It’s All About Trust

My word for this year is trust. Sometimes it is hard to do so, when the world bombards us with pain and sorrow. So easy to fall into the trap of trying to understand what is happening and seek answers and solutions.

So this verse is one I want to recall frequently. My scripture for the week is:

Proverbs 3:5 “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding.”

This is a Biblical truth. One to call to mind when life feels overwhelming.

Blessings,


Taking Time for Bible Study

As far as I know there are four of us doing this Bible Study. There may be more of you out there lurking, and that’s okay!

If you’d like to join in our discussions on Facebook, leave a comment and tell me how far along you’ve gotten so far, and I’ll add you to our private group.

However, due to slowing down to really study and talk about what we’ve learned and questions we have, we need a little extra time to finish reading through the first 24 chapters of Genesis. So I won’t be posting the next reading material and questions until next Sunday!

Happy reading and studying. Don’t you just love Bible Study?


Help! I’m a Diabetic!

My name is Carol Ann and I’m a diabetic.

I had a diabetes pity party for myself yesterday. I shed a few tears.

For the past few months, I’ve pushed aside the reality of my disease. I fell into a comfortable pattern of ignoring good eating and exercise routines.

Routines can put you in a rut. Once I started working outside the home again, I found myself getting out of my regular eating times and craving fast foods because of the comfort they gave and because, quite frankly, I was being lazy. I stopped counting my carbs. I talked myself into believing I could eat what I wanted. I can’t.

My biggest issue is not having the support I need. I live alone. I have no one but me to be accountable to so it’s easy to accept the excuses I tell myself. And so I cried. I told God I was tired of being a diabetic and tired of living alone. Tired of being alone in my fight. And I cried some more.

Then I came to the computer, opened up my diabetes posts and read the last two I had posted about dealing with diabetes when you live alone. I had some good advice and realized the message I wrote was spot on. It gave me the insight to want to fight again.

And I prayed to God and told Him I was sorry for abusing the temple in which He lives. I asked for forgiveness and help. I admitted I couldn’t do this alone.

There is healing in prayer. In admitting our failures and asking for forgiveness and help. Mostly I thanked Him for being such a compassionate God, for loving me in spite of my failures, and for his mercies.

I spoke with two of my daughters and both are going to try and help me find good recipes. See, God sends help if we ask.

I do not have to fight diabetes alone. Neither do you. I wish I had a support group to meet with, but I don’t. There is one group which meets monthly at my hospital. In the winter, it will mean driving at night, which I try not to do, but I think I’ll go on Monday night anyway. I believe God will give me safe travels.

Do you need help, too? Maybe like me you need to stand and say out loud, Hello, I’m (your name) and I’m a diabetic!

I would love for you to share the challenges you have with this disease. Maybe we can be an online support group through my blog.

God bless you and help you in your fight!

Blessings,


I Pray for America

What happened to America, the land of the brave and the free?

I believe we’ve carried our freedom too far. We’ve twisted what it was supposed to mean into something that is evil.

At one time the men and women in America worked in fields barely scratching out a living. They worked in factories that were dark and hot with no windows. They worked in coal mines destroying their lungs. In so many different ways our country’s workers gave their best in the worst conditions to take care of their families.

Yet people migrated to our country so they could live the American dream, too.

We were a country others looked up to. A country where Americans embraced hard work, neighbors, and good will. Oh, sure, there were the criminals who sought to grab power. But there were more people who loved God and embraced hard work and loyalty to the land of the free.

Look at us now. We have become a greedy country pushing the poor aside and forgetting about them. It’s all about me, me, me. Forget the neighbors. Forget loyalty. What happened to respect?

Everything has become a competition, but no one wants to lose. And the winners point fingers and act like spoiled bullies. The news media talks about bullying of school children. Where do you think they learned this? The adults in this country have become the biggest bullies of all time. People are screaming their opinions and then hating on those who don’t agree with them. I’ve never seen such disrespect for our Presidents as I have in the past few years.

We are a weak country and we have destroyed ourselves. No wonder we have become targets for terrorists. As I think about the difference in the world since my childhood to now, I cry.

So I am praying for God’s will to be done. I am praying for him to change the hearts of all those in government and all those who have been drawn to the darkness of hatred and bitterness. I pray for our country, for the healing of our land, for the safety of our children. I pray for the United States of America.

As a writer, I don’t usually talk about politics, and that’s not what I want this blog to portray. It’s not just politics. It is people living with a me first attitude. One day we will have to answer for our actions here on earth. It is time to stop, breathe, and be still and listen to God.

Think before we speak, before we act. Pray for God to open our eyes and hearts to the underlying problems we face every day. Let us look in the mirror and see who we are. No matter how far astray we might be, it isn’t too far away to be saved, to be renewed in heart and spirit.

I ask today that you look into the mirror and be truthful. Let’s spread love, not hate. Let’s be a part of a change for good, not a part of destruction.

Let’s make America a land of people who care about more than our own comfort and greed.

Blessings,


 

 

This is Us

Morning Cup of TeaHave you seen “This is Us?” It’s probably my favorite television show right now. In last night’s episode, the scenes with the doctor who delivered the twins resonated with me.

Losing a spouse is for most people the most devastating loss one can suffer, even tantamount to losing a child, if one can believe that. This episode goes back and unfolds the scenes leading to the birth of the twins.

The raw emotions of each of the three families impacted by the event kept me glued to the program. I could relate to many of the issues faced, but mainly, and most recently, with those of the doctor.

At the time his wife has been dead for fourteen months. Not a year, like his son says, in a particularly emotional scene, but fourteen months as the doctor retaliates in a heated response. He still wears his wedding ring. I still wear my wedding ring. At the graveside, he speaks to his wife and says he misses her every second of the day. He tells her he is tired of missing her so much and doesn’t want to do it anymore. The acting is superb. Instantly my tears started. He says that seeing her pills lined up in the medication cabinet every morning…and then his pager goes off. He wipes his eyes and croaks they’ll continue the conversation another time.

Wow. How many times during the first year after losing my husband did I think those same things? Not about the possibility of taking my own life, but of wishing God would take me, too. The effort of going through each day was difficult. The face I showed the world hid the pain inside. But it is true that there is healing in the miracles of life. Not just in the birth of children into a family, but in the small acts of doing for others. In being a part of helping others, we will be helped.

This is Us. A well-crafted television show.

This is life. With Christ, all things are possible.

And so, I lift my cup of tea this morning in testament that one can go on after losing a spouse. Life will change, but in reality, life is a series of changes from the day we are born. We need to look at the blessings in our life, the positives rather than the negatives. God can work miracles out of the darkest of times.

Blessings,