Saturday, October 31, 2009

More Prayers Please

Dear Friends, I just received an e-mail telling that one of my pastor's sister passed over last night. She is the last of his immediate family. I am asking you to pray for peace and guidance for Pastor Tony in the weeks to come.

Prayers Please

My friend's husband, Glenn, had knee replacement surgery yesterday. Although he is doing well, please pray for his recovery. Also, pray for his wife Lisa and their children that they will be able to have patience and help with his recovery.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Starbucks Day!

One good thing about therapy day is that I treat myself to a Starbuck's Venti Skinny Vanilla Latte with one Splendia (extra shot of Vanilla). For some reason, this little treat relaxes me and it really amazes me how when I am relaxed I am able to talk, vent, cry. So, twice a month I look forward to my "treat".

It's a shame that alot of us can't look at our faith the same way. We wake up each morning and go about our business and then eventually we think "oh yeah" thanks God. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we got up every morning and got excited about having our Latte with God? Our "treat" of therapy with our Lord.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

For Kat

Kat shared with I will share with you:

1. Tell me the absolute best way to watch a movie: wait until it comes out on On Demand. Put on my PJs, a big bag of popcorn. Except for Mama Mia, my friend went to the theater an d we were the only ones in the theater so we sang and danced to the movie.
.2. Do you ever think about your own funeral? If so, do you have specific ideas about how you would like it to be? yup, have already told people what I want. No red roses. And, after, go back to the house, have a stiff drink and remember my jokes. When I told my husband this he told me we couldn't drink and tell my kind of jokes at church. Clueless.
3. Are you more of a giver or a taker? giver
4. Vacations: planned activities and schedules, or play it by ear? planned where I am going, play it by ear when I get there. Ask Andrea for elaboration.
5. What is one often overlooked item in your home that needs to be cleaned regularly?everything
6. Name a cause that means a lot to you.7. Autistic Awareness, Parkinsons Research, Breast Cancer Research
Do you eat a regular old peanut butter jelly sandwich, or do you customize it?Peanut Butter and Jelly alone. Why mess up a good thing And by the way, jelly or no jelly? blackberry
8. If we were having a conversation in person, how would I know if you were nervous? I scratch my nose.
9. Do you have an elaborate bedtime routine, or just the basics of tooth brushing and jammies?face cream(s)
10. Have you ever regretted something you wrote on your blog? don't think so
11. Has anyone ever told you that you look like a famous person or celebrity?nope Did you agree?
12. If you were going to dedicate a song to a loved one or friend, what would the song be and to whom would it be dedicated? my daughter MY GIRL. started singing it to her the day she was born

Ok, who's next

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

The Existence of God

I went away for a few days. Not alone-I was with my husband and we went up to the lake in Central NY State. For the first time his father and step-mother will not be driving to Florida for the winter, they will fly; so we went there to say our winter goodbyes. You see, my father-in-law is 90 years old. And healthy, but he is 90. But, we were also there for another reason. You see, my husband was raised Jewish, and he still celebrates the holidays with his family. I go and I celebrate but in a different way. As I sit in the temple, I hear the words of the Hebrew people. The language of our Lord Jesus Christ. I hear the prayers that are recited and sung and I think that these are the words and prayers that our Lord recited and prayed. The prayers begin with thankfulness, to penitence, to mourning, to celebration, to forgivness. And as each section begins my father-in-law would explain something to me and say: "Read the English, and you will understand". So I read, commentaries, translations, and the ah-ha moment that I would like to share:
Isaiah 43:12 says You are my witnesses, says the Lord, and I am God.
The commentary is as follows: God exists; but unless we acknowledge this, and unless our belief in God's existence has some influence on our life and character, then for us God does not exist...God exists when we recognize God's sovereignty! The sages of the Midrash had their own way of teaching this idea that, in a sense, God depends on us just as we depend on God. When you are MY witness, I am God; but when you are not my witness, I am, as it were, not God.
How sad it must make God when we do not do his will. When we do not testify to his existence and accepting Him and His Son into our lives we are denying him and admitting that HE is not the the ruler of our lives, it is as if we are denying his existence.
I pray for each of you to open your hearts on the days you question and are hard; I pray for each of you to look into the heavens and say yes God, yes Jesus, I will live my life as you have asked.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Thank You

I feel all the prayers but don't stop please. I am praying for each of too. I am thanking God for not leaving me alone and I have some dear friends to help hold me up with God. I will get through this. Co-dependancy is a nasty thing. It takes over a life and you lose all your worth unless that one person validates everything when you want it validated.
I am headed to the lake for a few days. I will be back Tuesday night. Have a wonderful weekend . I love you all.

Friday, September 25, 2009


Can't think lately. Have lost track of a friend and I am afraid. I am so co-dependant on this person to make me feel worthy. I haven't been this long chatting with "friend". "Friend" told me that the only way that I would ever hear or get a message was if something bad happened. I hate my co-dependancy. This is setting off my PTSD. My stomach is churning, my hands are shaking, my mind is running. I keep praying but feel isolated. I want to go somewhere safe from the hurt and pain.