Lately, I’ve been asking God about His phrase ‘taste and see.’ I’ve been wondering what the reason was behind putting those two words together. In the natural, they just don’t make sense, but in the spiritual, they have a whole new meaning. Continue reading
Life Transformations
Among the Waves
Yesterday, I met some friends at the beach, and we had a really good time. It’s funny how God works, how He talks, what and who He speaks through. As I was watching the kids in the water, God spoke.
Out in the waves was a daddy with his little girl. He was holding her hand, and every time a wave crashed into them, he would lift her up to keep her head out of water, and as the wave passed, he would hold onto her, so she wouldn’t drift away, and amidst me watching them, God said, “That’s what I do,” and He continued.
“As the waves of life come crashing into you, I hold you by the hand and keep you above water, so you won’t drown, and so you won’t be carried away. I keep your head above the waters.”
It was so general and so personal. I wonder how many things dads do out of “instinct,” all the while prompted by God to reflect His love. It was so amazing.
My kids had so much fun. We stayed from eleven in the morning until five-thirty in the afternoon, which was very unusual for us. We’ve always been the type of family that goes in the water, dries off, and goes home. We never stay very long, but this time, we were all fine with staying. We left so late that we hit traffic, but it didn’t bother us because we had so much fun in the car together. Next time, we’re going on one of Katie’s days off, so she’ll be with us.
Victorious Nightmare
Last night, I had the weirdest (and scariest dream). Here it goes.
It started off with the church marrying me, Carolyn, and someone else off, but I can’t remember who the someone else was. The church chose the people and set everything up. We were all sitting in a room, and then it hit me: I didn’t even know the heart of the person, which is super important to me, so we all took off, but before we did, we got a hold of the names of who we were to marry, so me and the kids went on a journey to see who the church had picked. Continue reading
Good Reflection
Yesterday, I was reminded of how I used to live with expectations of people, and it was very unhealthy for me, but at the time, I didn’t even notice it.
Before I got sober, which was almost ten years ago, I used to struggle A LOT, and I expected everyone who had money to help me. I mean…they had the money, so why not? I just didn’t understand what the big problem was. AND to top it all off, most of the time, I expected people to help me without asking them. Well, that wasn’t a good way to live. Continue reading
Murky Waters
On Saturday (in late afternoon), I decided to take a bath, which is a strange time of day for me to do that because, normally, I like it dark, candles lit, etc., but sometimes, I think God prompts us to do things so He can speak to us while we’re doing them, and this just so happened to be one of those times.
Since I usually do this at nighttime, it was a little odd being able to see. Shortly after being in the water, I scratched my arm and noticed gunk under my nails, so I rinsed them off in the water. Even after washing, I scratched my arm and collected dead skin, and rinsed my hand in the water again. (Trust me, this is going somewhere.) Right about then, my eyes were opened. Continue reading
To Find the Heart
The scenery on the road of my perspective has changed multiple times and will keep changing, but recently, God has revealed to me one area of my life where it has changed dramatically: the way I see men.
Even through sobriety (and my beginning years of being a “Christian” woman), I would look for men I would sleep with. I never saw their heart, only their appearance. Continue reading
A Wife to Remember
Earlier this week, Scott took me and the kids to the Navy Exchange and the Commissary to, pretty much, buy us whatever we wanted (within reason). Up until this point, it had been very hard to “receive” from him, and while we were walking through the parking lot, I was reminded why.
As the kids were goofing off, Scott and I were walking side-by-side, and I experienced one of those “moments” of deja vu, only this moment reminded me of who I USED to be. I was a horrible wife, and as I remembered back, I felt myself ready to fall apart. Continue reading
The Familiar Path
Last week, when we were at Disneyland, there were times when it was VERY crowded, but we had a good system in place, so we wouldn’t be separated, but in order for that system to work, we all had to do our own part, which didn’t always happen. Continue reading
Happiness Not Guaranteed
Okay, so I “know” that Disneyland has been known as the-happiest-place-on-earth, but that doesn’t guarantee that the people THERE are the happiest. If there WAS a guarantee, then Scott should get some money back because there were times when moods, attitudes, dirty looks, etc. were transferred amongst the kids. It could’ve been their ages, but I believe the emotions ran deeper than that. Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 