Love stops the darkness in it's tracks
Sunday, May 8, 2011
The "Knowing"
This is a blog that details some strange occurances in my life. I've written about many of my experiences with the supernatural in other posts.
I've seen things. Many things are things that I wish I could forget. But I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that the Bible is real. My experiences taught me this.
About 8 years ago...(and please be aware that this will sound strange to most people)
Anyway, I digress...
I was saddling up my oldest boy. He was only two at the time. We were headed for a quick run into town to run errands...do our daily routine. I can't remember exactly.
Anyway, as I was about to leave,...our dog Honey, hopped into my car. She wasn't supposed to hop in the car. But she did anyway.
As I was shooing the pup out of the car, I had this thought.....
Today, this dog getting in this car ....at this moment....has altered something. Today, becasue this dog got into this car, I will get into a car accident.
I actually had that thought.
yes, it does sound strange.
As we were driving into town...we were stopped behind a vehicle.
Lo and Behold...a car comes up behind us....and pushes us into the car in front.
The car accident.
That incident has stayed in my mind. It was very strange. I have never ever gotten into my car with the knowledge that I was going to get into an accident before it happened.
It was almost as if I knew, on that day, that something was going to happen.
But it didn't stop me from going. When the thought occured to me I thought that it was just a fleeting thought. I wasn't worried.
I don't consider myself myself psychic.
I do believe that knowledge can come from two different sources.
God. The knowledge of truth and Light. And Satan, who really only provides lies...not real substantial knowledge.
Before any non-believers start rolling thier eyes....hear me out...
Most people don't believe in the devil. I remember in my early twenties, I was walking in a state of confusion.
I had been raised in church and had experienced many things in church. I went to a spirit filled church. In that kind of church..you will see that God is a true power. Not a myth. Not a fairy tale. As Jesus infiltrates your life. Your heart. You will come to see and know that these things aren't make believe.
When I was in my twenties, I had so many questions. Why? Why? Why? I took a philosophy class and although I didn't doubt that God existed..I questioned His goodness.
I wrote in a previous blog about strange occurances that would happen to me as a child. Things that maybe some people would have to see to believe. Put please know that I would not lie. How, I hate lies. I hates lies with a vehemence.
I digress
Please read my post on supernatural experiences.
Truly...no words could express the things that I have seen or experienced
Sadly, many people will doubt because this world is so infiltrated with lies that some people don't know who to believe. How can we know who is telling the truth in this world, when lies slip so easily off of people's tongues.
If people truly knew there was a real place called Hell, imagine the changes. People would be scurrying to do right. to make amends. To treat people with respect. People would clean up thier lives. Thier language. People would stop thier senseless lies.
But through these supernatural experiences, I found that the Bible is real.
When we seek, we find.
so many people scratch thier heads in wonder and doubt.
So many people curse God.
So many expect God to answer thier prayers when they have never given Him any of thier time.
Or any of thier praise. Or anything. So many people expect God to spout answers and understanding when they want it or when they are facing difficulty.
Those same people forget about God and continue walking down paths of darkness when all is well and right with the world.
I used to be one of those people. I expected God to jump when I said "jump." It didn't happen and I was usually left a little upset and disallusioned.
I now see that answers will come when we commit to following Him, both in the good times and the bad. Knock and the door will be opened. Seek and you will find.
I'm seeking and finding for the first time. I have found some fascinating discoveries.
But there is much more awaiting.
I digress....
Knowlegde comes from two souces.
I think many people are aware, on some level, that there is more than what we see.
Sometimes, and this may sound strange, but there are times when the world of the unseen is just as real as the world of the things I see. It's very strange. It almost has an effect of a dream.
Sometimes I wonder which world is more real. The world I see or the supernatural world that I haven't seen with my physical eye, but experienced.
Well, they are both real. No question. No doubt.
