In His Light

I love my computer. I see God in it everyday. In theBible versus I read, in the Bible studies I receive, in the family that I can keep in touch with, in all of my new wonderful friends. The computer can be your downfall if you choose for it to be. There is so very much that you can find out there, if you choose. You can choose to use it for good or you can choose it for evil. I choose the good. The friends that I never would have met, from Ill. to overseas. The Christians that I have wonderful discussions with. The family that lives far enough away that sometimes I can't see for months, we have wonderful insightful conversations.

The opprotunities that the computer affords us is wonderful. My Dad got to read the Dead Sea Scrolls. Do you think he would have been able to do that in this small town if he did not have the computer at his fingertips?

Use what you have, go places you could never have the chance to go, meet people that you would never have the chance to meet.

BE SAFE. Don't be gullible. Just as in face to face life, don't trust people immediately. Don't trust every word you read. Research a little. If you download a free Bible make sure that it is what you want. If not, delete.

Leave your children a legacy. Write your "biography." Childhood memories for your children to read. Think how you would feel if you had the words of a loved one that you could go back and read.  Start a free web site for your passion. Love doing cards, scrapbooking, Bible studies, family?? You can share your passion with others. And probably meet a lot of new friends along the way.

Explore, research, meet, and enjoy!

As we celebrate this day please take time to reflect on those who have given us our life as we know it. The men and women who have so graciously went to the front lines for our freedoms.  All those who stay behind the lines and keep things running smoothly. All of those that have died in battle to save our our lifestyle.

And the most important One who went to battle for us and gave the ultimate sacrifice. Yes I am talking about Jesus. He fought the hardest battle for us. He paid the ultimate price for us. So on this Memorial Day let us take the tim to reflect and thank our greatest Soldier. The first Soldier that went to battle for us.

I have heard that there is new legislature that is being voted on that will make it a crime to speak your mind. if passed you will not be able to speak out about gay marriage without the threat of going to jail. You will not be able to argue the point of why someone should not worship Budha. You will not be able to state that your God teaches you that it is not right for a man to lay with a man and a woman to lay with a woman. Basically you will not be able to speak up about what is right and what is wrong. You will have to agree and tolerate anything that people want to do. God did not put us here to judge others, but he did give us a mind and a direction book. If they pass this so called "hate law" would you be willing to go to jail for your God? That is what it is coming to. And people say the end times are not near.

Just think about it. Would you be willing to go to jail for Him?

Today is a bad day for our little one! Let me explain a little.  We have our 8 yr old granddaughter who lives with us. We are now Mom and Dad to her and that is what she calls us. She has been here for most of her life. We deeply love her and would have it no other way. But oh my somedays are really hard. I know what I would have done to my children if their mouths over ran their haed but this is a different time and I just don't feel right smacking her mouth or her butt for that matter. Sometimes she just drives us nuts, but most of the time she is just a special joy to have around. Of course she comes out with things that are way too old for her, but she lives with old people, so what can we expect? She is a very avid Christian and loves God with all her heart. But I guess she is just at that age where her mouth is too big for her. Just keep us in your prayers. I praise and thank God for her.

Have you ever wondered how all your children turn out so different? I mean they are usually all raised the same. With the same values, by the same person. And in my case I have 3 completely different people. Not that I want them all to be clones! But come on!!! Individualism is one thing, but sometimes it is downright ridiculous. My oldest daughter and I fought like crazy while she was growing up, after she was grown we became very good friends.  She lives in Florida now and I hardly ever see her, seldom get to talk to her and pray constantly that her and my grandchildren are okay. She is a nice young lady, but she says things in front of me and uses language in front of me that I NEVER would have disrespected my mother with. I just don't understand, she wasn't raised with those words. I guess that is what being away from home does for you. My second daughter and I probably had the least in common when she was growing up. She gave me fits. Not that she did drugs and stuff, but she was a school skipper and a drinker. She still drinks now and I pray that God will take ahold of her and make her put the bottle down. She is a wonderful person! She doesn't smoke, prays and believes in God, and she is raising someone else's daughter as her own. She is a great friend to me and many others. Loves her older sister unconditionally even though she can not understand how she can distance herself so far from the rest of the family, and she misses her terribly and I know it hurts her that her sister doesn't seem to miss her at all. Now my youngest daughter is a whole other story. She cares only for herself. She lived with a man for years, had 2 beautiful children, gave them away, and has now decided that she is a lesbian. She knows how God feels about this, but I guess she thinks her carnal pleasure is worth an eternal damnation. She lies about stupid things and forgets to tell people about the important things. She left yesterday to go out of town for 10 days and forgot to tell her dad and I that she was going (and she lives in our house). We are raising her daughter and my sister (God bless her) is raising her son. She has pretty much nothing to do with either child and wants to sign away any rights she has to them so that she won't have to pay child support.  You could ask this child if it was raining out and she would tell you no when it was pouring. I love all three of my daughters, but that youngest one is more defiant now then she ever was growing up. Unfortunately I have had to ask her to move out. She is not a good influence on Sammi, and she has started to faunt the lesbian thing in our face and in everyone else's face and I will not have it. It is time for her to move on and me too I guess.

