He is mighty to save!

He is mighty to save.

Have you ever really thought about that statement? God is mighty to save. Not only does He save us from hell and gives us eternal life, he also just saves us every day. Sometimes I get so far into the pit and KNOW that I've dug my way there, I feel helpless and worthless. I'm uncapable of saving myself from drowning any further. Jesus saves my life everyday. It's like I constantly find myself in the middle of the ocean and the waves are crashing all around me, there seems no end in sight to the storm. Then, suddenly He just shows up and saves me.

What I'm about to share is only shared because there is hope in drowning. Recently, I've been going through a personally challenging time, not only with my weight, but moreso with a relational area of my life. I'm not one bit proud of the ugliness that my heart has vomitted, yet once you get the poison out of your system you can start to heal and be whole again. My word of encouragment comes to you in this...no matter how big or small the lake that you are drowing in- just KNOW that He is mighty to save. The prayer that keeps transforming my life is this-

"Lord, search MY heart and show ME any wicked ways in ME." Recently, I had been consumed with everyone else BUT me! That's sad! A friend pointed out how sometimes sin is like this little cuddly precious little animal that you want to pet and caress and love on. In some sick manner, it brings comfort or should I say " a deceptive comfort."

Thank you all for praying for me and our family. God is doing an overhaul right now on us. The FPU class has been a wonderful blessing and I do feel empowered with my envelopes of cash. I am claiming 100% financial freedom and wealth to be built. Now, before you get to ralled up and think "oh, no! She's becoming one of those name it, claim it types!" Let me assure you that I feel confident that God wants to build wealth in our lives so that we can SOW into HIS Kingdom. I want to give like no one else has ever given. I hate being in the position we're in- being a slave to the lender. The really exciting part to me is that we get to show our kids how we have failed and how we've turned to God's word and principles for help. They will remember the year of "FPU" as a transforming period in our lives. Abby's birthday is tomorrow and normally I would be flipping out cause we have not bought her some gift. But the truth is that until the next payday, we don't have extra moola for a gift. Our gift to she and Evan is giving them a family bday party on Friday evening (this costs money!!) and they'll each get to have one friend over to do something special in the next few weeks. I'm sooooooo at peace with this!

Our household is quite busy nowadays. Kids and animals are always scurrying about. Have I told you all how much my kids love those guinea pigs? Oh my gracious! They are best friends with them. Yesterday, I saw Avry laying on her belly on the floor. She was squirming along with a guinea pig riding on her back! YES...she was giving him a "piggy back ride." No pund intended :) teeeheeee!
We recently had a huge scare that Abby's cat was gone forever. After 2 hard days of praying and pleading with God for Olly's safe return- God answered! He's a completely indoor cat and rarely goes outside...if he does go out, it's for 1 minute to roll around on the garage floor. So, we couldn't imagine that he's actually snuck out and then ran off...(by the way, he's fixed!) Two excruciating days went by of searching the house for a possible dead cat in some secret location, crying as though a family member had died, weeping with the kids as they walked around dazed in disbelief that Olly was really gone. Abby's words were "I feel like this is a dream. He can't really be gone." This was traumatic people! I'm telling you that I am NOT a cat lover or animal lover in general but when that stinkin' cat went missing, there was this empty hole in my heart of pain, wonder, concern. I prayed so hard for a miracle and watched my kids plead with God to bring Olly home safely. Then Friday morning at 7:20 a.m., I was talking to Heather and said "Oh, I"m just going to raise the garage door incase Olly has come back and is waiting for the door to open." I did so and began calling the famous "Here, kitty kitty kitty!" and Olly was not in sight. So, Heather and I stood in the garage chatting a moment and I heard a faint "Meowwwww". I interrupted Heather to ask if she heard it and she said that it was probably the kids in the house making some weird noise :) But, then it faintly sounded again and I knew it was a cat! I began running out into the frosty cold morning with a tshirt and pants on..freezing! The heavens opened up and led me right to that silly cat who was meowing under our next door neighbor's bush as though he was waiting for me to come to him! Arrogant cat!!!
He should have booked his little toosh into the garage the moment he saw the door go up...but no...you know how self centered cats are...he made me come and pick him up!!! My heart melted and I couldn't bring myself to be mad at the little stinker. I swooped him up with great joy and began running back to the house. Heather was in awe. Abby came outside and the look on her face was worth a million dollars! She embraced him and ran screaming into the house "Olly is back! Olly is back!" The entire house cheered and ran to welcome him home. It was a blessed morning.
This story reminds me of how happy and thrilled God is when someone returns back to him. No matter what kind of adventure they've been on or if they've snuck out and ran away for a little while, when they come home- the party begins!!! Oh, what a gracious and loving God we serve!!!!! He is mighty to save.......even cats!
K