Ponder the Path of Thy Feet.....

This video was so encouraging to me. The Lord works no matter where we are... Solo para la gloria de Dios Angie

Yesterday I received a letter in the mail and in the corner it said SR Sellers,Joseph R. - Yep we got the letter with graduation information and his address. I was so so so excited. Though it wasnt a written letter from him. It was a letter where the Navy has you fill in the blanks, it was still nice to see his handwriting, and know he is surviving ;) Now I will anxiously wait for a letter- if the little booger writes. He hates writing but I hope he will write once so I can hear how he is, and his thoughts on this whole boot camp process.In the meantime, I continue to pray for him and write him letters so he knows how we all are. Life has been busy. Soccer has started, so Noah had two practices a week. We were suppose to have a game on Saturday but it snowed... Yep we had snow in April                                  ...

This week has been an emotional roller coaster for me. On the April 4th my beautiful son, youngest of the first 5 children went off to the Navy. His leaving  left me hurting so badly. Not because I never really wanted my children in the military- that is true. Not because he is making his own choices, that is true as well. Not because God is control and I know I have raised him according to the Word of God-- that is true as well. I know He is in God's hands-- I know all this. I even know Joey is strong and is able to endure. I know bootcamp in the end will be a joke for him, as it was for me and for his father. YEP I know all that as well. ( these are all things people are saying to me to "try" and encourage me) The difference between them and My husband and I - they got to see them off, they got to hug their children, say good bye, pray over them, and love of them. My heart hurts- because I could not see my baby off- I could not say good bye and show him how proud we ar...

When you need to be remind that HE IS..... Solo para la Gloria de Dios Angie

   This is a paper I had to write for school: I grew up in a home where the church was not foreign to me. I even attended a private “religious” school. Though we attended church most Sundays, the sin that engulfed our home, my parents, the lack of Christ-like behavior, and lack of a relationship with Jesus, had its impact on my life.   As I grew I understood that there was a Creator, I believed in God, knew that Jesus died for sins, but had no idea that I was a sinner, and that I was the one who placed Jesus on that Cross. My life manifested the lack of understanding and I found myself in sin and drowning in the darkness of the world. There was a point when I had left home, on my own, where the darkness was so great I saw no light, no hope, or release from the darkness of sin. I sat crying wondering how my life got to this place and even contemplated ending my life, thinking I would find relief from the pain. I cried out to God asking why! Very clearly ...