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Monday, February 28, 2005
Ok, Somehow I Fixed It...... Go Figure!!!
Ok, so I decided to go "edit" my post from last Thurs and change the font color..... it fixed the purple in the side bar............ why????? Why is the color of one of my posts related to the colors of my side bar? Can anyone explain this to me?
Wonders never cease, do they?
I wonder what God's blog would look like?? ;)
A Little Knowledge Is A Lot of Poison....
Wonders never cease, do they?
I wonder what God's blog would look like?? ;)
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Bet you thought that from the title this might be something remotely profound.... well, hate to disapppoint you (humor me, okay?)... This is all about the fact that for Little Cindy-Lou Who here, a little knowledge can be a lot of poison. See the "neat" colors on my blog page? For example, the "About Me" is purple, right? I have absolutely no clue how I did that.... or how to fix it.... I was playing around, trying to teach myself a little about html and decided to "play" with some colors, knowing that the "undo" button, if you will, was there to "fix" any edits that I made....... So much for that..... Anywho, I'll continue to play around because I'm stubborn like that ;) I refuse to give up, I'm a bit too competitive to give in ;) But.......
Look what I can do!
If you're a fan of Mad TV's "Stewart", that might be remotely funny... if not... oh, well. Anywho, I'm excited about the fact that I learned how to put an image on a post. "Why did I choose that image" you ask? So glad you asked! This is my hubby's car... well, one like his.... Cool, huh? It's the PT Cruiser Dream Cruiser Series 2. The color is Tangerine. Ooooh, aaaaah......
Ok, so now that I've bored everyone to death.... I promise to have something of more worth to write about later :)
Look what I can do!
If you're a fan of Mad TV's "Stewart", that might be remotely funny... if not... oh, well. Anywho, I'm excited about the fact that I learned how to put an image on a post. "Why did I choose that image" you ask? So glad you asked! This is my hubby's car... well, one like his.... Cool, huh? It's the PT Cruiser Dream Cruiser Series 2. The color is Tangerine. Ooooh, aaaaah......
Ok, so now that I've bored everyone to death.... I promise to have something of more worth to write about later :)
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Thursday, February 24, 2005
I Can Edit My Blog, Wish I Could Edit My Mouth...
Don't you just love being able to edit while you're blogging? I mean, you can even go back in later and erase what you wrote in your post. We can even go in and "trash" a comment we made or one that someone else made that we might not like. Convenient, isn't it? Where's the "edit" button for my mouth or the "trash" button for the comments I make without truly thinking about it first. You see, here in the bloggin' world I can control what all you guys and gals see and "hear" about me. You don't "get" to see the "Ugly Christian" side of me. My husband, on the other hand, does... and all too often at that. I heard someone ask once, "How would your conversation each day change if you knew that it was being recorded and would be played back in front of the entire congregation at church on Sunday?" I know mine would be different. We don't like for others to see the "ugly" sides of us. I mean, after all, what if they were to judge us? That would hurt! But, how do we think God feels? He IS that "tape recorder", he hears every word we say and even the ones we don't actually utter. I think it breaks His heart to see the ugly sides of His children. "Father, help me to act in a way that is pleasing to You at all times. I pray that the tape recorder of my life will glorify You always. Amen"
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Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Let Me Tell You About My Day Yesterday.....
Well, it's pretty obvious that I didn't post on my blog yesterday. I had planned on it... REALLY!!
You see, it all started as a very benign, extremely good traffic day... after all, it was President's Day. I had to work, but that was perfectly fine, after all, traffic was so great.... I got there an hour early so I got to leave an hour early! If I can get out of the office between 4:00 and 4:30, my ride home is much more pleasant than if I don't get out until 5:00 or later........ USUALLY!!
So, I'm on my way home and decided I was going to go get my hair cut on a whim..... I chickened out and just got it trimmed a couple of inches (trust me, when ya gots lotsa hair, a couple of inches ain't nothin'.... I know, I know, poor grammar..... I'm from the South, it's in our blood....). After that I ran into Bojangles to get some "healthy fried chicken" requested by my hubby :) You see, we're supposed to be eating healthier.... and as long as he uses the word "health" in front of the food item it's fair game.......ok, work with me here.....
