I would like to say the greatest Fathers Day I had witness was Dec. 30, 1983. My husband had just witness the birth of his first born. A son. The glory of God was shining in his face. Even though we were not followers at the time, nothing can be more convincing that there is a God when you see the process of a human being coming forth. It was so touching for my husband, he jumped for joy. He was so excited, that he almost knocked a guy out trying to exit the room to go make phone calls. We probably weren't prepare to be parents, but one thing we knew for sure, we loved this little bundle of joy that God had given to us. God not only chose to bless us with one child but we had four more given to us as we matured.
I would have to say being a father is probably one of my husbands greatest joys in life. It is by no means one of the easiest jobs, but definitely rewarding. I have seen through the years where my husband has taken on the responsibilities to being a Godly father, and a wonderful grandfather. We pray, now that when our children or grandchildren enter our home, they will smell the sweet aroma of Jesus presence, comfort and peace.
So I just want to take this time to thank God that my husband has yielded and surrender his life to the one and only who can help with such an important calling.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Do You Know Him?
There once was this girl who was very devestated. Hurting deep within her soul. Feeling lost, confused, and angry. One day the pain was too much to bare. She heard about this man called Jesus, who would take all her pain and sorrows. Make her feel new inside, clean and wanted. That he would take all her sins and washed them away. Make her whiter than snow. She knew that this is what she needed. Her life was heading for destruction.
This Jesus called out to her "Come to me and I will give your rest." She had become so weary, so she ran to him. She fell into his arms and wept. Peace at last. A love that filled her from top to bottom. A friend that would walk with her, no matter where she went. Someone that would never let go or ever hurt her. They have been together now for 25 years and she is still learning who this man is. This she knows, he is faithful, true and kind. Loving, forgiving, caring and always available. He would never leave her or forsake her. He values her and cherishes her and wants to love on her. Jesus is her best friend.
This Jesus called out to her "Come to me and I will give your rest." She had become so weary, so she ran to him. She fell into his arms and wept. Peace at last. A love that filled her from top to bottom. A friend that would walk with her, no matter where she went. Someone that would never let go or ever hurt her. They have been together now for 25 years and she is still learning who this man is. This she knows, he is faithful, true and kind. Loving, forgiving, caring and always available. He would never leave her or forsake her. He values her and cherishes her and wants to love on her. Jesus is her best friend.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Looking Back
Looking Back. I understand now why we are to let go of the past and live for today. Every now and then I catch myself wanting to look back and feel sorry for myself in how this disease I have, robbed me of the joys of motherhood. Before I got ill I was totally engrossed in my children. They were my life! There was nothing more I desired than to be a mother. Well, God blessed me with four beautiful children. I got sick in 1995 , which meant my oldest was 12 and the youngest was two. My 9 year old daughter took it upon herself to become the mother. She took care of the two year old. When she went to school she would worry about him. Who was going to take care of him? I was so sick I couldn't get out of bed. Needless to say, my "perfect" family became quite dysfunctional.Since I was unable to take care of the children, my husband had to quit his good paying job so he could be home with the kids. We ended up going bankrupt. We lost our home, our new car and no where to go, with four children. I just so happen to have a friend in Phoenix, AZ that had a rental house.
My husband and some friends worked a week on getting this used car running so we could travel to the unknown. Little did I know that God had a plan for us. The people who rented us the home gave us a free months rent while Mark found a job. Mark landed a job the first week we were here! Then my parents happen to be on vacation and they were right here in Phoenix. So they were able to help us move in and bought groceries for the first week. We were totally broke when we arrived. We were counting pennies at the last hotel. The home we rented was right down the street from one of the most beautiful parks in Phoenix. The elementary school was just across the street, we were within 4 grocery stores all within a mile, and had a beautiful Library about 3 miles from home. Now all we needed to find was a church. It took 3 years til' I found the place I could call home.
This body of believers accepted me for who I was. They loved on me and told me that God loved me. I was not cursed, rejected, rebellious or hopeless. I am in a place today where I feel total acceptance from God and his joy just overflows within me. I know he allowed me to experience what I did so I can help others. God had to bring me to AZ. so that I can be ministered to and learn who I am in him. That's where your power comes from. Knowing him.
