tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77802979500313192492024-02-19T07:53:04.116-05:00One Mommy's LifePSALM 40:8 "I desire to do your will, my God;
your law is within my heart"One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.comBlogger141125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-32628655570468521312015-09-01T21:12:00.000-04:002015-09-01T21:12:14.868-04:00My son is so thoughtful!!!As a mom, you tend to second guess how you are doing with your children. You wonder if what you are teaching your children is getting through. Are they compassionate to others? Do they show God's love? My son doesn't ask for anything & could not care less about "name
brands". He loves to do things for others, just to see them smile. God Bless him! He is so understanding.<br />
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Well, yesterday when he came home from school, I got a huge lump in my throat. . . . .<br />
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I picked him up from school and he was extremely excited about a fundraiser that his school is doing. He talked incessantly about the prizes and items he could get for making "x amount" of sales. I was happy to see him excited about something like this, because it was always a favorite thing of mine as a kid to see what I could "win". Well . . . he proceeds to tell me about a special item that he could get that would "DOUBLE" the prize money winnings for sales. I'm thinking to myself that he will use the winnings to buy a new video game or maybe the watch he has been talking about. <br />
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He proceeds to tell me how he can win enough to use for the first installment for his braces. <gulp> I get tears in my eyes. You see, we had finally saved enough for the first payment for his braces, when our bank account had an error from a local store that drained our account down to almost nothing . . . that took 3 weeks to get fixed. During that time, my washing machine broke AND our bladder tank and well pump went bad. SO, we had NO water for over a week and we had to use the money from his braces down payment to pay for the necessary items and are working on saving the down payment, now. I am using an old Maytag wringer washer from the 1930's so that I don't have to buy a new washing machine & can save money for his braces. But, it looks like it is going to be Summer before we get enough money together to make the first payment of $1000. I hate that he will have to wait on this, because he is such a thoughtful child. But I know it will all work out. It always does. God takes care of us. </gulp><br />
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<br />One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-16761540578817356472015-05-17T01:30:00.003-04:002015-05-17T01:30:33.200-04:00Silent FriendA few weeks ago my husband and I were discussing the possibility of getting a puppy. We decided to apply for adoption with one of the rescue groups, locally. We did not hear from them for a few weeks so we decided to look elsewhere. We found another puppy locally, went to visit it and also got to meet a few we others that were available. I really fell for a little quiet blue pup. But my husband sort of liked a different one, too. After spending about an hour with them, we went home and prayed about it. I was not sure if this was the pup for our family or not. I needed for God to give me some kind of a sign.<br />
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The next morning, my husband asked me which one I thought we should get. I told him that I was still not 100% sure, but felt like the blue one was for our family. My son asked me the same thing. I told him what I had said to his dad. He really liked the blue one, too. So, I took him to school and my husband had left for work. All day, I thought about the possibility of adopting one of the pups from the day before. But my mind kept wandering from pup to pup.<br />
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Finally, I laid down for a brief nap, because of a headache. When I woke up, a strange thing happened . . . odd names started coming to mind. Juno. Gage. Then, the thought of "silent one" came to mind. This led me to getting online and looking up names that meant "silent one". Nothing really came up for a boy. (that is what the pups were, boys) Then I put in "silent". The name "Mykelti" came up. It means "silent friend". It was given to a famous person by his (indian) Blackfoot grandfather. THIS was my sign. My husband's father was part Indian and God spoke to me on a few occasions through him. So the BLUE pup it would be.<br />
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I told my son about everything & he agreed it was the sign I was looking for. He and his grandfather had a very close bond. We went and picked him up that evening. On the way home my son asked if he could name him "Pepper". This is totally something that my father in law would have encouraged. So, his formal name is Mykelti - but we all call him Pepper. <br />
One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-10224657170279768002015-03-25T18:19:00.001-04:002015-03-26T02:40:49.272-04:00Praying for even the little thingsMy son & I were talking the other day about praying for even the little things, like a parking space close to the doors of a store when it is raining or to find your keys or something you may have misplaced. Which also led to us talking about how God uses us to further his plans and help one another.<br />
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Well, when I was on Facebook, on Friday, reading through one of the Sellers pages that I subscribe to, I noticed that someone had posted that their child had inadvertently picked up another childs backpack at Pokemon club, thinking it belonged to their brother. That mom said she would leave the backpack in the school office on Monday. Well, my child doesn't go to the Pokemon club, but it stayed in my mind. Then, on Monday I was talking with a friend of mine whom I had not seen or spoken to in a few weeks and she mentioned that her sons backpack was missing since Friday at Pokemon club and he was praying that it would turn up. I remembered the post I had seen and directed her to the Seller's page and we both messaged the mom. As it turns out, it WAS his backpack and she was able to get it back. YAY! <br />
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Another prayer answered through HIS people! I LOVE it when God lets us see HIS work and includes us in on it!<br />
