A Cup of Tea With Me

While My Journey will not be getting any changes, the changes are in direct relation to my walk with my Lord and Savior, so I felt the need to post them here.

Most of you all have noticed that I was feeling blah. That was because I had come under a deep conviction that I had bit off more than I could chew.

I will not be developing My Body, God’s Temple, any longer. Great idea, wrong time. I will be incorporating the information into Cup of Tea with Me. As, Cup of Tea is supposed to be a kind of diary anyway. I am still working on the idea behind the blog, just not making an entire blog out of it.

Faith Filled Wives, the website, is on hold a while longer. God is not ready for me to publish the entire site, however the blog, will still be growing.

I have been a very blah mood. I have not really wanted to do anything. I am not doing my house work which has my husband upset. I am not posting on my blogs, which probably has satan dancing for joy. I know he is thrilled that I am not doing anything.

Well, it has been a blah 3 or 4 days, but it is time for me to stand up and take control! Or rather let go of the control and give it to the Lord. My life is His. It seems that whenever I think I can do something with out Him this happens. Now, my question is, what am I doing without Him? I am embarking on another time of reflection. It may be an hour, it may be a couple of days.

I know in the past couple of days, I have made some decisions that did not please Him. I am going back over the past few days and trying to set things right. Another question is, what part of my decisions displease Him? All of them or just one side of them?

I hope my rambling here in the next few days does not chase any of you off. This is part of my journey with the Lord, and however unorganized it makes my blog, I must stick to His path, so I have to figure it out.

God bless you!
Melly

This is going to be a multi-blog post. I apologize to those who read more than one of my blogs, but it need to be shared in multiple places.

Titus 2:3-4 (AMP)
Bid the older women similarly to be reverent and devout in their deportment as becomes those engaged in sacred service, not slanderers or slaves to drink. They are to give good counsel and be teachers of what is right and noble,
So that they will wisely train the young women to be sane and sober of mind (temperate, disciplined) and to love their husbands and their children

Have you ever had a mentor, either through your church or just an “older woman” who taught you how to be a Christian wife and mother?

What about one that was not your mother?

Have you ever mentored a “young woman,” not counting your daughter?

I am asking these questions, because it is another thing God has impressed upon my heart. I finally listened to Him. For the past year He has been trying to get me to participate in the mentoring program at my church. I have ignored His call for this. Well, on Sunday, I went to the orientation coffee. I was the oldest woman there asking to be mentored to. All the rest were college students.

God had impressed upon me that this is a ministry I need to be involved in, and that I needed to go through it on the mentee side before I could mentor young woman, one on one, but that is also part of the purpose for Faith Filled Wives.

I am so excited about this next step in my journey. I think this is going to be a big thing in my life and I am ready to do what He wants me to.

There is much going on in my life right now. As I have said a million times in the past, and I will say a million times in the future. My walk with God has been more of a roller-coaster ride than a straight and narrow path.

You have to wonder about those people who claim that their life has been on a straight and narrow path. They have never sinned? They have never doubted God? They never get angry or upset? They never make mistakes? I do not think so. But that is not really what this was supposed to be about.

I am not perfect. I am not the perfect wife. I am not the perfect Christian woman. I am not a perfect mother. But I love the Lord with all my heart, all my soul and all my might. I have not always felt that way, but I do now. God is good, and we should give him praise and all the glory for his work.

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First, I want to apologize for not posting sooner. I have been a little busy, these days.

A very good friend of mine owns a place in the local mall that sells those yummy cinnamon roasted pecans and almonds. I worked there in the past, before the bookstore, and this is where I had my life changing encounter with the man that “saved my life.” You see this goes back to my depression and deliverance. After Eli stopped and prayed with me, that day, I did not know if he was a real man or an angel. I never saw him again. I have often wanted to give him a hug and thank him for not only saving my life, but leading me back to God, where I know I am protected and safe.

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I ran, I hid, but the beauty is that He would not let me hide. He knew where I was, He knew where I was going.

I stopped playing the Sims 2 as much, because I was paying more attention to my Sims than I was my kids, but started playing World of Warcraft. It was just as bad. I payed more attention to the pixels on the screen than my boys.

Scripture started leaking into my thoughts. And there was that song again, “I’ll take you back, always…” I was finally starting to listen.

I turned to God. I gave Him all my worries, all my cares. I quit playing all games. I returned to church to find open arms. I returned to God to find open arms, as well. He will take us back. Always. We just have to ask Him to, and believe in our hearts that it is real.

This catches us up on my journey. From here on out, I will post either musings on the past or new twists and turns in my journey. There are some amazing things happening always.

What an honor! Becki, over at BlogMommas.com has named My Journey the blog of the month. When I received the news, I was speechless. Thanks again, Becki!

Well, I told you that when I had to choose one to please, I chose my DH. You know that when you are a Christian, that you are to obey God above all others. I knew what I was doing was wrong.

I quit going to church. I quit taking Jorge to church. Moosey continued to go, but the church van provided all the transportation. I quit reading His Word. I quit fellowshipping with other Christians. I quit talking to Him.

The more I played the Sims 2, World of Warcraft and EverQuest, the less I could hear Him. I had this nagging voice in the back of my head, but I wrote it off as just that, a nagging voice. I was miserable.

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It was not long after my “homecoming” that God up upon my heart to homeschool. I was really nervous. I am not a very consistent person. I came up with every excuse not to do it. But you know, when it is God’s will to do something He does not let up easily.

I tried not listening. I started playing a computer game, instead of doing house work, so I would not hear His voice. Finally, I broke down and talked to DH about it. He made his feelings perfectly clear. There was no way he would agree to me homeschooling our children. He has a very narrow view of homeschooling.

I prayed about it. I did not know what to do, the two people I am supposed to listen to were in direct conflict. I know the Bible says that I am to obey my husband, unless it is in direct conflict with God’s will. I also know that for homeschooling to work, you have to have both parents in total agreement and support.

What did I choose? I chose to please my husband and ignore God.

Just before Moosey and Boog were going through all this, it was on my heart to stay home full time. I knew that we were barely making it as it was, so I was really worried about it. After talking to DH, we decided to see if I could go part time. My boss was great. He set my schedule so that I got off work, in time to be home for Jorge, most days. What a blessing it was, for a couple of weeks.

Then things started happening with my boys. Boog had his “meeting” during this time. The morning after we found out about Moosey, I went to DH and told him that I needed to be home. Instead of the argument that I was expecting, he agreed with me. I was dumbfounded. It was so obviously DH listening to God, even if he did not know it.

I went to work, and told my boss. He prayed with me, and there was peace. He agreed that it would be best, and that if I ever needed to come back, I would be welcomed back with open arms.

That night, when DH got home from work, he had received a raise. Not enough to cover everything, but enough that we would make it, with some changes. Things were heading in His direction, and all felt good. I was praising God.