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  • July 2019
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We Just Need To Practice

Hey there everyone,

I hope that everyone had a safe and happy Christmas and New Year.  I most certainly did.  My oldest came home from college for Christmas, my daughter turned 17 (She is making me and the hubby old very fast.)  She also got a job right before her birthday (Which is one week before Christmas).  We all celebrated my three holidays together at home with no big hoop la.  Which was just fine with all of us.

At the beginning of each year you might be finding yourself looking back.  People like to see what if anything they got accomplished and what they didn’t.  They make new goals for the upcoming months.  They try to adopt new, better habits.  One thing I have found is that they don’t set these out on a day-to-day basis.  No they spread them out over an entire year.  Yes, I realize that there are some that may take that long.  But ask yourself when you wake up in the morning, what is the first thing that comes to your mind? Is it the tasks that need to be done? Or perhaps a soreness/pain you may have for sleeping different then you needed.  I could list a whole number of things that ; not only have I said to myself, but have heard others as well.  We are to begin each day a new. With the joy of the Lord.   Not with bitterness or need.  In order to do this all it takes is …… practice.  Practice means that you are trying each and every day with all you mind, body, and soul.  Practice means you won’t get it perfected or even do it some days.  It means you are trying.  That you are actually doing it with a good heart.  Practice mean you have taken you out of it and are doing it for the Lord.

I don’t understand why people are putting so much disgust on themselves at the beginning of each year.  They haven’t lost enough weight, gotten any healthier, saved enough money, given enough money and so on. So what?!? Do the best you can with what you have daily and let God handle the rest.  Before you know it; it will be a new healthier, happier, habit and a wonderful start to your day.  Now for those who might be keeping score, I know that I didn’t write a whole lot last year, but within that time that I did these are the words I used most.


Angels, Bible, Child, Children, Christ, Christian, Church, Churches, Control, Faith, Family, Glory, God, Good, Gospel, Grace, Hear, Hearts, Jesus, Kids, Learn, Lessons, Life, Listen, Lord, Love, Luke, Man, Marriage, Matthew, Mercy, Mistakes, MS, Music, ORU, Parents, Pastor, People, Religion, Speak, Spirit, Trouble, Women, Word, Work.


I like to leave you with a song that I heard on a CD that my sister had a long time ago.  The song might be an old one but it still holds.


From Mother To Mom

The other day while I was looking around the net, there was a comment left on a site asking for advice for a mom who wanted to go off and do what she wanted to do in life.  This was her first child and she claims that she knows the importance on staying at home with her child but she wanted “me” time and was really asking for permission to go to work and do what she wanted to do.  She was feeling guilty and wanted the ok from someone so that she could justify it to herself. All I could do was just sit there stunned at the thought of her putting her child on the back burner and placing herself of higher priority.

Unfortunately, this happens all the time.  Woman thinks she wants a husband, woman gets her husband.  Woman thinks she wants a baby or two, woman gets a baby or two.  Woman thinks she wants a job, woman gets a job.  Woman doesn’t understand that “her time” is gone from the moment she said the ” I do’s”.  She has then committed to sharing her life with her husband.  She has then committed to sharing her life with her baby.  If the woman had taken the time to find out what she really wanted in her life in the first place then these three or more lives wouldn’t have to live without her.

When we (men and women) don’t find what makes us happy on our own first, then they will never  be happy, or have the ability to make others happy.  People are too willing to rush through life trying this trying that to find their inner happiness.  They are just grabbing at every idea that comes to them instead of really looking for themselves.  I know women who work outside of the house.  They trust other people, people that they really don’t know, to take care of their children.  I thought that was called parenting, now a days it’s called daycare, childcare, babysitters, nannies, or live-ins.  All the while the true parents tell themselves that if they didn’t work then they couldn’t live.  What a load of CRAP.  We live and have lived on one income for over 16 years.  Is it tough; yes.  I’d be a liar if I said that life has been a bed of roses.  We’ve had a lot of up’s and down’s financially over the years.  But through out it all we have had to trust on only God to see us get back up.  Our kids do not get everything that they think that they should have.  Joe and I do not get everything that we think we should or want to have.  But when we look around at what we do have we are so grateful.  We all have learned to appreciate these things and each other more and more.  When I was younger and I had our first child, I just kept saying that at least I became a mother.  Now that I am a little older, I can say, at least I became a mom.  There is a difference.  I wonder what I will be able to say in the years to come.  I pray that my commitment to this role in my life only becomes stronger and stronger.

Blah Blah Blah

I tell people that communication is key to any relationship.  Communication requires both listening and speaking.  There is a timing that comes with years of communicating with people.  With some people you need to listen longer and with others they would like you to be the one talking.  It can be crucial to know when to do which.  If one talks too much they can be seen as self involved.  If one doesn’t talk enough they can be seen as closed in.  Practice in talking to one another, is the only way to be able to read how a person is feeling while the two of you are talking.  The more you communicate (practice), the better you will be at having a stronger relationship.