I just wish everyone could see. Could have that "knowing"
Knowledge from darkness:
Beware people. Stay away from tarots. stay away from ouija boards. Stay away from witchcraft. wizardry. horoscopes. Pychics. Stay clear. Run and run fast. Because there is a very real knowlege that can come from darkness. It is an alluring knowledge. I can see how people could very possibly be tempted to look to these sources for answers. It's becasue they haven't took the time and learned the patience to get the answers from God.
The knowledge of darkness may satisfy people temporarily but is a dangerous force. I have completely turned my back on the things of darkness.
I see how darkness aims to destroy. I see how it seeks to tear down. I see how it leads us into "paths that feel right" but end in death. I walked down those paths for nearly 10 years. That path,,,although yep...it held some amazing times...great lesse le bon temp roulez..times...
led me into places that I wish I had never been. I've seen things that I wish I had never seen.
Only recently, has God truly taken away the stains of all that darkness..and allowed me bathe in the light and innocence of a pure, true, and glorious love.
The knowledge of God...
God gives us an amazing knowledge. If you haven't read my post, entitled "order" please read it. It details things that God showed me. Things that weren't chance or coincidence, but a true knowledge that He gave me.
He shows us things. He communicates. There are times when I haven't liked the things He says. Often, His voice leads me to reach out in ways I'm not always comfortable with. Or to give up things possessions that I loved. But, as I have said in many other posts, there is a beauty in the letting go.
A true peace. A true joy.
I don't know why I had that strange experience with the"knowing" and the car accident.
But one thought that has entered my mind on numerous occassions is this:
Timing is everything.
It sounds mundane when written across a computer screen...
T I M I N G I S E V E R Y T H I N G
Did that font change make it more interesing, perchance?
what does that mean, timing is everything?
Maybe it refers to God's timing. God has a time. It's not our time. We will learn patience and endurance if we come to realize that all is in God's timing. Timing is everything.
If that dog hadn't hopped in that car...the timing of everything would have been different. I would have left the house sooner. I would have avoided that accident altogether.
This may or not be related..but I know that the Enemy has an agenda. He too has a timetable.
Sometimes when bad things happen, we blame God. But who should we really blame? If we aren't following God, can we really blame Him? If we aren't following God, then we must have fallen into the trap of darkness...
Blame the darkness for all that is foul and disgusting with the world.
Blame the darkness for your troubles. Your problems.
Then seek...reach for the Light of Love and Hope...and find..and be full.
I've seen things. Many things are things that I wish I could forget. But I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that the Bible is real. My experiences taught me this.
About 8 years ago...(and please be aware that this will sound strange to most people)
Anyway, I digress...
I was saddling up my oldest boy. He was only two at the time. We were headed for a quick run into town to run errands...do our daily routine. I can't remember exactly.
Anyway, as I was about to leave,...our dog Honey, hopped into my car. She wasn't supposed to hop in the car. But she did anyway.
As I was shooing the pup out of the car, I had this thought.....
Today, this dog getting in this car ....at this moment....has altered something. Today, becasue this dog got into this car, I will get into a car accident.
I actually had that thought.
yes, it does sound strange.
As we were driving into town...we were stopped behind a vehicle.
Lo and Behold...a car comes up behind us....and pushes us into the car in front.
The car accident.
That incident has stayed in my mind. It was very strange. I have never ever gotten into my car with the knowledge that I was going to get into an accident before it happened.
It was almost as if I knew, on that day, that something was going to happen.
But it didn't stop me from going. When the thought occured to me I thought that it was just a fleeting thought. I wasn't worried.
I don't consider myself myself psychic.
I do believe that knowledge can come from two different sources.
God. The knowledge of truth and Light. And Satan, who really only provides lies...not real substantial knowledge.
Before any non-believers start rolling thier eyes....hear me out...
Most people don't believe in the devil. I remember in my early twenties, I was walking in a state of confusion.