Anywho, I head back to my car, load our dinner (and lunch, and dinner, and lunch for the next two days...) and pull my little Mustang out onto the road and get on the highway. Now, let me just preface the "rest of the story" by saying that it was nice, sunny, and warm when I left work. I drove on up the highway and could see as I was approaching my exit that it looked "wierd" outside. If you're used to tornado weather, you understand when I say that it looked "wierd" outside. Well, this was more than wierd, this was down right (another Southern phrase) creepy! The horizon was completely black.... from the ground on up! Usually you see dark, black clouds, but this was creepy!
As I continued to drive, thinking that it was moving in the opposite direction that I was traveling, after all I was listening to the weather on the radio at this point. Then it started to rain a little, then a little more, then a lot more, then there was a deluge! We (me and the cars behind me, probably getting a little annoyed by my slow driving) were only going about 3-5 mph because we couldn't even see directly in front of us.
We finally get to a church parking lot where I pulled in with about 10 other cars behind me to sit and wait it out. Now it gets really fun..... I don't know if you've ever been in a hail storm sitting in your car before or not, but let me save you the excitement and tell you IT IS NOT FUN!!! I have never been so terrified in my entire life! I, well my car with me in it, was being pelleted with hail stones the size of nickels for what seemed like forever! I think it was about 10-15 minutes or so. The wind was so strong and the hail and rain kept coming down. All I could think was "I'm about to die in a tornado, I'm about to be blown across the parking lot!" I started praying... isn't it amazing how a storm will drive us to pray?
Well, I survived the hail and headed back on my way home. The ground was covered with hail, it looked like an ice storm had hit. If you weren't careful, your car would start sliding. Remember me telling you it was warm outside? Well, 68 degrees to be exact.... now, we all remember from Mr. Wizard that ice melts above 32 degrees..... I'm driving home, traffic lights are out, I'm trying to drive in the tracks of the car before me, watching the steam rise above the road, so thick it's like pea soup! Fire trucks and ambulances are whizzing past me, I saw a car that had gone down the embankment...... then I finally got home.
You know, even though I was scared, no terrified, I knew God was right there and He was in control. So, guess what song I heard on the way to work this morning.... "Sometimes He Calms the Storm (and Other Times He Calms His Child)"... isn't that just like God???
So, last night with the storms and all I couldn't bring myself to try to get on the 'puter and blog.... but here I am!
You see, it all started as a very benign, extremely good traffic day... after all, it was President's Day. I had to work, but that was perfectly fine, after all, traffic was so great.... I got there an hour early so I got to leave an hour early! If I can get out of the office between 4:00 and 4:30, my ride home is much more pleasant than if I don't get out until 5:00 or later........ USUALLY!!
So, I'm on my way home and decided I was going to go get my hair cut on a whim..... I chickened out and just got it trimmed a couple of inches (trust me, when ya gots lotsa hair, a couple of inches ain't nothin'.... I know, I know, poor grammar..... I'm from the South, it's in our blood....). After that I ran into Bojangles to get some "healthy fried chicken" requested by my hubby :) You see, we're supposed to be eating healthier.... and as long as he uses the word "health" in front of the food item it's fair game.......ok, work with me here.....
Anywho, I head back to my car, load our dinner (and lunch, and dinner, and lunch for the next two days...) and pull my little Mustang out onto the road and get on the highway. Now, let me just preface the "rest of the story" by saying that it was nice, sunny, and warm when I left work. I drove on up the highway and could see as I was approaching my exit that it looked "wierd" outside. If you're used to tornado weather, you understand when I say that it looked "wierd" outside. Well, this was more than wierd, this was down right (another Southern phrase) creepy! The horizon was completely black.... from the ground on up! Usually you see dark, black clouds, but this was creepy!
As I continued to drive, thinking that it was moving in the opposite direction that I was traveling, after all I was listening to the weather on the radio at this point. Then it started to rain a little, then a little more, then a lot more, then there was a deluge! We (me and the cars behind me, probably getting a little annoyed by my slow driving) were only going about 3-5 mph because we couldn't even see directly in front of us.
