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Framily... blessed!!

I have said it before and I will say it again, but, we have some amazing friends in our lives -- "Framily" is the catch phrase, right? 
I came home last night and walked through my house feeling like magic had been wrought -- the shoemakers' elves had been in my house!! A bit giddy, the kids & I went throughout the house laughing like it was Christmas morning!! A myriad of "to dos" are now on the "it's done" list!! 
After getting the kids tucked into bed, I sat in the family room, the quiet enveloping and marveled at the peace and feeling of relief that flooded my soul... It may seem like such a small thing to get a blind put back up in a window... a doorknob fixed, a kitchen faucet that works right, ceiling light bulbs replaced, bushes cleared and trimmed... I hadn't realized how much these "little" things had been weighing on my subconscious until it was taken care of for me by my "Texas family" -- a group of brothers in Christ from my bible fellowship class. 
Tears pricked my eyelids, "Abba, thank You for showing Your care for us and loving us through these precious people; Your children"  

 "...better is a neighbor who is near than a brother who is far away."
(Proverbs 27:10b ESV)
 "Let no one seek his own good, but the good of his neighbor.
 (1 Corinthians 10:24 ESV) "
Thank you my dear friends -- you guys are a HUGE blessing to us!! Made my week :D

I am feeling OVERWHELMED by the love and care of My Abba, Father this past week -- it's been a very rough couple of months and in a moment of ugly brokenness over Cj's birthday weekend, I told God that I honestly couldn't continue to do this anymore...didn't know what or why He thought this plan was working out for us because I sure couldn't see it!!
It wasn't pretty and sure didn't feel very godly -- I was embarrassed and felt guilty, that I was drowning in these waves and couldn't keep my eyes focused on Jesus -- part of me felt like I needed to apologize and "straighten back up", but, I knew that would be lying -- and God knew my heart anyways!! Thank God for His grace and mercy!!
So, it was a raw and broken couple of days and I think that is what God was trying to point out to me... Sometimes, He allows the angst to lovingly point out that I'm not capable of doing this alone... Brings me back to where I need to be, at the feet of Jesus, looking into His eyes and seeking His face! 

Luke 10 "...Mary, sat at the Lord's feet, listening to what he taught...my dear Martha, you are worried and upset over all these details! There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her." vs 39, 41-42 

Lord, give me a Mary heart in this Martha world... 


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  1. I love reading your blog! You have such a heart after Christ! Love your family! What a blessing that these like-minded Christians are being the hands and feet of Christ!

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  2. Thank you for putting yourself out there like this. Your story and feelings are real. A lot of people need to hear that they, too, can press on in God's strength and by His grace. What a blessing it is when the Body works as it should! Many more blessings lie ahead for your family.

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  3. It is always wonderful seeing God work in our lives through others. I am so glad you had this help. Bless them for taking care of your needs.

    You are an inspiration to many because you are real and telling it how it is. You are loved by God, deeply and no matter how our feelings are at times, He is always with us.

    Love and hugs to you ~ FlowerLady

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