Blessed Thanksgiving

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I purchased my birthday present, a month late: an Ipod. But I have no clue on how to use it. So I am downloading the instructions: without reading those I am clueless...
It has been a long day for me. I have been so concerned about a few people in my life. I have spent a lot of time deep in prayer. My chores that should have been done are not. But I go to bed at peace. Sometimes priorities of chores need to be set aside for God.
Recently I am just working hard to keep emotionally balanced. This is "my time" of the year. Winters, for many people with bipolar or Seasonal Affective Disorder are hard times. We crave sun lights like food; and often spiral into depression or other things. Add holidays- yep, a mess.
I was sitting here thinking. I know what I need to do sometimes. "Let go. Let God." That seems so easy to say- but sometimes I think Christians say it too much. Sometimes I think that we are careless. When a struggling brother is hurting we throw out a worthless little phrase to quickly dismiss them and get on with life. This is not caring, because it is simplistic. It takes little time to listen and care when we can roll a little phrase at a brother.
I visited my friend, and her granddaughter was there. We danced together. When I picked her up I would throw her in the air and then dip her low to the ground. At first her little eyes would get big with fear. But once she realized I would not drop her and would always be there if I threw her in the sky or if I dipped her low: she squealed with joy and giggled, and laughed.
Well, my camera is not here, or maybe...maybe I would show you my house: on the other hand maybe not. Boy, is it a mess. The reason? Well, I am a Christmas nut. I have lots of trees and lots of decorations.
I was feeling really anxious today. Miserable. I tried praying, counting my blessings and any thing else I thought might help. Nothing did much to change my mood. I did get a bit better but certainly can not brag about great things changing. Do I regret the day- not really, yes I was miserable, and still I am anxious and depressed. But it takes rain to grow flowers, and the air is so fresh when it is done.
I had a very bad day today. My illness was kicking me, and then my son told me he is moving away. During this bad day I was really praying. I just seemed at the end of my rope. "God help me!" My anxiety did not go away. And things did not get all warm and fuzzy, but what did happen was out of the blue my friend called to check on me and then my neighbor came over to see if I was OK. Neither of them has done that before.
I was listening to someone once, that told how she bailed out of different religions when things were confusing to her. I respect this person very much but I have been thinking about that. I wondered when she would be bailing out in her religion now? I do understand that there are times when things just don't make sense to us. That I believe is the time to really pray and keep seeking. Dig deep, but don't give up.
Do you think God cares about little things? I am sure that I must be a genetic kin to Thomas. I would have wanted tnot only to see the scars in God's hand, but I would have wanted a DNA sample. I am not a faith based person like some. It surely is one of my weaker gifts. Yet, sometimes it is the small things that touch me that God does...and here is an example.
Why do bad things happen in this world? Why do children get sick? Why do good people suffer what appears needless pain? Why does the person that seems to be good parent material, desperately wanting a child-not have one; yet, the person that has no parent skill seem to have the ability to produce child after child.
Well, I was up at 1:50 A.M. today...not too happy about it either. The reason is that my computer crashed, and I had concerns my identity had been stolen. Still am a bit concerned but I will be checking in with the banks later. Yet, today, on my husbands lap top I finally was able to get into my bank accounts. None of them has been touched. I have had to answer security questions of all my banks: but those questions kept others out of my accounts.
Someone sent me an email telling me all her reasons for voting for her candidate. She quoted scriptures, which I felt out of context, and I just did not understand why she wrote.
The woman is a lovely person, so this seems so out of character for her. I felt pushed, and as if she was saying that if I did not vote as she had I was less of a Christian. Was I? No. God gives us the choice to make decisions by our values and beliefs. My friend over stepped my boundaries.
So...Well, I chose to believe my friend simply did not see how the letter came across. But I have been thinking about her email. We need, as Christians, to be especially careful how we use scripture and also to treat each person with dignity and respect. Jesus never forced, needlessly embarrassed. Neither should we.
My friend and I were laughing at each other. Why? Well, like so many people our finances are really starting to be stretched TIGHT. We laughed as we heard the other one describe the stress and frustration to stay paying the bills when times are so tight. We just enjoyed being together sharing the misery I guess!
That experience was a good one. Why? Because it made me realize once again that joy comes often from attitude. God tells us to rejoice daily and that call helped me do that. I noticed so many happy things in this day. Sure, budget is so tight; but I have shelter, food and friends. I sit behind this screen sharing my life. I have hope. Not one day goes without God knowing about it. And today I was able to find so many funny happy things around me.
Today I rest in Jesus.
Our stocks tumbled again yesterday, and now I am hearing more and more people that are losing their jobs. Am I afraid; um, no. Will I be afraid? Maybe, but more and more I am becoming peaceful and steady. I have seen God take care of us so many times. We do have troubles, but then I see God make those troubles bring out good.
Now is a time when people are suffering. My heart is being pulled in many ways as I watch our current economic situation. I am concerned, and I am starting to prepare for troubles. Slowly we are putting money aside, and I am wondering if my tenants are going to be able to keep rents coming.
I watch as people, good people struggle. Yet, I am in prayer. We are heading for a storm. Pull in and press together. God wants us wise, prepared but most of all running to him. So if a storm comes, may we be ready to depend on God.
Today, I am trusting.
Have you ever seen anything like this.... the fighting over candidates. I know there is always fighting but this year; I am simply shocked. I don't understand it either. Where is freedom of speech and choice now?