The Giggle Dance
In a past blog I named this dance The Happy Dance, however in honor to The Tall Chica it will be renamed the “Giggle Dance”
Hopes & Dreams: Yours or Theirs
Isaiah 43:18-19 Remember ye not the former things, neither consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert.
Once upon a time a young chica fell in love with Prince Chico and she sort of lived happily ever after. Unfortunately the ever after part lasted only 28 years (Prince Chico died), but she is not complaining because that is a long time compared to most fairy tale marriages.
Her hopes and dreams were in that marriage, sadly most of them were never her dreams, again she is not complaining, Prince Chico took care of her with all his heart. The mistake rested on her shoulders, she believed the lie that she was to pour ALL herself in her husband’s hopes and dreams, eventually toward her children dreams, but never on her own dreams.
Sister’s this topic of dreams began when I heard John Maxwell ask this question on a Joyce Meyer podcast, “Is my dream really my dream?” When I heard that question something stirred inside of me and I knew it was self examination time and the answer to that question woke me up. Truth, Chris’ dreams were my dreams, but he is with the Lord, not with me, time for a new book of dreams.
Now, the young chica now an older Chica, woke up after Prince Chico died, it has been one year since, and now hopes and dreams anew are stirring inside of her, some of those were hidden but are starting to resurface. Time to step out and Trust the Lord and discover the exciting details of those dreams and see where the Lord leads me in this adventure of God’s Will for my life.
It’s not the end.
Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.
Who can satisfy my soul? Only Jesus
Who can satisfy my soul like you,
Who on earth can comfort me and love me like You do,
Who could ever be more faithful, true,
I will trust in You, Lord
I will trust in You, my God
Living Water, rain down Your life on me,
Cleansing me, refreshing me with life abundantly,
River full of life, I’ll go where You lead.
I will trust in You, Lord
I will trust in You, My God
There is a Fountain
Who is the King
Victorious Warrior and Lord of Everything
My Rock, My Shelter
My very own
Blessed Redeemer Who reigns upon the throne
Who could ever be more faithful and true
Lord Jesus, Lord Jesus,
Lord Jesus, there’s none like You
(chorus)
by Dennis Jernigan
Something good is going to happen.
There are days, like today, that I thank God that I do not drive
I would be out there looking for trouble.
Or worse, trouble finding me.
It is not sex that would be way too easy.
Something, inside of me, I cannot explain. A feeling beyond words,
A glimpse,
Running, walking, smelling, touching, feeling,
Brings tears to my eyes as I write
Hear a fighter jet flying above in the skies,
I love the sound.
Something good is going to happen.
Reminisce,
Slow dancing with a man you want,
Do not let this end,
The energy,
Excitement,
Desire,
I feel that too.
Something good is going to happen.
Last time I felt this way, last year, when the Love of God brought me out.
Expectation
Hope
His Love
Freedom
Something good is going to happen.
A Promise
First, I am going to make that devil sorry for messing with me. Second, by the Grace of God , anger is usually not my first reaction to those petty annoyances, it takes quite a lot to get me angry, irritation is a different matter, but I will hold my peace , I will not allow that devil to steal my peace, no more, not even a foothold.
What ever happened to Junior High?
September 4, 2009
Sisters, I wrote on my last blog entry (August 7) that vacation time was over. Little did I know that by September 4, a vacation is considered necessary now, preferably, solo, no children required.
If you do the math on those dates it adds up to 28 days, not 28 years. And if you are wondering what happened, the answer is “What is Middle School or Intermediate School.” What ever happened to Junior High?
Do I sound like I am ranting? All my JR. High memories are returning and they have only one place to go. Out.
Can you say “retribution” or “payback”? When I am talking to my daughter about her homework, all of a sudden I see my mother’s face before me, my daughter is doing exactly the same things I did to my mother concerning teachers and homework. Not funny!
Is this a generational curse? Not funny! I am not going back to school to undo this mess.
However, next week is back to school night and the parents have to follow the bell schedule and each time the bell rings it will be time to proceed to your child’s next class. (5 minutes to run for their lives).
The child can escort their parents to all the classes, visit the cafeteria and take a peek in their lockers. I still have nightmares about my school locker. Not funny.
Another thing is that my daughter had to fill out this paper of her class schedule to help me locate her classes. I hope she filled it out correctly because I still have nightmares of not finding my classes. Not funny!
This blog entry is not a satire, school for me at this age was a nightmare and there is only one thing to do. Get Over It!!!
Phillipians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
The 3 R’s
Nine months since Chris died, 6 months since we moved to California, the Lord provided these months to recover, relax and for recreation, that ends August 24, back to school and work for this family, time to step out again.
Praise the Lord!
Faith is NOT an Option
Romans 1:17
For therein is the righteousness of God revealed from faith to faith: as it is written, The just shall live by faith.
For this Chica, my everyday life here in the desert provides plenty of drama, unlike my mountain experiences with Chris’ illness and death, never a dull moment, here in la la land.
Six months in Fearland, seems like years, but my family and I are having a blast. Yeah right! More like unexpected explosions, here and there and the only to keep all my hair from turning chrome is to Trust God.
“Trust God”, a phrase that typically enters one ear then conveniently exits the other ear and falls to the ground. Why? Because we are not doers of the Word, we are simply hearers of the Word.
Sisters, Romans 1: 17, teaches us how we are to live our everyday lives, that the just (us) shall live faith to faith. Or are you guilty of living by faith to doubt, back to faith again? I know I did.
Living by faith to doubt, back to faith again is too exhausting, all that bouncing around like that, not consistent at all. Trust God! The Lord did not design these bodies to live in yo- yo land, but by faith to faith.
Sisters, remember, the overcoming life (spiritual speaking) demands living faith to faith, not survivor mode mentality or you are going to kick the bucket (spiritually speaking), it is the little foxes that spoil the vines.
Lastly, the Lord commands,” The just shall live by faith.” the word shall is mandatory, not an option, Sisters. Do it!
Liberty in Jesus: for the Record
2 Corinthians 3:17
Now the Lord is that Spirit: and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.
- “Just the facts, ma’am” or “sir”
Sin no longer has power over me
If I sin, I repent and move on
I do God’s will, no on can control me
Liberty from Fear
Liberty from fear of what other people think of me
I do not have to compare myself with other people
I give freely, no longer selfish
Religion is not allowed in God’s temple, not a hint
I do not have to change my personality
I have nothing to prove to other people, not even myself
Liberty to love myself, therefore I can love others
John 8:36, states that, If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed. Jesus basically said your freedom is a done deal, he did His part, and your part is to Believe Him. DO it!
“Trouble Is”
“Trouble Is” by JARS OF CLAY
My wings don’t sail me to the sky
On my own these wings won’t fly
Jesus told me so
Still I’m not so sure that I know
Can’t find no rest for my soul
Can’t find no rest on my own
Jesus told me so
Still I’m not so sure that I know
Man, the trouble is
We don’t know who we are instead
I’ll keep runnin’ the other way
My heart ain’t built to stay
My heart ain’t built to stay
And the world just ain’t that way
My heart ain’t built to stay
My heart ain’t built to stay
Jesus told me so