Showing posts with label God. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God. Show all posts
Tuesday
Brag on My God.
Can I ever get enough.? Would I ever praise you enough? . My everything and source of delight. No words can express all you are to me in my life. you are the wellspring of my desire, my life ,my way, my purpose, my need. My favorite song ever expresses how I feel concerning you:
I’m the one with two left feet Standing on a lonely street I can’t even walk a straight line And every time you look at me I’m spinning like an autumn leaf Bound to hit bottom sometime Where would I be without someone to save me Someone who won’t let me fall You are everything that I live for Everything that I can’t believe is happening You’re standing right in front of me With arms wide open All I know is Every day is filled with hope You are everything that I believe for And I can’t help but breathe you in Breathe again Feeling all this life within Every single beat of my heart I’m the one with big mistakes Big regrets and bigger breaks Than I ever care to confess Oh but, You’re the one who looks at me And sees what I was meant to be More than just a beautiful mess You are everything that I live for Everything that I can’t believe is happening You’re standing right in front of me With arms wide open All I know is Every day is filled with hope You are everything that I believe for And I can’t help but breathe you in Breathe again Feeling all this life within Every single beat of my heart You’re everything good in my life Everything honest and true And all of those stars hanging up in the sky Could never shine brighter than You You are everything that I live for Everything that I can’t believe is happening You’re standing right in front of me With arms wide open All I know is Every day is filled with hope You are everything that I believe for And I can’t help but breathe you in Breathe again Feeling all this life within Every single beat of my heart You are You are Jesus, You are You are everythinghttp:
A Rant
I do not like to complain much. I would rather be an encourager and exhorter. Pray for others. Lift the down trodden. Stir other up to faith and keep em moving in the race. but today was so hard.
Started last night with disbelief in God. I am sick, I have digestion stuff everyone else got to lay around with last week, I do not get that option. Unless I am so sick I am bedridden and will take something major, I still do my normal stuff or it will be there if I let loose. My kids do chores, but unless I make sure they do them. forget it. I am also not the type to stand for sitting, So boring to me. I also am having bad breathing problems since I went where my husband works for thanksgiving. I torqued up on asthma meds before going, but either they had no cleaned very well or taht stuff was in the air, but have not been able to lay and sleep at night since. On top of my normal meds I am having to take piles of drugs. I have bad depression and it is hitting also. so more drugs. Between the drugs, lack of sleep, the fibromyalgia stuff and other afflictions I am pretty ready to lie down in a corner and give up. Usually my choleric personality pulls me up, but today I had bad anxiety. fear anxiety. The worst. Not normal fear. I am afraid of hardly anything and God has worked this to good to get me fearless. This is a fear like ice going through your veins. I am usually afraid of the word of God, good stuff I love and need to fight with God hath not given us a spirit of fear, but power, love and of a sound mind. I could not even read the Bible posts that help on my group this morning.How I claimed that in 97 when it took me over. I had to take medication. medication at 8 a. m. when usually it is late in the day if I need any when the noise of my kids put me to a breaking point. And my 22 year old is here. I love him, but he was my hardest to deal with and even though he said his wife was a slob, I have to tell him to pick up or I have to do it. Annoying. I want to be a blessing to him after what his wife did to him, but it is extra confusion which takes all of God's grace to do with. the mental stuff I deal with.And though my husband has come far to wake up when you are struggling with doubts to hear him say: " Make's you want to join the kingdom crowd so you can have an easy life and the Devil will bless." When you want him to say something about "get back up again.." Why tempt you me? Come on we will finish the race. Jesus holds the prize. Join the apostate crowd and get blessed down here. I had never read a musing on a site I click and earn rewards, but this poem hit me off there- I have never paid attention to where I click to get points. But saw it. I may never notice this site again since I just earn clicks never sign up for stuff. (Though you do earn more points. It is hard to get rid of junk after you sign on.)
Suffice it to Say
A bleak picture of a wounded lamb,
Painted silently by a soft shelled clam.
Above the line, speaking through sand;
Tasting loud, but conspicuously bland.
A meal would fill her up, suffice it to say,
If only red turned blue and green to gray.
Melting butter being drawn with a pencil,
Hot food sliced thin, without a utensil.
A middle ground stepped in in silence;
Making waves of unnecessary violence. I did not write this. Give credit to who did, but it is me today. The wounded lamb to me is the Saviour. My only hope.
