Yesterday was hard work. Several hours prior to yesterday spuratically were hard work. I've been trying to scrape and paint the trim on the house I currently live in. & Let's just say- I thought of trim as around windows & doors, . . . but in reality- it's around windows and doors and roof lines and overhangs and garage edges and and and . . . and usually it's not just one piece but one piece might have three distinct sections . . . and maybe one of the three is a different color . . . ugh!
I'm 45. Not old by any means, but not young either. Have had various health issues going on and had my stomach torn up for awhile and physically just seemed to have lost a lot of the tone I just had . . . and gained weight too. So, you know, this was actually quite an undertaking.
At the end of the day I merely had to paint two thin strips so that there would be a nice clean line between gray and white . . . and the harder I tried . . . the more I messed up and got over on the other color. Then I would wait and try again . . . and again . . . ugh!
I was so frustrated . . . and went to my dad, who was helping, almost crying honestly, and said "I can't do it. I just can't do it." & He asked what & I told him. & This is how he responded:
"Well, there comes a point when it's just time to stop . . . when nothing is working out right, and Mya, I think we've reached that point."
& Now, looking back, clearly reminds me of our relationship with the Father---------
When we have tried all we know to do in our own way and ability . . . still seem to be failing . . . and we go to Him and say "Daddy, Father--- I can't."
& He says, "It's about time YOU stopped trying."
Then we give it over to Him and somehow things seem better already . . .
& We might not know how, but can rest that all is well, all is well . . .
God bless you all today. Have a great weekend!
P.S. Still will pray, send requests anytime!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
I Love How He Interacts With Me
I love how He interacts with me! I love how sometimes He just comes to me in a way that seems "normal" or "relational", instead of me being the small fleshly human being and Him being the great big awesome God that He is . . .
I have been visiting a church (more often than not) while I've been without a "home church".
They had a plan for a 24 hour prayer festival where for 24 hours they would tag team==== indiviudals or couples taking hour shifts.
For a couple services at least, maybe a couple weeks I kept seeing two 1 hour shifts that no one name was on. I wondered the 1st time I looked, and a second and probably a third. Let it go.
Between me and the enemy, all the reasons that maybe I should not volunteer kept popping up. Still, there it was, empty.
The night before this was to take place I apparently still was questioning . . .
But obviously, it did hit my thought wave.
So I said, "Lord, if You reeeallly want me to go, . . . then You let me kow it's You . . . like wake me up at 3:00 a.m. . . . . If You wake me up at 3:00 a.m. then I'll know it's You and I'll go". Went to sleep
Woke up. Layed there for a moment, then reached for the cell.
3:00 . . . SIGH_______________________________________________________
"Okay"-
& Here's something further and kinda neat.
I got up, went the restroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, got dressed then layed back down for a moment--- grabbed the phone again. . .
& I sware-- it said 3:00 a.m.
What???????
Guess maybe He was making a point. -But didn't feel at all like He was annoyed with me, . . . more relational . . . like He was poking me . . .
I imagine laughing.
So I went to the church. & I took my music. Since I am not a member there I asked the Pastor who was there with the Leader of the Prayer Team if tongues were allowed.
Explaining--- that I do know that when in a "house" you have to adhere to the authority God put over it. & Also knowing that sometimes, in fact often, I do not know what to pray, but the Spirit always does.
He said the particular denomination does not believe in that for today---but what I was speaking of was my prayer language . . . and to "pray as I felt led".
Thank You Lord- Thank You Pastor Bobby-
Anyway, did pray, and sang and felt like God spoke to me about some things - mostly about that church---- while I was in.
& Mostly it feels like it was "Hey will you come" . . . and then "So glad You made it . . . " and just some time handpicked by God . . .
Just constantly amazed not only that He considers me at all, but that He either comes to me in that real, tangible way or takes me somewhere to meet with Him.
& (Yes, know He is with me always, just sometimes it is much more evident)
But I love how He speaks to me . . . and interacts with me . . . and even plays with me.
I have been visiting a church (more often than not) while I've been without a "home church".
They had a plan for a 24 hour prayer festival where for 24 hours they would tag team==== indiviudals or couples taking hour shifts.
For a couple services at least, maybe a couple weeks I kept seeing two 1 hour shifts that no one name was on. I wondered the 1st time I looked, and a second and probably a third. Let it go.