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I had been praying that God would help me find a really good deal on some beautiful yarn, because I do alot of gift making throughout the summer. I kept looking on Craigslist, at Goodwill, & various other websites, but hadn't found anything. Then, I happened to look on Craigslist and found a HUGE amount of yarn a lady had posted for $100. Well, I had saved my birthday money and some money from Christmas and got in touch with the lady. Turns out, she had 4 black garbage bags of yarn of various colors and styles . . . all of which I could TOTALLY use! I picked it up and was amazed at all of the kinds of yarn she had. I could hardly believe my good fortune! But, I know my GOD IS GOOD, ALL OF THE TIME! And I was giddy the whole drive home. I couldn't wait to show my family! I mean, it's not like they would be excited about the yarn, but about my story. <br />
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I shared this with my son when he got home from school & he laughed and said, "Gee MOM, I've never seen someone so happy about yarn!" But, he knew that it wasn't just the yarn.<br />
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So, I share this with you all simply to say . . . DO NOT hesitate in your prayers. God hears ALL of them . . . even the ones YOU may think are silly or small. NO prayer is silly or small to GOD.<br />
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I believe that GOD is what connects people. Not our human blood. <br />
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What we all need to realize is that as GOD's people, we are to LOVE each other. PERIOD. We were not put here to judge. That is GOD's job. <br />
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If we REALLY follow GOD's word, then we should not be speaking out of both sides of our mouths. <br />
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You cannot profess to be a follower of Christ, yet be arrogant and showboat your blessings. <br />
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You cannot profess to love God and be a disciple of HIS . . . and yet refuse to FORGIVE. <br />
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If you hear "gossip" regarding someone saying something about you, GO TO THAT PERSON PRIVATELY and discuss it with them. DO NOT assume the worst. People like to stir up stuff. So, keep that in mind. <br />
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If you REALLY want to be more like Christ, you should be reaching out to
others, even those that you feel offended by or you just plain don't
like. As a follower, you are also a LEADER. It is NOT your place to
decide who you want to share the love of God with and who you don't. He
tells us to share it with ALL. He does not want ANY of us to perish. <br />
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I am not saying that you should be mindless in your pursuit to help others come to know HIM. What I AM saying, is that you need to be mindful and pray. Listen to what God puts on your heart. Use the wisdom HE gives you to do the work HE wants you to do. <br />
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If you are reading this and wondering how this affects you, then sit down with your Bible, pray, and ask God to reveal to you what you should be doing. You may not like what you hear, but as you mature in your relationship with HIM, you will come to LOVE HIS people and HIS ways more and more.One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-5949510392062567342014-02-16T19:04:00.002-05:002014-02-16T19:16:11.974-05:00To my waitress . . . I am sorry<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2/15/2014</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dear Waitress,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tonight
my 9 year old son advised me that I did not handle things very well this
evening at dinner. So, I want to apologize. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have
always said that EVERY server/waiter/waitress should be tipped, since that is
how you make a living. I have made sure to emphasize that to my son
(obviously) so that he will learn to leave a good tip when he is old enough to
do so.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have taught my son to
always leave a tip, no matter what.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I make a point to share with him how much I tip and to always tip more
than what is the “expected” amount, since there are so many people today that
don’t bother to tip at all or who leave ridiculously small tips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve even gone so far as to explain to
him how unfairly servers are paid $2.13 an hour and that the tips are what make
up the difference for the minimum wage and then some.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But tonight I did something that I have never done in my
life. I did not leave a tip. And I am truly sorry. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You see,
tonight I was disappointed by our service and I should have spoken to you
about it. When you asked for our drink orders and immediately asked if we
were ready to order, I felt rushed because we had just sat down. I asked
for creamer for my 2nd cup of coffee, but my coffee was lukewarm by the time I
received the creamer. Our food was brought out by someone else and my
son's order was incorrect, but you were so rushed that we hardly got to tell
you, so when we asked for extra mayonnaise and you said "you've got
two" to my husband, I was annoyed because what you didn’t realize was
that we wanted the extra mayo for my son's burger, that was incorrect to begin
with. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, I
asked the manager for some mayonnaise, butter, and creamer. When he
brought it to our table, he asked if everything was ok. At first, I said it was
fine. Then, he asked again, and I told him I was bothered by the way in
which you had remarked that we had 2 packets of mayonnaise already,
when we asked for more. At that point, I really didn't want to bother you
with any more requests.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apparently,
he said something to you about it, because after my son & husband were done
eating you came by our table and very curtly placed extra mayonnaise on the
table and left. You did the same thing with the creamer. Dropped it
and left. I don't blame you for being visibly upset. Ironically, I
am always telling my son to go straight to the source if you have a problem.