We finally get to a church parking lot where I pulled in with about 10 other cars behind me to sit and wait it out. Now it gets really fun..... I don't know if you've ever been in a hail storm sitting in your car before or not, but let me save you the excitement and tell you IT IS NOT FUN!!! I have never been so terrified in my entire life! I, well my car with me in it, was being pelleted with hail stones the size of nickels for what seemed like forever! I think it was about 10-15 minutes or so. The wind was so strong and the hail and rain kept coming down. All I could think was "I'm about to die in a tornado, I'm about to be blown across the parking lot!" I started praying... isn't it amazing how a storm will drive us to pray?
Well, I survived the hail and headed back on my way home. The ground was covered with hail, it looked like an ice storm had hit. If you weren't careful, your car would start sliding. Remember me telling you it was warm outside? Well, 68 degrees to be exact.... now, we all remember from Mr. Wizard that ice melts above 32 degrees..... I'm driving home, traffic lights are out, I'm trying to drive in the tracks of the car before me, watching the steam rise above the road, so thick it's like pea soup! Fire trucks and ambulances are whizzing past me, I saw a car that had gone down the embankment...... then I finally got home.
You know, even though I was scared, no terrified, I knew God was right there and He was in control. So, guess what song I heard on the way to work this morning.... "Sometimes He Calms the Storm (and Other Times He Calms His Child)"... isn't that just like God???
So, last night with the storms and all I couldn't bring myself to try to get on the 'puter and blog.... but here I am!
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Friday, February 18, 2005
Does God Exist?
Now, before those of you who know me begin to wonder if I'm off my rocker according to the title of this post.... this is something a good friend of mine emailed to me today. I hadn't seen this before and thought it was really good. Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. Please remember to pray for Darlene's (Blogger, Can You Spare A Dime?) little boy Graham with his doctor's visit today and Paula's (Believe N God) dad (my father-in-law) who is having diagnostic tests done today. Pray for peace for any anxious hearts :) Thanks for stoppin' by! Be sure to leave a comment so I can drop by your blog! Also, if you have any prayer requests that I can pray about, leave them too!
In Him,
Cindy-Lou
Does God Exist?
This is one of the best explanations of why God allows pain and sufferingthat I have seen. It's an explanation other people will understand.
A man went to a barber shop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.
When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I don't believe that God exists."
"Why do you say that?" asked the customer."
Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving a God who would allow all of these things."
The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt.
The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist."
"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!"
"No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty, long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."
"Ah, but barbers DO exist! What happens is, people do not come to me."
"Exactly!"- affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES exist! What happens, is, people don't go to Him and do not look for Him. That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."
BE BLESSED; BE A BLESSING!
In Him,
Cindy-Lou
Does God Exist?
This is one of the best explanations of why God allows pain and sufferingthat I have seen. It's an explanation other people will understand.
A man went to a barber shop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.
When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I don't believe that God exists."
"Why do you say that?" asked the customer."
Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving a God who would allow all of these things."
The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt.
The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist."
"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!"
"No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty, long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."
"Ah, but barbers DO exist! What happens is, people do not come to me."
"Exactly!"- affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES exist! What happens, is, people don't go to Him and do not look for Him. That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."
BE BLESSED; BE A BLESSING!
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Wednesday, February 16, 2005
How Do We Treat Our Friends?
Have you ever stopped to think how we treat the other women in life? After all, we are the motherly, sensitive, caring ones. We're the ones whose hearts ache at when we see a lost puppy, we can tell something "just isn't right" by the mere change in someone's tone of voice... but how do treat other women, our sisters? A sweet lady I've met here at work, she's one of those God-sent prayer warriors, sent me this today. I hope you enjoy it... it certainly made me think.
God Bless!
Cindy-Lou :)
Women are so quick to beat the next one down instead of trying
Women are the carriers of life, not the channels of death. Let's
build and encourage each other, as did Ruth and Naomi. Pass this to
all the women in your life. Encourage and Love, Forgive and Forget,
and trust that the woman that receives this will be touched in some way.
May peace and love be upon you.
God Bless!
Cindy-Lou :)
TO MY SISTERS IN THE LORD.....
