This is the day the Lord has made

My period of mourning is over, not because of anything I did but because of what HE did. Well after Christ hung on that cross, he continues to give, every hour of every day.
The flesh in me wanted to mourn longer, stay fired up, and hang
on to the outrage I had been feeling since the election.
But I'm not the boss, God is, and mourning was no longer acceptable. God wanted more for me, he reined me in and whispered "stop it, are you going to let Satan steal your Joy?" Since He formed me, He knew exactly what to lay on my heart. God knew I was as stubborn as anyone He ever created so he challenged me, and it worked. I have spent more time communing with The Father, I have spent my hours being productive instead of watching Fox news for hours a day! Over the weekend I painted my living room,it looks fantastic.:)
The furniture and accessories look so much better against "Sahara Sun" and "Florentine Clay"... Next my kitchen.
Anyway, the point is there are so many things to be grateful for. When God cares enough to lift your spirit of joy by "Sahara Sun" how could I not know that He wants us to "Give Thanks and Praise". God has every detail under his control, large and small, He knows just WHAT we need just WHEN we need it. If it took some pretty paint to get me off a course of bitterness, focus on the beauty in this world, then To God Be The Glory. Thank You Father for coming to find me, for nursing my wounded heart, for restoring my Joy in You.

God's Tears

We hear it so often, God's catches our tears in the palm of his hands.
Tonight, I'm crying out to God, "I'm sorry Father, I am so, so sorry for what they have done". I want to hold you, comfort you, tell you how much I love you. We love you, millions of us love you Lord, we stand with you, we grieve with you, and we will forever defend you. I say this with a humble heart, like the heart of a child when he sees his mother crying. He knows he can't fix it, but he wants you to know he feels your heart, he wants to dry your tears with the stroke of tiny fingers sweeping across your cheek
I want to take your hurt away God.
The pain from the spikes piercing your heart.
Pain inflicted upon you from those that call themselves your children,
pain from those who profess to know you, pain from those who seek you in prayer, pain from those who claim to be Christians. Those that rejected you and rejected your word. They chose the world over you and for that my heartbreaks. A Christian is someone who follows "Christ". I can assure you that the path Christ walked down today didn't lead to abortion, homosexual marriage,and anti-Israel sentiments.
I can hear some saying "not for you to judge", I'm not judging, I'm speaking the truth, his truth.There are absolutes, our relationship with God has absolutes. He didn't leave any wiggle room for the luke warm. You are either for me, or you are against me, not my words, God's words. Go ahead, try and convince him that he really didn't mean that.

Neglect

I have neglected my blog and I miss it. I have been busier this past 30 days of my life than I can ever remember. I won't bore you with the details but I will be posting again soon:)

IOU for OU Weekend!

Thanks Diane and Jill for making memories with Jon.
Memories that will make him smile, make him wish,and keep him company always. A little history here...Every year Diane and Jill take Jon to an OU game for his birhtday. They laugh, they play, Jill and Jon gang up on "Auntie" and they make memories.
I believe it's God's destiny for Jon to play football for OU. I believe it's part of his plan not a coincidence that Jon and Jill became such good friends. Jill is in the Hall of Fame at OU and is a great role model for Jon. She makes him want to step up to the plate and be the best that he can be. Have you ever told your child something a thousand times and it appears to have zero impact,then somone else tells them the very same thing and they act like it's "news"....
This weekend Jill talked to Jon about the importance of GPA when you apply at a school like OU. The same thing I've been saying to Jon since he brought home his first smiley face in kindergarten:) It must have had an effect on Jon because he actually did homework Sunday night. I'm hoping that being an A/B student is no longer "good enough" for Jon.
Jon is so blessed to have "Auntie Diane" for his Godmother. If the truth be known she probably prays more for Jon than I do. Her faithfulness in praying for Jon everyday melts my heart. Perhaps this is why Jon says he will never let "Auntie" go to a nursing home, and I believe him.