Another Good Read

Just finished reading Joshua and I feel so accomplished. Not just because I've made it through another book of the Bible in my journey, but because I've become that much more knowledgeable of the Lord--of His desires for us (to have all the good He has to offer), of His great strength and love that will carry us through what seem to be the toughest of battles.

Plus, one of my favorite scriptures is in the last chapter: "And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord" (Josh 24:15). I just want to shout everytime I hear it.

Every part of this scripture has such significance to me and the world in which we live.

• "And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose this day whom ye will serve..." If it doesn't seem good to you to serve Jesus, then don't. But make that choice. The Lord wants your whole heart. No lukewarm, riding the fence.

• "...whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood..." is like turning back to where God has brought you from, forgetting all that He has done. He brought us up and out from wherever we were for a reason. Choose Him and fulfill all that He has called you to.

• "...or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell..." Don't be moved by all that comes at you from every direction. Society will have you worship this, that, and everything in between. It can never replace the one true God, no matter how much Satan tries.

Make the choice and stand...don't turn back or falter under pressure. The Lord has more than enough strength to carry you when your feet just don't feel like they can anymore.

As for me and my house, we WILL serve the Lord. Amen!

Music Moves My Soul

There's nothing wrong with having a passion for God. Sometimes it seems people and the world just want you to keep your love for God on the down-low, but I say no way! I heard this song--Take My Life by Jeremy Camp (it was one the first Christian songs I fell in love with and is still one of my favs)--and it really hit me that my passion for Jesus is what makes me who I am. There are moments where I sing the lyrics to this song and every bit of my soul sings with me: Take my life, take my mind, take my soul, take my will. I am yours now, I give it all to you.

Give it all to Him and see what He does with it. Nothing short of miraculous, I say.

Wake Up Christians!

It’s time to stop flirting with death. “For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord” (Rom 6:23 KJV). From murder to sexual immorality to gossiping and lying, sin is sin. It separates us from the one true God: “But your iniquities have separated between you and your God, and your sins have hid his face from you, that he will not hear” (Isaiah 59:2 KJV).

Jesus is coming back and soon. I believe in my lifetime—if the Lord doesn’t take me before hand. We don’t like to think about it…some fear, some feel guilty, some just don’t believe. But the truth is the truth. The Bible says certain things will happen and we’ll know that His coming is near. Do you think we (Christians) will be taken up in some pre-tribulation rapture? Think again. The Bible is very clear that “after the tribulation of those days…they [His angels] shall gather together His elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other” (Matt 24:29-31, Mark 13:24-27 KJV).

It’s so important to recognize the worldly influences that have us in bondage, blinded, chasing things that are of no real value in the kingdom of God. It’s sin. Sin is sin; right is right and wrong is wrong. There are no gray areas in the kingdom of God, but there is an altar of repentance waiting for the moment we humbly come before the Lord. “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness” (1 John 1:9 KJV). We must be filled and overflowing with His goodness and mercy so we can share His gift of salvation with others.

Toying with the world is flirting with Satan, for he is the wicked one who rules over the earth (Luke 4:5-8 KJV) seeking to destroy all he can. It’s time to get our hearts out of the world and back into the kingdom of God, regardless of what the rest of the world says. “…he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved” (Matt 24:13 KJV). We have the power to overcome the wicked one (1 John 2:13-14 KJV). Thank you Father for giving us the strength, power, and faith to overcome!

Share the victory!

Share the never-ending mercy of our Lord God!

Share the perfect love of our Savior Jesus Christ!

Share the joy and peace we receive through the Holy Spirit!

Share the Way to eternal life!

