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God vs. The Unexpected

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May 11, 2023. The most terrifying day of our lives. Its not something I want to celebrate, however it’s definitely something to reflect back on. It’s been 2 years today and what followed were some of the darkest days we’ve ever been through. Never could we have imagined what would happen. There aren’t enough words to describe what we have been through. No one can understand and I would never want anyone to understand. I can’t even understand and I lived it. When the ambulance doors closed as I sat in my car watching so I could follow to the nearest hospital equipped to treat stroke patients I said out loud “This is life altering”. I had no idea how true that was. It was indeed life altering in the most horrifying ways.
I have been dreading this day knowing this milestone would fall on Mother’s Day. It’s a hard thing to process. I still haven’t accepted that my healthy 51 year old husband had a stroke. A brain stem stroke at that. The fact that he is still here 2 years later after a brain stem stroke followed by all the other mysterious undiagnosed episodes is an absolute miracle. Most people that have ischemic brain stem strokes don’t survive long enough to even make it to the hospital. But God. God still has a purpose for Jimmy’s life even though he’s lost so much of what he believes made him who he is; his talents: singing, playing the guitar and piano, drawing, painting, perfect penmanship, and teaching people in fun ways about the Word of God – all those talents are gone. We pray some of that will return, but if it doesn’t, he’s still alive and has a purpose. He is still brilliant and he is back at work running the IT Department at the hospital with strength and confidence. He does a good job at everything he is able to do. He’s still determined, positive, encouraging, hopeful and enthusiastic about our future which is so inspiring. It’s miraculous.
We’ve seen God use this event in so many ways for our good. I have stumbled and even crumbled many times in the past 2 years, but my God is a redeemer. He restores. He is always waiting for us to turn back to Him. He loves to bring beauty from ashes. I believe we have already seen that and the best is yet to come!
So many people have supported us during this difficult season. Way too many to name. We’ve experienced an incredible outpouring of love and we are so appreciative. We could never repay all the people that have worked and helped in so many ways showing the true love of Jesus to us as we were suffering and afraid.
So I was dreading today but now I’m simply grateful. Grateful Jimmy is not only alive, but living life. Grateful for God’s restoration. Grateful for God’s perfect plan even if it’s way different than mine. Grateful for my boys and all they’ve learned through this. Grateful to be their mom. Grateful for my beautiful granddaughter who is an absolute ray of sunshine in our lives even on the darkest days. It shows even the tiniest light shines brightly in the darkness. Grateful for healing, physical and emotional. Grateful for salvation in Christ alone.
Happy Mother’s Day with all my love, especially to my mother who I often take for granted but I never stop needing!🌷

P. S. May is Stroke Awareness Month. Know the signs and symptoms. It can happen to anyone at any age even with few to zero risk factors. Act F. A. S. T. (Facial drooping/numbness, Arms weakness/numbness, Speech slurring/difficulty speaking, and Time – acting quickly is crucial) It could mean the difference between life and death or recovery and not recovering.

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
‭‭Romans 8:28

“so that from the rising of the sun to the place of its setting people may know there is none besides me. I am the Lord, and there is no other. I form the light and create darkness, I bring prosperity and create disaster; I, the Lord, do all these things.”
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭45‬:‭6‬-‭7‬ ‭NIV‬‬

“The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion— to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor.”
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭61‬:‭1‬-‭3‬ ‭NIV‬‬

April 11, 2024 – almost a year out and he was actively having debilitating episodes except for on this day! Thanks be to God for letting Jimmy attend and enjoy Caison’s and Madison’s gorgeous wedding 🤍🖤

Afflicted

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I haven’t written a blog post that could be published in a long time. I have been bitter. Bitter at life and God. Jimmy had a stroke on May 11, 2023 and it destroyed our lives as we knew them.

After the shock wore off I was ready to tackle the situation and do whatever I could to get Jimmy back to himself. That didn’t happen. My efforts were futile. It hurt. I was mad.

I eventually tried to renew my relationship with God. I looked back over journals and scriptures and declarations I had written down and that only made me more bitter. I had tried and look what happened! The unthinkable. The unimaginable. Why even try? Why put the work into a relationship with God when He allows such affliction?