And he, very graciously, pointed that out to me tonight.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You were
obviously having a rough night and I should have recognized that. I
should have put myself in your shoes and recognized that you needed a smile,
not a frown. . . an encouraging word, not my thoughtlessness of not
leaving a tip. . . you needed a break. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My bill
was around $30. Please find enclosed your tip of $20. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Again, I
am sorry for not leaving a tip and for not addressing my concerns with
you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I pray that you have a
blessed day and you can forgive my thoughtlessness. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To those that asked . . . Yes *** I actually did leave a letter for our server, but it only included the first 2 lines of the above letter and the last two paragraphs. *** </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I felt that I did not need to go into detail and rehash the events, because I wanted her to know I was sincere in my apology. I did not want her to think I was being sarcastic or begrudgingly leaving a tip.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am HUMAN. I made a mistake and now I have owned up to it. Something that I am glad my son was able to witness. So that he knows it is ok to make mistakes, but it is important that you acknowledge them, fix it, and move on. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Servers work hard for their money and the tips we leave are not really tips at all. It is their paycheck. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If I had treated her with the same courtesy that I expect others to treat me, then . . . </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I would have spoken with her kindly and given her a smile. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I would have told her that I could see she was busy. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I would have never left without leaving a tip. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As my son reminded me . . . "We reap what we sow."</span></div>
One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-47946305722739848842014-02-15T16:42:00.000-05:002014-02-15T16:42:20.631-05:00Not ALL disabilities are easily SEEN . . . <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">WOW. People never cease to amaze me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Making assumptions as to whether or not someone is disabled, makes you look like an idiot. Not everyone with a disability, has a disability that is easily recognized. Not all disabilities are VISUALLY noticeable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was just reading a friend's facebook post about people getting tickets for parking in a disabled parking spot, with no proof of disability on their vehicle. PLEASE make no mistake, I AGREE that people should not be parking in those spots without proof that they have the right to park there. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">However . . . I was saddened at some of the other comments regarding toilet stalls, ADA seats and shopping carts that were made. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One person wrote that her pet peeve was "able-bodied people using the handicapped stall in the restroom" when there were other stalls available and she couldn't understand why she was treated as if she was "some kind of hateful or horrible person" for saying something to the person who had been in there for a long time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> ................Ummm, excuse me, HELLO, you ARE acting in a hateful manner. It's NONE of your business as to why someone is using that "handicapped" stall. Maybe the person using that stall needs a toilet that sits higher, so that they can actually get up off of the seat because of a back or knee problem. Or maybe they have a colostomy bag or a catheter bag and need the extra room, that the handicapped stall provides, to maneauver around to empty or change that bag. Maybe they have an anxiety issue and cannot tolerate small confined spaces without freaking out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Someone else commented on people not putting carts back in the cart corral. Maybe the person was sick and had to come out to get food for herself and her sick family. Maybe that person was in excruciating pain and had to go out to the store for necessities because they didn't have anyone that could do it for them, and those extra steps were just not worth the pain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Another comment was about a young male college student sitting in an ADA seat and how he wouldn't move for an individual with a walker to sit in his seat. Yet, the commenter with the other person felt the need to berate him and say nasty things about his mother, until he finally got up and moved. How do you know that HE was not disabled. What gives you the right to expect someone to move just because you cannot SEE their disability.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">People, we really need to take the time to think about the things we do and say to each other. What kind of example are you setting, as a christian, if you feel the need to act in such a NON-loving way? I understand, to some degree, the frustration that people may feel about the above items, but your frustration does not give you the RIGHT to be hateful. Jesus did not act in such a way. And if ANYONE had the RIGHT to act in this manner, it was HE! Jesus told us to LOVE. We are not to judge or assume. It is NOT our place.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You see, I have been on the other end of these scenarios. . . . .</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was the person with a knee problem, who needed the higher seat. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was the person in so much pain that the extra steps were just not worth it. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was the person who was sitting in the ADA seat, receiving nasty looks and hearing snarky whispers, simply because noone could SEE a disability.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There is a lot to be said about "walking a mile" in someone else's shoes. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">NONE of the above things caused someone to die. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, really, there is not any GOOD reason to be so indignant.</span>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-11661628340966262732014-01-08T21:41:00.000-05:002014-01-08T21:47:44.895-05:00It's a NEW Year . . . NEW situations . . . NEW HOPE!