Thank You!

Today, I have to tell you that I’m thankful for a lot of things in my life. Let me start with the basics. I am thankful for God who created me in His own image.  I’m thankful for Jesus who died on the cross for my sins. This means that I can ask for forgiven and become Holy again in the eyes of God.  My name is now written in the Lamb’s Book of Life.

I’m very thankful to every one of you that read my blog.  You take time out of your busyness to read what I said that day. You might even comment on it as well and start a conversation.

I’m thankful to my family, friends and my church family.  Y’all have taught me so much so much and have helped me grow in Walk with the Lord. You have helped me out when I needed it. Eric and Bonnie, Mark and Kitty, Ellen and Wylie, Barbara, Ms. Annie, Jennifer, and Michelle just to name a few.  You know who you are.

I am thankful for my ex-husbands for making me the better person that I am today.   Eric, you showed me the truth of and gentle side of real love, and what it means to be a true Southern Gentleman. I’m just sorry that I threw it away. Philip, you brought out a strength and determination in me that I didn’t know I had. You opened my eyes to several different worlds and I learned a lot. Paul, you supported me no matter what crazy idea I had. You got me to go back to college, and I now have my AS in Accounting.  Some members of my family thought I wouldn’t go back to college much less get a degree.

These are only a few of the people and the that I am thankful for. If you are not mentioned I am sorry, but you are loved as well.

Superhero’s

I am always looking for things to write about. While  I was reading on MyKLove this morning, I came this article: My Superhero Identity and it really hit me in the gut.  I mean…..Who did  you look up to in the superhero world?  Which one was your “Number One Person” ?  I have to admit that I agree with Pastor Joesy about Wonder Woman.  I  did have some of the same thoughts about Wonder Woman.  But to tell you truth, I didn’t identify with a hero at all,  but a little bit  of a villain.

My person was  Cat Woman.  My life kinda mirrors hers, yes, I even stole and made some destruction in my time. Doesn’t most teenagers to some extent? I was a mouse coming up.  I know….Now, that is hard to believe with my loud mouth and direct questions, but I didn’t know how to stand up for myself.  I was always looking for the approval of a man because I never got the approval of my father.  He wanted a boy and I defiantly was not that.  He did teach me to have a firm handshake.  I have be told that I could brake someone’s hand with my handshake.  LOL

Cat Woman  was weak in the first place and a little helpless stepped on mouse who didn’t know how to stand up for herself.  Then the frightful night came and she got taken by the cats, only to awake to a brand new day.  She discovered that she was more with the help of the cats, and that is when she was turned to hurt men because she saw them as the ones that put her down.

I was this weak wallflower  like Cat Woman until a man beat me so bad that I almost lost one of my children and I finally found the courage to call the police and send him to jail.  The judge  then sent me to AL-ANON.  In that first year I finally found that I was not  this weak little thing that most people in my life had told me I was.  I also found out that I had a voice and more strength  to stand on my own two legs without depending on a man for everything.   I took my kids out of a bad situation and tried to raise them on my own.

Now my Superhero is Jesus.  I will follow Him anywhere.  He is my Lord and Savior.  I love Him very much.  God is my Father and is Love.  He is teaching me how to Love better and intimately.  I also love him.  I am filled with the Holy Spirit.  I listen to him all the time so that I can know what God wants me to read in His Word, study and take into my  heart, and what He wants me to do and say and know. Praise the Lord for His grace and mercy!!!

My Favorite

You have them in every family: your favorite brother, sister, uncle, aunt, or even cousin. I could go on, but I won’t. (Lol) Mine happened to be an uncle and aunt pair on either side of my family. One that has been around me since I was little and one that I’ve just really noticed while I’ve been an adult. Let’s call the first one Charles and Leigh Ann and the other ones George and Dana.

Charles is not much older than me and has therefore has been more of a big brother to me than an Uncle.  Leigh Ann turned out to be Charles’ forever wife and came into my life more like when I was 10 years old.  They had a long engagement which I loved because even though Leigh Ann was a little older than Charles she still treated me like a little sister. This I thoroughly enjoyed.  I knew that I could talk my trouble her about anything that was of a womanly topic

Being an only child had not been much fun. I mean come on. I could not get away with anything. I couldn’t play the blame game. For example, Mom cleans the bathroom and I mess it up. Mom gets mad. “Cheryl! What did you do to this bathroom?” I can’t say, “Well, I didn’t do it. Tory did it!” Mom did not even believe in my invisible friend doing things and getting me in trouble. I was always getting into trouble, for stuff I did because I didn’t have anyone else to blame it on. It was not fair. But as my family says, “Who told you life was fair?”

Charles and Leigh Ann are down to earth Christian people that will help anyone if they can. They have always been there when I needed someone to talk to about anything. They have truly been on my side throughout growing up and even into adulthood. When I felt my world spinning around and  coming apart at the seams they have been there and talked me back from the ledge. I have not always done what I’ve said I would do, and I’ve done wrong towards them in the pasts, yet they have still stood by me. Please forgive me for the way that I have treated you in the past.   Thank you, Charles and Leigh Ann for all the things you have done for me. I love Y’all and you are always in my prayers.

Now onto George and Dana: These are two people that have surprised me in a lot of ways. My dad and I have had problems all of my life, and I am sorry that we could not solve those problems before he pasted away in 2011. Out of the blue George and Dana started talking to me recently and come to find out we have a lot to say to each other that I at least did not know. One of the things I learned that really surprised me was that they actually cared about me and was interested in what I was doing these days.

I have not always treated them right, and for that I’m sorry.  Please forgive for that.  Y’all are special, God-fearing people.  Before six months ago, I only talked to them at family reunions or functions which are not happening anymore now that my grandparents are dead. You see they like the Steelers or the Eagles. I don’t know which one. I’m a Bronco’s fan myself. (LOL)

It’s good to have family that you talk to regularly. You never know when one or all will be dead and out of your life. Last week, I got a some bad news about Charles. I started praying for my him and my whole family.  I’m posting this with the knowledge that he is doing a lot better. Praise be to the Lord. Pray does work. Pray and watch God show up and show out!