Tuesday, February 10, 2015

get out your bible and check up on that

it is a difficult thing when you have to make the decision to walk away from your family.  it is not something anyone does lightly.  in my case it was years in the coming.  one baby step at a time until one day i realized that i didn't want to keep rebuilding the bridges between our lives.

i my case it comes down to this:

i am a bible believing christian
i refuse to bow to the gods of this world
i refuse to think, act, or believe as they do


i am wrong
i am the hypocrite
i am the "bad" one

i understand where they are coming from.

i really do.

i have compassion on them for their brokenness

i really do.

we all suffer brokenness at times, but the way to healing is not by demeaning others. it is by seeking the healing that Jesus offers.

to my family, and to the world in general


i don't have to say a word. but the way i have lived and continue to live my life causes them to feel judged.
i'm a hater because i refuse to think , believe, or act as they do.
in their eyes i am not allowed to have the beliefs and convictions that i have.


they throw the Bible at me.........satan's most favorite form of deceit!

**love the Lord God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength. deut. 6:5

EVERYTHING in my life flows out of this portion of scripture.

i try not to take it personally when i am attacked for who i am.
and who i am is


it is difficult to blame broken people who desperately try to affirm themselves when no one else will.

it is difficult to even defend yourself against those who try to use the Bible as a means to attack rather than a means to convict.

i feel it is God's will for my life to cut the ties.  however, i feel it is also God's desire that i continue to pray for their salvation.  Jesus came to pay the penalty for the sins of us ALL.  but it is up to us to accept the fact that we are sinners in need of a savior.

the bottom line is this:

i love God more than anything or anyone in this world.  and i could write volumes on how this can and does impact our lives and relationships.


do i need to get out my Bible and check up on that?

the answer is YES!!

and i do so daily.

Friday, February 6, 2015

my thoughts on being a "cult leader"

i am a bible believing christian.
my parent(s) and siblings(except for one) and their families are unsaved, worldly people.

they refer to me as the "cult leader" because i raised my family different than they did theirs.

to my unsaved family members, our christian beliefs and worldview bothers them.  they have to defend their choices by trying to tear mine apart.

and they have plenty of company on that wide road that leads to destruction.

while i, on the other hand, have tried to lead my family to the narrow path that leads to life.
and here we will stay.  set apart.  living daily to try to please our Lord and Savior.

our goal in life is not to look like the rest of the world and to please them.  sorry.

i wasn't sure how i felt about the title "cult leader", so i looked up the definition of
cult:  devoted attachment to a person, principle.

hmmmm.  yeah, it fits.  i have a devoted attachment to Jesus Christ and the word of God.

i have fully accepted the responsibility given to me by God to teach and lead my children.
and now my work isn't done.  there is another generation that needs me to help lead them.
this is my work until God leads me home.

i am proud of my family.  i give God all of the praise and glory for every blessing we enjoy and for every lesson we have learned, and continue to learn.

i know what parenting without God's guidance looks like and feels like because that is how I grew up.
no child should ever have to navigate the perils of growing up on their own.
children are not an inconvenience of life that need to be managed.  they are gifts from God and should be loved and led back to Him.

"cult leader"
i'm proud of that title
it tells me that my family does not look like all of the rest
and for that i am thankful

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

legacy and hope for the future

my father died on january 1st

this is the speech i gave at the prayer service

*I'm not grieving for the loss of my father.
I'm not sad that he is gone.
My father was a stranger to me.
And I was a stranger to him.
I decided early on to follow a different path.
I guess you could say that I longed for something I didn't have.
I took it all in and purposed to not make the mistakes with my precious family that my father had made with his.

I chose the narrow path that leads to life.
I decided to follow Jesus.
I gave Him my life, my  marriage, and my family.
It hasn't always been an easy road and I've made my share of mistakes along the way.
But I never lost my purpose and my focus.
What it has been is a road of peace and love and forgiveness, if not in my extended family, then for sure in my immediate family.
I have learned so much in this life, but it is a journey and I am not finished learning yet.

I don't want to speak negative words today.
The past is gone.
We have this moment.  Right now.
To make a decision that will not only transform your life, but the lives of those around you.
I've prayed for the salvation of my extended family members for so long. And I will never stop praying and hoping.

I've watched a brother die and not have an assurance that he heard our death bed pleas for him to give his heart to Jesus.

