Adopting a dog from the SPCA with heartworm has affected my empathy and mothering skills. After 2 days, I love our furry friend and he is one of the family. We have to exercise him a little but without stress or strain, have to give him medicine twice a day before his first shot Thursday and keep him very calm after that for a month. It is deliberate care, intentional love. We knew going in he was sick. And we love him all the more for it. We know it is up to God through thr medicine to heal him or not. We love him and he is very loved until we know for certain if it is forever or not.
And I think that is how it is with God. I understand that better. He really loves us and adopts everyone who humbly asks Him to. He knows we are iffy. He knows we may screw up, knows we may reject treatment or choose to run away. He loves us all the more when we really try to please Him, as when Blue tries to please us. It is endearing. We accept him as He is, hoping to nurse him to health, and God must feel that way with us, accepting us as we are and hoping to nurse us and love us to greater health and joy wanting the best life for us. I get it now. And I praise God and love Him all the more for it.❤❤❤
Things affect us. Some for the better and some unfortunately for the worse. We are finite in a world system hell bent on destroying us. This is just how it is. We saved ones have a home in heaven for eternity but there are a plethora of distractions decidedly fighting for control of our viewpoint and attention.
The really cool thing is that God is far far above all that noise. There are no extenuating circumstances with Him, no contingencies, no distractions. God is the same always no matter what and is so much greater than these things that work feverishly against us. God is the clarity, the truth, the peace, the joy, the love. All that is good and limitlessly consistent and dependable is Him. God is it. If you want a rock, a fortress, a retreat, a cuddle spot, a home, God is it. Jesus (God thr Son) is our way to God thr Father. He is the only door through which to enter the eternal God for He is the bridge from the physical realm to the immortal, eternal realm we will spend eternity in. I want to enter eternity with God who is good rather than any other way. Eternity counts and is far more valuable than the spitting on it we humans do. The enemy does not want people to ponder their eternal life destination or he would lose the lie and we would reject him. God does not use trickery. It is all given to us in His Bible and He lives and deals in truth. God is not changeable n or movable. He is perfect as He is.❤
People say they love you and they mean well, maybe do at that moment. They prove their love by staying faithful and remaining with you forever. Words mean very little to me anymore. Maybe that is cynical but people have cheapened words by their selfishness and ease of changing them. “I love you” then cheat. “I love you” but you need to change. “I love you” as long as someone better doesn’t come along. “I love you” then disappear from your life. Words become cheap. I have become the football star on Jerry McGuire, “Show me the money”. Meaning for me (unlike the movie), prove it. Make it happen. Pay up. Show me the loyalty and faithfulness. Jesus, on the other hand, proved it and proves it every single day. He loved me enough to die for us and resurrected so we could have hope and love with him everlasting. And He answers prayer and is right here with me and His love is so thick, I can feel it all the time. Jesus’ love is never-ending, as no man’s can be.❤❤❤
I am convinced within myself that a person without a relationship with God cannot achieve pure, lasting, unconditional contentment. It is not lethargy I am speaking of but an intrinsic force in our God-seeking, God-fingerprinted hole He built into eachnof us. This force of contentment is unleashed and grown once a higher level of relationship is developed between Creator and created one. Then it does not matter what environment or outside forces are present or pressing in, even most harshly, we are good, resting in the arms of God Almighty who loves us and is way bigger than anything rising up against us. Ah contentment. Without God, it is unattainable, and with God, it is perfectly natural and automatic. Walk with God and what else can possibly be that important other than Him? ❤
The best man I know is the one who passed his Y chromosome down to me. Scientific and not romantic is the approach to this thesis, because if I lay my emotions out there, I will cry and not be logical so I am speaking from the doctor part of me. It is my rational, lab coat on side that has served me well long before obtaining a degree. But I digress. Here is why my daddy was the best man in the world (no offence other really magnificent men I have had the privilege of knowing): 1. He was loyal to his wife and family. This is beyond mere faithfulness, hard enough to come by these days, I know. But he was loyal to our family, meaning that our family unit was defended valiantly against anything coming against it. He would defend us, any of us, to the death and I was completely and utterly safe within his care. He knew his strength and ability beyond any hesitation, and he was a boxing instructor and drill instructor in the Marines and a strong fatmer and an excellent marksman to boot, so he really could defend us and would successfully, I never ever doubted that. Since safety is such a great need for a little girl, I grew up safe and secure. That is amazing to this little girl. My daddy also gave up his ex and three daughters for my mom and our family (mom required that of him, we never would have). He never looked back but probably always silently struggled with that decision but never showed that. 2. Daddy provided for us. My mom was a housewife and my sister and I went to private Christian school because he wanted to provide us the best education possible. I am certain that is why he worked so very much overtime, to provide for us. He sacrificed his free time for our education and mom being able to not work outside the home, which she absolutely did not want to do. He provided protection and paid the bills and we never wanted for anything we needed and most of what we wanted. He provided well. 3. Daddy was a strong manly Christian. That should have been first but I believe this is why he was loyal and a great provided. He loved Jesus. He taught me how to be moral and love Jesus too. He was man enough and convicted enough to drag me to church every time the doors were open. We sang together in a family quartet in churches in the area. We sang in the church choir and for church musicals my dad volunteered to be in, despite his hard work and limited time. My dad knew that some things are more important than rest and often told me he would rest in heaven. He is resting now but I bet more likely he is singing for Jesus right now with his angelic voice. 4. He was my rock. Again, because he lived Jesus, I could always count on him. All my life he would ask if I needed anything. He helped me with anything I needed ever. So here is my short list of why daddy was the best man on earth. The world was better for his having been here and I am who I am largely because of him. Thank you, daddy. See you soon in hew reaver for I think Jesus will take us home soon. Love and miss you, daddy. ❤❤❤