Jesus Loves Me

Jesus loves me

He loves ME


JESUS loves ME


Now you say it

Jesus loves me

Now believe it

Jesus loves ME

Say it again

Jesus loves ME

And again

Jesus loves ME

And again



Now keep that thought in your head because its TRUE


My Something is not Like Your Something

luke 15It all came caving in…

The tough exterior that she kept so well in place had cracked and before she realized what was happening she found herself broken and in a heap of anguish and tears. In one a moment of weakness she had allowed something that she thought she’d put behind her a long time ago to rear its ugly head and sneak back into her life once again.  That moment had now turned to weeks and suddenly it had all come to a head, she was a mess and the accuser was standing there taking full advantage of the situation and throwing lies at her.

How could she have allowed this to happen again?  She felt as if she had slide backwards years in only a matter of weeks and she felt numb, heartbroken and upset with herself.  She felt like such a failure and nothing as she knew it felt the same anymore.

As she set there trying to make sense of it all it suddenly occurred to her that she wasn’t alone anymore… She felt a presence…a presence of love and she could tell he was feeling her sadness along with her…She realized Jesus had joined her and he was calling out to her, telling her that everything was going to be okay. His voice was kind and loving, and began to drown out the voice of her accuser. He told her nothing was too big for him and that even when she was at her weakest he is still stronger than anything she could possibly encounter.  He told her that if she were to come to Him and lay her burden on His shoulders that He could take it all away.

So she did…She laid it all down.  She poured out her heart and she told him everything that was on her mind and no matter what she said he stayed right with her and he listened to every word.  And once it was all said and done he let her know that nothing had changed and that he still loved her just as much that day as he always had.

As I sit here typing these words on my blog, words copied from my journal, I still feel the power of God’s love in that moment as if it had happened today.  I am sure you guessed by now that the lady in that story was me. It still blows me away to know that no matter what kind of messes I have managed to get myself into in my life, God still thought that I was worth loving and worth saving.  A few Sunday’s ago my pastor talked in his sermon about how the shepherd will go after one lost sheep…

Luke 15:4-6  _ “Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.’

As he was speaking I realized that there were many times in my life that I was that lost sheep and Jesus did not allow me to stay lost.  It’s sometimes hard to believe that he didn’t get angry at me and just let me stay lost … He could have, but he didn’t … Instead He came and he found me because he felt I was worth saving…. I could never have the right words to explain how that makes me feel…. Humbled… thankful… tears of joy…_____…_____.

As you are reading this today I would like to ask you….do you feel lost?  Do you feel as if you are so deep that you could possibly never be able to pull yourself out?  Just so you know you do not have pull yourself out alone.

There is someone who is ready and willing to come in and rescue you right in the middle of whatever you are in. Whether it’s a something of your own doing or maybe you are just caught up in the something’s of life in general.

We all have a something and my something may not look like your something, but what I do know from my own experience with Jesus is that he will and he can help you!  It doesn’t matter what your something is, nothing is too big for him and you are worth so very very much to him! I promise you if you trust him and give it to him he can take it, every single bit of it, no strings attached; and what you will receive is a full out, all-encompassing love, like nothing you can ever imagine.

This song below is written about a woman the Pharisees brought to Jesus who was caught in adultery (read John 8).

She was made to stand in front of the crowd, she was being shamed and scorned, about to be stoned, but Jesus told her accusers, “whoever of you is without sin cast the first stone.”  One by one her accusers began leaving until they were all gone.  In the end only the woman and Jesus were left standing. He then asked her   Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”  She answered, “no one” and then Jesus told her that he did not condemn her either.

I have read the passage before and often wondered, what was going through her head when Jesus stood up for her? What did she think at that moment, did she feel disbelief at what had just happened, shocked or amazed?? How loved she must have felt to know that she was good enough for Jesus…wow. He was the greatest of the greatest, the best of the best, sent by the father of all the world and now he was here to save her, she was worth so much, she was loved and now she was free!

