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The University of Higher Learning

Off and on I have shared with you a few of the hardships I have experienced the last 3 years.

The death of my son. Then immediately after his death I needed more emotional support than ever, but instead was further alienated and impacted by terrible family drama, followed by the estrangement of a precious family member. Shortly after that I experienced an ankle injury that took 8 months to fully heal. I thought I was out of the woods once my ankle healed, but no. Sitting around waiting for my ankle to heal led to my back atrophying and further caused issues with a previously existing back injury, which then led to over six months of sciatica (also referred to as psychotica because of its ability to drive a reasonable person to utter insanity).

After some time I could commiserate with Job’s predicament.

Throughout the hard times I asked, begged, and sometimes in frustration demanded healing and relief. I cried buckets of tears. I wanted, needed, an escape from the agony and the heartache. I wanted a speedy recovery, a prompt delivery, anything, to get me past the immediate pain. Continue reading

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The Locked Gate

imageLife is just like this sometimes. Our path goes smoothly for a while then suddenly there is a locked gate ahead looming large before us, a blockage in our path that won’t allow us to pass without stepping way out of our comfort zone and making some sort of sacrifice. In life we can’t exactly go back to what life was before we arrived at the locked gate; we have three choices. We either give up, or sit by the locked gate and hope someone with the key will show up soon, or we must get uncomfortable, sweaty, messy, and possibly wet. We must get out of our cozy place and get to a place where things are out of sync with our earthly comfort and understanding to get around the locked gate. Continue reading

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Even God Knows Relationships Are Messy

imageWhen I was a teen I was very curious about love as it was a foreign concept in my home.

At home, the word, meaning, or idea was never ever discussed… far from it. Life there was a string of harsh criticism and heartache.

In my mid-teens I became enamored with the newspaper comic strip called “Love Is.” I carefully cut out each little square and taped it inside my bedroom closet door along with the rest of my collection of Love Is comic strips trying to make sense of what love really meant. I gazed longingly at the little figures; their messages of love seemed so ideal.

I wanted their harmonious, altruistic, and thoughtful ways to be part of my life also.

I genuinely thought these little people represented the true example of love and relationship, and that anything else proved to be lack of love, something to run from. Continue reading

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Grandmotherly Wisdom

Photo: Grandmother says... Carrots, Eggs, or Coffee; "Which are you?"</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, "Tell me what do you see?"</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. "What's the point,grandmother?"</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity--boiling water--but each reacted differently.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>"Which are you?" she asked her granddaughter.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>"When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?"</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Think of this: Which am I?</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <p>---AUTHOR UNKNOWN —

A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?””Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft. She then asked her to take an egg and break it.After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. “What’s the point, grandmother?”

Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity–boiling water–but each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.

“Which are you?” she asked her granddaughter.

“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”

Think of this: Which am I?

Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?

Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?

—AUTHOR UNKNOWN —

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Happy Father’s Day God!

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You created me out of love. Whether I’m young and beautiful, or older and worn, you love me just the same!

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You Can’t Go Wrong Pleasing God

imageI was just yesterday talking to a friend. We were discussing a study she was doing and how she suddenly realized that we all wear masks. We try to please others by becoming who and what we think they want us to be. I agreed there is much truth in that. As a former people pleaser, I aimed to please those close to me, often at my expense. Continue reading

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A Note From an Aspiring Author

Book writing, like wine,

only gets better with time;

and an enormous amount of revision.  emy

Okay everybody, I am finally almost done. For reals this time! Really, I meant it!

But what a chore it has been.

For a while I have been threatening to write a memoir. Well, I finally did, but the funny thing is that it’s not my memoir.  Though, of course, it has an awful lot of my heart and soul in it.

It’s really the fictional memoir of a homeless man named Nick. I have a desire to bring awareness to the tragedy of homelessness and the heartbreak of un-adopted foster kids that age out of foster care, and end up homeless.

As if those poor kids have not been through enough already.

Yes, this really does happen, by the way.

You may have some questions.

How did I end up writing a fictional memoir, rather than my own? And What on earth would make me think anyone would even be interested in reading my memoir anyway?

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Do We Expect Too Much?

I learned something last night.  I am taking a self-help class on a book called Safe People. A profound book on relationships that’s backed by Scripture.  We discussed relational peeves in our group. I shared two experiences.

Scenario #1

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One is the Loneliest Number

image“Hi, I’m at the store and want to buy this plaque really, really bad.  I want you to talk me out of it,” I phoned my husband.

“What?  Well, what does it say?”

“It is shaped like a dog biscuit and it says, ‘The more people I meet, the more I like my DOG.'”

He laughed. “That’s a good one.  Why do you want me to talk you out of it?”

“Because that’s exactly how I feel right now, but don’t think we need the plaque. So talk me out of it.  Juts say something like, Honey; we don’t need one more plaque.”

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Kindness Matters

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Recently, I was with a good-sized group of ladies. As people talked about their heart-wounds it made me realize that extreme pain and anguish are everywhere. One can drive down any street past rows of houses, and believe it- it’s a sure thing that just about every house is inhabited by at least one or two deeply wounded souls. Continue reading

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