<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So many of us make New Year's resolutions, but this year I chose not to do that. I decided that I want to work toward having a closer relationship with Christ and becoming a better mom and wife. The mom and wife that God created me to be. Funny thing is, I figured that would entail me reading my Bible more and spending more time with my son, sharing the Bible together.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">However, I guess that God is also allowing other things to transpire for that to occur, because today I went to see the OB/GYN about scheduling a Hysterectomy, due to all of the problems I've had over the past 8+ years and that have recently started up again. Well, the Dr. did an exam and ultrasounds and found that my uterus is enlarged (the size of someone's that would be 3-4 months pregnant) and there is a large mass. He said that I must have a Hysteroscopy and D&C so that it can be sent to pathology to check for cancer, before he will schedule a Hysterectomy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">My son had to go with me, because of the weather delay for his school opening. So, we stopped for lunch on the way back to take him to school. After we left the Dr's office, I wanted to scream and cry, but I didn't want him to see me upset. He could tell that I was upset, but knows that God will take care of me. He just looked at me and said, "Well, it's always something." I told him that God would take care of me and he said that he knows. Then, we both laughed.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I have faith that everything will work out. And I believe that God has far more work to do through me, before it is my time to go home. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Unfortunately, this will put even more strain on our finances, yet again. We almost lost our home a little over a year ago because of medical bills. I have been out on medical leave since November 2011 and we have been struggling ever since. If my husband would not have taken a loan against his 401K, we wouldn't have had enough to pay our bills AND have food.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Now, we are going through it once more. With our insurance payment each month, almost double what it was last year AND I have to have $1200 when I walk in the hospital door on Friday morning. Not real sure where that will come from, but I know that God will provide. He always does. My husband's truck has been acting up and my van has too. But we don't have enough money coming in right now to have any kind of car payment. We are literally down to the bare bones. We've paid off most of our debt and don't have any credit cards. But it is everything we have to pay the mortgage and bills that we DO have and put food on the table.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">It just seems neverending.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We are putting the house up for sale in the Spring/Summer. Praying that we will be able to make enough to buy a piece of land and build a small 800-1000 sq. ft home OURSELVES, with the physical help of anyone that wants to help build it. We've even talked about making a home out of a small shed or a couple of shipping cargo trailers or a cob home or a pallet home. Our hope is to downsize EXTREMELY, so that we can live a more simple life and do more of God's work by having more time freed up and less money required to pay out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">But I can't help but think about so many of my childhood friends, local friends, and various acquaintances that have gone through or are currently going through something similar or <strong>worse</strong>, and do not have close family or good friends to be by their side while they go through it. OR, more importantly, do not really <u><em>know</em></u> JESUS, so they don't have real HOPE!! I try to keep up on Facebook with what others post and my heart breaks for so many of them. I know that God watches over all of us and that there is nothing that occurs in our lives that HE does not know about. Yet, I still feel sad for them and want them to see GOD in the midst of their current situation. I pray that they would be encouraged and feel the peace of our Heavenly Father surrounding them in their situation. For only HE can give us REAL peace, when we surrender all of our fears to HIM.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Thankfully, regardless of our current situations, there is HOPE. HOPE in the Heavenly Father. HOPE in the blessed assurance I have that I am HIS. HOPE that no matter what, that EVERYTHING that happens in my life, HE will use for a greater good!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">MAY HIS PEACE BE WITH YOU!!!</span>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-40810558075054685312013-11-06T11:33:00.000-05:002013-11-06T11:33:04.310-05:00Do you REALLY understand what being a CHRISTIAN is???<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong><em>Anyone that knows me, knows that my posts are here to provoke you to think. </em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">We found a church in January 2000 & after the first Sunday, I KNEW that it was the place for me. I spoke with the pastor and told him that I wanted to be baptised. I could feel the Holy Spirit moving in my heart. So, </span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was baptised February 4th, 2000. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After I was baptised, I changed. Not immediately. Not quickly. But from that day forward. God has continued to work on my <strong>heart </strong>and <strong>mind</strong> and change me. I am not saying that I am perfect or that I don't make mistakes and say or do stupid stuff, at times. . . . . but what I AM saying, is that God continues to <strong>change me</strong>, for the better. When I read my Bible and pray, I feel Him continuing to change me. I feel closer to God every day and when I go through difficult times, I use those memories to keep ME close to HIM.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am not the same person that I was 13 years ago. I am not even the same person I was 5 years ago. So, when I see other people that claim to be Christian, saying or doing things that are <strong>so obviously</strong> "unchristian-like" I become saddened and pray for them. My heart breaks for them. Because, not only are they misleading others and turning them <strong><em><u><span style="color: purple;">AWAY </span></u></em></strong>from Christ, but they are NOT experiencing the TRUE JOY of knowing Christ and living according to God's word! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Go to God and ask for peace and understanding. Ask HIM to help you "let it go", so that whatever is bothering you, does not eat away at your heart. One of the things that I ask God for DAILY is to let me FORGET things that others have said or done to me that have hurt me, so that I may not hold that against them. I want to remember ONLY the good things that people have said and done so that HIS peacefulness is always with me.</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Before you tweet or facebook or "vent" about another person - STOP and think before you do. It is NO different than GOSSIP. You <strong><em><u>REALLY </u></em></strong>need to say to yourself "Is this what MY Jesus Would do? Would MY Jesus make snarky comments about someone that made HIM angry? Would MY Jesus "vent" about someone who did something stupid? Would MY Jesus make posts on facebook about how someone screwed up something? </span><br />