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to take a close
look at herself. Not at her circumstance, not at what she did, not
how unfair life is, or not at whom made you do it. She has to just
look at herself in all her glory and imperfection. Have you ever
admired a woman who has been through changes in her life?
Or have you made up in your mind that she is just messed up.
Before you make this mistake, take a closer look.
A woman who has endured the most unusual life is someone of wisdom,
someone who has been chosen by God to go through things that have made
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to take a close
look at herself. Not at her circumstance, not at what she did, not
how unfair life is, or not at whom made you do it. She has to just
look at herself in all her glory and imperfection. Have you ever
admired a woman who has been through changes in her life?
Or have you made up in your mind that she is just messed up.
Before you make this mistake, take a closer look.
A woman who has endured the most unusual life is someone of wisdom,
someone who has been chosen by God to go through things that have made
her stronger.
Think of all the great women in the Bible: Mary Magdalene, Ruth and
Naomi, the woman with an issue of blood flow, and Esther, to name a
few. Mary was a prostitute, a very uneasy woman. But by the time
Think of all the great women in the Bible: Mary Magdalene, Ruth and
Naomi, the woman with an issue of blood flow, and Esther, to name a
few. Mary was a prostitute, a very uneasy woman. But by the time
Jesus was done with her, she was His closest follower.
Esther was unfortunate in marrying an abusive man, but by the time
God was done with her, she had married one of the
Esther was unfortunate in marrying an abusive man, but by the time
God was done with her, she had married one of the
wealthiest men in the land.
Women are so quick to beat the next one down instead of trying
to hold her up. Before you wonder,"What's up with her?"
ask yourself, "What's up with me?"
That woman could be my mother, sister, aunt, in-law, stepmother,
niece, grandmother, great-grandmother, neighbor, friend, or co-worker, etc.
That woman could be me.
That woman could be my mother, sister, aunt, in-law, stepmother,
niece, grandmother, great-grandmother, neighbor, friend, or co-worker, etc.
That woman could be me.
Women are the carriers of life, not the channels of death. Let's
build and encourage each other, as did Ruth and Naomi. Pass this to
all the women in your life. Encourage and Love, Forgive and Forget,
and trust that the woman that receives this will be touched in some way.
May peace and love be upon you.
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Tuesday, February 15, 2005
I Have Absolutely No Idea....
......what to blog about today. Maybe I'll just ramble about what's in my head today. I love to sing, that's probably how I express myself best. Hence the name of my blog (clever, aren't I??? I are a college gradute, affer all....). I've sung in a couple of Christian trios, but currently I'm only singing in the choir at church with the occasional solo here and there. Don't get me wrong, I love that, but I know that I'm supposed to be doing more...God's ingrained that in me. My passion is singing for Him and sharing with others about His love and what He's done for me in my life. I've been praying alot lately about where He wants my ministry to go and how to continue it. Where does He want me to minister? When I'm singing for Him is when I'm truly myself. I just feel a little bit like I'm just doggy paddling right now..... Any thoughts anyone?
Cindy-Lou
Cindy-Lou
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Monday, February 14, 2005
My Valentine
Okay......so it only took me about an hour and a half to download the software and figure out how to get our pic onto this post and into my profile last night (still don't know exactly how I managed to get it into my profile, but hey.....) ;-) But finally.... this is a pic of me and my wonderful hubby! Isn't he a dream??? We had a wonderful early Valentine's day on Friday. We had a wonderful dinner, then he had placed Valentine's gifts all over the house for me to find :) He's such a sweetie! He had little love notes all over for me to find this morning... then a phone message at work this morning singing a love song...... He's too wonderful......
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Friday, February 11, 2005
About That Gentle and Quiet Spirit.....
My Sis Paula reminded me yesterday in her post on Believe N God about a book I read a few years ago called Putting On a Gentle and Quiet Spirit written by Elizabeth George. It was a study on I Peter. There was one particular prayer, anonymously written, that I used to pray every day during my devotional:
Teach me, Lord, to keep sweet and gentle in all the events of life, in disappointments, in thoughtlessness of others, in the insincerity of those I trusted, in the unfaithfulness of those on whom I relied. Help me to put myself aside, to think of the happiness of others, to hide my little pains and heartaches, so that I may be the only one to suffer from them. Teach me to profit by the suffering that comes to me. Help me to use it that it may mellow me, not harden or embitter me; that it may make me broad in my forgiveness; kindly, sympathetic, and helpful.
