My mother’s favorite Holiday was Christmas. She loved everything about Christmas: the shopping, she was a shopper all year anyway, shop till you drop kind of gal, the decorating, her entire front yard as well as every room in her house, the baking and cooking, and buying everyone a Christmas gift. The Christmas gifts were purchased the day after Christmas for the next Christmas.
From the time I was twelve until I graduated from high school, I lived in an environment of verbal and emotional abuse. During that time, I learned to stay within the safety of the four walls inside my bedroom. As long as my music could not be heard or my one friend who could come to my house was quiet, I was shielded from the abuse.
As the nails of adversity were continually being pounded into my heart, I taught myself how to escape through my dreams and I developed an increasing desire for chocolate. God had been pushed to the back for a season because Mother and I no longer went to church nor did she and I read God’s Word together anymore.
John 16:21 – A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because of her joy that a child is born into the world.
When God let me know that I was pregnant with our second child, Bobby and I had mixed emotions. Our first child came into this world with several medical issues and some of those medical concerns were still being addressed. Not only were there medical issues with our first child, but our first child was only going to be fifteen months old when our second child was born.
Our first child required enormous amounts of attention because of his medical situation. My mother nor Bobby’s mother lived close so they could not help on a regular basis. By the time Bobby arrived home from work, I was beyond tired physically and emotionally.
As our storm continues to blow the rain and wind from all directions, Bobby and I have a sure and stable GPS from God’s Word that gives us clear and precise directions no matter whether the rain and wind is causing us to steer forward or making us go through another detour.
Bobby’s Grandmother was a woman who weathered many difficult storms in her life. She was not an individual that pulled you up in her lap and wrapped her arms around you but she was an individual that said love in so many other ways.
May brings a time of many memories as well as much sorrow for us. Dad went home to be with the Lord, May 10, 1966. Bobby’s caring grandmother also went home to be with the Lord, May 1981.Mother’s Day is observed on or near one or both of these days, also my mother is no longer with us but with the Lord.
The legacy that each has passed down is what helps take the memories and sorrows and wraps them all together. The tears that fall down our faces are bitter and sweet.
Pictures tell our stories. They tell what is visible to the natural eye, but they also tell what is masquerading, that which cannot be seen with the natural eye.
Thousands upon thousands of pictures are posted on Social Media everyday. Each and every image reveals a story that is plain and simple. However, each scene goes deeper than what is seen with the natural eye.
Hebrews 4: 12-13, For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.
God continually shows me that what is in the dark will come to the light sooner or later, whether it is my own actions and attitudes or others actions and attitudes. God is a God of love, compassion, mercy, and justice. He will not allow sin to continue in any of His children’s hearts.
Bobby and I have been in a bottomless mournful place since January 2013. We have struggled, wrestled, cried, yelled, prayed, and fasted to move heaven and earth for answers from God to understand why He has allowed three different strong raging violent storms to come upon us all at the same time.
In readingDr. Stanley’s Devotion for January 16, 2017, Testing Builds Endurance, Dr. Stanley asked this question, “ Why Would A Loving Heavenly Father allow His children to go through terrible trials and experience sorrow?” When I read this question, it flooded my soul of a past bitter sweet trial that examined my faith and reminded me that God is trustworthy to see me through all my raging storms whether I caused them or not.
What could Jezebel, a human being God created, have in common with the fictional character, Cinderella that was created by the wonderful imagination of Walt Disney another human being God created?
Why watch shows on T.V. like Desperate Housewives, Criminal Minds, The Walking Dead, day time soap operas, The Big Bang Theory, Madam Secretary, Modern Family, Supernatural, The Good Wife and Empire when you can find all the crime, sex, murder, in the Bible.