I had been raised in church and had experienced many things in church. I went to a spirit filled church. In that kind of church..you will see that God is a true power. Not a myth. Not a fairy tale. As Jesus infiltrates your life. Your heart. You will come to see and know that these things aren't make believe.
When I was in my twenties, I had so many questions. Why? Why? Why? I took a philosophy class and although I didn't doubt that God existed..I questioned His goodness.
I wrote in a previous blog about strange occurances that would happen to me as a child. Things that maybe some people would have to see to believe. Put please know that I would not lie. How, I hate lies. I hates lies with a vehemence.
I digress
Please read my post on supernatural experiences.
Truly...no words could express the things that I have seen or experienced
Sadly, many people will doubt because this world is so infiltrated with lies that some people don't know who to believe. How can we know who is telling the truth in this world, when lies slip so easily off of people's tongues.
If people truly knew there was a real place called Hell, imagine the changes. People would be scurrying to do right. to make amends. To treat people with respect. People would clean up thier lives. Thier language. People would stop thier senseless lies.
But through these supernatural experiences, I found that the Bible is real.
When we seek, we find.
so many people scratch thier heads in wonder and doubt.
So many people curse God.
So many expect God to answer thier prayers when they have never given Him any of thier time.
Or any of thier praise. Or anything. So many people expect God to spout answers and understanding when they want it or when they are facing difficulty.
Those same people forget about God and continue walking down paths of darkness when all is well and right with the world.
I used to be one of those people. I expected God to jump when I said "jump." It didn't happen and I was usually left a little upset and disallusioned.
I now see that answers will come when we commit to following Him, both in the good times and the bad. Knock and the door will be opened. Seek and you will find.
I'm seeking and finding for the first time. I have found some fascinating discoveries.
But there is much more awaiting.
I digress....
Knowlegde comes from two souces.
I think many people are aware, on some level, that there is more than what we see.
Sometimes, and this may sound strange, but there are times when the world of the unseen is just as real as the world of the things I see. It's very strange. It almost has an effect of a dream.
Sometimes I wonder which world is more real. The world I see or the supernatural world that I haven't seen with my physical eye, but experienced.
Well, they are both real. No question. No doubt.
I just wish everyone could see. Could have that "knowing"
Knowledge from darkness:
Beware people. Stay away from tarots. stay away from ouija boards. Stay away from witchcraft. wizardry. horoscopes. Pychics. Stay clear. Run and run fast. Because there is a very real knowlege that can come from darkness. It is an alluring knowledge. I can see how people could very possibly be tempted to look to these sources for answers. It's becasue they haven't took the time and learned the patience to get the answers from God.
The knowledge of darkness may satisfy people temporarily but is a dangerous force. I have completely turned my back on the things of darkness.
I see how darkness aims to destroy. I see how it seeks to tear down. I see how it leads us into "paths that feel right" but end in death. I walked down those paths for nearly 10 years. That path,,,although yep...it held some amazing times...great lesse le bon temp roulez..times...
led me into places that I wish I had never been. I've seen things that I wish I had never seen.
Only recently, has God truly taken away the stains of all that darkness..and allowed me bathe in the light and innocence of a pure, true, and glorious love.
The knowledge of God...
God gives us an amazing knowledge. If you haven't read my post, entitled "order" please read it. It details things that God showed me. Things that weren't chance or coincidence, but a true knowledge that He gave me.
He shows us things. He communicates. There are times when I haven't liked the things He says. Often, His voice leads me to reach out in ways I'm not always comfortable with. Or to give up things possessions that I loved. But, as I have said in many other posts, there is a beauty in the letting go.
A true peace. A true joy.
I don't know why I had that strange experience with the"knowing" and the car accident.
But one thought that has entered my mind on numerous occassions is this:
Timing is everything.
It sounds mundane when written across a computer screen...
T I M I N G I S E V E R Y T H I N G
Did that font change make it more interesing, perchance?
what does that mean, timing is everything?
