When "Hurt People" hurt people, nobody heals.

Today, I'm frustrated. I've had enough. Absolutely, positively ENOUGH!

I just don't understand how and why people can be so mean. And what disgusts me more is that the people I'm writing about are Christians. They should know better.

I mean really, where is the light of Christ that others are supposed to see in these people? I'll tell you where it is...it's buried under all of their hurtful deeds. And Jesus, I assure you, is not pleased.

Sometimes I wonder if Jesus ever looks at God and says, "Really? You sent me down to die for THOSE people? REALLY?"

Although I completely realize that I am far from perfect, I do try to live my life in a way that will never have Jesus saying that He regrets dying for me. No...I never want Jesus to say that about ME.

But for some people I know, who profess to be Christians, hold Bible study in their homes, etc, etc...all the while, they are cutting others down with their words and actions...I JUST DON'T GET IT!!!

And it hurts. It hurts me to see the hurt that these people are causing to others. And every time the hurt seems to be healing, these people come in and scrape the wound all over again so that the wound remains fresh. Why?

Where is the love that Jesus commanded us to show toward one another? In these, so-called Christians...I just don't see it. It used to be there. How do I know, because I used to worship with them. But a strong wind has blown in and an change has surely come. And now, I can hardly stomach being around them.

Have these people hurt me? Directly...no. Indirectly...yes. They've hurt someone I love dearly, and because of that, yes, they've hurt me too.

So what do I do when "hurt people" choose to hurt people...for me...I do all that know to do...I PRAY, and I give these hurtful people to God. You see, I can't change them, but God can. And in that, I have comfort, peace, reassurance. In that, I know that everything WILL be allright.

Let the DIALOGUE begin! What do YOU do when people hurt you, or those you love? Do you retaliate...in word, or in action? Do you let time pass, and hope that the person/people will get some sense?

Talk to me!

Til next time...

Water and Oil

So I just returned home today from a wonderful 2 day, 3 night stay in Las Vegas, celebrating my daughter Lauren's 21st birthday.

The company was great. Just me and Lauren.

But the longer we were there, the more I realized that Vegas is simply NOT the place for me. I couldn't wait to get out of there. Las Vegas stands for everything that I stand against. Frivoulous sex, over indulgent drinking, profanity, and the list goes on and on. Gotta say, it's appropriately named, "Sin City", and it's no place for me.

Seriously, the longer I stayed, the more my spirit became uncomfortable. I couldn't wait to get outta there and take my child with me. Yeah, she may be 21, but she's still my child.

So you're probably thinking..."If you dislike the place so much then why did you take her there in the first place?"

Well, I'm glad you asked.

I wanted Lauren's first experience in Vegas to be a "classy" experience vs. a "trashy" experience. With me, it was more of a vacation/tour. With her friends, it would have no doubt been an experience much different.

We hit all of the hotels and casinos, from the North end to the South. We had a great meal and margaritas at my favorite spot for margaritas...Margaritaville. And in case you're wondering...yes, it's okay to have a drink, it's just not okay to overindulge and become drunk. All in all we had a great time together.

Every now and then though, I wondered about what God must think of that place. And the more I thought about it, the more I wanted out. Some people flee to get there. Me, I was fleeing to get out. I hadn't been there in 3 years, and if I don't go for another 3 (or more), that would be fine with me.

I'm so happy to say that I'm now home, and in the words of Dorothy, there's just no place like it.

Let the DIALOGUE begin! When was the last time you went to Las Vegas? What would you change about the place if you could?

Talk to me!

Til next time...

My Life Needs a New Size

I know, I know. It's been a while since my last post.

Why?

Because I'm tired. So so tired. All the time.

My days simply don't end. Every minute of every day is filled with "stuff" that needs to be done, but rarely is it filled with "stuff" that I actually WANT to do.

As tired as I am, even at this very moment, I've decided to sit down and write, because I need to.

What to write about? How 'bout this...

The other day I posted this as the status on my FB page:

"...wonders what life would be like if i had time to do the things i LOVE to do (singing, writing, ministry, being a real mom to my kids...doing mom stuff) instead of spending all my time doing things i HAVE to do. sure would be nice. i definitely took a wrong turn somewhere."

Needless to say, I didn't get very many comments. Not surprising. People don't know what to make of a comment like that. And they really don't know how to take me. People don't "get me", and I totally "get" that.

So for any one who's trying to figure out what my post meant, let me help you out:

In a nutshell, I've outgrown my life. Much like the way little kids outgrow their shoes and then need a new pair...my hopes, dreams, aspirations, desires, goals, etc., have become much greater than where and who I've been. It's time for a change. Time for me to grow into the life I desire. Time for me to fulfill those things that are so much more than my past. My life needs a new size.

For those who are content with who they are and where they are in life, the fit will always be comfortable. But for me, the fit is just way too small right now, but I'll know when I'm finally in the size that fits. It'll feel right. It'll be comfortable. Until...I grow again.

Let the DIALOGUE begin! Does the size of your life fit? Is it too small? Or too big?

Talk to me!

Til next time...