I came across a journal entry I had made from probably 3-4 years ago. It started with how much I had always loved this verse:

And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it” when you turn to the right or when you turn to the left. Isaiah 30:21

The thing is, the verse before says:

Though the Lord give you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, yet your Teacher will not hide Himself anymore, but your eyes shall see your Teacher. Isaiah 30:20

This is why we should never cherry pick verses. We need the full context to understand God’s Word. All the famous verses people like to refer to are often cherry picked. For example, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Yes that’s great and that’s a great verse, but in context, you’ll see that Paul was talking about the ability to overcome hardship and persecution as a Christian, not playing select baseball or dancing on a high school drill team. We have learned to minimize the Word of God applying it to insignificant or mundane daily life. We should always apply God’s Word to our daily lives, however, there is a fine line between using it and twisting it.

So anyway, back to affliction. No one wants to talk about that but it’s all over the Word of God. He speaks of using affliction in our lives multiple times. To name a few-

Before I was afflicted, I went astray, but now I keep your Word. Psalm 119:67

It is good for me that I was afflicted, that I might learn your statutes. Psalm 119:71

He delivers the afflicted by their affliction and opens their ear by adversity. Job 36:15

But the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the afflicted ever perish. Psalm 9:18

And this one doesn’t mention affliction specifically but pretty poignant when it says,

Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again from the depths of the Earth you will again bring me up. You will increase my honor and comfort me once again. Psalm 71:20-21

These are some verses that most won’t bring up but, affliction is part of life and we need to know that BEFORE it strikes us so we’re prepared to lean on Jesus during our affliction as “we know that in all things, God works for the good of those who love him who have been called according to his purpose”. Romans 8:28

I know I need Jesus. I can’t do life without the Author of it. I want to draw close to God so He will draw close to me as the Word of God promises in James 4:8. I am praying, reading the Bible, and studying the best way I know how. I began reading a book given to me by a friend. It’s second chapter is about Joseph vs. Potipher’s wife. As I read the story, the Holy Spirit impressed upon me something very important and eye opening: Joseph was nothing but faithful yet his life is riddled with affliction. He never said “I tried and You let awful things happen to me.” No, he just remained faithful wherever he was and whatever life threw at him… and so did God.

In chapter 39 of Genesis you will read that God remained faithful to Joseph. It says the Lord was with Joseph and he prospered (Genesis 39:2). No matter his circumstances, Joseph always lived in God’s favor. God promoted Joseph even in prison (Genesis 39:20-23). This was a total epiphany for me. How could I believe I could be good enough to make only good things come my way especially when I’m not good at all?

Thank you for new revelation Lord Jesus. Your Word is alive and active and I well know that now. Help me remain faithful even in affliction; certainly in affliction. It’ll all be worth the Crown of Life in the end. Eternal life is the gift only You can give and I thank You for it.

Love Never Stops Loving

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Like a lot of people, I sometimes wrestle with feelings of rejection – and as with most adult issues, it stems from childhood. Not rejection from my parents, at all. My parents actually built me up to believe that I was so accepted, that the first time I realized someone actually didn’t like me, I was absolutely shocked. Like, it totally blew my mind that someone would dare have something bad to say about me. Ha!

I had a best friend growing up. A true BFF. We met when we were 5, and we were inseparable. We had all the “best friend” paraphernalia, like the heart necklaces that had “BE FRI” on one half, and “ST ENDS” on the other. We went everywhere together, we spoke in movie quotes, liked all the same songs, dreamed of one day marrying brothers, and living next door to each other. We had lots of fun, and sometimes got into lots of trouble together. Oh, the stories. This was a 13 year friendship, which isn’t really that long considering some, but so many stages of life occur in those particular 13 years, that it seems like it was so much longer.

It wasn’t always perfect though. Something happened as we progressed through the years. My BFF found other friends. I took it hard. I had been completely satisfied with just her. I loved that everyone was envious of the special bond we had. I liked that I never had to worry about who I would pair up with in school activities. I liked that when we weren’t together people would ask me where my shadow was. I had a really tough time when she started hanging out with other friends because sometimes I wasn’t included.

Rejection.

Things would change many times throughout our school years, and I would always gladly take my place as her #1 friend at anytime. To this day, I love her deeply, and we talk on occasion. We always aim to “get together and catch up”, although in the busyness of life, we haven’t been able to in years. I realize now that it was perfectly healthy for her to explore other friendships. It was normal. I had isolated myself from everyone else, because I was fine with one friend, but that’s not the way it should be. It put me in the position of being alone when she decided to hang out with someone else.

