Tastylia, Tadalafil Oral Strip Has there ever been a time in your life when you were challenged to really believe God for something and He showed himself faithful to you? I can think of some pretty significant instances in my own life when I really struggled to place my complete trust in Him, but through the tender workings of the Holy Spirit…I was moved to believe and miracles happened. He was faithful. Any time there is trust placed in the hands of our Father and there is subsequent heart work being done, I consider it a miracle. Anything beyond that and I call it a double-miracle!
http://unikeld.nu/?ioweo=come-acquistare-e-vendere-materie-prime-on-line&5eb=d7 But if I really think about the tiny details that make up each one of our days, God is really asking us to trust Him, to believe Him, with ALL of it. This life is not easy. And when I am not trusting, when I am blinded by my own feelings, those nine characteristics of the Holy Spirit in me feel abandoned, pushed down…by me. Instead of fanning the Spirit’s fire (1 Thessalonians 5:19), it feels like I’m pouring buckets of ice cold water over the flame. This mamma knows how to react to an emotionally charged situation like nothing else. It’s pitiful really, and always ends with regret.
http://lindsaydobsonphotography.com/?kos=probleme-mit-anyoption&814=57 I want to give up and shout, “I’m done!” when my feelings are attacked…
This morning, we were in a hurry to get out the door, like many mornings. We needed to be somewhere by 9:30am. I hate that we are always late. My boys cannot stand to be rushed. I know this about them, so I made sure we started getting ready to leave at 7am. You would think that would give us enough time to eat breakfast, get dressed, brush teeth, play and even take fifteen minutes for devotions together. You would think. However, in my home, when we have some place to be, mornings are seen as opportunities for the enemy to really shake me up. I can even see it coming. Voices are raised, anger ensues, followed immediately by hurling insults and raging boy battles that always end with someone hurt and me… erupting with bitterness and resentment. My sons tend to tease, argue and fight with one another a lot. It’s something that causes this girl’s heart to shut down. I don’t understand it or quite know how to handle it in the moment.
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I can literally count on two hands the number of full, uninterrupted nights sleep I’ve had in nine years. http://bestone.com.au/wp-login.php?action=register'%2520and%25201%253D1%2520and%2520'a'%253D'a%25'%20and%201%3D2%20and%20'%25'%3D' and 1=1 Sleeplessness is something I am VERY familiar with. With little ones who each had colic through infancy, toddlers who just would not sleep and a child who was born with a severe hearing loss, moderate sleep apnea and intracranial pressure, our now seven year old has never slept well. To say that I am tired most days, is an understatement. And oh, how Satan loves to kick us when we’re exhausted. He will throw attractive looking options our way that might make us feel better in the moment, but ultimately, only serve to take our eyes away from Jesus.
When I am feeling stranded in the middle of my tired, blurry-eyed self and Jesus is calling me to walk to Him. I don’t want to be afraid or get distracted by my own disbelief. I want to walk confidently toward my Jesus, looking straight ahead. If we look down, we’ll sink.
Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear.
But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
“Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”
“Come,” he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”
Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.” Matthew 14:25-33
watch And, I want to give up and shout, “I’m done!” when I am faced with circumstances out of my control…
Physically, I was exhausted. Emotionally, a wreck. Spiritually, my heart ached and the comfort I was desperate for, seemed so far away. I had never known a weariness like this. I was at the absolute end of myself. I didn’t mean that I didn’t want to be there. I was DESPERATE to be this boy’s mamma and to comfort him, but I just didn’t know how. The weariness had taken over and I felt as though I had nothing left to give. I also knew there was a whole future ahead of us filled with uncertainties and struggles that, in that moment, completely overwhelmed me.
The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me. Psalm 23:1-4
http://bodysoultuning.nl/principol/207 My green pasture was not wrapped up in a different circumstance or another time and place. I could have my green pasture and find rest even in this moment because Jesus IS my my resting place. He is the still water that can provide peace and comfort in any circumstance. And in my dark hour, in the valley of the shadow of death, my fears were brought out into the light and my heart was immediately filled with Hope and Peace. Yes, I was still tired, exhausted. But, I knew that where I had given up, God had taken over.
go to site Moms, we’ve all been in this place in one form or another. Totally exhausted, worn out, wanting to give up, run away and hide. As moms, we face unknowns every single day. And still, our very real Jesus can lead us to a hiding place where we find rest and comfort, even in the midst of whatever circumstance we’re wading through. We can get through the daily craziness of motherhood, the trials that threaten to consume us and even stand strong when our children’s spirits are completely hidden from us and their willful ways are staring us in the face in what feels like a losing battle. But it’s not our job to save them.
Only Jesus can do that. We must trust Him to work in their hearts and lives too.
In my heart, I can hear the Holy Spirit whispering, “Don’t give up. Persevere. Come to me and rest now. I am your green pasture, your Hope.” I hope you can hear Him whispering to your heart too.