LIFE - THROUGH THE EYES OF A CHRISTIAN/HYPOCRITE

The walls that people build in their hearts and minds, based on past hurts, do not just keep others out; but also, keep them trapped in. Quite often Christians, whose pages look the most godly, have their settings on social networking set so that others they do not know cannot contact them. I think it is the strangest thing that someone with the title “God’s child” avoids being contacted by their sisters and brothers. There could not be a more literal example of someone putting up a wall that keeps them from their own blessings. These same people could be sitting at home crying and praying to God for Him to send them a good friend. So, He answers the prayer and sends someone but nobody can get through because of the barrier that has been put in place. Then they blame God for their loneliness and get angry with Him for not answering their prayer. Yet, it is not God’s fault. His word is very clear on this matter. Now that you've read my blog, I suggest you read this blog ;)

Have you ever read something that made you take a serious look at yourself and think, "Uh Oh?"  My best friend lent me a book called, "Safe People" by Cloud and Townsend to help me heal after having to deal with some really unsafe people after my mom's death. As I was reading through, I was completely caught off guard by something.  Growing up, I suffered from anorexia. Although, I didn't know I did. I didn't choose to starve myself. We were just poor and I didn't get to eat that often so I stopped feeling hunger. I still remember when I went to the doctor at the age of 20 with a serious sickness and he diagnosed me as an anorexic. I was so angry! I still remember explaining to him that I would eat if I could but I just wasn't hungry and there had to be something causing it. To which he replied, "That is, anorexia." I left his office offended and switched doctors. Later on in life, God showed me that his diagnosis was hard to take ...

It's always so neat when you know you are reaping something... Today, my husband and I took our youngest to the Dairy Queen and a man, who was clearly homeless, rode up on his bike with a pizza. There were some young girls starting at him and making fun of him and my heart just broke for him; but since I was already sad, I didn't bother to reach out to him like I normally would. However, he reached out to me. As we were sitting there keeping to ourselves, he began to talk to us. I still did not even really look at him out of fear of crying but Cory politely responded and chatted with him. Then, he got up and came to our table and gave our daughter a piece of his pizza. He said it was his 60th birthday and he was celebrating with pizza and ice cream. I realized how most people would have taken that gesture but I knew how priceless it was. This man took a risk of being rejected and ridiculed to show us love. He didn't have much but what he did have he felt led to share with ...