I went to the doctor today. left feeling more miserable than when i walked in. SERIOUSLY!!!
The doctor was in and out in less than 5 minutes! I got the results from my MRI... He says "You're fine, no pinched nerves, so i think it's muscular. are you under stress? Im ordering Physical therapy for 6 weeks for you. then I'll see you back." At that, my office visit was over!
Now I'm okay with going to physical therapy, but I believe it is more than just my MUSCLES! My body aches, I can't hardly stand, can't hardly walk, and hurt almost everywhere. I know my body.
Yes I am stressed! I've been outta work for 2 weeks, by the time i go back, it will have been 4 weeks since i made any money! Let alone, MY BODY STILL HURTS!!!!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
My Outspoken Daughter
Tonight my daughter spoke her mind and I could not have been more proud!
My neighbor came down to help me with a clogged up drain in the shower. I invited him to stay for dinner, NIkki made chili, yyyyyuuuuummmmmm.
Well before dinner was even ready, he decided he was going to go home. that was fine. I reckon it was because BEER was not on the menu for drinks in my house. LOL now don't get me wrong, I like an occassional drink, but not everyday.
Anywho, back to my story.
Dinner was ready and we were eating. My neighbor decides to come back to visit, carrying 3 more beers. We were watching TV and he rambled on the whole time. At one point he decided to talk about God. This really upset my daughter and she told him that if he was going to drink and discuss God in her house then he could go home. That he was wrong to only wanna talk about God when he drank.
I am very proud of her. She spoke her mind when he offended her. Without yelling or being mean, or rude she let him know he was offensive. Outspoken. This is just one of the many things I love about her.
My neighbor came down to help me with a clogged up drain in the shower. I invited him to stay for dinner, NIkki made chili, yyyyyuuuuummmmmm.
Well before dinner was even ready, he decided he was going to go home. that was fine. I reckon it was because BEER was not on the menu for drinks in my house. LOL now don't get me wrong, I like an occassional drink, but not everyday.
Anywho, back to my story.
Dinner was ready and we were eating. My neighbor decides to come back to visit, carrying 3 more beers. We were watching TV and he rambled on the whole time. At one point he decided to talk about God. This really upset my daughter and she told him that if he was going to drink and discuss God in her house then he could go home. That he was wrong to only wanna talk about God when he drank.
I am very proud of her. She spoke her mind when he offended her. Without yelling or being mean, or rude she let him know he was offensive. Outspoken. This is just one of the many things I love about her.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
My Starting Point, My Testamonial
First let me start with what at a great day it is! I am blessed by God and touched by His Holy Spirit. Every week that I attend a service at Oak Leaf, I leave with a bounce in my step and an overwhelming love for God in my heart. I feel like the sermon was spoken exactly to me, although I know this to be false, there are a gazillion others there. LOL
Today at church I really identified with something Jody said. Now I can't quote it word for word, but this is where I want to begin.
If you were raised going to church and believing in God and God's word, should you stray, you will return.
Which leads me to My Story, My starting Point.
I was raised up going to church on Sundays, singing praises, memorising Bible verses & the 10 Commandments and even some youth trips. I have to great memories from those days. One that stands out to me was the year I turned 13. It was 1983, at the time my family was stationed in Germany. It was February and my birthday was just a couple weeks away. The youth trip was a few days away, so my mom took me shopping for warmer things to wear. It's awfully cold in February in Germany.
There was a pair of boots I wanted really bad. They were light brown suede, zipped up the sides, fringed at the top, with turquoise beads on the ends of the fringes. LOL yes they were Indian Boots. Oh how I wanted them. My mom said she would get them, but I would have to wait until my birthday to wear them. What a bummer! Reluctantly I had to agree to the terms because I really wanted those boots and being afraid they would sell out, i had no other options.
The day of the trip arrived and I wanted to wear my new boots. Yes, the ones i wasn't supposed to get until ny birthday. I begged and begged my mom to let me take my boots. Whoot Whoot! She let me. I wore those boots the whole trip!
Now, this brings me to the lesson I remember learning on this trip. It has stuck with me since that very day. The lesson was on PATIENCE. This quality of JOB that i do not possess. LOL
Our group was taught a song that day, again I have never forgot it. The song involved a turtle and i like turtles. The turlte had Patience and sang this song to one that didn't.
" Have patience, have patience, don't be in such a hurry.
When you get impatient it only makes you worry.
Remember, remember that God has Patience too,
And think of all the times when others have to wait for you!"
Now the reason I remember this is not only because it is catchy, but because I was so impatient to wear those boots.
Which brings me to the next part of my story.