Guess what?  We all can be free, we all can have those chains that bind us broken and removed.  God’s grace and love is here right now for every single one of us to have… All we have to do is give our ‘somethings’ to Jesus, ask him to help with what ever it is.  Whatever it is he can take it. He can take our burdens, away, he can heal where healing is needed and if it is a sin problem then he can take that too.  All you have to do is call on him. Tell him what your something is, ask for his help, ask for forgiveness if that is what is needed, then release it to him and move forward following his lead. He really truly cares about you and he loves you because you are worth so very much!

Have a blessed evening,


How I Crashed into Grace Yesterday

The light turned green. I stepped on the gas and the next thing I knew I was crashing into the back of the car in front of me! The accident happened so fast that I didn’t have time to even react. There was no time to think about things like, “oh no I’m gonna hit that car!” no slamming on the brakes, nothing at all except my car crashing into the back end of the car in front of me.


In the next 10 seconds a flood of emotions ran through me.

Confusion…how did I manage to do this? Anger at myself for doing something so stupid, and then the worry….is the other person okay? …and then that thought instantly changed into fear as I saw the other driver getting out of his car and heading towards me with what looked to me like an angry look on his face.

I opened my car door expecting him to start yelling at me and but instead of yelling, he said, “are you okay?” I told him I was okay and then I said, “are you okay? Gosh.. I am so sorry!”  He then said, “I am okay and don’t you worry about it, it was just an accident.”  Wow! looks sure can be deceiving, a second ago I thought he looked angry but really he didn’t seem angry at all!

We then began exchanging our insurance information and I could tell that he was a really nice person. He also seemed truly concerned for me even though I was the one who had crashed into his nice new looking SUV.

When we finished exchanging information I told the man once again that I was sorry for damaging his car and also thanked him for being so nice to me,” He replied, “it was just an accident. Accidents happen, nobody is perfect and that includes me.”  Then he told me it was nice “bumping” into me and that he hoped the rest of my day was a good day.

I honestly still don’t have a clue how I managed to run into his car, so to me it just seemed like a really dumb thing for me to have done.  But later in the day when I was beating myself up about crashing into not only his car, but also then thinking about how I had also crashed the front end of my own car, his words came back to me… it was and accident, nobody is perfect.  You know what?  he was right so anyway to make a long story short, I decided to have myself a good rest of the day as he suggested, and I did.

That is how I crashed into grace yesterday.

I hope you have a wonderful day and also try to remember to give yourself and also others the same grace that God gives us on a daily basis.




Leaving Panic Behind Under Palapa #39


Psalm 27:13-14 I remain confident of this:  I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.

I sit here in awe of the beauty and the spender.

White clouds of cotton floating over deep blue water

A sea gull crying while gliding softly, wings open, floating on the breeze

Your breath blowing softly in my ear whispering words of peace, “do not fear, I am here”

People from all over the world speaking different languages their voices mixed together like music.

The laughter of children playing,

Lovers kissing,

A man selling his wares as plane flies over,

Jet skiers,

Parasail’s drift weightlessly above waves lapping at white sand.

I see your face in this place

When I close my eyes I still see you.

Images forever snapped from the camera of my mind.

A few years ago I had a blood clot in my right eye and lost some of my vision in that eye.  At one point almost all of my vision in the eye was gone but God gave me a miracle and healed most of my central vision back though I do have only about half the vision in that eye. I never really notice it unless I close my good eye.

About a year ago I started to see flashes of light in my other eye and gradually over the past year my vision has been having all sorts of odd things happen. I also started to have a bigger blind spot in my other eye and a constant flicker.  According to my retina specialist all of this is do to the vitreous gel pulling on my retina.  My doctor tells me that what is am seeing is the light reflecting off the gel.  Over the past year I have had all sorts of odd things happen in my vision and it seems as if my vision has been getting  worse and worse as we wait for the gel to finish pulling lose from my retina.

