Hannah’s Angst

In the bible, God leaves on record the story of a woman named Hannah. She was the mother of the great prophet Samuel. On its surface, it’s the story of how Samuel was dedicated to the Lord from birth, but that is beside the point. The real lesson in Hannah’s story is her worry about a situation that needed healing.

images-30In the bible, God leaves on record the story of a woman named Hannah.  She was the mother of the great prophet Samuel.  On its surface, it’s the story of how Samuel was dedicated to the Lord from birth, but that is beside the point. The real lesson in Hannah’s story is her worry about a situation that needed healing.  She could not have children, and it was a constant source of worry, hurt, and concern. Continue reading “Hannah’s Angst”

Mistake or Sin?

When confronted with the truth of our misconduct, we’ll flip through a Rolodex of excuses as to why apologies are not necessary or how we can go around it. Yet, most of the time, our delay lies in the fear that someone else realizes we were wrong—as if— ha!–we’re always right!

images-28Is it a mistake or a sin?  As part of spiritual awareness, I’ve often had to come to grips with this question. My heart conditions and motivation when I did was wrong.  Is there a difference between a mistake and a sin?  So what is the difference?  This is like asking was it an error or did I err?  These two words may sound alike but are slightly different concepts. In either case, the results are the same.  I need to address my morality problems.  When people seek spiritual healing, inevitably there is a “come to Jesus” moment when they realize that a lot of their problems are about themselves and not the other guy.  To some, apologizing looms as a daunting task.  I never could understand the uber-fear of apologizing or admitting to a wrong.  The best Christian is an honest Christian. Continue reading “Mistake or Sin?”

5 Signs of Religious Addiction

Here I am, asking Jesus to fix it again. This blog is about spiritual awareness. I decided to write this when I was talking to my husband the other day, as I go through this phase of spiritual awareness in my life. The first phase was many years ago when my religious naiveté wore off and I realized that everyone who called themselves a bible believing, born again, hymnal-carrying “church of God” Christians was not one.

Here I am,  asking Jesus to fix it again. This blog is about spiritual awareness.  I decided to write this when I was talking to my husband the other day, as I go through this phase of spiritual awareness in my life.  The first phase was many years ago when my religious naiveté wore off and I realized that everyone who called themselves a bible believing, born again,  hymnal-carrying “church of God” Christians was not one.  Back then, I was comforted by the Lord when he encouraged me to focus on Him alone.  I realized that you can’t make other people do right, you’re only responsible for your own life in Christ. Continue reading “5 Signs of Religious Addiction”

The Fruit of the “Apology”

In relationships, when you are trying to recover and heal, the pain is real. Opening yourself up to pain can have good and lasting effects. My husband always said, “Look at the fruit”.

pain makes you strongerIn relationships, when you are trying to recover and heal, the pain is real.  Opening yourself up to pain can have good and lasting effects.  My husband always said, “Look at the fruit”.   I ‘m glad to say that the fruit of my apology to my daughter has been awesome.  Even though she and I suffered a deep hurt, we are bouncing back with a vengeance.

My daughter and I talked again last week.  She was on her way to school.  I told her about the article, and she brightened up and said “Oh yeah? Look at you!”, in the way she often does like she’s the parent teaching the child.  She seemed as happy for me getting that off my chest as I was, about her forgiving me.

I noticed something, and it was a big something.  The tension between us was gone.  That unsaid weight that can hang over a relationship.  She accepted me and I accepted her.  She understood me, and I understood her.  Between us had stood an invisible wall that we laughed around, had dinner around, shopped around, and played around, but it stood there, unmoving, solid and stoic.  I had tried to tear it down many years ago, but so many bricks had been laid, some of which I had no idea how they got there.   While I was laboring for God, it was like someone came in the middle of the night and had created a whole house around us and rooms in between.   I had to go and find out what room my daughter was in.  Not an easy task.

It hurt me that I had let that happen.  I am not a person that often cares what people think of me, if I believe in what I am doing or hey, just don’t want to do it.  But in this circle, in this realm of religion, it seemed I was weak.  When I was not a Christian, I could be in a room full of people smoking weed and if I didn’t want to do any, I could stand my ground.  Back then, it wasn’t really on any moral ground. I just wasn’t interested.   Now why, when it came to religion did I crumble to other peoples’ opinion of my child?  Why couldn’t I just stay focused on what God was telling me as an individual?

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I beat myself up about that but only for a “minute” though, because I know that it doesn’t do any good.

I know that when a woman wants to shed the past and make changes, so many times, we go for our hair.  My daughter had been talking about cutting her hair for a while, not just for style, but mostly because she wanted to re-grow her hair and start over.  She’s in beauty school, so her teacher fixed her up and she has suuuper-short hair now.  Her teacher said, “Girl, you’ve got to have confidence to wear your hair like that!”   Now, some people may not look well on that, but I see past the outward of what she did.

 She has confidence.

When she first came by the house, she’d did a self-cut.

I said, “oh wow, I wasn’t expecting that but you should get your teacher to line it up right and smooth out the look”.

I told her how pretty she was.  She’s grown, she can do what she wants.

She has a beautiful face, so there’s nothing she could do that would detract from that.  I wasn’t going to say anything negative after our bond had been restored, nor did I feel compelled to.

The first place you learn how valuable or special you are is at home, from your parents.  If that not given, it’s hard to have good self-esteem.

I have seen her confidence in herself blossom, and that’s what’s important.

When an apology from the heart is given, healing on both sides can come quickly.

 

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KNOW YOUR VALUE

God sends people the UP elevator all the time, but it’s up to them to take the ride to the top. He is faithful to tell people what to do, or give them understanding on issues and many of them will still be dull of hearing. Meanwhile, you are wasting valuable time waiting for them to approve of your actions.

fine goldSometimes, people and circumstances can make you feel rotten,  but you must take the time to understand the value of your life.   When God created you as an individual, your birth itself was instant value. When God changed your life to walk with Him, that is, again, instant value. Your spiritual life is God giving you a chance for a special, dynamic experience which the bible describes in terms of building materials. You need to believe in your worth in order to build on the foundation of Jesus Christ.  Continue reading “KNOW YOUR VALUE”