Between me and the enemy, all the reasons that maybe I should not volunteer kept popping up. Still, there it was, empty.
The night before this was to take place I apparently still was questioning . . .
But obviously, it did hit my thought wave.
So I said, "Lord, if You reeeallly want me to go, . . . then You let me kow it's You . . . like wake me up at 3:00 a.m. . . . . If You wake me up at 3:00 a.m. then I'll know it's You and I'll go". Went to sleep
Woke up. Layed there for a moment, then reached for the cell.
3:00 . . . SIGH_______________________________________________________
"Okay"-
& Here's something further and kinda neat.
I got up, went the restroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, got dressed then layed back down for a moment--- grabbed the phone again. . .
& I sware-- it said 3:00 a.m.
What???????
Guess maybe He was making a point. -But didn't feel at all like He was annoyed with me, . . . more relational . . . like He was poking me . . .
I imagine laughing.
So I went to the church. & I took my music. Since I am not a member there I asked the Pastor who was there with the Leader of the Prayer Team if tongues were allowed.
Explaining--- that I do know that when in a "house" you have to adhere to the authority God put over it. & Also knowing that sometimes, in fact often, I do not know what to pray, but the Spirit always does.
He said the particular denomination does not believe in that for today---but what I was speaking of was my prayer language . . . and to "pray as I felt led".
Thank You Lord- Thank You Pastor Bobby-
Anyway, did pray, and sang and felt like God spoke to me about some things - mostly about that church---- while I was in.
& Mostly it feels like it was "Hey will you come" . . . and then "So glad You made it . . . " and just some time handpicked by God . . .
Just constantly amazed not only that He considers me at all, but that He either comes to me in that real, tangible way or takes me somewhere to meet with Him.
& (Yes, know He is with me always, just sometimes it is much more evident)
But I love how He speaks to me . . . and interacts with me . . . and even plays with me.
Monday, April 12, 2010
He Walked A Little Different
When you feel you don't quite fit the "norm", consider this: (borrowed from A Renegade's Guide to God, by David Foster)
"Jesus was born in a backwoods village. His mother was a peasant teenage virgin who came up pregnant under questionable circumstances. He worked in obscurity in his father's carpenter shop until He was thirty, after which he became in interant preacher. He never owned a home, never wrote a book, and never organized an army. He avoided big cities, except for Jerusalem during the last days of His life. He walked everywhere He went and traveled less than two hundred miles from the obscure village in which He was born. When He did go public, He chose a rag-tag group of twelve unlettered, underachieving men, some of whom were of questionable character. He was famous for His constant head-butting with the religious ruling elite of His day. He was a renegade of the first order. When it came to making all the wrong people mad, He excelled. His message was like oil and water when compared to the religious norms of His day. But to the common man He was seen as "every man's" champion while at the same time He was feared and hated by the religious elite.
conts~ When the winds of public opinion turned ill against Him, the cheering crowds dispersed and His friends stepped ito the shadows. When questioned, Peter, the leader of the disciples and one of the inner-circle, denied even knowing Him. Without just cause, Jesus ws handed over to the avarice and caprice of His enemies. He went through the mockery of an illegal trial. He was publicly beaten and humiliated. He was forced to carry His cross outside the city to the top of a garbage dump. There, they nailed Him to a cross, gouged it into the ground, and sat down to watch Him die."
endquote
Jesus didn't quite fit the mold of the "norm" of His day either. & Jesus wasn't about "religion", He was about relationship. & He gave His life so you and I could even have one.
He hung with all the "don't know no betters" because He wanted them to know truth. He scolded the Saducees and Pharisees, the "religious" rulers of the time, saying that they did more to keep people away . . .
For those last three plus years He went about the Father's business going from town to town, place to place teaching, talking, supping, relating, praying for, healing people, . . . so that they might know Him, and be able to be in relationship.
Though His own people did not understand until really after His death, . . . then He took it to the cross.
& When He hung, bruised and battered and drained of His human life's blood---------
the block (the veil) between us and God was ripped right in half.
-So that we might know Him, and we might go and teach, talk, sup, relate, pray for, see Him heal . . . so that they might know Him and be able to have relationship . . .
He isn't about religion. We make God very small when we stick Him in our boxes.
