I just devoured this book I bought yesterday and ready for the next one. I really like reading memoirs. If you have any recommendations, holla! Also I’m excited for this next step of faith into something sort of unknown. All I know right now is to trust God and hang on for some adventures to come.
He’s already revealing some thing’s to me as I’m seeking his face. (Jer. 33:3)
I hate to sound corny or cliche but I think this might be my year. Last year taught me to rejoice in the trials and tribulation. As I look back I feel that I’ll be ready for any storms to come. Not to fear them, but to trust in the authority I have been given through God.
Also I’m going to be 30 in a few months. I have learned and grown so much in the span of 10 years. I’m ready to embark on this new era of my life. Woo 30! And looking young still! lol.
Hope you guys are having an amazing Monday
The past few months have been a roller coaster of emotions. Not sure what the hell attack is going on in the body of Christ. I’ve been so off, it’s been hard to discern properly. But I know something is up. When one body part is off, it feels like we all go through with them. It’s crazy because just thinking about it, we’re connected by the spirit and truth of God.
These feelings can seem so real sometimes. Yet they can really deceive us if we’re not abiding in Him. We can do nothing apart from Him. I’ve been feeling like an utter failure for the past few months. But seeing what’s going on with other brothers and sisters makes me mad at the schemes of the enemy.
I know I’m not a failure. I just want to snap out of it. Ill be praying with the body of Christ. Ill be rejoicing with you guys as well.
watching an episode of “Felicity” and there is this girl/character who ends up with this drug addicted, abusive boyfriend. I am so thankful that I never got into any sort of abusive relationship. Growing up in a very chaotic, dysfunctional family was an example of what not to be or do. My father is an amazing person thanks to God… Growing up he was angry, and usually not in the best mood. My dad was a weekend drinker. It was those Friday nights when I’d ask my mom, “Is Papi coming home?” that I feared him the most. I would wake up with my mom screaming, or yelling. As I got older I would become the mediator between my father and my mom. No longer did I fear my dad, but I began to feel sorry for both of my parents. The illusion of them being fearless broke as I would sometimes have to comfort my crying mom, and comfort my crying father. When my dad would drink though, it was as if this force took over. I knew it wasn’t him. When the rage subsided it was the real man who was crying out for help.
it was in high school when I was saved, and I first heard about the gospel. i grew up a non practicing catholic, who got into witchcraft/wicca, and than heard about this man named Jesus. The son of God. Even after that it still didn’t make any sense. I just knew that I didn’t want this for my family, and that I wanted a new family at times or new parents. I certainly didn’t want the marriage that my parents had, which was mostly verbally, and physically abusive on both sides. I have a prayer journal that God showed me when I really dedicated my life to Jesus, and put my faith in Him in 2006. I journaled about my father in 2000/2001 that all I wanted was my father.
Now my father and I are living together, and have been for the past 3 years. He has become a father figure that I’ve always wanted and needed. God knew how important this was to me. So out of all things that I am thankful for today, and usually every day, is my father. Most of all the testimony of my father just shows me Gods love for me individually. I can’t lie that it disheartens me when I hear unbelief or sometimes blasphemy against my heavenly Father. But I know God is real to me because of my earthly father, and now the wounds that I carried for so long within my family have been healed. So this is my thanksgiving. And also tying in about the abusive relationship, I am thankful that, that is a cycle that is now broken in my life. It will not continue on to me, or my children.
“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.” Joshua 24:15