Back when I was in Mississippi, we had a fellowship that met on Sundays. I loved it. Sometimes though, while asking about each others week, some would tend to focus on negative events and frustrations. To direct our focus on a more positive note, I changed the way I asked the question. Instead of asking "How was your week?" I would ask "What praises do you have from this week?" (or something along those lines).
I now face a similar task. I have been in prayer for some of my family who need joy, peace, and God's Grace. They are struggling with physical, mental, and emotional pain. I don't know all their needs or hurts but God does and though I have surrendered my words to Him, I have no idea where to start or what to say.
I want to help them heal. I want to see them better. I have asked for His Guidance and Wisdom.
Pray with me, or pray for me, or give me insight.
Thank you and God's Blessings.
"So I say, live by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the sinful nature. ...But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit." Galatians 5:16,22,25
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Granny
This is my Granny. She is beautiful. She may not look it now but she was quite a woman and what a looker. I will have to post photos of her as a young lady.
I miss her very much. I am sad that my daughter will not get the chance to know her. Granny always wanted to hold her when she saw her. Every time she saw me, she asked where Marli was and wanted to hold her. She would touch her cheek and hold her hand.
She gave the best hugs.
I miss her so much.
I look forward to seeing her again. I bet she will be the one to greet me at the gates. ....and she will probably ask me about Marli - hahaha!
I miss her very much. I am sad that my daughter will not get the chance to know her. Granny always wanted to hold her when she saw her. Every time she saw me, she asked where Marli was and wanted to hold her. She would touch her cheek and hold her hand.
She gave the best hugs.
I miss her so much.
I look forward to seeing her again. I bet she will be the one to greet me at the gates. ....and she will probably ask me about Marli - hahaha!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Memory Blues
Just looking over Facebook friends this morning and saw more school photos posted from a classmate. I am sad that I am not in any of them. I went to school with these people my whole life and was in class with those people... ??? Do I just not recognize myself? How is it I am not in any of them? I don't have my old class pictures; perhaps my mom does. I will ask.
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So I talked to my mom and she doesn't know. We moved a few times but surely I didn't miss all class pictures. [scratching head]
I was there. I grew up with these kids. I remember them. I don't want to be forgotten. I don't want to be erased from their memory. [sigh]
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
About Number 2
A wise {Pioneer} Woman once wrote a top ten list that all writers aka bloggers must read. To sum them up:
10. Value your Readers
9. Push through Writer's Block
8. Spell Correclty and Use Proper Grammar - (Amen Sister!!!)
7. Don't be Afraid to Embarrass Yourself
6. Bring back Retro phrases!!!
5. Allow Boundaries to set themselves
4. Exercise More
3. Be Varied
2. Blog Often
1. Be Yourself
So I loved my blog. In fact, I wrote a whole article about it. But I didn't water it like the plant needs (not a cactus, but a plant) and it has shriveled - but not died.
I do greatly thank my readers who have been loyal to my little slice of literary life. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
10. Value your Readers
9. Push through Writer's Block
8. Spell Correclty and Use Proper Grammar - (Amen Sister!!!)
7. Don't be Afraid to Embarrass Yourself
6. Bring back Retro phrases!!!
5. Allow Boundaries to set themselves
4. Exercise More
3. Be Varied
2. Blog Often
1. Be Yourself
So I loved my blog. In fact, I wrote a whole article about it. But I didn't water it like the plant needs (not a cactus, but a plant) and it has shriveled - but not died.
I do greatly thank my readers who have been loyal to my little slice of literary life. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
The Pictures you have been Dying to See
Peek~a~Boo!!!
(taken at 4 days old)
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Hello World! It's Me! MARLI!!
(taken at 4 days old)
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I like to look my best when I am on the town. My Great Aunt Trisa makes sure my ruffles are perfect.
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But there is nothing like a Sunday nap with my daddy! He's a big ol' warm teddy bear. He calls me "Squishy Puffy Cheeks" and Mommy and me are his favorites girls in the whole world and that is pretty amazing!
....Then again, we are pretty cute and he really loves our eyes.
The Fears
Before I had my precious perfect daughter, I certainly had plenty of reasons never to have children.
I had helped raise my two siblings (8 & 10 yrs younger than me) and I didn't want to have to be responsible for anyone else like that again.
I felt the world was grossly over populated and I wasn't going to contribute to this epidemic. ...
...The List goes on call it selfish or justified, I DID NOT WANT KIDS.
(flash forward)
I met the greatest guy and he convinced me that he would be a wonderful husband and a loyal, loving and doting father! So now I am experiencing the three most wonderful loves in the world ...(and in order) The love of our Lord and Savior, The Love of a Spouse, The Love of a Mother to her Child. Though I must say, my cup runneth over! I can not speak to the overwhelming love for ones child. It is consuming and nurturing and warming and magnificent.
But I digress.
The Fears:
Was I making the right decesion?
Was I really doing this for me or for him?
Would I later resent her for taking up my husbands time?
Would I later regret having her?
Did he understand the full gravity of having a child and all the responsiblities??
Now:
Is she okay?
Will I be a good mom?
Am I a good mom?
Will I get tired of her?
Oh my goodness! This list goes on too! But then I look at her....
and I know I will never stop trying to be better for her.
How can you not Love this Face!!!
That's my little girl!
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