These lyrics from MercyMe have really ministered to me. Hope that they minister to you too!
I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You
Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray
Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain
I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain
You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what's a little rain
So I pray
Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Monday, May 23, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
A Tribute to My Mom
Mothers day was a hard day, but not as hard as I thought it would be. But I feel like I didn't get to tell my Mom how much I love and appreciate her because I was so mixed up in my own emotions and feelings, and she being the amazing mother she is, was worried about me.
So I want to take a few moments to brag on my Mom. I think we will always share a special bond, especially now because I was her first baby girl and now I am a mommy to a precious baby girl. I know the deep love that I have for Aleah which helps me better understand the love she has for me. I respect my Mom; I want to please her. When I was growing up and did something that disappointed her, that was the worst punishment for me.
My Mom never tried to be my friend, she was my Mother. She was my confidant, my cheerleader, my prayer warrior, and my biggest fan. I can't tell you how many hours she has sat with me and listened to my troubles. She took the time to be interested in her children and not shoo them away while she tended to "more important adult" matters. I knew that I could tell her anything and she would not stop loving me. She loves without condition (but not without consequences :) ).
I remember confessing to her one of the worst things I have ever done and instead of yelling and screaming at me, she cried with me and was saddened by the sin that I had let creep into my life. Now who is that like? I am pretty sure that she is just like my Jesus. He is saddened when sin takes hold of us because it keeps us from Him and just hurts us. He did not come to condemn the world but to save it. He knows how messed up we are, but He loves us anyways. He wants to teach us to be like Him and be obedient so we can escape the bondage and pain that sin brings into our lives.
I believe that I understand the love of Jesus better because she is my Mother. She showed me love and pointed me to Him. Even when I was in the womb, she and my father would pray over me and put head phones up to her stomach so that I could hear praise music. As a little girl, I accepted Jesus when I was three years old. She and my father prayed that I would come to Jesus at an early age; I firmly believe that I came to accept the Lord so early because of those very prayers. They lived their faith. I knew Jesus through them. And even at three years old, I knew they had something that I did not. The Holy Spirit came and revealed to me that I had to make the choice to accept Jesus and that my parents could not do it for me. Nothing but the power and grace of God could give a three year old these kind of thoughts. That is why I accepted Jesus, because my parents loved Him, so I wanted to love Him too. That's the honest truth.
Mom, I love you so much. I have a new appreciation for all you have done for me and continue to do for me. I now know how your heart breaks for me in my hurts and rejoices with me in my triumphs, because that's what my heart does for Aleah. My heart broke when I knew I had to deliver her early but it rejoiced in the knowledge that she is with my sweet Jesus, she is where I want to be! So happy belated mothers day! I love you so much and pray that I will get to be the mother to children, and mother them the way you have mothered me. I love you.
So I want to take a few moments to brag on my Mom. I think we will always share a special bond, especially now because I was her first baby girl and now I am a mommy to a precious baby girl. I know the deep love that I have for Aleah which helps me better understand the love she has for me. I respect my Mom; I want to please her. When I was growing up and did something that disappointed her, that was the worst punishment for me.
My Mom never tried to be my friend, she was my Mother. She was my confidant, my cheerleader, my prayer warrior, and my biggest fan. I can't tell you how many hours she has sat with me and listened to my troubles. She took the time to be interested in her children and not shoo them away while she tended to "more important adult" matters. I knew that I could tell her anything and she would not stop loving me. She loves without condition (but not without consequences :) ).
I remember confessing to her one of the worst things I have ever done and instead of yelling and screaming at me, she cried with me and was saddened by the sin that I had let creep into my life. Now who is that like? I am pretty sure that she is just like my Jesus. He is saddened when sin takes hold of us because it keeps us from Him and just hurts us. He did not come to condemn the world but to save it. He knows how messed up we are, but He loves us anyways. He wants to teach us to be like Him and be obedient so we can escape the bondage and pain that sin brings into our lives.
I believe that I understand the love of Jesus better because she is my Mother. She showed me love and pointed me to Him. Even when I was in the womb, she and my father would pray over me and put head phones up to her stomach so that I could hear praise music. As a little girl, I accepted Jesus when I was three years old. She and my father prayed that I would come to Jesus at an early age; I firmly believe that I came to accept the Lord so early because of those very prayers. They lived their faith. I knew Jesus through them. And even at three years old, I knew they had something that I did not. The Holy Spirit came and revealed to me that I had to make the choice to accept Jesus and that my parents could not do it for me. Nothing but the power and grace of God could give a three year old these kind of thoughts. That is why I accepted Jesus, because my parents loved Him, so I wanted to love Him too. That's the honest truth.
Mom, I love you so much. I have a new appreciation for all you have done for me and continue to do for me. I now know how your heart breaks for me in my hurts and rejoices with me in my triumphs, because that's what my heart does for Aleah. My heart broke when I knew I had to deliver her early but it rejoiced in the knowledge that she is with my sweet Jesus, she is where I want to be! So happy belated mothers day! I love you so much and pray that I will get to be the mother to children, and mother them the way you have mothered me. I love you.
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