The time between times

I don’t know if I’ve said this or not yet, but we recently made the cross country boogie from Baltimore, Maryland. We loaded up the soccer mom van, two cats and all we could cram in and headed to Texas. 5 days later, and we ended up in a beautiful town called Montgomery Texas which is up the I-45 from Houston.

God moved in our favor and 24 hours after we got here we found an apartment with a great view of Lake Conroe and a wonderful pool. The apartment was the right size for us and was exactly within our budget.

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Our friends that were here made sure we had a fridge full of food and some necessities to get us started.

Two and a half months later and we are settled in.  My thirteen year old daughter is doing the best she’s EVER done in school; she is involved in our youth group at church and has friends all over the area. She was one of the reasons that we moved in the first place; that she found her own way makes me fill up and thank my Maker over and over again!

Me, I was happy. I worked in the inner city of Baltimore, Maryland with the worst of the worst when it came to addicts. I put in as much time as I could, getting dirty on the front lines and basking in the glory of helping those had given up long ago. Oh it was bloody and messy and I was happier than words could ever express.

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And then the call came. No not a phone call! Silly wabbit! God, the Big Cheese, The Man upstairs, Abba, JC,  Jesus on the main line …tell him what you want, you know GOD.  Many things fell into place and after a year of intense prayer, preparation, research and very little savings we were on the road.

AND IT IS SO VERY DIFFERENT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!

It’s been quiet and restful and peaceful and I keep looking around and wondering what the heck is wrong? This is not my life. There are no people to help place the pieces back together, no fussing, fights, aggression, name calling and general jimmy jackery.

In talking this over with my Pastor, I came to realize that this is the calm before the storm; OR, the storm of storms that will come in the future. I have been given this time to rest spirit, soul and body. Wow when I think about the love that God has toward me, He has given me a time of rest. Wow! Cool! Wow (did I say that already?) ooooo. Good!

NOW WHAT? There is only so much time to rest and take care of you and study for school and all.

What are we supposed to do in the time between times?

 I can tell you that I’ve been bored since forever ago. So what have I done with this time? I’ve read some new books that I wouldn’t normally read. Signed up for some classes, too, so I could finish my degree. I’ve prayed and prayed and prayed and tried to get a job and cried and prayed and stayed and restarted a business only to put it down again because it wasn’t time for that.

Okay so I’m NOT the example you should follow. Get in the Word and find out what, specifically is right for you to be doing. AND For heaven’s sake, rest too AND get your house in order.

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Make sure that before things heat up again that you have a routine in place for yourself, your family and whatever else you are juggling in your life during your quiet time.

I really don’t take to sitting idly by while there are people out there who are suffering. So I have been setting the stage to start in my chosen field again, but slowly this time. I will make sure that I have the right balance of God, family and all the other things in my life.  I didn’t have that before.

If you find yourself in the time between times, PRAY. Ask for Wisdom and direction. Ask what you should be doing during this time. There is always a plan for our lives.  Jesus promised that our Father would send another comforter.

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The Holy Spirit has been given to lead us into all things that pertain to life and godliness. He is our helper and our teacher.

No matter what…rest…for He alone knows when you will get another chance.

Write and let us know how you’ve dealt with your time between assignments or as I call it the time between times. Until next time, in all you do, do it with Passion.

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Just words on a Page???

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Words Words everywhere and nothing I can say

Sometimes it seems like I could write for days and never get it everything out of my brain. Other days, it’s like trying to slay a dragon with a toothpick. I love words and I love to write. I also love to encourage people because I know that words contain power! They can build us up or rip us into shreds. It depends on the speaker and the intent.

Thus, the reason for this blog and this post today. I BELIEVE in people. I want to wrap you up in the comfort of my words and my positive thoughts and blessing to each one of you. We all have rough days when we look in the mirror and say to ourselves, “what’s the point? I’m going back to bed.”  BUT listen to what I’m saying. In reality, several of us feel that way!  It’s the discipline of knowing that our families, friends, employers, clients etc depend on us pulling ourselves together, smearing the war paint on our faces and rolling out the door.

Trust me –there is ALWAYS coffee in my hand. It is a valued substance that makes the morning perfect. I sit at the computer and I say to myself, “I’m okay, let’s help someone”. No, it’s not the coffee making me feel that way. Nice try!  It is the inherent belief that as a community of people, we should encourage one another. We shouldn’t be so self absorbed that we can’t say, Dude, it’s gonna be okay.  Just keep moving forward.

Despite whatever is or isn’t working for me today, Life is good. I don’t have it as easy as I would like at this point in my life, but it’s not as bad as others who are struggling right now. I have the grace of the Lord to be able to look back at where I started this love and passion walk 13 years ago and say honestly that there has been progress! Bless God!  It’s been the steady –try, succeed, try, do a face plant, cry, pray, get up walk. Then walk and walk and fall and fall, oh here I go off the cliff or into obscurity and then moving on again and again.  It’s been a loving God, a patient savior who paid the price for ALL of my mistakes, the gentle guidance of the Holy Spirit and then ongoing journey.

