Is Persistent Prayer Wrong? — Brandon J. Adams

“Yes, Lord,” she said. “But even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their masters’ table.” (Matthew 15:27)

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Where To Draw The Line.

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I have every intention of making this whole blog thing work.

Considering I’m not a writer, I may or may not be struggling a bit. I set out to make this my venting system for when I have things on my mind. Yup, making whoever gets sucked into reading it suffer : P

But..

I feel like I want to use this for more, really speak to someone maybe? The issue is that I’m more of a thinker than a speaker. Don’t get me wrong, I have a mouth! I’m not exactly opinionated, though. Friends might say otherwise, hm. I suppose until something I’m supposed to write about hits me, I will write about my thoughts!

Today, busy day. I find myself spending more and more time wondering how to be a better Christian, how to make my emotions reflect my Christianity, not worrying. I’ve always had an issue with anger and worrying. Over the past 1-2 years, my anger has calmed down more. I occasionally slip, though, and I feel horrible when I do O_O  Anyway, my calling. I’m not sure what it is but I feel like I’m a “helper.” I was brought up by my grandmother who was (and still does) always giving and doing for others. I find myself always with the urge to do the same. It makes you feel good, ya know?

What about when you are supposed to draw the line with helping? How do you find that line? Being who I am, I always feel guilty for telling someone no. I always feel guilty if I don’t do something for someone such as, give them a ride or something minor. Why? I have often times put myself in harms way doing these things. To me, that should be the fine line I’m looking for. My heart is so big, though, I always give in. Even when I’ve been stabbed in the back by these people. (I’m rambling a bit, I know. It’s what’s coming to mind, though, and the better help you understand this ventilation, I’m referring to family.)

These people have used me, cussed me and even gotten physical with me. Yet here I am, always feeling sorry for them or wondering what I need to do to fix all of their mistakes. These mistakes have nothing to do with me, although they might affect me emotionally, they cause no disturbance in my life. Somehow, being the person I am, I always try to swing in like Tarzan to save the day.

So, Tarzan swings in, saves that day and the next day, the monkeys are making a mess again. Often I’ve heard (and used) the phrase “You can only help someone who wants help.” That phrase is in my little black book of mottos that help get me by. Yesterday, I found that a fine fellow blogger used part of Galatians (first I’ve heard it) that goes a little something like, “We are to carry one another’s burdens, and are to let Christ carry the weight of it all.” That hit home. I suppose I struggle with determining when to use which motto.

How do you know when God has spoken to do? How do you know when to draw your line? I would love to hear from you all.

The Church that Can Carry Any Burden

*Gasp* I’m going to be up all night reading Brandon Adams blogs.

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Brothers, if someone is caught in a trespass, you who are spiritual should restore him with a spirit of gentleness. But watch yourself, or you also may be tempted. Carry one another’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the Law of Christ. (Galatians 6:1-2)

Seriously – how epic. Jesus wants his church to be a place where people feel unburdened. It should be a building people are tearing off the roofs to enter – a refuge, a house of hope, a place for healing and companionship and peace. Imagine a forty-pound backpack coming off your shoulders after a hike. It’s wonderful; you feel immune to gravity, able to leap ten feet. That’s Jesus’ vision for the church!burden

Of course, that’s not what jumps to mind when many people hear the word “church”. They see it as a place where burdens are added, not lifted.

Part of this is not our…

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Be Strong and Don’t Give Up

Remember… there is a deeper strength and an amazing abundance of peace available to you.

Draw from this well;

call on your faith to uphold you.

Life continues around us,

even when our troubles seem to stop time.

There is always good in life.

Take a few minutes to distract yourself from your concerns-

long enough to draw strength from a tree or to find pleasure in a bird’s song.

Return a smile;

realize that life is a series of levels, cycles of ups and downs-

some easy, some challenging.

Through it all, we learn;

we grow strong in faith;

we mature in understanding.

The difficult times are often the best teachers, and there is good to be found in all situations.

Reach for the good.

Be strong, and don’t give up.

 

-Pamela Ownes RenfroD&NWedding-4

Quick Vent One.

Change.

Why do people (friends/family) get upset when you change? Don’t get me wrong, if you’ve changed for the worst, they’ve got a reason to be mad. It’s when you’ve grown up, cut out the late night parting and you’ve decided to get your priorities straight and your “friends” start hating on you that gets me. 

It’s been almost 4 years since I quit drinking but I still have friends that don’t understand it. Apparently I’m “too good” now that I don’t drain my bank account on Jack Daniels every weekend. I’ve gained from it honestly. 

People, if your friends or family are bettering themselves by cutting out the negatives, let it be! There’s a point in time we all need to put our childish ways down and mature a bit. Ya know, have goals, priorities, non alcoholic hangover breath.
Coffee for thought this morning ☕️

I’m at it again.

My story does not start here. It begins to be told here.

I , a little over a year ago, started this blog. As you can see, this is my first post. Why you ask? Because I knew nothing about starting a blog; the same thing goes for this year! There’s something different about that this year, though. I’ve changed.

 

I find myself more and more irritated at this world and the things of it. I find myself sucked into social media, wasting my time, reading things I care nothing about and things that do not benefit me the least little bit. I suppose this blog is more for me rather than those of you reading it. I’ll call it “my ventilation.” Sometimes cool air might blow through, other days it might be heat. Nevertheless, I shall vent!

 

Don’t waste your time reading my blog, CONTRIBUTE to it! I’m your average person, really. Get to know me, put your two cents in. Shoot, we might become friends! I’m not looking for enemies, so, if we have different views, I say, “best friends can disagree and still hold hands.”

 

Take my hand..