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One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-89150916282933813222010-01-18T12:26:00.002-05:002010-01-18T13:13:29.509-05:00God Wants Your FAITH!<span style="font-family: verdana;"> Have you prayed and asked God for something, like healing or help with your finances? And then when you didn't get an immediate answer or an answer when YOU wanted it, just chalked it up to "Oh well, it must not be HIS WILL" ?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I think many of us are guilty of this. We pray with only half-hearted expectation. We pray but don't really "expect" God to deliver on our prayers. I think what we don't realize is that what HE really wants from us is our FAITH! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Look in the Bible in Mark . It tells us many accounts of Christ healing people and answering prayers of FAITH. Christ casts out an evil spirit, heals a man with leprosy, heals a paralyzed man, calms a storm, heals a demon possessed man, and the list goes on. But, one of my favorite stories in the Bible is Mark 5:24-34:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span><sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="en-NLT-24361">24</sup><span style="font-family: verdana;"> Jesus went with him, and all the people followed, crowding around him. </span><sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="en-NLT-24362">25</sup><span style="font-family: verdana;"> A woman in the crowd had suffered for twelve years with constant bleeding. </span><sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="en-NLT-24363">26</sup><span style="font-family: verdana;"> She had suffered a great deal from many doctors, and over the years she had spent everything she had to pay them, but she had gotten no better. In fact, she had gotten worse. </span><sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="en-NLT-24364">27</sup><span style="font-family: verdana;"> She had heard about Jesus, so she came up behind him through the crowd and touched his robe. </span><sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="en-NLT-24365">28</sup><span style="font-family: verdana;"> For she thought to herself, “If I can just touch his robe, I will be healed.” </span><sup style="font-family: verdana;" id="en-NLT-24366">29</sup><span style="font-family: verdana;"> Immediately the bleeding stopped, and she could feel in her body that she had been healed of her terrible condition.</span><p style="font-family: verdana;"> <sup id="en-NLT-24367">30</sup> Jesus realized at once that healing power had gone out from him, so he turned around in the crowd and asked, <woj>“Who touched my robe?”</woj></p><p style="font-family: verdana;"> <sup id="en-NLT-24368">31</sup> His disciples said to him, “Look at this crowd pressing around you. How can you ask, ‘Who touched me?’”</p><p style="font-family: verdana;"> <sup id="en-NLT-24369">32</sup> But he kept on looking around to see who had done it. <sup id="en-NLT-24370">33</sup> Then the frightened woman, trembling at the realization of what had happened to her, came and fell to her knees in front of him and told him what she had done. <sup id="en-NLT-24371">34</sup> And he said to her, <woj>“Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace. Your suffering is over.”</woj></p><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">The lady was healed by her FAITH! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">What have you prayed for and received in faith? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">In the last few months of 2009, I prayed that God would deliver me from my health problems and deliver me from emotional bondage. He has since healed my body and I am no longer taking the prescription medications that I was on for the past several years and I have begun to lose weight and have a tremendous amount of energy that I haven't had in years! I no longer suffer from bouts of anxiety or depression. MY GOD IS GOOD!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Recently, I prayed that HE would help us keep our home, bless us financially so that we could pay off our mortgage, and my husband and I would be able to work from home online so that we could home-school our son and do more work to build of HIS Kingdom, here in our little town. I have already seen parts of that prayer being answered. I serve an AWESOME God!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Now, go and pray in FAITH. . . . . . . and see what God has in store for you!</span>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-32615596482551230572009-12-05T19:23:00.007-05:002010-08-21T13:24:52.083-04:00Difficult LessonEarlier this week, God laid a song on my heart that I love. "Breathe" by Isa Couvertier & Dani Johnson. It speaks to my heart. It holds such meaning in just a few words. If you have never heard it, well . . . well then, you need to! You just need to hear it to see what I'm talking about.<br /><br />It has been 4 months since I have worked. I was getting really angry with God. I didn't understand why I had to continue going through this. I mean, seriously, what is the deal? I look around and it seems as if everyone in my church family is suffering, too, in some form or another. Why? I just don't understand. We love you Jesus. Please help me to understand. Please open my eyes. Take away my anger and frustration. Take away my feelings of hurt and pain. Show me, Lord, how we are going to make it through this difficult time. You KNOW that we need my income to make ends meet. You know that I am broken. Not just financially, but emotionally.<br /><br />THEN IT HIT ME!<br /><br />I was reading updates from friends online and came upon a link to one of my favorite people. She was having a live Ustream tonight. So, to fill in the time before it started, I started watching her last one from August 2009. So many things touched my heart. But the biggest is the scripture passage that she spoke on:<br /><h2 id="passage_heading">Hebrews 11:6<br /></h2> <p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30163">6</sup>And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.