Recently I was reading an article about talking to your children and the importance of it.  I thought, well duh.  But I have realized over the years that I am closer to my children than a lot of other people.  I think the  reason is because I have always talked to them and they have always talked to me. Truth be told, I was talking to them even before they were born. I have built a trust with them.  This has taken many years of practice. Although we may have times when we don’t feel like talking at one moment or another, they know that no matter what the subject matter might be about, (yes, all the uncomfortable, gross, strange, etc) they can come to me and we will talk.  All without yelling or judging.  I also know that when there are times of phases in their lives, that I must talk to them.  The most important talk that I have had with all of them is in my faith of God.  I try my utmost to show them that He is at the heart of everything and my gratitude for that.  My favorite talks with my children have been over discussion about the Bible.  We have talked on things like Heaven and hell, certain books, certain men, how to apply something to our lives now when that was so long ago.  The best talks are when Jesus comes up.  (I try my best to bring Him into every talk.  I like Him there.)  When we can talk about what kind of man He was and is.  I don’t understand how it is that there are people who have attended church, raised a family, and don’t talk to their children about God outside of Sunday.  This really does amaze me.  The connection just isn’t there for them.  If they would only understand that talking about Jesus opens those doors.   To be able to share your faith….not just your faith, but the passion that goes with it, is such an awesome gift.

People communicate not through actual talking anymore.  They (and yes, I do too) tweet, facebook, text, e-mail.  Everything is shorten.  We don’t text, we txt. Everything we say is within 100 and something characters.  We don’t see facial expressions of others as they type and they don’t see our reaction.  We lol, or 🙂 .

It got me to thinking about our prayers.  Are people shorting those in the same manner?  Are they using shorthand expecting God to decode the meaning?  Just think about what the Bible would look like if it had been text talked.  Then Genesis 17:1 would look like this: Abram/99; Lord appeared & sed 2 him, I’m Almighty God; walk b4 Me & b blameless.  I encourage you to actually read that scripture.  You’ll see that there is a lot of meaning and power of His words missing if it had been text.  I thank God that He doesn’t send me texts.  I love hearing His words and the emphasis He may put on them.

There have been many parents, who when the kids are grown and have families of their own, wish that their kids would come for a visit or call them once in a while.  If their parents didn’t talk to them when they were living at home, why would the child feel the need to talk to them once they were out of the house?  I don’t want my words to sound like the Charlie Brown teacher when I speak to kids.  And I don’t want my kids thinking that I think they sound like her either.  So until I can no longer have the ability to form words, I will talk to them.  I will share with them the knowledge that I have been blessed with.  I will continue to practice and build our relationships.  I have the confidence that because of the practice in communicating with them, that they,no matter what other form of “talking” may develop, will do the same with their kids.  Look over your form of communication that you have with your children, your spouse, your parents, your neighbors, your friends.  Is it true communication, or just a bunch of blah blah blah :p .

What Do You Live For?

Confession:  It wasn’t until later in my life that I realized just who I was supposed to be living for.

I have been watching the youth of America for some time.  For the most part I’m not all that impressed.  The focus that they seem to have is “Me-ism“.  I have been smacked in the face of it so many times that I physically and emotionally hurt for them.  If I look back throughout history, I’m sure I could find just when and where it started.  Do you know where?  The Garden.  That’s right.  When sin came into this world the “me-ism” started.  People looking out for themselves only.  Looking at to how they can get ahead of everyone else.  To feel as thought they are the big man/woman.  Those that are unwilling to help others no matter how small of a sacrifice it might be.  To leave their own trash around expecting others to clean up after them.  Trash in the form of bad decisions, not following through on things, not committing to something, etc…  What is even sadder is that their parents are the ones who allow this kind of behavior.  Yes I said allow.  They feel bad for their child and clean things up because they feel like their child shouldn’t have to suffer.  In the long run, the child does the same things over and over again.  Because, instead of having to learn from mistakes that they have made and figuring out how to fix them, their parents baby them.  But then wonder why they don’t respect them. One might think that parents had never heard of Tough Love.  There are those that consider tough love as no love at all.  Which couldn’t be further from the truth. Is it hard?  Well yes it’s hard, that why it’s called tough. It’s not only tough on them, but you as well. When we as parents, don’t allow our children to make mistakes and guide them through how to fix it, then as they grow and move out of the house (although I know of some who never have.  But that’s another story) then they will never be able to become a person who doesn’t live for themselves.

But there are times, when I see a youth of sorts, doing something that just melts my heart. Like holding the door open for complete strangers, helping someone who has dropped something, volunteering for a clean up crew, wanting to go visit an elderly person.  When you see them doing something for someone else and not care if they receive anything in return.  The only do it because it is the right thing to do.  They show a small spark of God’s glory. Oh how I wish we could gather the sparks together and have a blazing fire. That would be so worth writing about. There are great churches and organizations that promote how and why we should do for others, and while you do these things you slowly, but surly, start to not only do the right things in life, but you lose the me-ism.   When we start to realize that we are to live our lives for God and God alone.  That is when we truly start to live!

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