So, yeah, middle school was a problem, since everyone is trying to find where they fit in this puzzle called life. High school was much better for me, as I found other friends too, but that’s when I fell for a boy who loved himself way more than he could ever love anyone else. That relationship was toxic and destructive for a 15 year old girl. It lasted way too long, and I sometimes still find myself suffering the effects. Not that I think about the dumb boy anymore, but as they say, you never forget how you are made to feel, and he made me feel really bad far too often. I couldn’t grasp how someone could go from hot to cold in an instant. It didn’t make sense to me.

Rejection.

These two relationships formed at delicate stages in my life. The traumatic effects have reared their ugly heads from time to time throughout my relationships since. My boyfriends after that one, my husband, my other friendships, and my work relationships are all affected to some degree by my fear, and almost expectancy, of rejection. Even when I think I feel secure in the relationship, I’m subconsciously waiting for the other person to change their mind. I’m certain in my own mind that they are not 100% invested. That’s so incredibly unfair to the other party.

So, as I try my best to overcome insecure feelings woven into even my closest relationships, I find myself pondering my relationship with Jesus. This analysis has revealed to me that I am relating to Him in the same way. I have myself convinced His love is conditional. I’m so wrong.

The Bible says God loves me in spite of me, because while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:8). Also, God is love (1 John 4:8), and love never fails (1 Corinthians 13:8).

The Passion Translation expresses that particular verse in 1 Corinthians beautifully. It says, “Love never stops loving”.

Never. Stops. Loving.

What a comforting thought. We can rest completely in this perfect truth.

Also, Jesus understands rejection. He was, and still is, rejected by so many that He died to save. Even those that truly loved Him rejected Him in His time of greatest need, including his BFF.

But before this takes place, the Son of Man must pass through great suffering and rejection from this generation.

Luke 17:25 TPT

He came to the very people He created – to those who should recognize Him, but they did not receive Him.

John 1:11 TPT

He was completely aware this would transpire, and even predicted it, but He willingly stays close to us all out of His reckless love for us – because love never stops loving.

I know God wants me to overcome my fear of rejection. He wants me to love without being limited by protective walls built in fear of being denied love reciprocated. He wants me to take my focus off what other people think of me. He wants me to realize that even if the whole world turns it’s back on me, I am still accepted by my Creator.

As for people in my life – some are in my life for a season, others for a lifetime. Some are lessons to me, while to some, I am a lesson. Some leave my life with great memories; some leave with bitterness. Either way, God allows me to go through it, and He will use it for His purpose.

If you’re reading this, and you share the rejection struggle, please know this – we live in a controlled environment. Nothing we go through is a surprise to God. If we are rejected by someone we interact with, or even someone we truly care about, we must release them knowing either God is saving us from disaster, or they have simply completed their task in our lives.

Of course, this is super easy to say, but when our hearts are on the line, the stakes are high. All we can do is be ourselves, give our best to those we come in contact with, and trust that we are held by the one Who created our heart. If it gets broken, He knows just how to put it back together.

I’m so thankful for the secure relationships God has given me in my adult life. I still have my parents and my older brother, I have an incredibly devoted husband that unconditionally loves me in words & deed, my 3 beautiful sons that each adore me, an abundance of beautiful friendships, and even some wonderful workplace friendships. Most importantly, I have my relationship with Jesus. This is where I can rest assured knowing He never stops loving me.

Expectations of People & Hopes

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I was really overwhelmed this morning with sadness. My sweet husband got the privilege of having all my yuck poured out onto him, and with tears. Later, he asked me if my day had improved. Here’s the thing though – my day is not the problem, it’s my outlook. What has to improve is my perspective. I have to be OK with disappointment in my expectations of people, and the way I think things should be. I have to rest in the fact that there is a reason for unrealized hopes & dreams, even though it hurts. I must press in. I must continue to believe there is hope for the future even when the pattern of my life seems heavy with let downs. I have to believe that won’t always be the case.

