Hailstorms… P

Revelation 16: 21 And there fell upon men a great hail from heaven, every stone about the weight of a talent: and men blasphemed God because of the plague of the hail; for the plague thereof was exceeding great.

Joshua 10: 11 And it came to pass,as they fled from before Israel, and were in the going down to Bethhoron, that the Lord cast down great stones from heaven upon them unto Azekah, and they died: they were more which died with hailstones than they whom the children of Israel slew with the sword…

See Genesis 12: 3! (and in Israel shall all the families of the earth be blessed…) We desire to bless Israel. We pray for peace, comfort, and provision in Israel and for the Jews. We see the news stories and pray even more that God would lovingly end the suffering in the Middle East.

The glorious Psalms… N

Chapter 23: 1..the Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want….

Psalm 34: 9 O fear the Lord, ye His saints, for there is no want to them that fear Him.

34: 10 The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger: but they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.

Meditate on the Word, I tell myself. Don’t focus on the fact that the only person who comes home from work and cares if I’m still alive has the gall to ask me to do some of his stuff. My hubby was the one who really wanted a pool. I said a pool will mean care. He said he would do everything. Right away, I know I sound like a “poor little rich girl”. Sorry about that. In retrospect, I suppose I could have done things differently in my past. As I was born an only child who seemingly wanted for nothing, I’ve never gone out and gotten income for myself with a vengeance. I’ve not gone on missions knowing I must provide for me.
My hubby flits through the house claiming “we” need chlorine. He has a truck. We have another truck that is used for the lawn business. I have a small car. I’ve known my hubby is one of the people on the planet who has 30 hours in one day, unlike most folks.
I take care of the Great 8. They are our loving, lazy, spoiled, indoor cats.
I take care of laundry, cooking, cleaning, and organizing. I send cards. I communicate with people on social media.
He can go get chlorine.

Wanting nothing…James 1: 4 N

You have been found wanting..?

But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing…

Patience?!?!? I confess I’ve had a big box lying in the floor for 2 weeks. My husband needs to get the boards out and put together the bookcase therein. He almost steps over the box as he enters the house, daily. My selfishness is welling up. I try to keep busy and let my hubby manage the lawn service, the bus ministry and go to his medically benefited job extra hours. Sometimes I try more than others.

Christian author/blogger N

Ruth Soukup…wrote “Unstuffed”  We need to unclutter our homes, minds, lives…..we need to make more room for basics and God.

Yes, we are found wanting. We want our homes to look like we “are somebody”. We want our homes to look like Pottery Barn catalogs, so we are good managers/Christians. We will seem to be good stewards of what God’s blessed us with.
Is it all really just for show?
Is it vanity? Solomon, in the Old Testament, said all is vanity in Ecclesiastes 1:2.

Is it pride? What would the harm be if we just lived our lives and didn’t clean up after ourselves? What if we ate, slept, and threw clothes around our homes with whimsy? Hey, no one comes over to visit. Who cares?!?!? What harm could there really be? I’m picturing dirty dishes. I’m picturing trash lying around: not bagged nor taken to where it’s picked up and taken far away. Geeeeeezzzzz, that’s another thing. Since we have lived out here, we haven’t had official trash pick up. We have been finagling for 5 years. I don’t like it anymore.

God forgive us……..

My new thoughts…Daniel 5: 27 (thou art found wanting) N

Wanting…we all want and want…  We all fight with lusts of the eyes and such. We want good for our kids, family, etc…  We want that new car. We want that new blouse. We want “date night” and a dinner at Red Lobster. We want love in our life……

A number one should be our desire for Christ. We should merely seek Him first then all things will be added unto us…(Matt 6: 33)

But as sinners who only seek “what we want” we may find ourselves in the predicament the people did in Daniel 5. The handwriting was on the wall as a warning:  “Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting.”

For the sake of writing book 2, I’m going to purpose to have two parts in this book. I plan to have a defined positive part and a negative part to show my humanity.
I’m trusting God that I won’t dwell on the negativity and display it in my life and home…..in Jesus’ name.

