WE NEED YOUR PRAYERS

Be who you are and say what you feel...
Because those who matter... don't mind...
And those who mind... don't matter....

I don't know who this quote comes from but I got it in a recent email and I LOVE IT!!! I was just speaking today to my daughter's teacher and we were discussing this very point. We as human's are so worried about what other people think.

I am struggling very much in my personal life right now. Pride and fear have prevented me from telling people because of what they might think. The above statement says it best.

Here is what is happening in our life right now. I need to give the testimony so when God comes in and gives everything abundantly more than I ever imagined, I can bear witness to the power of the Almighty.

I am the single mother of 2 small children. I lost them to the foster care system Christmas of 2006. They were not returned until February of 2008. During that time my children were sexually and physically abused by the foster parents. My daughter has just recently revealed to her counselor some of what happened. My heart aches for her. Now, I am faced with the same nightmare again. I have recently become unemployed. My rent is behind, electricity close to being shut off and the DHR worker let me know that they will step in if the situation becomes worse. Amazing that they will give funds to abusive foster parents rather than assist the actual parents in keeping their children. Poverty is no excuse for the government to step in and take your children, but that is what is happening right here in the good ol USA!!! Rather than help me they have funds to give foster families to support my children away from me! Lord, Lord I need you now more than ever!

I come before all of you for your prayers to our Most High. I need a job. I am willing to work. I know that our God is capable of mighty things. Lift us up ya'll and pray long and hard that God sends the help I need to keep my children. I can't bear losing them again to this dreadful, useless system.

Please keep us in your prayers!

ME ME ME OR HIM HIM HIM

I just got through typing on Beth's Blog for the Siesta Summer Bible Study. It hit me like a ton of bricks. As I listened to her name off some of the blogs she read and what struck her about them, all I could think of was will she talk about me me me!!! FAME!!!! A horrific idol. It never struck me before but I crave attention. I don't know why. I was adopted that supposedly plays a part in it for me. I was never liked as a kid even though I tried sooooooo hard to be cool and funny! I am certainly not popular as an adult either but OHHH how hard I try to be liked and favored. God is trying to tell me something... Ya THINK!!!

FAME is an idol because it is human attention I am craving and it should be God's!!! God has granted me the gift of song... I love to sing, but do I use it for His glory or mine. God has granted me a sense of humor (sarcastic at times but funny nonetheless). God has granted me the ability to write (grammar and spelling aside...) I love to write, but am I writing for His glory or mine. It is therapy for me, me, me, but I need to find how I can turn that into a help ministry. I have always wanted to use the trials in my life to help in some way. BELIEVE YOU ME I have been granted plenty of trials so I could help.

My desire is really to make a difference, but HOW! It sure isn't going to help having Me Me Me syndrome. So onward with Bible Study....onward toward defeating self and living for HIM HIM HIM!!!!

Love ya'll!!!

EDWARD'S BIRTHDAY

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The greatest days are the birthdays of my children. This is the day God blessed me with my son. I am so completely grateful to the Most High. Today is another reminder to me that... no matter how much is going wrong some things are VERY VERY RIGHT!!!!

PRAISE YOU LORD FOR MY PRECIOUS SON & DAUGHTER.

Dearest Heavenly Father, Today is the birthday of my youngest child. As a single mommy, there are so many things that concern me about raising this child. I ask that you bless him abundantly. I ask that where I fall short, you step in. Your care is unsurpassed and I know that you will provide for this your child and mine in great and wonderful ways. May he be a blessing to you and a servant. I pray that you instill a desire for you NOW TODAY. May his heart grow ever searching for You, Oh Lord. Bestow wisdom, kindness, gentleness, obedience, grace, health and wealth to him. Lord, we trust in you and worship you. Me and my house will serve you faithfully all the days of our lives til we meet our Savior in the clouds.

AMEN!!!

God is For Everyone

I started blogging and writing a while ago and realized I was writing to "impress" people with Christianity I am.... sorry everyone...wrong approach. God is impressive without my help. I am a miracle of God and He does not need me to impress you.

I am a human being trying to make it to heaven and suffering just like everyone else trying to make it to heaven. For those of you out there that are just plain suffering....SUFFER FOR THE LORD it is a much better way to go.

I truly empathize and care very much for those out there depressed, financially burdended, hurt, picked on, used, abused, misunderstood, sad, angry, empty, lonely and unsaved....I am right there with you but with one difference, when I die I will go to Heaven thanks to my salvation through Jesus Christ. For those of you that might read this that have not decided to invite Christ in your life or poo poo God or church or the Bible... please look at it from a different point of view. I beg of you!

Life is hard enough, but its even worse without having something to look forward to. At the very least I have heaven to look forward to. If i believed all this time and it turns out that I was wrong (which I'm not), then I am no worse off, but I think of all of you that have suffered so much and when you die and think you are going to find peace in death... you won't because the ONLY WAY TO PEACE, JOY & EVERLASTING LIFE is through BELIEF in Jesus Christ. I truly ache for my brothers and sisters out there that have not found FAITH!!!!

