Learning From Sisters in Christ...
...much more where this came from!!!
Hello Everyone! I know that is has been awhile since I’ve written. Actually a few days ago I had written something, just poured out my very soul and being and when I hit the POST button it went poof into the atmosphere. I wasn’t upset. I was saddened that I didn’t get to share my thoughts with you, but there was a reason why God didn’t want that posted. There have been other little things that have happened this week like that. Little things that could have easily set me spinning into panic, frustration, and ciaos, but I’m trying to just let them rush over me, because in the end it does no good but just waste my precious time when I freak out over such things. Yet, I still desire to spill forth my very being to you. If I am going to use this blog truly as a diary then I should be able to just spill myself out and get relief, but my heart sins have made me feel very numb and I’m uncertain that I will be able to share fully what’s on my heart or if I even know what truly is on my heart tonight.
The topic of my previous ramblings that you never saw was derived from my visit with my good friend Teresa. Tuesday nights are fast becoming our nights together and I am always blessed when I get to sit with her. I am truly astounded at the sisters Christ has sent in my life. From my real flesh and blood sisters to the great sisters in Christ He has blessed me with. I really don’t know what I would do without them. I can’t imagine my life without them. What a treasured intimate bond God allows women to share. We need to do more lifting up and a lot less tearing down. Anyway, my dear sister Teresa and I met at Family Christian Stores. She became the Assistant Manager there and we had an instant bond. Teresa, Krystal, and I were just gently woven together by God’s hand. I’m at home when I’m at Teresa’s house. One, she has the most warm and inviting of homes. She lights candles throughout the house and she has painted her walls with the most beautiful rich colors and I love her “happy” room. She has infused her house with little pieces of who she is and I always ache when I have to leave. Second, she feeds me and serves me. Teresa not only blesses me with her cooking, but she serves me. I don’t think she truly realizes what that means to me. Third, she listens…I mean really listens to me. I don’t think I have had another friend like her in that aspect. When you are sitting with her she looks right into your eyes and is patiently and lovingly silent while you spill out your narrative to her, and then she always comes back around with some other morsel of truth that God has just given her to add to what you said. Like she says when we are together God just allows us to flesh out our thoughts. You know I have had many many one-sided friendships where I have had to listen about them, and I did that dutifully until I lost the ability to even share my narrative. So, then I do get bored sometimes with people and seem insincere because if you are not going give me care then I’m not going to give you care. This has never been the way with Teresa. She really makes me want to genuinely listen to her. I know that she is listening to me fully, so I perk up and take interest in what’s going on with her. I really want to care for her heart the way she cares for mine. In a strange way she has exemplified what I want in the communication I desire to have with my husband. I am so thankful for this in my life!
In my previous failed post I poured out every single thing that Teresa and I talked about and called it something really cool…”Upside Down Hinds Feet and Other Truths I Learned from Teresa”, but I think I’m just going to end this with my gratitude for sisterships and how blessed I am for them. I need someone to care for my heart. I need someone to love me. I also am tired of the crap and I want to live freely, live a life fully alive, and live a true loving life. There is so much swirling through me per my discussion with my sister Teresa, but it will have to wait until another time. I love you all and have a delightful night!
“Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of men their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will in all things grow up into him who is Head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.”
Ephesians 4: 4-16
This is what is on the side of my chest of drawers at home…
My Identity in Christ
Because of Christ’s Redemption, I am a new creation of infinite worth.
I am DEEPLY loved,
I am COMPLETELY forgiven,
I am FULLY pleasing,
I am TOTALLY accepted by God.
I am ABSOLUTELY complete in Christ.
When my performance reflects my new identity in Christ, that reflection is dynamically unique.
There has never been another person like me in the history of mankind,
Nor will there ever be.
God has made me an original, ONE OF A KIND, REALLY SOMEBODY!
Jabez Prayer
“Oh, that You would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would keep me from evil, that I may not cause pain.”
Armor of God (Ephesians 6: 10-20)
Belt of Truth Buckled around my waist
Breast Plate of Righteousness in Place
Feet fitted with the readiness that comes form the Gospel of Peace
Shield of Faith with which to extinguish the all the flaming arrows of the evil one
Helmet of Salvation
Sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God.
And My God will meet all Your needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4:19
God bless you all my lovely sisters who read this and to those few brothers that grace my blog I pray that I will have the opportunity to know you all in a more real way.
You all bless my heart and soul!
