you see fit.<br />
<br />
I absolutely believe that. <br />
<br />
But, it seems for Christians this is our go-to. And I suppose it's because we know that's where<br />
<br />
we can hurt them, right in their pocketbook.<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm just left wondering, why are we surprised/scared/confused when a known liberal leaning<br />
<br />
company, acts like a liberal leaning company?<br />
<br />
Really, how was anyone surprised by or taken off guard by this?<br />
<br />
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<br />
I can hear the comments and emails being written now.<br />
<br />
About the Bible and what it has to say about sexuality.<br />
<br />
About how if we don't take a stand now when will we?<br />
<br />
I hear you.<br />
<br />
Here is my response.<br />
<br />
The need these people have, the need I have and every person has, is Jesus.<br />
<br />
Their sin is unbelief, yes manifested in outward ways, but their sin is no worse than mine.<br />
<br />
Or yours.<br />
<br />
And if we Jesus Followers believe this to be true. . .that all sin and fall short of the glory of God. .<br />
<br />
that the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is salvation through Jesus Christ our Lord. . .<br />
<br />
then how do we tell them if we're boycotting them?<br />
<br />
How do we tell them if we are walking into our local Target store and confronting sales floor<br />
<br />
people or store managers (Who have absolutely have no power to change the mandate from<br />
<br />
their corporate office and are just trying to earn a paycheck ).<br />
<br />
When we are ugly and unkind in one moment then telling about the saving grace of Jesus in the next?<br />
<br />
Or are we even doing that? Are we so concerned about our changing society we'd rather focus on<br />
<br />
that and how it upsets us, then telling people about Jesus?<br />
<br />
We will never win them with a boycott. We can never scream loud or long enough. When we take<br />
<br />
on the worlds methods of getting our point across our voice begins to sound the same and gets<br />
<br />
downed out.<br />
<br />
<br />
____________________<br />
<br />
So, what's the answer? <br />
<br />
I'm just one mom, and there are many many much smarter and wiser than me, but for me, I'll<br />
<br />
keep shopping those discounts racks at Target. I will smile and be polite. When there's a chance to<br />
<br />
talk about Jesus I will. Talk about Jesus. Not bathrooms.<br />
<br />
Jesus can save. Save to the uttermost. Save us all from every pit we're in. The ones we've been<br />
<br />
pushed in and the ones we've created ourselves.<br />
<br />
Only Jesus.<br />
<br />
<br />
_____________________<br />
<br />
So, do I think you're a horrible person if you boycott Target?<br />
<br />
No not necessarily. If you've prayed about it and feel the Holy Spirit leading you in that way then<br />
<br />
no.<br />
<br />
I would ask that you do it kindly. Respectfully even. Can you imagine that? Disagreeing without<br />
<br />
being disagreeable. <br />
<br />
And I would say this, don't do it because you're afraid.<br />
<br />
Jesus is coming back. He will right every wrong. He will make straight all the crooked places. (no<br />
<br />
pun intended)<br />
<br />
Yes, our country looks different than it used to.<br />
<br />
I say good. . .as hard as that is to swallow. It brings us closer to depending on God instead of<br />
<br />
ourselves.<br />
<br />
It allows us more opportunities to share the love of Christ.<br />
<br />
We've become lazy over the generations, we Western Christians.<br />
<br />
It's time we flex our muscles and fight the good fight; down on our knees in prayer, sharing the<br />
<br />
gospel even when it's neither convenient or safe, tell the truth about what the Bible says.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
But, for me. I'll go shopping.<br />
<br />
And if I have to use the restroom while I'm out. . .well it was never my favorite place in Target<br />
<br />
anyway. . .have you been in a public bathroom, they're pretty nasty no matter what.<br />
<br />
I'll smile at the cashier and I'll tell her Jesus loves her. Because he does. And that might be<br />
<br />
the first time they've ever heard that or it might be what they needed to hear that day, and I can't<br />
<br />
do it if I'm boycotting.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
_____________________<br />
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We can do this. . .walk in grace.<br />
<br />
Let's do it together.<br />
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Much Love,<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-75308781571523266502016-04-28T12:37:00.002-05:002016-04-28T12:37:33.644-05:00Groceries, Seasons and Me. . .or I'm always learning at AldiI was frantically running errands on Monday, and landed myself at Aldi.<br />
<br />
We were running low on food and it was just no longer an option to put it off.<br />
<br />
Although, in my heart I totally wanted to. . .but my families insistence on eating prevented that for<br />
<br />
even one more day.<br />
<br />
So there I was, list in hand, ready to rock Aldi. After all, I'm no newbie! I know I need a quarter,<br />
<br />
I recognize all the labels, I know where the sacks are and that I'll be paying for them-and filling them<br />
<br />
up. Yep, I've got this down pat.<br />
<br />
The very story I ever wrote as adult was about an adventure in this very store, in the very location I<br />
<br />
was at on Monday. You can read that<a href="http://lessonsfromaisle12.blogspot.com/p/faq.html"> here</a>.<br />
<br />
I've shared that story quite a bit as I've had more speaking opportunities, and it came to mind<br />
<br />
Monday as I was tossing things in my cart and crossing them off my list. The store was filled with<br />
<br />
moms and preschoolers or should I say; frantic, tired, stressed moms and noisy, busy preschoolers.<br />
<br />
I tried to hide my smile as I heard them and their dear momma's trying to herd them to the next aisle.<br />
<br />
Oh, OH! How I've been there. I remember those days well. Cajoling, bribing, threatening. . . even<br />
<br />
yes, even giving in and caving to whatever was being begged for. . .yep<br />
<br />
I've done it all.<br />
<br />
<br />
Listen, I'm no parenting expert and would never claim to be. Heck, we're right in the deep water over<br />
<br />
here. How can you be an expert when you haven't seen the finished product yet?<br />
<br />
But, I am a momma who's seen a few things and been doing this mom life for more than a few years.<br />
<br />
So, hear this my Dear Sweet Momma's out there, the days do get easier.<br />
<br />
There will absolutely be a time in your life you can go to the store and no one begs you to buy them<br />
<br />
anything. You'll go ALONE (can you even imagine) and you won't worry about germ filled carts,<br />
<br />
or keeping littles entertained while you pile two weeks worth of groceries in your cart.<br />
<br />
You won't be squeezing an avocado in one hand while holding a squirmy toddler with the other.<br />
<br />
No will run down the aisle, colliding with a grandma, while you stand there mortified with the toilet<br />
<br />
paper in your hand.<br />
<br />
These crazy stress filled moments will pass.<br />
<br />
Now, don't get me wrong. They will be filled with other crazy stress filled moments.<br />
<br />
Moments involving homework, friends, what's appropriate to wear and what's not, eye rolling and<br />
<br />
Don't you talk to me like that Mister! moments.<br />
<br />
So, what did I learn in aisle 12 this week??<br />
<br />
Don't wish away the baby/toddler/preschool years. Cherish them. Even the hard ones.<br />
<br />
Those precious babies grow up so stinkin' fast it'll make your head spin.<br />
<br />
Soon you'll be sitting at the dinner table talking about how to pay for college and dating and "Can I<br />
<br />
have the car Friday night."<br />
<br />
Here's the other thing I learned. I can't wish away these teenage/middle school/I'm almost double<br />
<br />
digits mom years either. I can't keep wishing to turn the clock back (or if I'm really honest, speed it<br />
<br />
forward. . .teenagers are no joke you guys !)<br />
<br />
Spring is springing here in Kansas. A season, a promise. Some days are so beautiful you wish you<br />
<br />
could bask in them forever. Some days are dark and gloomy. Some are downright volatile.<br />
<br />