</p> <p>the word "reward" in greek means "pays wages"</p> <p>the word "earnestly" means "not distracted by anything unrelated to the goal; purposeful; devout"<br /></p><p>How could I have forgotten one of my favorite scriptures? :</p><p><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Jeremiah 29:11 </span><sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-19647">11</sup><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"> </span>For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.</span></p><p>He gives me HOPE. He gives me a FUTURE. He has plans to PROSPER me and NOT to HARM me! I have FAITH and seek HIM earnestly. . . so why do I allow my situation to dictate my emotions and reactions?</p><p>Because I needed to be reminded. Reminded that HE loves me. Reminded that He has plans for me and that he will prosper me. And my church family, too.<br /></p><p>When I stopped to think about it: He HAS sustained me through all of this. He HAS shown me how BLESSED I am and given me the luxury of spending more time with my family. More time with my child, which was something that I had prayed earnestly about.<br /></p><p>Thank you Lord. For my circumstances. For my life. For my family. For my church family. For my home. For my food. For the freedom to worship you freely and share you freely with others!</p><p>I will now wait, as patiently as I know how, to hear from you on what is next.<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-30232633834067711732009-11-20T13:13:00.003-05:002009-11-20T13:16:25.370-05:00Sunny Day!The Fall & Winter months always tend to bring on a feeling on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">melancholy</span> for me. But I am thankful for today! It is sunny and my house if FULL of sunlight! Thank you Lord for the sunshine and the warmth I feel when it is bright outside!One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-29315316954872920772009-11-15T19:23:00.003-05:002009-11-15T19:24:20.510-05:00I was BLESSED to witness this first hand!!!<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WW0uTKblmN4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WW0uTKblmN4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-56004427949844937122009-11-13T23:41:00.002-05:002009-11-14T00:01:45.656-05:00My Life ~ Working From HomeWorking from home has really given me the opportunity to do some reflection on my life. <br /> <br />If I had continued to work for someone else, then I never would have had the chance to take my son to school and pick him up EVERY DAY since he started school! I would not have been able to share in his excitement when he is picked up and hear his stories of how each day has gone. I would have missed out on all of that! I thank GOD that I am able to be home and share with my family. <br /><br />When I see other moms that have to go to work every day outside of the home, I feel their pain. I remember how that was. I remember not being able to see my son during waking hours. I remember the weeks of 65+ hours of work during Monday thru Friday. Trying to play "catch-up" on Saturdays and Sundays with my sleep, laundry, time with family and anything else that I missed throughout the week.<br /><br />One thing that I still have trouble understanding, though. . . When people ask me what I do and I tell them and then, also let them know that I can teach them to do the same thing, they want to stay in their J-O-B. OK. That's fine. I was like that once. I used to depend on a weekly paycheck from some other company. If it is all that you ever knew, then it is difficult to see how you could do anything else. But, I have also found that there are people out there that "get it" and are EXCITED about the opportunity to be able to work from home and create their OWN DESTINY. <br /><br />You see, I can plan my days around my life. I can do what I feel God calling me to do. That is to help others. I never thought that I would be one of those moms that stayed home and liked it. Funny thing is, I LOVE IT! I wish I had more kids! Ah, well. . . someday, maybe. <br /><br />For now, I will enjoy my life, my family, and MY JESUS!One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-32385166449778275662009-11-13T23:40:00.004-05:002009-12-03T23:36:51.004-05:00Psalm 96 (New Living Translation)<h4>Psalm 96</h4><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15442">1</sup> Sing a new song to the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span>!<br /> Let the whole earth sing to the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span>!<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15443">2</sup> Sing to the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span>; praise his name.<br /> Each day proclaim the good news that he saves.<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15444">3</sup> Publish his glorious deeds among the nations.<br /> Tell everyone about the amazing things he does.<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15445">4</sup> Great is the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span>! He is most worthy of praise!<br /> He is to be feared above all gods.<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15446">5</sup> The gods of other nations are mere idols,<br /> but the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span> made the heavens!<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15447">6</sup> Honor and majesty surround him;<br /> strength and beauty fill his sanctuary.</p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15448">7</sup> O nations of the world, recognize the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span>;<br /> recognize that the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span> is glorious and strong.<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15449">8</sup> Give to the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span> the glory he deserves!<br /> Bring your offering and come into his courts.<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15450">9</sup> Worship the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span> in all his holy splendor.<br /> Let all the earth tremble before him.<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15451">10</sup> Tell all the nations, “The L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span> reigns!”<br /> The world stands firm and cannot be shaken.<br /> He will judge all peoples fairly.</p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15452">11</sup> Let the heavens be glad, and the earth rejoice!<br /> Let the sea and everything in it shout his praise!<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15453">12</sup> Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy!