Still a Wild Animal with Hope

We have had our adopted dog Blue since January. And he is family and knows how things work and his place. He is house trained (thank God!) and leash trained and we do one or two long walks a day and about 4 very short walks. We go to the dog park every day or two also to let him run without a leash and just break loose. He eats well, drinks filtered water, is very healthy now with a shiny, soft coat, has a comfy dog bed, sleeps in my son’s room, etc. All this, and he still bolted for a squirrel, got loose from my grip and continued into the only woods on our walking route and had to be caught. Ran like a wild animal with no family that needed to eat that squirrel to live or something.

He is still a wild animal through it all. He is programmed to survive.

And I got to thinking about that. What separates tame from wild? Circumstances? Timing? Breeding?

What about people? What separates Godly from ungodly? Circumstances? Timing? Family upbringing?

For people, it is more. We have the power within our minds to reason and choose morality. We also can ask God for more wisdom and strength when times get tough. This is our God-given built-in, our brain.

And if we stay close to God and choose morality and reason, there is no problem we can not overcome. This is true personally, as a family, as a business, as a state, as a nation, as the kingdom of God.

This is hope, friends. Praise God!😄❤

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I Don’t Cry Anymore (except when empathizing)

Now, since my Daddy died two years ago, I have not.been able to help but cry if someone is crying- real life or on tv/movies. It is just a new thing now where I can empathize with people’s heartache. That is honestly new to me since these last two years. I felt the deepest pain of my life and I now feel other people’s pain. Even if I had felt it before I never cried. I can probably count on one hand how many times I cried growing up. Just not a crier before. So it is a new thing when I see other’s heartache.

Now, for me, I do not cry, not since I came out of the sobbing wet depression a year ago. After Daddy died, I cried for a year straight about and was depressed and really selfish. I know I had a family to look after and did so mechanically but wounded my children in the process and am still rebuilding that. But selfishly, I was stuck for a year in rich grief. Grief n is normal but letting it take over my life was selfish of me, in my case.

Since I snapped out of the depression with God’s help, I have worked hard on rebuilding (God’s specialty) and have only cried since then when I have seen someone cry, but not for me, just for them and their sake and pain, to help. I get it. I understand their pain. I lived it.

I believe sometimes for other people, you can help them more.by crying with them than any amount of advice or well wishes. But as far as we go, we focus on the wrong thing personally when crying. God comforts those who mourn but also rewards those who obey. Now hear me in love… Awfully hard to serve God and others when constantly thinking of what we lost. We do better at our eternal work when we are grateful for what we have left. Re-read that and you will be glad you did. Prayer and pleasing God in obedience is the option. 😄❤

A Story

I love a good story. So I figured I would tell one. This is a story about a bear. This bear was born in a beautiful forrest. She stayed with her mother and brother for a couple of years and then was on her own. She knew what to do to survive, what she had to do to make it in the forrest alone, what to eat, when to rest, what to avoid.

Once on her own, she had a great time for a while. But some new smells lured her greedy tummy to a campsite, where she found some food to eat that was different than her normal food. So thrilling! All new and exciting so much so that the little voice she heard telling her not to go there was easily silenced. She kept coming back night after night, enjoying herself immensely. However, her presence had not gone unnoticed.

One night, she was going for another food run in the campground and there was a gunshot that just skimmed her fur. She ran the best she could and washed a bit of blood off in the creek. She decided she would not go there again. She would be scarred but was still alive and a bit smarter.❤

High Heels and Other Nonsense

Fashion does not matter to me, character matters. People wear horribly uncomfortable things like nonsensical high heels because it is “fashionable” or popular. Foolishness. It does not matter in the least except that I have rarely seen someone in high heels be able to serve the public or work, they can barely walk around and rarely comfortably. We are meant to develop our moral character and deepen our relationship with God and that translates to loving and serving other people. How can you do that when you can barely walk? Is what is deemed fashionable and thus self-serving more important that serving the Lord? High heels is just one example. I could say the same for being glued to your phone in place of serving the Lord. These shallow, selfish things are distractions and hindrances from spiritual growth and relationship with the Lord. Just saw it again and wanted to put my two cents in. God is and always should be more important to us than the world. And if we lived that, revival would happen. ❤

