A Little Drop of Poison

A Little Drop of Poison by Tom Waits

If you’re too submissive, there won’t be any sexual tension and that’s no fun. Find yourself, don’t get lost in him, be passionate, be confident, be sexy….let him lead, but you get to choose the dance.

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Are We Fighting The Wrong Battle?

2) I’m tired of feminism being blamed for everything.
Can we please get over this one? Don’t get me wrong…the most recent wave of feminism has done some serious damage, especially with encouraging promiscuity as “sexual freedom” and the “right” to have an abortion. In no way do I think we should align ourselves with those things. However, I find it very frustrating when these people who make feminism the scapegoat for every problem completely refuse to acknowledge that every single woman alive (at least in this country) has benefited from the results of the movement. I can vote, I have a college degree, I am protected by laws against domestic violence and rape in marriage, I am permitted to work outside the home, I can have a female OBGYN, and (although I guarantee someone will strongly disagree with the benefits of this one) I am allowed to use contraceptives as a married woman. I frankly am really happy about all those things and despite the craziness of many of today’s feminists, would never wish them away. I’ve seen bloggers even claim that women don’t need to go to college because their only biblical role is in the home as a wife and mother, and also that they didn’t need the right to vote because households voted so the man just voted on behalf of the entire family. Right. Explains why most women weren’t even allowed to read newspapers because they were considered too delicate and unintelligent to understand what was going on in the world or to need an education. To blame feminism for everything is to ignore the fact that we live in a sinful world that is corrupted by sin. Sin is the problem, not a movement! Warrior Wives (there’s more good stuff over on her blog, so go read it!)

Let’s be united, AND be going the right way!

How To Fly

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After going through pain, God promises to show you how to fly once again, just wait, trust and hope in Him. When life hurts instead of sinking into the pain, look up and He drapes this beautiful golden veil over your head and tells you you’re His. Then He says to keep your eyes on Him and to ride this golden highway above the world, above the pain and to not look down but to keep your eyes on Him and don’t look down at the hurt and anger and when you only see His face it feels like you’re flying, strength and hope to do things you never thought possible comes. Here is where to find your value.

I was reading how contempt is the biggest warning sign of divorce. When your spouse belittles you and tells you you’re worthless, you start to believe it and lose hope and grow bitter or dead. But we are not to live in our spouse’s world, we are to allow them to live with us if they are unbelievers and maybe they will catch on to how amazing God is and choose Him. Living in the spiritual realm is where we find ourselves but we have work to do. While we are still here on earth it is not enough to be kind and selfless because kindness and generosity don’t earn respect and respect is necessary before people will listen to you. We must live a life of our calling, we must live our dreams, we must show the people around us we have hope and the best way to do that is to live an amazing life. We need to be ambassadors for Christ to the people around us. To dress up and look our best every day…not to impress our husbands but to show them Christ is worthy of respect. To take care of our bodies…not to be the most beautiful, but because we are representing God to the world and God is beautiful. We should follow our giftings and talents, not because they’re great, but because they will inspire others to love Christ. And the entire time we are running our race, taking care of ourselves and living our lives fully; we need to balance it with gentleness, respect and submission for our husbands. They need to believe they aren’t left in the dust, that we are following their lead and we welcome their love and touch. God blesses us with a vision of unimaginable hope for the future, God lifts us up and gives us visions of how anything is possible and we need to share it with our husband. We need to inspire them and keep our perspectives up out of the evil lower battles going on all around us. Live a life so insane that God is the only way for it to be possible. Be beautiful because you are God’s daughter, be brave because He has armies at His disposal, be joyful and kind because you are so incredibly blessed, be gentle because you don’t want anyone to be left behind.

“Dream” by Priscilla Ahn
I was a little girl
Alone in my little world
Who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees,
And fed my houseguests bark and leaves,
And laughed in my pretty bed of green.
I had a dream
That I could fly
From the highest swing.
I had a dream.
Long walks in the dark
Through woods grown behind the park,
I asked God who I’m supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me,
God answered in silent reverie.
I said a prayer and fell asleep.
I had a dream
That I could fly
From the highest tree.
I had a dream.
Now I’m old and feeling grey.
I don’t know what’s left to say
About this life I’m willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well,
There’s many tales I’ve lived to tell.
I’m ready now,
I’m ready now,
I’m ready now
To fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream.

