Wednesday, September 30, 2009
little somethin by Beth at 11:04 AM
Monday, September 28, 2009
My sister, Calist, and me
Hollie and me
little somethin by Beth at 4:55 PM
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I am so very thankful for God's goodness in allowing me to still be able to run the half-marathon this Sunday. I am crazy excited about it.
I have been gathering information and came across something new they're doing at this marathon this year: Pace Groups.
This will be my first half. My first time running 13.1. It's supposed to be rainy and mid 60s. I am determined to finish this race.
So, I am playing with the idea of jumping in a pace group on race day. I am gearing toward the 10:30 pace group, not only because of the time (I don't want to start too fast and not be able to finish) but also because the pacer seems like a really neat person and very encouraging. I think it would be a unique experience to run with a variety of strangers for 2 hours...maybe better than a playlist.
This Sunday we are having a reunion. It seems like the three of us just ran The CRIM together.
So, this will be my last post until after race day...we'll see what happens.
little somethin by Beth at 10:11 AM
Friday, September 18, 2009
The verse above came to my mind. I felt led to ask God for just what we needed, the specifics. I felt Him whisper to me before I opened my mouth to pray, "You have not, because you ask not."
So, yesterday morning, I asked God for $1000 plus another $100 so that I can still travel to Michigan for the half marathon next weekend.
After we prayed, I felt an incredible peace. I was excited to see God work...it felt strangely familiar...we've been here before.
God is no magician. He has no magic wand. He is not a genie in a bottle. My God, however, is all powerful and has told His children to ask. He has promised that although He has led us down this painful path, His ways our higher than our ways (Isaiah 55:9) and He means this for good (Romans 8:28).
I want to testify to what God has done. Yesterday, in total, we were given $1100!
O taste and see that the LORD is good; How blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!
little somethin by Beth at 6:08 AM
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Please remember us in prayer.
little somethin by Beth at 9:02 PM
little somethin by Beth at 5:42 AM
Friday, September 11, 2009
I don't think many of us will ever forget that day.
We probably can all remember what we were doing...where we were at.
We can remember standing there in shock, watching the story unfold wondering if it was real.
We remember the pictures shown on the news and in magazines that are burned in our heads forever.
We remember the stories of other's(maybe even of our very own) loved ones that lost their lives that day.
We remember the police officers, fire fighters, rescue workers, and soldiers.
We will remember that our Nation was changed forever.
September 11th, 2001 : Never. Forget.
little somethin by Beth at 8:32 AM
Saturday, September 5, 2009
I have done a number of them...Beth Moore studies that is.
I have done the study on John, Daniel, David, Esther...just to name a few.
I have also done the study entitled Believing God.
God reminded me of that study on Wednesday...
It's easy to believe God when the waters are calm in the sea of life. It's easy to believe when you are feeling God's blessings. It's easy to believe God when it's smooth sailing.
That's where I was when I did the study and I was sure I was believing God.
I don't think it's any coincidence that the very same day that I ordered the study, Breaking Free, my Father-in-law told me that he bought the book Praying God's Word for me.
I got the book from him on Sunday. I did not open it...until Wednesday.
I was low on Wednesday, but trying to just get through the day. I pasted on a smile for most of the day, put on my happy voice when people called, and fought back the tears that wanted so badly to fall.
I was sitting in my room alone, crying. I remembered the study. I remembered the little sayings in there: God is who He says He is. God can do what He says He can do. I am who God says that I am. I can do what God says I can do.
While going over them, whispering them outloud, I felt as if I was only giving lip service. I spotted the book over on my dresser. Just.Pick.Up.The.Book.
I turned to the table of contents: Chapter 2: Overcoming Unbelief.
I thought it couldn't hurt to start there, but how could I not believe God after a year of waiting on Him...a year of crying out to Him.
Before I go any farther, I just have to say, her name is Beth, my name is Beth. It seems to make things she says to herself, using her name, somewhat more convicting than if her name was Sue or something.
I started reading. Three paragraphs down, a few sentences in, I read this:
"Beth, I want you to believe Me." I was appalled. "Lord," I answered, "Of course I believe in You. I've been believed in You all my Life." I felt like He responded very clearly. Adamantly. "I didn't ask you to believe in Me. I asked you to believe Me."
I sat very puzzled for several moments until I was able certain that the Holy Spirit had faithfully shed light on my pitifully small faith. I sensed Him saying, "My child, you believe Me for so little. Don't be so safe in the things you pray. Who are you trying to keep from looking foolish? Me or you?
The prayer of my heart (taken from the book):
little somethin by Beth at 8:37 PM
Thursday, September 3, 2009
little somethin by Beth at 7:39 AM
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
September 2, 2008
A little after lunch time, the phone rang. It was a little strange since Dan usually didn't call unless he was on lunch. Late lunch, maybe?
I was numb. He said the words I was always afraid of hearing.
He said a few words that would change me forever.
I truly can't believe I am writing this post.
I was hoping that I would be celebrating today...reflecting. Waking up in the morning and casually saying to my husband, "Remember what happened a year ago today?" and then chuckle about it a little.
Can't bring myself to chuckle about it today.
Are we really still in this bad dream?
There's no forgetting the significance of today here at our house. There is no casually mentioning what today means...what happened a year ago today. It's a day we will never forget, especially since we are still living with the repercussions.
One year ago today, my husband lost his job.
One year later, still no job.
There have been times when I thought I had lost all hope, but managed to cling to a thread, a speck. I feel a little silly because there have been times that I have dreamed of having a party to celebrate a job on this day, a year later...the praises I would sing..the prayers I would shout out in victory.
I can't help but feel hopeless today. I can't help but say in a quiet whisper, "God, how much longer?" or "God, where are you?"
I have learned that it does me no good to focus on our situation, but rather focus on today and that God has promised that whether we are on the mountain top or down in the valley, He will never leave us there alone. But, no matter how hard I try, the 2nd of every month is a little tougher than all the rest...and maybe a couple days before and a few days after. It's a day we felt an incredible loss and it's been uncertain.
I have doubted, questioned, and been angry at God.
I have cried myself to sleep, cried so hard my stomach hurt, and cried so much that I felt emotionless when it was all over.
I have felt trapped, abandoned, and just plain sick of waiting.
I can't end this post, without first pointing to the goodness of God in this past year, despite of me. We can find His fingerprints everywhere and we don't even have to look very far. God has used this to change us. He has used this to show us that we aren't alone and do need people. God has shown us how blessed we are, how much He has given us, and how much we have taken for granted.
I am celebrating today...not for a reason I had hoped, but because of some of you who have come along side of us either by what you have said to us, the prayers you have said for us, or because of the bills you've paid, food you've brought, or for clothing my kids. Words don't seem like enough and we are so thankful for your choosing to walk with us.
May Dan and I never forget September 2, 2008.
May we never forget what God has done for us, how God has provided.
May we use every opportunity to teach our kids about God and His goodness, grace, mercy, and provision through this road we are walking as a family.
May we choose to forever say, Blessed be His name.
little somethin by Beth at 5:34 AM