Avoiding Sexual Temptation

Temptation is the only thing I can see in the Bible where we are instructed to run from it. Against giants, we run toward and face, when lied against, we stand on truth from the Bible, with injustice we stand oue ground, when hit we turn the other cheek but still stand. I heard a great teacher of the Bible David Jeremiah say this and it is true. Joseph ran from his boss’ wife’s sexual advances. Sexual temptation us everywhere we allow our natural sex drive to inflate and wander. It has gone from seething and hiding under every rock and dark place to openly flaunted on the internet and in wide open spaces. Kids can wander into it if safeguards are not in place. It can sneak in around even those if we are neglectful. To avoid it, we must decide to run from it. Put the safeguards on everyone’s tech and not just the kids’. If it keeps happening, throw the tech out. Better to be without tech than for tech to rule you and drag you to hell. Get deeper into God’s Word and prayer and He gives strength to run from it. It is a natural impulse Satan uses to imprison people and destroy lives. Just simply run from it and draw near to God. It is just that simple. You have to want to do good more than bad. Choose it and pray and get help and support if you need but keep running from it. Want good more than evil. God will reward and bless your efforts in doing the right thing.❤

So I Lost a Car

I was sad that we lost a car. It was sold out from under us as we were getting financed. This saddened me, it was the one I wanted with the best price, little mileage, etc. And this saddened me that we lost it. And I was correct and accurate when I also blogged that God is in control and I trust Him to n provide what we need when we need it. But I was recently convicted. Many really saddening things are.going on, people are dying, people are seriously depressed, people are lost to an eternity in hell if we cannot get them to understand how dearly God loves them and sent Jesus to save them. My little loss of something new to drive, especially when my car is still driveable, is shameful. I am sorry for it and totally over it. I say it all the time and it is still true… “people are more important than things”. Always, hands down this is true. And people’s souls are their most important asset because it is their only eternal belonging. The thing is, we all each get to choose whether our souls will live eternally with God in heaven or in hell created for demons. We choose this. As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord Jesus Christ, our God Yahweh. Please help others you love to see that they make the choice for their eternal soul’s destination, whether knowingly or unknowingly. Make sure they know. God bless us and save us, everyone.❤

Oh What a Difference a Choice and a Night Makes

So, we begin our story on a busy day yesterday. So busy, I barely stopped moving all day. We tried to do homeschool while watching our 9 month old grandson who was ill, with meals and dishes and she decided to go get gas and shop at Target before picking up her sick baby and so without dinner or anytime to change we raced over to my son’s baseball game, got home late and got to bed late. And I was anticipated the same craziness today but with band practice instead of baseball and PE in the morning. Crazy, right?

Instead, I am just headed to sleep and I get a “Mom!” from my son. Unusual and never good, I get in there and I will not gross you out but I had a lot of cleaning up to do. He was suddenly sick. He is hardly ever sick but he had saved up. He must have eaten something awful from the canteen at baseball. It cleared his entire digestive system. Water wouldn’t stay down. All night long it was clean up, try to sleep, awoken up in a couple hours to clean up and nurse the boy.

I made an executive decision and texted to cancel PE and the babysitting today. And I slept a few hours before the next bout. And here we are. Sleep deprived but at least able to sleep a couple hours at a time between nursing the gut along toward healing and cleaning. Lord help us moms!

So “oh what a night” is explained. Next explains the choice.

My son had, in the morning when he was supposed to be doing school and up to now has been, decided to play hooky and watch a Netflix movie that happened to be a horror flick. What possessed him, I know not, but I believe it opened a door to an evil spirit to come in. He confessed to me at night when everything that could go wrong n in a day did go wrong. Because as soon as he had finished that movie around noon, the baby who had been well was suddenly sick, the game went poorly and my son played like he had never played a game in his life, my husband was very aggitated and grumpy, my daughter was an emotional wreck, I was suddenly overwhelmed and tired, and then the illness.

Upon seeing the demonic activity allowed in and hearing the confession, we joined hands and rebuked the demon in Jesus’ powerful name and Zac rede dictated his life to Jesus and was baptized in the Holy Spirit and rejected his choice and evil that was pressing on him. I prayed over the house and loudly commanded the evil to leave in Jesus’ name and pleaded God’s Holy Spirit to live here and bring us the fruits of the Spirit in abundance to reside here.

He did. All was immediately made right. My daughter had peace and fell into a deep, restful sleep she stayed n in through the night’s ups and downs. My husband relaxed and had peace and even joy. I received energy and peace. Zac had peace even though he had to undergo a reminder purging of his system. And the baby is not here today but is doing better.

The devil will come in any way he can and is allowed- be it horror movies, pornography, personal choices of pride, sexual misconduct, gluttony, idolatry, whatever it is- even to Christian homes. He must be sent packing by the authority we have with the Holy Spirit. And we must make it right by humbly choosing Jesus again. Please learn this lesson with us. Be encouraged that we have the cure through the Great Physician Jesus Christ and the power of the Holy Spirit. Praise God!!❤❤❤