It's All, It's All, It's All, It's All Because of You!

I realize it has been months since my last post here, but I have been posting for another blog. Blogspot and I were having issues with password and google changes, but I think they are all resolved. I love this venue, and I hope to continue it for years to come.

Here's today's post. Please enjoy!

Someone told me the other day that when he first saw me, he knew I had it all together.

Hmmmmm. 

Really?

Do I really come across that false?

I hope not.

If you happen to see me in the park, walking the trail, laughing at a squirrel running up a tree, or just panting from a long jog, 

You may think I have a rather care free life. 

You may see this makeup free, ponytailed, 51+ single mother of three and think,

Gosh, she definitely has it all together.

Her life must be easy.

Her road to “all together-ness” must have been awesome!

Ha ha. Seriously though. 

Well, I’m here to tell you,

YOU

ARE

DEAD

WRONG.

You wouldn’t know, from a casual glance or encounter, that my life, although

PRETTY

FABULOUS

NOW!

has travelled down a road of great 

resistance 

and 

struggle.

A road of growing up with an atheist, abusive father.

A road of being the youngest of five surviving children

With an identical twin that passed away.

Leaving that ever present gnawing of a vacancy of what could have been.

A road of a very lonely childhood

Followed by

A very lonely youth

Young adulthood

Marriage, and

Single Parenting.

A road of betrayal

 False accusations

Five miscarriages

A Sick daughter

Cancer, and 

Unfulfilled Dreams.

Ah…..but I wouldn’t necessarily want you to know all that. 

Not just then….

From that same casual glance, 

I would

 

Want you to know 

My life is 

PRETTY

AWESOME

NOW!

Exclusively

Because of

…….Mercy……..

……..Salvation……….

……..Grace………..

……..Love………..

……..Faith………….

……..Family…………..

JESUS!

Yeah.

It really is THAT simple.

You wouldn’t see the scars from the childhood

 marred by abuse,

 But you ALSO wouldn’t see 

The woman with a tender heart towards children 

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and abused women. 

One that holds no angst towards oppressors, 

But only wants to help those who need it. 

 

http://cliftonmcknight.wordpress.com/2010/02/09/just-stay/

 The heart that rejoiced when her ‘gangsta card holding’ father accepted Jesus

 just one breath

 before his last, 

thereby sealing the miracle God promised her family when she was young.

Or the heart healed by grace from many years of

 betrayal,

false accusations. 

http://theberry.com/2012/03/12/we-all-have-our-favorite-quotes-29-photos/

 Both of these have given me a heart 

for those who 

desperately seek a miracle of heart

Or salvation of a loved one.

You wouldn’t have the opportunity to

Fully Experience

the heart of one who misses someone she barely knew, 

but somehow knows that person intricately. 

 The heart that rejoices with others 

when their loved ones are called home, 

knowing they will experience their fullness of joy of a reunion

many years sought after.

Unless we could sit down for a long chat over a cup of coffee, 

you would never see 

the heart that aches with those who are falsely accused within the Body,

 the heart that yearns to help the barren wife, or the unwed mother. 

You wouldn’t visibly see 

the scars of a daughter who struggles daily, 

yet knows she is living her 

 

LIFE OUT LOUD!

You may not be able to 

witness the joy of a physical miracle of healing 

when everyone said 

" It would NOT be."

When people disbelieved 

 questioned God’s faithfulness, 

my heart knew 

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 He would pull through, 

at the eleventh hour, 

and heal me of my physical ailment. 

And yet, 

I still grieve with those whose earthly bodies are struggling 

with the big “C."

 I don’t understand 

why they are. 

I don’t understand 

why God chose to heal me instantaneously 

while others continue to suffer.

There are some things we are just not meant to understand.

Nor are we to question God about them.
 

http://jspark3000.tumblr.com/post/26631719294/question-how-are-you-an-atheist-christian-you-serve

And I don’t.

And the list goes on. 

And on. 

And on.

What you would see is

One Who Is:

Saved by Grace.

Healed by Grace.

Living in Grace.

Walking in Grace.

And THAT, my dear, is exactly what I would want you to see.

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 A walking testimony of God’s goodness.

Of His faithfulness.

And of His Grace to me!

And you, too, can experience the same thing. Feel free to email me and ask me how.

I’ll be happy to tell you.

Have a wonderful day!!!! Shari