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.
Joshua 24:15 – But if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your forefathers served beyond the River or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.
Joshua took his stand for God many years earlier. In Numbers 13, when is was time for the Israelites to go into the land God had promised them, all but Caleb and Joshua chose to retreat and disobey God.
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.
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.
Two years after the tragic death of my father, my mother sat me down and told me that she had cancer. This was news that turned our feet toward God not away from Him. My mother did not blame God for my father’s tragic death neither did she blame God for cancer.
James 4:8 – Come near to God and he will come near to you.
Consuming Fire of God’s Wrath or Purifying for a homosexual?
After the tragic death of my father, my mother was consumed with grief and fear. The grief was because she missed my father more and more as time passed. The fear was because our finances were overwhelming.
Because of our overwhelming finances, a very caring, kind, compassionate and giving family member moved in our house with us to help with the burden that the lack of proper finances was causing.
My very first crush was in elementary school. He was it. I thought he was the most divine human being on this earth. But what did I know in elementary since he did not even know my name much less that I was even on this planet.
My first true love came when I was nine. I accepted Christ as my personal Savior. During this time, several tragic events happened in my life.
Through these events, I began to search what is “Love” and who is “Love”. At this time, church had become a part of my mother’s and my life as we searched for the Lord’s heartbeat.