This past week my husband and I were in Mexico and the second day there I was noticing that I could not really take the bright sunlight a whole lot and my eyes seemed different.  A little while later I was reading a book and I realized I was having trouble focusing on the words.  It was as if they were jumbled or not clear after a while I closed my right eye and realized that with my left eye the letters in the center of every word was missing. Then I realized that anything I looked at seemed to have a small missing place right in the center.  Needless to say I went into a panic I already have an eye which is half blind and now my good eye is missing the center!

Of all the things that have happened to me in my life, vision loss has to be about the scariest thing I have ever been through.  Right after this discovery of the missing vision I went into a panic, I was on the beach with my husband, sitting there with my journal and my Bible and just could not bear to open my eyes to read, write or look at the beauty around me.  It was like the blind spot in my eye was the only thing I could see. It is very hard to not think about something when it is right there in front of your eyes.

A little while later my husband went and joined a ping pong tournament leaving me alone on the beach. For the longest time I just lay there with my eyes closed, begging God to make this blind spot go away.  After a while the sound of the ocean and the people around me started creeping in to my brain it seemed to relax me a bit and then I heard a voice say “open your eyes!”  As I heard that voice I knew it was God, I was like “um no I can’t bear to look,” but he kept insisting I look so I finally reluctantly opened my eyes. There before me was the bluest water I have ever seen in my life.  There was a storm off in the distance and the clouds were hanging low over the ocean, it had to be just about one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen.  As I sat there looking at the painting before me I realized that the blind spot does not show so much when I am looking at scenery unless I blink.

Shortly after that I grabbed my journal and managed to write a few things down without looking to closely at the page as I wrote. What I wrote was what you read at the beginning of this post and also yesterday’s post.  God still amazes me how he manages to pull me back time and time again to realize that no matter what is going on it really will be okay.   The rest of the day was a good day, my husband came back from ping pong and by then I was in a new frame of mind.  We went for a short walk down the beach and watched the storm come in and then we sat under the palapa in the rain laughing as everyone else left the beach…Question…. if you have your swimming suit on why not just stay out in the rain?.. 😀  Later the sun came back out and we went for a swim and the rest of our evening was really great.

I seemed to be in great peace the next day and until we came home  Overall I think we both had a great trip. Once we got home I seemed to have peace until this morning when I realized my eye is getting worse.  When I woke up this morning I was so upset I decided I was going to stay in bed with my eyes closed because I could not bear to be seeing what is missing in my vision.  I had the television on and there was a preacher speaking, I was not really paying much attention but all the sudden I heard him say, “The only way to be delivered is to get your eyes off yourself and keep them on Jesus.”  At that moment I realized that I was laying there panicking worrying about something I have no control over.  About that same time a friend of mine who is very very sick with cancer sent me a text, I spent some time with her and oddly I was able to talk to her without thinking to much about my eye.  After that my mother called and said she and my dad were close to my house and wanted to come over, and two minutes later my son called saying he was coming over.  I ended up spending the morning happily with my family.  Today was a great day.  I know God sent me those people in my time of need to distract me.  No more panic and I truly am at peace about whatever happens.  I can not say that I like it, but really I am sure it will all work out in some sort of good way. It always does.

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meeeMy doctor seems to think I have a macular hole which she says if fixable.  I am seeing her on Wednesday to get the for sure diagnosis. Until then all I can do is wait. I think I may be getting pretty good at that.

Have a wonderful day and thanks for reading,


A Sister’s Cry

Sometimes things just don’t make sense. How can it be such a beautiful day and something so terrible be going on inside someone that they would try to take their own life? How can someone be hurting so bad that they no longer want to exist while at the same time others are on top of the world? How could I have missed it? Why did I not see the hurt or feel the pain? How could I have been so blind?

I asked the Jesus, “Why must there be so much pain? Why must there be death?”