Memories of “Ms. Johnson”

As I lie in bed this am., I’m feeling weak from all the coughing and sinus. It’s been 10 days of this and working to feel better. I remember we have our closing on house number one tomorrow am. We are so blessed.!! I don’t know if I want to shout it from the mountain tops or put an ad in the paper or at least capitalize all the letters on a face book announcement that God is faithful and we accomplished closing on house number one: Halelujah!

I don’t have a big power packed life. I remember having a college professor who read my assignments and decided I lived in a fantasy world. She told the class that I’m behind the times and she picked on me for a whole semester. I don’t have a job that pays money. I don’t go to Starbucks regularly. I don’t go out with the girls often. I pray with my husband and defer to him. She told me I live somewhere in the 50’s regime and needed to get a life.

She was a single, independent professor who had a grown daughter in fast paced New York who she went to visit often. She communicates with her often. She doesn’t date often but tells her men friends she is a modern woman. She goes to seminars and things professors do. She liked the president and his ideals and many political actions I don’t necessarily agree with. She said she was a Christian. I wondered about how she could pick on me, daily, in class with the love of Jesus in her heart. (Love one another much?) The rest of the class grew to stand up for me in front of her. They would see me in the halls and comfort me. They said they didn’t know how she could say such insults to me in public.

Now that I’ve been to a Christian University and learned more of the Word, I can be assured of who I am better. I don’t have to be like everyone else. We are all individuals. I can have a loving Christian husband who fears and loves God. I can have my debts downsized after the selling of house tomorrow and live in my huge country house with my cattery and do whatever comes up to do if I wish. I can pray for others as the Spirit leads and save for trips and the yearly property taxes as I should. I am so blessed. On days where I feel tempted to compare my life to others, I can know who I am in my uniqueness. I can retain my sanity and not wish and hope. I don’t have to be as busy as my daughter. I don’t have to run to the gym and try to work on my outward appearance as some I know. I am a beloved child of the one true King.

We all wait for things in life……I am one example of someone who waited, in her own fashion, and God provided. God loves everyone and He wants the very best for those He made in His image……

Nuttin but a “thang”

It started with seeing some relatives were going on vacation. They’d be less than 8 hrs. away from us. I mentioned, to hubby, it’d be great if they could come see us while they were traveling. Days later, he mulled that idea over and planned we would travel up and see his sister. We really enjoy traveling together. We would surprise the sister and see beautiful Alabama beaches.

The day before the trip, I took the truck for an oil change and felt a cold coming on. By evening, I was bundled in the bed with heavy blankets: my teeth hurt. This felt like sinusitis. I prayed. I claimed power in the name of Jesus. I quoted scripture over myself. I suggested to hubby he could take the trip by himself. He was having none of that. God only knows why He put it on Rob’s heart to love me as he does.

We make the trip. I’m on cold medicine. We got to a motel and found we couldn’t pay for 2 nights, as planned. Guess who did some poor subtraction in the check book? Yep! Now, I feel worse in more ways than one. My hubby took everything in his stride and acted like it was all nuttin but a “thang”. We would re-juggle money in the morning after a good night of rest.

We did. We saw the family and had a lovely time. I’m so glad I went. As of now, we have 3 days till we close on house number one and I have gone 5 days without washing my long thick hair. I’ve taken quick, weak showers, though. This is unheard of, right? My “cold” is settled in my chest. Between hubby coming home and doing lawns in the rain and my germs, he has caught it too. We missed church but watched services on television. Thank God for Christian television shows that share the Bible correctly. We saw the doctor the next day and hubby came away with 2 prescriptions and I came away with 3. My hubby proceeded to go to work, scripts in hand, and ended up coming home early: sick. The sickness has distracted us from tapping our foot waiting for the closing on the house.

It’s amazing what a difference a week makes. Last week we celebrated Easter and felt fine.

Folklore or poetry: “This too shall pass”…………..