Keep your eyes on the SON

Because, if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart one believes and is justified, and with the mouth one confesses and is saved. For the Scripture says, “Everyone who believes in him will not be put to shame.” For there is no distinction between Jew and Greek; for the same Lord is Lord of all, bestowing his riches on all who call on him. For “everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”—Romans 10:9-13


I was requested to do a blog on my walk with GOD, I promised to do this yesterday but my day was swamped and by the time I got home I was warn plum straight out. But, I did keep my promise I did do it this weekend. How is everyone before I start? I hope all is wonderful with everyone and everyone is having a safe weekend. My salavation story is very hard for me to tell but I am more than happy to tell you. I will be sheading a few tears as I give it.

I was fifteen years old a high school freshman, and I had everything I could imagine. I had an amazing best friend, Lorna. Had other friends whom I adored, was in band, hung out with my friends. I had watched for the first time the movie "The Craft". I was going through this, "I do not care attitude", "I will put a spell on you attitude". In the process of doing that I started hanging around a different bunch of girls. I did not start the drinking or smoking that they did, but I did however pick up a habit that I really till this day come in conflict with of not doing. That was cutting. I will always remember my first time, I was in my history class and the guy who still picks on me till this day (LAMEO) was embarssing me and the teacher just ignored him actted like he was doing nothing. I asked to go the rest room. I sit there crying, embarssed, I rampaged in my pockets and all I could find was a pack of gum and a paper clip. I remember unravling that paper clip and even though it was not that big of something to just slice my arm. I remember scrapping my arm with it. It hurt really bad, but I let it go. It seemed like everytime I was made fun of: I would ask to go to the bathroom and cut. Cut with mostly paper clips sometimes staples. This was in April almost May, and no one knew what I was going through at all. I had told Lorna because I wore long sleeves nearly every time I spent the night to spend the night with her. She told our counselor at the school, and she told my parents. My parents were pissed for lack of better words. And, till this day my mom always tells me to think. During that weekend, she invited to go to her revial at her church and they were talking about death in the Bible. I remember getting on my hands and knees sobbing like a mess I thought for so long that if I ended my life that I would make so many people's lives better. Like my familes, Lornas, my other friends. I am so glad that night I decided I did not want to die and I wanted to be one of his own children. I think back now to what on earth was I thinking? I would of missed out on Lorna's son being born, the last few years of Lornas life, my dads life fulfilling, me being a counselor myself. I guess this is one reason I want to be a counselor so bad.

Eight Years Later....
I still have struggles to be strong not to worry. But, as I got older I dropped the attitude of "The Craft" but I added to I wanted to be one of his children. I want to be a mission to all not only by my counseling but by my blog as well. It can be a two in one deal. I am not saying I am perfect, or I do not make mistakes but I am so very blessed that my best friend saved my life that night. I read my bible three times a day, I enjoy it my bibles expect one is written in with notes and highlights. I want to travel and do missions. When a girl or boy comes to says I want to kill myself I am so sick of living, I know exactly what they are going through. If a girl says my best friend just died... I have been there hunny. My blog is my testimony of how GOD works in all our lives. I am so blessed to have my blog and that GOD gave me that second chance. And, I think Lorna everyday for telling on me, not just to the counselor but my ultimate FATHER. I guess that is why she is so close in my heart. I wish I could of saved her's but I know that I have so much to tell Dakota when he gets older about how his momma was my lifesaver. And, why is my blog have its title? Because if you KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE SON.... he will never ever leave you or forsake you. Oh, how I love each and everyone of you.

"Come to me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke uponyou and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light." Matthew 11:28

I love you and Keep Smiling... I will write more later.