sometimes i have nothing left to give!
I feel as though I am stuck in the depths of my own foolishness
Lord save this child of yours once again from thoughts of worthlessness,
give me the tools and energy and strength from you to be all things in you to those who need me!
AMEN!
Praise the Lord our maker
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Friday, September 28, 2012
my God story.
I have never taken the time to write this down.. and i feel as though I should. Bear with me it may be a little jumbled. I'll do my best to make it in order and understandable.
So here goes. Such a painful thing to do, but if it can bring someone closer to the Lord, then it was worth writing it down.
My life was pretty sheltered, my parents worked alot, gave us alot and tried as hard as they could do do what they thought was right. The blame game is over. I know they did the best they knew how and I love them for that. I love them no matter what. But I had some deep scars from the past and quite honestly still am working through some little scars that are in healing!
We lived on a farm most of my life, with horses and a couple dogs and cats in the mix over the years. I still love to be outside. But I never appreciated anything. I was ungrateful. My parents had their own issues and anger, and emotionally as a girl that affected me. Then as I grew older, I started to resent my dad, maybe because I had seen some women in my life resent men as well and also talk bad about my dad. Although for most of my life, I was a daddy's girl.
Now I am completely a God Girl, but I love my daddy and forgive him and try to speak in Kindness and respect toward him. OK I'm working on it still. Our culture of dissing men and "women liberation" has also influenced me to some degree in the past unknowingly. I didn't learn how to respect a man until a year into marriage. And probably I still don't as much as I could. Sarah called her husband "Lord." I am still a little rebellious and controlling to be quite honest... But I love deeply and know my calling as a wife means to be submissive, which I am fully Joyful to try with God's great grace and mercy for me.
I think I had a sense of feeling like I deserved everything, but yet wasn't worthy of anything.
I felt like I could buy my way out of despair and pity.
I was unsure of myself and had a hard time (still do) making and keeping friends.
But The Lord was always there.
My parents had us in church when we were little and some as we grew.
i know how hard of a job being parents is now, and how many directions you seem to be pulled.
But I think I was torn after my parents divorce and felt a great loss.
I "accepted christ and prayed the sinners prayer" at a youth night one night at the church I went to daycare at when i was small. I don't know how old I was at the time.
When I accepted the lord, I didn't quite know what it meant.
I had memorized scriptures and heard bible stories all my life. But I didn't know My best friend Jesus until I was much older.
After my parents divorced when I was 7 i went to live with my mom and my brother with my dad.
I remember them asking me who I wanted to live with. I said "both of you."
Anyways, I lived with my mom until I was 15 then I could decide to move with my dad, which he told me over and over for years so I had thought about it a long while... I was looking for his acceptance and freedom from my mom as well.
I moved with my dad and changed schools.
I was awkward, shy, tall and skinny and without direction.
I wanted to be loved and accepted, just like everyone else, but I never really knew for sure I was loved.
Sought for it in many places, mostly selfish and had self-pity inward moments.
didn't know how to reach out and ask people to be there for me.
Had 3 close friends who were always there with me, but sometimes led me the wrong direction, and I was a hypocrite.
Didn't know really how to live out the life I was supposed to be living out. I prayed some, prayed for my future spouse, wrote poetry, kept to myself most of the time and just hoped everything would work out.
I still was feeling entitled, I talked back to my dad and step parents and things were pretty much a mess. I looked up to my brother, but didn't know how to get close to him to share what was going on with my life.
God was still there.
A woman named "Angel" gave me a blue bible with my name on it. She lived in the house next to ours for awhile before my dad let my grandmother move there. She took me to VBS.
I went to youth group but didn't really know how to be friends with the preppy kids my age. I always sat there quietly listening, then started feeling none of them cared about me at all, went to my grandmother's class for sunday school and enjoyed that alright.
Was anorexic to try to gain attention and love. Fought that for a long while.
Felt I should go to college because I thought that is just what I was supposed to do.
Went to school in PA for graphic design. Loved it, but missed home.
