tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206426221762505732024-03-13T11:21:20.233-07:00Dear Godstephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-31323612300514349152013-08-13T19:29:00.001-07:002013-08-13T19:53:18.342-07:00Hello, GoodbyeI'm not ready to write this post. I'm never good at goodbyes. I don't know where to begin, because I feel like I have too much to say and so much to write. I know God has led me back home...I've always called it my "home". Illinois. Where my parents and brother are, where I hope someday my sister will be. It's where I grew up. I never considered Michigan my home, and I never truly considered Indiana my home either. Excited isn't the word - "ready" is more like it. I'm ready to be back in Illinois.<br />
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Yet, when one moves, there are always goodbyes. That's just it...a GOOD bye. Happy. Positive. Good.<br />
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I'm not sad about leaving Indiana. Yeah, I'm actually more devastated that I am not teaching; starting a new school year. That is the worst thing for me right now. For the past seven years, the night before a new school year begins I pick out my "first day" outfit and have trouble sleeping. Tonight, however, I can stay up late, watch Netflix, and pack. I hate tonight. <br />
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I know God lead me to be a teacher. I know He knows my heart is in the classroom, with the students.<br />
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Today and tonight, I met up with some of the coolest, sweetest, young adults I know. My former students who have made such an impact on my life - and I hope I made a strong impact on theirs as well. I could go on and on about them, and how much I depend on my students throughout the year for laughter and insight and reality checks, how much they each teach me, how much they impact my life...but actually I could probably write a novel about it.<br />
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Maybe someday I will.<br />
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My brain is racing. My thoughts scattered.<br />
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I don't have a job. I won't be teaching. I'm saying goodbye to some great co-workers, college friends, and new friends. I love this town - city feel and country feel. I hate packing and moving. I haven't slept well in two weeks because I'm so stressed out. Our new place is ghetto and I hate it. So much to do...get a new license, register my care. I won't have insurance. Find a new vet.....Ugh!<br />
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There. Done. I let it all out. Vent.<br />
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Move on. Get over it.<br />
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So, I'm looking towards the positive. The future. Lord, you know my faults. You know when it comes to my own life I don't always see the good so please help me with this. Just one of my many prayers to you tonight. I know I'm doing the right thing, just help me to see the light.<br />
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After all my boxes are packed...<br />
...my keys turned in<br />
...one final drive down my favorite road<br />
...my car gassed up and ready to go<br />
...my last HSE shirt given away<br />
...my voice lost at the last concert<br />
...my last sweet tea from McAllisters<br />
...my last cuss word at the lousy drivers in the round-abouts<br />
...my last interaction with the rent-a-cops at my apartment complex<br />
...my goodbyes said<br />
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...As I pass Purdue at Exit 178 and the windmill farm on I-65 Northbound...heading into Illinois on 80/94, and then on 355 N to my new apartment, remember...</div>
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...I can now have those Sunday night dinners I've always wanted to have with my parents</div>
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...I can now take my "little" brother to a bar and have a beer with him - whenever we want</div>
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...I can get to know AJ's family even better and become closer with them</div>
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...I will be living with the love of my life</div>
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...we won't be driving every weekend to see each other (yay saving money on gas!)</div>
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...AJ and I can find a church. together. and go together. </div>
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...new adventures await us</div>
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...I can now reconnect with my childhood friends from elementary school</div>
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...Phoenix can play with Cooper and Walley all the time</div>
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...I know AJ will help me anything and everything</div>
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...I don't have to cook for one and eat alone anymore</div>
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...movies during the week</div>
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...grocery shopping with AJ</div>
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...I'll be present for the Kaye family game nights and book club nights</div>
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...Chicago always has so much to do - plays, concerts, musicals, museums, the lake, etc. </div>
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...dinner with my former high school English teacher once things calm down</div>
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...and perhaps a new job? career? something else God will lead me towards.</div>
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...not doing it all alone anymore; AJ and I will be "doing" life together</div>
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...Phoenix will have a daddy</div>
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...family family family family</div>
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Finishing this post, I realized it's just what I needed. </div>
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I am ready. </div>
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Ready to go home.<br />
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<i>Dear God, it's me...tonight I ask that you help me to continue to see the good, the possibilities, and all the love I have in my future. Whatever happens in the next month or so, I know I am loved by You, AJ, and my family. Help me to recognize that, especially when I get stressed out. Please watch over me with my finances as I continue to try to find a job. Please lead me down the right path to a teaching job or another career field in which you know I will do good and enjoy. I trust that You have a plan for me and while I cannot see it clearly at the moment, it will all make sense someday. Thank you for guiding me to this point. Even though it's hard to say goodbye, the future is a bit unknown, and the uncertainty of "what ifs" is scary, I am confident that You will make it all OK. It's all gonna be ok. Most of all, it will be fine because of love. For once in my life, I get it. LOVE is the most important. With love, all things are truly possible. Thank you for helping me to see that, even in this time of slight fear. In YOUR name, Amen.</i></div>
<br />stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-55031550730176563072013-07-14T19:39:00.002-07:002013-07-14T19:39:21.603-07:00Wisdom and Learning"To gain understanding that wisdom may be vouchsafed to me..."<br />
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As I said in my last post, I wanted to learn something new each day or so and share it with others. So...I didn't really do what I had planned, but I did come away with a bit more. Sure, I learned a few things but they were not simple, basic, cheesy, things. It wasn't like I learned a new word each day, or looked up a random piece of information (Ok, but I did learn that apparently baby dolphins are born with mustaches...ha ha). Here is what I did take away from the last two weeks...Some of these are "duh" lessons, and some are ones that really hit home. All of them though, are lessons that I feel every Christian should be aware of. And that is truly what I wanted to do...take lessons that I have learned and share them with others. So here you go:<br />
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<li>Besides Him, family is truly the most important thing in the world. Never underestimate your parents' advice. No matter how annoying a sibling may get, be thankful that you have someone in your life in which you can share your childhood memories...and talk to about your parents when they get on your nerves! :) </li>
<li>To each their own. I know...so cliche right? I often find myself judging how others raise their children. I am not a parent. Who am I to say what's right and what's wrong? Even if I did have my own children, everyone has their own family dynamics. Everyone has been raised in different ways. What I think is right or wrong may not be the same to someone else. This leads me to #3...</li>
<li>Do not judge others. Only God can judge, and even then, I doubt He really does. I've realized that we all judge. I've realized that I need to stop comparing myself to others and their lives. One way I stopped myself from doing this is that I took myself out of the equation. I am no longer "friends with" or "followers of" people I tended to compare myself with or judge or want to be like. I tell you what - my life is already better. I no longer feel the need to look them up or see their posts and pictures and compare my life to theirs or judge them. Unfortunately, I took the easy way out - I should maybe have taught myself self-control, but hey, I have to start somewhere. </li>