“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
Isaiah 43:18‭-‬19 NIV

Little Miss Pitch a Fit on the Floor

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This picture of me proves that I have hated taking pictures from go. Eyebrows say a lot. It’s a picture from around the same time in my life that I was struggling with a different issue – baby ballet. Circa 1978. I was 3 years old and not a huge fan of my mom leaving me. So, apparently I pitched a fit on the floor and refused to participate when my mom left me sobbing in the dance studio. I am sure the teacher convinced my mother that she had seen upset little girls many times and that I would soon settle down and accept my fate.

I did no such thing.

That is how I earned my new title, “Little Miss Pitch a Fit on the Floor.” Now, let’s totally disregard how awful a BABY ballet teacher has to be to refer to a 3 year old BABY in such a way. In today’s world that would have been a social media outrage, but in the 70s people didn’t have such an easily accessible platform. So there it was. I had been labeled. One of the first of many labels I’ve collected over the years. Luckily, I began talking in full sentences at a very early age so I was more than able to express to my parents that I was being ridiculed by this evil woman. Consequently, they never made me go back.

That is one of my earliest memories of feeling protected. Like with most parents protecting their children was, and still is, a natural behavior for my mom and dad. They always made me feel safe. My parents did everything in their power to give me anything I wanted. They also did whatever it took to help me avoid feeling uncomfortable in any way. If I wanted 15 Cabbage Patch Dolls or to quit dance class, stay home from school, quit a job, come home early from church camp, or whatever it may be, they made it happen. If they dared to hesitate – well… a little fit pitching would get them every time.

This was all working out great for me – until I reached adulthood. That is when I realized, to my dismay, that my parents were unable to “fix” some of the difficult situations I encountered. Try as they might some issues that arose were out of their hands. The torch was later passed when I met my husband. He began dealing with me in the same manner as my parents always have. The very moment I am upset about something he will quickly spring into action to do whatever it takes to fix me. If I need to turn on the waterworks (as he so lovingly calls it) I have absolutely no problem doing that. After the children came along and I found myself the lone girl in a house full of boys I knew it would be super easy to convince them with a few tears – and maybe a little chin tremble – to see things my way (hmm… manipulate much?).

Unfortunately, I now tend to equate someone loving me with bending to my will… And with great haste.

Even with my full team of willing participants ready to make my life perfect, there are still some things they simply cannot remedy… mean people, houses flooding, check engine lights, spilled coffee, Mondays – you know? Things like that. So, I think to myself, “Oh, it’s no problem though because my Heavenly Father is all powerful and He will rush to my aid and fix everything immediately. After all, He loves me even more than my family and friends, right”? Aww… isn’t that cute? I am laughing to myself as I type this and think about how naive that thought is.

So when God doesn’t immediately rectify each situation I’m not exactly pleased with I begin to doubt His love for me. I must not be His favorite. I must have done something really bad to make Him not like me. I must need to be a better person so I can earn His love.

Wait – the Bible clearly says in the verse that changed my life that there is nothing I can do to earn God’s love.

God saved you by His grace when you believed. And you can’t take credit for this; it is a gift from God. Salvation is not a reward for the good things we have done, so none of us can boast about it.
Ephesians 2:8-9 (NLT)

I cannot earn the love of God. So now what? I have tried over and over to manipulate God Almighty by throwing fits, ugly crying, dramatically screaming, etc. None of these outbursts seem to convince Him that I need Him to hurry up and make it all better. According to His Word He clearly doesn’t hate me, no matter what it feels like, so I have to believe what I know to be true about Him. I cannot rely on what I see. I must believe that God loves me because the Bible tells me so. There is also tangible evidence all around, but in the middle of my hard times, it can be difficult to see. That is where faith needs to be applied.

Faith is the reality of what we hope for; it is the evidence of things we cannot see.
Hebrews 11:1 (NLT)

I have told myself this over and over – my feelings and my perspective do not change the truth. What I see can differ depending on the day. If I wake up feeling hopeful things don’t look so bad, but that can change if I dwell on the disappointments, setbacks, or whatever has not gone the way I had hoped.

