Friday, August 31, 2007

Prayer of Gratitude


Lord, I am thankful for so many things. I'm grateful that Waylon was not really hurt, in his accident. I praise you for keeping that hedge of protection around him, as well as the rest of my family, children and grandchildren.

I had such a wonderful trip and am consumed with gratitude. I really needed it and throughly enjoyed visiting with family and friends. I praise your holy Name and thank you, so very much. Amen

Jesus is my Lord. The devil has no power over me. (Matthew 28:18; Colossians 1:13)

In Jesus' Name I bind you satan and forbid you to bother me in any way. (Mark 16:17; James 4:7)

No weapon formed against me shall prosper. (Isaiah 54:17)

No evil or accident will happen to me. Neither shall any sickness come near me. God has given His angels charge over me to always keep me safe. (Psalm 91:10-11)

I fear no evil for You are with me Lord. (Psalm 23:4)

Greater is He that is in me than he that is in the world. (1 John 4:4)

Christ has set me free from the curse of sickness. By His wounds, I have been healed. (Galatians 3:13; 1 Peter 2:24)

The Lord is my Shepherd. I do not lack. (Psalm 23:1)

My God is supplying all I need. (Philippians 4:19)

I am a child of Almighty God. He loves me and takes good care of me. (Matthew 6:32-33; 7:11)

The Lord is my Helper. I will not be afraid. (Hebrews 13:6)

I can do all things through Christ Who gives me strength. (Philippians 4:13)

All things are possible to me. I have faith so nothing is impossible. (Matthew 17:20; Mark 9:23)

I am a forgiver. I am patient and kind. I walk in love. (1 Corinthians 13, Romans 5:5)

God gives me favor with people. (Acts 2:47)

Jesus has become my wisdom. (1 Corinthians 1:30)

I have the mind of Christ. (Philippians 2:5)

The Spirit of truth lives in me and teaches me all things. He guides me into all truth. (John 14:26; 16:13)

The Lord gives me wisdom and understanding. (Proverbs 2:6)

God is for me. (Psalm 56:9)

Friday, August 17, 2007

So Grateful

It occurs to me, that I have just so much, to be grateful for. How easy it is, to look for the bad or the problems and not the good? I don't understand it or why we tend to search and find things to belly ache about but we sure do it. I am often guilty, of this, myself.

As I lay there, praying at night, I realized that I am the fortunate one. Yes, I've lived a hard life but I learned from it or I'd like to think I have. I realized that I've never ran the streets naked, I've never really gone truly hungry and even if it wasn't luxury, I'd had shelter, over my head.

Even bigger than that, I've seen so much hurt in pain, especially in the eyes of parents, who'd children are really sick. I've been spared that, a pain I feel I could not endure. Yes, God has been good to me.

I've often been an ungrateful brat. I stomped my feet at God or more than one occasion and have not always been, a good daughter. But I feel his love and the more I look for the little things to be grateful for, the more I find.

I went to the Doctor's on 7/17 and disliked this woman from the start. I felt she'd not heard me, was impatient, seemed busy and pretty much, didn't care about me or my symptoms. My problems, especially the pain, threaten, often times, to pull me under. It is my pain, which launched me into the abyss of addiction. I must admit, it scares the hell out of me. So, I went to this pain specialist and felt a cold hard slap in the face or so it seemed. She seemed so abrasive.

I had to go back on 8/14 and did not look forward to it. See, I have the ability to think like a criminal and behave like a criminal. I have, in the past, took care of my pain, with drugs and drinking, the heck with Doctors, I could get them illegally, almost easier. But I'm trying to live my life, in a legal realm, think legally, behave better. I prayed that God would warm this Doctors heart. I prayed that this Doctor would hear me and help me. I felt I was at the end of the road, one step from falling.

Her demeanor, was as if she were a different person. This Doctor even asked me how I was feeling. She seemed genuinely concerned and willing to listen and help. God had changed her. I mean it was such a complete turn around, nothing short of a miracle. God is good, huh?