He replied,

“I give healing and life, those who come to me will never die”

“I am the love that never leaves”

“I am the one who hears the cries of those who call”

“I am the one who will catch them when everything comes crashing down

“I am the strength when they can’t fight anymore”

“I am the hope when it feels like hope is lost”

     “Right now things may seem out of control but never forget that I am in control.

Yes! He is in control!

Right now

Right this moment

I lay my broken heart at his feet, reach my hands out and shout “Hallelujah!”

I will praise him because he deserves to be praised.

Right now things seem so terribly out of control but I know God is in control!

He is the hope.

He is the strength needed to fight the good fight.

When everything came crashing down he caught it all.

He heard my call.

He never leaves.

He is protector, healer, and almighty comforter.

He is love.

I have seen his power and I will continue to put all my hope in him.

I know He will hear the cries of those who are hurting.

He will reach down and wrap them his loving arms.

He will hold them, protect them and heal them.

He will give them peace.

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. Hebrews 4:16

This is what I pray for today will you join me?


Those Aren’t Weeds

20140614_120449I looked out my kitchen window Saturday and noticed that along the edge of the woods there were a bunch of wildflowers growing. Upon sharing my new discovery with my husband he informed me that those wild flowers were also growing along the side of our house.  So I decided to walk over and take a look. Every year I spend a lot of time “weeding” my gardens, this year I haven’t weeded and this is what happened. (See Photos)


Had I weeded the garden all these beautiful Black-Eyed Susan would have been pulled out and I would have never known that the weeds I had been pulling out all these years were actually beautiful flowers.

This is yet another discovery of how God has things under control even if I think things are a mess.

And here I thought all the gardening depended on me … 🙂


God never ceases to amaze me.

Have a wonderful day today!




Tonight I heard this Song

Tonight I heard this song on the radio and then later stumbled across the video on YouTube. I got teary eyed as I listened because it got me to thinking about how much my life has changed in the past 4 years.

Enjoy Amazing Grace (My Chains are Gone) by Chris Tomlin

I love the words….

The earth shall soon dissolve like snow
The sun forbear to shine
But God, Who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
Will be forever mine.
You are forever mine.

My chains are gone
I’ve been set free
My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy reigns
Unending love, amazing grace

Lord thank you for your amazing love, mercy and grace. Without you I really don’t know where I would be right now.  Amazing grace…how sweet the sound…that saved a wretch like me…I once was lost…but now I’m found…was blind…but now I see… 

I didn’t write many of the words in this post tonight but feel them as if they could have been mine. The video along with the words touched me deep inside my soul and I hope they touch you too.

Have a blessed evening, T

Removing Planks

 “Do not judge, or you too will be judged.  For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?  How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye. Matthew 7:1-5

Today I was on my way to work and stopped off a gas station to buy gas.  As I pulled in I was not looking forward to the fact that I was going to have to get out of the car to stand on sore knees to pump gas.  Pumping gas was better than the alternative which would be having to walk when I ran out a few miles down the road.  (For those of you who don’t know I had knee surgery a week ago and the other knee is scheduled for surgery 3 weeks from today so standing and walking is very painful at the moment)

A few minutes later I had finished pumping my gas and I had my car door open with one leg halfway in the car.  Just then a big rusty beat up old car came smoking and chugging up to the pump next to me.   As the car stopped  the car’s driver, a worn and disheveled looking man was waving at me and saying something which I could not understand.

“What?” I said.  He said it again and once again I could not understand him.   “Not today,” I thought,  All I wanted to do was get in my car and go.  Leg coming back out of the car and hanging on to the car door for support leaned closer and said, “Sir, could not hear you”.

