Monthly Archives: May 2012

   I have learned a lot in just a short period of time. I recently took a bus trip to see my sister in an other state. The bus trip was long and I ran into all kinds of people in all walks of life. Some young and some older. Some were well off and others homeless. I had conversations and I overheard conversations.

  One common theme that I took is that people are hostile. I live in a hostile world that doesn’t like me. The hostility of people who don’t know me. Who, if they ever saw me again, they would not recognize who I am. The sad part is I don’t have the same hostility toward them. I general feel compassion for people. It is the innate instinct of my nature to love them. Not because I am just this really good person, but because the new creation that Christ has made in me.

You see these people didn’t like Christ. They have this false idea of who He is. They think He is judgmental and angry, and they accuse Him of the very hostility they are portraying  towards Him.

In my mind I see  the picture of Him on the Cross and saying “Father forgive them for they don’t know what they are doing.” John 3:17 says that Jesus came into they world not to condemn it, but to save it. (paraphrased by me).

With a very heavy heart I want to say that I love this world, and like Christ, I passionately love those who are in it. 

Blessing-Mrs. Writeword.


Millie and Mom

May your father and mother be glad; may she who gave you birth rejoice!Proverbs 23:25

I had a chicken once named Millie.She was a Surama which is a very small bantam bread of chicken.The other chickens ,although they  were also bantam(de Uccle’s), were quite a bit bigger then her.  

Millie became broody,and was insistent on setting and hatching out chicks. She was unable to produce good eggs, so she stole eggs that the other chickens laid. 

After she hatch out four of them she tucked them under her wings and kept them very close to her. The chick’s grew, and in a few weeks after she hatched them they were bigger then she was. It was funny to watch her still tucking these chicks under her small wings to protect them. They soon out grew her and then she was ready to do it again. She was a good mom.

My mom was like her. She protected me and watched over me until I was too big to fit under her wings. She tought me some very essential things about how to be an adult, and showed me how to be independent, but when ever I  needed her wings were open for me. They still are.

I just want to thank God for a good mom. I hope she is proud of the mother she raised.

Happy Birthday to “The Best Mom In the World”


Fellow blogger wrote this and I wanted to pass it along. Again, I am not a political writer, even if this has a political theme. It is about the heart of a loving Father. If you struggle with this know that God, your Father, has given you a way out.I am not saying it would be easy, but just know that He knows your stuggle and will help you with it, and through it.

No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it.1Corinthians 10:13


As I write these words let me make you all aware that I indeed have very close loved ones that are currently struggling with homosexuality. Some have accepted such life styles and others are fighting against it every day.

     I am also aware that the church has done a terrible job in reaching out to this group of people; it seems as if the church has given them the impression that they hate the sin and the sinner as well.

Some years ago I remember being in Nashville, Tennessee with my brother, Carlos. During our stay there, he reconnected with an old friend and her family. Her mom invited us to come to her house and eat, so we went. As soon as we arrived to the house we were warmly receive by my brother’s friend and her mom.

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I know Mother’s Day is just around the corner,and I know that being a mom isn’t always the rewarding idea we picture the day our kids were born.So, I am going to tell you a story,about when I wasn’t a so great mom.

One time when me son was very young,about 6 years old, he constantly followed me around calling my name,Mom, mom, mom,mom.I couldn’t seem to get anything done. I was constantly interrupted from daily chores to see what he wanted. I was starting to be hormonal and frustrated. I confided in my husband and told him how sometimes I feel like I just can’t bear to hear mom one more time.So, I changed my name for a whole day. I announced to my husband and kids, today I am not honey, dear, or mom, I want to be called Patty.It was just a name I came up with off the top of my head.

My son had a really hard time with it. He just couldn’t call me Patty. Every time he did you could see the distress on his face. That night as I tucked him into bed and said his prayers he says “God bless Patty, and thank you God for my mom.”After that I never wanted to be Patty again.

Fix it Daddy

What do you do when it can’t be fixed?

My husband,as I have said before is the fixer of all things. I have seen him on many occasions access and fix things that look impossible to me. He has un-taingles fishing sting, fixed toys, and cars. He as fixed the plumbing and appliances, & electrical. 

The most amazing thing he does, is fix broken hearts. I  saw him after one of my children  wrestling matches,sit  with the boy who is so angry and crying about losing.Before you knew it, they were sitting there calm and quiet, talking.

When my daughter got her feeling hurt. He seemed to know the right thing to say. Showing her that she was more important to him then some boy, or that friend, that hurt her feelings.

Sometimes we run in to things in this life that we can’t fix. Sometimes those thing are things we broke ourselves. Marriages fall apart if they aren’t well maintained. Children sometimes get sick. Sometimes we break ourselves trying to be somebody we weren’t ment to be, or trying to keep up with a facade. Some of us get into addictions we don’t know how to get out of.For others, it might be that stack of credit card  bills that we have no way to pay.

Overwhelmed and over stressed with nowhere to go, we have come to this point.Who is going to fix it for us?

Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28

Like my husband, we have a Father who can fix it.I am not saying that you wont have to face consequences of bad choices. I have seen in my life how God has taken my bad choices, and somethings that weren’t by choice Like sickness, and turn into something positive in my life.

He will do the same thing for you if you invite him into your life. He loves you and wants what is best for you. WIll you let your Daddy fix it?