<br /> Let the trees of the forest rustle with praise<br /> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15454">13</sup> before the L<span style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span>, for he is coming!<br /> He is coming to judge the earth.<br /> He will judge the world with justice,<br /> and the nations with his truth.</p>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-41504864734997570212009-11-05T21:15:00.001-05:002009-11-05T21:18:39.491-05:00WHY would you NOT switch products?RISK FREE, money back guarantee, free $100 in products, factory direct, wholesale pricing, and only $1 to join until November 23rd.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.switchstorestoday.com">WHY would you NOT switch products?</a><br /><br />I can show you safer products for your home and family that are sold to you factory direct at wholesale prices AND you will spend LESS than you are spending on "store bought products" that are NOT safe for you!<br /><br />After 3 years of using the products, I can't help but share this information with people I know and love as well as strangers! 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RISK FREE, money back guarantee, free $100 in products, factory direct, wholesale pricing, and only $1 to join until November 23rd. <<unlike>>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-35675920176962552472009-11-04T10:27:00.003-05:002009-11-04T10:47:37.370-05:00School Pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GM0xlEQ8gFITziAqquI-uPRFr56QC5rbYs1V2klKZsGllGCvSU_3N_Y-mQAOgMJ_IPlR_69WB6UV0DGllWwrElfMUDeoGRBRmzNjSrQmQfoBzpmhH4-6ez3yunbGe4w3SBAs5Ps3Yew/s1600-h/ch1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GM0xlEQ8gFITziAqquI-uPRFr56QC5rbYs1V2klKZsGllGCvSU_3N_Y-mQAOgMJ_IPlR_69WB6UV0DGllWwrElfMUDeoGRBRmzNjSrQmQfoBzpmhH4-6ez3yunbGe4w3SBAs5Ps3Yew/s320/ch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400275200779435922" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, it is that time of year again when the kiddies all get to bring home their illustrious portraits that we buy through the school that inevitably has something in disarray. I remember when I was a little girl that I had pictures taken each year at school and I always hated them. They were so blah. I guess that is why I took up photography as a hobby and generally take my son's pictures myself. Well, this year was my son's first real school pictures. He wanted me to comb his hair so that it looked nice and I dressed him a an adorable heavy knit, striped, long sleeve shirt. Perfect for a little boy that is truly the epitome of the "All American Boy".<br /><br />Living in the Southeast, you can't always determine what the weather will be like. Apparently before it was time for the pictures, my son got hot and decided to take off his shirt and wear only his undershirt. I had told him that he could do this, but to be sure he put on his long sleeved shirt for the photo. Well, I guess he didn't remember that part and he told me on the way home from taking the pictures that he had not worn his long sleeved shirt. Great. I was not too happy with this and really over reacted. Then I realized what an idiot I had been and apologized to my little guy. I felt like such a bad mom. I mean seriously, it is just a picture and if it didn't turn out so good, then I could just have them retaken. Right?<br /><br />I proceeded to tell my son a little story about one of the school photos that I had when I was little. My mom & dad had left me with family friends so that they could go out of town to attend a funeral. My mom had left explicit instructions on what I was to wear. SO, the morning of the school photos, I got up and got dressed. I had my mom's friend put my hair in pigtails so that I would be "all pretty". Well, little did I know that my mom hated my hair in pigtails because my hair was so baby fine and straggly looking. So when she got back and found out about the hair-do, she was non too pleased.<br /><br />Well, he got the biggest kick out of my story and he seemed to feel much better. He even told his dad all about our little stories as soon as his dad got home.<br /><br />So, he just brought the pictures home. I have already decided to keep them no matter what they look like, simply because of the story that he and I now share.One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-57222880889532127842009-10-22T21:11:00.003-04:002009-10-22T21:47:32.346-04:00School Phone MessagesToday I get a "recorded message" from my son's school that the children have ALL been sent home with VERY IMPORTANT note in their backpacks and that it is VERY IMPORTANT that we read this note. One problem . . . my son has been home since Tuesday, so I had no idea what they were talking about. In my attempts to get in touch with other moms, I don't get any answers because it's Soccer night and no one was home yet. Finally got in touch with a friend about an hour later and it was NOT good news.<br /><br />A little girl in first grade passed away last night from the H1-N1 flu.<br /><br />Upon further research online and local newspaper website; Heaven was only 6 years old and was perfectly healthy until October 8th when she came down with it. She has a brother that is in the 3rd grade that is also ill right now.<br /><br />Please join me in praying for this family:<br />Father God I ask that you encompass Heaven's family with your love and compassion. We lift up her brother to your healing hand. Father please help him to deal with his sister's death. Heal this family, Lord, hearts and bodies. Show us in their comunity how we can help the family during this time of grief. ~AmenOne Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-47908172272103332172009-10-19T17:03:00.004-04:002009-10-19T17:18:24.839-04:00Is it REALLY possible to work from home?A friend of mine decided a few years ago that she was going to work part time from home to make some extra cash while she was going to school. NOW it's only a few years later and she has a thriving business! She is a military wife and is able to do her part time business from anywhere in the world that has access to a phone and internet. Shortly after she began working her business, she recruited me as a customer. 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As a Preferred Customer, you NEVER pay retail price.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.melaleuca.com/ProductStore/ProductSearch.aspx?search=oligo&showVideo=Video/0908_real_oligo_stories_480x270.flv">Multiple Births; Healthy and Happy</a>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-82650265548696440052009-09-14T21:00:00.000-04:002009-09-14T21:01:37.074-04:00Letter from HELLThis is one of those videos that I keep watching to remind myself to ALWAYS share my faith in JESUS!