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Submitted by tiki on Sat, 09/15/2007 - 1:37pm.
Things I hate: complaining, back biting, gossiping, .......
Things I need to work on: complaining, back biting, gossip...
In the last few years I have gotten more aggressive in my search for God's heart. I tell God to use me, and when He tries to I feel as though He's interrupted my agenda. (need work there) It's so easy to fill our lives with our lists. Because I am so inclined to be a recluse and avoid relationships it's difficult to step out of this rut. So this is a good place to start since no one looks at it!!!!!!! Actually this blog is not well thought out as I'm in a hurry to go work,BUT I have been at WW for 20 years and at one time was very active. When I look at all God has done in that time, and I look at the people commited to WW, (Staff and attendees) alike, I'm amazed.(in a good way) But being a natural observer, I see some unrest in our body. My prayer is, when we hear the complaining, back biting and gossip that we'll not be part of it and be bold enough to direct the conversation in such a way as to defuse what's happening. We are all in the same battle so we don't need to shoot our own people. So let's help protect what God has seen fit to allow us. Just a thought. Off to work........love you all (both of you)
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Which is the ALL-TIME greatest Christmas special ever?
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
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A Charlie Brown Christmas
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How the Grinch Stole Christmas
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Frosty the Snowman
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A Wish For Wings That Work
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I can't think of a time I didn't believe in God. I had a wrong belief, but I did believe. As a child, I called on Him all the time. My mother left about the time I turned four and my dad was a train wreck for many years after. Needless to say my security shattered pretty quick. Over the years God has brought to mind many times a part of my childhood that I love to reflect on.
Some times when I would visit my baba (grandma, of course) my friend Carol would be visiting her grandma next door as well. Sometimes we would play outside and teeter totter our little hearts out, BUT there were times I would be allowed inside to color. We would sit in a little room at a table looking right out the window with the sun beating in on our coloring book. We would agree on a page we both liked and would color out of the same book. I remember her mother would be in the kichen and the rest of the family would be laughing and talking. It was to me a time I would actually feel safe, happy and maybe get a little taste of family. It was just the best feeling and a special gift from God like water in the middle of a desert.
So many times I think of those carefree times sitting hip to hip giggling with my friend coloring, and for a few minutes the world was good. Life has continued to be difficult over the years, but for all of those hurting people I wish there was a way to invite them to sit hip to hip with me in the little room with the sun beating on our pictures and we'll just giggle. Thanks, God for those pieces of heaven you show us.