But, each and every one of them pass. Nothing stays the same. Summer will soon be here.<br />
<br />
Your season, and mine. It'll change. Let's learn to enjoy the one we're in right now, instead of<br />
<br />
wishing it away.<br />
<br />
Oh Aldi, how you mess with my head when I'm just trying to buy some groceries.<br />
<br />
Thank you, Lord for always being willing to teach me where I'm at. . .even the aisle of the grocery<br />
<br />
store.<br />
<br />
Thank You, for never changing in a world and circumstances that always<br />
<br />
do.<br />
<br />
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Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-62213475340754841212016-04-18T21:36:00.000-05:002016-04-18T21:36:13.757-05:0026 DaysOh My Stars, I just saw when I last blogged.<br />
<br />
That is so sad and a sign of a busy life.<br />
<br />
As you can imagine, some things have happened along the way between February 15 and April 18th.<br />
<br />
<br />
We had a lovely anniversary weekend.<br />
<br />
Our Sweet Girl broke her foot during PE.<br />
<br />
I've had a couple of speaking opportunities.<br />
<br />
Our middle just turned 13 (Another teenager in the house. . .somebody hold me)<br />
<br />
Our oldest is on the job hunt.<br />
<br />
My Uncle passed away.<br />
<br />
And a dream of my Dear Hubby came true when he bought a Harley.<br />
<br />
Sister had her piano recital.<br />
<br />
Life has happened.<br />
<br />
That's a lot of life in a short two months for one little family.<br />
<br />
And I bet, if you and I were sitting down to chat you could give me a list just as long as mine.<br />
<br />
Some good, some not so good and some just stinkin hard.<br />
<br />
Life.<br />
<br />
With all this life going on around us and after months of praying, we realized a change in the coming school year was needed for our family.<br />
<br />
After 12 years we would not be enrolling in the Christian school my children have attended since preschool and I would not be returning to the job I've had there for the past 5 years.<br />
<br />
There are several reasons why it seemed God was leading us in this direction and none of them easy.<br />
<br />
It has been a difficult year for our middle child and we have seen him hurt and struggling.<br />
<br />
My husband wanted to move him in October then again at Christmas break, but I kept hesitating<br />
<br />
thinking it would be best or at least 'fine' to finish out the school year. After all, transitioning<br />
<br />
to a new school is challenging and during the school year even more so. That is what I was<br />
<br />
saying to justify my hesitation. Which really was just fear, wrapped in a disguise.<br />
<br />
Last Wednesday our middle came frantically looking for me after school to tell about a bullying<br />
<br />
situation he had just found himself in. He was upset and disheveled.<br />
<br />
As we talked through things and notified the school, my husband said let's pull him now.<br />
<br />
My reply was "It's only 26 more days".<br />
<br />
The next day things got worse and spiraled to a place I had never dreamed.<br />
<br />
By Friday morning our two youngest children were enrolled in their new school.<br />
<br />
Frankly, we spent much of the weekend walking around wounded and in shock.<br />
<br />
But, as the shock began to wear off and I kept thinking about "It's only 26 more days", it was<br />
<br />
as if I could hear the Lord whispering into my heart, "but it was 26 days to long. I asked you to obey<br />
<br />
a long time ago." And He had. Chance after chance I had to listen to my husbands wise counsel and<br />
<br />
that of other trusted friends who knew what we'd been dealing with, but I let fear of the unknown stop<br />
<br />
me. <br />
<br />
Sometimes 26 days is just to long and God says "IT IS TIME TO GO RIGHT NOW!".<br />
<br />
Surely, I can't be the only holding on to something God is telling them to let go of, or to move<br />
<br />
on from. Not necessarily even bad things, but it's just not His plan for you right now.<br />
<br />
Fear is such a liar. It holds us back... It holds me back. Just when I think I've got it beat, it<br />
<br />
rears its ugly, stupid, lying head once again. Oh I was ready to obey, to follow. . .when it<br />
<br />
was convient for me. . .when I thought the timing was right. . .which isn't obedience at all, just<br />
<br />
fear wrapped up in control.<br />
<br />
Some wounds have been inflicted on us by others, either their actions or their gossiping tongues . . .<br />
<br />
but some wounds we let be inflicted by staying to long in a place after God said move.<br />
<br />
The littles had a great first day. I know they all won't be great, but today was and I am so thankful<br />
<br />
for that!<br />
<br />
When God says move. It's best to move.<br />
<br />
26 days.<br />
<br />
I can't wait to see what God does with 26 days.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-11573150709281587992016-02-15T13:18:00.000-06:002016-02-15T13:18:02.297-06:00Lessons Learned Along the WayToday my sweet husband and I are celebrating our 24th wedding anniversary.<br />
<br />
All the while contemplating the major question. . .how the heck did we get old enough to be married<br />
<br />
for this long?? (Seriously. It was supposed to take much longer than it has.)<br />
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We were young and naive and didn't know much.<br />
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The only thing we knew is we loved Jesus and each other. And that we were pretty sure that<br />
<br />
was enough.<br />
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I've learned some lessons along the way, some the easy way, but most the hard, so I thought I'd pass them along so maybe you don't have to learn them the hard way like me.<br />
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1) Forgiveness. You will be doing and asking for it more than you dreamed.<br />
<br />
And when you say you forgive, you've really got to do it. Don't keep them dangling on the hook-twisting, wondering if 'this' was the time they'd really be forgiven.<br />
<br />
2) Be a grace giver. Everyone wants to receive grace yet so few want to give it.<br />
You're going to get hurt and it may be hard to move past. Let the grace you've been so freely given flow out of you. It will heal you both.<br />
<br />
3) Be kind. Yep, that's it. You gotta be nice to each other--even when you're tired and cranky.<br />
<br />
3) Laugh. Oh my goodness, life is so stinking hard, you've got to laugh when you can and maybe even when you feel like you can't. Laugh together and often.<br />
<br />
4) Have fun (see previous point) Life is hard, find or make the fun as often as you can. And don't ever take it for granted.<br />
<br />
5) Little things are really big things.<br />
Folding the towels the correct way, toilet paper replaced on the roll, fill up the car with gas, surprise them with their favorite drink. Little things add up to really big things.<br />
<br />
6) Sex. Have it. Lots of it. Have it when you don't always feel like it at first.<br />
It's a gift, enjoy it.<br />
<br />
7) The time to let go, isn't in the middle of the storm.<br />
Let's be real. Storms are going to come. Some of them much stronger than others. And let me tell you that if you think we haven't been through some 'stuff' in our 24 years, you'd be Oh So Wrong.<br />
<br />
BUT, we've held on. Even when it was hard. Even when we didn't like each other very much.<br />
Because, here's the thing about storms. . .they eventually end. And, typically when they do, they<br />
leave a beautiful rainbow or some refreshed earth. Now, doesn't mean you won't have to clean up some storm damage, but there will be beauty that comes from the storms.<br />
Hunker down and ride it out, it will pass.<br />
Some storms life gives you, others you create for yourself, either way-hold on and don't let go.<br />
<br />
8) Allow the other person to grow and change.<br />
<br />
I was asked the other day, if Jerry was different from when we were first married.<br />
My reply, "I sure hope so. I hope we both are." <br />
I would hate to think we are still our 20/23 year old selves. Wouldn't that just be a shame if we were?<br />
You're going to change, you're going to grow. That's ok, actually that is great! What a gift to get a front row seat to someone else's life and growth. Be thankful for it.<br />
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9) Do not bad mouth each other to other people.<br />
