So, here I sit on a Tuesday morning.
Sipping coffee.
Lounging with dogs.
Reading.
Writing.
Praying.
Listening.
I've given myself one more day.
One extra day to just breathe.
One day to soak in the quiet, before I have to get back to life.
One day to BE.
I felt like I've been quiet.
Sorta...
On the subjects of politics and faith.
I felt like I just wanted to get something off my chest.
I think death does that.
As you grieve, you ponder, you think. You realize you have things that you want to say.
So today, on this mental health day, I'm gonna say it!
I'm allowed to have my strong opinions.
Just as you are allowed to have yours.
Let me start by clarifying a few things...
I'm NOT a Hillary supporter.
I D0 support our law enforcement officers as well as any person in the military.
I support the right to stand up for what you believe in.
I believe too many have fought and died for that right whether I agree with the stance or not.
I'm not spineless or stupid.
I am however offended.
Before I lose you, at least read me out.
I'm okay to agree to disagree, just read my perspective.
I really do not like the fact that Donald Trump is one of two major candidates for presidency.
He offends me.
Just using that word offends people.
Some of you may stop reading simply because of my choice of diction.
It takes a lot for me to be offended. He crossed the threshold many moons ago.
To be very honest, I'm saddened he doesn't offend more people.
So, today, I'm going to speak my mind as he has for so long, but I am doing my best to do it with all the respect I can muster.
Since when is it okay to talk to or about women or people for that matter, the way he does?
I want better.
I want better for my daughter and my son.
I want better for my nieces and nephew.
I want better for all the little people in my classrooms.
Call me crazy, but when the two people we have to choose from, to become our commander in chief come down to this...
Well, Jesus must be coming sooner than we want to realize!
To speak with such disdain for people of our human race, well, it makes me sad.
It makes me sad that my fellow brothers and sisters condone it, support it and tell me how small minded I am for not giving it a thumbs up.
You go ahead.
I simply can not.
I will not.
As a voter, I'm all over the place.
That's why I'm an Independent.
I don't back parties.
I support who I align with most.
I say most because I'm never 100% behind anyone.
I realize many, maybe most of you who take the time to read this disagree with me.
I'm okay with disagreeing.
I'm still Denise.
You're still you.
We can still be friends.
We can still respect each other.
That is what makes the USA beautiful to me.
I love the "idea" of a melting pot of people of all different cultures and thoughts living under one umbrella of mutual love and respect.
However, some do not choose to live under the umbrella of respect and love.
They say they do.
They will facebook and tweet they do.
Their actions simply show otherwise.
Thank goodness my hope, my trust, and my allegiance goes beyond the red, white and blue!
No matter who becomes the next President of the United States, Jesus IS still on the throne!
His love and respect for people never changes.
His words and actions prove it.
His grace covers over me, covers over Mr. Trump, and covers over Mrs. Clinton and the rest of the world!
I teach my children to do the right thing, simply because it is the right thing.
I do my best to do the right thing, simply because it is the right thing.
It's called character.
It's called integrity.
I'm not questioning yours.
That's for you to investigate.
The character and integrity of Jesus Christ may be questioned, it may be investigated, but you'll always find the same reports.
Jesus is King.
His word is truth.
His promises do not fail.
I'm not asking you to change your vote.
I'm not asking you to feel all the feels.
I'm simply trying to share my thoughts, no matter how significant or insignificant you think they may be.
The commander in chief doesn't offer salvation.
The office is incredibly important to the world, but it's not for eternity.
Though I'm sad these are our choices for the next four years, we still have an eternal choice.
Have you thought about that choice as much?
Have you questioned it or investigated it?
Have you talked about it?
If you haven't, let me encourage you to.
Politics and "Religion" in one post, oh my!
My words, Donald Trumps words in all honesty, don't amount to a hill of beans. (as Betty would say)
But the words of Lord...now those are words to chew on, question and investigate.
Isaiah 40:8
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever. (ESV)
Matthew 24:35
Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away. (ESV)
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Sunday, September 11, 2016
a legacy
Today...
we remembered that clear September morning 15 years ago.
We could recall where we were and the waves of emotions as we watched the destruction right before our eyes. We remembered the courage of the first responders, the strength of the ground zero workers and the resilience of our country. Today we remembered those who were lost, those who served and those left to grieve.
Thoughts of mourning were juxtaposed with thoughts of joy today.
Today...
I witnessed a man being set apart for full time ministry. God called him to Pastor. He left a career he loved to follow and obey.
God didn't just call that man today.
Today I was reminded of who I am in Christ. As a daughter of the Most High King, I too have been called!
I was encouraged.
I was challenged.
I was charged.
Where can I serve?
Who can I serve?
How can I serve?
I have a legacy!
I was Bill and Betty's fourth daughter. I grew up being challenged and encouraged by two of God's finest servants.
I used to think that was my legacy, carrying on the family traditions, serving others as Mom and Dad did. However, it goes way deeper than that.
I'm a child of God. I'm a joint heir with Jesus. I'm a saint. I have a legacy!
He is my legacy.
I think of the legacy left from 9-11.
We are stronger.
We are challenged.
We are charged.
I think of the legacy I have!
I am stronger.
I am challenged.
I am charged.
I think of the legacy you have.
You DO have a legacy.
What will you do with it?
we remembered that clear September morning 15 years ago.
