Mechanic God

So you slipped back a bit. Who doesn’t on occasion? Consider this. You have a flat tire on your car; will you correct that by slashing the other three? Of course not!

One flat tire simply means a slight hold up while the mechanic repairs or changes it. Aren’t you worth more than a tire?

Let Mechanic God help you towards the right path again. He is faithful and he will do it!

North American Fear

 

Our generation lives in a state of food fear based on gluten-free, weight loss, organic, raw, vegan, and more. Let these verses help you decide what is right for you personally (and NOT right for you to shove down the throats of others.)

What goes into someone’s mouth does not defile them, but what comes out of their mouth that is what defiles them.” (Matthew 15:11, NIV)

So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. (1 Corinthians 10:31, NIV)

No One Expected Me

 

Surprise in Heaven

I dreamt death came the other night
And Heaven’s gate swung wide.
An angel with a halo bright
Ushered me inside.

And there! To my astonishment
Stood folks I’d judged and labelled
As “quite unfit”, “of little worth”,
And “spiritually disabled”.

Indignant words rose to my lips
But never were set free,
For every face showed stunned surprise —
Not one expected me!

(Anonymous)

Through the Eyes of a Friend

Through the Eyes of a Friend
That is me, Brenda J Wood through the eyes of Eleanor Shepherd

Eleanor Shepherd Award Winning Author
http://twgauthors.blogspot.ca
http://emshepherd.blogspot.com

The Interrupted Life VI – A Consequence of Sexual Abuse

The story I want to share of an interrupted life this month is a difficult one. There are so many people whose lives have been put on hold because of the devastation that has come to them through abuse of various kinds. One of the most pernicious seems to be sexual abuse, because it is often linked with an abuse of power that takes advantage of innocence. That seemed to be the case for my friend Brenda, who shared with me two significant interruptions in her life. Many of her own reflections about her experience of an eating disorder are detailed in her book Meeting Myself: Snippets from a Binging and Bulging Mind.
My friend suffered from bulimia for years as a result of being a victim or sexual abuse from ages 11 to 14. Before she even knew that there was a name for her condition, it was well established, as her way of coping with the emotional and psychological damage that she suffered.

The abuse that she received caused a numbing of her emotions, and she tried to fill the emotional void, with food. Her eating disorder did not mean that the food brought any satisfaction. She just kept stuffing it in to try to fill the void. Then she tried to get rid of it, so her choice of self-soothing would not be obvious to others.

Unlike many of the interruptions in the lives of others, both the abuse and the bulimia were not sudden interruptions in Brenda’s life, but rather subtly crept up on her. They became elements in her life that crippled her relationships with others because she was unable to experience and express emotions and thus grow into the person that she was intended to be.

Fear was the only emotion that she was not able to keep down and it came to dominate her life. Her reaction was to battle with it by attacking her own body through an eating disorder. She wanted to be able to tell them about the abuse and the toll it was taking on her life, but fear and guilt convinced her that nobody would believe her. In a way, she was trying to punish herself for what she was doing, as a result of the guilt that accompanied her abuse.

In addition to all this, her eating disorder also caused Brenda to undergo two bouts with cancer and a syndrome that causes her saliva glands to work overtime.

With the burden of her bulimia, Brenda struggled for years to finally regain a healthy lifestyle. It was only after she entered into a vital relationship with Christ, and grew in her relationship with Him, that she was able with help to gradually find freedom from her eating disorder and to allow her emotions to become a part of her life once more. Part of her recovery involved forgiving the one who had abused her, and although he had been dead for many years, it was only then that his power over her life was broken.

Many people suffer from the long term ravages of abuse and although it is difficult, I would not be surprised if like me, you want to be willing to listen to their stories and accept them wherever they are on their journeys. We do not want to pry into people’s lives, in a way that is unhealthy, but simply be ready to listen, if and when they feel safe enough to open the door a crack. Perhaps we can help them to more quickly recover the years that have been stolen from them by abuse. Maybe we can do this for each other and grow together. I think that was what the Apostle Paul was talking about when he told the early Christians in Galatia that they were to bear one another’s burdens. (Galatians 6: 2). This key can help us to deal with our own interruptions.

Perfect Potato Salad

 


Once again there is a request for my potato salad; and why not. It is potato salad time! Enjoy.

Keys to Brenda’s Potato Salad Success

1/  You must use Kraft Miracle Whip salad dressing.

2/  Make the potato salad 1-2 days before serving.

Ingredients:

Potatoes, peeled, cooked, drained and mashed or cubed

3-4 chopped hard-cooked eggs (save one for garnish)

chopped green onions to taste

salt and pepper to taste

Kraft Miracle Whip salad dressing

paprika

The mix must be rather sloppy because the potatoes keep sucking up the mayo.   If you have it just right at first, it will be too dry after sitting a day or so.