So why doesn’t God just do everything in His power to make me perfectly happy like my parents, my husband, and everyone else that truly loves me? You know He CAN so He is CHOOSING not to. Is He just mean? Of course not. First of all, God owes me absolutely nothing. And furthermore He sent His only Son to die for me because I was a sinner that owed a debt I could not pay. That is not characteristic of someone “mean”. I realize that my family and friends working OT to make things perfect for me is actually extremely detrimental. At the time it is soothing, but in the end it has made life’s difficulties tough for me to handle. I know from the beginning, back in baby ballet, my parents should have made me tough it out. My miserable ballet teacher was actually right in her assessment of me – although her delivery was a bit harsh. I know my parents should have made me face the hard things that came up. They should have pushed me to push myself. They did the best they could though. I know why they handled me that way, and still do, which is the same for Jimmy. Partly because no one wants to listen to my Fit Throwing Extravaganza, but mostly because they want to take the pain away. It is hard to watch someone we love in pain. God is only able to do that because, in His infinite wisdom, He knows it is building something in us that cannot be built otherwise. He has a purpose.

And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose for them.
Romans 8:28 (NLT)

There have been many times that I have cried out, “How can God allow this to happen to me?” Well, let’s look at what He allowed to happen to Jesus. He watched His Son be tortured and crucified, and though He had the power to stop it, He chose not to because He knew there was no other way to have a relationship with His most favorite creation… Us. As Jesus faced the full knowledge of what He was about to endure He had to have faith also. That is why He prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane the night before his crucifixion.

Father, if You are willing please take this cup of suffering away from me. Yet I want Your will to be done, not mine.
Luke 22:42 (NLT)
While Jesus was here on Earth, He offered prayers and pleadings to the One who could rescue Him from death. And God heard His prayers because of His deep reverence for God. Even though Jesus was God’s Son, He learned obedience from the things He suffered.
Hebrews 5:7-8 (NLT)

So, yeah… Jesus had to endure suffering and I am pretty sure whatever I am going through, although it may be heart wrenching to me, is not much compared to what Jesus went through both physically and mentally. Just because I cannot see why God is not “fixing” it all for me does not mean that it does not pain Him to see me hurting. It means that unlike my family, God is unable to be manipulated into “giving in” to me because He knows that suffering ultimately produces hope.

…we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character hope.
Romans 5:3-4 (NIV)

He is strong enough to not appease me momentarily so that I am better off in the long run. He is allowing His plan for my life to unfold the way He purposed from the start – even if it involves me being uncomfortable. My pitching a fit on the floor does nothing to to alter His sovereign plans; it only hinders my growth.

God, please forgive me for being a spoiled brat at times. Remind me to cling tightly to You when I face difficulties, trusting that You have my best interest at heart. Help me to endure suffering gracefully so that You may be glorified. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

When You don’t move the mountains I’m needing You to move, when You don’t part the waters I wish I could walk through, when You don’t give the answers as I cry out to You, I will trust in You.
Lauren Daigle – Trust in You

What Is Your Life?

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What screws us up most in life is the picture in our head of how it is supposed to be.

-Unknown

I have noticed it many times in different situations. Most prominently when we go to estate sales. You walk through these homes, and see all these things the owners have accumulated. Most of the sales are being held to empty out the home of the owner who recently died. There are all sorts of things… pots & pans, furniture, books, clothing, luggage, vintage stuff. I have even seen graduation gowns for sale at these sales. Why do we keep these things? No one is going to buy that. It means nothing to anyone but the parent of the child that wore it. A lot of times there is medical equipment too, like dialysis chairs, bed pans, wheel chairs, oxygen tanks, etc. The house holds everything that made up the lives of those who lived there… but they are gone now. You can’t meet them, you can’t talk to them, and you can’t ask them about their stuff. I walk through and pick up things, and I imagine… I can see children running through the house. I can see the mom standing at the stove preparing meals for her family to serve on those plates now for sale. I can see the dad sitting in the recliner watching the news. Then the children grow up and move out and there are a few precious years of adjusting to an empty nest before the parents grow old and all the medical equipment has to be brought in. One spouse dies, then the other, then the children have to divide all the “assets”. The house is not their home anymore, and it is sold to another family, and the cycle starts over. What did those lives mean? What did they accomplish? They have all this stuff that meant so much, yet meant absolutely nothing. And that’s the “best case” scenario. Sometimes the lives have been tragically ended too soon for some of the family members. Those are even sadder existences.

“yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes”.

-James 4:14

Everything we strive for seems so pointless in light of the end of this earthly life. I think nothing matters in this world except leading others to a saving knowledge of Jesus. I had an idea in my mind when I was young, but it was never part of God’s plan for me. The harder I strived for it, the further away it got, until finally we fell off the cliff. We had to hit the bottom of the ravine to be lifted back up, but not back to where we had been.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts”.

