Bad Dreams

Last night I dreamt about the end of the world again. This time everything that is faith related like crosses, pictures of Jesus anything at all were all gone. As if they had all been taken away. I saw someone dear to me being demon possessed. All that was left of the Word was the Word itself. The Bible, and a bunch of us who still remembered God were trying to figure out what we needed to do next. I don't know what this all means or if it's even supposed to mean anything at all but I'm still scared. I know I must continue to pray and read more of the Bible. I've had these kind of dreams since I was a kid before I even read the Bible and I only knew what was taught in catecism(?). I know when my time comes it will all make sense. I just have to trust in the Lord to watch over me like He always does! Good nite! I hope my dreams will be much more pleasant this time. :)

New Ideas and Second Chances of Worth

I have been wondering what to do with myself since my new life started. All my life I wanted to do something amazing, something that mattered. I finally see what God has had in store for me. I thought I wouldn't be able to do much now that I am disabled but I know now that I was wrong. It may not seem like much to some but if I can help people who are more capable of doing something amazing that matters, then I'm gonna get to it! I have been working on myself for sometime now and I know I am still a work in progress. Yet I believe that I am ready to start fulfilling the purpose that God has made for me by helping others to fulfill theirs. All I ask from whoever reads this to please check out my new blog, pass it along and if you feel inclined to, donate to your hearts desire. May God bless you and keep you always.

Love,

M
http://missionarydepot.blogspot.com/

The Rain

Friday, July 02, 2010

4:25 PM

It's raining and every time it does I am reminded of my pain and my body. There was a time when I feared the rain because my bones would ache so much. Everything hurt and it was too much of it to be comfortable in my own skin. It felt like my tendons, muscles and joints were shrinking over my bones all at once like dried up leather. It even hurt to lie down. I punished myself and thought that I deserved this pain because of the person I was before. I am so thankful to my Loving God that He has healed me and made a way for me to get the proper treatment I needed to be able to live again with my body and my condition. I know now that my pains were for a reason but not for my punishment. They were and are a way to show me just how alive I am and to appreciate my own life that I took for granted. Now every time it rains, I welcome them because I never want to forget that time in my life and how the Lord was there for me like a comforting father. My body isn't the same anymore but whatever is left of it I give it to God to use for His kingdom. I lay down my life for Him because He has saved me and given me so much. Just like the rain that comes with storms, winds and darkness yet renews the earth and helps it to grow lush, green and beautiful. So does my God.