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Well, it has been 4-1/2 months and I’m sort of still in the middle of the haze. But clarity is there! At less than a week before we had to move, we found another place. And moved to a much smaller apartment…down from a 4 bedroom house to a one bedroom apartment. For the first two months I slept with my daughter in her bed. I had to file bankruptcy and seemingly all didn’t seem so well. Tonight I sit here with about $15 left for most of the week. But all IS well…

You see I didn’t know that last June the well-groomed young man with the big muscles and great manners had hooked my daughter on the big H. The first was all free. So while I’m wondering why God isn’t answering…He’s working things to stall, because I can’t receive a supply with a mess formulating on the side. Before it was over we had a few family tsunamis and an almost certain death. The last big H she bought was laced with a deadly drug. By way of a prayer request from someone at a former church I found out that someone died from where her purchase originated. The withdrawal was unreal…but we formulated a plan and are walking it out each day. So far so good…she’s clean and moving forward.

In these last 4-1/2 months…I realized I needed to move on from my job. I’ve retired. I put my daughter through a technical class and we’ve purchased a rinky-dink car…but it gets us where we need to go. The guy who sold it to us is a swindler….but God will handle him.

It’s all going to be okay. My girl is alive and I know God kept her alive through a fatal dose. Through fatal choices. And in the middle of it, she had a dream that certain people in a certain church were doing her harm. I went to the Courts of Heaven to have them release her. We are moving more toward the Lord being able to release His financial blessings. I’m totally blessed because I KNOW she is free. How? Because isn’t it foolish to think it after all we’ve gone through? No! Because of learning all I have about the Courts of Heaven I’ve been able to break bloodline curses. I’ve spoken to those things that have held her in this terrible place for so so long.

My word to all parents out there: do not allow a job to keep you from your family. Make sure you are present and participating. Not as a cranky ruler but someone your child can trust. There are days you draw a line…a month ago I said “no more drug dealers” are allowed in our house. I’m vocal and bold to them that I’ve got a hotline to the police and I’m not playing. I speak the Word to them with authority–they know I’m not afraid of them. I don’t make conversation, but give them the facts. I think it is readily known I will fight this to my dying breath. I speak life to my daughter. I don’t need to figure out why, when or how…I just know that Satan set a trap and the Lord has set her free!

Be vigilant. Break family curses. Speak life. And don’t be afraid to go after the enemy. As for the original guy…well, he’s out there giving folks freebies. One day he will end up dead…we actually tried to talk to his parents, but they just shrugged it off saying he was an addict and that’s what addicts do…I’m not willing to settle for that, because this is a war with principalities and powers.

So from someone who has fought the fight…family is the MOST precious earthly possession. DO NOT keep you from standing in the gap. Vet each person coming in your house–I’m not kidding. The best picture I can give is from the movie Uncle Buck…remember when he was looking for his niece and he had that drill to take apart a door…that’s who you need to be…

Blessings and may you continue to walk in His grace all the days of your life.

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It’s Saturday. I got served an eviction notice. You see it appears that God didn’t come through. I’ll get a check in 13 days, but that check is spent finishing up something extremely important for my daughter. More important than a place to live, you ask? Yes.

You see she’s had a tough road. Some things happened because she made some bad decisions; however the decisions were made in light of a series of circumstances that crept into her life like a snake into a campsite. We all have those things happen.

Things happened to my money. In the course of two weeks, my only two cars were totaled–I wasn’t involved in either. Just a circumstance. My summer money was spent, and I borrowed a great sum and ended up repaying like I owed the mob. I began the next school year without signing up for 12-month pay, because I had a series of financial issues hitting. The next school year seemed to have one thing after another. One of the wrecks proved to be more expensive than just a totaled car. And here we are on this fine July day.

Here is the upside…last night my 20-year-old and I started a game. We pretended to be in a witness relocation program and had to leave. Actually it is about 1/3 correct…you see her former boyfriend who went to jail for abusing her knows where we live and we need to relocate. He has proven to be a constant thorn who appears like ants at a picnic. God said that He will handle him, and that is a future story.

Want to hear a God-thing…Three weeks ago, as I texted my mother when I’d write the word Blood (i.e. the Blood of Jesus), the name of my mom’s best friend would pop up instead. I called said friend’s daughter, and the day after my mom called the friend (she had changed phone numbers, and these gals are getting close to being centenarians), the friend’s daughter died. After that, my mom was texting me and the word “relocate” kept coming up instead of a word. Again…God uses everything. My daughter and I share a car, and we need two cars. We will be moving soon (and I have about 1/3 of the energy that a person my age normally has). but God is still on the throne.

I’ve found a new place in my relationship with Jesus…a place that is deeper than I’ve ever been in my 50+ years of being a Christian. And I’ve made changes: I’m on the 12-month plan now. And I’ve learned to pinch a penny beyond pinching. I’ve seen my daughter evolve in the last seven years from a very suicidal, hurt, angry girl into a defined woman with a plan. She also can stand up to all her non-Christian friends with a faith for Jesus.