Came back, went to community college for awhile,
old habits again, met up with a friend from before that was a great influence.
Switched colleges went where she was going in asheville.
Liked it okay, started seeking the lord more.
Found a good church that showed me much clearer what my walk with the Lord was supposed to look like.
Fell in love with Jesus.
But then..
Fell back in love with myself and my own desires.
On breaks had to go home to my dad who was with another lady after another split up. It was hard for me, I was still rebellious toward him. He told me then leave. went to live with a good friend (GOD was there again) 2 in the morning drove to her house with all my stuff. The song on the radio "I'm moving out"-- god had a sense of humor for me in that moment, huh?
Loved staying with them and started doing devotions, etc.
but out of boredom and problems with my dad, found myself in the wrong situation, seeking someone to fill that place
brokenness again
someone must have been praying me through all this, but a few years later, things were starting to look better, had another friend there for me at that time as well, lived at her house over breaks
the lord showed me my worth in his eyes- won the student art show first prize
still lonely
earnestly prayed & cried to the Lord to help me and to put me in the right relationship I longed for
prayed to someday be a stay at home mom-
Now here I am. As a wife and mother, still haven't "arrived" as where I should be but The Lord has shown me his deep love and that he answers my prayers and how Great he is. He is not distant.
We are the ones who distance ourselves. He is my everything and my salvation is secure in Him.
Not in my works, but sometimes I try to prove myself. I will never measure up. But he is trying to work on me so that I know how much I am loved and how he has everything under control.
Sharing this with the world is not something I would want to do. I would rather hide under a rock than share anything about myself. But that may be what it takes to help show Christ in my life to others.
to know that you don't have to be perfect but that God wants to perfect you inside so that he can be known in all the earth.
So here goes. Such a painful thing to do, but if it can bring someone closer to the Lord, then it was worth writing it down.
My life was pretty sheltered, my parents worked alot, gave us alot and tried as hard as they could do do what they thought was right. The blame game is over. I know they did the best they knew how and I love them for that. I love them no matter what. But I had some deep scars from the past and quite honestly still am working through some little scars that are in healing!
We lived on a farm most of my life, with horses and a couple dogs and cats in the mix over the years. I still love to be outside. But I never appreciated anything. I was ungrateful. My parents had their own issues and anger, and emotionally as a girl that affected me. Then as I grew older, I started to resent my dad, maybe because I had seen some women in my life resent men as well and also talk bad about my dad. Although for most of my life, I was a daddy's girl.
Now I am completely a God Girl, but I love my daddy and forgive him and try to speak in Kindness and respect toward him. OK I'm working on it still. Our culture of dissing men and "women liberation" has also influenced me to some degree in the past unknowingly. I didn't learn how to respect a man until a year into marriage. And probably I still don't as much as I could. Sarah called her husband "Lord." I am still a little rebellious and controlling to be quite honest... But I love deeply and know my calling as a wife means to be submissive, which I am fully Joyful to try with God's great grace and mercy for me.
I think I had a sense of feeling like I deserved everything, but yet wasn't worthy of anything.
I felt like I could buy my way out of despair and pity.
I was unsure of myself and had a hard time (still do) making and keeping friends.
But The Lord was always there.
My parents had us in church when we were little and some as we grew.
i know how hard of a job being parents is now, and how many directions you seem to be pulled.
But I think I was torn after my parents divorce and felt a great loss.
I "accepted christ and prayed the sinners prayer" at a youth night one night at the church I went to daycare at when i was small. I don't know how old I was at the time.
When I accepted the lord, I didn't quite know what it meant.
I had memorized scriptures and heard bible stories all my life. But I didn't know My best friend Jesus until I was much older.
After my parents divorced when I was 7 i went to live with my mom and my brother with my dad.
I remember them asking me who I wanted to live with. I said "both of you."
Anyways, I lived with my mom until I was 15 then I could decide to move with my dad, which he told me over and over for years so I had thought about it a long while... I was looking for his acceptance and freedom from my mom as well.