Maybe it refers to God's timing. God has a time. It's not our time. We will learn patience and endurance if we come to realize that all is in God's timing. Timing is everything.
If that dog hadn't hopped in that car...the timing of everything would have been different. I would have left the house sooner. I would have avoided that accident altogether.
This may or not be related..but I know that the Enemy has an agenda. He too has a timetable.
Sometimes when bad things happen, we blame God. But who should we really blame? If we aren't following God, can we really blame Him? If we aren't following God, then we must have fallen into the trap of darkness...
Blame the darkness for all that is foul and disgusting with the world.
Blame the darkness for your troubles. Your problems.
Then seek...reach for the Light of Love and Hope...and find..and be full.
An unexpected request
Today, I was on my way to work. I stopped for gas. The man behind the counter of the convenient store looked like he was of middle Eastern descent.
He sold many items in his store. Knick Knacks. Trinkets. There were many posters for sale. Some framed pictures, as well. I noticed several pictures of Jesus.
I was a little surprised, I guess. I wondered if the man behind the counter owned the store. I wondered if he placed the pictures of Jesus on the wall.
I think that when we see people of middle eastern descent, we automatically assume that they are Muslim. I think sometimes when we see them, we assume that they hate us.
We assume that, as Christians, and as Americans they all hate us. Well not all of us may make these assumptions, but i think it is quite natural if you do.
anyway....
Today, I felt Jesus nudging me to be kind to the man behind the counter. The man of middle Eastern descent. Don't get me wrong, I'm kind to everyone. But, I felt like I was supposed to take things a step further and perform an act of kindness.
So I paid for my gas, went back to my car and got a little book I bought several weeks backs.
It was a small book. It didn't cost much. It was called, 199 promises of God.
So I put a copy of a letter that I printed from fathersloveletter.com inside the book, I waltzed back in with a smile and I gave the man his book.
I didn't particularly want to do this. I imagined the man cursing me. Spitting insults.
But no, that didn't happen.
I gave him the book. I smiled and simply said...."I bought these books a few weeks ago, I wanted you to have one." He very warmly, very kindly smiled back at me.
He didn't look at me funny or with vehement eyes.
He appeared thankful.
Hmmmm. That really got me thinking. Jesus wanted me to be kind and show an act of love to a man that was very likely Muslim. I know that Jesus loves everyone. Every race. Every religion.
Imagine if Christians began to show love for people they believed to be Muslim.
Imagine how many things and perceptions could change.
What if a Christian man or woman gave the young Usama Bin Laden a Bible and a hug and said, "Hey, I love you kid." I know that you aren't being raised Christian, but we love you. We welcome you into our home. Into our church. Into our life."
Hmmm. If people reached out in great ways, the very course of life could be altered. Could things have turned out differently with this man if Christians had reached out to him during the course of his childhood, teen years, and even adulthood?
But I thought it was just very, sorry for lack of a better word I'm actually going to say "cool."
It was very cool of Jesus to use me to reach out to this man.
Jesus, you are cool.
Enough said.
He sold many items in his store. Knick Knacks. Trinkets. There were many posters for sale. Some framed pictures, as well. I noticed several pictures of Jesus.
I was a little surprised, I guess. I wondered if the man behind the counter owned the store. I wondered if he placed the pictures of Jesus on the wall.
I think that when we see people of middle eastern descent, we automatically assume that they are Muslim. I think sometimes when we see them, we assume that they hate us.
We assume that, as Christians, and as Americans they all hate us. Well not all of us may make these assumptions, but i think it is quite natural if you do.
anyway....
Today, I felt Jesus nudging me to be kind to the man behind the counter. The man of middle Eastern descent. Don't get me wrong, I'm kind to everyone. But, I felt like I was supposed to take things a step further and perform an act of kindness.
So I paid for my gas, went back to my car and got a little book I bought several weeks backs.
