January blues?

I wonder why January is such a bad month for so many of us? I know most of us have nearly impoverished ourselves trying to make the perfect Christmas yet again. Maybe we spent another year without making the perfect feast, maybe it’s the darker days with nights still so long, maybe something more.

I know there won’t be all that many of us ending 2017 in a much better place financially or emotionally than we did the year before. How many grew as a person or as a parent? Did we learn from mistakes previously made and promised we wouldn’t do again? How much pressure do we put on ourselves in January to make a difference, losing weight, looking into expanding in our careers, being a better and more caring person, reading 20 chapters a day of the Bible, praying 3 hours a day?

This pressure on our self is so self destructive, and can leave us feeling a bit of a failure really. What for? Why do it? We have the whole year to make small changes to help our lives be more productive and satisfying. Slowly starting a new hobby. Losing those extra few pounds in a more sustainable and enjoyable way. Spending a few extra hours with the family and friends. Trying an extra few minutes a week, and building time up if we can, in reading the Word and taking some time with God. It shouldn’t be a burden. So, don’t make it one.

Enjoy January.

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New resolution

So, new year, new pages to be written and fresh, clean days to be filled.

The only resolution I did this year was a promise to myself to write more. Nothing else. Otherwise it would have been the usual stuff that I say to myself year after year and remain unfulfilled, year after year. Do you do that as well?

Why do we do it to ourselves?  We make our self look like we failed when in actual fact we have accomplished so much over the year, done so much to be proud of, but we only look back on the promise we made at midnight, usually a little tipsy, and most definitely very tired, to base our year on.

So what if you didn’t lose those few pounds, but you graduated from college with really good marks. Who cares if you didn’t go to the gym religiously 3 times a week, but you helped so many people with love and compassion. Does it really matter if you didn’t get the promotion for working 100 hours a week because you chose instead to spend those extra hours with your family and spent precious time with your children. These things mean more in the future and the year ahead surely?

So, new resolution…… something more for me and my family than before. What do you really want to happen in 2018?

Testimony

I was fascinated watching Doctor Who from the Christmas 2017 episode. It was a weepy for all who have followed the Doctor for the decades he has been time travelling and saving Earthlings from various alien invaders and Daleks. This episode was introducing the next in line of Doctors and adding a very PC, but brilliant choice of new traveller.

The ‘Testimony’, were from billions of years in the future and went through time collecting memories from everyone at the point of death, so that person lived on in the form of shape shifters, who could become anyone who had ever lived throughout space and time. The thinking was, that people’s memories were who they were, and were important enough to make the massive jumps through history to collect them before they disappeared with the person’s last breath.

It was a very good and thought provoking episode. They were basically talking about our souls, the essence of who we are as a person, as human beings on the giant plant in a giant solar system of other just as giant planets and moons. Our memories contain who we are, have been and who we ended up becoming. Our memories make us and keep us going forward. They show what we are saved from, who we loved and our personal memories of who we also have lost over our lives. Our memories keep others alive inside us, good or bad, pets we have loved, teachers we remember for the help they gave. Our memories are everything we have at the end, and the memories we make are so important not just to us, but those we live with or just meet on a day to day basis.

Some of us have extremely bad memories from childhoods we prefer not to have in the memory bank in our heads. They also make us who we are today, and can help us know what we do not want to become. We might want to be better parents than our own, become social workers,  teachers, doctors, anyone who was less than the best in a striving to help the next generation not go through something we ourselves went through. Yes, it was awful for us, but it won’t be for another child along the line, maybe even our own, we will make it better for someone out there. It’s then that I can see the gift of memories. They change people. They make better and better people and situations out of what has gone before.

This is what I see is Testimony. This is what we leave behind.

Christmas again?

I know I’m getting older, and I don’t mean my age, but by how quickly each end of year comes round. No-one told me that once I became a “proper” adult, that most of the excitement of the Christmas season would disappear, replaced with manic stress, crowd pushing, trolley diving chaos.

Don’t get me wrong, I still love the whole of this season. I love the lights and music. There is a feeling that we all get at Christmas that can’t be put into words, it’s just there and has been for as long as we can remember. Once we get to the big day and all stuffed and feeling slightly more chubby than when we woke up, I have a sense of regret that I allowed stress to get in the way of my enjoying what this last month of the year brings. Another year that I let other stuff invade all the emotions and excitement.

Well, I tell myself, not next year, not again.

I want to be with my children, my hubby, my cats, my family and just be. Just taking some time to enjoy those around me and time that I can spend with them.

What better time of the year is there that I can do all this? The time where we think of each other, want to give to each person we love, think of Christ and why He came, celebrate and rejoice.

Coming and going

This is how it feels my head has been this last couple of months. It’s been busy in a good way, but has meant that I have been a bit abcent from Word press for which I am sorry. But…..

