Monday, September 28, 2015
Well, did you hear today was supposed to be the end of the world? Last night was a blood moon...and other stuff occurred. A pastor of a big church and several others predicted today would be the end. It's funny to me because the Bible clearly states - Matthew 24:36 NIV “But about that day or hour no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father."
I know without a shadow of doubt where I am going when He does come back. Do you?? If not, please don't wait. Talk to me, talk to a pastor...it's the most important decision you'll ever make.
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
I am content. I feel like this is where I need to be. I'm not saying I'm going to stop therapy or quit trying (Sameka). Just that I can see God using me in the wheelchair to witness to others. Who knows what a simple smile at the grocery store can do. I am not saying to stop the prayers. Quite the opposite. I need prayers to walk (haha) whatever path He chooses to put me on. I need strength. I need courage. God is all powerful and could heal me in an instant if He chose. I just feel like right now I am right where I need to be until He decides otherwise.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
I feel greived today. Greived for those friends and family that don't personally know Jesus. What have I done to tell others, those close to me, about The Hope I have? I feel greived that I have not done more. I cannot force others to accept Jesus but I should share my testimony.
I need to share how God gives me the strength to get out of bed every morning. How He worked out all the details of our adoption. How He used the pain of the miscarriage and worked out the details so that Elijah's birth date would be the exact day of our due date. I should tell of the indescribable peace I have been given through all of this. What about telling of the countless times prayer has been answered and there is no other explanation than God is real. I should share how I can feel His presence and know that He is real, alive, and desires a relationship with each one of us.
I hurt for those that don't have a personal relationship with Him. I feel the desire to share my faith with others. Our time on earth is short and tomorrow is not guaranteed. I want my loved ones in Heaven with me, so I better be telling them that believing in Jesus is the only way to get there. Join me in being renewed in the Great Commission.
Matthew 28:19 NIV
"Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit."
Saturday, September 12, 2015
We are in Orlando for Night of Joy. We used to go every year but this is the first time since the stroke. For those of you that don't know, Night of Joy is a big Christian music concert held at Magic Kingdom. This year they have MercyMe, TobyMac, For King and Country, Mandisa, and more performing. They have four stages and all the concerts overlap. You see a few songs, ride a ride, go see someone else for a few songs, etc. Well, that has been great in previous years, but not now. I can't see over heads. When we come late, all I see are rear ends. When we come early (because Disney has a front area roped off for those in wheelchairs) we either get stuck for the whole concert (no going to see anyone else or ride rides) or we have to get there REALLY early (we got to TobyMac 30 minutes early and the wheelchair area was already filled up).
It's not the end of the world. I am blessed to even BE at Night of Joy, so I shouldn't complain. It's hard but we'll just have to do things a little differently. God has called me to live this life. With His strength I will let the old way of doing things go and find a new way.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." Phillipians 4:13
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
The Holy Spirit talked to me last night. Psalm 139: 13-16 says,
"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."
It's always bothered me how there could be Down Syndrome or brain abnormalities, etc. Was Satan involved? Was it the result of a fallen world? I believe the WORLD sees these things as flawed and disabilities. But GOD, who created even these "flaws", sees us as His perfect creation. Every one of us. He has a purpose for us, just as we are, perfect in His eyes.
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Dishwashers. They are not made for people in wheelchairs! I practically fall out of my chair every time I open that thing! I have to lean over awkwardly to reach the opposite side and to unload the bottom drawer...I can just barely reach it from the front (it may be slightly dangerous). The silverware is not easy to reach either. I should create a line of...everything. :)
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Pride. It's an ugly word but a pit so easy to fall into. I am told, "You're so strong" and it's easy to think, "you're right, I am". But I am reminded that it is not in my own strength on days like yesterday. Nothing really happened but Barry found me in tears when he got home. THAT is me. I would be a mess if I did this in my own strength. I love the lyrics in this Plumb song, "Exhale",
Oh God we do not exist for us
But to share Your grace and love
It is ONLY through God that I can sing that. I am thankful for reminders like yesterday to keep my pride in check.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Monday, August 17, 2015
The other night, Elijah was in bed with us, and was having a hard time breathing because of a cold. I tried to get him to lay on his side to help with his breathing, but he wasn't having it. I had to turn over (on the side that, since the stroke, I have a difficult time falling asleep on - go figure), prop him up against me and put my arm around him.
I could have complained that I wasn't getting any sleep, instead, I used that time to pray for others and to thank God that I have Elijah. I have learned (since the stroke, I often have problems falling back asleep when awoken) to pray when you can't sleep. It doesn't do any good to complain, what does good is prayer!