Tomorrow, I leave on my first vacation, actually, the only vacation, I can remember. I will fly into Pittsburgh, where my oldest son, will pick me up. He will then, take me to his home and I'll visit till Wed. Then, he'll drive me tow hours away, to Jamestown, N.Y. so I can visit, my other son, his wife and my two Grandbabies. Wed. night, we have reservations for10-15 people, who will meet us at my favorite restaurant and I'll get to see, my other granddaughter and great granddaughter, family and friends.

So much to be grateful for. Thank You Lord!!

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Calling God


We evolve, as Christians, when we begin to pray for others, instead of just ourselves and for strangers, instead of just our immediate needs.

I do believe in intercessional prayer. I believe that God does want us, to talk with him, to pray with him and to be in constant contact. Quite often, prayer is a pity party, when it should be celebration of our every day goings on. God doesn't want to hear from us, only in times of crisis.

I like to think of God, as Abba, my Father. A good father, would soon tire, if I only called him, when I was in trouble. He would soon tire of me, calling and only asking for favor, wouldn't He? Eventually, he might even tire, if the phone rang and caller ID said it was me, if all I did was complain.

I must and do try to improve my communique. Sharing in the little joys, from, thanking him for a good parking spot, close to the door, when it's pouring out, to an unexpected phone call, maybe from one of my sons, where I can hear the smile on his face, is the kind of joy, he wants us to share with Him.

I noticed God doesn't care, where I call him from, he never looses His patience with me because I call in the middle of business hours and it doesn't matter how late, even in the middle of the night. I can call him from the highest mountain, or the driest desert, I always have 3+ bars and a good connection.

As Christians, we are given free days, nights and weekends on our prayer phone. Call Him up and talk, all you'd like, unlimited calls, access and the call is never dropped, on His end.


Saturday, August 11, 2007

Proof

How true, how true. This young man, is on the money!

Friday, August 10, 2007

God Said, NO


Certainly one of my favorites...






I asked God to take away my pride.
God said, No.
It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.


I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, No.
His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary


I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, No.
Patience is a by product of tribulations; it isn't granted, it is learned.


I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, No.
I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.


I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, No.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to Me.


I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, No.
I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.


I ask God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.

God said...Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Choices

It took me years to figure out. It took on a life of it's own, this heartache and pain.

I often questioned, "Why me?" Had I not suffered enough? He chose to die on the cross for me. Did He say, "Why Me?"

Tested like Job...

I figured out, that from the moment we are born, we have choices. We have the choice to behave and mind our P's & Q's, be respectful and so on. But I think when it's all said and done, through all the years, it is a choice, of whether or not we will continue to seek the Father. He gave us free will. He tests us, He is the Great Teacher. Life is a set of choices, on that test, just like a multiple choice SAT.

When you're knee deep in your own feces, it's quite difficult to see yourself climbing out. But we are given the choice to do so but we often can't see it. When we are knee deep in it, if we seek the Father and ask for the choices, he will give them to us.

If nothing else, after years of living a tumultuous life, I can look back and see, quite plainly, that I had choices all along. I couldn't see them. I think they were hiding in plain sight. When I did seek the Father, they became evident but when I did things, all by myself, I messed it all up.

I mean I can look back and see, even when I was in my car accident, an accident which changed my entire life, at the age of 18 years old, that I had choices. That night, I chose not to wear my seat belt. After the accident, when I was in pain and fearful, it absorbed me. I blamed God for that accident and I began my run from him. Choices.

I believe he really wants me to rely on him and learn from those mistakes. I do something and can't see my way out of the dark. Even the smallest thing, I need to pray for His light. When I pray for that light, suddenly, I see the doors, that I did not see. It's all about the choice to seek His face.

May I always remember this, my cognitive moment. I praise you Heavenly Father and I ask for your favor, your blessings. I ask to see the choices. I ask for Your light...to guide my way. Amen