Seriously. Not to your mom, your best friend. Not on Facebook or any where else. That has never once made a person better.<br />
(I'm not talking about needing help. If you need it-FIND IT. Your pastor, a counselor, therapist . . .Go right now.)<br />
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10) Love Jesus.<br />
Love him more than each other. Serve him, follow him.<br />
Loving Jesus first has the miraculous ability to help you love others more, even when they aren't worthy, even when they are unloveable.<br />
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We aren't perfect and will never claim to be. Our marriage has been one wild ride, complete with drops and twists and sudden jolts and yes a few times even waiting to get the heck off.<br />
We were so young, naive and in some ways foolish, in fact, I had a 'friend' come up to me at our church at the time and look me straight in the face and say 'You know it will never last don't you?'. <br />
You can imagine how that left me feeling.<br />
But, here we are, two older, wiser (?) people still hand in hand.<br />
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Nope, not perfect, there have been many slammed doors and silent nights, but there has been more laughter and happy tears than I ever dreamed possible, and I've seen Jesus more through our wild ride than I ever imagined I would.<br />
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I tipped the scales at a little over 300 pounds.<br />
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I was embarrassed, angry, shamed. All I wanted to do was hide.<br />
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I was having heart palpitations, my blood pressure was beginning to skyrocket, my knees where painful to the point where I was facing surgery on one. I was exhausted ALL THE TIME.<div>
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If you are stopping by for the first time or the 100th-thank you!<br />
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I pray that the reality of Jesus surrounds you and me this Christmas season and all through 2016.<br />
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From my family to yours, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-82987449974920121142015-10-14T11:22:00.002-05:002015-10-14T11:22:48.478-05:00Red Heels and FreedomMy Hubby and I had the VERY BEST DATE NIGHT EVER last Saturday night.<br />
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I mean VERY BEST EVER!<br />
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We went to see WICKED. I cannot begin to explain how much I've been wanting to see this show<br />
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and how long I've waited.<br />
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We got all spruced up and headed out. Suit and tie for him, LBD (little black dress) for me.<br />
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Granted we were in our minivan, but still a night out on the town.<br />
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It was SPECTACULAR! Hubby had gotten us fabulous seats and the actors did an amazing job.<br />
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It is a night that will stick with us for a long time.<br />
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Along with my LBD, I also bought some gorgeous red heels.<br />
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Now, you have to understand, I haven't worn in heels in a very long time.</div>
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I've felt like I was to fat, knees hurt to much, heel might break under my weight. Which basically all comes down to fear. Fear of embarrassment, fear of facing the truth about my weight.</div>
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But, I do know that these gorgeous red heels are an outward symbol of the freedom I now feel.</div>
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Freedom is a beautiful thing.</div>
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Not everyone needs freedom from weight like I did, but everyone needs freedom from something.</div>
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Can I encourage you?</div>
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Fight for it!</div>
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Fight for your freedom!</div>
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Freedom from addiction, from fear, from anxiety, from anger, from pornography, from greed.</div>
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Wherever your struggle lies, fight for your freedom.</div>
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No one or no thing is going to hand it to you. It is a battle and fight it you and I must.</div>
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Break the chains, the cycles that leave you where you are and leave you tied down and unable to move.</div>
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I'm still fighting for my freedom, and maybe always will be this side of heaven. But, I do know this. .. </div>
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It is worth the fight. I am worth the fight.I am a Daughter of the King.</div>
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You are worth the fight. Owning that is half the battle.</div>
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-10746282013808835172015-09-14T10:32:00.000-05:002015-09-14T10:32:16.882-05:00Ashley Madison and MeAs news broke of the Ashley Madison security breach a few weeks and all the fallout that would<br />
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come to result from it, I found myself becoming more pious and judgmental with every<br />
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'celebrity' name that was thrust out there for the world to see, scorn and scoff at.<br />
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After all, I would never. . .and you would never. So they were getting what they<br />
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Yesterday, I celebrated losing 101 1/2lbs.<br />
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I've been posting some of my success here and lots of it on social media. I am<br />
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praised and patted on the back and called an inspiration. <br />
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But, perhaps 2 months ago now, I became so convicted and grieved in my spirit.<br />
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I had to go to my precious husband and apologize.<br />
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Apologize for the sin of gluttony.<br />
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He, ever so kindly said I had nothing to apologize to him about.<br />
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But, I had to My GOD. For every time I let food fulfill some hole instead of him. For every<br />
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hurt I ate away, every joy I ate instead of celebrating with Him. <br />
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Yes, I spent some serious time in confession and repentance with Him.<br />
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Turns out, I'm not so different from those on Ashley Madison after all.<br />
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Sin is sin is sin is sin.<br />
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Yes, different consequences and repercussions are different, BUT sin is sin.<br />
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Where sin is reigning free, God is not. Plain and Simple.<br />
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Hard to admit, but truth sometimes is.<br />
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Of course, as good church going folks, we have our categories of 'real'<br />
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sin, and then put the other in a nice neat pile somewhere else.<br />
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Not, that God ever does that.<br />
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Gossip, Slander, Gluttony, Anger. . .we don't like to talk about those.<br />
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We like to giggle a little about them or we like to justify them.<br />
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But, I knew and I KNOW that in my heart I was, I am no different than<br />