I don’t know exactly when I stopped… I hate how satan can get me sidetracked for just a moment, and, before I know it…….
Well, reading Paula’s blog yesterday brought that prayer back to mind. I Peter 3:3-4 says:
“Do not let your beauty be that of outward adorning of arranging the hair, of wearing gold, or of putting on fine apparel; but let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the incorruptible ornament of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in the sight of God.”
Don’t get me wrong, I think God wants us to look our best, after all we are His children; but I don’t think He’s incredibly impressed with our latest fashion trends and the newest color we choose to dye our hair, especially when it takes precedence over how we look inside. I think, well I know, that He’s much more impressed with what’s inside, and I know that sometimes He must be disgusted with what He finds in me. After all, who am I really trying to impress? Do I really have my priorities straight? I need to go talk to my Abba, my Daddy-God.
Teach me, Lord, to keep sweet and gentle in all the events of life, in disappointments, in thoughtlessness of others, in the insincerity of those I trusted, in the unfaithfulness of those on whom I relied. Help me to put myself aside, to think of the happiness of others, to hide my little pains and heartaches, so that I may be the only one to suffer from them. Teach me to profit by the suffering that comes to me. Help me to use it that it may mellow me, not harden or embitter me; that it may make me broad in my forgiveness; kindly, sympathetic, and helpful.
I don’t know exactly when I stopped… I hate how satan can get me sidetracked for just a moment, and, before I know it…….
Well, reading Paula’s blog yesterday brought that prayer back to mind. I Peter 3:3-4 says:
“Do not let your beauty be that of outward adorning of arranging the hair, of wearing gold, or of putting on fine apparel; but let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the incorruptible ornament of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in the sight of God.”
Don’t get me wrong, I think God wants us to look our best, after all we are His children; but I don’t think He’s incredibly impressed with our latest fashion trends and the newest color we choose to dye our hair, especially when it takes precedence over how we look inside. I think, well I know, that He’s much more impressed with what’s inside, and I know that sometimes He must be disgusted with what He finds in me. After all, who am I really trying to impress? Do I really have my priorities straight? I need to go talk to my Abba, my Daddy-God.
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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
The Road of Life
Does God speak to you when you're driving? I'm sure He probably does, just like He does with me. Well, this morning on my way to work it was foggy and drizzly, and people lose all sense of how to drive when a little water falls from the sky. Gives me a new respect for Noah; after all, he'd never seen rain before and he maneuvered a huge boat for more than a month! Anywho.... there were accidents everywhere, but that seemed to matter very little to many of the people sharing (not always so nicely...) the road with me. It amazes me how when the weather is bad and there are accidents all around, people seem to drive so wrecklessly. I mean, there are DOT signs all over the place that state "Weather Alert Reduced Visibility Due To Rain and Fog Drive With Caution", and people seem to ignore them and drive faster, cut more people off, slam on their brakes harder and more often. I wonder what would happen if they just slowed down just a hair, and watched a little more closely to what was going on around them. Do you think someone might be able to avoid an accident... avoid the time, expense, possible injuries? I think God puts the "rain" and "fog" on our roads of life to get our attention... not so that we'll breeze right on through, possibly hurting ourselves or someone else. I think He wants us to learn something, maybe how to be a better "driver" here in this life, maybe to be a better example, or maybe to avoid an "accident" in life or to keep one from being so harsh. Maybe He just puts the rain and fog in our lives to keep us on a certain road longer so we can spend a little more time with Him, perhaps we wouldn't spend that time with Him if we got to our destination sooner. Next time you're "held up" in traffic or just the traffic of life, take the time to enjoy the moment... it may be that God has something He really wants you to see, or maybe He just wants to spend some time with you.
