So, I have this problem. It goes hand in hand with being a fixer but this is a problem. I dream scenarios. You see, I have a 13 year old step-son. As with all teenagers certain things break loose in a different realm and life as we know it is turned upside down till they move out and get married. So, I had these grandiose dreams. He would come in to our house, I would ask him to sit down and I would say something so profound and wonderful that all the hatred stored up in him towards me would melt away, we would be crying and hugging and.....well, you get the idea.
Reality:
Step-son comes home
"Hi" I say
"Hi' He says
"How was your day?"
"Good"
The End.
Well, So much for my grandiose dream.
Maybe next time
Friday, March 13, 2009
Handy Caiti
I am a fixer. I mean, I don't get a fix on things I TRY to fix things! A very good friend pointed it out to me yesterday as I blubbered on about a problem that I, low and behold, couldn't or can't fix. I want to be the hero. I want to have an idea or a brilliant brain fart that cures all my or anyone else's problems. Suffering and grief is something I can't stand to see in anybody so when that happens I go into full out McDonald's drive thru person mode, "How can I help you today?" "How can I fix things to your liking?" Something that hasn't quite permeated my thick head is that I am can not be a fixer.
God doesn't need me or anyone else to accomplish His works. How ridiculous is it to think that He needs ME to "help" Him out? Yes I can be a tool for His work but a lot of times I turn it around and think, "God needs me to do this." HA! Sometimes I think God is watching me and other fixers and He chuckles, shakes His head and thinks, "When you are done messing this up by "fixing" this let me know so I can mop up your mess."
STOP FIXING THINGS CAITI!
God doesn't need me or anyone else to accomplish His works. How ridiculous is it to think that He needs ME to "help" Him out? Yes I can be a tool for His work but a lot of times I turn it around and think, "God needs me to do this." HA! Sometimes I think God is watching me and other fixers and He chuckles, shakes His head and thinks, "When you are done messing this up by "fixing" this let me know so I can mop up your mess."
STOP FIXING THINGS CAITI!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Pray
An $80billion industry and 80% include women and children. %50 percent of these are children. What could I possibly be talking about? Disney company? Toys 'R' Us? No. Americans are so detatched from this reality that when statistics include women and children are first thoughts would be that this is something of great fun and life. But this is not to be.
This statistic is the face of the sex trade that happens all over the world including America. As long as we can't see it doesn't exist right? Turn our back and everything is okay. How many people feel that way about the problems in this fallen and depraved world?
Often, in other countries, families have to sell their girls to this dispicable market just to survive another day. Some willingly place themselves in this situation because they are led to believe that it frees their families from the bondage that has been placed on that family due to loans to live. The girls are promosed a future, education, freedom but in place of those dreams are nightmares of holding cells, shattered innocence and death. Seems overwhelming doesn't it? I have to admit that I can't even wrap my mind around something like this and I feel as though I could not do anything. But God has allowed me to write to tell others about this that others may be called to help.
Good news is that we can bring freedom to these girls. One girl (about 14 years) was held captive in a small room. As a virgin she was worth more but as these horrible acts to strip her of her innocence continued her worth became drastically less. Forced to do unspeakable things in a windowless pink room from 5pm to 5 am and then held in another small room hope seemed to disappear. But an organization dedicated to freeing these slaves found her. They told her of God's hope and truth and she was free. Now she helps other girls that are brought to that very same room. God reigns even in the deepest evil.
Please know that you can be a part of making a difference. Please check out http://thesecretweaponproject.org. There is so much information on how you can help these beautiful children of God find freedom in His love and comfort.
If you feel that you could not do anything to make a significant dent in this know that praying does things beyond our imagination!
Life is so precious! Lets fight to keep it that way!
This statistic is the face of the sex trade that happens all over the world including America. As long as we can't see it doesn't exist right? Turn our back and everything is okay. How many people feel that way about the problems in this fallen and depraved world?
Often, in other countries, families have to sell their girls to this dispicable market just to survive another day. Some willingly place themselves in this situation because they are led to believe that it frees their families from the bondage that has been placed on that family due to loans to live. The girls are promosed a future, education, freedom but in place of those dreams are nightmares of holding cells, shattered innocence and death. Seems overwhelming doesn't it? I have to admit that I can't even wrap my mind around something like this and I feel as though I could not do anything. But God has allowed me to write to tell others about this that others may be called to help.
Good news is that we can bring freedom to these girls. One girl (about 14 years) was held captive in a small room. As a virgin she was worth more but as these horrible acts to strip her of her innocence continued her worth became drastically less. Forced to do unspeakable things in a windowless pink room from 5pm to 5 am and then held in another small room hope seemed to disappear. But an organization dedicated to freeing these slaves found her. They told her of God's hope and truth and she was free. Now she helps other girls that are brought to that very same room. God reigns even in the deepest evil.
Please know that you can be a part of making a difference. Please check out http://thesecretweaponproject.org. There is so much information on how you can help these beautiful children of God find freedom in His love and comfort.
If you feel that you could not do anything to make a significant dent in this know that praying does things beyond our imagination!
Life is so precious! Lets fight to keep it that way!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Can I get a Witness!
What an exhilarating feeling I have had today! Nothing beats the feeling you get when God allows you the privilege to lead a person to Christ. The interesting thing about that is that He doesn't need us to do that for Him. He's God! He could find any other way to lead a person to Christ but he grants us that permission to be a part of this glorious event. We don't deserve that great privilege at all. Yet, it is a simple request He makes of us when we ourselves have devoted our lives to Him. Spread the Word! That is the least we could do for Him since we fall so short of the Glory.
Today, I had the opportunity to lead someone. I am ashamed to admit that I may have had lots of opportunities in the past that I allowed my indirectness to get me out but today God took over. I allowed Him to and it resulted in me leading that person in the simple prayer to accept Christ as their Savior.
Hallelujah!!!!!! Amen Another beautiful child of God!!
Thank you Jesus for loving us enough!
Today, I had the opportunity to lead someone. I am ashamed to admit that I may have had lots of opportunities in the past that I allowed my indirectness to get me out but today God took over. I allowed Him to and it resulted in me leading that person in the simple prayer to accept Christ as their Savior.
Hallelujah!!!!!! Amen Another beautiful child of God!!
Thank you Jesus for loving us enough!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Lunacy
Fed up with the current project, a hat for my husband (which incidentally looked like a beret for a homeless Frenchman), I peered over to the pile of laundry draped over our brown chair like some colorful life killing mold. Right then and there an image fluttered through my mind. Call it a slight bout of lunacy but the idea of taking hold of this image was too tempting. Oh to stand up, grab the six loads of laundry, whip open the door and fling with all my might as high in the air as possible and then watch, in the silent night, the clothes fall gently to the ground like some kind of radioactive,colored snow. AHHH. But......
I would then have to trudge outside, grab each piece and shove them back into the washer and watch as the pile appears yet again like the life killing mold on my brown chair.
I would then have to trudge outside, grab each piece and shove them back into the washer and watch as the pile appears yet again like the life killing mold on my brown chair.
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