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those on Ashley Madison.<br />
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I sinned against God and my family.<br />
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I am now restored. God is on the Throne once again. I am made whole.<br />
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But, it doesn't mean it wasn't true.<br />
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Please don't hear me saying that all overweight people are in habitual sin.<br />
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I don't know each person story, and you don't either. <br />
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My job is not to judge, but to speak truth in love and to love people right<br />
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where they are.<br />
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If Jesus has NEVER ONCE required me to clean up first before coming to Him, that<br />
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why do we insist others do that to come to us??<br />
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I am saying I was.<br />
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Admitting it has opened my eyes. <br />
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Repentance wasn't a weight that has held me back- IT HAS SET ME FREE.<br />
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Whatever your habitual sin is: a life of promiscuity, adultery, lust, gossip, greed, malice, lying,<br />
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or like me gluttony.<br />
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God loves you. He wants to forgive you. Your sins have already been nailed to the cross.<br />
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Confess them to Him, and live FREE.<br />
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And always always alway remember; You are dearly loved.<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-74828436842287960962015-07-27T09:54:00.001-05:002015-07-27T09:54:11.630-05:00Try Try Again<div style="color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
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<br />My Sweet, Belle was in charge of the windows and doors.</div>
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<br />The only trouble was she was spraying higher than she could reach.</div>
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So, I told her she didn't have to get all the way to the top, just from where she could see down.<br />When she looked at me and said "I can do it Mom. I'll just aim higher and jump if I have to."<br /></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">Know what? It wasn't perfect. It was streaked in some places and some of the spray left in others.</span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />But, that's ok. (There was a time in my life when that wouldn't have been ok. But perfection is such a useless pursuit. She learned more in the trying than she ever would have if I would have gone back and 'fixed' her work)</span></div>
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What a life lesson wrapped up in a little girl, a bottle of windex and a paper towel.</div>
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It's the trying that counts.</div>
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Let's all aim a little higher than we can reach this week, and jump if we have to. And if it's a little messier than we'd planned and not quite perfect. . .well, that's ok. You tried.</div>
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Practicing with you,</div>
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Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-2881510896848920542015-07-15T11:48:00.001-05:002015-07-15T11:48:21.873-05:00When Your Faith Squeaks Instead of Roars Yesterday was difficult.<br />
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While news broke of political deals with Iran and body parts of precious babies being sold by<br />
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Planned Parenthood, a sweet childhood friend of mine passed away after her hard fought battle with<br />
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cancer. She left behind a loving husband and six beautiful little children, grieving parents and big<br />
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sister and friends to numerous to count. And while I watched from the sidelines those closest to her<br />
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grieve, my heart shattered into pieces for them.<br />
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Yes, yesterday was difficult.<br />
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I found myself over and over throughout the day, thinking-praying, "Jesus, just please come and take<br />
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us home".<br />
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I was talking with a friend about everything going on and she said "Sometimes my GOD WINS roar<br />
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sounds more like a mouse squeaking, and today is one of those squeaking days."<br />
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I could not stopping thinking about those words.<br />
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Yes, somedays it is easy to stand on our proverbial mountain tops and shout for the whole world to<br />
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hear,"GOD WINS", but if you and I are very honest, somedays we are over in the corner, rocking<br />
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back and forth squeaking, whispering "God wins", as if we're trying to convince ourselves as much<br />
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as anyone else. And, we are. At least trying to remember.<br />
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Maybe that offends you. Maybe you've never faced a dark night of the soul. Maybe what is<br />
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happening in the world around you doesn't effect you the same way. Maybe the cruelty of death<br />
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has never snuck up on you. . .because I promise no matter how prepared you are that it is coming,<br />
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death is evil and wicked and is like a thief who leaves devastation in his wake.<br />
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But, here is what I've come to know and believe, God applauds and cherishes our squeaks and<br />
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whispers just as much, if not more than, our roars.<br />
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After all, it's easy to stand and roar when everything is easy. The sun is shining and life is good. Our<br />
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people are healthy and happy, the bank account is thick and friends are all around us. Yes, of course,<br />
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we can stand and say with the confidence of a movie superhero's megavoice "GOD WINS".<br />
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But what happens when the storms come and life is difficult. Our people are sick and sad and anxiety<br />
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or disease has taken over, the bank account now has red ink instead of black and it's difficult to find a<br />
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friend. If when -because it's always when not if-these things happen, and our voice gets a little<br />
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quieter and we find ourselves barely able to squeak out, "God wins" but still find the courage and<br />
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faith to whisper those words, I believe God stands and applauds.<br />
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Anyone can shout from the mountain top when life is easy, but it takes a faith that is down to our<br />
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marrow to proclaim this truth in the darkest night. But, whether a roar, whisper or squeak you can<br />
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be assured that God hears it all. And if life has beaten you up, you just keep whispering it over<br />
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and over-even if you think you're the only one who can hear it.<br />
