Sunday, August 25, 2013

From the land of the lost.........

It has been a while since I have posted to this blog. My life has been busy and crazy and filled with so many things. Since I was last here my daughter has graduated from high school, she is now a sophomore in college, my son is in the Bahamas and my beloved husband has finished Seminary and he and I have moved to Florida. He has began a Bible teaching job at a school and I am following a dream to pursue my writing and speaking calling! Changes! we have had so many of them over the years and we have allowed God to lead us to places and paths we would not have taken on our own. I intend to share some of those times and also the present happenings here. I pray that as you follow these musings that you will be moved to follow after Christ, to seek his face, to take his hand and to trust his heart. As a wife and mother, I have sought to put my family first and to follow after God's heart. For a strong woman that looked extremely difficult especially when it came to submitting to my husband. I had no true picture of what this looked like and, the messages I was receiving were not appealing. I had to return to the scriptures and I found what I needed in 1 Peter 2 and 3; where we learned that Christ was our example. Each day I choose to commit to the truths of these scriptures believing that Jesus Christ took so much for me. I will say that my husband's heart enabled me to do the right thing because he also honored the scriptures by loving me as Christ loved the church. Although, there were times where this did not seem so and then I had to look to God and ultimately submit to Him as my head. I encourage each of you wives to follow after God with all your heart and mind....He will care for you!

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