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Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!” Mark 9:24

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Clean Up Ugly


I have a love/hate relationship with social media.  I enjoy Facebook for keeping up with family and friends I do not get to see on a regular basis, and I enjoy their photos on Instagram.  As a Christian blogger, I like reading other Christian blogs as iBelieve they are inspired by the Holy Spirit and I take pleasure in seeing how God works through other people to speak to me.  I have a Twitter account, but I cannot recall the last time I scrolled through.  I have met some very wonderful people, I can honestly call friends, through websites that brought together kindred spirits based on common life experiences and interests.

What I hate about social media is how it exhumes ugly out of people.  For a while, I had to limit my time on social media because of the negative, vulgar messaging I encountered.  iBelieve news organizations are ugly as well and make it their mission to skew the facts to keep ugly headlines reeling just for sensationalism.  Facts interest me more than opinions.

Some people hide behind a computer screen, with or without an alias, and act like they have been given Super Ugly power to say whatever is on their mind as if they never knew what compassion and empathy were.  I have never seen so much hatred as I have lately.  iBelieve it is due to God being kicked out of public places He once was allowed.  Our country was founded on Christian principles and I just shake my head each time I hear of another door shut on God.

Whatever happened to love your neighbor as yourself?  Do unto others as you would have done unto you?  iBelieve it boils down to this:  hurt people, hurt people.

So why don’t we, who are not fans of the ugly in the world, do something?

I have one idea for my followers who live in the United States.  New Mexico Soap has a line of bar soap called Ugly Bars.

UglyBar

Ugly Bar, by New Mexico Soap

If you know of someone that is being ugly, send them a bar and tell them to clean up their act.  🛀  Let’s work together to encourage positive social media and wipe out the negative spin it has taken.

 

Proverbs 8:13 (NIV)

To fear the Lord is to hate evil; I hate pride and arrogance, evil behavior and perverse speech.

 

 

I Want One Day


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Why This Blog?


The Daily Post Word Prompt – Funnel

I wrote in journals when I was younger.  Regrettably, I disposed of them along the way.  I wish I could go back and read and remember the specifics of my life that I felt so impelled to let out of my mind and onto a blank page.

I was raised in a Christian home; thank you mom and dad for this gift.  Religion has always been the corner-stone of my life.  I have attended many Bible studies throughout the years which helped me to grow my relationship with the Trinity.  The Father created me,  the Son died for me, and the Spirit guides me.

So why this blog?

I am a student of communication and I love to share information in an organized manner.  If I had an opportunity to share the Gospel in a public forum, I would not be shy to do so as I conquered my greatest fear of public speaking while I attended college.  However, I find that my thoughts are even more organized when I write.  Something happens to me as I lose all sense of time rearranging the alphabet into words that are easy to understand and absorb by my followers.

Why this blog?

I’ll blame the Holy Spirit.  When God wants you to do something, He does not let anything stand in the way.  Since my first post on June 5, 2010 I have found a calm presence within by letting the Holy Spirit use me.  Sharing personal stories with my readers shows that I am human, but in the painful stories, as well as the stories of joy, I find a way to praise God, which is what God wants us to do.

I want to be an encouragement to everyone that even though life is hard, it can be dealt with when you let God in your life.  Let Him funnel the Holy Spirit through you and see how your life will be different.  And your life will be different; I can attest to this movement.

For my long time followers, thank you for sticking with me.  If you joined me recently, thank you!  If you just found me today, please take a look at some of my previous posts.

The Holy Spirit is in this place.  And for that, I am thankful that God brought me here to be here for you.

John 14:26 (NIV)

But the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you.

 

In Pencil


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Celebrate Life


Daily Prompt: Dearly Departed
Write your own eulogy.

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Exiting the Closet


On November 9, 2010 I came out of the closet on this blog. Not the typical closet that most are accustomed to hearing about; I came out of an even more secret closet…the childless closet. This is the blog Blessing in Disguise, if you have not read it before.

It was a very vulnerable move on my part as only select people were privy to this information in the past. So why did I do it? I did it because I made peace with this part of my life.

I am a charter member of ChildlessNotByChoice, a childless website begun in 2002. I owe so much to Diane and Kimberly who founded the site out of their own need for a childless community. I thank the members there for their virtual hand-holding and understanding of the pain, fears, and frustrations of being childless not by choice. With all of their support, I have been able to make peace with my surgically removed dreams of motherhood.

For years I focused on the fact that children are a gift from God, and I wasn’t given this gift. I felt left out and I allowed this to block my view of all of the other blessings that God has given me. I realized this week that even though I am a parent to none, God’s children are everywhere and every age. I am able to share His word and love with God’s children I never bore.

I made my exit from the childless closet to let you know that while I was in there, I struggled with what I thought should have been my blessing. In my humanness, I was angry and confused with God.

Today, I am walking in faith, by the grace of God, knowing that I am right where I should be. I extend to you my virtual hand to hold, along with my virtual shoulder to lean on, from this day forward. I am willing to listen to you without judging, walk along side you without running away, and pray for you unceasingly. Whatever burden you carry, I want you to know the love of God.

This is a confidential invitation. I will only share your burdens in prayer with God.

Ephesians 3:14-19(NIV)

For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.

Prodigal Seeking God’s Forgiveness


Dear God:

When I am in your Word, I feel you close to me.  When I sit silently, I hear your sweet voice.

Please forgive me for taking a vacation from you this summer.  Rattling off excuses will be of no use.  The bottom line, I was selfish with my time.  Apple got it right when they named their products iPhone and iPad as they are hand-held me-focused toys with a few business uses.  I spent my time intertwined on the web commenting to friends on facebook and reading email after email in Yahoo all while my Bible sat on the end table in the front window getting a sunburn.

