yeah, I married this guy

My husband is so great. That is all.

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Weariness Wednesday, except It's Friday

Life makes me weary. The constant worship of things unGodly and absolutely disgusting wears me out. This week, I have been disgusted and distraught over the Miley Cyrus business, while people are being fumigated to death in Syria. Children I know are crying and fighting because they didn't get the newest iPhone for their birthday. While other children I recently met are serving children on the Thai/ Burma border, quoting scripture from memory and carrying backpacks packed full of supplies for those Burma children. 13, 10, and 7 year old are being raised to serve others or to serve themselves. The most frustrating part of all of this is to know that I am on the list of people who serve themselves. The majority of the time, I seek after my own pleasure before I seek to further the Kingdom of God.

Lord forgive us and turn to strengths our weaknesses.

Leader, Friend, and Lover aka My Man

I would just like to take a moment to make you all barf at how in love I am with my man. And thus I commence in publicly boasting about the man I call husband:

This morning, on my walk/run, God reminded me of all the things I am blessed with and they are all wrapped up in one very tall man. This man is the fearless leader of our home. He is trustworthy and trusting. He is endlessly patient and forgiving of me. He loves God and lives to serve God. He is the hardest working man I have ever met. He is honest in all of his doings, my best friend and confidant and a complete hunk. I wrong him daily and he always forgives me. He loves me better than any man ever has and he deserves more respect than I could ever give.

I think of the ways that I have sinned; demanding respect but giving none, forcing a fake love in relationships that valued worldly things above God, begging men who had no feelings for me to love me (and I mean literally begging). And then some.

I did this all in the pursuit of a love no man can give. God has shown me that love Himself and still does (His love never fails, in case you didn't know) and continues to show me that type of love through the love of my husband.

I know that my man is not perfect but I can say (or write rather) that Nathan Scott Lemke is the most honorable man I have ever met and I am endlessly blessed to call him the leader of my home, my best friend, and my lover.

"Jesus Wants the Rose:" Jesus wants You

Recently I watched this video: I was sitting on the bed. The ex-bf (the abusive one) was standing over me. He was drunk, and probably high on something, and kept repeating over and over again "NOBODY WANTS YOU!" and again "why would anyone want you?" "you deserve me treating you this way" "you will never find anyone who will want you." This went on for almost 3 hours that night. Finally, he left and I was alone. That is when I heard "I want you" "I have always wanted you." I responded "then take me." That night I gave my life to Christ, a few weeks later, He delivered me from my abuser. And a few more weeks later, He brought me to my husband. Broken and lost, He saved me.

Summer Time Snooze

I have got the summer time blues or what I like to call the summer time snooze. I'll explain: It is summer time, normally summer is my time. I am never unhappy in the summer. How could I be? I mean the sun is hot, the lemonade cold, and the fun never ends. Only this year, the fun seems to have ended. All I do now is think about Nazi Germany, technical writing, and dumb psychology 1010. The only ray of sunshine in my week is public speaking, who would have thought? I only like it because it requires little to no prep work. So, summer school has got me in the dumps, but why call it summer time snooze? Because those dumps translate to me being a lump...on the bed, or couch, or ground...sleeping in an effort to avoid Nazi fascism. I firmly believe in the "come all ye who are heavy laden and I will give thee rest" thing. I only wish it said "come all thee who are heavy laden with summer school and I will take that test." I just need to remember that in 5 more weeks, I will be 12 credits closer to being done, AND only have 12 credits left of my college career. Lord help me get through the summer though.

Happy Holy Week

In less than a week, we celebrate Christ's victory, His victory over death, and over sin. He said in the temple at Nazareth “The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me, Because He has anointed Me To preach the gospel to the poor; He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, To proclaim liberty to the captives And recovery of sight to the blind, To set at liberty those who are oppressed; To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord.”(Luke 4). He came to heal your heart and set you free! And It is Finished! Praise be to our Gracious King! Forever and ever.

Because Love Compels Me To

Recently, I have run into the notion that I should keep my religious beliefs to myself. Why? Why do you need me to hide my beliefs to feel comfortable with me, or any other person for that matter? There are several reasons I publicly praise God. 1: I believe in relationship instead of religion. My relationship with God is the MOST important relationship I have because it defines me, renews me, strengthens me, and heals me. And this relationship guides every other relationship I have, and I mean every other relationship I have. I believe God is the steward of all things, because He created all things, including relationships. 2: God is not diminished by my failure to acknowledge His works in my life, I am. I believe in giving credit where credit is due, and I am better for it. It teaches me humility and humility allows for growth. 3: God is love. Love is the strongest force on Earth, stronger that fear. When you are moved by love, the entire world becomes a better place. I want to spread love. That is my mission in this life, to spread love. God is the purest form of love I know (and I hardly comprehend what pure love means). 4: My purest joy, and richest happiness comes from my relationship with God. He completes me, He makes me whole. Because He created me, He knows what I need, when I need it, and how I need it. I want you to know that sort of love, fulfillment, and joy. I make no demands, or assumptions about what you need in your life. I only offer the example that God is making of me. Love moves me, God moves me, and I have never been better.

Spring Fever

For me, spring fever kicks in New Years day and the symptoms get worse and worse until it gets to be 90 degrees outside. It is February 6th, my half birthday, and 70 degrees outside. I am stuck inside "writing" a paper. This is what I call inhumane. I'm supposed to be writing a memoir. Who knew that writing about myself would be so difficult, especially when I do it on this here blog all the time. I have squeaked out 700 words (I need at least 1500) and am out of anything left to say about me. Plus I have a lot of other things on my mind, like outside, hiking, swimming, starting a garden, sitting outside, laying outside, standing outside, drinking lemonade outside, and of course, going outside. Oh 70 degrees, you are a tease that will get me a bad grade, or several.