-Isaiah 55:8-9

To a higher place. The place we had been meant to be all along, if only we had been FIRST, seeking the kingdom of God and His righteousness as the Bible instructs in Matthew 6:33. Instead we were walking along like these robotic people that followed the way we thought we should go. The way everyone before us had gone.

God’s love is poured out in the Bible chapter by chapter, verse by verse, so we might understand and accept that His intentions for us are as unique as a snowflake and as extravagant as an ocean sunset.

-Gwen Smith | Proverbs 31 Ministries

God created each of us for a specific purpose and only we can fulfill that purpose for His glory. There is no need to try to be like someone else.

“I will give to each one a white stone, and on the stone will be engraved a new name that no one understands but the one who receives it”.

-Revelation 2:17

It’s taken years, and many painful, tearful days, and lots of battle scars, but I finally see we were never meant to have the perfect life, the perfect marriage, the perfect jobs, the perfect house, with the perfectly maintained yard, and the perfect vehicles, and the perfectly clean & tidy home and garage, going to the perfect church, with the perfectly popular kids who excel in all they attempt (and they attempt it all because they are perfect), and I stay at home and cook the perfect meals, and I am perfectly organized in my schedule, having all things clean, stocked, and provided. IT’S NOT ABOUT US!!! It’s about Jesus! We are here, we are saved, but we are imperfect in EVERY WAY, and we are supposed to be a light in the darkness. Light for the lost and broken people. We are why Jesus came. He didn’t come for the “perfect” people. He came for the broken, scarred, and hopeless. He is Hope, and He came that we can have hope, and we can offer hope to those like us… broken, but still here. We are only here for a small sliver of time. We don’t have much of an opportunity to make a dent in billions of lost people in this world. We must share the good news of Jesus with great haste. People are dying and slipping off into Hell all around us… and we dare to worry about OUR “problems”??? We are destined for Heaven! Everything else here is just gravy! I have this vision of passing through because that’s really all we are doing… passing through… and my arms are outstretched, and I am scooping up as many lost people as I can on my way through and bringing them with me to Heaven. That is why I am here. Not to “succeed” by the world’s standard of success.

It has not been easy to come to this understanding, and as I come into the realization of it, all I can do is think of my 3 sons. I didn’t teach them that. I spent their childhood trying to accomplish goals and “get there” in life. I taught them about Jesus, and they have all made a profession of faith, but I didn’t teach them that Jesus, a real & rich relationship with Jesus, and furthering His Kingdom is ALL that matters. Yes, we have to have certain things to survive, but we don’t have to accumulate “stuff”. We don’t have to try and “keep up” with others. Our kids can learn that what is important to some people doesn’t have to be important to us. We have to know what is important, and that is eternity.

I have fought a long, hard, exhausting battle to get here. I have been down so far that I thought I was defeated. It appeared I would not be able to overcome the attacks of the devil. He fought hard against me and my family. He has pulled off schemes I never dreamed possible… BUT GOD never gave up on me. We are not defeated, and if it took this “mess” to get me to understand, I’m am grateful for every last “failure”.

Fully, 100 percent chosen and fully, 100 percent known. Every good and bad thing… known! It didn’t keep Him from giving His all for us, and He still keeps giving. Many can’t know the power of this sacred privilege until they struggle enough in life to understand their need for it.

-Mike Colaw

He has restored, and is continuing to restore what was lost through the broken relationships, the moves, the disappointments, and the perceived failures. He has given us a testimony while we were busy making plans for our life. If only I had realized this sooner, a lot of pain could have been avoided, a lot less people would have been hurt, a lot of regrets wouldn’t exist… but I have to believe He is going to use it all for good (Romans 8:28). There’s no room for bitterness, resentment, anger, jealousy, regrets, or anything like that in a heart for Christ.

“Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice.”

-Ephesians 4:31

Thank You, Jesus, for allowing me to be teachable. I know I still have much to learn.

You’re making me like You

Clothing me in white

Bringing beauty from ashes

For You will have Your bride …

Free of all her guilt

And rid of all her shame

And known by her true name

And that’s why I sing …

Your praise will ever be on my lips

-Bethel Music | Ever Be