He spoke again this time he was waving a card of some sort but still I could not understand him.  Oh how I just wanted to get in my car and go!  But no it was not going to happen today… by then I had received that nudge…you know the one…the one from the Holy Spirit that says, “Go!”  Slowly and reluctantly I began hobbling my way over to his car,

As I was on my way over I was thinking to myself “T what are you doing? This man looks kinda scary”.   I am ashamed to say now that yes I was judging him.  I guess in my mind I decided that because him and his car were beat up and also he had a bit of a crankiness to him that maybe he could be dangerous.  Add to that the fact that today I was feeling rushed and also sorry for me!  I just wanted get in my car and get off my sore legs but I was in too deep to back out now!

As I arrived at his car door, once again I said, “I am sorry sir but did not hear you.”  By then he was looking as if he was stressed and I thought he may be annoyed with me.  once more he spoke, this time I heard him, He asked, ” Are you going into the store”?  “Nooooo!” I thought, the last thing I wanted to do was go in the store…” No I am not”, I said about the same time as I spied a huge pile of clothes in the back of his car with a walker thrown on top of them.  Seeing the walker made me feel a nudge of guilt but I still said “I just had knee surgery and I paid for my gas at the pump so I would not have to go in.”

He looked at me as if shocked and he replied, “But I can not walk at all”.   So much for getting out of here easy, there was no way I was I ever going to be able to walk (no pun intended) away from this now.

The next words out of my mouth were “what do you need?”  He said, “I need someone to go in the store and get one of the people who work here to come out and pump my gas and take this (he held up gift card)  in to pay for my gas.  I told him I had a better idea, I would  take his gift card in, pay for his gas and then come back out and pump his gas.   He gave me an odd look and instead of saying okay he said, “no, get a worker.”.

Go get a worker….Really??”  as I was standing there looking at him all the sudden a light bulb went off in my brain… he did not trust me!

Here I had sized him up and decided that by his disheveled look,  beat up car and cranky attitude hat he may be dangerous while at the same time he had decided, that I may be a thief and steal his gift card!

Ouch!  feeling a bit ashamed of myself I began hobbling my way into the store.

A few minutes later as woman who worked at the store pumped his gas I was driving off pondering the question – What does a thief look like?  Do I look like a thief?   I also began thinking things like, the man had a walker but he was driving, how did he get in the car, did he scam me into doing stuff for him because he was lazy?  He was also very cranky and never really acted thankful or said thank you.  Did I deserve a thank you?  yep…more judging.

Could it be that maybe we are just supposed to treat our fellow man with kindness regardless of the way they treat us?  Could it be that maybe we are not expect anything in return?  I know nothing about that man or his life, he needed help is all I know and that should be enough.

I have many things to think about and many new lessons were learned today.

1.  No matter how bad I think I have it someone else always will have something worse.  I have sore knees but someone else may not be even able to walk.

2.  No matter how much I think I do not judge others, I still do.  I had sized this man up by his appearance and decided he may be untrustworthy or dangerous it never dawned on me that maybe I could be the one who was thought to be untrustworthy.

3.  GRACE.  I do not know his story and he does not know mine. He is one of God’s children just as I am.  Do I deserve a thank you? A thank you is always nice but the answer is – No.  We should all take care of one another and love one another.  How many times has God done things for me that I did not say thank you for??  The Sun rises and  I have air to breathe, do I remember to say thank you every day?  I should but  I don’t always remember.  some days I spend thinking about what I do not have or what is wrong with my day completely forgetting what is good and to say thank you for that.   I should always extend the same grace to others as God gives to me.

And last lesson learned today….there are always lessons to be learned.

Dear Father,  Thank you for showing me that I still have a lot to more growing to do. Thank you for showing me that we are all your children. Thank you for allowing me to meet one of my brothers at the gas station today and please forgive me for judging him.  Please continue to show me how to not judge others and to be thankful for the many blessings you provide me every day.  Please continue to show me how to always extend love and kindness to all people as you do to me.  Thank you for letting the sun rise today and thank you for the air I breathe.  Amen




Live Second Day 31 Footwash: ~ My Feet Don’t Stink

67002_10151161186412337_1774926524_nDay 31 of My Live Second Journey – Footwash: My Feet Don’t Stink

Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another’s feet. I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you.  John 13:14-15

Today’s scripture is from John 13:1-20.34-35.  In this scripture the time is shortly before the Passover Feast.  Jesus and his disciples are sitting down to a meal and Jesus knowing the time has come for him to leave this world decides to show his disciples the full extent of his love by washing their feet.

