I'm just a little nobody,
I said to myself one day,
Nobody cares what I do,
Or if I work or play.
If I were not here,
Would someone care?
Or would they just go on,
Not noticing me
or wondering that I'm now gone?
"I care about you, my dear one,"
the Lord said to me one day,
"You will always be in my will,
if you will simply pray.
Ask Me for strength,
Ask Me for hope,
In all you do and say,
And I will love you forever,
Dear child, if in your heart I stay."
"Do not cry, my child,
I care about you now.
I loved you before you knew Me.
You didn't even know how.
Your life is Mine to handle,
Your troubles are mine alone,
You are special in the eyes of God,
To Me you are well-known."
"To pay for all your sins,
I sent my Precious Son.
Who else would do that?
I can think of not a one.
You are precious to me,
More precious than silver or gold.
I love you more than anything,
And, with Me, you will never grow old."
"So, ask Me to be with you
and in your heart to stay.
And pray for angels to protect you,
Each and every day.
Love me always, and never fear,
You are a child of God.
I will always be near."
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Oh, how He takes care of me!
Yesterday, I was driving down Sierra Highway and the driver in front of me slammed on her brakes because an ambulance, lights flashing, was waiting to turn left into traffic in front of us. Well, what she failed to realize was that the rest of the cars, going about 55 miles an hour, did not see the ambulance OR her. I slammed on my brakes and just before I ran into her rear end, I checked the side view mirror and veered around her, while the car that had been behind me, tires screeching, smoke flying came probably within inches of her bumper. Right where my car would have been. Thank you God, for helping me to act calmly and allow just enough room for me to squeeze over into the other lane.
I was reminded of the time I saw my angel. I was driving on the 5 North where it merges with the 405 at Roxford. Going 65 mph, I notice all the cars in front of me swerving out of the lane I am in. Then, right in front of me, a car is stopped with its emergency lights flashing. Middle lane, nowhere to go. I slammed on my brakes. I felt the impact. My head jolted forward. But instead of seeing twisted metal, broken glass, etc., I saw my angel, standing between my car and the stopped car. He was HUGE! Dressed all in white. And, at the time, even though I was not in the right place with God, I knew He was protecting me and keeping me safe.
Today, my dad came over and we were going to do some errands. We stalled longer than we should have at home before leaving, getting shoes on the girls, talking, etc. Well, we made a list of all we were going to do today and first on the list was going to the bank. When we got there, we saw two Sheriff's cars parked there, one in the driveway, one parked on the street. I said, "Well, maybe it is their payday!"
We all piled out of the car and walked to the door and the lady at the ATM said the bank was closed. Hmm, there is another branch nearby, so we climbed back in the car. As we were pulling out, a newsvan pulled up and a guy with a newscamera got out and started getting ready to start filming. An undercover police vehicle also pulled up and parked in front. I rolled down my window and asked the news guy what happened. He said the bank had just been robbed.
Had we been on time and not running around trying to get ready, had we not made our list of things to do, had it not taken a few minutes to clear the junk off my passenger seat, had it not been for the GRACE OF GOD, we would most likely have been there at the time all of this was happening. God is protecting me. God is protecting my children. Thank you, Lord, for all that you do for us. For loving us and protecting us, even when we don't realize what You are doing at the time. Thank you for keeping us safe.
As it turns out, the bank robbers GOT THERE at 12:45. We got to the bank at 1:05. It was only minutes after they left that we got there. Thank you God, for your protection.
About 9 years ago, a guy broke into my apartment while I was sleeping. He didn't harm me physically, but he was not there to steal. According to the Santa Clarita Sheriff, "This kind of thing doesn't happen in Santa Clarita." It did. Six months later, he was sentenced to 28 years for sexual crimes he committed against another woman in the complex. Well, even though I wasn't right with God at the time, He protected me. From a crazed lunatic who Satan was using for his purposes. My life is in God's hands. He will protect me from evil and harm.
Several months ago, I began having nightmares. I would see demons outside my bedroom window. They were looking in through the window, and they were ugly!!! Really scary. Scott and I started praying, Father Jim prayed for me. After that I envisioned a canopy, if you will, over our entire property, with angels sitting on the tops of the fence posts watching the property and I saw the demon being pulled away from the window up into the sky above the canopy. The demon couldn't reach me because of God's covering over me and my house. Thank you God! They are real, they are present. But with God's protection, they cannot harm us.
I thank the Lord that in some subtle and some not so subtle ways, He lets me know that He is watching over me and my life.