It was a small book. It didn't cost much. It was called, 199 promises of God.
So I put a copy of a letter that I printed from fathersloveletter.com inside the book, I waltzed back in with a smile and I gave the man his book.
I didn't particularly want to do this. I imagined the man cursing me. Spitting insults.
But no, that didn't happen.
I gave him the book. I smiled and simply said...."I bought these books a few weeks ago, I wanted you to have one." He very warmly, very kindly smiled back at me.
He didn't look at me funny or with vehement eyes.
He appeared thankful.
Hmmmm. That really got me thinking. Jesus wanted me to be kind and show an act of love to a man that was very likely Muslim. I know that Jesus loves everyone. Every race. Every religion.
Imagine if Christians began to show love for people they believed to be Muslim.
Imagine how many things and perceptions could change.
What if a Christian man or woman gave the young Usama Bin Laden a Bible and a hug and said, "Hey, I love you kid." I know that you aren't being raised Christian, but we love you. We welcome you into our home. Into our church. Into our life."
Hmmm. If people reached out in great ways, the very course of life could be altered. Could things have turned out differently with this man if Christians had reached out to him during the course of his childhood, teen years, and even adulthood?
But I thought it was just very, sorry for lack of a better word I'm actually going to say "cool."
It was very cool of Jesus to use me to reach out to this man.
Jesus, you are cool.
Enough said.
Night
Source of pic: http://www.computerclipart.com/computer_clipart_images/a_little_girl_sitting_on_a_hill_under_the_moon_0071-0907-2514-0557.htm
The first time I heard that there was no night in heaven..I have to admit, I was a little disappointed.
I love the nighttime. But I began to wonder what I loved about the night so much.
I concluded. I love the moon. The stars. The smells. The tranquility. The peace and the rest.
Then I began to think...sounds like heaven. The things I like about the night aren't it's complete and total darkness.
I like the sources of light that accompany the night.
I know in many others posts I talk about the Light that often accompanies my dreams. Sometimes Jesus gives me dreams. And in some of these dreams, there is a warm, glowing light.
There is so much peace...and rest..so much tranquility in the prescence of this surreal light.
As I was pondering all of this, I looked up the verse about night.
There will be no night there.
They will not need the light of a lamp
or the light of the sun.
For, the Lord God will give them light, and they will
reign forever and ever. Revelation 22:5
Then my eyes fell upon a verse on the other side of the page.
I am the root and the offsping of David,
the Bright and Morning Star
Revelation 22:15-17
So even though there will be no night
There will be a star.
The most beautiful star that would pale any other.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Confessions
The other day Jesus was dealing with me about something.
I know that He has forgiven me of my sins. All of them. All of the ugliness has been washed clean.
Lately, I've been pondering over the details of my story, those intimate details of my life.
I've shared bits and pieces...thrown out little tidbits as food for fish, but there is more. There is so much more. So many more truths that Jesus is waiting to reveal through my story.
But it is hard to lay yourself bare. It is hard to stand in front of an invisible crowd and watch as people gather thier stones. I am forced to wonder if there are vultures out there....waiting to tear me to pieces for what I have done. Waiting to spread rumors.... or lies...or make assumptions...
I know that Jesus has forgiven me. It's the people that I worry about. Some who may call themselves Christian but still cast the stones of judgement.
But I am wondering about confession of sin... It is an instruction in the Bible. It say, "Confess your sins to one another." James 5:16
What does this mean? I know that various religions may have different practices and interpretations. I am hoping that for my own life, my confessions, for the whole world wide web to see, could be used to set an example. Because I know that if one person, even one, could be touched by my admissions, if they could see what I have done and understand what I have been through, and came to accept Jesus....then the hard task of "putting it all out there" would have been worth it.
By confessing, do we open ourselves up in very great ways to reach out to those who are trodding along the dark paths that we once traveled? Would the strength of our confessions give them the courage to get out from under thier cloud and reach for that Light?