I moved with my dad and changed schools.
I was awkward, shy, tall and skinny and without direction.
I wanted to be loved and accepted, just like everyone else, but I never really knew for sure I was loved.
Sought for it in many places, mostly selfish and had self-pity inward moments.
didn't know how to reach out and ask people to be there for me.
Had 3 close friends who were always there with me, but sometimes led me the wrong direction, and I was a hypocrite.
Didn't know really how to live out the life I was supposed to be living out. I prayed some, prayed for my future spouse, wrote poetry, kept to myself most of the time and just hoped everything would work out.
I still was feeling entitled, I talked back to my dad and step parents and things were pretty much a mess. I looked up to my brother, but didn't know how to get close to him to share what was going on with my life.
God was still there.
A woman named "Angel" gave me a blue bible with my name on it. She lived in the house next to ours for awhile before my dad let my grandmother move there. She took me to VBS.
I went to youth group but didn't really know how to be friends with the preppy kids my age. I always sat there quietly listening, then started feeling none of them cared about me at all, went to my grandmother's class for sunday school and enjoyed that alright.
Was anorexic to try to gain attention and love. Fought that for a long while.
Felt I should go to college because I thought that is just what I was supposed to do.
Went to school in PA for graphic design. Loved it, but missed home.
Came back, went to community college for awhile,
old habits again, met up with a friend from before that was a great influence.
Switched colleges went where she was going in asheville.
Liked it okay, started seeking the lord more.
Found a good church that showed me much clearer what my walk with the Lord was supposed to look like.
Fell in love with Jesus.
But then..
Fell back in love with myself and my own desires.
On breaks had to go home to my dad who was with another lady after another split up. It was hard for me, I was still rebellious toward him. He told me then leave. went to live with a good friend (GOD was there again) 2 in the morning drove to her house with all my stuff. The song on the radio "I'm moving out"-- god had a sense of humor for me in that moment, huh?
Loved staying with them and started doing devotions, etc.
but out of boredom and problems with my dad, found myself in the wrong situation, seeking someone to fill that place
brokenness again
someone must have been praying me through all this, but a few years later, things were starting to look better, had another friend there for me at that time as well, lived at her house over breaks
the lord showed me my worth in his eyes- won the student art show first prize
still lonely
earnestly prayed & cried to the Lord to help me and to put me in the right relationship I longed for
prayed to someday be a stay at home mom-
We are the ones who distance ourselves. He is my everything and my salvation is secure in Him.
Not in my works, but sometimes I try to prove myself. I will never measure up. But he is trying to work on me so that I know how much I am loved and how he has everything under control.
Sharing this with the world is not something I would want to do. I would rather hide under a rock than share anything about myself. But that may be what it takes to help show Christ in my life to others.
to know that you don't have to be perfect but that God wants to perfect you inside so that he can be known in all the earth.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
"When my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the Rock that is higher than I." — Psalm 61:2
Nothing i can say or do will change Him, but how i long for him to change me.
My heart and mind are often overwhelmed and lost and discouraged
What this verse means to me is that i can stand on his truth, lean on his strength and trust fully in everything he is as my conqueror.
Nothing i can say or do will change Him, but how i long for him to change me.
My heart and mind are often overwhelmed and lost and discouraged
What this verse means to me is that i can stand on his truth, lean on his strength and trust fully in everything he is as my conqueror.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
it just can't
it made me think about how we are the the branches and produce fruit for the Lord, but only if we abide in him. Well, if we pick ourselves off before he can do his good work we are puny, small and pretty much worthless. just like the little tiny tomato. It may be cute but theres not much we can do with it now. We can't just glue it back on the plant and make it grow!
So i think for me it just shows how we should stick close to the Lord and let him make us produce much fruit for him!
be encouraged yourself!