I was reminded of the time I saw my angel. I was driving on the 5 North where it merges with the 405 at Roxford. Going 65 mph, I notice all the cars in front of me swerving out of the lane I am in. Then, right in front of me, a car is stopped with its emergency lights flashing. Middle lane, nowhere to go. I slammed on my brakes. I felt the impact. My head jolted forward. But instead of seeing twisted metal, broken glass, etc., I saw my angel, standing between my car and the stopped car. He was HUGE! Dressed all in white. And, at the time, even though I was not in the right place with God, I knew He was protecting me and keeping me safe.
Today, my dad came over and we were going to do some errands. We stalled longer than we should have at home before leaving, getting shoes on the girls, talking, etc. Well, we made a list of all we were going to do today and first on the list was going to the bank. When we got there, we saw two Sheriff's cars parked there, one in the driveway, one parked on the street. I said, "Well, maybe it is their payday!"
We all piled out of the car and walked to the door and the lady at the ATM said the bank was closed. Hmm, there is another branch nearby, so we climbed back in the car. As we were pulling out, a newsvan pulled up and a guy with a newscamera got out and started getting ready to start filming. An undercover police vehicle also pulled up and parked in front. I rolled down my window and asked the news guy what happened. He said the bank had just been robbed.
Had we been on time and not running around trying to get ready, had we not made our list of things to do, had it not taken a few minutes to clear the junk off my passenger seat, had it not been for the GRACE OF GOD, we would most likely have been there at the time all of this was happening. God is protecting me. God is protecting my children. Thank you, Lord, for all that you do for us. For loving us and protecting us, even when we don't realize what You are doing at the time. Thank you for keeping us safe.
As it turns out, the bank robbers GOT THERE at 12:45. We got to the bank at 1:05. It was only minutes after they left that we got there. Thank you God, for your protection.
About 9 years ago, a guy broke into my apartment while I was sleeping. He didn't harm me physically, but he was not there to steal. According to the Santa Clarita Sheriff, "This kind of thing doesn't happen in Santa Clarita." It did. Six months later, he was sentenced to 28 years for sexual crimes he committed against another woman in the complex. Well, even though I wasn't right with God at the time, He protected me. From a crazed lunatic who Satan was using for his purposes. My life is in God's hands. He will protect me from evil and harm.
Several months ago, I began having nightmares. I would see demons outside my bedroom window. They were looking in through the window, and they were ugly!!! Really scary. Scott and I started praying, Father Jim prayed for me. After that I envisioned a canopy, if you will, over our entire property, with angels sitting on the tops of the fence posts watching the property and I saw the demon being pulled away from the window up into the sky above the canopy. The demon couldn't reach me because of God's covering over me and my house. Thank you God! They are real, they are present. But with God's protection, they cannot harm us.
I thank the Lord that in some subtle and some not so subtle ways, He lets me know that He is watching over me and my life.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
I'm a little slow
Okay, I am figuring this thing out. Now, I just have to figure out how to add a picture.
It has been pouring down rain for the past several hours. It has finally stopped. Or at least slowed down. My back yard is a lake. My children are sleeping. My house is warm and dry inside. My God loves me. Life is good. Which brings us to, yat ta da da!
Top Ten Reasons to Be Happy Today
10. The Internet is up and running so we can all blog.
9. Friends who blog, so you have something to read.
8. Rain puddles.
7. Mud.
6. Happy, healthy children.
5. Hot Chocolate with whipped cream AND little marshmallows.
4. The holiday season has begun.
3. Holiday season=pumpkin pie
2. We have another top ten list!
1. We have an awesome God!
This top ten thing is addicting.
It has been pouring down rain for the past several hours. It has finally stopped. Or at least slowed down. My back yard is a lake. My children are sleeping. My house is warm and dry inside. My God loves me. Life is good. Which brings us to, yat ta da da!
Top Ten Reasons to Be Happy Today
10. The Internet is up and running so we can all blog.
9. Friends who blog, so you have something to read.
8. Rain puddles.
7. Mud.
6. Happy, healthy children.
5. Hot Chocolate with whipped cream AND little marshmallows.
4. The holiday season has begun.
3. Holiday season=pumpkin pie
2. We have another top ten list!
1. We have an awesome God!
This top ten thing is addicting.
Insignificant me...but not to Him!
Insignificant me...but not to Him!
