Someone had a 10th birthday celebration. Think of the joy this person had when they saw the candy they could get into. Isaac just happened to take a picture of it.
Isaac is long past 10 years old, so maybe this was in celebration of one of his kids that he teaches on Wednesdays, and Sundays. He sure has an assortment of candy!I thought I had the sweet tooth in the family.
You know, you can’t control circumstances, or people. They either love ya, or they duck when you are coming close. Today it was like the later. When I called there was no answer. When I looked, the person was there, outside, working around the house. No answer to the phone, just meant they were doing what they wanted to do at the time.
I have spent many a moment on the phone, in the car, or teaching people. I give my time for them to learn God’s ways. Tonight, I feel like I have turned a page.
We came home, and Isaac was heating up supper for himself. I asked about our supper. He had made no plans. Of course we were gone all day, but we received no phone calls about what we were doing.
I haven’t been feeling good today. I must have overdone in the sun, when I was painting this morning. I paint from 8-11 now, and that keeps me out of the hottest time of the day.
The battle that is going on within me is real, but almost nonchalant. I am being attacked by my “self” this time to think these thoughts. They are not true, but it is a battle, to not let them gain momentum. The solution is to find time to sit quietly before the Lord, with Bible open.
Have you felt this way? I am surely not the only one. Remember that God loves You, and that He died for You. Remember that the devil goes about seeking someone to devour. Don’t let it happen. Stay steadfast, and stand in your faith, even if you think it is small. It won’t be small long, if you use it.
I thought a “ten” was the highest mark some people can make in certain things. I feel like I am marked a 4 right now. I am already not feeling good, and this day makes me feel bad on the inside. I guess it is time to get the Bible out and do some more study for me. I will encourage myself in the Lord.
I give from myself 100%, but right now I smell a snake in the grass. I don’t know what its name is, but it doesn’t care about anyone but itself. Selfishness is ugly. It slithers around, and makes all the focus on ego, and me, me, me. Time will tell what we are dealing with. I choose to love people anyway, and you know? People, places, and things don’t matter. My relationship with my family, and with God do matter.
Now is the time to be a friend, to be loyal, and to be genuine. Have I bumped into something that is not real, and that really is selfish?
Things don’t matter, although the Lord has blessed us. We have green, grass, a home that is standing, and even though I need to mop again, it is decent inside, and out. We are winding down with our lives. Soon I will be a year older, and I see where this is going. The bridge of age difference is there.
I hold out my hand with pies, candies, cakes, cookies, and meals that I have baked for the younger generation. They don’t see the stress, and hard work. They only see the moment of desire to be with their own age, to fellowship with those around them who understand them.
I guess, I should have stopped on the first line. Don’t feel that you have to understand this writing. Being ignored is not of God, but He allows it so I will grow up in Him. God is love all the time. I struggle with people, places and things, but He is steadfast, unmovable, and he wants me to be that way also.
Father, I will try to persist, and not to budge from the walk you have for me. I lean on You harder, and I ask you to surround our home with your peace, and that you would generate friends, and phone calls that are from you. Forbid the rest of them, Father.
We are aging, but our wisdom is sometimes not wanted. Tonight, I feel that way, somehow. If I see things wrong, then open my eyes to see the thing that is playing havoc with my mind, and emotions. I will lift up my head to the hills, from whence comes my help. My help comes from the Lord. Help me to be steadfast, full of love, and to speak when spoken to, with dignity, and humility of spirit.” In Jesus’ name.
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