<li>You cannot please everyone. Example: camping with 14 people - including 5 young children - is hard. Everyone wants to do different things. Example: young boys and girls like to do different things. Girls may like to be more crafty. Boys may want to play more sports. The answer: take turns and compromise. </li>
<li>Patience is truly a virtue. (N. a behavior showing high moral standards, or a quality considered morally good or desirable in a person. Thank you Google Search.). I don't have patience. I realize I need to work on it. I need patience. Lord, I pray each night for patience and I will continue to do so. I don't have patience with my students, with my dog, with my boyfriend, with my brother, with myself, with my job search, with beginning my new life in IL...the list goes on and on...</li>
<li>Dog spelled backwards is God. I know, this is a cheesy one. But if you are a dog lover, then you know just how true this is! I could do (and I will now that I'm saying it...) an entire post on what every Christian should learn from a dog....love it!!!!</li>
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To relate this all back to the first line of the Alpha Gamma Delta Purpose, "To gain understanding that wisdom may be vouchsafed to me..." - I've realized something. God gave humans the ability to learn, teach others, comprehend, spread messages, write, communicate with others, etc. He gave us the gift of KNOWLEDGE. Why? So that we could learn and understand His teachings through the Gospel and Bible. Why do you think the saying, "Knowledge is Power" is so common? Think about it. Knowledge IS power. The Apostles had the knowledge of Christ, and wanted to spread it. They had "power" the governments did not like. Why do so many wars begin? Why do so many authors write about books being banned, or societies being limited to what they can learn? The more knowledge a person has, the more powerful they become. Why did men used to not want women to go to school or vote or read? Because women would have too much knowledge and begin to think for themselves - which would lead to them having a mind of their own and therefore gain power.... <div>
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Being a Christian is walking a life of faith. Being a Christian is living a Christian life. Being a Christian is doing Christian acts. Being a Christian is spreading His word. Being a Christian is <b>gaining knowledge</b> and <b>learning about Christ. </b>It is taking that <b>knowledge and learning from it - how to live and act like Christ and having the strength and power to deliver that message to others. </b></div>
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<i>My prayer: Dear God, I want to THANK YOU for giving us the ability to possess knowledge. To gain wisdom. It truly is a gift and one that we should always be seeking. You want Your people to learn. Not just Your teachings through Your word, but look at all You have put on this earth for us to learn!! Education is so valuable. You have given it to us - why do we take so much of it for granted??? I will always have a love for learning and I will do my best to learn more about Your teachings and ways to be a better Christian.</i></div>
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stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-89815077251996317962013-06-25T19:32:00.001-07:002013-07-01T05:31:56.405-07:00Living a life with purpose...This past weekend I had the best time reconnecting with some of my sorority sisters in our old chapter house. Wow, did that bring back sooooo many awesome memories, I sure miss those days. With that in mind, I decided that I really wanted to bring Alpha Gamma Delta back into my life...all of what it stands for, why I joined, and what it means to truly be an Alpha Gam. What better way to do that than to live out the Purpose? I love the Alpha Gamma Delta saying "Live a life of a Puropse" and therefore I decided to actually try it out. You may wonder why I am posting this on my "Dear God" blog and the answer is simple - I realized that much of living out this purpose - is very much like living a Christian life! I decided that I would try to focus on a new line each few weeks or so. Starting with the first line of the Purpose, "To gain understanding that wisdom may be vouchsafed to me..." In other words, to acquire intelligence of what is right / acknowledge that wisdom is a gift and therefore should be respected and appreciated. Being smart is a good thing - luckily I am a teacher and love learning and value education - so this is an easy one for me! In order to live out this line of the Purpose, I plan on learning on something new every day and sharing what I have learned with others. This could simply be a little tidbit or random fact, a new word, or maybe something more in depth like a new teaching strategy...but what better way to incorporate this with my "Dear God" blog but with learning something new from the Bible??? So, that's my plan...Stay tuned...a few things here and there as to what I have learned and taken with me...Thanks Alpha Gamma Delta and thanks to The Lord for supplying me with the idea and for being able to learn and gain so much more!!!! :)<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvqmISQnFgQj7STvDD_nRjYeLgG81nL3wIbqAb-Otk1s5HoNR3ZJy9fJIjV9lvUK9RZ7nnbJUvo8Baw_hLNxhF35vMK6VP4A9Dlgl43zCsr52B7v2iuB4H1oW_fOYKLkshFHuamxOkTQ/s640/blogger-image-2127252104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvqmISQnFgQj7STvDD_nRjYeLgG81nL3wIbqAb-Otk1s5HoNR3ZJy9fJIjV9lvUK9RZ7nnbJUvo8Baw_hLNxhF35vMK6VP4A9Dlgl43zCsr52B7v2iuB4H1oW_fOYKLkshFHuamxOkTQ/s640/blogger-image-2127252104.jpg"></a></div></div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-3719881626661659112013-02-16T18:50:00.002-08:002013-02-16T18:50:32.679-08:00Kindness. Honesty. Truth. I received this message last night through Facebook:<br />
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<i>"So, as part of Lent I am trying to be honest with people in a public way about things I really think are amazing or special about them. I don't want to write this on your wall because I am not sure of your comfort level, but I want to let you know how brave I think you are. I don't know what happened in your marriage, but I do know you are happy now and that is so very, very important in this life. We only have ONE life and it is far too important to spend it unhappy. So many women stay unhappy and married to the wrong person for a lifetime.I just wanted to say I am proud of you, I really admire your bravery, and I think it is so so great that you are in love and happy." </i></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's hard to put into words - either spoken or written - what I feel right now. I'm holding back some serious tears as I sit here in public. This message - from someone whom I share so much with (college sorority values, memories, friends, and spirit) and yet are like strangers (haven't really seen nor talked to in years, were never that super close) touched me in a way that I haven't felt in...well....a really long time. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This is the first, real, time that I am writing/talking publicly about the divorce...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I never made the divorce with my ex a real public thing. I was so embarrassed. No one in the world plans on getting a divorce. No one in the world dreams of one day getting married and then divorcing. As a child, you never say, "One day I'm gonna get a divorce!" I never talked to my best friends about it. I never confided in my parents about it. I did the entire divorce on my own - meaning not really telling anyone about it. I never posted about being unhappy on Facebook. I never posted a message that would really hint to people how unhappy I was. I mean, everyone else in the world seems so happy, right? Everyone posts the good stuff - no one posts the negative. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I felt like such a loser - and sometimes still do.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There I was: 30. Divorced. Moving from a house back to an apartment. Starting all over again. Living and working in a city I only moved to to start a life with "my husband". </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">At least that's what I thought anyway. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I didn't really know what others thought. I didn't talk to anyone about it. Not my parents. Not my friends. I didn't really have my neighbors anymore to talk to - I gave up <i>most</i> of them when I moved out. (Two of them, though, are still great friends of mine, and I'm so thankful for them!)</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">At one time I got really upset with my friends. No one ever called and asked me how I was doing. No one ever asked me to go out for a "girl's night" and forget about it all. No one ever asked what my new apartment was like. No one ever emailed me asking about it. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And then I realized. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I never really opened up to anyone about it. Again, I was so embarrassed. I didn't have faith or trust in my friends that they would respect my decision. I mean they are all so happy in their marriages, right? I figured they would judge me. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And let's be honest - they did judge me. They still do. Whether it's a good friend, or just an acquaintance, we all judge. I get that. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">No one really knew what I was going through - because I never told anyone. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">How could I expect something from someone who doesn't even know what's going on? I realized: me being upset, was me being selfish. I wanted pity. I wanted someone to feel sorry for me. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I understand my friends - they all knew what was going on, but I was the first person to get divorced of our "group" of friends - none of my friends have had to see a friend go through that. None of my friends knew how to bring it up. They all "knew" but didn't <i>know</i>. I couldn't be upset or mad at them for not asking me about it - when I was the one who didn't share anything about it. They felt awkward bringing it up like they would upset me. I totally get that! I'd be the same way if I was them!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I can tell you this, though: if you ever know someone who is going through a divorce - DO PRY. Do ask them if they are ok. It's tough. I look back at it all and I'm so proud of myself. I handled it the best way I knew how. Sure, I wish I would have done a lot of things differently - like confided in my friends more. I regret that so much. I should have let in some of my best friends - but I didn't, and now I know better. I've talked to them since, and I know now I can truly confide in them. I've learned that yes, we all judge each other, but at least I know that in the end, they will still be my friends. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So......how does this have to do anything with the Facebook message? With Christ? I mean, after all, my blog is "Dear God..." Well...a lot...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I've been dealing a lot, inside, with the guilt of divorce hanging over my head. I am a Christian. God does not like divorce. But I'm torn. God wants us to be happy, right? But he does not like divorce. So I got a divorce. And I'm happy. Does He forgive me? I know He sees my happiness, but is He upset with my decision? </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Can you see how I am torn? </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Now - to that FB message...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To be called BRAVE. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To have someone consider my COMFORT LEVEL. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To know that someone out there can see MY HAPPINESS. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To know that someone out there can see how IN LOVE I am.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To know that someone else realizes that this life is short and we only have one and that we DESRVE to be HAPPY.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To be PROUD of me for my decision. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">No one has said that to me before - expect for one person (the man I am with now - but he's kind of biased, ha! ;-) ). </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So to hear it from someone whom I am not super close with - makes it that more heartfelt and touching. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I know I did the right thing. I am more in love today than I knew was possible. Sometimes I don't think it's real - it's that amazing. This is what love should be. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I hate that my happiness was at the expense of someone else. That kills me. I pray for my ex all the time. I hope he finds true love and true happiness like I have found. It hurts me to know that he did not want this - but in the long run - I think he will see our marriage was rushed and wrong. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Being in a loveless, unhappy marriage is probably one of the worst ways to live a life. My heart goes out to anyone who is currently unhappy in their marriage, and I pray that they will find peace and the courage to either work it out, or step away from it. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I thank KMG for being honest. For opening up. For recognizing my unexpected plan in life. For taking the few minutes out of her busy day to write me a message and to make a huge impact on someone else's life - mine. To have the guts to say something to me about it. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I feel and am thinking so much more than I can write at the moment, but I just cannot put it into words. So I'll end it here.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Please look over and bless KMG, her family, and friends. Please reach out to her so that she knows that her short note meant a lot to me. She is truly spreading Your word through simple messages. Please give her strength to continue her plan with Lent so that she impacts others as she has me. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I pray to You, now, that I find peace in knowing that You do forgive me and You are happy for my happiness. I pray that I gain an understanding that it's ok to be happy. Please help me to know that it's ok to feel this loved. It's ok to admit my mistakes and move on. I pray that you bless the relationship that I am currently in and continue to show others that love is good. </span></div>
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stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-71242304715261814962013-01-06T18:47:00.003-08:002013-01-06T18:47:50.861-08:00New Year - Same old meI wish I could have titled this, "New Year, New Me", but in reality I'm still just the same person.<br />
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I wish I was more confident in who I am at this moment, and I'm only down on myself because looking back at this past year, I wish I would have done more -<br />
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<li>done more with my life in terms of my relationships with loved ones and friends</li>
<li>more with my life in terms of professionally and my career</li>
<li>more in my life in terms of what I want to accomplish like writing a book and blogging more and selling crafts</li>
<li>and of course more in my life in terms of my relationship with Christ</li>
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I have a "to blog about" list sitting right here next to me, and my hope is to get to that sometime this week....we will see....<br />
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Why am I not taking more time right now to blog???? Well, that's simple - I start work again tomorrow after having 18 days off - and I need all the sleep I can get at the moment before my life begins to revolve around 180 7th graders. :)stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-59688537153370195402012-10-08T17:50:00.001-07:002012-10-08T17:56:27.214-07:00Words that speak to me<div><p>I could not have said it better myself! Thanks to <a href="http://holleygerth.com">Holley Gerth's blog</a>, I know I'm not alone.  </p>
<p>She posted today: </p>
<p>"The reason why I write the way I do is because I need to hear it too.</p>
<p>Because sometimes I forget I’m loved.</p>
<p>Some nights it’s hard to wait for dawn.</p>
<p>Some moments I struggle to be strong.</p>
<p>I write what I need to remember. Words are the trail markers I leave on the journey of life so I can say, “Oh, yes, I’ve passed this way before. Now I know how to move past this place again.”</p>
<p>I’ve struggled with depression.</p>
<p>I was once diagnosed with social anxiety.</p>
<p>I’ve walked the valleys.</p>
<p>It’s not where I live now. But I’ve been there. And sometimes I go back.</p>
<p>Don’t we all?</p>
<p>I forget to tell you that sometimes–to say that if you ever get the idea I have it all together that you shouldn’t believe it. That I sweat and cry the ugly cry and have dust bunnies and bad hair days and I whine and I sometimes completely forget that I’m already amazing.</p>
<p>I write to find my way home.</p>
<p>I write to reconnect with Love.</p>
<p>I write to know I’m not alone. And because of you, I’m not.</p>
<p>Thanks for sharing the journey with me. In case you didn’t know, I appreciate you even more than words can convey. I’m glad we’re in this together.</p>
<p>Just as we are.</p>
<p>And not yet all we will be.</p>
<p>Our best is still ahead."</p>
<p>Goodness! It sounds just like what I wrote yesterday...in some ways. God is funny...the way He works is always surprising me and making me shake my head in awe....and then I smile, laugh, and say to myself, "I should have known He'd answer me!" </p>
<p>:)</p>
<p>God is GOOD. </p>
