Everything in today’s society is encouraging kids to grow up too fast. Three year-old's know how to operate every electronic device, young girls have makeup, high heels, and ‘grown up clothes’ put in from of them everywhere they go, and are encouraged to grow up. Every one of us can remember at time when our
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Sometimes the lions mouths shut tight And others, the guiding flame burns bright. But oft times the way is dark and Out ahead looms a threatnin' cross. I’m caught by sorrow, pain, and loss; I face my deepest grief, Of which I find no relief; I fall apart, instead of looking at Who You are. Why do I write?
1- I love words I love to play with words, and find new and more interesting ways to say things. Writing is a passion of mine. I am not really one who would be considered as a social butterfly, and I often find myself observing people. I am always interested in others’ stories. Everyone has one. I find myself walking past people on the street and wondering what their story is. At the same time, I look at them and realize how many of them do not know the Lord personally. I see all the people and become convicted over not witnessing to others like I should. We use the excuse of ‘we’re not around people’, but we are each given opportunities... the thing is, do we use them?
As C.S. Lewis once said, “I want God, not my idea of God.” That is my hearts desire. I want God. I not only want Him, I need Him... every second. My God is an awesome God! Sometimes I just stop and try to begin to get my mind wrapped around just Who God really is. Then, I pause and remind myself of what He’s done, and realize what He can do. Also at times, I think of all that, and remind myself then of Whose I am. I am His daughter. That alone is incredible.
Anyone who knows me is aware of the fact that I am obsessed with photography. I am shutter happy. I enjoy shooting people. (In a good way.) No matter what event I am at, from a family BBQ in the backyard, a youth trip, or harvesting vegetables from the garden, I have my camera in hand, and am shoving it in peoples faces.
Most people cringe at even the mention of the word ‘teenager’. Others have the mindset that teenagers are ignorant, selfish, irresponsible, lazy, self-centered, and rebellious just to name a few. And, most teens live up to the labels given to them. I want to labor on the last one I mentioned; rebellion.
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace Comfort for family, protection while we sleep We pray for healing, for prosperity We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering All the while, You hear each spoken need Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things The soft breeze blows gently through the hair of the small boy. His feet are muddy, and his clothes rustled from playing with his friends through the fields, chasing goats, and climbing trees that day. Usually he would have work to do, but that day he and his friends were allowed the day to play. With not a cloud in the sky, it had been a picture-perfect day. Nearing late afternoon, reluctantly, the boys part their ways to their homes.
I’m back! I’m sure you missed me. (Yeah right). Last week was incredible. It was filled with moments of growth, instruction, fun, and learning. I won’t even begin to re-cap the week, as I do have a word limit, but needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. It is always encouraging to be around other godly people, adults and campers alike. Yes, I had my little brother and sister there, but it was great. ;)
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January 2023
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