I've watched another brother come to accept the truth after a lifetime of searching for what was missing.  And I've also watched him not fully embrace all that is offered or required of him, until now.

I've watched other siblings struggle through life without direction.  Trying to fill the emptiness with everything else the world has to offer.  Just trying to find the validation of their worth, even if it meant demeaning anothers worth.

And now I watch the next generation go through the same struggles.
It makes me sad to think of their pain, but I know that Jesus is right here.
Waiting patiently for them.
My prayer and hope for all of my family is for them to realize that this is about eternity.
This is about forever.
Our time here is so short.
What a blessing it is when God allows you to get a taste of the peace and joy He has in store for us all.
It is possible.  It is our choice.
We can choose to acknowledge our need of a father.  A father who won't ever fail us.  A father who loves us unconditionally,  walks beside us each and every day of our lives, and has prepared a place for us, with Him, forever.

Just take His hand and let Him lead you.

As for my father, I may have had a sign.
A glimmer of hope in his forever story.
A week before he died I received a text  and this is what it said:
priest came in yesterday and dad had confession and communion.  He talked to the priest for a long time.  He has seemed more at peace since the visit.
As I read this text to Jeff, a music box sitting up on the shelf began to play.  The song was Oh Holy Night
Long lay the world, in sin and error, pining, till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.

I have a hope that Jesus appeared to my father and that he ran into His arms

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

merry christmas!

i think i'm gonna need a bigger sofa

i've got big plans to start blogging with meaning in the new year.  i really miss it!

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

holy moly its december!

it's december.


ok, calm down.  its just december.  just the beginning of winter. really,
except we've already had approximately 32 inches of snow so far in 3 significant  storms.

i'm online quite a bit but its mostly pinterest.  you see....i'm kind of an addict!  i'm addicted to pinning and doing.  oh well.

i'm also addicted to five little boys, and most of those pins are things for them.  i just made peppermint play doh!!!  yeah.

so thats why i don't blog so much.  i really want to, i'm just all over the place and scattered in my thoughts.  so i can't seem to get anything out.

i'm going to shoot for the new year.  i'm gonna make a plan.


we'll see!

Saturday, October 18, 2014

on being a weirdo

i love autumn.  i hate autumn. the colors, the leaves falling and skipping across the yard. pumpkins make me smile, and apples.  who doesn't love apples?!!!!

...............then there is halloween.  i dread the couple of weeks leading up to it.  halloween,  is an example of seemingly harmless herd mentality.

most of us were raised with participation in halloween activities being the norm.  everyone did it.  if you didn't, then you were some religious, kill-joy weirdo.

.......guess what?

i became that weirdo.

midway through my childrens childhood i became convicted about halloween having absolutely NO redeeming qualities.  i became convicted that i was doing the wrong thing by allowing or encouraging my family to participate in such a dark holiday.

so.......i pulled the plug.  it wasn't easy, but my kids respected my parental authority and knew that i always had their best interest at heart.  besides, they just wanted candy.  and candy may be bad for your body, but it's not bad for your soul!

like i said, i love fall!  i love celebrating the harvest, the glorious colors, and the last hurrah before we go into winter.  apple picking, corn mazes, hayrides to the pumpkin patch--all okay!

however, halloween somewhat mars it for me.  everywhere i turn i am bombarded by the images that represent halloween.  the scary, dark images:  graves, skeletons, witches, severed body parts, etc...

then there are the haunted houses such as "fright at the fort" in prospect maine and towns immersing themselves in this occultness such as bucksport maine's "ghostport day". as a christian trying to walk in the way that i should, these things are abhorrent to me!  yet i am surrounded by christians and non christians alike who still believe that it is "harmless fun"

..........and then there are the wiccans and satanists............they rejoice because this is their celebration and we are going right along with them.  celebrating right alongside them.


.............except me.


Saturday, September 6, 2014

a boy who loves little einsteins!

our grandson recently celebrated his 3rd birthday and the theme was
Little Einsteins, his favorite cartoon.

bubby and grampa created the red rocket cake for him

we had fun making it!

meghan drew the rocket, grampa cut it out then meghan painted it
everyone had fun "pretending"  and getting their pics taken

lots of cupcakes!

meghan set up a musical activity center

other activities were water fun, sandbox, and just all around playing!!!!

for decorations there were balloons and colorful musical notes all over

joe had an awesome day!