Would our confessions speak to the ones around us who cast judgement on others. Would it open them up to avenues of compssion and understanding?
But it's hard....o' so hard...I think that this must be why they call this the "narrow path." Because it requires a continual giving. A sacrifice. A doing of not always what we want but what we know will be for a greater good.
My Greater Good is Jesus.
A very strange thing happened. As I was pondering this confession of sins and the stones that would inevitably fly....my aunt sent me a text...I rarely get texts from my aunt....but here is what the text said:
You can't be blessed unless you pass the test of people talking negatively about you and then overcoming with your positive attitude....Steve Munsey
That night I also had a dream....all I could see is that it was in relation to confession of sins....I saw this very real light of peace. It was warm. It was glowing. It is the light that sometimes accompanies my dreams. It is as if Jesus is there. Right there. There is a surreal, very supernatural peace that accompanies this light. O' I wish everyone could experience this Light.
So I am praying and believing that I will have the courage to confess my sins so that others can learn how to overcome. So that others can see that the narrow path can be achieved because, although the road can be difficult, it leads to beautiful places. Such Beautiful Places.
So gather up your stones...I will tell my story soon.
I look back on the past....I look at some of the things I've done..and I think, "did I really do that?" Me? How did I get to that low point? But I can see how, through certain situations, people often act out in ways that they normally wouldn't.
I see how, in desperate times of emptiness, lonliness, and despair,,,, we lose sight. Sometimes, although never justified, we act on all those negative emotions becasue we have reached the bottomless pit of hopelessness.
I think that is one reason I have such a compassion for others. First, because of Jesus. Because His love is a divine love. Second, because I see so many hurting people that act out in ways that they probably wouldn't have....people that have been beat down by abuse. Bullying. We always see the criminal. We never take time to see the person. We read stories in the news. We cast stones.
Ok...enough of my tangent....
Goodnight
I know that He has forgiven me of my sins. All of them. All of the ugliness has been washed clean.
Lately, I've been pondering over the details of my story, those intimate details of my life.
I've shared bits and pieces...thrown out little tidbits as food for fish, but there is more. There is so much more. So many more truths that Jesus is waiting to reveal through my story.
But it is hard to lay yourself bare. It is hard to stand in front of an invisible crowd and watch as people gather thier stones. I am forced to wonder if there are vultures out there....waiting to tear me to pieces for what I have done. Waiting to spread rumors.... or lies...or make assumptions...
I know that Jesus has forgiven me. It's the people that I worry about. Some who may call themselves Christian but still cast the stones of judgement.
But I am wondering about confession of sin... It is an instruction in the Bible. It say, "Confess your sins to one another." James 5:16
What does this mean? I know that various religions may have different practices and interpretations. I am hoping that for my own life, my confessions, for the whole world wide web to see, could be used to set an example. Because I know that if one person, even one, could be touched by my admissions, if they could see what I have done and understand what I have been through, and came to accept Jesus....then the hard task of "putting it all out there" would have been worth it.
By confessing, do we open ourselves up in very great ways to reach out to those who are trodding along the dark paths that we once traveled? Would the strength of our confessions give them the courage to get out from under thier cloud and reach for that Light?
Would our confessions speak to the ones around us who cast judgement on others. Would it open them up to avenues of compssion and understanding?
But it's hard....o' so hard...I think that this must be why they call this the "narrow path." Because it requires a continual giving. A sacrifice. A doing of not always what we want but what we know will be for a greater good.
My Greater Good is Jesus.
A very strange thing happened. As I was pondering this confession of sins and the stones that would inevitably fly....my aunt sent me a text...I rarely get texts from my aunt....but here is what the text said:
You can't be blessed unless you pass the test of people talking negatively about you and then overcoming with your positive attitude....Steve Munsey
That night I also had a dream....all I could see is that it was in relation to confession of sins....I saw this very real light of peace. It was warm. It was glowing. It is the light that sometimes accompanies my dreams. It is as if Jesus is there. Right there. There is a surreal, very supernatural peace that accompanies this light. O' I wish everyone could experience this Light.