Place mix in a nice bowl, add sliced egg in some pattern or other.  Sprinkle with plain paprika and refrigerate. After it is cooled, cover with plastic wrap till serving.

If you do what is right, will you not be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must rule over it.”(Genesis 4:7, NIV)

Folks if you don’t add enough Kraft salad dressing you will have sin AND dry potato salad crouching at your door!

Prayer- Lord, it is so simple to follow instructions and get the right recipe. The same is true of life with Christ. Help us do both exactly right. Amen.

Garden Garbage

 

What did you find in your flower garden and on your lawns, your parks and your villages this year? I bet it was nature’s garbage. Nature’s garbage is a collection of dead leaves, dead flower heads, broken twigs and pinecones.

Nature knows when to get rid of its junk. Do you? Do you have broken lamps, multiple electrical cords with no idea what they are for? Are you hoarding your grown children’s kindergarten pictures in case they want them? (P.S.-They don’t!)

Here is a list of some of the things God considers to be garbage.

-Trying to get your own way all the time

-repetitive, loveless, cheap sex;

-a stinking accumulation of mental and emotional garbage;

-frenzied and joyless grabs for happiness;

-trinket gods; magic-show religion; paranoid loneliness;

-cutthroat competition; all-consuming-yet-never-satisfied wants;

-a brutal temper; an impotence to love or be loved; divided homes and divided lives;

-small-minded and lopsided pursuits; the vicious habit of depersonalizing everyone into a rival;

-uncontrolled and uncontrollable addictions;

-ugly parodies of community.

Wounded

 

There was a wounded gal standing on the sidelines, covered in loneliness, poor self-image and fear. She was surrounded by great people who all said “Hi, how are you” before moving on to their friends. They had no time to listen to her answers.

One lady told her to stop moping around, get her act together and join the crowd. Another invited her to the mall but the gal couldn’t keep up with the money, the crowds and the noises.

Finally another woman gave her a hug and asked, “How are you really doing?” She sat down with her and listened, really listened as she shared her loneliness, heartache and assorted other troubles. They spent a quiet hour together. “Don’t worry,” said her new friend. ‘We will get through this together. You can count on me.’

“A Samaritan traveling the road came on him. When he saw the man’s condition, his heart went out to him. He gave him first aid, disinfecting and bandaging his wounds. Then he lifted him onto his donkey, led him to an inn, and made him comfortable. In the morning he took out two silver coins and gave them to the innkeeper, saying, and ‘Take good care of him. If it costs any more, put it on my bill—I’ll pay you on my way back.’ (Luke 10:33-35, MSG)

F Word Continued

 

The use of the F… word is not our only bad habit. I am sure you can think of many that you struggle with and no doubt you could pick out many of mine.

You might use the F…word all the time but if the pastor shows up all of a sudden you are cured.

You might eat chocolate cake every day but if you join a weight loss group, you might still eat it but not in front of your leader.

You see we do have self-control but we only use it when it suits us. Mostly these things are just ingrained habits now but we can change them with God’s help. Think of the kind of things we do that are bad for our health.

Which ones do you want God to help you deal with?

Will it be ‘bad for us’ food or beverages?

Will you choose emotional shopping, nose picking or hair pulling?

What about on-line habits like Facebook or video games?

A habit is a pattern of behaviour which is bad for your physical, mental or emotional health. It’s really about self- control. Think of the word itself-habit. Take away the H and you haven’t changed a bit. Remove the A and you still have a bit left. Remove the B and you still have it left.

Remove the IT and low and behold the HABIT is gone.

Slack habits and sloppy work are as bad as vandalism. (Proverbs 18:9, MSG)

The F Word

 

How have we let ourselves be led down the garden path of everyone is doing it so what does it matter?

I am speaking about swearing. Swearing! Who am I kidding? It is the constant use of the F…word that is appalling.

That is what we used to hear only in sleazy restaurants or scribbled on bathroom walls or in school gyms.

Now ‘comedians’ use it dozens of times in an evening’s performance. How is this funny? The shock factor is over. We all know the word and we are tired of it.

There is nothing like showing the world that you are uneducated and rude and ignorant. Do you not know any other adjectives or verbs?

Dress for success if you will but when you open your mouth and filth comes out, you show who you really are…a potty mouth.

As to our part, ignoring it won’t make it go away. Be brave enough to speak up in a positive way.

Watch the way you talk. Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Say only what helps, each word a gift.

Yes friends, love thy neighbor…

 

Love thy homeless neighbour, Love thy gay neighbour, Love thy Muslim neighbour,

Love thy black neighbour, Love thy white neighbour, Love thy immigrant neighbour,

Love thy Jewish neighbour, Love thy Catholic neighbor, Love thy Baptist neighbour,

Love thy atheist neighbour, Love thy addicted neighbour, Love thy disabled neighbour,

Love thy born-again neighbour  “Teacher, what is the greatest commandment in the Law?”

 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment.   And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.” (Matthew 22:36-40, NIV)