God has showed me his patience with me. I believe I was around 15 when my family quit going to church together regularly. 16 or 17 when I quit going at all. I rebelled, I decided that I didn't believe in God, in His word. Yet I was like so many people that whenever something goes wrong, I prayed to him to "FIX IT". I lived my life the way "I WANTED", for myself. I did not talk to God daily and I didn't worship him. Not in my home or at church. My belief was that only hypocrits went to church, for if they saw me in a store or on the street, they would not even acknowledge that they knew me. Yet if I sat next to them in Sunday school or listening to the pastor, they would smile, say hi, how are you....
I had many excuses, none of them good enough, for pushing God out of my heart.
The birth of my children did not change me either. I atteneded church occassionally. I say occassionally because I only went sometimes on Easter, Christmas, & Mother's Day. Sundays were my day to sleep in, another excuse. My parents took my children to church, as I quit altogether. 2 of my children also quit going, but my oldest continued to go, regularly, faithfully. In 1998, at 81/2 years old, my oldest daughter became saved. She filled her heart with the love of God and surrounded herself in the Body of Christ, her friends from her youth group at church, youth trips to Super WOW, etc.... As a parent, I couldn't be more proud or filled with love of her. Her little light was shining brightly as she grew in her relationship with God.
Still, I did not go to church, I did not pray, nope, nothing from me. This not only affected me, but my 2 younger children as well. I was as far from God as I could get, and so were my 2 youngest. While i did whatever I wanted, they were doing the same. Getting into trouble, fights, kicked off the bus, even hurting each other with thier fights. They began to resent my oldest daughter and often took thier anger and frustrations t on out on her.
Yet she continued to pray for and love us all. Brighter and brighter her light was shining.
I'll wind this up now.
I took a job for a good, christian man. He really couldn't afford me on his payroll, but he knew I needed the work. Every morning he came in he would sing: "Praise the Lord, I'm a winner either way!" He said this all throughout the day, plus additional Hallelujahs and other praises all day long. He invited me to attend his church, but never LECTURED me.
I began to feel the love of God. Not only thru him, but thru my daughter, my family, & my best friend. God's light was BEAMING thru them and onto me.
One day, i was telling my boss about my weekend. I said, ".... and I took Nikki to church on Sunday and ....." He stopped me in the rest of my story and Said " What do you mean you took her to church? You didn't stay?" I giggled and said "Not this week".
The Next week was a little of the same and on Monday we were discussing our weekends. I told him that this time I just waited outside the church for Nikki to get out. He said," well I prayed to God to get you going to church, You're getting a step closer." He again invited me to attend his church. I declined this time telling him I was going to Oak Leaf with Nikki. But I had to let him know how God had Used him to touch my heart and that he was one of Gods angels.
I started attending Oak Leaf the day the church moved back into the theater. The beggining of the Supernatural Series. As I said before, I thought the sermon was meant especially for me. Michael is an amazing Pastor. He teaches God's word in a way I can understand it and not fall asleep. And ALL my girls attend church with me. When I went to church, they followed. HALLELUJAH! AMEN! THANK YOU JESUS!
Every sermon since has helped me in my journey with God and his son Jesus Christ. I am just starting out and already my heart feels like it will bust for my overwhelming love of God.
There are Angels, I believe my oldest daughter is one! I also believe God spoke to me thru my boss, and he is an angel. Thank you Father for sending your word to me, for touching my heart thru them.
Nikki was saved in January 1998. Never wavery in her faith, believing God will answer her prayer for me in in his time. God listened and answered. I am Saved today, Septmber 14, 2008.
I walked away from my life with God, I have returned to the way I was raised.
Not only did God have Patience, but he welcomed me back into his loving arms.
Today at church I really identified with something Jody said. Now I can't quote it word for word, but this is where I want to begin.
If you were raised going to church and believing in God and God's word, should you stray, you will return.
Which leads me to My Story, My starting Point.
I was raised up going to church on Sundays, singing praises, memorising Bible verses & the 10 Commandments and even some youth trips. I have to great memories from those days. One that stands out to me was the year I turned 13. It was 1983, at the time my family was stationed in Germany. It was February and my birthday was just a couple weeks away. The youth trip was a few days away, so my mom took me shopping for warmer things to wear. It's awfully cold in February in Germany.
There was a pair of boots I wanted really bad. They were light brown suede, zipped up the sides, fringed at the top, with turquoise beads on the ends of the fringes. LOL yes they were Indian Boots. Oh how I wanted them. My mom said she would get them, but I would have to wait until my birthday to wear them. What a bummer! Reluctantly I had to agree to the terms because I really wanted those boots and being afraid they would sell out, i had no other options.