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God sees you, your faith in the middle of the darkness is precious to Him.<br />
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And remember this, it is true. God does win.<br />
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No news cycle, betrayal, murder or death is a surprise to Him.<br />
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When you've cried all you can and then some more, and haven't slept for days, remember you're not<br />
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alone in this journey.<br />
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Psalm 56:8<br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="text Ps-56-8" id="en-ESV-14764" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; position: relative;">You have kept count of my tossings;<span class="footnote" data-fn="#fen-ESV-14764c" data-link="[<a href="#fen-ESV-14764c" title="See footnote c">c</a>]" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-56-8" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;"><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-14764L" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-14764L" title="See cross-reference L">L</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>put my tears in your bottle.</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-56-8" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;"><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-14764M" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-14764M" title="See cross-reference M">M</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>Are they not in your book?</span></span></span><br />
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Your tears are precious to him --every sleepless night--He knows and understands.<br />
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He has promised to make things right and to dry your tears.<br />
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Isaiah 25:8-9<br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><b><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="text Isa-25-8" id="en-ESV-18127" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">He will swallow up death forever;</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="text Isa-25-8" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; position: relative;">and <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-18127O" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-18127O" title="See cross-reference O">O</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>the Lord <span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-variant: small-caps;">God</span> will wipe away tears from all faces,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Isa-25-8" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">and <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-18127P" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-18127P" title="See cross-reference P">P</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth,</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Isa-25-8" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;"><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-18127Q" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-18127Q" title="See cross-reference Q">Q</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>for the <span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> has spoken.</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="text Isa-25-9" id="en-ESV-18128" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; position: relative;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block; font-size: 12px; left: -4.4em; line-height: 22px; position: absolute; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">9 </span>It will be said on that day,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Isa-25-9" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">“Behold, this is our God; <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-18128R" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-18128R" title="See cross-reference R">R</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>we have waited for him, that he might save us.</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Isa-25-9" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">This is the <span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span>; we have waited for him;</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Isa-25-9" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;"><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-18128S" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-18128S" title="See cross-reference S">S</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>let us be glad and rejoice in his salvation.”</span></span></b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="text Isa-25-9" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="text Isa-25-9" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">Hold on, keep waiting, and if you find yourself </span></span></span><span style="line-height: 24px;">whispering instead of roaring during the waiting. . .</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 24px;">well, you just keep on whispering, someday --someday, you will be able to roar again.</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 24px;">God wins.</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 24px;">Yes. He does. And He WILL save His people.</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 24px;">GOD WINS. </span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 24px;">Grace and Peace Precious One-You are dearly loved,</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 24px;"><br /></span>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-24827405837260876592015-06-30T11:35:00.002-05:002015-06-30T11:35:30.217-05:00You Are Stronger Than You ThinkI would tell you all the reasons why life has been utterly chaotic and overwhelming here at our<br />
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house, but it take more than one blog post.<br />
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I am guessing more than a few of you could tell me all the things in your life that are making it<br />
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that way for you too.<br />
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Life is so stinkin' hard and just messy and complicated sometimes, isn't it?<br />
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Watch the news for more than 5 minutes you might need to do some deep breathing into a paper bag.<br />
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The pain and hurt can wear a weary heart down.<br />
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Last week I was playing catch with my middle son and he kept asking me to throw it<br />
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harder/farther. I was trying to keep up, but finally just had to say, "Jude that's as far as I can go. I just<br />
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can't go any farther."<br />
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His response to me, "Come on Mom, you're stronger than you think!".<br />
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Well, you know that gave me the boost I needed to keep trying.<br />
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I have been playing those words over and over in my mind since he said them to me.<br />
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And, I want to share them with you too.<br />
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<b><i><u>YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU THINK.</u></i></b><br />
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No matter what you're going through, you too can cling to those words.<br />
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Because here's the thing, we don't have to be strong in ourselves.<br />
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Jesus is our great I AM. He is our everything. In Him, we find our strength to keep moving, even<br />
<br />
when life is beating us down.<br />
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<b><i><u>You are stronger than you think</u></i></b>.<br />
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On my own, I am a wimp. A wobbly, unstable wimp.<br />
