Mikki's Posts

I love Facebook.  I know, that's not a question, I'll get to that.  Facebook has put me into contact with so many of my family members living in other states.  Friends too.  Though the friends I communicate the most with are actually local.  Kinda weird I think. Why do I bring up Facebook?  A recent post I made was that I was " struggling to reconcile who she is with who she thinks she should be and with who she thinks others think she should be and who God says she is." That sounds really confusing.  I wasn't sure if anyone would understand after I posted it but I didn't really post it for them.  I needed to get the entire thought out of my head and see it to understand it myself. I'm one of those people (not the ones that use 2 spaces after a period, well I do that too but I'm of the thinking that writing something down or talking about it aids in understanding "it"). The responses I got where meant to be encouraging and they were to an ex...

if childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies then adulthood is the kingdom where nobody stays. at least not for very long.  everyone and everything is transitory. not everyone dies but that is the way many leave us. some move away, far or near, with promise on both sides to write, to call, to stay in touch. with every modern convenience available we still lose contact, friendships sever and we discover who really cares about our life and who we really care for.  yet others do not die, do not move and yet become absent. people we once thought we couldn't live without are abruptly not around anymore. in reality they didn't suddenly disappear. it was a gradual process taking weeks, months, maybe years. until one day you can't remember what they look like. oh, you can look at a picture and see them but it's just a picture. it's not really them. you close your eyes and can't clearly envision them. who they are is fading and while there are some vivid bright points ...

So...I'm blogging from my friend's iPad. It's pretty cool. I tend to play with it the last few weeks I've been over helping her do home projects. I've determined I'm most definitely my father's daughter. And my grandfather's granddaughter. Grandpa Harry was a carpenter and I rememeber being in his garage as a kid and sweeping up the sawdust. My dad learned a lot from his dad and my Mom's dad (Harry). Now my pop is a general contractor and loves working on remodel projects and home improvements. I even helped him build a bay window seat with storage and and doors. It was very cool. But I digress. Over the last year I've really enjoyed helping my friend hang up picture frames and a widow shade and widow treatments. We've hung a mirror and installed baby locks. I helped do some painting in the basement. We layed carpet with a third friend of ours. We've worked on cleaning her garage (organization is a specialty of mine and Medina's-we ma...

So I have a place for devotions.  I decided on my desk.  It's a good place because it's not too comfortable so there's little chance I'd fall asleep.  I'm not giving up but picking the same time every day won't work for me. February has a few goals now. 1. When I rise and when I go to bed, I will be spending a concentrated 10 minutes in prayer.  If I go over, great.  But at least 10 mins. 2. I'm going to read Today in the Word, the Moody Bible Institute daily devotional.  I gave the hard copy I have for the month to my friend and she's going to read with me to keep us both accountable.  I'm going to text or email her every day my thoughts or reactions to the day's reading/devo. 3.  In this next month I will get my bible study homework done before the day I have study. Sunday for BSF, Tuesday for the women's study.  Yes BSF is a daily structure but there many weeks where I have days I slack. So that's it for now. Oh!  I'm g...

The "old" cliche (aren't all cliches old? who's heard a new cliche?) "You're as young as you feel"?  TOTALLY TRUE! As a adult, I must admit that I do not think I have every really acted my age unless I had to.  It is not that I am averse to responsibility or something.  Well I am on somethings, like not having sex before marriage, not buying a house while still single, or not running for public office.  (And who exactly would elect me?  I wouldn't want to be  over them...) I definitely think, right or wrong, that I grew up too fast.  I do not blame my parents but I think being from a divorced home attributed to it. But I am also a first born, a bit of a perfectionist, and as a kid I was nearly always "something-going-on-30". It's not my parent's fault I had an old soul.  Now that I'm older, I long for the innocence and carefree time I took for granted and think I often missed out on. Long intro I know but the point is this: I st...

"We are leaky vessels" -Pastor Steve, CCG What am I filling myself with?  It's a question I ask myself whenever I fall flat on my face after not trusting God in something. Having grown up in church and coming from two strongly devoted Christian families, there are areas of life where I would expect myself to have mastered. (If not mastered, at least more disciplined.) There have been times in my life where I have had consistent daily devotion time. Sat down, read my Bible, talked to God in-depth and sought His filling presence. These times have lasted days, weeks and even months at a time. I cannot recall whole years where I was committed. I have seen the difference in life, especially as an adult. I see the blessing, the joy and the strength I have when I allow God to fill me. To be honest, I don't know how serious I was about a day to day relationship with Christ when I was younger. I struggled with a lot of sin growing up and looking back, I'm surprise...

This is a great song by Betsy Walker that I have related to in the past....and I find myself there again. My capacity for goodness is great, as is my capacity for evil.  I need Jesus desperately.