The Living Word

I’m sitting here thinking about God’s word and how important it is to be in it everyday—meditating on it, storing it in our hearts. Even when we can’t understand it, still allowing our hearts to be opened up to what the Lord has given us. When I look back to the different stages of life I’ve lived and the times I can remember God moving and the times I remember nothing, there is one thing that is distinct: God moved when I was in His word. Well before I ever made it to a local church or started hanging out with other Christians. At one point, I started reading “Breakfast with Jesus.” I didn’t really feel the need to go to church or to change anything about my life though. I was intrigued, I think, because it was written by a pastor in SoCal and that was where I was from (at the time, I was living in NorCal). I think I made it ¾ of the way through before I decided to get online and find some sort of Bible study. I found a “read the Bible in a year” website and started there. Not long after I had started reading and studying the scriptures, miracles started happening. From the outside, it’s always easy to come up with worldly reasons why things happen, but I knew it was God. Money appeared out of nowhere in my wallet…seriously! When we had no formula for the baby and no money, WIC showed up in the mail. That just does not happen. With it was a note from one of the ladies that simply requested I call her to set up an appointment. God had to have moved on her to do that. Then, the desire to go to church came—such a desire that I was willing to end my 4-year relationship with my bf (at the time) over it. I made it to church once, with only my two children by my side. Of course, Satan didn’t want anything keeping me close to the Lord, so all hell broke loose in my life. I then spent four years bouncing all over and trying to figure out what to do with myself. Again I got back into God’s word. And again He started moving, but this time in a much bigger way. In such a way, that my entire life has been changed and it will never be the same. Looking back though, I can see how once I engaged in the Word of God, He came alive to me personally.

I’ve come to realize it’s because it is the living word of God. “And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth” (John 1:14 KJV). When we believe that Jesus is the Son of God who came to this nasty earth, suffered a horrendous death and poured out His blood on the cross for us, we allow God to move upon us. That’s just the beginning. So many think to just stop there and continue about their everyday lives. But the truth is we need to couple that belief with daily communion with the Lord through His word and prayer. Then the infilling of the Holy Spirit will be more than we could ever hope for. We will see God move in our lives, we will see prayers answered, and we will see miracles happen. Our eyes are opened to the truth of the world in which we live. Our ears are opened to hear the Almighty speak and lead us through every day, serving His purpose. Of course we’re not perfect and we mess up (sometimes over and over before we start to get it right). That’s all the more reason to be in God’s word—to feel His love pour out when we’re hurting, to gain strength when we feel like we just can’t get through another trying time, to know the voice of conviction when we need to repent, to be free from condemnation when Satan tries to rest that upon our shoulders. But, most of all, to know our Creator and Savior and to say without a doubt that He knows us and will not answer on the Day of Judgment “…I never knew you: depart from me…” (Matt 7:23 KJV).

He is so amazing and I just want to spend every moment of everyday in His presence. Unfortunately I’m not that disciplined, but I know that through Him all things are possible. That means I don’t have to look back with regret or sadness. I can look forward with hope and joy. Most importantly, I can share His love with whoever will open their hearts to receive it. “For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.” (John 3:17 KJV)

When I Say I'm A Christian

I saw this on someone's blog - who got it from someone else's site - and it speaks volumes to what my professed faith in Jesus Christ truly means...


WHEN I SAY I'M A CHRISTIAN POEM...

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I was lost"
That is why I chose this way.


When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
And need someone to be my guide.


When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And pray for strength to carry on.


When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And cannot ever pay the debt.


When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are all too visible,
But God believes I'm worth it.


When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
Which is why I speak His name.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I'm loved.

What's The Point?

The shower seems to be the only place lately where I have time to just let my thoughts roam. Today, however, my thoughts took a turn toward frustration. Bothered is perhaps a better word. Not sure—bothered and frustrated, maybe. At God. Is that ok? Not that my belief or faith are fading, but more so that I just don’t understand.

I’m sure most people have heard the Biblical arguments against abortion. Here are a few:

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart…” (Jer 1:15)

“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.” (Ps 139:13-14)

“Did not he who made me in the womb make them? Did not the same one form us both within our mothers?” (Job 31:15)

Well, to take these verses and step away from the topic of abortion leads to my frustration from lack of understanding.

If the Lord created each of us—a unique being with a soul that defines who we are, and He knows the end from the beginning (“Remember the former things of old: for I am God, and there is none else; I am God, and there is none like me, declaring the end from the beginning, and from ancient times the things that are not yet done, saying, My counsel shall stand, and I will do all my pleasure…” [Is 46:9-10])—then why allow those children to be born who will never be His, who will never accept Him, who will choose an eternity of hell fire over an eternity with our loving Creator: the very one who gave them life to begin with? I’m not talking murder of children (or even the unborn) here; I’m wondering why God even creates those who will never turn away from this wicked world? People who eventually only lead to the destruction of themselves and those around them, never opening their hearts to hear God calling them. It seems it would save all of us a lot of pain, heartache, temptation, and so on, if all those who were created, were those that God already knew would return to Him. For that matter, why even allow us to be born of sin at all? Why not just create us perfect beings, perfect souls already prepared for eternity in Heaven?

