Tuesday, March 31, 2015

What Happened to my Destiny?

Originally posted as a FB note on February 25, 2013

What happened to my destiny?

February 25, 2013 at 10:12pm
I woke up one day a couple of years ago and thought "What happened to my destiny? My life wasn't supposed to be like this, it isn't supposed to be like this."

Then I decided to do something. I decided to walk into my destiny. I decided to change the things that I could change in my life and to accept, with grace, things that I couldn't change. I'm not all the way there yet, but I can actually see a clear path to my destiny - something I haven't been able to see in many, many years.

God. It's God. He has a plan for my life. He has a plan for your life. No matter how dark. How bleak. How hopeless your situation may feel...it's never hopeless. Look up. There is a God who cares. There is One who loves when it seems there is no love left in this world, in your life.

If you wake up one day and think to yourself "what happened to my life? It wasn't supposed to turn out like this." Ask God to show you where to take your next step and begin to walk into your destiny. The life he has called you to and promised for you is beyond comprehension. It won't always be easy, but it will most certainly be worth it. A life of fulfillment and peace when there is emptiness and turmoil all around, that's what happens when you walk into your destiny.

I have peace.

Friday, March 27, 2015

If you only knew


Drafted on 10/17/05
Made public on 3/27/15
I wish I knew what thoughts were running through my head at that time.  They were most-likely no different than the ones I have now....


If you only knew what was going on inside my head you'd be surprised. I think you'd be overwhelmed by the sense of calm within myself.

If you only knew what I was going through right now and listened to my thoughts you'd be shocked to see me standing where I am.

If you only knew what has been said to me, you'd wonder how I can keep a straight face and not burst into tears every second of the day.

If you only knew what I need, and what I have you'd thank God you have what you do.

If you only knew how increadably selfish I feel, and how much I just want to kick and scream and throw a tantrum because of the things are happening, I think I'd be excused, for a moment at least. Yet, I refuse to throw a tantrum.

If you knew in your heart like I know, that God is in control of all things, you'd be able to stand in the midst of the storms of your life, resisting the urge to scream and cry, keeping your head held high, with peace instead of panic.

If you only knew

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The Hill

Originally posted as a FB note on March 26, 2013

The Hill

March 26, 2013 at 11:31pm
I attended an awesome church service early this morning then tackled Harder Hill before work.

As I was huffing and puffing up the hill I couldn't help but think about Galgotha and the trek that Jesus made.

Battered, beaten, and bruised he walked up with the weight of the cross upon his shoulders all the while seeing his place of his execution.

Ridiculed, humiliated, scorned, betrayed and abandoned by the very people he loved, fed, helped and healed. Then to face the most devastating moment of his life - to be separated from His father and be utterly and completely alone.

Because of what Jesus did I don't ever have to be separated from God. I will never be alone. Because I accept what he has done for me, I can live a life without fear - even fear of death. He died so that I might live and his resurrection assures my freedom in this life.

I am alive and free because he chose to walk up that hill with the weight of the cross - my sins and my life upon him.

It is so very personal to me...this is my hope, my faith, my strength, my joy. This is why I am who I am. This is how I get through my incredibly difficult life. I am alive and free because of Jesus.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Truth and Reality: God delights in me and He makes me happy

Originally posted as a FB note August 24, 2013

Reality and Truth -- God Delights in me and He makes me happy

August 24, 2013 at 11:38pm
reality:
Some days I'm spent. I'm exhausted, over worked, over stressed, tired, burdened and feeling low. Then I do something really stupid and silly when I'm all by myself and I feel as though God is right next to me witnessing the whole thing and laughing His butt off, just as my closest friends would do. He makes me smile. He makes me happy.

Truth:
God is ever present and sees all we go through. He delights in us and wants us to know He is right there for us. Thinking about this makes me smile and makes me happy no matter what circumstances I'm faces with.

For the Lord your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior. He will take delight in you with gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.” (Zephaniah 3:17 NLT)

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

The most difficult I have ever done in my life

Hearing the news that my brother had died broke me.  Shattered me into a thousand little pieces.  Performing his funeral was the most difficult thing I've ever done in my life.  Walking up to that podium was the longest walk of my life. Standing there looking out at the audience to preach this message was almost paralyzing.