We could recall where we were and the waves of emotions as we watched the destruction right before our eyes. We remembered the courage of the first responders, the strength of the ground zero workers and the resilience of our country. Today we remembered those who were lost, those who served and those left to grieve.
Thoughts of mourning were juxtaposed with thoughts of joy today.
Today...
I witnessed a man being set apart for full time ministry. God called him to Pastor. He left a career he loved to follow and obey.
God didn't just call that man today.
Today I was reminded of who I am in Christ. As a daughter of the Most High King, I too have been called!
I was encouraged.
I was challenged.
I was charged.
Where can I serve?
Who can I serve?
How can I serve?
I have a legacy!
I was Bill and Betty's fourth daughter. I grew up being challenged and encouraged by two of God's finest servants.
I used to think that was my legacy, carrying on the family traditions, serving others as Mom and Dad did. However, it goes way deeper than that.
I'm a child of God. I'm a joint heir with Jesus. I'm a saint. I have a legacy!
He is my legacy.
I think of the legacy left from 9-11.
We are stronger.
We are challenged.
We are charged.
I think of the legacy I have!
I am stronger.
I am challenged.
I am charged.
I think of the legacy you have.
You DO have a legacy.
What will you do with it?
Friday, August 12, 2016
Wow! It's been a while.
I've missed writing.
Here we go... 4 years later...
In a couple days I'll start another school year.
I teach littles, like really little people!
It is a lot of fun, can be pretty messy, full of laughter, sometimes tears, extremely rewarding, but very challenging as well.
I have been reading and praying a lot to prepare my heart for what lies ahead.
This week after reading a chapter in John Bevere's Drawing Near, I found myself totally undone.
His words hit me. They hit me so hard, I was face down, humbled, doing the ugly cry while my dogs stood over me, wondering why I was such a mess.
After I recovered, I found myself just saying the name Jesus throughout the day. I said it out loud. I said it in my car. I said it in the grocery. I said it preparing dinner. I said it the next day. His name was on my lips. His name just came out. His name brought peace.
"Your praise will ever be on my lips"
The next day my heart was heavy.
As I prayed for a multitude of things, I quieted my wondering thoughts and again returned to simply speak the name... Jesus.
By just saying His name I allowed the weight of His fullness to cover me.
I began to speak all that He is.
Jesus...
Messiah
King of Kings
Mighty One
Jesus...
Lord of Lords
Alpha and Omega
Redeemer
Jesus...
Prince of Peace
The Good Shepherd
Emmanuel
Jesus...
Jehovah
Healer
Deliverer
Jesus...
Holy One
Light of the World
Word of God
and so much more...
Who is He to you?
Let me encourage you.
Trust me when I say I've lived through a lot of valleys.
My life hasn't always been rainbows and ice cream sundaes.
I've grieved, I've hurt, I've been weary.
BUT GOD...
has been faithful.
has provided.
has opened, softened and molded my heart.
has taught me perseverance.
has shown me what I'm made of.
continues to teach me.
He has done it for me.
He will do it for you.
He loves you weary one.
He loves you grieving one.
He loves you doubtful one.
He loves you hardened one.
Will you allow His love to heal you?
Will you trust Him?
Let His fullness cover you today.
Just speak His name... Jesus.
Quiet your wondering thoughts and give Him your heart.
I dare you! ;)
I've missed writing.
Here we go... 4 years later...
In a couple days I'll start another school year.
I teach littles, like really little people!
It is a lot of fun, can be pretty messy, full of laughter, sometimes tears, extremely rewarding, but very challenging as well.
I have been reading and praying a lot to prepare my heart for what lies ahead.
This week after reading a chapter in John Bevere's Drawing Near, I found myself totally undone.
His words hit me. They hit me so hard, I was face down, humbled, doing the ugly cry while my dogs stood over me, wondering why I was such a mess.
After I recovered, I found myself just saying the name Jesus throughout the day. I said it out loud. I said it in my car. I said it in the grocery. I said it preparing dinner. I said it the next day. His name was on my lips. His name just came out. His name brought peace.
"Your praise will ever be on my lips"
The next day my heart was heavy.
As I prayed for a multitude of things, I quieted my wondering thoughts and again returned to simply speak the name... Jesus.
By just saying His name I allowed the weight of His fullness to cover me.
I began to speak all that He is.
Jesus...
Messiah
King of Kings
Mighty One
Jesus...
Lord of Lords
Alpha and Omega
Redeemer
Jesus...
Prince of Peace
The Good Shepherd
Emmanuel
Jesus...
Jehovah
Healer
Deliverer
Jesus...
Holy One
Light of the World
Word of God
and so much more...
Who is He to you?
Let me encourage you.
Trust me when I say I've lived through a lot of valleys.
My life hasn't always been rainbows and ice cream sundaes.
I've grieved, I've hurt, I've been weary.
BUT GOD...
has been faithful.
has provided.
has opened, softened and molded my heart.
has taught me perseverance.
has shown me what I'm made of.
continues to teach me.
He has done it for me.
He will do it for you.
He loves you weary one.
He loves you grieving one.
He loves you doubtful one.
He loves you hardened one.
Will you allow His love to heal you?
Will you trust Him?
Let His fullness cover you today.
Just speak His name... Jesus.
Quiet your wondering thoughts and give Him your heart.
I dare you! ;)
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