I read many books since the first of the year. All of Robert Henderson’s books about the Courts of Heaven. My financial situation might be in a holding pattern, but my younger daughter is free! Seven years of severe depression, using things to cope, and being abused by anyone who wanted to violate a kind soul. This summer the veil has been lifted and eyes of her understanding have been open. This is worth more than a billion dollars. The books by Praying Medic have opened a new door to seeing in the Spirit that I’ve never been part of before, and from that my mom has picked up the pace and is in a spiritual place she hasn’t been in years. My older daughter has the most wonderful brood of chicks, and she has a wonderful career that allows her to help mothers. So life is good. AND if God can change the world in a day with these, then He will make a way in this financial desert I’m walking now….

One more thing. Jesus is the only thing that matters. He is all and in all. And we must walk each day listening and acting on his behalf. We must do things to encourage people. We must be His voice no matter where we are headed…even when we are headed to the end of a dream, or when the bank account is dry.

A month ago my youngest got a citation and I went to court with her. The officer had written the citation in error and the reason for the traffic stop (running a stop sign) never was ticketed. There were no fines, fees or anything. However, as I waited in the court room I sat next to a young man and the Lord had a word for him. This young man looked like he was heading down a dark path. The Lord had me to ask if he had a praying grandmother. When the young man laughed and said yes, I said: The Lord would have you know that you need to listen to, and do what she has said.

Maybe we went to court just to deliver that message to a young man who’ll be dead in the streets if his life doesn’t change. God operates in ALL things. I honestly wish I had about $10,000 right now…but at the end of this day I know God is orchestrating everything for my good.

Hannah and Her Sisters was the name of a Woody Allen movie. Can’t remember much about the plot or anything else but the name. Movies…Hollywood…Stars…all are people you can soon forget. Having spent time on a movie set I know the stars are cared for and pampered. Each and every need is met. The bigger the star, the bigger the demands and the bigger the isolation from the “rubber meets the road” we all experience each day. Temporary pleasures immediately fulfilled that keep these people (and many others) from reaching for the eternal.

This week my friend Hannah lost her baby. It wasn’t a miscarriage of 8-10 weeks, but the death of a baby on his due date. Hannah’s sisters (+ Mom, Dad and brothers + Hannah and her husband) all kept faith that this baby would be resurrected. Simply put: one day this precious baby was moving and the next without a heart beat. I can’t imagine anything sadder for parents and family to experience.

I come not to dwell on this event, but what took place because of the event. A family stood on the Word of God and total trust in Him. They spoke the Word and lived on prayer for several days. I’m not sure what happened at the hospital, but I would imagine that they didn’t permit anything to invade their faith like double and triple checking hospital monitors. They threw all they had on God; they put their faith in the eternal.

Sadly for us who are earth-bound, this child is with Jesus. We know we will see him shortly. The empty place he left will last a lifetime, but we know that life is short. “Soon” (50-70 years) the real Hannah and her sisters will be holding this child and embracing the One who has taken care of him since he passed from this world to eternity.

This kind of faith is mocked. People think you’re crazy, but God is well-pleased. Their trust was totally cast on Him. Satan and his demons tremble at actions like these. And this kind of faith is more real than the computer you’re looking at right now. This computer will soon be biting the dust in a recycle bin…faith like this can change history. Because it didn’t change events this time doesn’t mean God didn’t get the glory. Think how this impacted the hospital staff for starts. Their short email updates impacted my faith level and pushed me to believe that God might surely resurrect this baby.

I don’t know what you’re going thru today. It might be just a day or you might be worried about bills, tornadoes, floods, job, stock market…just like the movie Hannah and Her Sisters…those things are a temporary moment in time with temporary benefits. Soon these will be long gone and replaced by something else. Consider what this family has done. They spoke into eternity and caused the demons to tremble.

Please take to heart these verses…Romans 8:35-39: 35 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? 36As it is written: “For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.” 37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39 neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Please ponder what this nameless family has done….trust Jesus with all you have that you’re willing to look silly to the world to trust Him.

I read this title last week, and thought about writing about my death. Let me say I like being alive and don’t expect to die soon. Time goes so fast. It seems like a couple of springs ago I was at the Spring Fling at Florence State University (now University of North Alabama) and getting ready for college graduation. I felt like I had the world by the tail. Thirty-seven years later I’m about to become a grandmother, and the world wasn’t always as benevolent as I wanted.

In the same amount of time since that spring in 1974, I’ll probably be dead or close enough that people worry about that elderly lady. Then one glorious day I’ll shed this old earthly body and be present with the Lord. Maybe I’ll awaken one morning and know that this is the day that I die; or it might come as a complete surprise. Nonetheless, I hope death comes during sleep. I prefer not to die in a fire or by drowning. I don’t like the cold, being buried alive or gutted like a fish like William Wallace in Braveheart. But what ever the Lord has prepared for me the end will come at a time that was assigned.