To think you are NOT going to stumble or make mistakes is ludicrous! It’s insane. Give yourself a break right now. Take a time out RIGHT NOW wherever you are on this journey. If you are on track, take a minute to say thank you! If it seems like you somehow slipped to the wayside, stop, breath and ask for direction. You can even analyze where you went wrong, if you can quiet your mind. Don’t allow yourself any time for self-loathing or self-hatred for getting it wrong or missing the mark. Do we beat the babies when they are learning how to walk and they stumble and fall? That’s just crazy right? So why do we beat ourselves and others up for making simple mistakes in the learning processes of life?

Life is a journey of learning what works for us and what doesn’t!  We have a loving Father, who sacrificed His own for a world gone wacky.  His own never once put conditions out there for us before he did for us what we couldn’t do for ourselves. We ARE LOVED unconditionally from before time even started through eternity in future.  That is so very powerful.  So really, what right do we have to hate ourselves? We need to get up and get moving. Shake off the dust and get moving. If you need a minute to regroup, then regroup. Breathe, but get started again.

I’ve said this before, if you are lonely and need a friend, find someone else and be a friend to them. If you are going through financial hardship, sow a seed to someone who is in worse shape than you. How many times have you found yourself needing help moving or rearranging the furniture, no one takes your calls or commits to help? Have you been available for people who were moving or needed help?  Don’t just go to someone’s house for the cook out or the football game, go when they need help.

Then, you will begin to see answers to the things that are needed in your life. Sow a seed, water it and let God bring the harvest. It’s a simple principle that every person that has gardened can tell you. If you never plant a seed you will absolutely never get a harvest.  NEVER. There is a great miracle in every seed. It has the ability to reproduce that which it has come from. Wow chew on that one!

I’m just saying, give God something to work with. Say a prayer, make a positive declaration, be a friend, be a giver of yourself and your substance, love the unlovable, help those that are too shell shocked to help themselves. Smile, laugh out loud! Love the hand that you have been dealt. If it’s not a good hand, throw some cards in and get some new cards. OR my favorite is to bluff until I win. Keep a straight face in times of adversity. Choose those moments of intense pain, to say thank you Father that I am not alone nor do I face this challenge and pain without a source of inspiration!

Remember that this too shall pass!

Love and hugs kiddos!

 

fighting through the broken places

Like every passion junkie before me, I have not always used my

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powers for good. I have a past. If I let it bother me, I’d be afraid to open the closets for fear of all the skeletons
that would tumble onto the floor. Over the years, I’ve truly learned what it means to be forgiven and I know that my God loves me quite unconditionally. I am at rest with the past and hardly ever let it rain on my passionista parade.

Hardly ever. Except for nights like tonight.

Then it creeps in with an unexpected phone call. And you realize for the first time in a long time that you have absolutely no control to fix your past mistakes. Even though life has gone on, there are still those broken jagged places that will cut you every single time.  In spite of all my repentance and face time before My God, I still grieve and I still hurt!

What now.

Oh yes, I cry out to my God. I ask for some way to fix these pieces and put them back together. I hope for some divine revelation that will allow my sci-fi mind do invent the time machine. I would surely do it all differently and everything will be perfect.  I imagine what life would be without all those passions going violently astray and in the wrong direction. I dream of white picket fences and all the family coming together in our perfect corner of the world.

Then I wake up from all the drama of my musings and realize that these are the very things that have made me this sparkling rendition of passion and flair that I am now. To change one piece of the failures and disappointments would take us to a much different place; A place with less compassion for the throw away people of the world. The ones who I am drawn to at ever corner ~~ at Chic fill a, the Wal-Mart, at the pool and everywhere else I go.

I constantly give out my number, my blog address, my face book and other ways that people can touch base with me. That’s why every time I have a chance to pray or look someone in the eyes and say it’s gonna be okay I do it with BOLDNESS and PAZZAZ. Oh sure you betcha!

So the moral of the story is that there are going to be places that we can’t fix. Not with duck tape (I’m a redneck passionista-my tape is in colors now) gorilla glue, or anything else. It can heal, reopen, heal and reopen again. We must keep going, keep asking for help if we need to, cry, repent, scream, jump up and down or whatever it takes to get through these moments.

silent tears   Me, I usually cry. But then it’s back in the game because the world doesn’t stop for me    and my hiccups.

    Get back up! Trust me! Wipe those tears away, wash your face and adjust your makeup.

We will live to fight another day for sure. That old wound may bother us sometimes,      but we will live. We will do what we must. We will go on! We will fight for our passions    and our loved ones.

Broken or not. Fixed or not! We will. Trust me. My tears are dried and I’m ready to face a brand new day.

With Passion.