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But, in Jesus, well in Him you and I are made strong.<br />
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2 Corinthians 12:9<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in </span><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">weakness</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my </span><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">weakness</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">es, so that Christ’s power may rest on me."</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">You and I get to quit pretending like we have it all together. That somehow life is hard</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">for everyone else but us. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">It's ok to say "I'm a weak mess". </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Because we don't have to be strong in ourselves.</span></span><br />
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Isn't that freeing?!? I know it is for me. Sometimes, I feel the most weak when I am</span></span><br />
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">trying to pretend I am strong. Pretending can take a lot out of girl.</span></span><br />
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">But in Jesus, we are strong.</span></span><br />
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">He is our strength. Our courage. Our determination. Our fortress when the world is closing</span></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">in.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 24px;">Psalm 61:1-3 </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">Hear my cry, O God,</span><br />
<span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-61-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;"><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-14821B" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-14821B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>listen to my prayer;</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="text Ps-61-2" id="en-ESV-14822" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; position: relative;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; left: -4.4em; line-height: 22px; position: absolute; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">2 </span>from the end of the earth I call to you</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-61-2" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">when my heart is <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-14822C" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-14822C" title="See cross-reference C">C</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>faint.</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="text Ps-61-2" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; position: relative;">Lead me to <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-14822D" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-14822D" title="See cross-reference D">D</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>the rock</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-61-2" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">that is higher than I,</span></span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="text Ps-61-3" id="en-ESV-14823" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; position: relative;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; left: -4.4em; line-height: 22px; position: absolute; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">3 </span>for you have been <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-14823E" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-14823E" title="See cross-reference E">E</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>my refuge,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;" /><span class="indent-1" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-61-3" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; position: relative;">a strong <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-14823F" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-14823F" title="See cross-reference F">F</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>tower against the enemy.</span></span><div>
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<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">You can do this.</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Whatever your 'this' is.</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">God is on your side, lean on Him. He is your strength.</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">And</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">, </span><b><i><u><span style="font-family: inherit;">YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU THINK.</span></u></i></b></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 24px;">Pressing on with you<b style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;">,</b></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><br /></span></span>
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Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-302679209261575612015-06-23T12:00:00.000-05:002015-06-23T12:00:00.975-05:00Being BraveFor Mother's Day, my daughters class each planted their mom a flower and then chose one word to<br />
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describe them.<br />
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I don't know what I expected, but what I received from that precious soul has not left me since<br />
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she presented me with my gift. <br />
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<i>"Brave" </i>I was stunned<i>.</i><br />
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I OFTEN do not feel brave. In fact, I can name countless times that I have missed out on<br />
<br />
something grand because I was a coward, more afraid of failure than of trying.<br />
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That's why her word stunned me so.<br />
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Of course, I had to ask my beautiful baby why she would pick "Brave" for me.<br />
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He answer was like a hug right from God to my soul.<br />
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"You're brave because you keep doing the hard things even when you want to quit."<br />
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{She's been watching my weight loss journey. And although, I try and not have it be the topic of<br />
<br />
every conversation, she can see her mom shrinking, not eating what she used did before and has<br />
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witnessed first had the elimination of Diet Coke from my life,<br />
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and often joins me when I'm exercising. In other words she's<br />
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been paying more attention than I thought, took stock of it and declared it brave How amazing it is<br />
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when our kids can see what we can't.}<br />
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One of the things that struck me about my sweet gift was that the flower she chose is a very ordinary<br />
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marigold. Of all the flowers the teacher had laid out for them to chose from, Belle picked the<br />
<br />
most ordinary and common. Of course, not to her, she thought it was beautiful.<br />
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What a picture of how God sees us.<br />
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The world and everyone around us may consider us ordinary and maybe even cowards, but He looks<br />
<br />
right at the core of us, declares us beautiful, knows what we are facing and attempting to overcome<br />
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and He declares us Brave and Beautiful.<br />
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I bought a new workout shirt today. It says:<br />
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Just.<br />
Keep.<br />
Going.<br />
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And really, isn't that the bravest thing of all to do?<br />
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No matter what you're facing.<br />