Instead, we’re here—suffering through this dreadful world, clinging to our faith in Him to get us through each day. We’re stuck battling: battling with our own flesh, that of others, plus Satan and his devices. We’re born into families with bonds that will eventually be broken, and painfully broken, because some will choose life through Christ Jesus and some will not. “The father shall be divided against the son, and the son against the father; the mother against the daughter, and the daughter against the mother; the mother in law against her daughter in law, and the daughter in law against her mother in law” (Luke 12:53). We develop relationships with and love others who walk in the way of the Lord, only to later watch them turn from what they know in such a way that it hurts everyone around them. How do you save someone from themselves? We can’t. Only Jesus can. But then, how many can we pray for? Our families, our friends, our enemies, random people and situations, ourselves—the list goes on and on. To really pray for all the people who cross my path or enter my mind, I would have to quit my job.

So what’s the point? Why the suffering, the pain, the time dwelling on this earth when it’s not anything we really belong to? Our own pain from life is bad. To feel the pain of others and not be able to do anything about it hurts. But even more, the pain of watching someone turn away from God or just refuse Him altogether is excruciating. What’s the point to all of this? To have God’s promises a little at a time, all the while fighting with everything you have inside to hold onto them; hoping, praying that one day it will all be over and we’ll be made perfect to live eternity with our Savior; absorbing the sadness of those around us because they’ve chosen a different path; losing the people we’ve grown to love because they don’t (refuse, more often than not) to understand. They don’t understand, so we’re just a little nutty. That’s ok. But, what’s the point?

Why not get rid of the entire process of elimination and just create those perfect souls to live in Heaven? Because honestly, I’m tired of it. It’s hard—the reality (yes, reality check!) of living a life for Jesus. It’s hard! There is no “Oh, I accepted Jesus so now I live this happy-ever-after Christian life.” It’s a struggle, it’s sacrifice, it’s painful, and it’s frustrating. The worst part (or best depending on your perspective) is that once you’ve tasted the Spirit, you can’t just turn away from Him. So, the battle is even harder—fighting with oneself, fighting for others, fighting to stay strong and not give in to the cares of the world, fighting for God’s promises: to attain them and then to hold onto them, fighting for the one promise that makes it all worth it…

“And ye shall be hated of all men for my name's sake: but he that endureth to the end shall be saved” (Matt 10:22).

“Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him” (James1:12).

“But he shall receive an hundredfold now in this time, houses, and brethren, and sisters, and mothers, and children, and lands, with persecutions; and in the world to come eternal life” (Mark 10:30).

Welcome Back to Blogger

Hmmm...well, it's been a while since I was last here--years actually. I went through a phase of blogging about everything, then moved on to "hot topics in society," and eventually became bored and too busy to blog much. Soon, my username and password were forgotten and the only blogging that has occured since are randoms bits on our myspace account.

Lately, I've had a strong desire to vent about all that is going on in life. With one tween, one kindergartener, one on the way, a "retired" (see side note below) Marine Corps husband (and stepdad to the first two), there really is a lot to vent at times. Sometimes it's how great life is and other times it's about the irony of a perfect life. Considering there is no such thing as a perfect life--perhaps a good life with many struggles to overcome--I have decided our lives are as good as we make them (with more of God's help than our own, of course).

**"Retired" as in he was medically discharged and is only 24, but will be a Marine at heart for the rest of his life. Those of you who are married to military, have family or friends that are or were in the military, I'm sure you completely understand. "Ex-Marine" depicts someone who no longer wants the title of Marine and that is just not him.**

Making my way back to Blogger is mainly due to privacy--is that enough irony for you? Privacy on an internet blogging site, right? Hah! Anyhow, we have many friends and family on our myspace and I've decided that though the happy times blogs are appropriate for all, some of the not-so-happy-times blogs may not be. And, most definitely the truth-hurts blogs are not for all to read.

So, here I am...again. Writing for myself and perfect strangers, allowing true emotions to come forth without hindrance due to who may or may not be reading...