Ask first, then receive.
Seek first, then you will find.
Knock first, then the door will be opened for you.
This is a paraphrase of Jesus’ words to us in the Bible, He said in the Sermon on the Mount. Jesus gave us these principles to live by. And the trick to asking, seeking and knocking is always, always, ALWAYS humbling yourself. None of these things can be done if puffed up on pride, trying to control the situation, thinking you can handle it, making things happen yourself. Laying down the pride is a precursor to getting help of any kind. Pride puffs up and lies through its teeth that you are enough to do it all. Reality check later, we are all weak some kinda how and everyone needs Jesus to be their Savior.
And the beauty of the reward for choosing humbleness over pride is extraordinarily beautiful. He answers, delivers, welcomes with open arms every single time. Every time. He doesn’t respond if you are good or if He’s not busy or when He feels like it. Jesus always is right there with an answer to help as long as that humbleness is there. He is for you, for me. How perfect is that?!❤
I tell you what. Losing 22 pounds the healthy way in just 2 months really dumps a ton of energy into your body. I am getting g things done and caught up that were so behind in my larger, unhealthy, still coming out of depression days. I hadn’t realized how much I had let go of, just not doing it, not paying attention. Since losing the weight and still working on losing more to get to a “normal” weight for my ridiculously short height, I am working on putting in the fence, catching up on yard maintenance, mowing, spring cleaning, reorganizing, rearranging the kids’ rooms to make more sense, reading, keeping up with cooking and cleaning, doing dishes, subbing the outdoor front patio, practicing my piano, catching up with old friends I love but have neglected, oh so many things! And I am not worn out, my back doesn’t hurt, my knees are fine, no pain anywhere, and I am looking for and finding things to do for fun and productivity. I love this. I am working for God and love the energy and help losing weight He is giving me. God is so very good and holds us well. ❤
There is a major difference between forgiving and getting over it. You can forgive in your heart from the deepest part of you and still retain that pain for a long time. You can heal from grief and still cry on a dime for a very long time, depending on the closeness to the lost and depth of your connection, history and heart. But here is a tribute to Getting Over it. Not sure that can be done by humans without God’s help or hope, but we can get to the point with His help that we can live the remainder of our lives free from the prison of pain and grief. Of course new ones will come, some stay from a different source perhaps, I mean it is life on earth and not n heaven yet. However, we can remove one burdened cloak and leave it on the road and keep walking on. And this is a tribute to that ability and glory to God for seeing fit to help me with it when I asked. Years and years have passed and now freedom in that area has arrived. Feels very much like Les Miserable. What a powerful thing to have one less burden to bear! Praise God, burden lifter!!!😄❤
Why do we want more despite having so much?
Why do we revisit the past in our minds we thought we long let go of?
Why do we want to do one thing and then fight ourselves about it?
I believe the answer is not simple and is simple. The simple part is a lack of focus on God. The less than simple part is it is easier for us to be in the physical than the spiritual. We wrestle the physical world while wrestling the spiritual one. We are constantly doing this and it is not always easy if we are tired or run down or not spiritually fit or praying. Our selfish peaks through. We see grass as greener elsewhere and find out it is a swamp in reality and damage is done. We give in to the enemy constantly bombarding us with attacks. We battle, battle, battle all the past and the present while trying to focus on the future with God. It is complex and ambitious. In fact, for me it is overwhelming sometimes, but I am learning to keep in the Word and pray and humble myself before the Lord and tell Him about it and ask for help. And when I do that, He gives me what I need for that moment. He loves me, you see, and is big enough to help. So, I guess all the complexity is me trying to do it all on my own and the simplicity is that God really can do it all and will help when I humbly ask Him to. Praise God!❤
My son and I play tennis well. We both love playing, we talk while we play, it is great one on one time. Being 12 and having grown taller than I now, his blessed little hormones have started us all on a roller coaster ride of sorts, sometimes fun and sometimes very scary. Normally a good, steady boy, he now is mostly that but sometimes suspicious, contrary, volitile, interested, not interested, narcissistic, giving, sacrificial even, weepy, austere. It is intense because he is definitely my son and whereas my daughter inherited my fun living side, my son inherited my drive and ambition. Wowzers. BUT I have three tools in my pocket: 1. My fun loving side, 2. God and the knowledge that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, and 3. Tennis. As long as I can play, we can still communicate and bond doing something. Oh, and I also have food. Never underestimate the power of food to a teenager. I know if he gets angry, I must feed him for he is just hormonal hangry. So thank you, God, for all your help and how uou made me and for tennis!!! ❤ ❤ ❤
Just because I tolerate a bad behavior does not mean I applaud it. Or does it? I have things I work on and so does he. If I let some things slide, am I admitting none of us are perfect and saying I love you anyway? Or am I condoning a sin that keeps him in bonage to it and thus being guilty of it as well? This moral dilemma, I believe, requires God’s wisdom and truth and God’s power and direction in order to know. Basically, I will do what I believe is best and listen all the while to the Holy Spirit to direct me to what God wants me to do. What else can any of us do? Only God knows how to save a person and only He can share what little we might be able to do to help. ❤
When spouse would rather undress a fantasy girl
And find satisfaction with the unreal airbrushed instead
A part of their relationship dies and lonely lies
And more and more of that trust is dead.
But one thing I remember when these thoughts arise
One simple thought helps me to survive
God can heal any deep inflicted pains
Not in man but my trust in God alone remains. ❤