New Name

I started this blog after watching an episode of "real housewives of Atlanta". I was aggrivated at these women who filled thier life with so much unnessacary drama that I wanted to "blog" about my life as what I would consider being a "REAL housewife". However...I never really did anything with it, nor do I care to. I cant change the name so I am going back to my original blog... follow me there if interested:

Mom On The Rock
http://mom-on-the-rock.blogspot.com/

Michelangelo's David returns to Italy after 2 year visit toU.S

After a two-year visit to the United States , Michelangelo's David is returning to Italy . His Proud Sponsors were:

Its a rainy Friday and I am surrounded by a screaming baby and the added pleasure of visiting family. The family went out today and I am guessing they will be back for dinner, but who knows! This week has been very trying in all ways. Michael worked 2nd shift so my sleeping pattern is thrown off! Because I am more tired than usual, I am also crankier. I think I finally realized that I am a control freak. Add the lack of sleep + extra family members + my need to have everything perfect + a teething 2 year old = a GREAT week! (and my need for a vacation!)

I am going to try and relax this weekend. Try and realize I have kids and my house doesnt HAVE to be perfect. I am also going to see if Michael will let me sleep in on Monday!

Who Cares

It is so easy as a mom of four to get caught up in the "flow" of motherhood. Wake up, try and spend quality time with God, and once the children wake up the day begins! It is easy to drown in the world around me and ignore the pleas of those in need. Today I found a message that reminds me of the bigger world out there where countless number of people are passed by, with no one to hear their cry.

Hebrews 13:1-4

Who really cared? His was a routine admission to busy Bellevue Hospital. A charity case, one among hundreds. A bum from the Bowery with a slashed throat. The Bowery . . . last stop before the morgue. Synonym of filth, loneliness, cheap booze, drugs, and disease.

The details of what had happened in the predawn of that chilly winter's morning were fuzzy. The nurse probably shrugged it off. She had seen thousands and she was sure to see thousands more. Would it have made any difference if she and those who treated him had known who he was? Probably so.

His recent past was the antithesis of his earlier years. The Bowery became the dead-end street of an incredible life. On that icy January morning before the sun had crept over New York's skyline, in a 25-cent-a-night flophouse, a shell of a man who looked twice his age staggered to the wash basin and fell. The basin toppled and shattered.

He was found lying in a heap, naked and bleeding from a deep gash in his throat. His forehead was badly bruised and he was semiconscious. A doctor was called, no one special---remember, this was the Bowery. He used black sewing thread that somebody had found to suture the wound. That would do. All the while the bum begged for a drink. A buddy shared the bottom of a rum bottle to calm his nerves.

He was dumped in a paddy wagon and dropped off at Bellevue Hospital, where he would languish, unable to eat for three days . . . and die. Still unknown.

A friend seeking him was directed to the local morgue. There, among dozens of other colorless, nameless corpses with tags on their toes, he was identified. When they scraped together his belongings, they found a ragged, dirty coat with 38 cents in one pocket and a scrap of paper in the other. All his earthly goods. Enough coins for another night in the Bowery and five words, "Dear friends and gentle hearts." Almost like the words of a song, someone thought. But who cared?

Why in the world would a forgotten drunk carry around a line of lyrics? Maybe he still believed he had it in him. Maybe that derelict with the body of a bum still had the heart of a genius. For once upon a time, long before his tragic death at age 38, he had written songs that literally made the whole world sing, such as:

"Camptown Races"
"Oh! Susanna!"
"Beautiful Dreamer"
"Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair"
"Old Folks at Home"
"My Old Kentucky Home"

And 200 more that have become deeply rooted in our rich American heritage. Thanks to Stephen Foster, whom nobody knew. And for whom nobody cared.

Deep within many a forgotten life is a scrap of hope, a lonely melody trying hard to return. Some are in prison. Some in hospitals. Some in nursing homes. And some silently slip into church on Sunday morning, terribly confused and afraid. Until someone steps in. And stoops down. And, in love, rebuilds a life, restores a soul, rekindles a flame that sin snuffed out, and renews a song that once was there.

Do you care? Enough "to show hospitality to strangers," as Hebrews 13:2 puts it? It also says that in doing so, we occasionally "entertain angels without knowing it."

Angels that don't look anything like angels. Some might look like bums from the Bowery, but they may have a song dying in their hearts because nobody knows and nobody cares.

