My Testimony, My Saga, My Legacy... Pt. 2

Chapter 2: In which a selfish decision was made...

As I was saying, I steeped myself in fantasy. I used to say, "Drown your worries and woe in a world that doesn't exist." With such incessant hammering, something had to give. Shortly after my 13th birthday I made a decision -- All the fair maidens, all the great ladies, all the heroins, and every other girl to prance across the pages of a novel had one un-wavering characteristic in common... a guy. Shortly after my 13th birthday I screamed at God that I didn't care what it took, how He did it, or what I had to do, I had to have a prince.

Talk about selfish, huh? There I was, not even out of middle school, and I was demanding that God send me a husband, NOW! In the back of my mind I knew that if God complied to my demands there would be the biggest disaster since Archduke Prince Ferdinand was assassinated! -- but what did I care? I knew what I wanted and I wanted it right away.

I prayed that prayer often, "I don't care what you do, God, send him. And send him now!" but I kept all my thoughts to myself. I am firmly "anit-dating." What I mean is, I never want to date. If you date, that's your business, but I don't want to date -- it's that simple. My parents are in full (and encouraging) agreement. (I'll post my reasons in a completely different post.) With that in mind, I was terrified what would happen if my family found out what I was thinking. Married at 13? Sheer balderdash! Regardless, I kindled and re-kindled my selfish hopes and desires to find my "prince charming" and become Mrs. Charming, all before I graduated high-school.

With all of this imagining going on, I had no social life. I didn't have any friends -- except for the ones I had in books -- and it began to wear on me to an immeasurable degree. I had no friends, all I ever did -- or wanted to do -- was read. I slowly withdrew from my family because I felt so lonely. Odd if you think about it, how when you feel lonely, you want to be alone...

All this time, God was sitting on the back burner. "God? Ptch! I know all the lines, what do I really need Him for?" were my thoughts. I thought that I knew everything from listening to my dad. Everyone I met at all the different youth-groups I tried were fakes and phonies -- nobody that I really wanted anything to do with. My downward spiral into depression was accelerating, and I refused to do anything about it except sit at my bedroom window and stare out, hoping that my prince would come and rescue me from my loneliness.

All that time I could have been using for God. I wasted so many hours upon hours that I could have used helping people. All that time I could have been involved in Church or reading my Bible, but my selfishness and pride would have none of it. I isolated myself from the world so that my loneliness was 100% self-inflicted. I could have done so much, but I refused to do anything, and so my life became miserable.

To Be Continued...
Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

My Testimony, My Saga, My Legacy... Pt. 1

I've been wanting to write this for a long time now, but it seems I'm just getting around to doing it. I've decided that I want to write out my testimony for everyone to read. In the words of Solomon, "Listen to counsel and accept discipline, That you may be wise the rest of your days." (Proverbs 19:20) I want people to learn from the mistakes I've make, and perhaps... just perhaps they will fair better than I did.

Before I even start the tail, I want everyone to know, "God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose." (Romans 8:28) I know a lot of very godly people will disagree with the decisions that I've made. I will be the first to tell you that I've made some pretty big whoppers! But in the end, I've gained such a close and intimate relationship with the God that I love that I don't regret anything that has happened to me, nor do I disdain the destination I have arrived at. I have done my best to portray the events accurately from both sides and chronologically.

(For anonymity, all names and places have been changed ;) )

Chapter 1: In which a course is laid...

I suppose if you're to understand me, I have to give you a bit of background on exactly where I came from. After all, everyone had a beginning and I'm no exception.

My family has the wonderful habit of moving every two years. Like clockwork almost, we pack up all our belongings and leave to what seems to be another country. I loved it. New sights! New sounds! And my favorite of all, New food! But, as much as I enjoyed it, I never had any close friends. As hard as you try (and as procrastinating I am) I could never stay close to someone after we left.

I come from a very large extended family, but a very small immediate family. As much as I love my HUGE family, I'm just not very close to anyone. With that said, my Mother, Father, Sister and I are nigh on inseparable. We've been through just about everything together. As the military says, "No man left behind." No matter what any of us went through, we would stick it out together, and especially since I never had any close friends, we were closer still.

As wonderful, and great all this was (and still is) there was one great big missing piece that demanded to be filled... Jesus Christ was not number one in my life. I love my family so much, but no one -- no thing! -- should ever be put in the place that Jesus Christ Himself must stand.

I became a Christian when I was seven years old. No testimony there. My dad is a theologian and led me to Christ in the simple sinner's prayer. Although I had Christ living inside of me, I didn't have a live and active faith of my own. I knew all of the facts, Bible stories, and jargon that my dad told me, but I still wasn't "on fire" for Jesus. For years, I leaned on my dad's faith pretending it was my own. Still, Jesus was not number one in my life; instead, I decided to fill my life will books and fantastic worlds.

I love fantasy. I majorly, MAJORLY LOVE FANTASY!!! And, as long as it is not taking Jesus' place I will read and read and draw and dream. But, life cannot solely revolve around the imaginative characters in a world that doesn't exist and still be on path to Jesus. With that knowledge, you can see, my life did not revolve around Jesus.