Unequally Yoked (A Deeper Story)

He Has Risen!

(h/t Ann Voskamp)

May Christ so fill your heart with joy and abundance that NOTHING else matters. We are free, we have victory, we have conquered evil. Happy Easter!! Who says we don’t dance in the streets anymore? Play it loud and dance along in your kitchens, dare you.

A Quick Depression: This is Not of God

I had a bad day yesterday, started getting depressed last Friday and kept sinking lower and couldn’t figure out how to shake it off.   Bad day led to a bad diet and I had animal crackers and two chocolate cookies yesterday, so I don’t get my swimsuit and I didn’t meet my diet goals which sucks but I’ll figure out how to give myself grace and keep going.  Maybe I can start over or have a different goal instead, I’m not sure yet.  The lie “he doesn’t really love me” has been attacking me, my husband says he loves me, I see evidence of his love in his actions, but when there is a lie telling you something you look for ways it is true, and this one makes me feel hopeless and like giving everything up, it’s had some major power over me lately.

So when I get really depressed, I need alone time to recharge (I’m an introvert), so I got in the car and drove and turned the radio up very loud to the Christian radio station, then I cried and repeated the lie to myself over and over again, then I prayed to God about how unfair everything was.  I tried to listen to the songs but they weren’t reaching inside me like they usually do, nothing the lyrics were saying seemed true.  And then it hit me, this is not of God.  This depression, this hopelessness is not of God.  So it must not be true, it must be a lie.  But I still couldn’t escape it, so I prayed for God to take it away, to take away the depression and the lies and the weight of everything so I could live free in Him again, full of hope, full of love.  It took a little time, but it worked and I stopped at Barnes and Nobles, got some caffeine, picked up the book “Crazy Love” by Francis Chan, drove home with the radio loud singing the promises of God deep into my head.  Had a good long talk with my husband about some things we were avoiding and ready to have a good day today full of exercise, homeschooling, healthy eating and lots of Jesus and thankfulness.

God Doesn’t Condemn Me

In my personal dealings with God, I find more often than not He doesn’t condemn me.  I will do something awful, fail and fully expect Him to say, “you terrible girl, how you’ve disappointed me again” but I never get that from Him.  When I go to His word, He lifts me up.  He tells me things like I’m beautifully and wonderfully made.  He tells me He has armies ready to fight my battles for me and I just need to let go and let God do the work for me because I’m too weak.  He shows me Jesus treating prostitutes kindly, and saving them from punishment they deserve.  He tells me He delights in me, I am His daughter and His bride, He loves me deeply.  He fills me and renews my strength with life I don’t deserve and I haven’t earned.  He carries me when I’m unable to walk, He lifts my head towards heaven and tells not to worry about the troubles of this world, keep looking at Him.

I get confused when I see Christians shaming others, because this isn’t how God treats me.  I know the law, I know when I fail and He gently shines the light on my sins, on my harshness with my children, on my selfishness with my husband, on my trying to fulfill my needs with worldliness.  He brings seasons of winter into my life so I know how badly I need Him, He directs me in a quiet voice that I only listen to half the time.  But He keeps trying.

Instead of telling me how bad I am, He tells me “there is a better way, a way to joy but you’re going to have to trust Me because it’s going to feel like you’re missing out, believe Me and follow Me, choose to live wisely even when it’s hard.

And when I’m hurt, when I’m incredibly disappointed with my life, my world and the people around me, when I expect people to fulfill my needs instead of Him.  When there’s nothing left for me to give, I only need to come to Him and He fills me up again with Himself and His love and He tells me to pour it out on those around me regardless of who they are or how deserving they are of it. So you can keep going because God is really all you need. Keep your eyes open to the small gifts He gives, He is constantly pouring His love on us but we have to pay attention and when we see it, notice and thank Him.

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A Hopeful Spring….

 

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