Okay, let me put this yet another way...because as you can tell I talk ALOT. I used to blame God for all the bad stuff in my life. God is punishing me, God is mad at me, God is trying to teach me a lesson....only to find out that just about every bad thing that has happened is a direct result of Satan! When I stopped fighting God and began to fight Satan, things began to take on a different perspective. It is a much better battle and you will gain some much needed sanity. I personally like knowing I am fighting on the winning team. PUT ON THE FULL ARMOR OF GOD!

If you want proof of the existence of God...look at the wonderful world He created. Read the Bible and learn about history. If you like Drama - God is the DRAMA KING!!!! You like intrigue read about Joseph. Now there was a blessed man and yet look how he suffered. For that matter JOB! Now there is a case and study on total disaster!

If you need proof of the existence of Satan...look at what is being done to the world God created. Little by little we are being fooled into believing that God causes death, sickness, poverty, snobbery, greed, sadness. My friends it is SATAN! He is the Prince of Darkness and all those things are dark, evil. I honestly have to say that the more I open my heart to God the more I am shown just how much Satan had me fooled. Trapped in a pit of depression and oppression.

I was a bi-polar, addicted, depressed, overweight, sad, frightened, physically and mentally abused, messed up, frightened, misunderstood, lonely person. One day God took me into His care and said CHILD... stop and read my WORD. This is my motto. Through good times and bad for all you out there:

JEREMIAH 29:11

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.

PEACE BE WITH YOU ALL. May you truly know that I am your friend and so is God.

THE PASSING OF A FRIEND

I hate to start off the first blog on a sad note, but that is the way it is going to happen. My precious, dear, darling "Stitch" passed away in my arms this morning and I am just stricken with grief. The story below is long but with purpose. You see, this dog, symbolized my life! His rescue was just one way God allowed me to do something kind!

Stitch came to us suddenly, appearing out of nowhere. My family and I were on our way on an outing and to bring my ex-husband to work. We pulled out our dirt driveway and there stumbling along the road was this pathetic grayish white object, weaving like a drunk along the road directly in front of our drive. I had never seen this dog before and he appeared as if out of thin air. He stumbled slowly and kept looking around. "This poor creature needs me" was my first motherly instinct and I watched in horror as a large truck came barreling down the road, just narrowly missing him. He stumbled back a few steps as we drove by and I wanted to stop. My ex-husband ever the practical one said, that dog has mange and everything else Kris...not a good idea. I insisted as did my daughter from the back seat, "DADDY!!!!" please stop and help him. So he finally stopped and got out and called the dog but he refused to come (not that he attempted very hard). He got back in the car and drove off. We dropped "daddy" off at his destination and went to church.

We headed home and there to my amazement STILL in the road was this same pathetic dog. Now at this point, he should have disappeared or moved on, but he was basically stumbling in the same exact spot he was when we left. I pulled ahead and stopped the car. A truck was coming our way and headed straight for the dog (It ceases to amaze me how callous people can be.). I guess my presence detered the driver and he narrowly missed hitting him. I called this poor thing and he just stopped dead in his tracks and waited for me to come. I scooped this poor creature up and carried him to the car. He just relaxed in my arms and appeared content.

Now, I have to admit, this dog looked beyond hideous. He had no fur on his whole bottom or back legs. His skin was raw, black and red. His toenails grotesquely overgrown. Fur hanging over his face so he could barely see and his teeth and breath.... well anyway. I brought the creature home and gave it water and food. I kept it out on the porch that evening because he just looked sickly and I didn't want my children or our other dog, Bitsy, to get sick.

My daughter and I lovingly prayed over the dog that evening. Nena asked God to please make him well and not be too sick so we could keep him. She asked for all his sickness to be cured by the morning so he could live with us. She believed that God would do this. That childlike faith I pray daily for. It made me cry in gratitude for her faith and her belief.

Morning dawned and I packed this poor creature into my car. He laid in my arms and didn't move or wimper. We traveled to the vet. Never was there a more pathetic little thing and I feared the worse. I had prayed with my daughter and was praying again as I went inside.

MIRACLES>>>> God answered our prayer and the sweet little thing was diagnosed with a flea allergy and NOTHING ELSE. Now I promise you this dog had everything when we picked it up off the road. PRAISE GOD He heals animals as well.

God sent me several reminders through this experience. First...whether it is people or animals, we are all God's creatures and each is deserving of kindness love and assistance. Second...every thing we do from our heart, no matter how small, is pleasing to God. Third, never be so busy in life to recognize a "God Moment". Nothing is more worthwhile than being of help to someone or something!!!

We welcomed this broken, sickly little creature with love and gratitude. Why did I do it? He was me! I was broken, run down, sickly, abandoned, without family and starving for something to fill me. Christ accepted me as I was, in that pathetic, ugly state and loved me anyway.

My darling Stitch, you brought much joy and many blessings through your brief presence with us. My dearest hope is that you were loved and comforted enough in your last days. My you be waiting on me and mine with my welcoming comittee when I finally reach my heavenly destination. We love you and will miss you!