thanksgiving

A few years ago I read The Hiding Place and in all honesty I really didn’t enjoy the book at the time. It was too wordy and detailed for me, and just a little too depressing. But, as per usual, this thanksgiving we went around in a circle and said what we’re thankful for from this past year we had. This past year was by far the hardest year of my life. I was hit with family issues, friend issues, and health issues so basically no matter where I went- I was followed by these struggles. While trying to think of what I was thankful for, this book came back to my mind, and this is why:

In the book, one of the main characters says she’s thankful for the diseased fleas that are biting and killing her and her loved ones as she speaks. Directly after, one of the other main characters describes how confused she is because she has no clue how or why she would be thankful for the very thing that was killing them. Later on, she found out that the fleas were keeping the guards from coming in and killing and torturing them. They managed to escape and help tons and tons of people. The thing that was killing them ended up being a blessing.

Moral of the story: I’m thankful for the burdens God put in my life this year, because without them, I wouldn’t be close to half the people I am today, and I wouldn’t be as strong as I am.

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When God Is Silent

This past weekend I had the chance to go on a retreat and, for starters, get really close with some great people. The purpose of this post is the message I liked the most, though. It was “when God is silent”. The whole topic made me start thinking about how I actually react when God is silent. I’m not quick to seek Him out and find Him in situations. I’m quick to do quite the opposite by finding everything I feel that I can’t see Him in (which is 100% wrong to begin with but that’s another story). When God is silent, so am I. I don’t seek to talk to Him or even think about Him, I seek quick fixes and wallow in my sadness. I want to challenge myself to be as loud as God can be (not possible but that’s why it’s the goalπŸ˜‰) when He is being silent in my life. I’m not asking for answers, I’m asking to see Him in the situation.

I Love You

Since I haven’t posted in a long time this post may be a little long; so sit back, grab your coffee, and listen to what I have to say. First off, thank you guys SO much for all the support you’ve given me in the past year! I couldn’t have gone as far as I have without you guys. With this being said, I love you guys and this post is going to be about you.

Love is a strong word. Sometimes it’s overused, sometimes it’s underused, and sometimes its not used at all. But one of the worst scenarios possible is better to use to make someone feel good when it’s not meant truly. We don’t always think about it but love is a very strong word and can make a big difference in somebody’s life. So next time you tell someone you love them think about the meaning of love and if it’s really true to you. This post was about you guys to show that when I say I love you I really do and you all mean so much to me. Once again thank you for all the support you’ve given me throughout this previous year. You have helped me grow in my relationship with our Lord Jesus Christ.I am looking forward to many more blog posts, many more followers, and many more like lessons and experiences with Jesus. πŸ’–

He’s Calling

If you want to hear the sea in a shell, you have to put it up to your ear. If you don’t put it there, you will never get to hear the sound of the waves rolling onto the shore. This can be related to God in a way. The only way to hear the LORD when He is speaking to you is if you listen. Otherwise, you may be missing out on a great oppurtunity to hear what He has to say to you. So next time you think Jesus might be calling you, pick up the shell of righteousness. Also, go follow a good friend of mine at her blog called: equehearts.wordpress.com!!! πŸ™‚

Broken Shells

Whole shells are beautiful. Colorful shells are beautiful. But broken shells are more than beautiful- they are role models. They keeps things nice even when it’s tough. They can even be the most beautiful ones on the beach! Next time you see a broken shell, think of a friend who keeps it together with a broken life and pray for them. They have stories to tell!

Also, I won’t be posting very much from now until July 20, sorry! I will be sooooo busy, but I will post every once in a while! πŸ˜„

Seaglass

When we look at a piece of seaglass, what did we see? We see the foggy surface on the top of it. We hardly even realize that you can still sort of see through it. This relates to how people look at life sometimes. They look at the things getting in their way, but don’t notice the things behind it- the wonderful things we enjoy. Now, think of how it would look like if we chopped that seaglass right down the middle, smashing the front and back of it. What would be left? It’s the part you can see clearly through! If we try to break our fears, it will pay off. Then, we’ll be able to see life in a whole new way!

Loving Nature

I was once told a story that there was a pregnant woman who took a vacation to a beach in Florida. They were swimming near some manatees when one of them was especially hanging around this pregnant woman. Curious about why it was doing that, she searched it and figured out that they can detect the extra heartbeat so they are extra kind to them. God gave us so many kind animals in life, so why do we abuse them?

Do Your Part

I was on a website the other day looking at trash cans with a beach theme so I could get one. Along my journey, I saw many pictures of turtles stuck in plastic rings from our sodas, trash all over the beach, and info about cleaning up the planet. Right then and there, I decided that I was going to take a plastic bag along with me next time I visit the shore and pick up all the pieces of trash I find. The only problem is that we need more people to help! Think of it as a plus on your vacation- wouldn’t you rather sit on a clean beach than a trashed one? Make a to-do list, tell your family, write about it- whatever you do, just remember to do your part.