The first time I read this I thought ‘Oh how yuk and weird is that?!  Can you imagine Jesus and his disciples all sitting around the table for dinner and just as the food starts to be served Jesus gets up, takes off his outer clothing wraps a towel around himself, fills a basin with water and begins to wash people’s feet?!?  The thought of washing someone else’s feet sounds pretty disgusting and to top it off he chose to do it just as the food was being served. This would not exactly be my idea of a before dinner appetizer.

We would never think that Jesus who was Lord and teacher would ever have to or even want to wash another person’s feet. Yet he chose to do it and he did it lovingly.  Even the fact that Judas Iscariot had already begun to betray him and Peter was soon to follow by denying him did not stop Jesus from this act of love.

Washing someone else’s feet does not sound very appealing to me and I am sure back in those days people did not have the pampered softly manicured feet we have today.  They did not have cars so they walked everywhere they went. I am pretty sure those guys had some of the stinkiest, smelliest, dirtiest feet around.

This past weekend I had a little dinner get together of my own.  One of my guests was someone I haven’t been liking a whole lot lately.  This person is pretty annoying, very loud, and obnoxious and most of the time drunk so for several years I have been avoiding this person like the plague.

Have you ever noticed how some of the people you know come as a packaged deal?  Maybe your husband really likes the husband but you don’t get along with his wife?  Or you may love hanging out with your Aunt Mable but your Uncle Bud drives you nuts?  Since you can not invite only one of them to dinner and not invite the other they become a package deal.  Everyone loves a package deal when shopping but package deals are maybe not so good when it comes to people.

When my guests arrived I was determined try my best to be kind, friendly and most of all stay away from that guest!  I was very thankful that most the day everything pretty much worked it out to where I was able to stay away from my favorite (sarcasm) guest.  But then somehow after dinner I ended up alone in conversation with the person I had been avoiding most of the day.

I began to make small talk while in my mind I secretly worked on my plan of escape.  Then all the sudden this person began telling me stuff I never knew about them.  In the course of the conversation I found out the person had pretty well hit rock bottom.  They also knew that they had screwed their life up to the point of hurting their health and family.  This person was now stuck in a huge pit of despair caused by their own self destruction had been trying desperately to find a way out.  My heart began to feel stabs of pain.  The pain I felt was not my pain but the pain that this person was feeling inside.  Then I began to notice that to be added to that was the pain of people like me who were judging and ignoring them.

The more I listened I realized that nothing could ever compare to the time that I sat there just listening and conversing with this person as they poured their heart out.  All of the sudden I wanted to give this person my help and love.   This person needed to know someone cared about them and that there is always hope.

This conversation was kind of like a foot washing to me, by taking the time to listen I was in a sense washing this person’s feet.  While washing I began to realize I was giving them my love and compassion and did not expect anything back in return.   Something else I discovered was when I stooped down to the level of someone else I saw that there really had never been any level at all.

How will I live more second today?  By trying to be an example of Jesus’ love, by loving unconditionally, humbly and maybe even washing a few dirty feet… starting with my own.

 The Lord and Teacher became servant.  And he calls us to do the same.  Whatever honor we have earned, whatever rights we have acquired, whatever prestige we hold, Jesus calls us to set those aside and become a servant, an example of love and humbleness’ – Live Second

Thank you for reading 🙂


Differences of Opinion With the Same Destination

Since the first day I started writing this blog I have ran into a lot of different opinions about blogging and how blogging should and should not be done, my blog has fit into both of these categories.