When you next encounter someone who is lost or hungry or hurting---how can you be ready to help? Be specific as well as realistic.

Who Cares?
by Charles R. Swindoll

Reprinted by permission. Day by Day, Charles Swindoll, July 2005, Thomas Nelson, inc., Nashville, Tennessee. All rights reserved. Purchase "Day by Day" here.

Psalms 101 Daily Confession

Back in 1995 I believe the Lord lead me to a chapter that was to be my "life chapter". I had been praying for direction and for God to show me the path He had for my life. I asked God to lead me to a verse that would help guide me. I opened up the Bible and was lead to Psalms 101. I believe that I was told to make this my daily confession. It is only now that I feel I am ready to take on these promises to God:

Of David. A psalm.

¹ I will sing of your love and justice;
to you, LORD, I will sing praise.

² I will be careful to lead a blameless life—
when will you come to me?
I will conduct the affairs of my house
with a blameless heart.

³ I will not look with approval
on anything that is vile.
I hate what faithless people do;
I will have no part in it.

⁴ The perverse of heart shall be far from me;
I will have nothing to do with what is evil.

⁵ Whoever slanders their neighbor in secret,
I will put to silence;
whoever has haughty eyes and a proud heart,
I will not endure.

⁶ My eyes will be on the faithful in the land,
that they may dwell with me;
those whose walk is blameless
will minister to me.

⁷ No one who practices deceit
will dwell in my house;
no one who speaks falsely
will stand in my presence.

⁸ Every morning I will put to silence
all the wicked in the land;
I will cut off every evildoer
from the city of the LORD.

Reading the Red

I am so tired of people always preaching what Paul wrote. Not that I dont think Paul was lead by God or that he is wrong. I just think that its time to get to basics. If Jesus said it, it must be true. So I am going to be "reading the red"!

How get what you need on a daily basis

I get home one day to find that my parents tried to print out a " how to get money from God" plan they found online. I sat down disgusted - Creflo Dollar was out for money. Why do people buy into this? I showed my husband and we were discussing Creflo's "Four requirements for successfully 'praying in' what you need on a daily basis". Then it hit me:

"Praying in what you NEED" - ok, so maybe I should read more before I get too critical.

What I found was actually a very logical guide to LIVING. Mr. Creflo Dollar isnt preaching a "get rich quick" scheme, but laying down a foundation for developing a quality of character within a person. Everything makes sense and would be a best seller if Donald Trump were writing it.

Here is what I read: (IN BOLD : what I feel is just good character)

1. Four requirements for successfully "praying in" what you need on a daily basis.
1. You must be in the will of God.
2. Be sure you remain in His will by doing the following:
1. Fellowship with Jesus through personal prayer and the study of His Word.
1. When you seek God daily, He will equip you with the ability, sufficiency, and might to do His will.
2. Draw near to God in prayer (Hebrews 10:22). iii. Do not forsake the assembling of yourself with other Believers (Hebrews 10:25).
3. Allow the Word to be imprinted on your heart.
2. Fellowship with other Believers in your church.
1. Be committed and submitted to your pastors.
2. Do not allow unforgiveness to take root in your heart.
3. Have diligent, balanced work habits.
1. Busy yourself with your own affairs (1 Thessalonians 4:11, 12).
2. Be a person of integrity. iii. Work, because work is honorable, and if someone does not work, the Bible says they should not eat; however, do not become a workaholic.
3. Live a balanced life with work and play.
4. Be obedient in your giving.
1. Receive God's blessing by paying your tithes (Malachi 3:10).
2. Refrain from developing an unhealthy attachment to money.
3. Believe it is God's will to prosper you.
1. A person with a poverty mentality will not receive God's best.
2. If you waver in faith, you should not expect to receive anything from the Lord.
3. A multitude of blessings will overtake you when you obey God (Deuteronomy 28:1-4).
4. Whatever you give will be given back to you.
5. God wants you to prosper as your soul prospers.
6. This belief will give you the confidence to come daily before the Lord with your requests.
4. You must be specific.
1. Do not wait for God to do something you have not asked Him to do.
2. Pray for God's house, then your own.
3. When you take care of His house first, He will take care of your house.
5. You must be tenacious.
1. There was a widow woman who was extremely persistent in getting her needs met (Luke 18:1-10).
2. God promises restoration.
3. How do you recover what has been stolen from you?
1. Submit yourself to God (James 4:7).
2. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. iii. Draw near to God and do not get weary.

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