I never type out my sermons word for word; I usually have just an outline, but I wasn't sure if I could think that night, so I wrote most of it out. Here are the notes of what I spoke that night.

Prayer:
Hear our cries, O God; attend unto our every prayer. From the end of the earth will We cry unto thee, when our heart is overwhelmed: lead us to the rock that is higher than our own selves  (Psalms 61:1, 2 KJV) 



We are all flawed

We live in a "Facebook" world.  Where the majority put up a front and live by the pretense that everything is perfect.  Our posts reflect only the image we want others to see, creating a false sense of reality.  

I'm here to be real today.  Real, because we are hurting, confused, sad and real is what we need right now. Shoving reality aside and hiding from it only creates inevitable problems for our future.

As most of you know, Tony was my brother. My only brother.  We shared our lives together. Joys, pains. Sadness and sorrow.  A lot of which was created by choices he made...most of which were choices he couldn't control in his own strength.

To say that "we all have our flaws", is in fact a gross understatement.  We are all, in fact FLAWED.  The molds we are born from are broken.  We all share that same broken piece, and is a crucial connector in our lives.

We are flawed.

The problem is that as we go through life, our flaw leads to more flaws. Some of us become so flawed that it seems impossible to to ever lead any sort of normal life.  Normal??  What is normal, after all?

We are all flawed.

My dad was born and raised in Mexico.  As a young child he had to go out to work help support his family.  An education wasn't attainable for him.  Searching for a better life for his family, he came to the United States.  He met our mother, a young woman with two small children, and fell in love. He cared for us and loved us as his own...That's not normal.  We would take trips every couple of years and drive to Mexico to visit our dad's family.  We were not a rich family, but my dad had more than he ever wanted and was proud of his children.  Proud to feed and clothe us. Proud to have his children in school not having to toil in fields to help our family.  

One year, as Tony was making that terrible transition from "tween to teen" we went to Mexico. We would drive for a couple of days to get to our destination.  One day as we stopped to get gas at a Petrol station we all got out of the car to use the restroom. As we are pulling out my brother comments on how the attends kept staring weirdly at him.  My dad then began to tell him the conversation that he had with the attendant.  You see, my brother was towards the end of that transition from nerdy, enthusiastic GATE student to becoming the cool cholo'd out "Big Bopper".  He had on plain white tee shirt and baggy pants (that seemed too big, like we couldn't afford to get him pants that fit) he wore this one glove on his hand, with the fingers cut off and a piece of pantyhose on his head (his pompadour was "in training").  

Dad said that the guy asked him what was wrong with his son. My dad wasn't sure what he meant so the guy points to Tony's hand and then to his head with the stocking on it.  Without skipping a beat my dad says "pues solamente tiene un guante porque esta muy quemado en la mano, tanto que se vea la carne todo machacado.  Y en la cabeza, pues tiene piojos y aci es como los matamos en el Norte."  which translates to: "well he only wears a glove on one hand because he's severely burned and the flesh is all messed up. And see, he wears that thing on his head because he has lice, and that's how we kill lice up North."

My brother was so embarrassed that we didn't see the glove or the nylon on his head for the rest of the trip.  He couldn't believe my dad said that!

You see, Sometimes our loved ones are not exactly what we want them to be, they are not what WE expect them to be.  We see them going deeper and deeper into a path that we know isn't right for them...but it's a choice, until the flaws pile and a life becomes broken and they have no idea how to live a normal life.  What is normal?  We're ashamed. We make excuses as to why they do the things they do.  Reality is we can't do anything about it. We can't change each other.  We can't change them. We can't make them live up to our expectations....that then builds up and becomes ONE of OUR flaws --building on top of the other flaw.  

We are all flawed.

At dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them. The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group and said to Jesus, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery. In the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?” They were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing him. But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.” Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground. At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there. Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” “No one, sir,” she said. “Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.” (John 8:2-11 NIV)

Finding a recent memory of Tony (within the last 30 years) that isn't tainted or shadowed with a negative is a little difficult.  There are not many to choose from. My mind got clouded. 

