Source: Christian: Label (daily prompt)
Those who follow Jesus and worship God are bundled into one category labeled Christians. This includes a multitude of people of all types of faiths. All of us, even those who declare themselves non Christians are children of God made in his image and made to live here on this Earth with his gift of free will. Free will to choose according to one’s desires and wants. Free will allowing us to be human and in turn make mistakes.
Mistakes, all of us make them. All of us have parts of our lives wherein if we could go back we would change something we did or said. ALL of us, including Christians, are sinners. None of us are perfect. God gave us the privilege to be able to choose and that includes whether or not to follow him.
There was a time in my life where I left the church and gave up my faith for years. I had held someone in my life, a human, as my spiritual leader. They had been one who had taken me to church each Sunday, taught me to pray, etc. But then in a moment wherein a decision had to take place they did the opposite of what the church had taught us to do. I was confused and the pain of experiencing that haunted me for a long time. But, then one day I heard someone speak and talk about how we all sin and that I had been worshipping (honoring)a human and not God. I had placed my faith in that person and not the one I had been born to trust and to lean on. Since that day I now see that so many of us place our faith in humans. We expect our spouses to take care of our every need. We expect our children to care for us when we are elderly, we ask others to bear burdens that were never meant to be theirs. Those burdens were meant to be ours.
As we move forward in this time wherein people scoff and blame we Christians for the errors of the world let us remember that the morals of the world are becoming less about the word of the Lord and more about what the people want. It is a natural thing to want to have fun and do as we please. Yet, in that arises more opportunity for sin.
Pray for all of God’s peoples, those who are of like faith, and those who are not.
Uplift those who are our enemies and scoff us. Pray that God help them see that the reliance on humans for the pleasures of life is not a good path to follow. Pray that more who profess to be of faith enter the houses of God to be with those of like minds. May they live the life of faith and not just talk the talk.
All who profess their love to God above all things are Christians. The label has been used and misused in so many ways. Shall we begin to see when each occur and lift up our concerns to the Lord. May we always remember that we are members of a group wide in variances and deep in faith. Lift up all people. Use words that edify. We are all children of God and were woven by him. God bless. Amen.
Desires come in many shapes and forms. There are the desires of your heart and desires of the mind or soul. But there is one desire that I have heard many people wish for, that desire is to not have to go to work.
Work, that place that we spend far more time than we ever did in school. (Unless you are a teacher.) That place where people get under our skin as we drag ourselves in to be only tormented by paperwork and other rudimentary tasks we bear only for the paycheck. So many people desire to not have to work. I was one of them. I would say most every August when school started back up that summer had been too short and that the winter break was too far away. I wanted to be with the kids and see them grow academically but as for the rest of it, no thank you. I was one who was jealous of those able to retire for any reason. Yes, I admit I was even jealous of those who got to retire due to a disability. I had seen on my annual statements where when you are retired with a disability you got more money. That looked good; stay home and bring in more than the others that had worked more years to get that same amount. It seemed like a dream if someone got that. I actually wished a few times that I could do that. That I could get the sum total of that payment without having to deal with new regulations, curriculum changes, and irate people. But then something changed.
As most of you know that have read my Blog, I became disabled. I look back on what had seemed to be a dream come true for those who were on this side of the fence and realize how stupid I had been. I did not think about how I would have to lose my way of life and assume a new one. I had not thought out that I would be disabled. Nor did I know of the immense amount of paperwork to be able to prove to the teacher’s retirement board that I could never work again. Perhaps with a more visible injury, not a brain injury, it might be easier but I doubt it.
Desires at time are things that we really think we want or need. But, I am here to share with you that many things we desire are not as they seem. Be careful what you wish for, your wish might just come true. When it does, you might not be able to go back to the place where you were. Not all wishes are for the good, nor as they appear to be at this moment.