<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kq2xbMHcOw&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kq2xbMHcOw&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-48760327751293906932009-09-09T20:03:00.003-04:002009-10-19T16:39:22.650-04:00Heart & Mouth<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Taking my son to school the other day, I came across a church light board that had this on it: </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">"The window to your heart is through your mouth"</span></em></strong> </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">It really made me think. What things do I say that reflect my heart is for Jesus? More importantly: What things do I say that DON'T reflect that?<br /><br />So many Christians are labeled as hypocrites and it is no wonder. They live a different way throughout the week than they do on Sunday. They talk about going out to the club and getting drunk and sleeping around and then act all "spiritual" and sing praises in church on Sunday morning. Some of them always have something negative to say about others. OR When they hear someone say something about another person that is not so flattering, they chime in with agreement or add their negative information to the conversation.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><em><strong><span style="color:#33ffff;">Can you imagine how this sounds to Jesus?</span></strong></em> </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">What about you? </span><br /><br />Do you talk about others?<br />Do you ALWAYS have something nice to say about someone?<br />Do you take up for others, when others are saying something negative about someone?<br />OR Do you join in the negative conversation?<br /><br /><strong>Stop for a minute and think about something that you have said about someone TODAY.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Is it something that would make JESUS happy?</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"><em>REMEMBER: </em></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ffccff;"><em>"The window to your heart is through your mouth"</em></span> </span></strong>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-40087035395481998612009-03-16T11:33:00.001-04:002009-03-16T12:16:14.456-04:00OK. . . I have to say something. . .This Sunday I about spewed my Coca-Cola when I heard our pastor make reference to people that constantly call or email him with complaints about various things about our church. <br /><br />***PLEASE KNOW: IT IS NOT MY INTENTION TO OFFEND ANY OF MY CHRISTIAN BROTHERS OR SISTERS.*** <br /><br />You see, this is something that has ALWAYS been a pet peeve of mine, too. I mean seriously folks, if you don't like something, then either do something POSITIVE to add value OR KEEP QUIET. I just cannot stand it when people want to make "suggestions" or "complain" about something at church and then have NOTHING TO OFFER. Especially, when it is something TRIVIAL. I mean, if someone is not going to die or get physically hurt because of whatever you are complaining about, then, maybe you need to think seriously before opening your mouth. <br /><br />You didn't like the music this week?. . . So, it will be different next week anyway.<br /><br />You felt uncomfortable with the message?. . . Maybe God is trying to tell you something. <br /> <br />You think we need our own building instead of renting the High Shool auditorium?. . . Are YOU going to pay for the land & building? Do you TITHE to help make that possible?<br /><br />You feel that you are not able to find a church that you "like"?. . . Maybe you need to look inside your heart and see what it is about YOU that makes you feel that way.<br /><br />You don't like the way the service is set up? . . . Have you thought about volunteering your time to help out?<br /><br />You wish that there was a specific kind of small group?. . . How about volunteering to lead one in your home?<br /><br />You see, I have found that when you feel the urge to complain about something in church, it is usually because something is different than what you are used to. Generally, people do not like change. <br /><br />If you have ever been to our church, well, then you know that our church is different. You see, Pastor Tommy makes no bones about it. . . he preaches DIRECTLY FROM THE WORD OF GOD! This sometimes makes people uncomfortable. At least when you are part of our church, you know where the pastor stands. He stands FIRMLY on the WORD OF GOD! He doesn't act self righteous or like he is better than you because he's a preacher. . . quite the contrary. He will share with you his LIFE and make you aware of his shortcomings, so that you can see that NONE of Christ's followers are perfect. If we were, then we wouldn't need Christ.<br /><br />Sadly, too many so called "preachers" do not do that. Many pastors that I have encountered over the past several years have either preached "hate" or have preached "acceptance" of things that are completely against God's Holy Word. Or worse, they completely skirt the issues at hand and never seem to broach the "controversial topics". They have leaned too much on "political correctness". <br /><br />I believe that if there is something that you do not agree with or want something changed, then you need to be part of the SOLUTION. Join a Journey Group! Get plugged in! Volunteer your time to help out on Sunday morning! Don't just sit by and let SATAN whisper in your ear.One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-799104076898090582009-03-13T14:08:00.000-04:002009-03-13T14:09:08.390-04:00One of those videos. . . too funny!<embed src="http://xml.tangle.com/flash/swf/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=97759aa27a0c99bff671" quality="high" width="330" height="270" allowScriptAccess="always" name="tangle_video" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /></embed>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780297950031319249.post-35792351733533660882009-02-27T11:50:00.000-05:002009-02-27T12:17:28.171-05:00Letter From HellSo. . . <br /><br />You say you are a "christian". You try to live the life of one. You go to church, read your Bible daily, pray throughout the day; for others, you do community service, spend time with widows & orphans, and anything else you believe that God wants you to do. <br /><br />But tell me. . . <br /><br />WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THAT YOU SHARED THE STORY OF HOW TO GET TO HEAVEN WITH SOMEONE?<br /><br />Would this be a letter that you receive from one of YOUR friends?<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kq2xbMHcOw&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kq2xbMHcOw&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>One Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02248667389491713740noreply@blogger.com0