</div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-28927619783774442972012-10-07T09:55:00.001-07:002012-10-07T09:55:18.735-07:00Isaiah 41:10<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This is probably my favorite and most inspirational Bible verse: </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand." </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">If you know me well, you know that I tend to suffer from depression. It sucks. I'd like to say that it's something I can control; something that I can just stop from happening. But if you have ever been diagnosed with depression, you know that's not how it works. Things just happen - you get depressed about it - you say things you shouldn't - you feel things you don't want to feel - you think things you don't want to admit. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">I take medicine for it - I call them my "crazy drugs". I've been to see doctors - I call them my "crazy doctors". I'm ashamed of my depression and I am embarrassed about it. Why? I ask myself. Why me? Why God, am I like this?!?! </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Sometimes it overcomes me. It truly does take over. And for no reason at all. For once in my life, I'd like to say that I am happy. I have someone who loves me more than anything; and I can honestly say the same about him. I have a great job. My family is healthy, my friends are doing well, Autumn is here - my favorite season. Realistically, my life is GREAT. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Yet, last night, I took out all my anger, frustrations, and annoyance on the one person who loves me the most. I cried myself to sleep. I said things like, "I hate my life", "Why can't I know how to be happy?", "I need to go to church and pray for hope and patience that my life with turn around". I know I hurt the person who loves me most by saying these things because in reality - he has made my life better. Oh, and I didn't even go to church this morning. Strike. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">The sad thing is - I don't even know why I was crying last night. I don't even know what I was sad about. What I was depressed about. What is so bad with my life? Nothing. My life is really fantastic! </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">I cried last night, out loud, "Why God? Why am I like this? Why does this happen to me?" Of course, I didn't get an answer right away - and not an obvious answer of course. Instead I got two answers in unexpected ways: </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Ha, it's amazing what blogging / writing your thoughts out can really do for the soul. As I sit here (tears streaming down, in a public coffee shop, feeling embarrassed that everyone is looking at me cry...) and reflect, it all seems so easy. So simple. And maybe it all really is - simple. </span></span><br />
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<li>how I make it a goal of mine to know EACH of my students' names by day three - and I usually succeed. Shows them I VALUE each and every one of them as their own.</li>
<li>that every once in a while a parent email comes through that is POSITIVE and tells me how I make a difference or help their student - and it resonates for weeks. Makes all the bad emails worth it for just ONE awesome one. </li>
<li>that I cannot explain the JOY I have when the students and I get completely off the subject and instead share stories of our personal lives - and I can remember that they are only 12/13 and still just KIDS. I can relive my own MEMORIES through them. </li>
<li>it's a BLESSING to go to work for 180 days and know that each day will be different and fun and unexpected. FLEXIBILITY is key. </li>
<li>that my job may not supply me with the best technology but that it does supply me with joy, freedom to teach, respect, gratitude, and the chance to meet 180 UNIQUE individuals. Everyone brings something DIFFERENT to the class. </li>
<li>that you don't become a teacher to get RICH with money. But that you end up so much richer in ways that really matter because of the STUDENTS.</li>
<li>it's so cool to be able to create unique lessons that represent US and show our students who WE are as individuals. Let us be their ROLE MODEL. </li>
<li>that over the summer I only HOPE to bump into students because I miss them. They make my life BRIGHTER. </li>
<li>that I ADMIRE and look up to my students. I only hope I TEACH them as much as they teach me. </li>
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I found this prayer for teachers online - no one claims to have written it - but it really stuck with me. It pretty much sums up what I want from this school year. </div>
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Lord, guide me to be a teacher who impacts my students in a positive, loving way. Let them look at me and have them find your glory. </div>
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stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-51654925189397168252012-07-03T18:24:00.002-07:002012-07-03T18:24:45.809-07:00Freedom, Liberties, and Independence...DayWith July 4th being tomorrow, there is so much hype in this country. Sales are right around the corner at tons of stores, families and neighbors and friends all gathering for bbq's, grills are being gassed up and lit, bottle rockets are flying, and [hopefully] somewhere fireworks are being set off (I say "hopefully" because most counties in the state of IN have placed firework bans because of the extreme dry conditions).<br />
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We, as Americans, take this one day specifically as a time to celebrate our freedoms and liberties of living in the United States. I understand the importance of having <i>one</i> day to focus on such a right and gather to celebrate. There's something to say about the unity of all coming together to honor the same principle. In no way am I saying that having a specific day to celebrate is wrong! But, I started thinking today how many of us probably take those freedoms and liberties for granted. Why do we only pause this <i>one specific</i> day to recognize all that we have as Americans? We should do it more often! And why not? Who doesn't like a good party with family and friends?<br />
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Then I began thinking some more...about freedoms, liberties, and independence...and being a Christian. We have July 4th as a day to celebrate these ideals as Americans, but what about having <i>one specific </i>day in which we take time and focus on our freedoms, liberties, and independence that we receive by becoming a Christian? There is no day for that - no day in which we all gather together and grill out or light up the sky with dynamite to show our honor and appreciation towards Christ. Sure, some would say we do that every week at church - but I'm talking about a <i>celebration; a party!</i> How many of us take these values of being a Christian for granted?<br />
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<li>Independence: Well, those of us who are believers all got to that point at different times and stages of our lives. It was an independent experience, and will continue to be. Each of has a unique journey.</li>
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What better way to celebrate <i>independence</i>, than that of the day each of us chose to surrender our lives over to Him?<i> </i>Wouldn't it be cool if we each had our own Independence Day? We would celebrate the day we submitted our lives to Christ and let Him lead. It would be the day we admitted to ourselves, to Him, and to others that He has control of our lives and we don't. Light up the fireworks - draw words in the air with sparklers - and eat a lot of hot dogs and brownies - Let freedom ring! For I am declaring myself a Christian! Doesn't that sound awesome?!?! (<i>Now, I'm still on my path to getting to this point, but let me tell you - I cannot wait for that day, and surely, I should probably throw a party when that day comes!) </i><br />
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When it comes down to being a Christian and what's truly important in our lives, where is the focus usually at between these two "Independence Days"? What do we celebrate more? Being a free and independent nation? Or being a free and independent Christian? For which one do we throw a big party and gather and celebrate with loved ones? </div>
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I think it's safe to say that our Founding Fathers had something in mind when they decided on the sayings, "In God We Trust" and "One Nation Under God," to be present in and on so many important pieces of American history and literature. </div>
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<i>Lord, thank you for allowing us the rights and liberties we have as Americans in this country. Thank you for all those who have fought to protect us over the years and continue to do so. Please watch over all those celebrating the 4th of July and keep everyone safe. Lord, please help myself and others to recognize the importance of our own, personal independence days and help us each to see that day should also be one of celebration. In all, I pray that each American and Christian take time out not only tomorrow, but throughout the year, to be thankful for and appreciate all the freedoms, liberties, and independence we have as both living in this great country and being a believer in You. Amen. </i></div>
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How awesome is this site?? Just go look for yourself!! What I love about it is that it gives a brief message, a prayer, and then some questions on which to reflect. Perfect for me! It's just what I was looking for. And lo and behold - even more perfect - today's message was about my favorite place in the world: the beach. I think God had a role having me stumble upon this today! :)<br />
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As Sharon, the blogger who wrote this post says, the beach is one of God's greatest and special treasures. There is so much in every grain of sand, in every wave that rolls in and then out again, in each shell. Her post is beautiful - she paints an amazing picture of the coastline in the morning. I can only wait in anticipation until I can enjoy a cup of coffee while listening to the songs of the sea. Hopefully I will get a chance to do that this summer! But what astounded me, something that I have not put much thought into, is His [REALLY] greatest gift - the Cross.<br />
