Alright so everyone knows that Osama Bin Laden is dead now...the whole world gets it...what I don't understand why the United States of America is rejoicing about it. I mean yes, he has killed thousands of people, but he didn't do it alone! My take on this is that we should just let it be, it's over and done with. I'm glad he was caught, should he have been tortured and killed? No. I don't believe so. I have mixed feelings on the whole issue, he was a bad man, but at the same time he was still a human. God created this man just like He created everyone else. I wonder how his mother feels (if she's alive), his family, his friends. They may not be good people but they still deserve some type of emotions of their own! I am glad that Osama can no longer lead the Al Qaeda attacks...but who is to say they are going to stop. In fact I think they are going to get worse because we have killed their leader. I'm proud of my father for being part of our military, I'm proud of my other family and friends that have fought for our safety, but I am not proud of my fellow Americans for rejoicing at the death of someone. We don't rejoice at the death of a serial killer, sure we are happy that they can't harm anyone else but we don't talk about it for days on end, we don't print it all over the news, we don't talk about it on TV all day long. It saddens me that people really aren't understanding what is happening. I honestly think we are coming to the end of the times, the Bible has many verses that relate to this. I think that somehow the death of Osama probably is playing into the end of the times. I'm not saying that it's anytime soon, I'm not saying I know the day, I'm not saying that I know for sure. I do believe that there are a lot of signs happening to tell me it's getting closer each day. I fear for many of my fellow Americans, my friends, and even some of my family. I want what's best. I want to see each of them in heaven. I certainly think we were wrong for rejoicing in the death of a human being. This is just my view, just my words...I just wanted to let you know how I felt...you can let me know what you think too if you wish. God bless!
The Bible says this about Osama's death : Do not gloat when your enemy falls; Do not let your heart rejoice.Proverbs 24:17
Monday, May 2, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Prayer Requests
I've been extremely selfish lately, only caring about what I want or need. I want to know what others requests and prayers are. I want to step into the gap for people, helping them pray for their needs. After a trip to the E.R. yesterday, the day after my last prayer told me that maybe I shouldn't be praying for exactly that. I think God has a sense of humor, I say this because the night I wrote my last blog about my prayer, I went to the hospital for just that...He sure did answer my prayer, just not the way that I expected. Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that I'm tired of being selfish about what I want, I want to know what others need and want. I want to know where I can help out my friends and my family, if possible. I want to know how I can serve God better by using the tools that He's given me.The Power of prayer is incredible, literally incredible! How many times do we need to pray a prayer that we've prayed a thousand times? I say we continue to pray until we receive answers from the Lord. I always used to wonder why God wasn't doing anything in my timing, but I keep forgetting about how God doesn't go by my timing, He has His own, which is perfect! There are so many prayers that we send up to the Lord that our friends don't even know about. I'm not saying that our friends need to know EVERY single prayer that we pray, but I am saying that we need to know that we have someone that can pray for us, be there for us, and can spend time in prayer with you. I just want my friends to know that I am here if you need prayer, I want to pray with you. Please don't be afraid to send me your prayer requests.
Love to you all,
Your sister in Christ
"For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them." Matthew 18:20
Love to you all,
Your sister in Christ
"For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them." Matthew 18:20
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Emotions
Dear Lord,
I don't even know where to begin. I'm searching all over again, which I don't want to do. Is it wrong to just want to be "normal?" You created me, you know me, inside and out. Every piece of me. Why is it that you made me "different?" Why do I have this hormonal imbalance that other women don't have? I don't understand. I want to understand, but I just don't get it. I'm at a loss, I'm scared. I cry all the time, my moods change on a dime, and I feel like I'll never be the same as other women, like I can't compare to them. I know you do all things well, so I know you had a reason for making me the way I am, but I just don't understand it. Sometimes I just wonder why you chose me, some days I feel honored because you must've chose me because that means I'm strong and can handle it. Other days I wonder if you chose me just so you could see how far I would go. I hate crying, I'm so tired of it, nights of crying myself to sleep for no reason at all, randomly getting depressed or sad, randomly getting mad. I just want to know what your thoughts were while you were making me. You don't make mistakes so I know this was on purpose. I just wonder, but I know I'm not entitled to knowing that, I need to learn to trust you and fully rely on knowing that you do all things well, no matter the situation. I'm asking you to help me though, Lord. I'm asking you to change me from the inside-out. Help me learn to control my emotions, help me to live an "normal" life. It's scary, my whole world could be changed just because of this one thing. I'm scared and I really need your comfort, I need your reassurance that you know what you're doing. Please help me to be a better servant, a better daughter, a better girlfriend, a better friend, Lord whatever you need me to be, I want to be. Show me your ways Lord, teach me your ways.
Love,
Your little girl
You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you. Psalm 139: 1-18
I don't even know where to begin. I'm searching all over again, which I don't want to do. Is it wrong to just want to be "normal?" You created me, you know me, inside and out. Every piece of me. Why is it that you made me "different?" Why do I have this hormonal imbalance that other women don't have? I don't understand. I want to understand, but I just don't get it. I'm at a loss, I'm scared. I cry all the time, my moods change on a dime, and I feel like I'll never be the same as other women, like I can't compare to them. I know you do all things well, so I know you had a reason for making me the way I am, but I just don't understand it. Sometimes I just wonder why you chose me, some days I feel honored because you must've chose me because that means I'm strong and can handle it. Other days I wonder if you chose me just so you could see how far I would go. I hate crying, I'm so tired of it, nights of crying myself to sleep for no reason at all, randomly getting depressed or sad, randomly getting mad. I just want to know what your thoughts were while you were making me. You don't make mistakes so I know this was on purpose. I just wonder, but I know I'm not entitled to knowing that, I need to learn to trust you and fully rely on knowing that you do all things well, no matter the situation. I'm asking you to help me though, Lord. I'm asking you to change me from the inside-out. Help me learn to control my emotions, help me to live an "normal" life. It's scary, my whole world could be changed just because of this one thing. I'm scared and I really need your comfort, I need your reassurance that you know what you're doing. Please help me to be a better servant, a better daughter, a better girlfriend, a better friend, Lord whatever you need me to be, I want to be. Show me your ways Lord, teach me your ways.
Love,
Your little girl
You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you. Psalm 139: 1-18
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