Showing God’s Love

Showing God’s love to save souls is much much much more important than being right about something. People, much like God, respond to humble, sincere obedience to God. Love people.❤

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In Memory of Family

We have lost family. I wanted to remember them. Here is to time together. We love you dearly still though you chose to leave us. May God bless you and keep you close to Him as we are not allowed to be. God is for you! You are always welcome. ❤

Missing Kat

Kat LaLonde, our Lost Daughter in Law

Wil Sepulveda Missing

Wil Sepulveda, Our Lost Drumming Brother

The Power of Love

No greater force exists than that of Love. God/Love pours out grace. Love is much more than anything in existence because it is power under control, massive power laying down its life to be less powerful for the betterment of the loved. Ah, think of that. My kids are working on Mary, Did You Know? for our Christmas Eve service and one line says, “Did you know that your baby Boy has walked where angels trod and when you kiss your little baby, you kiss the face of God?” Humble is love. Sacrifice is love. Self-control is love. The power of love is not in what it can take but what it gives. It is counter-intuitive. It is perfect in its form and simplicity. It laughs in the face of chaos with its cheeks full of peace and eye full of joy. Love dances gracefully in the midst of thunderous volcanic explosions. Love smiles warmly and gives its last drops to save the loved from dying in the desert. Love is not content to watch from the sidelines but gets into the arena to help. Love expresses itself in such beautiful expressions as drying a tear or holding the mourning loved without saying a word but sharing the load of the pain. Love cannot be satisfied without involvement. It’s power is too great to keep itself from sacrifice to help the loved. And absolutely nothing can stand against to it or up to it without falling sheer down from love’s gravity of passion. Nothing is more powerful and God IS Love. Wow!!!❤❤❤

For America

My daddy was a Marine for 6 years for America.
Many great men and women serve our America.

I am proud of our country and will stand and show respect for America.

We have not been perfect but have been knit together in America.

Our good President and his good staff are working for America.

Some of Congress and some of the Senate are working for America.

Few in Hollywood or mainstream media are working for America.

Those who do not stand out of respect for our country should not be paid American dollars or stay in America.

Fewer big monopoly owners are working for America.

But God still loves our America.

And if we start acting like Americans, we will again be a great America.

And if we deny the rights of divisive and destructive anti-American people, we will strengthen America.

And we will lead in generosity and love in America.

And what we do will rebuild a Christian America.

And my heart beats for God, for family and for America!❤

Church at Home

Today, as the kids and I were getting in the car to go to church, our car battery was dead. By the time we scraped off the corrosion and recharged the battery, we would have been terribly late and maybe the car would have gotten us back home again and maybe not. So we had church at home. We spent time together, we watched a program enforcing lived out Christianity. We communed together and remembered what Jesus did for us and still does. We thought about things we could do around us. We sang together. Best church I’ve had in a while, truth be told. And I believe this was God’s idea. I believe He wants to grow us to greater compassion and need meeting in our area. I believe there are people around us who are forgotten and ignored, despite many many churches around us, and God made and loves each of them and wants them saved. We have so many churches around us. I wish we had more Christians. I decided we will start by obeying and being a help to those around us. Not with demands or expectations, just with love where they are because of Who made these beautiful but wounded (aren’t we all) people. And once we touch lives, I really hope there is a real Jesus church who welcomes people in and keep feeding their souls Jesus and not pharisee-like social or political bull. Who will join me in this compassion initiative? Show compassion to one person you see. See a person and their need and help. No motive but love. Join me.❤

Parental Mis-Perceptions

Hello. I am Coach Tonya now for our homeschool PE class. I coach 2nd and 3rd graders. They needed coaches and I had done it before, two years ago and loved it so volunteered. And I have already witnessed several mis-perceptions of parents. One was my own. I thought my daughter would not do well in sports because she prefers dolls and pretty pink things, and I was quite wrong. She is great and having and great time! Happy to be wrong. Another happened today when a parent dropped off the child and declared to the class that he was “shy”, to which he responded by acting shy (synonym of “fearful” to me in this context). The minute she was gone, I proceed treating him as if he was a bold leader (I am that way lol), and he was a great leader of the class and excelled and was outgoing. You see, people, and children much more quickly and easily, will rise to the level of the expectations of the leader/coach/parent. They will also fall to them. So always expect and declare good, positive things of your children or students. They will rise to them. Don’t carry your own limitations to them with your negative words or expectations. They are trying to learn and please and you must present positive values and expectations and words for them to aspire to. And they will. It is beautiful and exactly the way God wants and designed it to be. ❤

Being Accidentally Wrong vs Being Intentionally Wrong

There is a huge difference between being intentionally wrong and being accidentally wrong. It is truly a huge difference but sometimes the result is the same. For instance, my husband attacks me for both. He treats them exactly the same. In fact, he will stack them up with other past wrongs. There is no white out or eraser. And I am feeling miserable right now because, human that I am, I screwed up yet again and made an accidental mistake (which I am quite sorry for and humbled at having made) and am in the doghouse. I am made to feel like a criminal, foolish, stupid, disposable almost. Every mistake bears the a came fruit. Criticism at imperfection is always awaiting me. I can do little right, it seems. And I have this one joy in the midst of such blatant disregard for my apologetic and humbled disposition. God is generous with forgiveness. I have a heavenly Father who holds my often clumsy and awkward outgoing nature in His hands and forgives me of my flaws. He understands them. God loves me more than judges me. God cares for me and my well being more than He wants to prove I am flawed and in need of Him. He wants to give me joy not steal it, give me peace not damage it, love me not wound me. I have this amazing Heavenly Father God who loves me awkwardness I am and motivates me by love to want to be better. God is not critically picking apart every wrong move or word but is gently guiding me to the write moves and words. It is a comforting reminder that I am unconditionally loved. You know what, so are you. Thank God! ❤