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Sure, it's simple - two wooden beams. It's plain - nothing but wood and a few nails. Yet at the same time, it's strong and sturdy. It's more than just wood and nails. It's a symbol of who Jesus was and what Jesus did for us. What a beautiful symbol?!<br />
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<li><i>What does the Cross mean to you? </i>You know, I have a tattoo of a cross on my left wrist. I purposely got the cross on my left wrist for the same reason they say you wear a wedding band on your left ring finger - because there is a vein there that goes straight to your heart. I got this tattoo as a constant reminder that God is always. He is constant. He is in my blood. He is in my heart. Along with the cross on my wrist, I have three small dots. To me the dots mean a myriad of things: of course, the Trinity. My siblings - my sister, brother, and me. Faith, hope, and love. I've heard that Jesus had to walk up three stairs to get to the cross - not sure if that is accurate, but I like the symbolism of it. So, there you have it - what the Cross means to me - it means a lot. It is a reminder of God and who He is and who He is in my life. I've never once regretted getting that tattoo. </li>
<li><i>How would I explain the Cross to someone who doesn't know Christ?</i> Besides what I said above, I would also explain the Cross to someone as the bridge from our mortal life to that of an eternal life with Christ. A good friend, Beth, I think - showed me an analogy once that described the Cross as a bridge. How do we "get" to the Lord - we use the Cross - the bridge. Once we understand what Jesus did for us, and symbolism of the Cross - it makes the idea of it being a bridge so much easier to "get". </li>
<li><i>Why is the message of the Cross called the Power of God? </i>I believe this is because everything is God's doing - He is always ten steps ahead of us. He knows what we will do, think, say, before it even crosses our minds. He knew the Cross would hold special meaning. The Cross is a symbol of Jesus and what He did for us, of God, of the Holy Spirit. With the Cross, the bridge, COMES the Power of God. In order to understand the Power of God, we must first accept the Cross and cross that bridge. </li>
<li><i>Have you ever felt that God placed something right before you as a gift or reminder of His presence? </i>Ha, this cracks me up because if you've read my previous posts you know that I see these signs that God gives me at the most random places and times and situations! Just like today - He placed something as cheesy as this website before me. But oh! How thankful I am! </li>
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Thank you Lord for constantly showing me little signs! From the Cross, to the beauty of a beach, to a simple website - it's always a great reminder that You are here with me. </div>
</div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-65136179678826708442012-05-22T19:04:00.001-07:002012-05-22T19:04:03.091-07:00Not one of my normal posts - much shorter!I read this and it sounded like it could be an awesome lyric to a great song....<br />
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<br />stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-6216207525045546842012-05-21T18:02:00.003-07:002012-05-21T18:22:31.604-07:00When in doubt - turn to Him<i>"The enemy's hope for Christians is that we will either be so ineffective we have no testimony, or we'll ruin the one we have." </i><br />
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Ah! How often does it happen that you pick up your Bible, or hear a message in church - and it's like God is right there whispering in your ear? It happens to me quite often - including today. This quote above form Beth Moore's book, as usual, hits home with me tonight.<br />
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Lately, I have been sinking further down to the enemy's level. I haven't gone out and lied, steal, cheated, killed, or anything like that! No, but I have given up hope and lost faith in a lot of stuff. Isn't that just as bad? I've given in to the enemy. I've thrown my hands up in the air and simply said, "I'm done".<br />
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Unfortunately I seem to think that the enemy is working harder and in more ways in my life at the moment than He is. And I know that's not true, but lately, I just cannot see the silver lining. A few nights ago - my last post - I felt stronger than I had felt in a long time. It was paradoxical in a way - I was vulnerable and weak - letting out all of my emotions, and yet, I found some hidden strength that made me sit down, type a post, and scream out to God for help, support, and guidance.<br />
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Sometimes it appears that I have no "testimony" yet - and maybe that's ok because I'm still "getting to that place."<br />
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Often times I do feel as though my journey with Christ is ineffective - and maybe the enemy is right? I try and try - and always seem to fail. I just can't "get there." But, no! Sure, that <i>could</i> be enemy's <i>hope</i> - for us to fall, to fail, and give up hope. No testimony = no belief. No hope. No faith.<br />
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I'm not there yet. While I don't feel as though I yet to have a strong testimony to my faith - I still do have belief that I can get there. I still have hope. I still have faith. Sure, sometimes it's a lot weaker and less apparent as others. But it's still there. Faith. Hope. Belief.<br />
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Now, "ruining the one [testimony] we have" - well, if I don't have one yet, I guess I can't ruin it, right?<br />
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Part of me feels like I do have some testimonies - there are the ladies whom I worked with at TK - Jo, Lu, Mar, Stephanie, and of course Mary. Mary's family and Jo's daughter Lindsay - they all touched my life in a spiritual way and opened my eyes in different ways to the kindness, strength, honest and truthfulness, and love of Christians. They all brought me back to <i>wanting</i> to go to church and <i>wanting</i> to be a better Christian. Now, here in Indiana, I have met some of the kindest, strongest ladies again through the school in which I work. Through some male co-workers who introduced me to their wives (Jamie and Jess) - I now have some more guidance when it comes to this "stuff". On a different level, they have gotten to know me at probably one of my most vulnerable times of my life. A girl from my sorority, Beth - I can turn to her for strength and guidance even I haven't talked to her in a few months. I know she will always be willing to listen and be there for me just to give me some words to help me through. Deb and Chuck - they showed me what it's like to have true happiness and true love.<br />
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Can all of those instances, those times, be considered my testimonies? When those around me show me a new, better, path? When those around me help me to see the good, the strength of prayer, the hope in Christ? If that counts, then I guess I've had quite a few "testimonies"!!!!<br />
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How embarrassing, that I meet new people, turn to people at times when I'm at my weakest and struggling? And while I say that - I know all of the above mentioned people would not judge me at those low times.<br />
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It's so refreshing to type that and know that I can turn to them. Why then, is it, that I only seem to go to them when I am having problems? I really need to be a better friend. Those are the people I need to surround myself with. I honestly KNOW God has brought me to these places, introduced me to these people, all in His name. His work. His doing. And I hope he sees all the good deeds His believers are doing, and all the work they are accomplishing in His name - just in my life alone.<br />
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So, to close, to hell - literally - to the enemy. The enemy can <i>hope </i>all it wants that I will fail and have an ineffective testimony, or ruin the one I do have. But throughout this post, I have realized that while I am still on my search and path with Christ, and maybe my testimonies aren't that strong, I do have my own. Mine. It's what's worked for ME. They are my stories, my testimonies, my witness to how He, You, has/have worked in my life - especially through some great friends brought upon by moves, new jobs, etc.<br />
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Thank you Lord for putting those people into my life who have made a difference to ME in Your name. While they may not all see it in themselves, I know You are using them to spread Your Word - and they are making a change in at least one person's life. Mine. Please help me to reach out to them more - to remember them in times of strength and not just weakness. Please encourage me to surround myself with people who are strong in their beliefs of the Christian faith. I pray for all of those who have been a part of my testimonies that they continue their work in Your name. Give them support, strength, and guidance. Please help me to be that person who does Your work, spreads Your word, for someone else in my lifetime. <br />
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To the enemy - suck it.<br />