Hello Everyone! I know that is has been awhile since I’ve written. Actually a few days ago I had written something, just poured out my very soul and being and when I hit the POST button it went poof into the atmosphere. I wasn’t upset. I was saddened that I didn’t get to share my thoughts with you, but there was a reason why God didn’t want that posted. There have been other little things that have happened this week like that. Little things that could have easily set me spinning into panic, frustration, and ciaos, but I’m trying to just let them rush over me, because in the end it does no good but just waste my precious time when I freak out over such things. Yet, I still desire to spill forth my very being to you. If I am going to use this blog truly as a diary then I should be able to just spill myself out and get relief, but my heart sins have made me feel very numb and I’m uncertain that I will be able to share fully what’s on my heart or if I even know what truly is on my heart tonight.
The topic of my previous ramblings that you never saw was derived from my visit with my good friend Teresa. Tuesday nights are fast becoming our nights together and I am always blessed when I get to sit with her. I am truly astounded at the sisters Christ has sent in my life. From my real flesh and blood sisters to the great sisters in Christ He has blessed me with. I really don’t know what I would do without them. I can’t imagine my life without them. What a treasured intimate bond God allows women to share. We need to do more lifting up and a lot less tearing down. Anyway, my dear sister Teresa and I met at Family Christian Stores. She became the Assistant Manager there and we had an instant bond. Teresa, Krystal, and I were just gently woven together by God’s hand. I’m at home when I’m at Teresa’s house. One, she has the most warm and inviting of homes. She lights candles throughout the house and she has painted her walls with the most beautiful rich colors and I love her “happy” room. She has infused her house with little pieces of who she is and I always ache when I have to leave. Second, she feeds me and serves me. Teresa not only blesses me with her cooking, but she serves me. I don’t think she truly realizes what that means to me. Third, she listens…I mean really listens to me. I don’t think I have had another friend like her in that aspect. When you are sitting with her she looks right into your eyes and is patiently and lovingly silent while you spill out your narrative to her, and then she always comes back around with some other morsel of truth that God has just given her to add to what you said. Like she says when we are together God just allows us to flesh out our thoughts. You know I have had many many one-sided friendships where I have had to listen about them, and I did that dutifully until I lost the ability to even share my narrative. So, then I do get bored sometimes with people and seem insincere because if you are not going give me care then I’m not going to give you care. This has never been the way with Teresa. She really makes me want to genuinely listen to her. I know that she is listening to me fully, so I perk up and take interest in what’s going on with her. I really want to care for her heart the way she cares for mine. In a strange way she has exemplified what I want in the communication I desire to have with my husband. I am so thankful for this in my life!
In my previous failed post I poured out every single thing that Teresa and I talked about and called it something really cool…”Upside Down Hinds Feet and Other Truths I Learned from Teresa”, but I think I’m just going to end this with my gratitude for sisterships and how blessed I am for them. I need someone to care for my heart. I need someone to love me. I also am tired of the crap and I want to live freely, live a life fully alive, and live a true loving life. There is so much swirling through me per my discussion with my sister Teresa, but it will have to wait until another time. I love you all and have a delightful night!
“Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of men their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will in all things grow up into him who is Head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.”
Ephesians 4: 4-16
This is what is on the side of my chest of drawers at home…
My Identity in Christ
Because of Christ’s Redemption, I am a new creation of infinite worth.
I am DEEPLY loved,
I am COMPLETELY forgiven,
I am FULLY pleasing,
I am TOTALLY accepted by God.
I am ABSOLUTELY complete in Christ.
When my performance reflects my new identity in Christ, that reflection is dynamically unique.
There has never been another person like me in the history of mankind,
Nor will there ever be.
God has made me an original, ONE OF A KIND, REALLY SOMEBODY!
Jabez Prayer
“Oh, that You would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would keep me from evil, that I may not cause pain.”
Armor of God (Ephesians 6: 10-20)
Belt of Truth Buckled around my waist
Breast Plate of Righteousness in Place
Feet fitted with the readiness that comes form the Gospel of Peace
Shield of Faith with which to extinguish the all the flaming arrows of the evil one
Helmet of Salvation
Sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God.
And My God will meet all Your needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4:19
God bless you all my lovely sisters who read this and to those few brothers that grace my blog I pray that I will have the opportunity to know you all in a more real way.
You all bless my heart and soul!
Comments
"I need someone to love me. I also am tired of the crap and I want to live freely, live a life fully alive, and live a true loving life."
If only we all realized this, and felt this way...can you imagine!
I am so glad your one of my sisters! Thanks for the great comments you left me today.
Hugs!