Tag: heart problems
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DMV
Oh. My. Socks. You guys! I was discouraged. Sad and depressed yesterday. Me and the Holy Spirit have been teaching me to go. To. the. Bible. Instead. of. Word. Chums and Audible. (when I’m freaked out ) I am slowly changing to become more like Jesus. Just as you guys are too. It’s a long uphill…
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“Joyce Meyer 2022💕The Precious Message For All Women Today💕Enjoying Everyday Life” on YouTube
When God says no. I’ve been sick for ten years. I’ve prayed my guts out, but God has not healed me. I just kept getting sicker and sicker. He told me (however that works but he has no trouble getting his point across, does He?) That GETTING SICK… IS… YOUR HEALING. my husband just had…
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Loneliness 💐
My connector is broken. I’m alone. Nope. Let’s Reframe that. I’m learning new skills. My illness makes/lets me be alone alot. My girlfriends must go on without me. If I wasn’t sick, I’d be right there with them too. It’s nobody’s fault. They’re still good people. Sometimes I get to see them, and it’s like…
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Getting sick 😷
I decided I’m like 98% okay with being sick I wouldn’t trade being healthy and able to do things for all the spiritual wisdom and unlooked for changes that God and me have made over the last several years getting sick IS your healing –Karen Darwood
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In a good way
W..A..I..T..ING… Getting sick the last ten years has helped me with this. I have a lot of practice waiting and trusting and listening in those ten years. I’ll be honest: sometimes I hate it. It doesn’t seem to ever get easy for me to not be in control. But over the years as God keeps…
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Rough Season– don’t you think?
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…
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Blogs ROCK 🎸pretty much
first, I have been walking through the hardest time I’ve ever known the last ten years or so. Ugh. I feel like Mrs Job sometimes! So many tears and sleepless flashback-ey nights (is that a word?) and lonely achey broken-heart and whatnot. You know the drill. I got so desperate that I had to start…