So I am praying and believing that I will have the courage to confess my sins so that others can learn how to overcome. So that others can see that the narrow path can be achieved because, although the road can be difficult, it leads to beautiful places. Such Beautiful Places.
So gather up your stones...I will tell my story soon.
I look back on the past....I look at some of the things I've done..and I think, "did I really do that?" Me? How did I get to that low point? But I can see how, through certain situations, people often act out in ways that they normally wouldn't.
I see how, in desperate times of emptiness, lonliness, and despair,,,, we lose sight. Sometimes, although never justified, we act on all those negative emotions becasue we have reached the bottomless pit of hopelessness.
I think that is one reason I have such a compassion for others. First, because of Jesus. Because His love is a divine love. Second, because I see so many hurting people that act out in ways that they probably wouldn't have....people that have been beat down by abuse. Bullying. We always see the criminal. We never take time to see the person. We read stories in the news. We cast stones.
Ok...enough of my tangent....
Goodnight
Friday, May 6, 2011
Letter to New Moms.....to be delivered....
I have around 100 new pairs of hand made crocheted baby booties, 26 pink Bibles, 50 books entitled, God's Word for Mothers, and I just ordered some Gospel of Johns from the Pocket Testatment League.
Soon I hope to gather up anyone who is interested....and take little care packages to new moms in the hospital.
I just finished a personal letter that I wrote to the moms.
Below is a copy of the letter:
Soon I hope to gather up anyone who is interested....and take little care packages to new moms in the hospital.
I just finished a personal letter that I wrote to the moms.
Below is a copy of the letter:
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb." Psalm 139:13 New Living Translation
Hello,
a few weeks ago a family member that I hardly know gave me a pair of handmade crocheted slippers. I began thinking about how each stitch represented an act of love. I began to think about how I could express that love to others. Thus, Baby Bootie Ministries was formed. Simply, to let you know that you are loved. To let you know that someone cares about your life and the life of your baby.
As the mother of two precious boys, I know how daunting and vulerable life can seem after the birth of a child. I had my first child out of wedlock and I would often think that Jesus wouldn't love my child as much. I look back now and the concept seems silly. But I truly believed that Jesus wouldn't bless by boy because of my own faults.
The more I seek Jesus, the more I find that God is more a God of love. It's true that I had to go to many hard hard places to find the peace and rest that I have now. Every day is a reminder that life can be very tough. But I am finding that true Christianity is about sacrifice. And with those sacrifices, comes an overwhelming sense of peace and understanding.
I pray that you will know and understand that Jesus loves you and your baby. I pray that you will seek Him and find the peace and joy that I have found. I pray that you will know how valuable you are. I pray that you will see how precious your child is..what an amazing gift you have been given. I speak a Blessing of Love and Hope into your life today. If you need prayer or an ear to listen, email me at letmewashyourfeet@yahoo.com. You are always welcome at our church, as well. Big Lake Gospel Tabernacle in Big Lake, LA.... I don't want to take you away from your church or religion, just offer people with no where to go, a place to feel loved....but one thing I have learned is that people will often disappoint us....sometimes even churchs disappoint....but Jesus is always there with open arms of love and acceptance. Fall into His arms and know the love that is waiting.
God Bless,
Rachelle
"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything
by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving,
present your requests to God.
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding
will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."
Phillipians 4:6-7
Feel free to pass this on...print out a copy and give to as many new mothers as you can....if you want a pair of baby booties, email me...i'll get you a pair, with a Bible or a book...
Love you!
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Family
The other day I met up with family that I haven't seen in 10 years!
I'm so thankful. This was God at work.
I'm so thankful. This was God at work.
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