So I have a choice. I can choose to look back in bitterness, saying I missed that crucial part of my life or I can say God you were there taking care of everything. By everything I mean, he has given me a second chance with children and that is my grandchildren. Little did I know how nuts one can be over their grandchildren. I feel God is giving me my reward because I didn't give up on him. As for my children they are grown, responsible happy adults. I still have one who is at home and he is talking about going into the service. God did a better job raising them than I could have ever done. He even blessed us with a teenager later in life.
My husband and some friends worked a week on getting this used car running so we could travel to the unknown. Little did I know that God had a plan for us. The people who rented us the home gave us a free months rent while Mark found a job. Mark landed a job the first week we were here! Then my parents happen to be on vacation and they were right here in Phoenix. So they were able to help us move in and bought groceries for the first week. We were totally broke when we arrived. We were counting pennies at the last hotel. The home we rented was right down the street from one of the most beautiful parks in Phoenix. The elementary school was just across the street, we were within 4 grocery stores all within a mile, and had a beautiful Library about 3 miles from home. Now all we needed to find was a church. It took 3 years til' I found the place I could call home.
This body of believers accepted me for who I was. They loved on me and told me that God loved me. I was not cursed, rejected, rebellious or hopeless. I am in a place today where I feel total acceptance from God and his joy just overflows within me. I know he allowed me to experience what I did so I can help others. God had to bring me to AZ. so that I can be ministered to and learn who I am in him. That's where your power comes from. Knowing him.
So I have a choice. I can choose to look back in bitterness, saying I missed that crucial part of my life or I can say God you were there taking care of everything. By everything I mean, he has given me a second chance with children and that is my grandchildren. Little did I know how nuts one can be over their grandchildren. I feel God is giving me my reward because I didn't give up on him. As for my children they are grown, responsible happy adults. I still have one who is at home and he is talking about going into the service. God did a better job raising them than I could have ever done. He even blessed us with a teenager later in life.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
In His Presence
I sit silently, waiting, listening for him to whisper something in my ear.
Be it a word, a sentence, a phrase. I never know.
There is peace, comfort and joy. A sense of anticipation.
I listen to soft music to welcome his presence.
He’s a dear friend of mine and at the right moment, he speaks.
Softly, lovingly and gently.
He says he loves me and his desire is, that I become all I was designed to be.
He is thrilled I have chosen to spend this time with him, to be his vessel.
The word for today is Love. His love is beyond anything one can imagine.
So many people don’t understand this love. They reject it. His love, is too hard for one to fathom. People think they will have to change to be accepted, or that they’re unworthy to be loved by him. It’s not so. Christ loves you just the way you are.
“Come to me and I will give you rest.” Jesus is wooing you, he just wants to have a relationship with you.
The time I spend in his Presence is priceless. It’s a gift, a treasure that I look forward to every morning. If for some reason I miss that time, I hear him whispering throughout the day “Come, sit with me. I love you”
When I hear this. I will try to stop and take time to sit, even if it’s 5 minutes.
Be it a word, a sentence, a phrase. I never know.
There is peace, comfort and joy. A sense of anticipation.
I listen to soft music to welcome his presence.
He’s a dear friend of mine and at the right moment, he speaks.
Softly, lovingly and gently.
He says he loves me and his desire is, that I become all I was designed to be.
He is thrilled I have chosen to spend this time with him, to be his vessel.
The word for today is Love. His love is beyond anything one can imagine.
So many people don’t understand this love. They reject it. His love, is too hard for one to fathom. People think they will have to change to be accepted, or that they’re unworthy to be loved by him. It’s not so. Christ loves you just the way you are.
“Come to me and I will give you rest.” Jesus is wooing you, he just wants to have a relationship with you.
The time I spend in his Presence is priceless. It’s a gift, a treasure that I look forward to every morning. If for some reason I miss that time, I hear him whispering throughout the day “Come, sit with me. I love you”
When I hear this. I will try to stop and take time to sit, even if it’s 5 minutes.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
My Mom
Dear Jesus,
Take good care of her. Reward her for what she deserves. She is your precious daughter who worked very diligently, while here on earth. She knew how to love unconditionally. She accepted anyone and everyone, even the outcast of society. She had made everyone feel right at home when they would come over. Mom was very busy, but would stop doing what ever she was working on and give undivided attention to her visitor, showing she valued that person. She would welcome total strangers at our dinner table. I remember one guy felt so welcomed that he would walk right in. If there was anything on the stove cooking he felt so comfortable, he would help himself to a little sample.