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<br />stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-83129861272347813712012-05-17T19:31:00.002-07:002012-05-17T19:31:21.538-07:00Yeah, I know it's been a while. I'm embarrassed at how miserably I failed at my New Year's Resolution. I regret that I did not stay true to myself - and God - with my daily prayer blog. It's been a long, eventful, 2012 already. And while so much of it is/was for the better, I am beginning to struggle...all over again.<br />
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Tonight, out of nowhere, I had a major meltdown.<br />
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I need you God. More than I have needed you in a long time.<br />
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I have this ever-struggling feeling that I don't want to live my life anymore. One day I am happy - the next I am just plain sad. I've started pushing people away and out of my life - not wanting to get close to anyone for fear that I will lose them, hurt them, they will hurt me, or just because I want to be alone.<br />
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It's times like these that if I am ever alone - I need You more than ever.<br />
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I'm not sure if it's all that's happened this year. I'm not sure if it's looking through old photos of my past. Or looking through current photos of my friends' lives. Memories are the death of me. To me, everyone else seems so happy. Marriages - that are working out. Babies. Families together. Doing things, getting things done. Going places.<br />
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Me. I'm just stuck here. In this world of.....this world of....having everything - a job, healthy family, a place to live, great dog, a few close friends - and yet I feel as though my life is completely empty. My heart is empty of joy. Empty of everything, it seems. Except feelings of failure, sadness, regret, and hopelessness.<br />
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Why can't I be truly happy for the happiness of others. Sure, I am happy for them. But in my heart, I am envious. I wish I could feel that same happiness as they all appear to have. <br />
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People know - they've "heard" about my recent life-changes and I am still embarrassed about it all. Look, I can't even type the word. Just my "life changes". It really bothers me that no one - not ONE person - has asked ME about it - about anything. (ok, maybe like two of my friends.) It's as if no one cares about all that I am going through. Maybe they're nervous, or scared they might say the wrong thing. Maybe they don't know how to bring it up. I guess I get that. But it still makes it feel as though no one really cares. Maybe I've just done a good job at hiding the fact that all this IS a big deal. Everything that has happened DOES hurt, and DOES make me upset. Maybe I am good at covering it all up - making it look easy. Again, guess I brought this all on myself.<br />
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I'm just so embarrassed about it - about what my life has become. What I've turned it into. I want to run away. Get away from it all. Start a new life where no one knows who I am, or my past, and start all over again. Fresh. New. That's impossible though.<br />
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I guess maybe it's my fault. Maybe I should have asked for more help along the way.<br />
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With all this that has happened to my life - what I've done to myself - it has taken a toll on me. Sure, I brought it all on myself. I did this. But I never thought it would have caused me to want this -to just go away. Just run.<br />
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I want to cancel plans. To turn people down who I have made plans with. I'd rather be alone than suck someone else into my pit of childishness and blackness. No one deserves to be brought into my living sadness.<br />
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Sometimes all I can think about is how appealing my dreams are when I sleep...and how I would love to just sleep forever. To get away from real life. Forever.<br />
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I feel like I am a miserable failure. Sure, people tell me all the time I'm not - that I've accomplished so much. But if I don't think that or believe it - it really doesn't matter. I've failed at one of the most important aspects of life - happiness.<br />
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Sometimes I'm not even sure if it's lack of happiness in my life. Or rather, the completeness of feeling nothing. Or the fullness of lacking joy. Or entirely being consumed by feeling unworthy.<br />
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I feel that I am always on this path of trying to find happiness. And at the moment I think I've reached it, some dark dark fuse lights up within me. And it drags me back to the depths of sadness.<br />
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Why is it that everyone else in the world seems to be happy?<br />
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Maybe it's true. Maybe we're not brought here on this earth to be happy - but instead to be Holy. Maybe all along, my true happiness is IN holiness. What a concept, right? Sounds so simple.<br />
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I need to turn to Him.<br />
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And so I am.<br />
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God, this is where I need You. Now. Here. I need help. I need Your guidance and support. Give me the strength to get on with my life. Give me the strength to be happy - with my life and with myself. I'm not looking for just being content. Help me to find the gift of always searching for more - for being happy with the present, but always wanting to gain more - in YOUR name. Give me the strength to fight this depression, the devil, who seems to be so heavy on my heart.<br />
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Before I give in and it's too late.<br />
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And then I can just dream...<br />
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See, doesn't that sound so appealing....just dream.<br />
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<br />stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-71315946591206266392012-01-09T17:48:00.000-08:002012-01-09T17:56:15.636-08:00"January 8th": God really is The Man.This is powerful: <i>God can do what He says He can do precisely because He is who He says He is.</i><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Ok, so I know we are not God. We cannot do all that God can do. But I do believe that we can do what we set our minds and hearts to. And asking for God's help and guidance along the way - we can get it done. Now, on to the main point of this passage...my take...</div><div><br /></div><div>God is GOD. </div><div>All-knowing. </div><div>All-loving. </div><div>The beginning. </div><div>The end. </div><div>All. </div><div>Everything. </div><div>He's a no BS kinda guy. </div><div>He is who He says He is. </div><div>Done. </div><div><br /></div><div>We need to accept that and take it all in! Recognize it! Rejoice in it! We owe it to Him! </div><div><br /></div><div>Lord, I pray that You guide me in Your ways. Help me to see your unfailing love. You are all. And you know the path of my life. Help me to have full trust in who You are. </div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-88428781708336701912012-01-09T17:17:00.000-08:002012-05-21T18:06:53.410-07:00"January 7th": Uh Oh...Well, I knew it was bound to happen more than once. You know what I mean...you read something and you know it's just calling out to you. And sometimes it's in such a great way...and others it forces you to recognize your shamefulness. Yep...tonight it's shame...<br />
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<i>Like Eve, we want to feel smart, but nothing is more ignorant than choosing man's intelligence over God's. </i></div>
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Well, what's funny about this is that lately I have been on this huge kick about, well honestly, stupid people. My ignorant mind simply can't handle stupid people. And even just writing this, I see the fault and the sin in my way of thinking. </div>
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So, I read this the first time through and was like, "Duh, yes. We all want to feel smart. Good job Eve...you messed it up for all of us, but at least you were trying to feel smart. Free will. Go for it." And so what, right? I thrive on being educated, and learning new stuff, and being like a sponge just soaking it all in...and then I realized that is not at all what this passage is saying. </div>
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I don't think it's talking about worldly knowledge in the sense of simply just "knowing stuff." It's talking about knowing what is right in the eyes and heart of God and listening to THAT. Doing THAT what is right. Being educated on God and His ways and what we should be doing to live a life like Him. It's simply listening to your inner voice; your spirit - THE spirit that lives inside us all. The Holy Spirit lives within us; if only we looked deep inside ourselves more often and listened to it. </div>
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I always thought Eve was such an amazing character in the Bible. I have such a mixed image of her; I think she is beautiful, young. Graceful and innocent. All the "good". And then a part of me gets annoyed with her. She was so naive. Like come on Eve! Why didn't you just trust God? Why didn't you just believe? Why didn't you just listen to your voice? Really? You couldn't have just said,"No," to taking the apple?!</div>