The day of the trip arrived and I wanted to wear my new boots. Yes, the ones i wasn't supposed to get until ny birthday. I begged and begged my mom to let me take my boots. Whoot Whoot! She let me. I wore those boots the whole trip!
Now, this brings me to the lesson I remember learning on this trip. It has stuck with me since that very day. The lesson was on PATIENCE. This quality of JOB that i do not possess. LOL
Our group was taught a song that day, again I have never forgot it. The song involved a turtle and i like turtles. The turlte had Patience and sang this song to one that didn't.
" Have patience, have patience, don't be in such a hurry.
When you get impatient it only makes you worry.
Remember, remember that God has Patience too,
And think of all the times when others have to wait for you!"
Now the reason I remember this is not only because it is catchy, but because I was so impatient to wear those boots.
Which brings me to the next part of my story.
God has showed me his patience with me. I believe I was around 15 when my family quit going to church together regularly. 16 or 17 when I quit going at all. I rebelled, I decided that I didn't believe in God, in His word. Yet I was like so many people that whenever something goes wrong, I prayed to him to "FIX IT". I lived my life the way "I WANTED", for myself. I did not talk to God daily and I didn't worship him. Not in my home or at church. My belief was that only hypocrits went to church, for if they saw me in a store or on the street, they would not even acknowledge that they knew me. Yet if I sat next to them in Sunday school or listening to the pastor, they would smile, say hi, how are you....
I had many excuses, none of them good enough, for pushing God out of my heart.
The birth of my children did not change me either. I atteneded church occassionally. I say occassionally because I only went sometimes on Easter, Christmas, & Mother's Day. Sundays were my day to sleep in, another excuse. My parents took my children to church, as I quit altogether. 2 of my children also quit going, but my oldest continued to go, regularly, faithfully. In 1998, at 81/2 years old, my oldest daughter became saved. She filled her heart with the love of God and surrounded herself in the Body of Christ, her friends from her youth group at church, youth trips to Super WOW, etc.... As a parent, I couldn't be more proud or filled with love of her. Her little light was shining brightly as she grew in her relationship with God.
Still, I did not go to church, I did not pray, nope, nothing from me. This not only affected me, but my 2 younger children as well. I was as far from God as I could get, and so were my 2 youngest. While i did whatever I wanted, they were doing the same. Getting into trouble, fights, kicked off the bus, even hurting each other with thier fights. They began to resent my oldest daughter and often took thier anger and frustrations t on out on her.
Yet she continued to pray for and love us all. Brighter and brighter her light was shining.
I'll wind this up now.
I took a job for a good, christian man. He really couldn't afford me on his payroll, but he knew I needed the work. Every morning he came in he would sing: "Praise the Lord, I'm a winner either way!" He said this all throughout the day, plus additional Hallelujahs and other praises all day long. He invited me to attend his church, but never LECTURED me.
I began to feel the love of God. Not only thru him, but thru my daughter, my family, & my best friend. God's light was BEAMING thru them and onto me.
One day, i was telling my boss about my weekend. I said, ".... and I took Nikki to church on Sunday and ....." He stopped me in the rest of my story and Said " What do you mean you took her to church? You didn't stay?" I giggled and said "Not this week".
The Next week was a little of the same and on Monday we were discussing our weekends. I told him that this time I just waited outside the church for Nikki to get out. He said," well I prayed to God to get you going to church, You're getting a step closer." He again invited me to attend his church. I declined this time telling him I was going to Oak Leaf with Nikki. But I had to let him know how God had Used him to touch my heart and that he was one of Gods angels.
I started attending Oak Leaf the day the church moved back into the theater. The beggining of the Supernatural Series. As I said before, I thought the sermon was meant especially for me. Michael is an amazing Pastor. He teaches God's word in a way I can understand it and not fall asleep. And ALL my girls attend church with me. When I went to church, they followed. HALLELUJAH! AMEN! THANK YOU JESUS!
Every sermon since has helped me in my journey with God and his son Jesus Christ. I am just starting out and already my heart feels like it will bust for my overwhelming love of God.
There are Angels, I believe my oldest daughter is one! I also believe God spoke to me thru my boss, and he is an angel. Thank you Father for sending your word to me, for touching my heart thru them.
Nikki was saved in January 1998. Never wavery in her faith, believing God will answer her prayer for me in in his time. God listened and answered. I am Saved today, Septmber 14, 2008.
I walked away from my life with God, I have returned to the way I was raised.
Not only did God have Patience, but he welcomed me back into his loving arms.
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