I am so excited to tell you all that I have spent time writing my first devotional 21 day book! I am releasing it as a Kindle ebook and should be available soon. I am keeping the price low to make it as affordable as possible. 

I will let you know as soon as it is available and will try to link it through my page. 

It has given me some new perspectives on things while writing. Giving a lot more thought to what I am putting down in my notes and my pages, has had made me think so much more about my own head and what others see in me. Do I care or should I care? Should I only care about what God sees? 

Thank you to all who have supported me on this journey, and all the lovely messages I gave received. They mean so much to me. 

Blessings to you all.

Slumber?

So I got to thinking overnight about all that was happening in the world and how many people were living in the hold of terror and fear. There are so many attacks, wars and hurting on Earth that it’s a bit of a daunting task to even pray for them all never mind wonder what they are going through. It’s also very easy to forget about it all when we can turn off the news or turn the page of the newspaper. They can disappear, blurred by the next celebrity scandal or weather report. We live cushioned lives mostly in the western world in this regard. We do have attacks as we saw in the UK over the last month. We can see some horrible stuff within the western world for sure, but how quick do we move on?

It can feel like God is not watching or has closed His ears to the desperate cries from His people. There are prayers around the world going on even as I write this for those who are hurting or who have lost everything. Is God looking and listening to something else? Has He even noticed?

The bible says that God never slumbers or sleeps. He is ever watching us and He hears every prayer. The book of Revelation tells us that every prayer or cry to God rises up like incense and God breathes it in. No prayer goes unheard. No prayer actually goes unanswered. It might not be the answer we were hoping or desiring to hear, but there will be an answer there if we are open to receive it. 

There is no real answer as to why God hasn’t stepped in and stopped things from happening. All I think about is the last time God stepped in to change the way the world was going, meant we had the flood in Genesis which destroyed everything.  So is that the only way He can stop events? Take away free will? Stop sins consequences? 

I really don’t know. These are just my thoughts and ramblings. I just know I have to trust God and know He is in full control of my future and the events which impact me and those I love and pray for. That’s all I take my rest in and knowing I can slumber and be confident in the knowledge that God never does.

Prayer works?

What a chaotic and scary week our little Island has had over the last couple of weeks. We have seen terror strike and try to rob my beloved UK of her peace and love.

I love my country and very proud of my nation. I’m proud of my city and the street where I live. It is full of people who are filled with love and warmth. We are all created in the same image, and noone is better than anyone else. The UK needs lots of prayer, not just for today or even tomorrow, but for the next months and years. This country needs to be filled with prayer and covered with the wings of God.

But in our daily life, does prayer work, or are the smaller things of life too insignificant for us to bother God with? Our bills, lack of food, clothing? What about our banged up car going in for its MOT? Is that too small for God to see? A parking spot in the hospital car park when our child is unwell? What about funds to go to a conference that we know would help us to grow spiritually but is really expensive?

These can seem silly things to maybe pray about, and how many times do we leave prayer as a last resort? A tool to use only when we have exhausted every other avenue of help. I know I have done and still can do this at times. I wonder why?

In 1 Kings vs 2-6, we read of Elijah who has fled from the city into the wilderness when he received a death threat from Queen Jezabel. He had nothing with him, no clothing, no Prada suitcase with his belongings. No rucksack full of trail mix and Red Bull for energy for the journey. Nothing. Not a thing. Not even his favourite pillow.

God needed Elijah for further work for the Kingdom. He provided Elijah with ravens who brought him meat to eat and a stream nearby for fresh beautiful clear water to drink. Yes, it wasnt the most amazingly thought up meal, but it was exactly what he needed right at that moment to keep going, and it helped him not to be so down about his circumstances.

Its very easy to get down about the next huge bill to come through the post, the broken washing machine and all the things that can build up and cause us to lose sleep with stress or worry.

We see the power of prayer all over the world. Big things, like people being raised from the dead, healing from life threatening diseases, safety in the most horrible of places. We can see God working in the persecuted church and the blessings they are living in.

But what about me and my daily life? God still wants to work in the small things within us just as much as he wants to raise from the dead the other side of the world. Everything in our life and in us is important to God, and I want you to know how loved and worth everything you are. If it bothers you, it bothers God. If it hurts you, it hurts God. If it makes you happy in Him, it makes God happy. No prayer goes unheard. No prayer is more important than another. There is no hierarchy system in the Throne room. All prayer is described as lifting up to the Throne room as insence which God breathes in. Its a beautiful picture of how God listens to all prayers in the Book of Revelation.

Dont ever settle for mediocrity. You are not mediocre, so why accept it. We are all children of the King, and He is with us always and walks with us in our life. He sees what we do, and how we do it. He never gives up on any of us, and provides in ways we cant even imagine.

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