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And there it is again. THAT's the main message. We are all like Eve in that sense - we make mistakes. We are faced every single day with hard choices and easy ones. And yet we still mess up. But just think if each time we were faced with a choice - a decision - we stopped for just a little bit longer and took a second to listen to our spirit, the voice inside. </div>
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You know...lately in my life and all the drama that's been surrounding me, I got one piece of advice from a few different people. In fact, one of them said to me, "Steph, I cannot offer any advice except for this: As long as you are listening to your heart, and you know what your heart is telling you, then just listen to it. Go with what your heart is saying." And honestly, that was the best piece of advice. I'm listening to my heart. From here on out...God's intelligence. Duh. He knows best. </div>
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Help me to open my heart and my eyes to my faults so that I can work on correcting my ways.)<div><br /></div><div><i>"We are wise to remind one another never to forget who we are and never to forget who we're not." </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Sheesh. Beth Moore makes everything sound so easy. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I'm going to take this message and go ahead and just do it. I'd love for anyone out there to do the same. As it says...it's up to us to remind one another! </div><div><br /></div><div><b>Who we ARE: </b></div><div>we are God's children</div><div>we are sinners</div><div>we are sinners who have been given another chance</div><div>we are perfect in His eyes</div><div>we are loved</div><div>we are indebted </div><div>we are life</div><div>we are usually wrong more often than we are right</div><div>we are the past, present, and future</div><div>we are forgiven </div><div>we are given choice</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Who we are NOT:</b></div><div>we are not God </div><div>we are not perfect</div><div>we are not humbled</div><div>we are not forced</div><div>we are not the way</div><div>we are not the answer</div><div>we are not defeated</div><div><br /></div><div>(What's interesting is that it was so easy for me to list all that we ARE, and I had a harder time coming up with things we are NOT. Just sayin'...) God is good. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-1342663191688013902012-01-09T16:45:00.000-08:002012-01-09T16:57:23.942-08:00dang....that didn't go so well...January 9th - so I'm behind. No excuses Steph...I need to do much better with this. However, in my defense I had an awesome weekend and honestly spent so much time with a great person that my mind was on other things...like enjoying my happiness...Still, though, no excuses...I should have taken the time to do this....Since I have a few days to catch up on, I will probably keep these somewhat short...<div><br /></div><div>January 5th states<i>: "Nothing on Earth compares to the strength God is willing to interject into the lives caught in the act of believing." </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I feel like this is simple: Believe - truly believe - and see the good God will do in your life. I have seen the good He does in my life when I fully immersed in my time with the Lord. I have witnessed a positive change in my attitude, actions, thoughts, behaviors, etc. when I am fully conscious of prayer and God. So, why then do I always put this second? Why is it so hard for me to put this - prayer, devotion, church - to put it first on my to-do list...instead of, "if I get to it"? </div><div><br /></div><div>I do think, however, that it takes a lot for people to recognize the good God has given us in our lives. So often do we shout out in prayer when we are in need, or angry. But God also gives us minute signs and "interjections" when we are not even looking. THAT's what we need to realize...</div><div><br /></div><div>..."Please help me overcome my own unbelief, Lord, so I can start taking You at Your word. ...I pray that the eyes of my heart may be enlightened in order that I may know the hope to which you have called me..."</div><div><br /></div><div>I pray for you all that you also strive each day to simply <i>believe</i></div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-37548365919872816112012-01-04T16:10:00.000-08:002012-01-04T16:26:18.600-08:00Still on schedule - in a HUGE way - January 4, 2012<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Today was a rough day...it began as one of those mornings where everything just seemed to not go your way...and to top it off, once I got to work I realized I stepped in dog poop. Yay. The day continued to get worse and worse with feelings of sadness and worry with the major life changes that I soon will face. Throughout the day, however, I received many "pick-me-ups" from co-workers and friends. While I felt reassurance and some hope, the fears and sadness kept haunting me. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">And then I read my devotional for the day. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">My God is huge and my God is able. If I don't get what I ask Him for, I know I'll get something bigger. </span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Steph. Snap out of it. Trust in Him. So you had a bad day. We all do. Get over it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I know that is much easier said than done and I know that what I realized by reading today's message has really nothing to do with what the message means...but...even just seeing, reading, hearing those words in my mind, a sense of calmness came over me. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I know God is huge. I know God is able of anything and everything. However, once again, I need to trust Him. I may not get what I ask for, but God knows my plan. And His plan is much better than I can even imagine; it's so much bigger than me. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">....I'm really finding the good in doing these devotions. After a rough day, a sad day, reading this truly eases my mind. I'm considering doing them in the morning so I can hope / try to carry the message with me throughout the day. I love this sense of peace I have been gaining. </span></div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-82643665609553636802012-01-03T19:10:00.001-08:002012-01-03T19:38:36.671-08:00On schedule - January 3 - Exactly what I needed tonight!Can't say much on tonight's message other than WOW. I love times like these when I know God is hearing me and answering my prayers. <div><br /></div><div><i>Patience to wait does not come from suffering long for what we lack but from sitting long in what we have.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Amen. </div><div><br /></div><div>I was just telling a good friend last night how badly I need to learn patience. I am the most impatient person - ever! </div><div><br /></div><div>My life has been on a rocky road lately - and without boring you all with those details - you just need to know the following: I've been faced with a hard choice to make. Two roads. One road will be very hard, but will lead to sharing with someone in my faith, happiness and love. The other road, well, that will lead me nowhere, but keep my stable life. It will be right where I am currently; not happy, not fulfilled, and not sharing the joy of Christ with anyone close to me, but "ok". So, I've decided to take the harder road - that will reap more benefit in the long run. But I'll tell you what - it took me a long time to decide which road to take. </div><div><br /></div><div>For a long time I thought I was being patient in my suffering for what I lacked - in my unhappy home life, I lacked love and joy and God. I thought if I just waited it out and see what happens...it would just fall into place. It's "good enough" so just let it be. I was being patient in my suffering for what I did not have. </div><div><br /></div><div>But wow. WOW. I totally see this, my situation, in a different light now. A light that is shining down on me with warmth and love and arms wide open welcoming me. I've been patiently waiting, sitting long in what I DO have. What I DO have is a mediocre life. There is no abuse, no lies, a new house, a great job. But I've realized all that I am missing...after a year of unhappiness, I've realized that it's all been worth it to sit here patiently in what I DO have, what I AM living...if the end result is what I think is going to come to fruition. Waiting patiently (at the time, I was not patient, but I see now that I had to let it run its own course), unhappily, sad, scared, frustrated...it's all worth it. Because I trust that in the end God will lead me down the correct path. And I know He is already working His magic because He has brought someone into my life who shares the same desires in growing with Christ as I do. This is something that I have never had before in my life - and something that I have realized over the last few years - that I must have, that I need in my life. </div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you God. Thank you for letting me open this book tonight and read this. Thank you for speaking to my heart tonight. Thank you for being YOU and working in mysterious ways in my life. :) </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm doing exactly what I said I was not going to do and type out some of the prayer for today's devotion. It's just that these words spoke to me and I could not say it better if I tried. </div><div><br /></div><div><i>The Lord will do great things for me, and I will be filled with joy. I will sow in tears, then I will reap with songs of joy...