I heard someone's conversation yesterday. Something they were saying made me ponder my life, my space... "Memories are what we make. We need to fill the space we live in with them. The longer we live in a space, the fuller we should have meaningful memories." Wow. Is the space of my life full of meaningful memories? Or are they mundane? What about my family? What memories do they have that impact their lives?
What if I purposed everyday to make lasting memories that were full of laughter, meaning, tears, touches, bonding, patience... I love my job. There are days that I fall into the 'same ole routine'. But there are days when something happens and laughter burst forth. And for the rest of the day, there are little snickers, giggles, and grins. Those are the memories I want to fill up my spaces.
I love my family. There have been times where there are those 'heart to heart' talks. Tears are shed, hugs are received, pain is shared. But in those moments of prayer and holding one another, memories are filling up my spaces.
Wherever I go, whether it's grocery shopping or moving to a new home, I want to fill the spaces to capacity with meaningful memories. Life is too short not to.....
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Thursday, May 12, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Rise.....
I love movies. I always have. I can watch a movie over and over and over. Many times God speaks to me through movies. Some of my favorites are: While You Were Sleeping, Princess Bride, King Arthur, Robin Hood (Russell Crowe). Some great lines are in these movies. From King Arthur, "No man fears to kneel before the God he trusts." O how sweet that is.
I grew up in "religion". You know, can't dance, can't wear make-up, can't go roller skating because of the satan music they play.... One day I asked my mom what I "could" do. She was speechless. Through my walk I have discovered an intimate relationship with "God". He is my Heavenly Abba, my Daddy. That may offend some, but the closeness has given me the privilege to know Him that way. Another one of my favorites is NCIS. There is a scene in season 8 where Ziva David is looking for her father. She goes to the synagogue where he is hiding out and she starts at the back of the building crying out his name. Abba, Abba, Abba..... As I watched, I heard that soft Voice say, "That is what I want My children to do. Walk into a situation, a place, enemy's territory and cry out My Name, Abba, Daddy, Father, and I will rush in." There is no fear to humble myself before Daddy who I trust. I trust Him with my life, my family, my finances, my future. He knows my pain, my joys, my tears, and my laughter.
In Robin Hood, "Rise and rise again until lambs become lions" is echoed. It is said to mean 'never give up'. In my life I have had to rise and rise again, never giving up. I lived in a household where depression was hid. I married into a family that did not accept me. I lost a child. I battled and AM completely healed of two cancers, I have been told 3 times I will die (ha). I have lost a marriage, I have walked though a horrible divorce. I have fought for my children's rights and protection. I have been accused of horrible things. I have been lied to, stabbed in the back, deceived, used, abused....BUT I rise and rise again. See, even the Word of God says a righteous man falls seven times, but he gets up again (Proverbs 24:16). We must rise and rise again. We must become lions for our generation and the generations to come.
I was texting with a family member and sharing stories of my aunt (his grandmother). In sharing life stories we encourage others by examples of warriors rising up. She had to rise and rise again to fight for her children's children's children. She is her grandson's rock, demonstration of faith here on earth, instructions on how to live life and live it boldly. Rise and rise again is for the humble, faithful, loyal, trustworthy, righteous, determined, lovers of the Most High God. Sometimes in our struggles we feel like King Arthur standing all alone on the hill ready to face the whole Saxon army. But I know I have reinforcements in the unseen realm. I have angels of the Lord's Army standing beside me, Holy Spirit raging in me, and the Holy Word flowing from my deep inner soul.
I want at the end of my life (I tell my kids I am living to be 103) on my gravestone it to be written "And the Legacy Begins". What are you rising for? What are you leaving behind? Pain struck, empty victims or faith filled, battle ready warriors.....
I grew up in "religion". You know, can't dance, can't wear make-up, can't go roller skating because of the satan music they play.... One day I asked my mom what I "could" do. She was speechless. Through my walk I have discovered an intimate relationship with "God". He is my Heavenly Abba, my Daddy. That may offend some, but the closeness has given me the privilege to know Him that way. Another one of my favorites is NCIS. There is a scene in season 8 where Ziva David is looking for her father. She goes to the synagogue where he is hiding out and she starts at the back of the building crying out his name. Abba, Abba, Abba..... As I watched, I heard that soft Voice say, "That is what I want My children to do. Walk into a situation, a place, enemy's territory and cry out My Name, Abba, Daddy, Father, and I will rush in." There is no fear to humble myself before Daddy who I trust. I trust Him with my life, my family, my finances, my future. He knows my pain, my joys, my tears, and my laughter.
In Robin Hood, "Rise and rise again until lambs become lions" is echoed. It is said to mean 'never give up'. In my life I have had to rise and rise again, never giving up. I lived in a household where depression was hid. I married into a family that did not accept me. I lost a child. I battled and AM completely healed of two cancers, I have been told 3 times I will die (ha). I have lost a marriage, I have walked though a horrible divorce. I have fought for my children's rights and protection. I have been accused of horrible things. I have been lied to, stabbed in the back, deceived, used, abused....BUT I rise and rise again. See, even the Word of God says a righteous man falls seven times, but he gets up again (Proverbs 24:16). We must rise and rise again. We must become lions for our generation and the generations to come.
