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Emotional Fleas

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I’m itchy this morning.  Seriously.  My neck, arms, face and chest are itching, and where I’m sitting there is no appropriate way to scratch it away without looking like the the crack-head character on The Chappelle Show. (itch)

My itching isn’t skin irritation, however.  It’s not an allergic reaction, Poison Ivy or Poison Oak either.  It’s emotional fleas, I’m sure of it.  (itch)

Emotional fleas are those people in my life who crawl under my skin and do their best to be a nuisance every second of my life.  (itch) Their sole mission is to remind me that yes, they are still in my life no matter how little I want them there.  Unfortunately Dave and I both have our own BIG, individual, emotional fleas in the form of exes, and they (the fleas) both decided to raid our peaceful nest at 7am this morning. (itch)

As much as we both wish we had never met our EF’s, we have to thank God for putting them in our lives, for without them we would never have met each other.  And without mine, I wouldn’t have two wonderful sons that I love with all my heart. 

I continue to struggle, however, with holding my tongue when he sends a barrage of harassing text messages and emails.  I want so badly to tell him exactly what I’m thinking.  However, the Jesus said, “The second is this: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.” ~Mark 12:31  But oh, I am human.  And ohhhh, how I struggle with this.

I Wonder If You Know Him

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Initially I had reservations about posting this on my blog.  I worried about offending my non-Christian readers.  However, then I realized…  In following MY Christian Faith, I can’t be afraid about offending my Christian readers.  I need to share my beliefs, and hope that my message will touch someone who needs to be brought closer to, and hopefully into a relationship with, Jesus.

On the way to service, Dave and I were listening to K-Love as we usually do at home, in the car, and at work.  This reminded me to tell Dave about the K-Love NASCAR car.  Yes, I’m a NASCAR fan.  I have been since shortly after moving to Ohio eight years ago.  Anyway, it excites me that someone donated the funds to make a K-Love car possible. (See below)

I believe this car may sometimes also be the I Am Second car.   I heard about I Am Second earlier this year while reading a blog.  Written by her family, the blog tells readers about the recovery efforts surrounding Lauren Scruggs, a model and blogger who was seriously injured shortly before Christmas 2011 after walking into a set of active airplane propellers.

I am Second Wristbands

Lauren’s mom, Cheryl, praises Jesus in almost every post, and it was her mention of I Am Second that led me to the site.  Immediately after finding out what the site was about, I knew I had to support them.  Today, Dave and I both wear wristbands 24/7, and I am glad that I ordered six, as I have already turned mine over four times.  I think it’s time to order more.  I AM second.  God is first.

At service this morning, Pastor Nick discussed carrying our crosses.  It was a very strong message.  As a Christian we need to cast aside any parts of our lives, whether they be people, material objects, desires, etc. that lead us away from our Christianity.  We need to carry our cross, and carry it proudly.  We can’t hide our necklaces under our shirts, or be afraid to say “God Bless You”.

Before service started, our church’s media director showed us the commercial the church is preparing for its Easter service.  Ginghamsburg Church will be hosting a BIG unified church service at the University of Dayton’s Arena on Easter Sunday.  All of Dayton is invited.  I’m very excited.  I’m sure the electricity in the air will be phenomenal.

Here’s the commercial…


When I arrived home, I thought a video we shown at service months ago.  After a quick search on Youtube I found it.  I Wonder If You Know Him.

Song of the Day – February 21, 2012

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I’ll post a link later from Youtube so you can hear this great song!

Waiting for Tomorrow – Mandisa

Maybe tomorrow we’ll start over
Maybe tomorrow I will finally change my ways
Said the same things yesterday
Don’t know why I’m so afraid
To let you in
To let you win
To let you have all of me

Can’t spend my whole life wastin’
Everything I know I’ve been given
‘Cause you’ve made for so much more than
Sittin’ on the side lines
I don’t wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could’ve been better

Everyday’s a day to start over
So, why am I waiting for tomorrow

Maybe today I’ll start believing
That you’re mercy is really
As real as you say it is
It doesn’t matter who I used to be
It only matters that I’ve been set free
You rescued me you’re changing me
Jesus take everything

Can’t spend my whole life wastin’
Everything I know I’ve been given
‘Cause you’ve made for so much more than
Sittin’ on the side lines
I don’t wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could’ve been better

Everyday’s a day to start over
So, why am I waiting for tomorrow

Oh, I’m makin this my moment now
To grab the hand that’s reachin down to save me You saved me
And I’m makin this my moment now
To grab the hand that’s reachin down to save me You saved me

Can’t spend my whole life wastin’
Everything I know I’ve been given
‘Cause you’ve made for so much more than
Sittin’ on the side lines
I don’t wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could’ve been better

Everyday’s a day to start over
So, why am I waiting for tomorrow

I’m gonna grab the hand that’s reachin down
And I’m not gonna wait until tomorrow
Oh, tomorrow