At times the house would become chaotic because mom had a heart for children. there was a time in their life when mom and dad would take home on the weekends children who were disabled, physically as well as mentally. Then they ended up fostering 7 children on top of the 4 she already had. There was this one precious baby that ended up in our home and mom decided to adopt him, he was so much a part of us they he even looks like one of us. Mom enjoyed every minute with her grandchildren, all 10 of them. She taught me how to love, she knew how to die to oneself for the sake of the others. She was strong, courageous, hard working, loving, kind, gentle, brave and a wonderful role model for her children. Lord, I know it was you that developed these characters within her because she had no role models. She came from a broken home.
She's a gem Lord. She deserves the best of crowns you have up there. Please let her know that I love her and that I am PROUD of the work she did here on earth. Thank you for blessing me with such a wonderful mom. Let her know I will be there soon to be reunited with her and dad.
Take good care of her. Reward her for what she deserves. She is your precious daughter who worked very diligently, while here on earth. She knew how to love unconditionally. She accepted anyone and everyone, even the outcast of society. She had made everyone feel right at home when they would come over. Mom was very busy, but would stop doing what ever she was working on and give undivided attention to her visitor, showing she valued that person. She would welcome total strangers at our dinner table. I remember one guy felt so welcomed that he would walk right in. If there was anything on the stove cooking he felt so comfortable, he would help himself to a little sample.
At times the house would become chaotic because mom had a heart for children. there was a time in their life when mom and dad would take home on the weekends children who were disabled, physically as well as mentally. Then they ended up fostering 7 children on top of the 4 she already had. There was this one precious baby that ended up in our home and mom decided to adopt him, he was so much a part of us they he even looks like one of us. Mom enjoyed every minute with her grandchildren, all 10 of them. She taught me how to love, she knew how to die to oneself for the sake of the others. She was strong, courageous, hard working, loving, kind, gentle, brave and a wonderful role model for her children. Lord, I know it was you that developed these characters within her because she had no role models. She came from a broken home.
She's a gem Lord. She deserves the best of crowns you have up there. Please let her know that I love her and that I am PROUD of the work she did here on earth. Thank you for blessing me with such a wonderful mom. Let her know I will be there soon to be reunited with her and dad.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Precious Gifts
Precious Gifts
God did the irreversible on my birthday. I am so excited that I just have to share it with you all. I woke up really disturbed. Heartbroken, my father had past away about a year and a half ago. I would not be receiving a phone call today. My father's birthday is the 4 th. I was his gift many years ago. I never grieved over the lost of my father, I was happy that he did not have to suffer no more. He was diabetic and going for dialysis everyday. He also suffered with heart disease. It just so happened that I watched Joyce Meyers this morning and she had mentioned how we cannot let our emotions rule our lives. So I made a decision, I was not going to let my feelings ruin my day.
My husband and I went to the show and saw Shutter Island. It's a true story about criminals who were mentally ill. By the time I walked out I was so grateful that I was born during this era, and not back in the 50's when they were doing lobotomies. I was very grateful that I had a husband that loved me enough to get the help that I needed, so I did not harm myself or others. For those of you who don't know, I have bipolar.
We had the children over and I had some pictures taken with all my children standing next to me. I had finally accepted the fact that they had truly forgiven me, for the darkest days of my life. In the midst of my illness I had said and done some pretty mean things to them. My eyes were open and I saw that they have chosen to forgive and love me dearly. What a gift! Not only that, but I was able to forgive myself, I walked around in shame for 15 long years. Later, I notice my son, who claims to be an agnostic was looking through the Bible! We were able to discuss Jesus first miracle, he even knew what the Master had said at the wedding about the wine! I was so excited that I told him "the word is in you and it will come forth some day when you really need it, like it or not! My daughter Amber remarked "Mom, that's the creepiest thing you have ever said!" I was so encouraged. When they had left that night Amber had given me the hardiest hug she had ever given to me in my life! She is a very reserved person. That explains why it meant so much to me.
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To top the day off. I got a phone call at 7:30. It was from my younger brother, he has never called me on my Birthday! I was so blessed! I felt so loved by the end of the day that no monetary gift can replace the love I had received this day. God is so good to me!
On the following day, I went to Julie’s house ( my youngest daughter) and she had the T.V. on a children 's Christian station! I am seeing God working in the life of my adult children and I am excited! Oh yea, found out that Amber is going out with a Christian. Can you beat that for a Birthday? My kids were all brought up in the church but had abandon God when I became ill. I believe they have seen his healing power in my life and know he is real.