The day I published my first post I received my first opinion.  It was not even a live person who gave the opinion; it was the publishing area of the blogsite.  When I hit the publish button to send off my post wordpress congratulated me on a job well done.  From that moment on with every post I make I get a pop up message from wordpress that says “congratulations you have reached post number such and such!”  Which makes me want to pat pat pat myself on the back….(insert eye roll here) Of course I really don’t pat myself on the back but it makes me laugh and wonder why I deserved a congratulations for posting lots of posts.

I have also heard that it is good etiquette to make sure I always reply back when someone comments on my blog.  Does everyone really go back to see if I reply back to them?  I do not go back to check on comments I have made on other people’s blogs nor do I expect a reply back.  Most of the time I do reply back to those who comment on my posts though I do have a life outside of the blogging world so sometimes it may be days that I am not on the blogsite to even know someone has commented.  I never set out to hurt any feelings or not have good etiquette.

We all as people, including myself, seem to have an opinion about anything and everything, some of us being more opinionated than others.  We as bloggers are sharing our opinions with anyone who cares to read them. Let us also not forget the  little comment box that encourages other bloggers to leave their opinions or for those who do not want to comment there is a “like” button.  I wonder why they did not bother with a “dislike”  button?   Isn’t that a scary thought?  having a bunch of gravatars lined up at the bottom of the screen with the words ’25 people disliked your post you should go on over to their site and see what they have written’ 🙂

Because my blog deals a lot with faith type topics and a lot of my readers come from different church denominations and cultures I know that others will not always agree with me or with those who leave a comment on my posts.   I do not claim to be an authority and know that I am not always right.  I am just trying to share here what Jesus has done for me.   Only God is the one who knows who is wrong or right.  There are more important things to do than argue about our differences of opinion.  The more I get to know God the more I know that if I am in the wrong sooner or later He will show me the error of my ways.

Some readers and writers may be newer Christians or maybe still searching for Jesus.  Not all of us have known Him our whole lives.  There was a time in my life that I did not believe in God. Eventually God showed me he was real in watching my father in law die.  You can click this link to read the story if you would like to read it… The Journey Begins.  At that time in my life I was bull headed, stuck in my ways and had a lot of my own opinions about life and how I thought it should be lived.  At that same time in my life I also met a person who was a Christian who was different than any Christian I had ever met.  This person became my friend never looking down on me.  I was allowed to ask all sorts of endless questions and I was always answered with patience and kindness. I was never made to feel embarrassed about what I did not know.  I was shown God in a gentle way never feeling force fed or overwhelmed with information.  Instead of spending time arguing and telling me how I had it all wrong I was shown by their actions that God was all right.  God’s perfect love was shown to me in that person’s kindness and actions.

For us Christians that have not always known Jesus, from the moment we accept him as our savior we head down a new path in life which to be honest can be quite scary at first.  We all stumble, we all fall, He catches us and helps us pick ourselves back up again, dusting us off usually having taught us something new along the way.  He never gives up on us and keeps leading and teaching us more and more as we go along on our journey.

As Christians God gave us the job of spreading and planting seeds to be watered, but only God can make them grow.   We are like flowers in the garden; different kinds of flowers take different amounts of water.  In the heat of the Summer Vinca only need small amounts of water to grow into beautiful plants.  If you give a Vinca too much water they will drown and wither away.  Impatiens are just the opposite, they require a lot of water to flourish in the heat of the summer or they will wither away.  So what is good to help one flower grow may not work for another.  God created each flower to be unique just as he created each of us to be unique.

I guess I am just trying to say here is even here on the blogs where opinions are encouraged we should show others the same grace that God has shown us.   We should show God’s kindness, patience and love.  We never know where someone has been or where they are at right now in their walk with Jesus.  We all may walk a little differently or choose a different path to get there, but we all have the same common final destination in the end.

Ephesians 2:8 For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God

Romans 12:10   Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves. 

Thank you for reading and God bless you 🙂