Thanks Beth!

I love when you really "connect" with a Devotional. Beth Moore writes such Devotionals. In fact, pretty much everything she writes speaks to me. So, you'll understand if I think that she was writing just for me today, won't you?! Here's what Beth had to say to me...ahem...

Self-made fortresses not only keep love from going out, they keep love from coming in. We risk becoming captives there.

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Faithful, loving Lord, according to Your Word, two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: if one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! (Ecclesiastes 4:9-10, 12).

Help me to form healthy relationships and find support in those who encourage me to get back on my feet and walk with You when I fall. Between You, me when I'm willing, and a good friend to hold me accountable, a cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

You warn us, "He who separates himself seeks his own desire; He quarrels against all sound wisdom" (Proverbs 18:1, NASB). Help me to be very careful not to isolate myself.

From Praying God's Word Day By Day by Beth Moore: A Year of Devotional Prayer

I love that she put that line in there "me when I'm willing"...that one line will resonate with me all day, I just know it. So thanks Beth, I really needed this one today!

Sugar and Spice

You were...you are...you always will be.

Happy Birthday Jennifer
We love you
Always.

Dad and Mom
xo

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Sing, O Daughter of Zion; shout aloud, O Israel! Be glad and rejoice with all your heart, O Daughter of Jerusalem!
Zephaniah 3:14

Crazy

I've had my little blog for going on a year and a half now...and I've never had one bit of trouble with it.

A few minutes ago I received a phone call from my son that ItTR had been hit by a spammer. I have removed the comment. And for the time being have put my blog comments into moderation. I hate having to do this. Everyone who has visited me over the past 16+ months has been absolutely lovely. Until today. Hopefully it will prove to be an isolated event and I will be able to remove the moderation status and things will go back to normal.

Whatever that means.

I wish you all a blessed week.

Bless those who curse you, and pray for those who insult you. Luke 6:28

A breather

The past few weeks have left me a bit battered, so I think I'm going to take a bit of a breather. I'm doing fine, so don't worry - just need to take a little bit of time to get it all together again. And I will...I am. So don't go anywhere. Promise? I won't be gone long.

~In the meantime, I wish you and yours a most blessed Thanksgiving.~

I will praise God's name in song and glorify him with thanksgiving. Psalm 69:30

5 letters

One BIG word.

f a i t h

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What Faith Can Do ~ Kutless

And the Lord said, "If you had faith like a mustard seed, you would say to this mulberry tree, 'Be uprooted and be planted in the sea'; and it would obey you. Luke 17:6

Clear as crystal

In my effort (and believe me, it IS an effort) to remain transparent concerning this journey my Sweet Hubby and I began over a year ago, and now my solitary path, I just wanted to say that I began grief counseling today with a Christian therapist.

It has been 369 days since my beloved was called Home and I have cried each and every one of them. Hard, sobbing tears. I prefer to be alone, I don't reach out, I don't do a lot of things I should do. I haven't seen my doctor since my Sweet Hubby's diagnosis and the medications I'm supposed to be on daily are long since gone. And my health is affected. I'm a nurse and I know better. I just haven't...cared.

The therapist asked me today if I'm trying to speed my own passing. And honestly, I had to think about it for a minute. But no...I'm not. At least I don't believe I am. I just don't care about 'me' the way I used to. Because that part of 'me' left 369 days ago.

Many things hurt more now than they ever did before. My Sweet Hubby was a wonderful and willing shock absorber. Who do you turn to when your confidante is gone? Who wraps their arms around you at the end of a bad day when you're all alone? I feel like I'm just one big, exposed nerve ending. To have people ask "when are you going to get over it?" or "when are you going to get on with your life?" is just incomprehensible to me. This IS my life, now. To lose people - friends - from your life that you never expected to lose - people you just knew would be your 'rock'...well...pain on pain.

So, I'm floundering in this sea of grief. And as independent and stubborn as I am, today I asked for a life jacket. I'm embarrassed that I can't seem to "do this" on my own. I'm disappointed in myself. But I'm putting it all out there anyway because we're called to be crystal clear.

And it is my prayer that your love may be more and more accompanied by clear knowledge and keen perception, for testing things that differ, so that you may be men of transparent character, and may be blameless, in preparation for the day of Christ, being filled with these fruits of righteousness which come through Jesus Christ-- to the glory and praise of God. Philippians 1:9-11

365 days

...since the Lord called you Home.

And still I wonder how you can be gone. And if I'll ever stop crying...

My Prince. My Sweet Hubby. My Everything.
11/9/08

Missing you.

Loving you.

Always.

Forever.

Your True.

~Forever...then Rome~

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:18 NIV

What if it's Jesus...

and I walk away...?

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The Twenty-First Time ~ Monk and Neagle

"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'" Matthew 25:40 NIV

Fragile

More sad news today. And I'm just left reeling and feeling...

~fragile~

"The LORD gives strength to his people; the LORD blesses his people with peace." Psalm 29:11 NIV

To sleep...

perchance to dream...

The sadness comes in the waking.

Last night was a gift. Thank you, Father.

"'We both had dreams,' they answered, 'but there is no one to interpret them.' Then Joseph said to them, 'Do not interpretations belong to God? Tell me your dreams.'" Genesis 40:8