The Changing of Roles

Somewhere in the mix of time and rearranging of life, I went from everyone’s favorite playful friend to everyone’s momma. I went from playful to responsible for everyone. I am now “mom” and not just for my kids and their friends that come over. No, I am mom to everyone and I am not sure how it happened. I was always a natural born leader but usually led the fun. Now I am caregiver and momma so lead as a mom. I am not even sure when this happened. Maybe it was a long transition and I just noticed it all of a sudden. The important thing is that I am ready to be what anyone needs me to be for the glory of God. If people need care and love more than they need to laugh and have a good time, bring it on. I will do all I possibly can. And who knows, maybe we will laugh a bit along the way too. 🙂

Hello, Everyone!

People from 54 different countries have read my blogs this month. 54! That is mind boggling! So, I wanted to say… Hi, everyone! I have traveled extensively and have family all over the world and love learning about everyone everywhere, so please leave a comment and teach me something about your country. I am Tonya and live in Central Florida. It is hot here, in the 90’s now because summer is here. 🙂 I love God dearly and am married to a good man and have two beautiful but active children. I am a doctor but only do consultations now as we opted for me to stay home and homeschool the kids, which is wonderful as we can do extra art, music, playing and serving God together in our community. Anyway, just wanted to introduce myself and hope you do the same back. Thank you for reading my thoughts and words. Love you so much. God loves you even more! ❤

Never a Disouraging Word

From a family that jokes a lot and teases and cajoles, I was once like that with my words. It seemed funny. It got a lot of laughs. But I recently repented of that and used my humor in a different way. Why? All harmless fun, right? I underestimated the power of words, they are so over-under and over-spoken that it is easy to become careless to their power. It struck me as I was reading my Bible how few words were spoken. How often there was silence as a reply. How very powerful and full of meaning and purpose those words were when spoken. Any joking, teasing, kidding where another person or yourself is berated is not in line with “let your yes be yes and no be no; anything more than yes or no is of the devil” or “speak only with words that edify each other”. I realized I needed a word adjustment. People are precious and valuable to God and He wants us to help each other on every level in worship to Him. We should not say anything to another person we would not say to Him. That is my new goal. I will serious up a bit with my words and put that energy into truthful encouragement. Of course, I have to talk, but I will talk gooder. Lol I will retrain myself to only edify, encourage with truth. Looking forward to the challenge of becoming habitual at it. 🙂 ❤ 

Elderly Contributions

The elder people of my life are my foundation, my backbone, my sweet spot. My grandmother was an amazing nurse and missionary. She told me later she struggled with school, she was not naturally intelligent that way. Nor did she know tons of stuff about tons of stuff. I never knew that his at all n until she had that his old me much later in life. What do I remember about my invaluable time with her? She loved Jesus. And she knew old songs from Texas I did not otherwise learn. She loved art and music and learning and she sure loved her family and me. That is my memory of her. Not her brilliance but her love and passion for Jesus and family. My other grandma was also hard working but a farmer’s wife. From her, I remember etiquette, good posture, cleanliness, work ethic, warmth, love of family and God, composure, respect, natural remedies to about anything. I do not ever remember what she was not but truly appreciated all that she was. From Beulah Barnett, an elderly widow I sat with sometimes, I learned shading and art for she had been an artist. I remember affirming smiles and encouragement from older people from the church. From both grandpas, I learned laughter and music and love of God. As my dad aged, I learned the importance of time spent just talking. The elderly people of my life made my life rich. I was so blessed to a have them. I would not be who I am without them. So if you feel you have little to offer tech-addicted people, think again and just offer who you are. You are invaluable as an elder. And those who are not elders, get off your worthless tech and take some time with an elder person today. It is much more important and truly invaluable to your character development. 