I have been sitting here for about an hour and a half reading blogs. This is what I get to do at 4:30 in the morning. I love that when you read people's blogs, you get to find out what is in their head, what makes them tick. And I love the people at our church! There are some truly amazing people. Those who, with Christ's help are battling all types of adversity, frustration, and just, in some cases, a lousy job, difficult children (or sisters!), or whatever. What you will find as you read about the day to day in other's lives, is that we are all going through things. Some good, some bad. With God's help, we will all get through.
I have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know the people in my church, through their writings. Wit and wisdom, if you will.
Julie, you are cynical and funny. And oh, how I envy your ability to keep things clean.
Cody, amazing. My prayers are with you. You are truly being used by God in amazing ways.
Alena, you are precious in the eyes of the Lord.
Nomi, keep up the good work. You have artistic talent. You will find it.
Jess, umm, don't stress out your mother. She's going to have a hard time with this whole driving thing. All mothers do.
Carsten. Uh, hmmm. What goes on in that brain of yours, Jimmy Neutron? Your mind must be like, going, all the time. Amazing. Cool.
Steve. Funny. You are a great storyteller. You could write a book. Confessions of an ex-4sqr.
Peg, enjoy California. Some of the people who love you most reside here. (Present company included)
Fr. Rich, I love your stories.
Joann, the mother of all Joanns. Could we have asked for a better Priest's wife? I think not! And those lists...look what you have started!
Hey, look, I just made another list. And it has ten names on it! I'm in for the long haul. Thanks for welcoming me.
I have been sitting here for about an hour and a half reading blogs. This is what I get to do at 4:30 in the morning. I love that when you read people's blogs, you get to find out what is in their head, what makes them tick. And I love the people at our church! There are some truly amazing people. Those who, with Christ's help are battling all types of adversity, frustration, and just, in some cases, a lousy job, difficult children (or sisters!), or whatever. What you will find as you read about the day to day in other's lives, is that we are all going through things. Some good, some bad. With God's help, we will all get through.
I have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know the people in my church, through their writings. Wit and wisdom, if you will.
Julie, you are cynical and funny. And oh, how I envy your ability to keep things clean.
Cody, amazing. My prayers are with you. You are truly being used by God in amazing ways.
Alena, you are precious in the eyes of the Lord.
Nomi, keep up the good work. You have artistic talent. You will find it.
Jess, umm, don't stress out your mother. She's going to have a hard time with this whole driving thing. All mothers do.
Carsten. Uh, hmmm. What goes on in that brain of yours, Jimmy Neutron? Your mind must be like, going, all the time. Amazing. Cool.
Steve. Funny. You are a great storyteller. You could write a book. Confessions of an ex-4sqr.
Peg, enjoy California. Some of the people who love you most reside here. (Present company included)
Fr. Rich, I love your stories.
Joann, the mother of all Joanns. Could we have asked for a better Priest's wife? I think not! And those lists...look what you have started!
Hey, look, I just made another list. And it has ten names on it! I'm in for the long haul. Thanks for welcoming me.
Monday, October 17, 2005
Insignificant me...but not to Him!
Insignificant me...but not to Him!
Top Ten Reasons to Start A Blog
10. Everyone else is doing it.
9. Someone to listen to me rant.
8. I don’t have to pay a shrink.
7. I can see if people really care about what I have to say.
6. There has to be some representation from the James family.
(When I told Scott he should start a blog, he said, “ I have nothing to say!” )
5. I can feel like I have adult communications during the day.
4. I can pretend I am doing something really important at the computer and the kids don’t know the difference.
3. Something to do at 2am.
2. I feel like I am really communicating.
1. I can try to come up with a better recipe for bacon grease.
Top Ten Reasons to Start A Blog
10. Everyone else is doing it.
9. Someone to listen to me rant.
8. I don’t have to pay a shrink.
7. I can see if people really care about what I have to say.
6. There has to be some representation from the James family.
(When I told Scott he should start a blog, he said, “ I have nothing to say!” )
5. I can feel like I have adult communications during the day.
4. I can pretend I am doing something really important at the computer and the kids don’t know the difference.
3. Something to do at 2am.
2. I feel like I am really communicating.
1. I can try to come up with a better recipe for bacon grease.
So, what is that on the floor?
Jessica's question. I look down to find this white stuff, a little wet, shiny, like little tiny...too hard to describe. I pick it up and then look about 5 inches away at another little clump. Then, a few inches away, some more. What in the world? OH! It's that stuff that diapers turn into when they are soaked and there's a hole in it somewhere and this stuff that looks like it is not of this world ends up all over the place. My second child is two and a half. Up until last Christmas I didn't use disposables except when we were out of the house. So, I am still not that familiar with what they do. Well, apparently this is what they do. "*!@#*! diapers! Rebekah, where's the hole in your diaper? Jess, is this ALL the way down the hall and around the corner, or just here, in this room?" Welcome to my life.