Truth is, He never intended Christians gathering together as more than a place to be taught and refreshed and to be in the company of others who also believed, so then again, could all "go". & We do need that. There is strength there and accountability to stay on the path. But . . .
What He called us for is outside the doors, outside our own lives, and certainly outside of of tiny ideas formed by human minds.
You can't put God in a box. Don't try. But- Do yourself a favor, & don't put yourself solely in one either. GOD BLESS
"Jesus was born in a backwoods village. His mother was a peasant teenage virgin who came up pregnant under questionable circumstances. He worked in obscurity in his father's carpenter shop until He was thirty, after which he became in interant preacher. He never owned a home, never wrote a book, and never organized an army. He avoided big cities, except for Jerusalem during the last days of His life. He walked everywhere He went and traveled less than two hundred miles from the obscure village in which He was born. When He did go public, He chose a rag-tag group of twelve unlettered, underachieving men, some of whom were of questionable character. He was famous for His constant head-butting with the religious ruling elite of His day. He was a renegade of the first order. When it came to making all the wrong people mad, He excelled. His message was like oil and water when compared to the religious norms of His day. But to the common man He was seen as "every man's" champion while at the same time He was feared and hated by the religious elite.
conts~ When the winds of public opinion turned ill against Him, the cheering crowds dispersed and His friends stepped ito the shadows. When questioned, Peter, the leader of the disciples and one of the inner-circle, denied even knowing Him. Without just cause, Jesus ws handed over to the avarice and caprice of His enemies. He went through the mockery of an illegal trial. He was publicly beaten and humiliated. He was forced to carry His cross outside the city to the top of a garbage dump. There, they nailed Him to a cross, gouged it into the ground, and sat down to watch Him die."
endquote
Jesus didn't quite fit the mold of the "norm" of His day either. & Jesus wasn't about "religion", He was about relationship. & He gave His life so you and I could even have one.
He hung with all the "don't know no betters" because He wanted them to know truth. He scolded the Saducees and Pharisees, the "religious" rulers of the time, saying that they did more to keep people away . . .
For those last three plus years He went about the Father's business going from town to town, place to place teaching, talking, supping, relating, praying for, healing people, . . . so that they might know Him, and be able to be in relationship.
Though His own people did not understand until really after His death, . . . then He took it to the cross.
& When He hung, bruised and battered and drained of His human life's blood---------
the block (the veil) between us and God was ripped right in half.
-So that we might know Him, and we might go and teach, talk, sup, relate, pray for, see Him heal . . . so that they might know Him and be able to have relationship . . .
He isn't about religion. We make God very small when we stick Him in our boxes.
Truth is, He never intended Christians gathering together as more than a place to be taught and refreshed and to be in the company of others who also believed, so then again, could all "go". & We do need that. There is strength there and accountability to stay on the path. But . . .
What He called us for is outside the doors, outside our own lives, and certainly outside of of tiny ideas formed by human minds.
You can't put God in a box. Don't try. But- Do yourself a favor, & don't put yourself solely in one either. GOD BLESS
Monday, April 5, 2010
A New Directive- I Corinthians 6:19
Ever had a new directive? Have you ever felt led to change something up . . . even if it seemed like it effected no one else but you? I have, . . . and I am.
I have had various health issues crop up in the last years . . . at least the last year, anyway. I have had a lot of stomach issues that I never had and also had some old and now some new vertabrae, nerve and weight issues adding to the mix. Some is due to my age, I'm sure. The weight issue, I do think maybe a little has been due to the stomach ailments but alot of it . . well just because I had come to a happier place and maybe was eating better & probably more.
You eat more than you burn off, you're going to gain weight, period. You add organs inside not functioning quite right and swelling now and again because of ulcers, . . . well then it just it just adds to it. & When you become inactive and sit or lay a lot . . . quit doing the small things you once did, it all can make alot of body changes quickly.
I am juicing now. This is new to me. Several months ago and probably at least three times over the last three years I felt the Holy Spirit nudge to change some things up. I knew that even God was telling me "Do this, don't do that" in regards to eating and drinking.
I did actually try to follow. & Frankly it seemed weird. First it was walk this many laps around the lot I used to live at. I did. Then it was to put straight lemon juice in water and drink it. I did. Then it was to start eating yogurt again. I did. I did them all for awhile, . . . but would tire of it or just kinda let it go.
