This morning before I started my Bible study, I started to think about where we are as a nation and my heart began to grieve. I thought to myself, how can I say that I love God, with all heart and all my soul and hate my neighbor. Please don’t misunderstand my message here, I don’t have to condone or support behaviors that are in violation of God’s law, I will not do that, but I can love you and show you kindness because that is what God does for me daily.
God is the creator and Jesus died for every single one of us on this planet. It is through his blood that we can have salvation.
So, that made me think again as to why there is this push and desire to segregate ourselves. Who benefits from division and segregation? It certainly isn’t me or anyone else that I know.
Hear me out, we aren’t going to agree on everything, because all of us come from different backgrounds and experiences. In my case, my Christian faith supersedes every man made philosophy or belief system because it is imperfect and very likely against God’s will for my life.
Let me be clear here, if we have disagreements on certain topics, I can assure you, it will not be based on the color of your skin. God has already addressed this in Acts 17:26 and Romans 2:11& 12.
Besides, I have too many friends that look nothing like me, that have been by my side many times when I needed them. If we can’t get past all of this color/race nonsense of one race being superior/ inferior to another then we are absolutely doomed as a nation.
It is my prayer that we can one day have in our hearts to be united as Americans instead of unhappy, warring tribes.
Enjoy the “long weekend.” That is what Memorial Day represents to Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, who currently preside over our country as President and Vice President. It is still unbelievable to me that two people who have only been politicians, have zero business acumen or the ability to relate to the average American are now in charge of the management of our great nation.
The history around Memorial Day is a bit mixed, there is history that a group of newly freed slaves in Charleston, SC, actually celebrated the first Memorial Day in 1865. But it was in 1966, that the federal government declared Waterloo, New York as the official birthplace of what we now refer to as Memorial Day. Regardless of the origin of this holiday, the purpose is to remember the sacrifice of many brave men and women, who gave their lives for freedom.
Freedom. In just 14 months, I have watched people that I know and love hand over their precious gift of freedom (endowed to them by God) to the most corrupt, immoral, depraved government we have ever had in this country without question, out of fear. It has been like watching a movie, believing at some point that they would wake up and see the truth. To no avail, they are still asleep.
It seems that no amount of facts or evidence will work for those deeply entrenched in the belief that the government’s role is to keep them safe. It is not the role of the government to keep you safe from illness and certainly not worth sacrificing your freedom and posterity to corrupt politicians. Alas, when they do awaken from their deep sleep, by all estimates it will be too late.
I have tried to walk away from this fight, many times, but it is just not in my nature or character to give up, when I know that so much is at stake. As a Christian, it is my duty to proclaim what is true, because there are people who are listening and want to find the light. So, as is recorded in Galatians 6:9, “And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.” I will not give up and I will not turn off my light.
We must never forget.
What a beautiful and glorious day here in Northwest Georgia. I just finished listening to an inspirational message about mother’s from dare I say my favorite evangelist, Chad Garrett at IndianLand church of Christ (churchofchristindianland.org) and I felt encouraged to write a post about the importance and necessity of biblical mothers in 2021.
As a divorced mother of two children, I feel like I am failing most days. Almost like, I just can’t get it all done even though in my heart I desire to do so. Going back in time I could never have imagined that at this stage of my life, it would still be this hard, but it is. Because well my son, has health challenges that require much more of me than the typical child would need at the age of ten.
Please don’t see this as a complaint or resentment, it is just a reflection of what is and my everyday reality. This is part of my story. But I don’t plan to be defined by it. My daily is prayer is that God will give me just what I need for each day ahead and that I will be grateful. That is what I want and need.
I want to count it all a joy, when the laundry is clean but not folded. I want to count it all joy, when we have good nourishing food to eat, but maybe the pots don’t get washed and put away immediately following. I want to count it all a joy, when maybe we didn’t finish the lessons that we planned for the day, but my daughter mastered whatever we did cover.
I want to believe that my children will know that in my failures, I never gave up or walked away. That even in my exhaustion, I put my faith in God and believed that He would give me the provisions for one more day. Even when I can’t process another step in my weary mind.
A scripture that I’ve read many times stood out to me today, because well maybe it was what God especially needed me to hear because the last week has been so brutal (a story for another day). It says this, “Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.” Proverbs 31:30
That is the point, the woman who puts all of her faith in God is able to do all the things. While I fall short often, I am thankful and grateful that God gives me grace and forgiveness.
I want to encourage you as a wife, mother, or wherever you are in your life to believe that you matter and are loved, no matter how messy you believe your life to be. You are far more precious than rubies and you cannot be replaced.
God needs more mothers to put Him first as an example to her husband and to her children. We may never be perfect, but we can certainly be complete in Christ Jesus.
I can do all things through him who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13
Happy Mother’s Day!
I sat in my van this afternoon and cried real tears. Not because of one thing or someone, but because I’ve been carrying weight that for most people would be too hard to carry. Sure, people admire me for what I do, they give me praise and pats on the back. In fact, just today a friend called me her hero. I don’t feel like anyone’s hero. Yesterday, another friend said something similar.
Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate being noticed and admired. But there are just times when I wish I could just hand off some of my responsibilities to someone else, not forever, but at least for a little while.
Perhaps my heart is a little heavier, because while speaking to a dear sister in Christ yesterday, I had to acknowledge that I have no plan B. It’s just God, me and my kids. I mean, if anything were to happen to me, I literally have no one in this world that I could leave my children with. This last year has taught me that. Maybe that is why the tears appeared and wouldn’t stop flowing. Even as I type this post, I feel a little teary eyed.
Life is funny in that way. At some point, you have to face the truth; our lives are truly a vapor and just like that can be gone.
So, when people ask me why I push myself so hard to build my health and wellness business, that’s easy, two words, Emily and Ethan. It is my plan ABCDEF and G. There is no greater industry than this one. It’s very foundation is love and service. God is the owner and I am merely his steward.
While I don’t always appreciate this journey, I thank God that he chose me. I thank him because he saw me and decided that I was worth saving even when I didn’t see myself as worth the trouble.
Today, was not one of my finest days, but it is far from being the worst. And if the Lord wills it, tomorrow will be another opportunity to grow closer to him and to improve upon what I got right today.
I will not give up and I will not fail. Emily and Ethan need me and I need them too.
How do you know that you have landed in the right place?
When you show up in a place you’ve never been and spend the weekend with Facebook friends that you have never met and they love on you like Jesus would and they talk about how the foundation of our businesses should be built upon the solid rock of Jesus Christ.
And then you spend an evening sitting together to sing hymnals and to pray and share testimonies.
When I got on that road to Tennessee last Thursday, I was excited to meet up with my team to learn all the things to build my Plexus business, my pen and notepad were ready.
Instead what I learned was how to love more and how to serve more, so that God could be glorified by this business.
I know, I have heard the comments, many of which are valid, but at it’s core, this business is about serving and giving and growing in Christ.
My heart is overflowing from all the laughter, hugs and genuine love that I have never experienced in all my years of working.
If you want hope and an opportunity to love and to serve, then I am inviting you to a experience a better way.