I want to start by saying I am not very political, at all. I know my beliefs, I know what I stand for and I'm not afraid to share them, but I do not believe in bullying or pressuring those who believe differently than I do. I stand for God, liberty, and America, but this great Nation is under attack. Not only by man, but by the very enemy of our souls. He would like nothing more than to take this great nation and all it stood for and strip it bare until there was no resemblance to what it once was.
I am not shy in my belief that this great nation I am blessed to call home needs to return to God. Now a lot of you may say that America was founded on religious freedom, and you would be right. However, the thing you are forgetting is that they were fleeing to what would become America to worship God. That's right, they believed so strongly that they set out for this new uncharted world.
I believe that if America has any hope, it is in God. Just look to the Old Testament for example. Time and again it shows us every time the Israelite people lost sight of God or turned their backs on God they suffered. There was famine, war, strife, and captivity and it was almost always caused by unbelief. They refused to give God the respect and honor he deserved. To concerned with self, they listened to the enemy instead of remembering the promises and commandments. God is one of free will, he will not force someone or a nation to serve him. We shouldn't either, however we shouldn't let others just push us over. We should be able to stand firm in our beliefs while being pliable enough to listen and respect others. Even if they don't respect us.
This nation needs God. He blessed us for a very long time, then we much like OT Israel became too concerned with self and lost sight of God. We took him out of our schools and courthouses and why? So we wouldn't offend anyone? How about the people who offend us? It seems that now Christians are supposed to "stand still look pretty". We are consistently abused, and stripped of our rights. We aren't allowed to do that, but they are??? How is that even fair? No it seems that Christians are never going to get "fair". Just look at early Christianity, how they were persecuted. They still stood firm in their beliefs and even died for them. How long are we going to sit back and watch as they strip us of our rights and slowly set our beloved America at odds with God? How long are we going to let ourselves be abused and often ridiculed for our beliefs? It's time we stood up for God and put him back where he belongs! In the drivers seat!
It is this simple, if we do not return to God as a country, we are going to continue to suffer. We don't need a Democrat or Republican, the time for politics is over. This is a cry to all believers to hit their knees and pray for God to move in a mighty way, pray for his leadership and wisdom to guide this election, and pray that he protects us and America as a whole....
About Me
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Love is all you need....
So, it's been awhile since I posted, and even longer since I felt inspired. It's sad to say, but my life has been less than inspiring lately. I got down and wallowed in it for a while but now things are changing. Someone recently asked me if I had ever thought about writing down my testimony and to tell you the truth, it has always seemed a little daunting. I mean, how do you put into words what God has done for you and what pain he has brought you through. I don't even feel worthy to be here at all, everything I am is because of God's grace. So for those of you who don't know, here goes.
I have known and loved the Lord from an early age, but looking back I know I didn't recognize his hands in my life. My early life was not pretty, I have physical and emotional scars that have taken a long time to heal. But through all the turmoil and abuse, my God was there. He was there and I didn't know it. I came to personally know the Lord at 9 years old, I was baptized and forgiven, but I had yet to forgive. I went through those years with my Dad with hate. Hate for the Mother who abandoned me, hate for the ex step-father who couldn't keep his hands off of me, hate for the Father who didn't know any other way of communication but yelling and violence. I had plenty to go around and blamed everyone else for my problems but myself. Little did I know that the Lord had a plan. I spent my high school years trying to get the best grades and get myself out of that house. When I finally did I found out just how unprepared I was. I sulked back home with my tail between my legs. The issues that I had never worked through finally broke to the surface as I did everything I could to rebel against the God I thought had forgotten about me. I didn't manage my money at all, even worse I ran from guy to guy seeking the love I never got at home. Eventually I ended up in Arkansas with my Mom and let's just say it wasn't easy at first. We had issues we had never worked through and the walls I built to keep them buried started cracking. Eventually I met and married a wonderful man, but we weren't ready for what lay ahead of us. It was an uphill climb from the start. I quickly realized that I knew nothing about the man I had promised my life to. People always say that marriage is hard, they neglect to tell you just how hard. I was prepared for hard, this was almost unbearable. Sure we had good times, but more often than not, we were fighting. He will be quick to say that the biggest problems were his, but that would be a lie. My unresolved issues with ex Step-dad and Dad quickly snowballed into me not being able to trust or commit myself fully to our marriage. We were living apart in 2009, I was going up there on the weekends, but for all intents and purposes, we were separated. I wouldn't find this out until later, but he was going to file for divorce that next week. I had just gotten to the house after driving all day, we had eaten and retired for the evening when I had the worst headache of my life. I quickly became numb completely on my right side and my speech was starting to slur. My husband quickly called 911 and his parents. The aneurysm I never knew I had burst, causing a stroke. I woke up a few weeks later with no other thought than for my husband. I knew from the moment I came to that he and I were meant to be. I also had a complete faith in God that had been absent before. I cannot explain it any other way. I realized how lucky I was and how God had been there all along. That's not to say it has all been easy since I woke up. I had to relearn everything, my husband and I divorced, I had to have a tubal because of the aneurysm. But I have found a way to praise God for everything, and to see the bright side. My husband and I are working things out and there are so many children that need homes. There were and still are days when all I want to do is cry, but God is amazing and has led me to find peace in little victories. Like when I first climbed up and down steps even though I was afraid, or when I got up in front of the church to sing although I was scared to death.
