LOVE

Thankfully, Jesus reminded me to keep writing.

Why? I don't know yet. 

What? I don't know that either.

So this has been on my mind lately. 

I think this best describes how I feel.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8V8tMK68M7U&feature=related

Since February is the month of love, and all things red and fatting, this is for you, Valentines Day.

And Im not sure what I need to say, right here. 

We all desire love, that is something that no one can argue. But if you are not in love with Jesus, I can guarantee that your source of love, in whatever form it may be, is not going to love you like He will. 

I'm falling more and more and MORE in love with Jesus. 

He knows my secrets, my failures, my hopes, my dreams, my sins, and yet He loves me.

I have turned my back from Him, and yet He is there wanting for me to come with more love than I can imagine. 

And I don't think I need to elaborate much, If you know Jesus, you can agree. And If you do not know Him, then I just pray that this Valentines Day, you fall in love. 

2/7/12

I could elaborate greatly on this, but, I suggest reading it and seeing what the Spirit wants you to hear.

Mary Slessor
http://www.wholesomewords.org/missions/bioslessor2.html


Gladys Aylward
http://www.tlogical.net/bioaylward.htm
 "Yet through all the service she had rendered and the fame she had acquired, she was never fully secure in her calling—particularly that God really wanted to entrust a woman with the responsibilities he had given her. In an interview during her later years she confided her doubts to a friend: “I wasn’t God’s first choice for what I’ve done for China. There was somebody else.… I don’t know who it was—God’s first choice. It must have been a man—a wonderful man. A well-educated man. I don’t know what happened. Perhaps he died. Perhaps he wasn’t willing.… And God looked down … and saw Gladys Aylward"

you won't understand this. and thats ok.

And my prayer is that I will see it as a blessed miracle in the end.
And not how I see it now, as my cross to bear.

That I will meet this with excitement,
not with dread



that i will think, beloved.
and not burden.

Stuck on Repeat

I always tell people if you want to get refined, work in a nursing home. I do love my job, and am very blessed to have it.
It seems I have been working out my "pet peeves" lately, things that absolutely drive me insane.
We all have them, one of mine is repeating myself.

There is this resident, that I love dearly. She tends to get confused about her surroundings and comes to me asking the same series of questions. I'm sure she asks me the same question anywhere from ten times a day, to five times in five mins. But I absolutely love her.

And it makes me more and more thankful for my God. How many times I ask him the same question over and over. And He doesn't grow tired or weary.  He is always there wanting to point me to where I should be.

Where am I? Do you know where I'm supposed to go? Have you seen my family?
God.. Whats going on? Whats next?

Day in and day out giving the same directions. Guiding her to the same places, where she should be.

Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. Isaiah 40:28

“Favour is deceitful, and BEAUTY IS VAIN: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised” (Proverbs 31:30)


I realize how often I condemn men because I see there definition of beauty (physical) and then I try to fit it. 


1 Peter 3-4
Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear—  but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious.




Galatians 6:7
Do not be deceived: God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap.


Jacob- The deceiver gets deceived. 
the heartbreaker gets heartbroken
the liar gets lied to


(and don't get me started on Rachel)
(and leah)




I find it... ironic that I believe men are completely incapable of love, 
(lust? yes, love? no) when Jesus was the perfect example of it. 
Aren't we supposed to be mirroring Christ?