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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
The Will of God
There's a poem I ran across several years ago that I kept taped to my computer at work for quite some time. Well, since I've switched jobs fairly recently I haven't had it up. It came to my mind today, so I thought I'd share it with you......
The Will of God will never take you
The Will of God
The Will of God will never take you
Where the Grace of God cannot keep you
Where the Arms of God cannot support you
Where the Riches of God cannot support your needs
Where the Power of God cannot endow you.
The Will of God will never take you
Where the Spirit of God cannot work through you
Where the Wisdom of God cannot teach you
Where the Army of God cannot protect you
Where the Hands of God cannot mold you.
The Will of God will never take you
Where the Love of God cannot enfold you
Where the Mercies of God cannot sustain you
Where the Peace of God cannot calm your fears
Where the Authority of God cannot overrule you.
The Will of God will never take you
Where the Comfort of God cannot dry your tears
Where the Word of God cannot feed you
Where the Miracles of God cannot be done for you
Where the omnipresence of God cannot find you.
~ author unknown ~
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Monday, February 07, 2005
Does God Say "No"?
The other day I read someone asking "Does God say No?" and someone answered that God doesn't tell us "no" because God will always give us everything we need. But I have to disagree...I certainly believe that God will tell us "No" at times, just like my parents did as I was growing up. Just because something is "good", doesn't mean that it's "good for us". Cake and ice cream are good, and your 3 year old child may want to eat only cake and ice cream all the time, but you, as a parent who has greater wisdom than your 3 year old with regards to what constitutes food that is good for you, are going to tell that child "no". That child probably won't understand, and may even get upset or mad, but someday they will see the wisdom. Our heavenly Father is the same way. He, in His infinite wisdom, may say "no" to something "good" that we want, but He knows what's best. It may be good, but not good for us because He tells us in Romans 8:28 that ALL things work together for good for those who love Him and are called according to His purpose. I was 28 years old when my mother died of cancer. I didn't understand. I was praying and truly believing that God could and would heal her. It was so painful to see her suffer and so painful to lose her. I couldn't understand how this could possibly be good or even good for me.... at the time. But God... isn't that a great phrase?? But God has allowed me to minister to others who have lost parents and loved ones. It has given me a greater sensitivity to others. We learned that my aunt, who we'd been praying for for many, many years, was saved because of watching my mothers illness. This aunt passed away 3 weeks after she was saved... at the age of 51. At my mom's funeral I sang the song "Christians Never Say Goodbye", my mom always loved to hear me sing. But after hearing this song at my mom's funeral I had so many people requesting to have a copy of me singing it that I ended up recording a solo demo project with that song on it as well as "Alabaster Box" and others. My brother-in-law took a copy to work and gave it to a co-worker who listened to it, enjoyed it, and, long story short, it eventually led her to singing for our Lord! Isn't God good??? I've probably rambled on for too long, so I'll end with this: I believe God always gives us a qualified "no". It's always "No, because I have something so much better in store for you, just wait and you'll see".
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Friday, February 04, 2005
Stop Steppin' On My Toes!!!
I've learned in life that usually when God really wants me to "get" something, He makes sure that everywhere I turn someone's steppin' on my toes. This week, My sis-in-law posted on her blog Believe N God about a woman's testimony of how "little foxes" were getting into her marriage and destroying it. Today, on The Christian Working Woman with Mary Welchel, she was talking about cleaning out our "closets" of unforgiveness. I realized today that even though you say you've forgiven someone, if you still bring it up in conversation or still spend any energy thinking about it, you haven't completely forgiven. Forgiveness sometimes has to be a continual process for us. When we ask God for forgiveness, we don't (or at least shouldn't) wonder if He's really forgiven us, or if He's going to throw it back in our face at some time. He says that He "remembers it not more." Now, being human, we have limitations. Being able to forget what we should remember and remember what we should forget is just one of those, but a big one. We need to remember that, if we are saved, Christ the King is a permanent house guest in our hearts. We never like to have clutter in our homes when guests are there, so how can we leave clutter like unforgiveness, bitterness, and selfishness (just to name a few) in the home of our Abba, our Daddy-God? Christ wants to help us "clean house" of the foxes that steal our joy. I read a great statement the other day that said "when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere."
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