May God bless you and keep you.

In His Light Forgiven

I have been completely enthralled with the missing child report in Florida.  A young lady 21 years old supposedly handed her daughter off to a babysitter and hasn't seen her since.  Casey Anthony did not report her daughter missing, she did not look for her daughter, the grandmother reported her missing after the daughter came home after a month. Then Casey led the detectives on one wild goose chase after another. The physical and mental evidence in this case shows that the child is dead, but yet the mother hangs on to her story that she handed Caylee over to the babysitter. Can we warp our minds so badly with lies that we believe them? I am calling for prayer.  For Casey.  We all know that God works miracles on a daily basis. I have been praying that this mother will get a conscious, and realize that she needs to stop the lying, I am praying that the mother will see that even if no one else is there for her that God is.

What we as mere humans can not forgive of ourselves, God does!!! No matter what things we feel we have done that are unforgivable, God forgives. If we have wronged someone then it is our duty to ask them to forgive us, if they don't that is their burden to carry then. God forgives us if we ask.

I pray for the grandparents trying to stand by their daughter. None of us ever want to believe that our children do things that are so horendous or stupid. I pray for the brother who had a very close relationship with his sister. I always say a prayer for little Caylee, just in case she is not dead. My optimistic mind always holds hope that maybe she is telling some of the truth, and that little girl will be brought home. But most of all I pray that the Lord will use this in some way to bring people closer to Him. With all of the media attention that is surrounding this case I hope that somewhere in all this mess that humans have created, that our Creator will shine through and show that He is always there.

Pray continuously.  That is what God tells us to do. It is easier than you or I think.  It is just a matter of practice. When you wake, thank God for your night and the day that is set before you.  When you walk past your child's room say a little prayer for them. When you fix your morning coffee thank God that you have electricity.  When you drink your coffee thank God that you can taste it. When you have to get ready for work thank God that you have a job.  When that person zips past you talking on their cell phone, pray for them, instead of cursing or complaining.  When that little child comes up with their sticky hands and grabs you by the leg, pray for them.  You get my drift. So many times a day we think or say something that isn't very nice about others, and if we would say a prayer for that person instead it will help them and it will definitly help you.

PRAY UNCEASINGLY

I have 5 brothers and one sister.  None of us are the same.  Some of us are optimist, some of us are pesimist.  Some of us are happy, some of us are not.  Some of us find reasons to complain, some of us find reasons not to complain.  One of us is gone, he has left a terrible void in our lives.  A place filled by him that no other could fill, and yet he was different from all of us.  Yet any of us can walk down the street and everyone knows that we are related.  We don't see it so much, but everyone else tells us how much alike we look.  Yet we are all different.  Inside where it really counts.  People say our parents mold us into what we are today.  Then how can all seven of us be so different?  I can name several people on my path that have changed me.  All for the better, because I chose to use whatever experience for betterment. 

My Mother taught me how to laugh in the face of adversity, to always put my children and husband first, and to have a back like a crocodile, so that everything could just roll off of it.

My Dad taught me how to love and laugh.  And to always look through rose colored glasses, and to not hold on to a grudge.

My ex husband taught me how very hard it was to let go of someone whom you loved dearly because you both had grown up and didn't want the same things in life.

My ex mother-in-law brought me back to my Lord and Savior, which I can never thank her enough for, she taught me that it was okay to love her even if she wasn't my mother-in-law anymore.  She taught me how to stand tall when things were crashing in around me.

I had a one night stand one time and he taught me what humiliation was, and that I would never think so low of myself again.

My oldest brother taught me how to hurt so bad that I thought I was going to die.  When he left us.  And the fact that I did live and though I miss him terribly I can survive.  He also taught me what the words big brother meant.  He told me about boys and what and what not to give them.

My next oldest brother taught me what it was like to have a best friend.  And a dreaded enemy. 

All of my family have taught me things, some I will always cherish and some that I would rather not remember.

I have had many a friend along the way, who have taught me that you can have a good friend that you truly do not know, or that seems to share your very soul.

My parents raised me and raised me well.  But the big question is who has molded me?