Last year I found out I had duodenal ulcers & a large kidney. Hmm. *Duodenal ulcers can be hereditary and my dad did have them. They are also often found in people with pylori bacteria in their gut which half the world population has. Of that half, it usually only causes problems in 10% of the people. Wow! . .Unlike gastric (stomach) ulcers, people with duodenal ulcers will often gain weight because they do not realize they have a problem until its a real problem . .Ugh. & Now maybe there are some gall bladder issues as well . . .
In hindsight I realize that God telling me to walk was to get something moving again. To add lemon juice to water is because we all should drink a lot of water and the lemon juice is an astringent that would help clean out my insides. & The yogurt would have done two things, "calmed" my insides down and also given me some of the "good bacteria" to fight anything that might have been bad down there. Hmm, hindsight IS always 20/20.
What started as a quest for health, which frankly I have failed at doing much about, now has become for everything. I really do feel that God wants me to get back into decent shape. I don't think He is necessarily concerned with how I look or how I feel personally about myself . . . but maybe it is just so I will go on and accomplish things for Him . . .
& The me part of it, I need to feel better. I would like to look better and I have a lot of reason and people to stick around for. I still have things to do!
I thought of this verse, and I know it does not only apply to what we eat and drink, . . . but I do believe it ALSO applies to what we eat and drink:
1 Corinthians 6:19 (New King James Version)
19 Or do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own?
He created me, He bought and paid for me with a great price, He has wooed me, protected me and loved me----
And yet I have been pretty lackadaisical at even taking care of the body that He gave me to get to walk around and use.
Yes, . . . yes I need to do something different, and I am . . . Thank You Lord.
I have had various health issues crop up in the last years . . . at least the last year, anyway. I have had a lot of stomach issues that I never had and also had some old and now some new vertabrae, nerve and weight issues adding to the mix. Some is due to my age, I'm sure. The weight issue, I do think maybe a little has been due to the stomach ailments but alot of it . . well just because I had come to a happier place and maybe was eating better & probably more.
You eat more than you burn off, you're going to gain weight, period. You add organs inside not functioning quite right and swelling now and again because of ulcers, . . . well then it just it just adds to it. & When you become inactive and sit or lay a lot . . . quit doing the small things you once did, it all can make alot of body changes quickly.
I am juicing now. This is new to me. Several months ago and probably at least three times over the last three years I felt the Holy Spirit nudge to change some things up. I knew that even God was telling me "Do this, don't do that" in regards to eating and drinking.
I did actually try to follow. & Frankly it seemed weird. First it was walk this many laps around the lot I used to live at. I did. Then it was to put straight lemon juice in water and drink it. I did. Then it was to start eating yogurt again. I did. I did them all for awhile, . . . but would tire of it or just kinda let it go.
Last year I found out I had duodenal ulcers & a large kidney. Hmm. *Duodenal ulcers can be hereditary and my dad did have them. They are also often found in people with pylori bacteria in their gut which half the world population has. Of that half, it usually only causes problems in 10% of the people. Wow! . .Unlike gastric (stomach) ulcers, people with duodenal ulcers will often gain weight because they do not realize they have a problem until its a real problem . .Ugh. & Now maybe there are some gall bladder issues as well . . .
In hindsight I realize that God telling me to walk was to get something moving again. To add lemon juice to water is because we all should drink a lot of water and the lemon juice is an astringent that would help clean out my insides. & The yogurt would have done two things, "calmed" my insides down and also given me some of the "good bacteria" to fight anything that might have been bad down there. Hmm, hindsight IS always 20/20.
What started as a quest for health, which frankly I have failed at doing much about, now has become for everything. I really do feel that God wants me to get back into decent shape. I don't think He is necessarily concerned with how I look or how I feel personally about myself . . . but maybe it is just so I will go on and accomplish things for Him . . .
& The me part of it, I need to feel better. I would like to look better and I have a lot of reason and people to stick around for. I still have things to do!
I thought of this verse, and I know it does not only apply to what we eat and drink, . . . but I do believe it ALSO applies to what we eat and drink:
1 Corinthians 6:19 (New King James Version)
19 Or do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own?
He created me, He bought and paid for me with a great price, He has wooed me, protected me and loved me----
And yet I have been pretty lackadaisical at even taking care of the body that He gave me to get to walk around and use.
Yes, . . . yes I need to do something different, and I am . . . Thank You Lord.
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