Memories

Have you ever sit and thought about the last moments of your life? I do quite often. No I am not morbid or unstable, I keep those moments in the forefront of my mind occasionally because it helps me remember my priorities in life. If you want to know what your priorities are, thinking about those last moments can help you figure that out real quick.

Prayer... Will You Take A Poll About Prayer??

I hope you have been around to see that we are going to be starting a brief daily Bible study mini study June 15th through 30th! Each day we will come back here to the blog for our days lesson. I am currently in the process of creating some new resources to help you in your prayer life and I can not wait to give them to you all. But in the mean time I need a favor from you.

Life Is NOT a puzzle. It is ....

 I HATED this toy growing up! My grandmother on the other hand would sit around and mess with this thing for hours. She finally got tired of messing with it one day. She pulled all the stickers off and re stuck them back on the cube so it looked like she had worked it. She didn't deny what she had done, she just simply admitted, "I got sick and tired of messing with it and the blocks never lining back up." Now I know there are people out there in the world who can truly work these toys but I am most certainly NOT one of them. Not only am I not one of them, but I don't even understand what makes one want to work them. Why? Simply because I can't do it....why try? Then one day I realized, why am I trying to live my life like it is one of these puzzles?

Sidetracked

Sidetracked. I am a master at getting sidetracked or as some people call say, "you can't focus". I start with laundry, then before I have a load fully started I am sweeping the laundry room. Then I start cleaning the boys rooms and before you know it I am sweeping the whole house. Go figure. Well the same is unfornaturally true of my spiritual life. 

I realize what I should be doing and I start out of the gate like a bullet. Then I get sidetracked. AHHHHHH!!! Pull out my hair, shut the front door! AGAIN!!???? I started this blog in February 2014, man time flies, and I have KNOWN this is what I am called to. I LOVE to write but then I get sidetracked. I KNOW I am called into ministry, then I get sidetracked, usually with the realization that I am the most unworthy person on the planet to do this. I KNOW that I LOVE to connect with you guys, and then again I get sidetracked, usually when haters wanna hate and cause problems.

However, when I get sidetracked I start running toward something else, looking for happiness. Happiness that doesn't last because it is not what I am called to do. See other things in our lives besides God, things that keep us from our relationship with Him are idols or another word we don't want to use is a drug. Anything can be a drug. Literally anything. For me it has been exercise. Allow me to explain.

When Dreams Make Sense

Dreams. Sometimes I have them, sometimes I don't. Do you dream? I am not talking about the kind of things we all want to do someday, you know our "dreams". No here I am refering to our lives that run in our heads while we lay fast asleep in our beds. Here lately I have been having all kinds of wierd dreams. Is there something to them or no?