I’m surprised we’re still here, aren’t you?
I have now listened to the Ps 121, Ps 37, Ps 18 and\or Rick Warren, Joyce Meyer, Beth Moore, RT Kendall, Steven Furtick and a bunch of other sermons and scripture.
Roughly 32 billion times.
Conclusion…we are going to make it guys.
strengthandcourage.That is what I am talking about.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. That’s in 2 Corinthians.
God is not going to overestimate my stress capacity. He’s got the specs…….
For my soul.
The Bible says “He formed my inward parts in the secret places” ps 139. That has got to include capacity indications.
Like I know how many corn dogs my kids will eat when I’m cooking. Like I know how much ⛽ to put in my car when I’m filling it.
I have to start by giving it to Jesus
asking for His help just to breathe.
I trust God.
He’s got the specs:
I have a dysfunctional view of rest and of work. I want to renew my mind about this. Jesus, will You please help me?
No matter what our work schedules and tasks look like, what if we considered Jesus to be our employer?
Dawn dish soap bubbles
Tails and ears: ever notice how much personality is there?
Skinny mochas: I don’t drink them but I love the name
Discovering a new genre__Cozy mysteries!__current fave “Muzzled” with Andy Carpenter
Dancing to Nat King Cole’s “Unforgettable”
…..in my wheel chair. I love when he spins me.
Naps with my three dogs taking up the whole bed.
Cups of fragrant steaming tea
“Enchanted April” if you get a chance, watch it!
Cooking with loud 80’s music blasting
Early Beatles music
The smell of Old Spice aftershave on on my hubby’s neck after he showers
Clean swimming pools and towels
Thank You God. I love 💖 You back.
- With those that don’t deserve them
- Those not able to handle them
- Those not ready to receive them
I have trouble being consistent with my reading plans.
Thorn in my side.
I think it’s partly a pride thing. I want to be all holy and perfect, you know?
NOT. Not gonna happen. Not at this juncture.
Anyway, God was talking to me about my memory issues (a lot of schleroses in the right side of my brain) and lifelong (unrelated?) consistency issues.
Nailed me. which is just, by the way, Exactly like Him.
Precisely what I was thinking.
You know that scene in You’ve Got Mail where Meg Ryan is telling Tom Hanks why she loves the guy she is emailing, which is actually him but she doesn’t know it?
God can speak through Balaam’s ass, right?
He can use whatever devotional reading day I’m on next.
He wrote it.
He knows it back to front.
Wherever I’m at is good enough.
Yes, I need to work toward consistency.
And I will, God helping me,
but I can relax.
He’ll get me there.
It’s His show, right?
He can use whatever. He’s a genius.