To Be Continued...
Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

Memory Lane: Strawberry Jam

Today I decided to make strawberry jam and I was thoughtfully reminded of the first time that I was taught this delicious art of preserving fruit.

A friend had invited me over to her house during the strawberry season, she had gone to a field and bought (literally) GALLONS upon GALLONS of strawberries! I helped her unload them into the kitchen and she showed me how to prepare them for jamming. It had been a very wet spring, and this caused the berries to be very small. We washed and cored several thousand of those suckers before we could even get to the fun stuff. :D

After all the cleaning was done, we crushed the fruit and boiled it in one of the largest pots I've ever seen. Feeling a bit like Dallben, I was assigned to stirring the pot. It was so much fun. We were laughing and talking, and as my nature demands, singing while cooking.

Isn't it wonderful how God can bring people together and have a wonderful time? Quite often I find myself having the best time when I'm fellowshipping with other believers. We will bring food, and do something together, sometimes play games, sometimes talk. We share laughs and joys, and bear up eachother's burdens.

Having people you can share your burdens with is important for us sojourners. Since we are not of this world (just simply in it) we need to find and meet with others who are not of this world also. It is in these little groups of True Christians that God really shows Himself.

One of Satan's most convincing lies is that we are all alone in this evil world. That no one else remotely cares about doing what's right, and that no matter how hard you fight, it will never really make a difference because you're all alone. I remember being at youthgroup and the pastor was talking about this very concept. I'm paraphrasing, but this is what he said,

"You are not alone. That's the biggest lie Satan tries to shove down out throats! On the count of three, if you are saving yourself for your future spouse I want you to say 'I am'. One, Two, Three..."

In the room were about 300 high-schoolers. I knew I planned on saving myself for my future husband and as I voiced my "I am" I felt sure that I'd be the only voice to echo in the room. As he said the word three over a hundred voices all said "I am."

"You're not alone," finished the pastor. Tears sprung into my eyes as I realized I had bought into a lie. You are not alone!

Even when you think that nothing matters. Even when you think that there's no point. Even when you think that you're doomed to walk these dusty roads by yourself -- I'm happy to say -- YOU'RE DEAD WRONG!!!

As God said to Elijah, when he cried out of his aloneness,

"Yet I will leave 7,000 in Israel, all the knees that have not bowed to Baal and every mouth that has not kissed him." (1Kings 19:18)

Fruits of the Spirit: Patience

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Fruits: Patience









Joy, Peace, Patience

God -- Not Church

We are so busy in our lives. Work, school, activities, family, friends, me-time. Everything we do can end-up crowding our lives and become an entity of it's own. Welcome to the modern version of "THE BLOB"!!!

With all that we do how can we ever manage to keep things in order, especially our time with God? I'm sure you've heard me say this before -- prioritize! What is the most important thing to you? Let's first make a list of what we've got on our plates... Go on! Get that sheet of paper and start writing what ever comes to your mind:


Going to the movies with my friends.
Driving the kids to sports.
Cooking dinner for the family.
Going to work.
Going to Church.
Cleaning house.
Praying.
Local Bible study.
Reading.
Devotional.
Painting.
Gardening.
Doing Homework.

With that now on the page, put things in the order of most important to least important. Here's is the rule:

#1 God
#2 Spouse
#3 Children
#4 Everything Else

Notice it does NOT say Church! GOD not Church is our number one priority. Immediately after that is family. Now, I know this may come as a shock to you, but if going to Church three days a week and getting involved in all the functions destroys your family's peace of mind (and your own) -- guess what? -- you've got to cut back. Your obligation is to God Himself, not the Church.

Please don't misunderstand me. I think it's VERY good to be involved in Church, have Bible studies, go to small groups, and so on. But if you find your family breaking down under the stress of so many obligations IT'S NOT WORTH IT! If I know my family's had a absolutely exhausting week, I have no problem NOT going to Church that Sunday. We'll take our DAY OF REST and -- you got it! -- rest. We'll do a simple family devotion instead or watch a video of one of our favorite Bible teachers.

I would encourage to you make an effort to be involved in Church, but not at the cost of your family or sanity. Some of the best things that ever happened to me happened in a Small Group or Youth Group. When we're fighting the world everyday at work or at school, we need a Godly recharge at Church. And we need it often! Godly fellowship is something you can only get at Church, but is it necessary to do EVERYTHING that happens at Church to get that? Answer: No.

A story of that from my family...

My grandparents came from a Catholic upbringing. But when they left the Catholic church, my Grandmother became HYPER involved in her new faith and church. Anything and everything that went on in the Church she was in up to her elbows. However, in order to do this, she had to sacrifice her taking care of her children and household. What happened because of that? Everything fell apart, not to mention her children, trying to pickup the slack, became thoroughly exhausted and bitter. After living like this for sometime, my Grandma finally realized her first obligation was to her family -- not the Church. She stopped getting so involved at Church and started making sure her family was fully taken care of by her. What then happened? Her family was happy, healthy and renewed because she took care of her priorities.

God is something to be enjoyed -- not dreaded. When getting involved in Church make sure you aren't sacrificing your priories.