Saturday, January 7, 2017

I Challenge You This Year

This may be one of the most important posts I have ever written.

“Prayer does not equip us for greater works,
Prayer is the greater work.”
Oswald Chambers 
My Utmost for His Highest

Every Saturday evening I try to post this on face book and twitter:

pray for your pastor
 From Precept Ministries

So many of my friends are in the ministry, married to a minister or at least attend a church. I ache for those in ministry as I often read about sin taking over their lives. I’ve been there. I’ve lived that. It’s devastating and in hindsight, I wish I would have asked more people to pray for me. For us.

So as we begin a new year, I challenge you, dear reader, to take time each week – I’m not even asking that you do this daily – but if you think of it - that would be good, too. But weekly - pray for your Pastor and his family. (I’m going old school with my grammar here and “his” is generic for his/her.) (Please, don’t criticize my use of “his.”)

Each time you think of someone in ministry just shoot up a special prayer.

These are the people we depend on for so much – then when they show us their human side – we turn on them so quickly.

I don’t now and never have believed we should put those in ministry on a pedestal. We should never judge them – but hold them accountable in love just as we would one another.

I don’t expect more from my Pastor’s than I do from myself in my Christian walk. Do you? Are you expecting this human with flesh and bones to be more than you are or are willing to become?  Give them more understanding. Give them more of your encouragement. And Prayer. Say more prayers for them. Because not everyone treats them as if they are human. Many expect them to be more.

More spiritual. More pure. More perfect.

They are men called by God. But still in their human bodies making human decisions with the help of God. Just like you and I.

We are a critical people. It’s so easy to pick on that person speaking from the pulpit. It’s so easy to be critical of the one leading our youth - Leading our children. 

So my challenge is for you to pray for our Ministers – our Pastors. Write it on your calendar if you have a hard time remembering them. Write them on your prayer request list if you have one

 pray for your pastor and family.

Monday, December 5, 2016

The Sexiest Man Alive

According to People Magazine Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson is the Sexiest Man Alive! – in 2016.
Sexiest Man

I was in Barnes and Noble Christmas shopping the week this hit the stands. (Sorry, Josie, didn’t buy any books for you!! I can’t keep up with what you’ve read!)

Anyway, I’m one of those customers who read the covers of everything that is in the check out lines! So, when I noticed this edition of People I thought to myself “He is nice to look at!” Smile

Then my thoughts continued -  0f course they did, you’re thinking!!

We all know – or I hope we all know, once we’ve reached a certain age – for some it’s much younger than others – but we have an understanding that the package doesn’t always tell us  what’s inside.

The Sexiest Man Alive?? I think my idea of sexy and People’s idea of sexy may be two different things.

(I apologize to my readers who are uncomfortable with my use of the word sexy)

For me:

The sexiest man alive is the man who makes me laugh. The man who cares for me and is not ashamed to let others see it.

A sexy man is a man who loves God and follows Him first and unconditionally.

He’s the man who works beside me in our church and volunteers with me, we serve together.

He is caring and kind.

He is a man of integrity and high moral standards without being judgmental.

He is a man who makes me feel good about myself.

He is sexy because he lets me show him how much I care for him.

He is sure of who he is and loves life.

The sexiest man alive has absolutely nothing to do with how he looks, really. Because if he is all these characteristics  – he is the most handsome man there is! or as People states it – “The Sexiest Man” – to me!

Disclaimer: Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson actually may be all these things – if so, Kudos to him – then he really is the sexiest man alive – to his wife!!

Wednesday, November 30, 2016


I have a twitter account – and I’ve posted on my blog before how much I enjoy it. HERE is the post!

One of the reasons I have felt so comfortable with twitter is because many of my friends from face book don’t have a twitter account. I’m more open with my comments on twitter. – However, I did uninstall twitter on my phone during the elections. I decided I like people – “my friends” more if I don’t know how they believe or what they believe or who they believe in.

Okay, so sorry – I’m rambling. Back to the purpose of my post. Normal.
Today I tweeted:

Believe it or not, I usually shy away from the dramatics. I dislike posts that are begging for someone to ask “what’s happening?”  or “what’s wrong?” but from my post today you probably can’t tell that I shy away from these dramatics.

Well, I forgot my dear friend Deb S. has her twitter account set to get notifications of my tweets!!! I love that girl!!

So she immediately sent me a text asking about my tweet.

I guess I thought mourning would lessen over time. – and I guess it has some – it’s just I thought I would be more “normal” in my emotions, in my life by now.

I am still depressed, I am still at a loss as to what to do with my life. Good grief, I’m 63 years old – why don’t I have things figured out by now??? It’s just really so frustrating to me.

I’m sure family and friends are tired of hearing me say “I think I will…. “ Then I never do and nothing changes.

My daughter's reaction to my comment -
"I'm going to do one of three things - I'm going to sell everything and  move to New York City, or I'm going to get a tattoo or I'm going to sell everything and buy an RV and live in it." 
Her response? "WHY on earth would you live in an RV???"  
REALLY? This was what she was worried about??

And trust me - these aren't the only ideas I've come up with.

I still have to DRAG myself out of bed most mornings. I still wake up during the night and have a hard time getting back to sleep. I still procrastinate all the things Randy did and now I need to do them.

I am at a loss. Literally. I am longing for normal and I don’t want where I am right now to be normal.

So my dearest Deb!!! – this is the exclamation of my tweet!! Smile
I love ya, Girlie!