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If you're like me and you're trying to kick that fat demon to the curb, or you're going back to school,<br />
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maybe fighting for your marriage or a wayward child, maybe there's more month left than your<br />
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bank account would like, the list could go on and on.<br />
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Just.<br />
Keep.<br />
Going.<br />
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Our bravery well indeed may be the most ordinary bravery of all, but do you know what it still is?<br />
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It is still Brave.<br />
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And just when you think no one sees how hard you're working or can possibly understand what<br />
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you're going through, I pray you'll get a little reminder just like I did. ( I even saved the tag so I can<br />
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God sees you, He's running your race right along side of you cheering you on along with all the other<br />
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saints that have gone before--what an amazingly powerful thought. One of my favorite verses is<br />
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(The Message)<span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! </span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I am cheering you on as well. We can do this! </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I refuse to let fear rule my life any longer-let's be brave together!</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-74546343654311887272015-06-15T15:37:00.003-05:002015-06-15T17:07:41.077-05:00Roots and WingsThis past Saturday afternoon The Hubs and I attended the reunion of the school I grew up in.<br />
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Literally, preschool-12th grade I attended the same small Christian school that was also run by<br />
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I had been thinking about those faithful souls who began that church 40+ years ago and their<br />
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Those were special times in the early years of my church. Love and Friendship flowed easily.<br />
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were involved-but where a young mom could come with out judgement over clothes or background,<br />
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never hearing of Jesus before and have her life forever changed.<br />
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During this time another family became oh so important in my life, in more ways than I could ever<br />
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imagine as a child. They became my parents mentors and their youngest daughter my closest<br />
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confidant, Barbie Doll sharer and game player. We traded Friday and Saturday's at each other homes<br />
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and we were basically inseparable. Then the summer before 7th grade year, they heard God's call on<br />
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them to become missionary to the military in Germany.<br />
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I was devastated. Cried and Cried and Cried some more.<br />
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The summer I turned 15 I was allowed to fly over by myself (BY MYSELF-I felt so glamorous and<br />
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It was life changing.<br />
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I feel in love with the country and the people who they served.<br />
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Then when I was 19/20 and stumbling along to find my way as one is prone to do, this precious<br />
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couple, graciously allowed my to come over and live in their basement apartment and work in the <br />
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church/school. <br />
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That's where I met the cutest airman I have ever seen and 23 years later he still makes my heart go<br />
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pitter patter.<br />
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If they wouldn't have made the difficult choice to move across the ocean, leaving two of their grown<br />
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children and one brand new grandson, my life (and many many others) would look so much<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"> When you grow up in a certain type of church or environment, it can become easy to look back</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">and remember what was wrong or what you don't agree with or that we didn't like.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">Easier still to remember who was unkind or not Christ like or used God as a weapon. Very easy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">when really they were just opinions. But, talking with all those patient teachers who loved us well,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">and sacrificed much for us-who still remembered us after ALL these years. . .well, it was just </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">And what a reminder to give as much grace as I'd like to receive. To pray that my children would</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">think of me one day and only remember the good and forgive the bad.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">Yesterday, as The Hubs and I taught our precious kindergartners in Sunday School, I thought </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">again of those roots I had just been reminded of. . .all those Sunday School teachers who poured </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">And I was grateful for those roots. Those roots have given me my wings to fly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">Remembering all those friends who were so vital to my only-child life, who's smiles I would </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">recognize anywhere-there is a blessing that comes from remembering and honoring your roots.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">And while there where things and a (few) people who left scars-I'm even grateful for those.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">Those to help you remember. And cause you to love and give grace freely.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">While their were many I didn't get to see Saturday, who I may never see again this side of heaven,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">know that you were thought of fondly and missed and you will always hold a special place in the </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Psalm 119:11 </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.(KJV)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;">Micah 6:8</span></span></div>
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Four large pine trees and one 30ft tall locust tree that had been there for about 60 years.<br />
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Let's just say it did not want to go quietly into that dark night.<br />
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But, truth be told that thing, as giant as it was, had been dead a long time.<br />
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However, it may have been dead but it sure has left a lot of left overs.<br />
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Yes, all of that from one tree.<br />
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And the sawdust. Oh My Stars, it is everywhere.<br />
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So what does one do with enough wood to last them their entire lives and that of their children's?<br />
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With some pieces so large it takes two grown men to move?<br />
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Well, some we will burn, some we will turn into other things and thankful most will be carried off by friends.<br />
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Needless to say, "the tree" and it's after effects have been foremost in my mind this week, and last<br />