We were reading Goldilocks and the Three Bears recently. I said to Jessica, "Wow, it wasn't very nice of Goldilocks to just walk in to someone's house when she didn't know them, was it?" Her response, without even skipping a beat, "She must have thought it was a model."
Today is my sister's birthday. 39. Wow, that used to seem so OLD! Okay, it still does. But, I am 36 and I guess I am getting old, too. But she will always be three years older...
It is raining outside. For anyone who has lived in the desert, the weather is very different here than where I grew up in the San Fernando Valley. We get these amazing electrical storms and from my dining room window, I can see the entire north end of the Antelope Valley. It is really beautiful to sit and watch the bolts of lightning lighting up the sky, one after the other. And the thunder, especially when it is right overhead. My God is an awesome God!
It is 3:30 in the morning. Why am I up? Couldn't sleep. I seem to do this every other night. One night I wake up in the middle of the night, the next night I sleep until Jess comes in, kisses me awake and says, "Mommy! Get up! I'm SOOOOOOO hungry!" So, I go out, turn on Noggin for her, pour some frosted flakes and milk in a bowl and groggily wander back off to bed. Which is when Rebekah comes meandering in, grinning from ear to ear, looking like she did something wrong. So, okay, I will catch up on sleep the next night.
We were reading Goldilocks and the Three Bears recently. I said to Jessica, "Wow, it wasn't very nice of Goldilocks to just walk in to someone's house when she didn't know them, was it?" Her response, without even skipping a beat, "She must have thought it was a model."
Today is my sister's birthday. 39. Wow, that used to seem so OLD! Okay, it still does. But, I am 36 and I guess I am getting old, too. But she will always be three years older...
It is raining outside. For anyone who has lived in the desert, the weather is very different here than where I grew up in the San Fernando Valley. We get these amazing electrical storms and from my dining room window, I can see the entire north end of the Antelope Valley. It is really beautiful to sit and watch the bolts of lightning lighting up the sky, one after the other. And the thunder, especially when it is right overhead. My God is an awesome God!
It is 3:30 in the morning. Why am I up? Couldn't sleep. I seem to do this every other night. One night I wake up in the middle of the night, the next night I sleep until Jess comes in, kisses me awake and says, "Mommy! Get up! I'm SOOOOOOO hungry!" So, I go out, turn on Noggin for her, pour some frosted flakes and milk in a bowl and groggily wander back off to bed. Which is when Rebekah comes meandering in, grinning from ear to ear, looking like she did something wrong. So, okay, I will catch up on sleep the next night.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Three hours of research...
I just spent three hours doing research for a friend who is getting divorced. I am so glad I am happily married and will never have to deal with that! This poor woman has been cheated on by her husband and then her attorney has totally neglected her for the past 15 months. Ridiculous!
I mentioned to someone that this thing is up and going, so now I guess I had better start writing. Problem was, I couldn't remember how to get here, or what I called it! So, now I guess I am part of the population that sits down at the computer and gets to write whatever comes into my head. And I don't care if anyone else likes it or reads it or not. At least I don't have my name as my website!
Friday night I got to spend time with the ladies from our church and we had a bridal shower for Mae. But the whole time I was thinking about Peg's testimony. It reminds me of the old saying that if you and all the other people you know threw your problems into a big pile so that you could pick easier problems, you would end up taking yours back because they are familiar and you already know how to handle them. Isn't it nice that we don't have to handle them ourselves, we can just give them to God and let Him sort them out. I need to remember that when I am stressing out over something. Give It To The Lord.
I mentioned to someone that this thing is up and going, so now I guess I had better start writing. Problem was, I couldn't remember how to get here, or what I called it! So, now I guess I am part of the population that sits down at the computer and gets to write whatever comes into my head. And I don't care if anyone else likes it or reads it or not. At least I don't have my name as my website!
Friday night I got to spend time with the ladies from our church and we had a bridal shower for Mae. But the whole time I was thinking about Peg's testimony. It reminds me of the old saying that if you and all the other people you know threw your problems into a big pile so that you could pick easier problems, you would end up taking yours back because they are familiar and you already know how to handle them. Isn't it nice that we don't have to handle them ourselves, we can just give them to God and let Him sort them out. I need to remember that when I am stressing out over something. Give It To The Lord.
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