I guess if I had anything to say it would be this, don't ever think that there is nothing good for you, there is. Don't ever believe that you cannot accomplish something, you can. Never doubt yourself, you are amazing. And to young girls and women, never settle for anything less than what God promises you. You may come from a broken home or horrible background, but if God can make something beautiful from the mess I was he can do the same for you. He loves you and I do too. It will be alright, God is always there just waiting for you to ask for his help. He has a plan, you were meant for greatness.
And as for all the hate and anger, It is amazing what God can do with it if you let him.. The enemy will to everything he can to keep you mired down in hate, but it doesn't do anything for you. It doesn't accomplish anything good at all, love does. Love is all that matters in the end.....
I have known and loved the Lord from an early age, but looking back I know I didn't recognize his hands in my life. My early life was not pretty, I have physical and emotional scars that have taken a long time to heal. But through all the turmoil and abuse, my God was there. He was there and I didn't know it. I came to personally know the Lord at 9 years old, I was baptized and forgiven, but I had yet to forgive. I went through those years with my Dad with hate. Hate for the Mother who abandoned me, hate for the ex step-father who couldn't keep his hands off of me, hate for the Father who didn't know any other way of communication but yelling and violence. I had plenty to go around and blamed everyone else for my problems but myself. Little did I know that the Lord had a plan. I spent my high school years trying to get the best grades and get myself out of that house. When I finally did I found out just how unprepared I was. I sulked back home with my tail between my legs. The issues that I had never worked through finally broke to the surface as I did everything I could to rebel against the God I thought had forgotten about me. I didn't manage my money at all, even worse I ran from guy to guy seeking the love I never got at home. Eventually I ended up in Arkansas with my Mom and let's just say it wasn't easy at first. We had issues we had never worked through and the walls I built to keep them buried started cracking. Eventually I met and married a wonderful man, but we weren't ready for what lay ahead of us. It was an uphill climb from the start. I quickly realized that I knew nothing about the man I had promised my life to. People always say that marriage is hard, they neglect to tell you just how hard. I was prepared for hard, this was almost unbearable. Sure we had good times, but more often than not, we were fighting. He will be quick to say that the biggest problems were his, but that would be a lie. My unresolved issues with ex Step-dad and Dad quickly snowballed into me not being able to trust or commit myself fully to our marriage. We were living apart in 2009, I was going up there on the weekends, but for all intents and purposes, we were separated. I wouldn't find this out until later, but he was going to file for divorce that next week. I had just gotten to the house after driving all day, we had eaten and retired for the evening when I had the worst headache of my life. I quickly became numb completely on my right side and my speech was starting to slur. My husband quickly called 911 and his parents. The aneurysm I never knew I had burst, causing a stroke. I woke up a few weeks later with no other thought than for my husband. I knew from the moment I came to that he and I were meant to be. I also had a complete faith in God that had been absent before. I cannot explain it any other way. I realized how lucky I was and how God had been there all along. That's not to say it has all been easy since I woke up. I had to relearn everything, my husband and I divorced, I had to have a tubal because of the aneurysm. But I have found a way to praise God for everything, and to see the bright side. My husband and I are working things out and there are so many children that need homes. There were and still are days when all I want to do is cry, but God is amazing and has led me to find peace in little victories. Like when I first climbed up and down steps even though I was afraid, or when I got up in front of the church to sing although I was scared to death.
I guess if I had anything to say it would be this, don't ever think that there is nothing good for you, there is. Don't ever believe that you cannot accomplish something, you can. Never doubt yourself, you are amazing. And to young girls and women, never settle for anything less than what God promises you. You may come from a broken home or horrible background, but if God can make something beautiful from the mess I was he can do the same for you. He loves you and I do too. It will be alright, God is always there just waiting for you to ask for his help. He has a plan, you were meant for greatness.
And as for all the hate and anger, It is amazing what God can do with it if you let him.. The enemy will to everything he can to keep you mired down in hate, but it doesn't do anything for you. It doesn't accomplish anything good at all, love does. Love is all that matters in the end.....
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