Started last night with disbelief in God. I am sick, I have digestion stuff everyone else got to lay around with last week, I do not get that option. Unless I am so sick I am bedridden and will take something major, I still do my normal stuff or it will be there if I let loose. My kids do chores, but unless I make sure they do them. forget it. I am also not the type to stand for sitting, So boring to me. I also am having bad breathing problems since I went where my husband works for thanksgiving. I torqued up on asthma meds before going, but either they had no cleaned very well or taht stuff was in the air, but have not been able to lay and sleep at night since. On top of my normal meds I am having to take piles of drugs. I have bad depression and it is hitting also. so more drugs. Between the drugs, lack of sleep, the fibromyalgia stuff and other afflictions I am pretty ready to lie down in a corner and give up. Usually my choleric personality pulls me up, but today I had bad anxiety. fear anxiety. The worst. Not normal fear. I am afraid of hardly anything and God has worked this to good to get me fearless. This is a fear like ice going through your veins. I am usually afraid of the word of God, good stuff I love and need to fight with God hath not given us a spirit of fear, but power, love and of a sound mind. I could not even read the Bible posts that help on my group this morning.How I claimed that in 97 when it took me over. I had to take medication. medication at 8 a. m. when usually it is late in the day if I need any when the noise of my kids put me to a breaking point. And my 22 year old is here. I love him, but he was my hardest to deal with and even though he said his wife was a slob, I have to tell him to pick up or I have to do it. Annoying. I want to be a blessing to him after what his wife did to him, but it is extra confusion which takes all of God's grace to do with. the mental stuff I deal with.And though my husband has come far to wake up when you are struggling with doubts to hear him say: " Make's you want to join the kingdom crowd so you can have an easy life and the Devil will bless." When you want him to say something about "get back up again.." Why tempt you me? Come on we will finish the race. Jesus holds the prize. Join the apostate crowd and get blessed down here. I had never read a musing on a site I click and earn rewards, but this poem hit me off there- I have never paid attention to where I click to get points. But saw it. I may never notice this site again since I just earn clicks never sign up for stuff. (Though you do earn more points. It is hard to get rid of junk after you sign on.)
Suffice it to Say
A bleak picture of a wounded lamb,
Painted silently by a soft shelled clam.
Above the line, speaking through sand;
Tasting loud, but conspicuously bland.
A meal would fill her up, suffice it to say,
If only red turned blue and green to gray.
Melting butter being drawn with a pencil,
Hot food sliced thin, without a utensil.
A middle ground stepped in in silence;
Making waves of unnecessary violence. I did not write this. Give credit to who did, but it is me today. The wounded lamb to me is the Saviour. My only hope.
Monday
Anxiety= Chaos of Earth quake inside.
- A=Atomic explosion
- N=No one could understand
- X= Cannot show up on Xray, No eXact reason for.
- I=Introversion
- E=enveloped in fear, heart pounding madness
- T=Terror-for no reason
- Y=You feel like death and ask Y? Only God can bring me through.
Wednesday
Missed a favorite for G
Where would I be without my top Favorite G: And though shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart , soul and mind......
How could I forget this when dealing with this letter. I am nowhere without him. he is the supreme of all my favorites. I would have no favorites of any kind without him. Even those that do not believe -would not be enjoying any favorites if he did not allow a little "heaven" on earth. They will miss all this in hell. whereas because he is my favorite-by his sacrificial death, I will gain even more favorites with the top favorite, being him for all eternity. I can never lose any of it.
How could I forget this when dealing with this letter. I am nowhere without him. he is the supreme of all my favorites. I would have no favorites of any kind without him. Even those that do not believe -would not be enjoying any favorites if he did not allow a little "heaven" on earth. They will miss all this in hell. whereas because he is my favorite-by his sacrificial death, I will gain even more favorites with the top favorite, being him for all eternity. I can never lose any of it.
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- Blogging with Adventure
- Springfield, Missouri, United States
- Love dipping my mind, hands and feet into about anything that is pure clean and crisp. 5 kids, some out of the nest and married, some at home. Live on a small rural farm with 2 dogs: one poodle and one boogle. 17 chickens so far, but eggs are setting. One guinea fowl. 2 adorable pekin ducks. 1 beautiful goose and a pond load of fish. But my name is not Old McDonald. Married for 26 years to my sweetheart.