I stood as Tony's judge so many years ago. He was caught in the act and I thought I had a right to condemn him.  But then The Lord dealt with me.  I wasn't without my own sin...so I dropped the rock and walked away.  It's not until we are alone with the Savior to deal with the flaw within us that we can truly be set free. “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” “No one, sir,” she said. “Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.” (John 8:2-11 NIV)

We are all flawed.  But we must forgive one another.

Forgiveness  

I walked away.  I wasn't being mean or cold hearted, but to stay would have killed us both and our families.  I was thinking the other day about our relationship and why I had to be so drastic in my dealing with him.  The thing is Tony was an AMAZING talker. He was captivating. He had a way with words and a charm that would draw you in and have you hinging on every word.  I have two sons just like that and it scares the mess out of me!  He could talk me into letting him stay with us after I refused. Shoot he could talk others into talking me into letting him stay with me....got my husband several times :).  The next thing you know, he's living with me and then, all my stuff is gone!  Oh I got stories! 

I used to be riddled with bad memories.  I couldn't tear the good apart from the bad. I can stand here today and tell the stories, good and bad, and it doesn't tear me up inside.  I can speak without hurt, without bitterness.  I was thinking about these stories and actually sharing some the other day. We laughed and laughed.  Then I stopped and realized I was laughing. Realized I had been able to laugh about this for several years now.  Not cry. Nor be angry. Or bitter.  I dropped my stone and walked away years ago. I forgave him.  I forgive him.

We all have choices in this life.  The choice to do the right thing AND we have to choose how we react to those who have not made the same choices we have made.  We can't change others but through Jesus we can change ourselves.  We need to drop the rock and walk away.  Forgive.  

Sometimes, and especially for addicts, the most difficult thing to do is forgive yourself.  I believe Jesus addressed this in the story we just read when he said:“Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” “No one, sir,” she said. “Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.” (John 8:2-11 NIV).  The one person, the Perfect savior of the world, who could condemn us, tells us that he doesn't condemn us, to go and sin no more.  

Hope- there is hope 

The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love. He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever; he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities. For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; (Psalm 103:8-13 NIV) 

The woman was left all by herself with Jesus. There comes a time in our life when we will find ourselves alone. The only one who was there defending her was Jesus. But that's all we need.  He is all we need.  Go and leave your life of sin.  A fresh start. A new beginning. That's what Christ offers to us all.  


If you have an addiction that tears at you.
If you hold unforgiveness in your heart 
If you are hurting 

To support this family, to have victory in your life...forgive.

Whether Tony's life directly affected you or if you have a "Tony" in your life.  Maybe you were like me, ready to judge and condemn - go for it...IF you're free from sin yourself.  Maybe you're like Tony, if you are, then ask the Lord for forgiveness and then forgive yourself .

Jesus is here
Speaking to your accusers
They are gone
He speaks to us 
He has forgiven you
forgive yourself and leave your life of sin

All of us...We are All flawed.  





The church was packed with those who loved Tony.  It was a blessing to see he impacted so many.

July, 2013 - Tony and Sandy came to hear me preach at The Vine.  This was the last time I saw him, but I know that the Word of God touched his life.  I know he was proud of me.
Easter Sunday, somewhere around '73-'74


The good 'ole days, when innocence was everything. 


Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Truth and Reality: I just want to sleep and eat

Originally posted as a FB note on August 15, 2013

Reality and Truth - I just want to sleep and eat

August 25, 2013 at 9:18pm
Reality: I didn't want to run today. I came home from church and went to bed. I wanted to stay curled up and if I had to get up, all I wanted to do was eat. I wanted to eat something really really bad and lots and lots of it. Instead, I got out of bed, got dressed and went to the Marina with two of my boys.

I ran. I ran because I didn't want to. I ran because my mind and body fought so hard to keep me in bed. I ran because all I wanted to do was sleep and eat.

I sobbed while I ran. I sobbed because I didn't want to run. I sobbed because sometimes I just don't want to move forward. I want to sit, lie still and lifeless and hope that things will just go on without my attention. I sobbed and ran and prayed and told God that I didn't want to move another step, but my feet kept shuffling along pulling my aching body and troubled mind forward.