</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>...Please help me be willing to sow the seed of Your Word and to water it with my tears, believing You in the midst of my pain. If I do, You will be faithful to fill me with joy again. You will faithfully bring a harvest forth from my life. My suffering will not be in vain. </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>...You will restore me and make me strong, firm, and steadfast after I have suffered a little while. </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I'm so ready to shed tears, to weep, to hurt. </div><div><br /></div><div>Because I trust that in end, God will restore me and make me strong, firm, and steadfast. </div><div><br /></div><div>I pray that anyone reading this who is going through a rough time right now...put all your trust in Him. Lay it on Him. He wants us to. He wants to be there for us and do good things in our lives. I know it's hard to trust someone whom we cannot physically see, or talk to, or touch...believe me, I know that! It takes time...I'm not even completely there yet...I'm still striving for that...to put everything in God's hands instead of trying to figure it out on my own...but know this: Rough times comes. We will all hurt. Cry. Be mad. Get angry. Cry some more. Ask, "why", or "why me", or "why now"? </div><div><br /></div><div>...But in the end...God makes it work. It will all work out. In time. Just trust Him. Be patient in what you have. </div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-48696522644471415512012-01-03T18:42:00.001-08:002012-01-03T19:09:43.550-08:00January 2; Conquerors<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Well, I'm not doing so well with my resolution seeing as though I'm already a day behind. However, I think I found my new favorite way to relax, pray, and think. I filled up my bathtub with sea salt and bubble bath. I lit a candle, had a nice glass of red wine, and just relaxed. Aaaah....it was my own little spa...</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Best of all, I was alone in a relaxing setting and I began reading my devotions for the last two days. I had no other distractions around me so I was really able to think and pray about what was given to me today. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">He who is unconvinced of God's forgiving love is unconvinced that He is more than a conqueror. </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">hmmm....so here's my take on this...if you don't believe all of God's glory; all that He is, you don't fully understand or "get" God and who He is. Now, after my initial thoughts, I knew there had to be more to this. So, being the English major that I am and loving the etymology of words, I looked up the word </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">conqueror. </span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">My computer dictionary states the following definitions of the word:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Baskerville;font-size:medium;"><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="lbl"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">• </span></span></span><span class="def" style="font-weight: normal; "><span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">successfully</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></span><span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">overcome</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> (</span></span><span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">a</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> problem or weakness) </span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="lbl"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">• </span></span></span><span class="def" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">climb (a mountain) successfully </span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="lbl"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">• </span></span></span><span class="def" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">gain the love, </span></span><span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">admiration</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">, or respect of (a person </span></span><span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">or</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> group of people)</span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's this last definition, the one that I usually don't consider the word to mean, that makes the most sense. When I think of a person who conquers something - I think of them defeating something. When I think of something that can be conquered - I think of something that can be defeated. I never considered the last definition! </span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wow, how much more the above phrase hits me now! </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">He who is unconvinced of God's forgiving love is unconvinced that He is more than a conqueror. </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We cannot just think of God as sending his one and only son to us in order to gain love,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> admiration, and respect. Of course that was part of it - duh. But it is so much more. SO much more. What God does and who God is...is something unconceivable. We as mere humans cannot understand Him. We can try - and that's what He wants us to do. We can believe - and that's what He wants us to do. But we will never be able to fully understand or get the multitude of who God is. But we do need to convince ourselves that He is All. </span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We must know, believe, and trust God's forgiveness. For all that we do. We are so far from being perfect; we sin even we don't think we are sinning. If we do not believe that God is all forgiving, we will never believe that He is more. If we do not convince ourselves that God is everything; we will never even begin to win that battle. </span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tonight, I pray that I can learn to accept this. It's hard to imagine something - someone - so omnipotent, so omniscient, who is all-forgiving...and yet He is even more than that. While it's hard to imagine that, I need to know that it does exist. </span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="MS" style="display: block; "><span priority="2" class="ex"><br /></span></span></span></div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642622176250573.post-63271828034052500832012-01-01T10:08:00.000-08:002012-01-01T10:31:06.033-08:00January 1st - A New Year, a new journey<div>I've decided to really focus on my faith this year and so I'm using a book by Beth Moore to help me along the way. I received this book as a gift a few years ago when I lived in Michigan and I turn to it every now and then. My goal is that this year I will use it every day and allow it to become not just something on my "to-do" list, but rather a necessity in my life. The book is called, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Praying-Gods-Word-Day/dp/0805444203">Praying God's Word Day by Day; a Year of Devotional Prayer. </a> Each day has a thoughtful little quote or phrase at the top of the page, followed by a prayer for that day. I've decided to type out whatever is written at the top of the page, and reflect on it. The prayers, while they are great, are sometimes long - and I feel like reflecting on what the prayer is about will be more meaningful. </div><div><br /></div><div>Please pray that this new endeavor is successful for me! </div><div><br /></div><div>Today's "top of the page" reads: "The giant step in the walk of faith is the one we take when we decide God no longer is a part of our lives. He is our life." </div><div><br /></div><div>Goodness this sounds so easy. "Just make God your life." It's one of the hardest concepts and ideas that I have had to realize and learn on my journey with Christ. I pray each day that I can find the will to do this. I mean, let's face it, real life takes over our lives! Jobs, family, friends, other obligations we make for ourselves. But what about the REAL obligation we have in our lives? The REAL obligation we have to God? Why is it that we don't make God our entire life? Why is it so hard? I feel that it's because if it were easy to make God our life - well, then what would be the point? Easy things are just that...easy! They don't take effort, and will power. Easy things in life are simple; not complex. They are sometimes shallow and boring. </div><div><br /></div><div>God is everything BUT those things: He isn't easy to understand. He wants us to WANT to know and understand Him. Knowing God takes effort! Knowing God takes time and will. God is NOT simple - he is totally complex! He is ALL; everything. God is the last one to be considered shallow! And above all, God isn't boring! </div><div><br /></div><div>So, looking back....this first year passage is perfect. What a way to start this new year; by taking that giant step. I declare today, January 1, 2012 MY day. MY day when I have decided to do all that I can to make God my life - not just a part of it - but all of it. </div><div><br /></div><div>I pray that each of you reading this has a great new year full of love, joy, peace, and above all - full of His presence. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03134042290983438452noreply@blogger.com0