HUGZ2all – God thank you for my surviving the accident. I know you are with me. Lead me as I blog for your children. Amen
Photo prompt: The Road Taken
Prior to the days of the technological tools that we now depend upon, cell phones and GPS systems, I had decided to sing at a Christian event far from home. I went even though it was in the middle of farm country away from the main roads and highways. Finding my way there in the daylight was even more challenging than I thought it might be as there were closed roads along the way that I had to reroute for. Even then I wondered how I would get out of there that night in the dark. Upon arriving at the venue I checked in and gave them my cassettes to back me up when I praised the Lord with my voice. I had gotten there late and thus was placed in the lineup toward the end of the evening. I admit that I was quite nervous about getting back home at a decent hour. I wanted to be there when the kids got up in the morning and not upset my spouse by his not knowing where I was. Praising God from the crowd I lost myself in the glory of his presence and soon got up to sing on the stage. It felt good to lead the gathered in song. For a time my concern of driving home and to not worry my family was lost in the moment. Praising God with song among those with same intent was inspiring. But, as in all times of worship the sermons ended and the songs drew to a close. It was time to go home. As I walked to the car I noticed the stillness of the night. There was not much moonlight to light my way and the lack of street lights did not help. I had my Google map information with me but it seemed to be of not much help as seeing the road signs was nearly impossible and the reroutes had been plentiful. I began wondering why I had not just gone home in the light of day and not even gone to perform. But, I knew why. I wanted to praise with God’s people. Driving on into the night I became disoriented and the roads were confusing. I grew tired and had no place to stop for directions. I pulled over to the side of the road and took out my paper map of the state. I had no idea where to look on it. I began to cry as it grew late and by now I was tired and needed sleep. With no other recourse I bowed my head and began to pray. I asked God to help me get home safely. Just then a dark colored car pulled by me. It was the first car I had seen in a while so I pulled out and began to follow it. I couldn’t see anything but the fact that there were two people in that car. I watched as we approached the next intersection. It appeared that the one in the passenger seat seemed to be motioning for me to turn to the right. I blinked and looked again. Again I saw the arm motions to go right. I questioned what I was seeing but trusted that this was the answer to my prayer. I turned right and drove on for quite some time before coming to a main road leading to a highway. It was here that I knew what to do with the aid of my Ohio map. I turned onto the highway and began to weep. In that moment of being lost God had reached out to ME. He had seen that I was one of his lost sheep and he found me and helped me to get back home. I will never forget that night. Not because I got to sing so much but more so for the lesson that I learned. Faith is so much more than prayer and praising. It is knowing that God is always with us. He knows our every move, our every thought. I look back on that day and know that God is always with me. I just need to have that faith, the size of a mustard seed. to realize it. Trust that he is with you. Choose the path toward him. He is there waiting for you with open arms. You are loved. HUGZ
Baby is a green cheek conure that I have had now for about six months. As one with a TBI it is difficult for me to bend over and stand up much (dizziness)so the decision to get a bird for a companion rather than a dog was one of health issues. I could not care for the dog to lift it and hook it onto the lead to go outside, thus I got a bird.
Getting a bird that I could hold and teach to talk was a decision based upon the fact that I missed having a student in the classroom and the fact that I could hold her when lonely at home. A green cheek seemed to be the best fit because of the size of the bird and the noise level. Loud noises from a larger bird would be too much for me. My little baby was only a few months old when I got her. It took her a few days to acclimatize to her new home but in a matter of no time she could say her name and play peek-a-boo. Now that she is nearly a year old she has bonded with my family and travels with me when I go out. Yesterday, for the first time in a long time she got to go for a ride in the car and was singing all of the way to the Olivesburg General Store about five miles from our home. People are amazed how she rides around on my shoulder and how she will set on their finger. She is an amazing little bird. I am so glad she is a part of my life. Perhaps one day you will meet her if you come to the Farmer’s Markets near Mansfield, Ohio. She would love to say Hello.
Solitude is found on the trails of the field behind my home. Here is where I walk and talk to God as I photograph all of the glory that he shares with me. It is never silent when I walk here. I am accompanied by the whispers of the wind, the calls of the birds, and the buzzing of the bees flitting from one flower to another. I find that when walking in solitude my senses are more aware of even the most insignificant bug on a flower or the sound of a tractor in the distance. Solitude here is of my choice. I walk here to think, to ponder the past, the present, and the future. Here is where I listen to God’s voice as he reveals to me things that I hold dear to my heart. In those moments of solitude I journal what he seems to guide me toward. Then I walk on all the while pondering what has been spoken into my heart. Solitude is a good thing when it is directed toward that goal of connecting with self and God. I pray that you may find solitude in your life, for here you will find peace and learn to accept things for what they are. HUGZ
If you had told me that day that I would end up in an SUV on its side after rolling three times I would have told you that you were crazy. I had never known that a large SUV could be pushed over by a mid sized car traveling at 25 mph in town. I know! I still cannot believe it! Here is how I know. I was in the back seat on the passenger side of the car when the person driving the SUV I was riding in unknowingly ran a red light. An oncoming mid sized sedan did not brake and drove into the back end of the SUV right behind where I was sitting. As the car hit it went into the rear wheel well and thus acted like a wedge as it continued up and under us. The vehicle I was in rolled over and over and landed on the passenger side. Lying there against the door I saw that parts were broken away and began looking for my cell phone to call for help. As I did so my friend in the front seat began to scream thinking she could smell smoke. Still seeking my cell phone I tossed aside the tools that had flown from the back storage area and hit me in the head aside. Picking up my phone I heard a voice outside the window. It was a fireman! We had wrecked within a block of the village fire department. In moments there was a flurry of activity. Being unable to extract us from the vehicle without cutting off the top they tossed in blankets for us to cover up with and began cutting with multiple tools finally lifting off the roof. I was the last one to be extracted from the SUV. We were all taken to a Trauma Center and live today with residuals from that occurrence. Against all odds we rolled in the city from coming in contact with a vehicle going 25 mph. I thought that was impossible. But it is not. It is just against the odds.
(The photo is not of our accident – I was unable to take pictures that day)