I refuse to give up. I can't stop. Life is so overwhelming and difficult, but I have no other option but to move forward. I didn't enjoy my run. I was embarrassed of my tear stained face and snot covered T-shirt, but I was strengthened by time spent with my God. He ran with me. He heard me. He helped me. He caught my tears, and I'm convinced that He is creating a lake just for me in heaven and one day I will swim in the tears that I have shed.

Truth: We all have inner struggles that we go through. We all have voices that speak to us, one encouraging and one that is beating us down making us want to give up. Sometimes the abusive voice is overwhelming and overpowering. The Spirit of God is the voice that brings hope and encouragement. Our flesh and the negativity of this world, past experiences and the enemy of our soul is the abusive voice. That voice wanted me to stay in bed stressed and depressed. It wanted me to give up all that I have worked so hard at, my healing and health and gorge on food that would cause me to get sick. I recognized that voice and decided to beat it. It's not easy, but it's worth it. Fight on and press on even if your sobbing while doing it.

Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. (Matthew 26:41 KJV)

I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me. (Philippians 4:13 KJV)

Friday, March 06, 2015

In the thick of it, but I know morning is on the way

Originally posted as a FB note on March 5, 2013


In the thick of it...but I know morning is on the the way

March 5, 2013 at 11:54pm
Months from now I'll wonder how I did it. I'll wonder where the strength came from and I'll stand amazed at the Glory of God. For now, there is no time to turn to either side and check out where I am. There is no time for distractions, amazement or disbelief. I just press forward to the goals that are set before me.
As I push forward thoughts go through my head - thoughts that I shouldn't be here. Thoughts of the years gone by and the beatings, pressings and breaking I've already gone through. The moments where I almost gave up flash through my mind. Dark moments. Desperate. Helpless and hopeless moments. Moments of indescribable hurt and pain. Yet, I look up and see light. I see hope. I see a future. Amazing.
No time for distractions. No time for celebrating, yet. But when the time does come, I will weep. I will weep for what I've been through. I will weep for what I have come out of and I will weep for what is to come. Then the morning will shine ever so brightly upon my life and Joy...Joy will overwhelm me and I will cry sweet, not bitter, tears. Oh, sweet release - I feel you ever so near!
Be my Strength Lord. Continue to be my strength.

Monday, March 02, 2015

The Hard Road

Originally posted as a FB note on August 31, 2013


The Hard Road

August 31, 2013 at 11:47pm
I was just thinking about different circumstances in my life and how God has seen me through so many. it's really hard to see good or a benefit in our trials and struggles, but looking at our past trials brings comfort, peace and courage to go forward.

16 years ago my husband suffered a major stroke; a bleed on the left side of his brain. It severely affected his language central, paralyzed him and robbed him of his short term memory. As I walked into the emergency room the doctor told me that my husband would most likely not live past the hour.

It was a horrific thing for me to live through. Seeing your loved one change from what they once were into someone completely different in a moment's time is shattering, to say the least. I knew we still had a road to discover ahead of us and I also knew that the road was going to be extremely difficult.

It was. It is. But it is the road that The Lord has chosen.

To the doctor's surprise my husband made it through that hour, and the next day, and the next. He made it through rehab. Through months of physical, speech and occupational therapy my husband learned to walk and speak again.

The road we have been on has been a difficult one. One that many cannot comprehend and will never be able to understand unless they have experienced it. This is the same for all of our difficult roads. Each one is unique. Each one is different and each one is hard. We all must walk our own difficult roads.

Honestly, I don't know why I've been led to share this, but I think we all need to know that there is One who knows the road you walk. One who knows your difficulties and who will see you through. The most frustrating part about walking down our roads is not knowing what's ahead. We want to see what's out there and we want to be able to prepare ourselves for what is to come. We can't always do that, but we can rest assured that The Lord directs our path so that we won't stumble, and that His Word is a light to our feet.

No matter what you are to face on this road of life, good, bad, frustrating or joyful, know that The Lord is there to guide you and help you. Remember the road He's brought you from - its okay to look back and see how far you've come. Just don't go back to where you were. Forward....always forward.

Ps 37:23. Ps 119:105