Friends

I need a friend, I need a friend to walk along with me down the right path, I need a friend who will pray for me, I need a friend who will never turn their back on me, I need a friend who will not look at me like just another buddy, I need a friend who will not judge me for the imperfect things I do in life. I wonder does someoone like that exist, or am I asking too much, and also can I truly be a friend like that, I know I can count on that from our Saviour, but can I or we count on someone being like that for us.

Christmas time

Well I absolutely love Christmas time, I somehow go from a 30 year old grown woman to this child, who smiles and oohs and aahs at everything Christmas.  No matter that every year I stress to no end trying to find the perfect Christmas gift for everyone,  I like to hear oh my goodness when someone opens up one of our gifts.  My husband is such a big help too, yeah right, he hates shopping unless it's for him and then he can spend hours somewhere, and the man loves him some Kohl's, we could probably own stock with as much money that place has gotten from us.  Whew!!!! So back to the whole stress out thing..... I say every year, I am going to have my Christmas done by the first weekend in December, or the end or November, and it never happens, it is almost like for some reason I forget Christmas comes at the same time every year. HA!  But no matter the stress, I still love it.  I love the fact of seeing the Christmas lights, Christmas decorations, anything animated for Christmas, if I could get away with it, our house would be something that would make Clark Griswold proud, but my husband vetoes that every year, bah humbug.  Oh well, we have lights on our porch, candy canes lighted up in front of the porch, lighted penguins down our walk way, and a big frosty the snowman, so I guess that should suffice.  HA!  The most fun part about Christmas, is when all the hustle and bustle is done, I can truly reflect with my family the true meaning of Christmas and why we celebrate it, I love how on Christmas Eve, we go to Philip's brother's house and they read the story of Christmas from the bible, and I really love hearing our niece Nicole reading it.  It melts my heart, knowing that child loves Jesus the way she does, and that she is such a good hearted girl. .  I hope everyone enjoys their Christmas and it is a blessed one.

Just another day

Well, here it is Wednesday and it is just that much closer to the weekend, woo hoo... I find my spirit restless today, and I am in a down and out mood.  This week I have been given some heart breaking news, that almost seemed too much to handle, but I dealt with it.  My mom went for her tests yesterday, and a valve is leaking in her heart, which is horrible, but that's not the worst of it, her legs have swollen so bad, that the doctor ordered tests to see if there was any blood flow, well there wasn't, no blood flood, no pulse, nothing, which the doctor thinks is because of her lymphnodes which is thanks to her Chron's disease, so the solution to this, is amputation.  OMG!  My mommy's legs, when she told me of course, naturally, she is hysterical and I so I become hysterical, and all I could think of here my momma is, bed ridden, unable to work, and unable to enjoy life, but she always remains positive, never once complains, and fully believes in the Lord, being told she might lose her legs.  I couldn't even imagine what she felt at that moment, but the only thing I could do as her daughter, was comfort her, and the only way I could do that, was pray with her.  Now keep in mind, my mother is a devout Catholic and I am Baptist, there were never any prior prayers in the past between the two of us, so it was kinda special and bittersweet, knowing we were praying for God to take this from my momma and spare her legs, and almost immediately after we prayed, I felt a sense of utter peace, as if God was telling me and my momma it will be alright, I am in control now.  I express to my momma, how the power of prayer is pretty strong, and through him all things are possible, and she believes that fully.  It is hard for me, sometimes, to remember I must let it go for it truly to be God's, because after all I do trust in him, but I always say well it's my problem, I must fix it. Remembering that I am his child, so therefore anything that is my problem, is his too.  So I leave it like this, I will pray for his strength and hope you will pray for my momma, that when she goes to the doctor on Monday, she will have blood flow in her leg.

Twas the mont h before Christmas*




*When all through our land,*



*Not a Christian was praying*



*Nor taking a stand.*



*See the PC Police had taken away,*



*The reason for Christmas - no one could say.*



*The children were told by their schools not to sing,*



*About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.*



*It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say*



* December 25th is just a ' Holiday '.*



*Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit*



*Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!*



*CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod*



*Something was changing, something quite odd! *



*Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa*



*In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.*



*As Targets were hanging their trees upside down*



* At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.*



*At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears*



*You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.*



*Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty*



*Are words that were used to intimidate me.*



*Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen*



*On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !*



*At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter*



*To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.*



*And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith*



* Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace*



*The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded*



*The reason for the season, stopped before it started.*



*So as you celebrate 'Winter Break' under your 'Dream Tree'*



*Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.*



*Choose your words carefully, choose what you say*



*Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS ,



not Happy Holiday !*



Please, all Christians join together and



wish everyone you meet during the



holidays a



MERRY CHRISTMAS



Christ is The Reason for the Christ-mas Season!



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Yucky blues

I have the yucky blues, I have been sick with some sort of crud since Thursday night, and just when I think I am feeling better, it creeps right back on me.   Of course the easy solution, is to go to the doctor, but I don't have the time, with everyone else in my office being out for some reason or another, I just have no time to go.  All I think it is, is my sinuses, which I fight every year, two or three times a year, so I should be used to it by now.  The other part that has me blue,  I was too sick to go to church yesterday, which I hate to miss, I feel like when I miss, my week starts off in funk.  I must continue to pray that the Lord knows even though I was not there, I worshipped him solo, and that everyday he is in my life, I am wonderfully blessed.  Right now I am struggling with some things in my personal journey to get closer to God, where I fit in, in my new church home, how God wants to use me, and what difference I could make, and how I could shine my light so bright, that people who know me and those that don't, know that I walk the path of a no doubt Christian, I wonder if all Christians, have had the same questions and faced the same uncertainty that I have.  I guess since this is the first time, that all of this matters, it is an unknown territory to me. I pray for our Heavenly Father to guide me down the right path, and that I will trust in him enough to take the path he leads me to, and that I will also be humbled enough to ask for a lifting hand if I stumble along the way.

A new beginning

So this morning I woke up with so much peace and joy, it was unreal, to understand this statement, you must know I am not a morning person, by no means. My husband, Philip, does not talk to me until he knows it is safe. But this morning he was wakened by me with a cheery attitude, so of course he was confused. I explained to him what I was feeling, and his first reaction, was to check for a fever. Ha Ha! But when all that was done, I told him I didn't know what it was but I just had a sense of peace about me and realized today was a blessed day because I was still here on earth, and I realized I was given the gift to wake up, so I was gonna make the best of it. Now from the time I have walked out my front door until now, the Devil has tried to rear his ugly head, like the time a man could not understand I couldn't perform miracles and make my boss answer the phone, especially when he wasn't in the office, oh yeah I wanted to give him a piece of my mind and tell him right where to go, but I didn't, I was calm, and at the end of the conversation, I told the man to have a blessed day, and do you know, he actually began to act like a human being, and said he was sorry for being ugly, he was having a bad day, I told him I was sorry and hoped it got better. Now, lesson learned, here this man was already having a bad day, and even though he was acting ugly, if I would have acted like him, his day would not have gotten better, only worse, and then I would have probably been mad all day too, but instead of one single sentence, his day brightened up a little bit, I didn't have to reach out and touch someone, and I can go on having my peaceful joyous day. So what I take from this, we never know when someone just needs to hear something nice and it could make all the difference in the world.