When I see His face, I don’t expect the Lord to ask me if I wore long hair or patent leather shoes. He won’t be interested in my Cadillac or lack of Cadillac. I believe God will be more concerned about what I did with my time, talent, and if I was able to love unconditionally. He might even measure all my thoughts and actions by The Golden Rule—what he called the greatest commandment. However, if today was my last day then I’d like these to be my parting thoughts:

  • Life is short, therefore handle with care. We think it is very, very long when we’re waiting for our 18th birthday. We can’t wait for our graduation, marriage and children. Then at some point time starts spinning out of control. Today you’re in the car with your two-year-old and tomorrow she’s graduating from high school. Your youngest child isn’t a baby forever and soon you’re alone and can do all those things you thought you’d never do again like sleep late on a Saturday morning.
  • Don’t spend time cursing the thermostat or the guy who pulls out in front of you. Spend more time praising God for all the blessings He’s given you.
  • Spend more time on the eternal and less time on the temporal.
  • Most of us believe we are a brilliant combination of Stephen Hawking and Pa Cartwright, but we’re more like Jethro Bodine and Clark Griswold. If we were perfect we’d have no need for Jesus to be our strength. We’re the best when we’ve given up and turned it over to Him…that is especially true when our kids are around 13. Worry less about what they’re doing to embarrass you, and love them more—unconditional love goes a LONG way.
  • Laugh at least once a day. Laugh most about yourself—don’t take yourself so seriously.
  • Remember kids are people too with ideas, feelings and dreams. Before you react remember how much God tolerates from you.
  • Remember your teenage years and all the crazy stuff you did and you turned out okay. Cut the kids some slack…instead of grounding a kid maybe a treat from McDonalds and tell them all the good things about them.
  • If you don’t have children, then find someone else’s to ‘adopt’. Parents never enough time or money, so having a favorite aunt or uncle can be rewarding for all involved. We’ve loved having Auntie Karen for our kids.
  • Speaking of family…are you close to them? Recently in the South we experienced a day of tornados that totally changed the geographical landscape, but also neighborhoods and families. What if today is the day that your family changes forever? Are there people with whom you need to make amends? Are there people with whom you need to reconcile? What’s God speaking to your heart…just your heart and not what the nosey neighbor or Sally Churchgoer wants to recommend?

One day in the next fifty decades my earthly shell will be laid to rest. It will be a day of rejoicing because I’ll finally be Home. The Bible says: to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord…and it can’t get much better than that.

Are you ready to write about your death and what lies beyond? If you don’t have that assurance, then seek Jesus today.

I’ve been pondering this blog for quite some time. Actually it was before Thanksgiving that I began thinking about it, and as we get within hours of Christmas, I’m continuing to think of family. Tomorrow Liz and Chris will be arriving from Virginia, and Mom from Alabama. Friday my brother and his family will be coming for a couple of days. While I could survive one holiday without family, it would only be because I knew they would be there for the next one.

Three weeks ago my close friend lost one of her sons. In a flash a young man who finally had a goal and was making plans for his life was gone. In another part of town there’s a child I see frequently when I’m out. This child has no idea that I know who she is. She only knows family on one side because of a murder many years ago. One side took the kids and the other never made an attempt to make peace. There I am looking and thinking “wow if your family could only see you”—actually I know the family who doesn’t know the child. They are listen among the super-Christians in my hometown. Yet…a child who has their blood doesn’t know them.

There are many reasons why people don’t see their families over the holidays other than weather or distance. When we first married our church took in a girl who had been disowned by her family because she was pregnant. Others aren’t welcome because they’re _____.

Jesus was born so he could take our sin. He was born to die so we could have life. Our eternal security is based on the fact that Jesus gave unconditionally to people who didn’t deserve it.

If this holiday comes and your family isn’t there. Make the call. Open the door and welcome those who haven’t been home in a while. Make Jesus the reason…He did it for you.

I was driving down Church Street the other day and glanced over at an old church here in town; a famous town landmark. It is also famous for a sign they put in the window a few years back. This sign said everything about the heart of the church. Here it is: if you expect us to give you food go somewhere else. Obviously this old church with its spectaculor downtown tax-exempt property didn’t like the idea of smelly people who needed food messing up their campus. And one day Jesus will say something like: depart from me because you never knew me.

Feeding someone might be food. Or it might be a welcoming embrace of a friend or family member who needs to come home. It’s the holiday season. Remove the barriers to God by opening your heart to …. and you fill in the blank.

 

Our daughter got married this month. What a wonderful time we had with family and friends. How richly we were blessed. The ceremony was beautiful and the reception was festive…thanks to our many friends who helped put it together. People came from all over the US to help us celebrate this occasion. It was also a time when we missed the ones that could not be there.

The next two months are the seasonal celebrations when family are the core of the celebration. Remember to forget the things that keep you a part, and remember the things that make you connect. Enjoy the time. Time goes so fast. It seems it was yesterday that Liz was born, or we were headed to morning in daycare, or she was getting ready for her freshman year of high school. Don’t take moments for granted.

Have a safe holiday season.