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night while out walking I got to thinking about it and "ALL THE WOOD".<br />
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What struck me is how "The Tree" is a lot like sin our lives.<br />
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It may be dead to us, and maybe it's taken us a long time to chop it down, but we've finally done it.<br />
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But in doing so, it's left a woodpile in it's wake. <br />
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We don't want it there. But, it's there none the less.<br />
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And the woodpile, while it doesn't look as dangerous as the dead tree, it sure can have it's own pitfalls.<br />
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If you've chopped down a sin in your life, how do you make sure there are no 'woodpiles' left.<br />
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Oh your sin it's been forgiven. But, it's not enough for us to just 'chop' it down, we've got to get rid of<br />
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all the remains, otherwise we're just in for a different type of pain.<br />
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Burn that pile that is left. Sin has consequences, fall out, whether is 'giant logs' or 'sawdust' get it out.<br />
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Call a friend, a pastor, a counselor if you need to -but get ride of it.<br />
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Because you know what that leftover pile could easily turn into?<br />
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An alter.<br />
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And while we may never grow that particular sin so high and large again, we keep it's remembrance <br />
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right there where we can see it, can think about it.<br />
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Maybe that might mean walking away from relationships, or getting off social media, changing where<br />
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you hang out or what you watch. I don't know. It's different for every person. But, I do know that<br />
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I have seen lives destroyed, not just from "the tree" (sin) but from the leftover "woodpile" as well.<br />
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You'd be surprised at the amount of angst that tree has given me this past week. Getting it out wasn't<br />
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Grace and Peace,<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15958354999042758844noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4438928379553897003.post-12868322546604904472015-05-25T11:28:00.002-05:002015-05-25T11:28:46.933-05:00The Duggar Dilemma and Why I Won't Be Quiet Last week as the news broke about Josh Duggar and the molestation allegations my heart broke.<br />
For the innocents and for what I knew would be the backlash against christianity as yet one more outspoken voice falls into depravity.<br />
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The interwebs came alive with the story and article after article was published and two camps seemed<br />
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Here's where being a blogger can be tricky. Especially a blogger like me.<br />
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This is a blog where I write about things God is teaching me in the ordinary moments of my life.<br />
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Not, a political blog. Not a breaking news blog.<br />
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So, I've waited for a few days now to put my thoughts to the keyboard. (in the era we live in those few days count as years in the blogosphere) <br />
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But, I did put this thought on my Facebook the day after the story broke.<br />
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But, I received some emails calling me everything from misguided, a 'liberal so-called Christian' to telling me I should just shut up about the situation.</div>
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And that would be easier wouldn't it? To just be quiet. To sit down and not say a word. Pretend that no</div>
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one is watching how I-and greater still-the Church reacts.</div>
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But, I can't and won't. And while I am not here to prosecute or dissect the Dugger case specifically</div>
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but to (hopefully) engage in a broader conversation about abuse and it's victims as a whole some specific</div>
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things we can and MUST learn come directly from this instance.</div>
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Joshua Duggar has stated that he is guilty, although never calling what he did by it's actual name.</div>
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So no one need to say 'innocent until proven guilty'. He has admitted he violated at least 5 young innocent girls.</div>
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He says he asked forgiveness from them, his family/friends and God.</div>
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Far be it from me to say there is not enough grace for him. God can and does forgive all. Please do not twist my words or hear me say otherwise.</div>
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However, there is a process in place within the system we live in and his parents did just about all they could to skirt it. And they should be held accountable. It is not 'picking on them' to say so. They chose to sweep this under the rug -in a sense violating those girls one more time.</div>
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The time has come for those of us in the Church at large to stand and be a voice for the voiceless.</div>
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To stop hiding predators in the walls of our churches by handling things 'in house'.</div>
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By forcing this notion of quick forgiveness upon victims and in doing so silencing their voice and minimizing their pain.</div>
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By equating sexual immorality with sexual abuse and violence. They are not the same.</div>
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We are consumed with the notion of our rights being violated by 'baking the cake' or other services being rendered to gay couples as gay marriage sweeps our country. We will paint signs, sign petitions, post countless articles on Facebook and twitter about the subject but yet we find out 5 innocent girls have been molested and we go silent. </div>
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Or worse yet, use the false argument that 'liberals' do this kind of thing all the time and no one calls them out. . .did we not learn as children "Two wrongs don't make a right"?</div>
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We preach a cheap grace that says 'God forgives him, who are we to judge".</div>
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Did we not learn as children that our actions have consequences.</div>
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Where are the protests calling for the statute of limitations to be extended when it comes to children being violated and raped?</div>
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Are we so hungry as a Christian community to have people that talk sweetly, carry their Bibles, talk about Jesus and where clothes that cover their bodies we will push aside the violent perversion of these acts?</div>
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<span style="color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, lucida grande, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.38;">It is time to speak up. It is time to be </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">repulsed by these actions and all others performed </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.38;"> against the innocent.</span></span></div>
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