What a fantabulous Easter!
It’s always refreshing to take time to really remember Christ rising from the physical dead. This is the Awesome thing that sets Jesus apart from all other religions. I’m proud and humbled duely, that I answered YES when HE gave me the oportunity to be saved.
Well, have a great day!
What a fantabulous Easter!
Wow! There are just no words right now. I’m livid regarding my cell phone carrier. Sigh! My hubby bought me a Touch Screen for Christmas just last year so a little over three months ago. The thing has given me nothing but issues this whole time. They’ve sent me two replacement phones to resolve the issues and this hasn’t worked either. So after yet another long conversation with tech support, they agreed to comp me a phone which is worth more monetarily but has the same features. Ok, maybe now we’re getting some where. Not really. I was suposed to receive the phone last Monday a week ago…and wouldn’t you know it, they sent it to the wrong address. Really! And not just any wrong address, an address I lived at over three years ago. Now you’d think that after they had my correct address on file since I was able to receive the two replacement phones previous to this, that there wouldn’t be an address issue. Again-sigh. I’m so through! I’ve all but lost my temper with them. The only thing holding me back is I’d regret cursing them out once I’d finished. I usually try and handle my business professionally… So now, I’m still waiting…an additional two to three days, or more, who knows?????
But on a positive note: The rest of my world is finally in order after some serious rehashing which relieved a river of pent up stress, frustration and resentment. So what do they say…count your blessings. 🙂
Have a good day all!
Ok…I hope you had a good day. Mine, well, was so so. I was thinking about how when we’re young girls we tend to dream of this fairy tale kind of man “prince” who will one day make all our dreams come true. Than when we actually start dating as adults we change this to a man who will treat us right with some tenderness and romance along the way. I’m at the point I just want to be friends with him more than anything else. I don’t know. Even this is a looming challenge. We’re two completely different people in just about every way with the exception of our devotion to Jesus Christ. You’d think that two people who professed to be Christians and who make the most of each day to ‘walk the walk’, would get along well. But we do not. I find myself at peace when he isn’t here. I’ve no interest in a divorce because I believe in the sanctity of marriage, but there has to be a happy medium some where. I just can’t seem to find it.
Really I believe the core issue is him trying to change me, always. Ever since the beginning. Over the years I’ve mingled or muddled my role as a Christian Wife to the point that I don’t know who I am anymore. Because I’ve changed so much, in attempts to cater to him.
I’m not asking for pity…I’m just venting really. And since I’m very new to Word Press there’s little chance of anyone reading this post.
I want my Prince. A real one. I know they exist somewhere. The man who appreciates the different view points between he and his wife. The man that seeks to bring a smile to her face daily. The man who works hard and loves his kids. The man who looks forward to coming home each day to a hot meal and good dinner conversation with his wife…
Well, that’s about it.
Whooo, I’m just at the end of this slippery rope, mind you. Living under the precious guide lines of the Bible, which I don’t mind…however, why do men…professed Godly men, believe that being the “head of the home” means that every want and whim they possess should be adhered to with out fail? All the way down to the way their bread is buttered, or the direction in which to fold a towel, when and how often a woman should speak…To me this isn’t leading your home, it’s residing as dictator over it. I’m not a Biblical scholar, but I do know enough that the scripture states the man is to love his wife as Christ loved the church. And last I checked, God doesn’t care how one folds clothes. Love is an action word, not so much that fuzzy emotion that clouds our vision when we meet that “perfect” some one we just know we’ll spend the rest of our lives with. Love has to do with forgiveness, patience, understanding, acceptance, and reality. Reality is this: in marriage there are two different people coming together with different back rounds, different likes and dis likes, and different opinions, preferences and out looks on life in general. These differences should be embraced, not erased. If a man wants to control every facet of his wife, why not have married a robot instead. Marriage can not work as God intended when one party is trying with everything in them to rule over the other. Marriage is a partnership. Sometimes the man takes the lead and other times the woman, while staying with in the realm of God’s prescribed roles for us.
Seriously people, a little study goes along way. A house divided can not stand. Neither can a marriage.
-Be kind to everyone, everyone is having a tough time.-