I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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NOT MY WILL
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Perspective is very hard when your spirit is trapped inside a tiny cocoon of flesh. I don’t like the chaos I’m seeing — chaos that could have been stopped had we been diligent (as our founders taught us to do).
We are the light the world has looked to for guidance, a place where people could follow their dreams. We had the tools to remain a constitutional republic (we were NEVER supposed to be a democracy), and over the past few centuries we allowed the rats to take over an elegant ship we once called the USA. Now the rats chew at the masts and gnaw on the wood, sprouting leaks everywhere while oblivious to the fact that if the ship goes down, they go down with it.
That is the hardest thing for me to accept — that “We the people…” have become like the drug addicts that hit rock bottom. We have valued things over God and we will either do what it takes to get out from under our addiction, or we will die as slaves to it.
Sometimes a parent (in this case, God) has to do the painful thing: Tough Love.
I hear your concern for our country. You are right. It is hard to not interfere with God’s discipline of Tough Love to our country or our family and friends. Keep telling it straight.
I recently read of a prominent actor who was going through a tough time. He cried out to God — “This is difficult.”
He heard the voice of God in his ear say: “It is meant to be difficult!”
Tough love is real love!
Sometimes God yanks us out of the traffic instead of picking us up in his arms.. Thanks for sharing that story. I believe it because it sounds like the way speaks to me sometimes.
I just read you Age is Just a Number. Loved the picture. Have a great day, Kathy.
Thanks, Oneta. Today I’m feeling my age, but I intend to have a great day in spite of it. Hope you have a blessed week.
Good point: “Praying my will may hinder the Lord in guiding my loved ones into his plan as I continue to enable them.” May His will be done.
Fortunately we can rely on a God who knows and wants what is best. Thanks, Frankl.
Thanks for making your presence known. How can we ever think we know more good than God does. We are safe to leave decisions to Him.
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Thanks for the re-blog. Helps spread the message. I appreciate it.