I  know there are so many people who don’t believe in God.  Some believe in Him, but they don’t believe they are loved by Him. Some Believe that they are loved by Him only if they are good. How good could you ever be to have a relationship with a holy God?

You see,God loves you personally. He loves you completely. He Loves Every part of you. He loves you with all of your faults, problems , and limitations. He wants to be apart of your life. He wants to be the Father that you never had. He wants to be your best friend. So, what is keeping Him from doing that?

The bible says that He stands at the door and knocks. That means that the heart of your being He is there waiting for you to open up to him and let him in.

Will you?

God Help Me

This is one of the most powerful prayers that I have ever prayed,and it is my prayer today.

“He gives power to the weak and strength to the powerless. Even youths will become weak and tired, and young men will fall in exhaustion. But those who trust in the LORD will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.”
Isaiah 40:29-31 (NLT)

Brace Yourself

It  always seems weird to me that I have the same reaction to changes as I do riding a roller coaster. I hate roller coasters by the way. Climbing the stairs a mile high just to come down in a less than three minute thrill never enthused me.

First of all, I have a healthy rational fear of falling. Some people call it being scared of heights. It’s not how high I am that I think about when I am in a high place. It is how far down and the thought of dying if I managed some how to fall from that place that I fear.

I have ridden a few roller coasters  in my time. Very few. The closer I get to the coaster in line the more anxious I feel and not the happy birthday kind of  anxious either. My breath gets shorter and shorter as the seat belt clickes around me. I think to my self “If I make it out alive, I will NEVER do this again.” 

Then the coaster starts down the track. I close my eyes as tight as I can. I tens up every muscle in my body. I do not dare scream because  it might make the car come off the tracks. Away it runs down the tracks as I brace myself for impact, and just as I stop breathing completely the ride is over.

I have noticed I do a lot of the same reaction when a sudden life change happens. Panic sets in before I can even say wait “a minute I am not ready yet.”What I have discovered is when the ride is over and my nerves began to settle , I would do it again.Usually,in life changes however hard they may be, most of them I wouldn’t change for the world.

So, don’t close your eyes, don’t brace yourself. Just enjoy the ride, and SCREAM.

Quick note: I am still working up the bravery to ride the Diamondback at Kings  IsLand in the picture above.

The Dream

Sometimes dreams are just dreams. Sometime they mean something. Last night I had one that was a mystery.

 I work in an office that is right off the factory floor. It is a small room with a desk a table and a file cabinet and a supply cabinet. It is so small that anything extra in it makes it hard to even turn around.I took apart a calendar last year and posted the pictures on the wall in a pattern to make the place a little more inviting.

Over the years we have had several power outages. The routine is always  the same. The power goes out(even in my office) and the back up generator comes on. Then there are a few security lights that help guide you until the lights come back on. Everyone usually moves to the break room where they have a few lights that are run by the generator.That is the place of “safety”.

In my dream the power went out. the factory right outside my office was so dark  that you couldn’t see anything. There were no lights generating any path’s to the place of safety at all. The strange thing about the dream was the fact that my office was light up . Every light in it was on.   

Today in my devotionals I came across the mystery solver.

  CHILDREN OF LIGHT.”         ( EPHESIANS 5:8 )  

I realize that in this dark place, I am God’s light.Are You?

Clinched Fisted or Open-Hearted

We are living in a time when people have lost the true meaning of charity. Not surprising to me considering that we have a world view that seems to be “every man for himself ” Or, “I am in it for my self”.Then those who say ” I did it for myself”,or, “I am a Self made man.” We have some how became a world with a lot of individual gods. We have become our own god in our own eye’s.

We are Clinched fisted and closed-minded. Some of us on the inside. Others of us in every way. We blind our hearts to what is real so we can feel good about not getting involved or being giving. When we see those in need we make excuses. We make it all out to be their own fault or their problem.

We even tell ourselves that it is someone elses responsibility to take care of the poor, the needy, the heart-broken, the addict, the lonely, the widow, the orphan, the elderly, the infant, the single mom, the diseased, the incarcerated, the hurting soldier, the family,  the un-lovely.

This is how Jesus approached this subject. Luke 18:18-24

There is a young man in the bible that approached Jesus with a “I” centered life.He came to Jesus wanting to fallow him. On the outside he seemed to be a nice honest man.He seemed good in every way. There were things on the inside that was much different then he appeared to be.

Jesus exposed the outside first. He names off a few commandments and the young man said “I have kept them all.”

Then Jesus examined the inside. He said”You still lack one thing”. The young man was probably thinking I have everything I have ever wanted. He was refered to in the bible as the rich young ruler. He had more than enough. Then Jesus said ” Sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.” the young man went away sad the bible says,because he was  very wealthy.

He was so blinded by his wealth that He couldn’t see the offer Jesus was giving him.He was so Clinched fisted that he walked away sad,broken-hearted ,and hurting due to the greed in his heart.

Every time we withhold a due apology. We are walking away from the savior sad. Every time we hold on to our money that we know God wants to use for his kingdom, we are walking away sad.Every time we choose not to give our time to help someone,we are walking away. Every time we choose our selfishness over God’s will we are just like this rich young ruler. Turning away the offer Jesus has for us to be our own god.

How much would it change the world if we used ourselves to help others?What would it  take to step outside of the “I’s” and “me’s” and started living with a heart of charity? What would it be like if we could open our hearts and hands to someone new, or different, or to give the apology or forgiveness’ that we have with held?Could being charitable be the very thing that brings you closer to a savior?