Please forgive me for taking you for granted.  I feel like I wasted this beautiful season without you near.  Recent days have not been good for me.  My smile flipped into a frown.  My aches turned into pains and when loneliness crept in, I realized I had not spoken with you in quite a while. 

I am sincerely sorry for neglecting you.  Thank you that you meet me where I am.  You are the Father running to meet His prodigal child.  I am going to end this blog to spend time with you. 

In Jesus’s Name I Am Forever Yours,

Kristine

I God

Acts 13:38 (NIV)

 “Therefore, my friends, I want you to know that through Jesus the forgiveness of sins is proclaimed to you.

New Life Begins at Kidney


Eight years ago, a family was shedding tears at the loss of a woman in Georgia. I never met her yet I want to know everything about her. Did she hold the titles of sister, wife, mother, aunt, and best friend? What was her occupation? Did she know and follow the Lord? How did she die? Who was with her when she took her last breath?

Eight years ago, my family was shedding tears of joy over a telephone call to my husband, Mark, telling him that they have a kidney match for him from Georgia. He was instructed to be at the hospital early in the morning on January 24 to get prepped and ready for a transplant. That evening was the last time he had to use the peritoneal home dialysis machine. We ran around the house in such excitement, making phone calls to family and friends telling the good news and asking for prayers. Understandably, we did not sleep much that night.

My mom and sister sat with me in the waiting room during the surgery. Mark’s parents and twin brother came from the Bay City, Michigan area as did his sister and brother-in-law who live in town. We all waited patiently.

A doctor came through the operating room doors and told us that once the kidney was attached, it started to pink up and Mark was urinating! Urinating? Really? That hadn’t happened in about 2 years since his kidney failed. As his wife, I was the first one who got to see him when he woke from the anesthesia. He looked so good!

We are born to do the work God has planned for us. When our work is done, He calls us to Heaven to be with Him. This woman in Georgia may have completed her work at a young age; however, her kidney was in perfect shape to be used again.

When Mark first told me about his health history, all I could see were God’s fingerprints all over him. I feel blessed to be his wife because I know that God has great plans for him. Why else would God give him three chances at new life?

I take time, especially on this anniversary, to pray for the family and friends of the woman from Georgia who passed away eight years ago. I thank God often for giving me such a great husband. I pray also to remember that every day is a special gift from God.

Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

In college, I took a creative writing class and came up with the following during a writing assignment titled KIDNEY.

Kidney.
Renal failure.
Immediate health care.

Sick at such a young age, he did not once
back down, no, he did not
allow the disease to win: transplant.
Kidney.

Effect.
Renal failure.
Kindhearted cadaver

renewed life in the man I love deeply.
Insist on living, my
sweetheart, I love having you near me.
Be well.

Happy 8th Kidney Anniversary Mark!  I love you!!!

HELP!!!


I often compare my life to that of cartoons with which I grew up. My husband can attest to the numerous times I quote Bugs Bunny, but it is Underdog that comes to mind today; he was a great example of a super-hero when I was young. When Polly Purebred found herself entangled in life-threatening situations, she would yell for Underdog and no matter where he was, he could hear her. His ear would go up and he would fly to her rescue. Underdog loved Polly Purebred and risked his life for her.

I often get entangled in life-threatening sin, but I do not call out to my super-hero Underdog, instead I call out to my Savior Jesus. Underdog is a cartoon, Jesus is real. When I call out to Jesus, he hears me and rescues me from the entrapment I got myself into. Jesus did not only risk his life for me; he died for me and rose from the dead to give me eternal life! He did all of this because he loves me.

I have not watched an Underdog cartoon in a long time. I have been spending my time learning more about my Savior, Jesus. Do not waste your time calling out to unattainable super-heroes. Call out to Jesus. Not only will he hear you and come to your rescue, but he already saved you.

Matthew 20:29-34 (NIV)
29As Jesus and his disciples were leaving Jericho, a large crowd followed him. 30Two blind men were sitting by the roadside, and when they heard that Jesus was going by, they shouted, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on us!”
31The crowd rebuked them and told them to be quiet, but they shouted all the louder, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on us!”
32Jesus stopped and called them. “What do you want me to do for you?” he asked.
33″Lord,” they answered, “we want our sight.”
34Jesus had compassion on them and touched their eyes. Immediately they received their sight and followed him.

You’ve Got Mail!


Isn’t it convenient to send family and friends a quick status update on Facebook, a tweet on Twitter, or an email note to a contact list sharing a joke or attached pictures? Ah yes…cyber communication.

Convenient and quick cyber communications are enemies to the hand-written card or letter.

When was the last time you went to your physical mailbox, the one a federal Postal worker opens and fills with mail, and found an envelope addressed to you in ink and it was not a bill or junk mail?

The hand-written card or letter is a very special piece of mail for me. In fact, after I read it over a few times, I set it out on my desk to admire a while longer before it makes its way into my box of sentimental memories. To take the time to find just the right card or stationery means the sender is thinking about the recipient. Then, finding a favorite pen and clearing time out of a busy schedule to write a heartfelt note, an encouraging word or words of celebration complete the sentimental memory maker.

Sometimes what is written is hard to read because we may need to change our lives based on the contents. God wrote to us. He had us in mind when he created just the perfect stone tablets and the perfect chisel for Moses to use as he dictated the Ten Commandments on Mount Sinai. God knew the commandments were hard to live by, but he had to give his people direction until Jesus was born.

I am running out of storage space for all cyber communication, but I have unlimited sentimental memory storage space in my heart for God’s word.

Proverbs 7:1, 3 (NIV)
1 My son, keep my words
and store up my commands within you.
3 Bind them on your fingers;
write them on the tablet of your heart.

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