God did the irreversible on my birthday. I am so excited that I just have to share it with you all. I woke up really disturbed. Heartbroken, my father had past away about a year and a half ago. I would not be receiving a phone call today. My father's birthday is the 4 th. I was his gift many years ago. I never grieved over the lost of my father, I was happy that he did not have to suffer no more. He was diabetic and going for dialysis everyday. He also suffered with heart disease. It just so happened that I watched Joyce Meyers this morning and she had mentioned how we cannot let our emotions rule our lives. So I made a decision, I was not going to let my feelings ruin my day.
My husband and I went to the show and saw Shutter Island. It's a true story about criminals who were mentally ill. By the time I walked out I was so grateful that I was born during this era, and not back in the 50's when they were doing lobotomies. I was very grateful that I had a husband that loved me enough to get the help that I needed, so I did not harm myself or others. For those of you who don't know, I have bipolar.
We had the children over and I had some pictures taken with all my children standing next to me. I had finally accepted the fact that they had truly forgiven me, for the darkest days of my life. In the midst of my illness I had said and done some pretty mean things to them. My eyes were open and I saw that they have chosen to forgive and love me dearly. What a gift! Not only that, but I was able to forgive myself, I walked around in shame for 15 long years. Later, I notice my son, who claims to be an agnostic was looking through the Bible! We were able to discuss Jesus first miracle, he even knew what the Master had said at the wedding about the wine! I was so excited that I told him "the word is in you and it will come forth some day when you really need it, like it or not! My daughter Amber remarked "Mom, that's the creepiest thing you have ever said!" I was so encouraged. When they had left that night Amber had given me the hardiest hug she had ever given to me in my life! She is a very reserved person. That explains why it meant so much to me.
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To top the day off. I got a phone call at 7:30. It was from my younger brother, he has never called me on my Birthday! I was so blessed! I felt so loved by the end of the day that no monetary gift can replace the love I had received this day. God is so good to me!
On the following day, I went to Julie’s house ( my youngest daughter) and she had the T.V. on a children 's Christian station! I am seeing God working in the life of my adult children and I am excited! Oh yea, found out that Amber is going out with a Christian. Can you beat that for a Birthday? My kids were all brought up in the church but had abandon God when I became ill. I believe they have seen his healing power in my life and know he is real.
A Tribute To My Parents
A Tribute to My Parents
My husband and I decided to put our mirror back on our dresser the other day. So he goes and pulls it out. To my amazement, there was a picture, still clinging to it. It was a picture of my parents, who are no longer with me. The picture was taken probably about 15 years ago.
It did my heart good to see them together. They were dancing, cheek to cheek, all dressed up. They must have been at a wedding. They looked so happy and healthy. The picture meant so much to me because when I was growing up, I didn't see much affection between them and when they had past away they were both very ill.
When I look at mom, I am so proud of her. I feel honor to have had her for a mother. She was a very brave woman. She had a difficult life over here. First of all she spoke no English and then she raised four little ones all under the age of 5 with little support. She did have one thing going for her. My grandfather loved her. She left her country and family, to come to this country to start a new life with dad. They had met in the service in Germany. Mom was wonderful, she loved unconditionally, anybody and anyone was welcome in our home, or at the dinner table. Half the time we didn't know who was there. When I look at my father, I see a tall, strong, handsome family man who loved to have fun and worked hard.
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My husband and I decided to put our mirror back on our dresser the other day. So he goes and pulls it out. To my amazement, there was a picture, still clinging to it. It was a picture of my parents, who are no longer with me. The picture was taken probably about 15 years ago.
It did my heart good to see them together. They were dancing, cheek to cheek, all dressed up. They must have been at a wedding. They looked so happy and healthy. The picture meant so much to me because when I was growing up, I didn't see much affection between them and when they had past away they were both very ill.
When I look at mom, I am so proud of her. I feel honor to have had her for a mother. She was a very brave woman. She had a difficult life over here. First of all she spoke no English and then she raised four little ones all under the age of 5 with little support. She did have one thing going for her. My grandfather loved her. She left her country and family, to come to this country to start a new life with dad. They had met in the service in Germany. Mom was wonderful, she loved unconditionally, anybody and anyone was welcome in our home, or at the dinner table. Half the time we didn't know who was there. When I look at my father, I see a tall, strong, handsome family man who loved to have fun and worked hard.
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