I was texting with a family member and sharing stories of my aunt (his grandmother). In sharing life stories we encourage others by examples of warriors rising up. She had to rise and rise again to fight for her children's children's children. She is her grandson's rock, demonstration of faith here on earth, instructions on how to live life and live it boldly. Rise and rise again is for the humble, faithful, loyal, trustworthy, righteous, determined, lovers of the Most High God. Sometimes in our struggles we feel like King Arthur standing all alone on the hill ready to face the whole Saxon army. But I know I have reinforcements in the unseen realm. I have angels of the Lord's Army standing beside me, Holy Spirit raging in me, and the Holy Word flowing from my deep inner soul.
I want at the end of my life (I tell my kids I am living to be 103) on my gravestone it to be written "And the Legacy Begins". What are you rising for? What are you leaving behind? Pain struck, empty victims or faith filled, battle ready warriors.....
Thursday, April 7, 2011
An Outcast....
Heard a song today. I have heard it a few times and really liked it. It was almost a drawing towards it. So I looked up the lyrics and it describes ME. It made me think about my life, past and present. It made me ponder questions that resonated in my spirit. Do I stand my ground? The Words He has given me, do I fight for them? At what cost? Do I give in?
My whole life, I have been different... I have never "fit in" or been the "popular" one. Only because of maturity is there now a filter on what I speak out loud. But in my intimate times, Daddy and I have had some interesting conversations. So the first fight (yes I said first, there were others) I was in was because a girl said I was always smiling. When I stood up to her, ducked on her first punch, but made contact between my fist and her cheek, we became close friends. She told me I was the first girl to not take her 'crap' and stand up for who I was. How many times does the enemy throw punches and we compromise while taking his 'crap'. We are to stand up for what we believe.
As an adult, do I still get into fights? You bet! My relationship with my Daddy is always under attack from the enemy. I have to fight to spend time in prayer, soaking, reading His Word, talking, or just being with Him on a moment by moment basis. Sometimes I say things that cut and offend others. I support issues close to His heart that are, in today society, controversial. (Pro Life, Man & Woman Marriages, His Word is Truth)
As for my family, totally! I walked through a very painful and ugly divorce. I fought for my children, I fought against abuse, I fought for wholeness in our lives. This is a moment by moment effort because the fight is still going on. Covering the family with prayer, love, joy, security, and hope.
As for my health, absolutely! By His stripes I am healed... I have been healed of two cancers: Choriocarcinoma and Leukemia. I have been told three times I was going to die. I have fought, and still fighting, thyroid disease, adrenal fatigue, and celiac disease. HA, they don't know who my Daddy is! I am healed. I declare it daily.
In 2 Timothy 4:7, Paul states, "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have remained faithful..." What I am living for is so much better than what the world has to offer. I don't follow all the rules 'they' make, I don't sugar coat what is undeniable, I am an outcast. What I believe makes me strong because in Him the weak are strong.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfJ2-N5EGRY
My whole life, I have been different... I have never "fit in" or been the "popular" one. Only because of maturity is there now a filter on what I speak out loud. But in my intimate times, Daddy and I have had some interesting conversations. So the first fight (yes I said first, there were others) I was in was because a girl said I was always smiling. When I stood up to her, ducked on her first punch, but made contact between my fist and her cheek, we became close friends. She told me I was the first girl to not take her 'crap' and stand up for who I was. How many times does the enemy throw punches and we compromise while taking his 'crap'. We are to stand up for what we believe.
As an adult, do I still get into fights? You bet! My relationship with my Daddy is always under attack from the enemy. I have to fight to spend time in prayer, soaking, reading His Word, talking, or just being with Him on a moment by moment basis. Sometimes I say things that cut and offend others. I support issues close to His heart that are, in today society, controversial. (Pro Life, Man & Woman Marriages, His Word is Truth)
As for my family, totally! I walked through a very painful and ugly divorce. I fought for my children, I fought against abuse, I fought for wholeness in our lives. This is a moment by moment effort because the fight is still going on. Covering the family with prayer, love, joy, security, and hope.
As for my health, absolutely! By His stripes I am healed... I have been healed of two cancers: Choriocarcinoma and Leukemia. I have been told three times I was going to die. I have fought, and still fighting, thyroid disease, adrenal fatigue, and celiac disease. HA, they don't know who my Daddy is! I am healed. I declare it daily.
In 2 Timothy 4:7, Paul states, "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have remained faithful..." What I am living for is so much better than what the world has to offer. I don't follow all the rules 'they' make, I don't sugar coat what is undeniable, I am an outcast. What I believe makes me strong because in Him the weak are strong.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfJ2-N5EGRY
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