Monthly Archives: February 2016
As I take a look in the mirror, I couldn’t help but think to myself; should a person hold on to the things of the past once they have committed their self to Christ? Meaning the things that they have acquired such as tattoos, piercings, hair cuts, hair color, and different ways of dressing (the way you dress). These things are just to say the least, all people have a past, once we come to Christ we ask him everyday to kill the flesh and make us more like him. This being said, does this makes us less of a Christian if we continued to have our tattoos, our piercings, or if we choose to keep wearing a certain type of clothing? With the Holy Spirit in tow it will transform and renew our thinking and as far as the way we dress, if it was a little to provacative I am pretty sure the Holy Spirit will condemned us when we go to buy that skirt that may be slightly shorter than need be. However I feel that the way we dress has nothing to do with us making it into heaven, it’s the heart and FAITH.
On the other side of things I believe that if a person is save with tattoos, it will not keep them out of heaven also, same with the piercings. If God, and the Holy Spirit convicts you later down the road regarding either or, then you and only you have the right to have them removed or covered up. Think about it, the only person it is offending is man, not God. People we need to read the word for ourself and get a better understanding of its power and knowledge to better walk in his word. God does not want us to be ignorant. You may want to read up more on this in Leviticus 19:28 KJV, keep in mind this is under the Old Covenant. Read from different views and remember who God is talking to, the situation, the reason, meditate on the word and ask God for understanding; MEANWHILE KILLING THE FLESH!!!
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When I think about joy, I think about the simple things that I was always taught. The simple feeling that made me express that temperament. Joy is felt when a good deed is done, or a feeling of happiness, a feeling of bliss if you will, or jut maybe a period in your life when you feel great pleasure or delight. It’s also when you can feel glad in your life about about something that was, is, or past you over. Sometimes I can think about my parents tell me that joy can be triumph, yes I said triumph the thing that we should have been doing to and over the enemy all these years over our lives because God fights our battles and we need to know that we have Joy because we have triumph over the enemy. Last but not least rejoicing is what we should think about when we think about joy, this is because when we have joy we have got to rejoice and thank the Lord our God for from we came from.
When it’s all done and said the word J.O.Y is not meant to the faint at heart it’s for the believers that have the heart out for God. So here I will share what the real meaning of JOY means as it was told to me. Enjoy!!
JESUS– serve him first, never putting another God or idol before him.
OTHERS– Help others that are in need. If you see a need that needs to be filled, it’s your chance to say hello; God use me to build up your kindgom of God. We are all God’s children and we are all made in his image, and we all fall on hard times. Help someone without casting judgement.
YOURSELF– After you have finished serving Jesus and others. Take time in getting to know yourself, how you can better your spiritual man, how you can take better care of yourself inside and out; by respecting your temple that God has given you. Give yourself the much needed rest and relaxation time that it needs, and most of all love yourself.
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As I look out across the pond, the serenity of the day could not be explain. The ducks knew this as they swam across to meet each other, dipping their heads underneath the calming waters. The sun beamed down on my face as my camera clicked; I got the shot. I strolled the path with my husband in tow, trying not to concentrate on the excruciating pain that was in my back and hips. The pain that makes you want to stop and give up on life, the type of pain that makes you wish you had not gotten out of bed, the type of pain that makes you cry out “Abba, Abba”, the type of pain…….well I think you know what type of pain I am talking about. God did not pick up a cross just to get spat on, stoned, get beaten, get flesh ripped from his body just for me to roll over and give up; so I won’t.
I will get out that bed everyday, even if it’s later on some days than others, I will continue to pray to the highest of the highest, King of Kings, my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I know that Jesus is a healer, if he did it before he can do it again, if he worked miracles before, he is still doing the same we just have to open up and let him in. We are in a different place and different time; but my God still works, therefore I shall serve no other God and my serenity can not be explained.
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The days were closing in fast, everyone was so excited to be blessed by the word, by the message that would come forth in two nights by the guest speaker. I maned my station at 9:30am on Wednesday morning to give God my time, the time that I so felt that was owed to him. See so many of us get it so confused, we think that God just want us to show up on Sunday, fellowship then go home; no he wants and deserve more. He wants our time, this particular day I would be volunteering time making sure our Single Sisters on Friday would have a gift bag. Later that day, I plug myself into the floral arena of things, preparing roses for the women for Friday night. Thursday God time was spent decorating his house for the guest speaker and Single Sisters that were to arrive on Friday.
I made many friendships in that entire week than I had made throughout high school it seemed; they all love God. It was invigorating for me to speak to many of the women that were present at the Church. Greeting so many beautiful faces with hugs, hand shakes, and warm smiles I was well on my way to feeling great. The highlight of the night is ready to hit the stage….lights…..camera….action….. Mrs Karen Abercrombie from the movie “The War Room”.
She so elegantly tell the tale of three stories; of three different scenarios of how a life for a women could be: single, married, and widowed. Each tell a tale of its own of a spiraling world of unglued, happy to sadden moments in a women’s life with her mate. Mrs. Abercrombie words inspires me to continue loving on God, putting him first in my life, remembering that he will always be there when no one else is there for the ride.
Inspiration came from the scriptures that Mrs. Abercrombie shared with over five hundred women. These women were excited about the words that were being shared with them, at one point the row that I was seated in began reciting the scriptures right along with Abercrombie, for they were too familiar with the word of God. God be the Glory for what had transpired on that night. God knows where to place people in your lives in order for you to walk in your next season. This week has been an humbling, amazing, great, God pleasing adventure for me. Remember God first, last, always.
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