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
will silver and gold help?
| Zep 1:18 | Neither their silver nor their gold Will be able to deliver them On the day of the LORD'S wrath; And all the earth will be devoured In the fire of His jealousy, For He will make a complete end, Indeed a terrifying one, Of all the inhabitants of the earth. Notice all the silver and gold buying and selling now, prices going up, people stealing? Nothing can save us besides faith in Christ! Take heart he has overcome this world Please lord help me not desire the things of this world! Let me hope in you. Oh Lord I cry out to you, the only one who can help |
Thursday, August 16, 2012
that word again..
LOVE.
its not just a word
i think ive been desperately seeking it my whole life.
I think everyone has if they are truly honest with themselves.
and i never really knew what it was until i really starting learning about who Christ is.
So thankful that he loves me,
though i often do not love others the way i should.
truth is, I am hurting myself and have many issues with trust.
Though I truly want to love others, often it has to be with certain boundaries and
most of all
I think love is about understanding.
but that's probably because that is how God made me as a woman.
I never want to offend anyone, though i will always stand up for my Lord and HIS way.
I just sincerely hope at the end of this life i get something right.
I know my salvation is secure,
but are my actions?
Are my thoughts pure?
Are my ways right?
Lord help me be loving like you are to me.
Remind me of your love ONCE AGAIN
its not just a word
i think ive been desperately seeking it my whole life.
I think everyone has if they are truly honest with themselves.
and i never really knew what it was until i really starting learning about who Christ is.
So thankful that he loves me,
though i often do not love others the way i should.
truth is, I am hurting myself and have many issues with trust.
Though I truly want to love others, often it has to be with certain boundaries and
most of all
I think love is about understanding.
but that's probably because that is how God made me as a woman.
I never want to offend anyone, though i will always stand up for my Lord and HIS way.
I just sincerely hope at the end of this life i get something right.
I know my salvation is secure,
but are my actions?
Are my thoughts pure?
Are my ways right?
Lord help me be loving like you are to me.
Remind me of your love ONCE AGAIN
Thursday, August 9, 2012
something to think about
First off, let no one get angry at me for posting this, it is not an attack at anyone, but I do feel led to share.
Just ask your Lord God to guide you and help you understand what he wants for your life. But these are some things I cannot ignore and have found the last few years that really get me thinking.
PHARMAKEIA(sorcery, witchcraft) "The acts of the sinful nature are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; idolatry and witchcraft ; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like. I warn you, as I did before, that those who live like this will not inherit the kingdom of God. --Gal 5:19-21 (NIV)
The Greek word here used for "witchcraft" is:
SORCERY:
"Pharmakeia" (Eng., pharmacy etc.) primarily signified the use of medicine, DRUGS, SPELLS; then, POISONING; then, SORCERY, Galatians 5:20, R.V., "sorcery" (A.V., "witchcraft"), mentioned as one of "the works of the flesh." See also Rev. 9:21; 18:23
In the Septuagint (the Greek translation of the Old Testament ca. 200 B.C.), Ex. 7:11,22; 8:7, 18; Isa. 47:9,12
"In sorcery, the use of Drugs, whether simple or potent, was generally accompanied by Incantations and appeals to occult powers, with the provision of various charms, amulets, etc., professedly designed to keep the applicant or patient from the attention and power of demons, but actually to impress the applicant with the mysterious resources and powers of the sorcerer."
Strong's # 5331:pharmakeia (far-mak-i'-ah); from 5332; medication ("pharmacy"), i.e. (by extension) magic (literally or figuratively): KJV-- sorcery, witchcraft. (DIC)
true healing will be from god's creation and source, but something to think about is how he will heal:
| Rev 22:2 | In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, [was there] the tree of life, which bare twelve [manner of] fruits, [and] yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree [were] for the healing of the nations |
and though this world is yet cursed, even now we can get bodily healing from some trees and leaves of plants! i personally believe that is his design for sicknesses, not chemicals (pharmacy).
In the past many christians may have been part of these things, but that is our old life and we are free from that. Let us not be deceived, LET's STUDY ALL OF GOD's WORD DEEPLY.
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