Sometimes I feel like this...

My friend called me with juicy gossip. I know that gossip is sin. It can tear at your heart and cause such havoc in people's lives. Proverbs is filled with wise advice about gossip and tale bearing.

Because the reality of it, is that, she really doesn't know facts and is casting her own fears on the situation.

I still care for him. But God's will be done in my life, as hard as it is to lay my life down. To hold still and allow Him to mold me into the woman of God He wants me to be. I admire those saints I hear about in tales from antiquity who, hearing the voice of God, submit, to become pillars of strength. In believing God for what He has said. To find Him true and worthy of their all.

Its hard to wait on the Lord for a mate. Yet, He may not want me to be married. Some of my friends say that if God has placed a desire in your heart, He must then, or is obligated to full fill that desire. My understanding is that God is under no oath to meet my desires, but is able to meet my needs for the moment. Day by day, as in the wilderness, He meets the need.

My desire wants what isn't it's. My desire takes and clamps down, possesses the thing it craves. Just because the object of my desire sits under a moonlit sky with another woman, doesn't make it right to allow my feelings to run havoc. My feelings must be submitted to the Will of the One who died for me.


God help me to be willing to die for You.

~

coffee, laundry and Obama

Laundry is piling up. I should be making that bed downstairs.

Drinking a cold cup of coffee. Thinking about the text my cousin sent me earlier in the morning. She, being a new Christian, asked me if I thought Obama was the Anti-Christ. I thought for a moment before I answered. I was on the road at the time of her text and taking my daughter to school, so I had time to think before I answered her.

"Rather than trying to figure out who the Beast is," I responded "maybe it would be a better idea to focus on Jesus?"

My first blog

God's Mighty Hand was on me today.

I really didn't think it was.

When I asked for Him to reveal Himself through me today, I did not realize that He would do it in a way that would unearth the dirt only He could see. My own journey as a single parent, knowing who I am (as I always change, He does not), who God is molding me to be, has been a healing one. Difficult at times, but healing.