The Story of Her Heart

A mature woman of God once told me her story. She was a patient of mine, a regular, a real sweetheart. She told me of her heart’s song, the story of her love life. It goes something like this (but without her charming demonstrative flare- you’ll have to imagine it). She was married to a man who was horrible to her for years and was miserable and wanting desperately to be loved and held and treasured by a man. She happened to meet a man she had been friends with a long time but they realized they loved each other. The bad thing was that he was also in a miserable marriage also to a horrible woman. They, for 9 months of bliss together, justified their love because their marriages and spouses were so horrible and they felt so good and whole in each other’s arms and company, it seemed like destiny, they were soul mates in every sense of the word, perfect for each other. It was a perfect fit. Well, the man was being kicked out of his living arrangement and decided to go back to his wife to survive (she would not leave her kids so stayed in the house married technically- divorce being a bad thing back then), leaving her high and dry, not looking back, throwing her away like garbage. She ended up heart broken and almost died of her broken heart, so great was the loss and the betrayal. She yearned for him and mourned him for 9 full months, the amount of time they were together. And I was moved to tears as she still teared up speaking of it, such a sad story, such a broken women before me even telling the story to me so passionately, so empathetic was I to her pain, I felt it equisitely. Then she changed her demeanor entirely and began again. This beautiful old woman told me that the story didn’t end there. She said that she felt alone and friendless after that and decided she would not waste the rest of her life depressed until she died, so she started praying and reading her Bible. A new friend helped her to rebuild her heart a little at a time and she became a strong woman of faith and character and she said Jesus restored and forgave her entirely and He can do the same for anyone. I thanked this beautiful woman for sharing her heart story with me and hugged her. It is not every day you meet someone so willing to share their intimate struggles and testimony. (She gave me permission to share this, by the way.) I think if we all showed people how Jesus changed us and humble ourselves enough to be vulnerable to the listeners and tell it like it is, warts and all, we would help win souls to Jesus for salvation and eternal life with Him in heaven. Jesus has saved us all who are saved and someone may need to hear your heart story to be saved. Never be too proud to tell it. Or rather, be more proud of Jesus and how incredibly He saved you from it that what it might look like that you were imperfect enough to need salvation in the first place. ❤

Morning Comes too Soon 

The alarm went off this morning to go out walking before the day got hot enough to be an excuse not to walk. Lol And it went off way too soon. Morning came way too soon. Now this morning, I had a little boost. My son wanted me to wake him to walk with me. So, knowing I had the company of someone I love who also doesn’t enjoy early mornings but also wants to be healthier, it was easier (still unpleasant but easier) to get up and go. Yes, misery loves company lol, but also there is a verse in Proverbs that says something like blessed is he who walks and someone is there to pick you up is you fall but woe to the person who falls and no one is there to pick them up. Now there are no mud pits or cliffs in my neighborhood, but it is easier to do life with someone you love, be it a spouse, a friend, family, a pet. There is someone to share and talk with, an accountability partner, a fun emphasizer, a helper or someone just to serve and consider. It is lovely. I had another friend who decided she didn’t need anyone but her kids. Well, that is a whole lot of pressure on her kids and people need to adult sometime. Lol We need people. We are responsible not created to live in a vacuum. God is very social and made us so. Morning comes too early but all unpleasant things are easier with help. Be a friend, make a friend. Love you!

Twisted Workings

I see around me women working and men often bumbing off of them. Women ruling and men being ruled. Women then having their babies and taking care of them financially and in every way then guys leaving or cheating then leaving because they aren’t getting what they feel they deserved. Even worse, they get kicked out of their current location with the new girl sponsor and move back in with their kid’s mom, the first girl, and getting back with her. And the cycle continues. I saw this recently in someone I thought was a friend. Wow, what an eye opener. This. Is. Wrong. Let me say it again, it is wrong. It is horrible for the kids, horrible for the adults, horrible for all the mistresses who believe the lies, horrible sins against God and humanity. It is hideous, atrocious, and I needed to voice this injustice to the world and demand better behavior from people in society. Pick a spouse and be satisfied with that spouse. Love them. Pour into them. Men, take care of your family, work for God’s sake and take care of them. Stay with and raise your child. Life isn’t just about you. There are many others out there, you Andre not special. The way to be special is to settle down, raise a family, bond with them, take them to church, get close to God, stay with and stand by God and your family, this is how to be a good man. Women, shut up and let them be men they need to be. Encourage them, help them meet good goals for you all, be okay with supportive loving wife. Respect him. Get people out of your lives that do not support your family as a whole. My rant is through. My anger is diminished. Please be good and want right, people. Jesus is Coming soon, no one knows exactly when so be ready. God bless you!