i am afraid

“when i am afraid, i will put my trust in you”  psalms 56:3

i trust God. i really do. but if i really do trust Him, why am i so afraid? i can’t shake this feeling of dread as i inch closer to my last day at my job and there’s so little coming in via game payments. i have a saying that i’ve pretty much lived by “let go and let God”. why is that so hard for me to do right now?
it’s been so easy for me to let things go and let God handle them in the past.
when i lost a job years ago, i was confident that God would take care of me and He did.  i had another job in less than 2 weeks and it paid well.
when  i almost died in 2010 from pneumonia,  i knew God would take care of me and my worldly needs (my monthly finances) and not only did He take care of them, there was enough to cover my expenses for almost two months.
when i had knee replacement surgery a year later, again, God took care of me and my needs.
how did those things occur? i had absolute faith that God would take care of me.
what is so different now that i’m struggling to have that same absolute faith?
is satan trying to get in the way and put all these doubts and fears in my head? in genesis 3:1, the serpent is speaking to eve and says “… did God really say…?”. is satan trying to do the same thing to me?
as I struggle with these doubts, my brain and heart are crying out to God, ” Lord, help my unbelief!”
i don’t want to be afraid anymore.

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don’t look down at the water

i’m scared out of my mind. i’m about to embark on a journey that i’ve never done. well – i’ve never done it at the level i’m about to do.

effective june 5th, i will be leaving my job as a youth advocate and stepping out on total faith in God as i begin my future working from home full time with the game my husband created. the game doesn’t quite make enough consistently to cover our monthly expenses. why, then, am i leaving my job to do something that has no 100% guarantee? because i believe that God has been slowly preparing me for this move over the last year. i went from having a case load of 5-6 clients to only working with no more than 2 at a time. the changes came after considerable prayer and God prompting me to make them. i love what i do but there have been some areas that left me feeling unsatisfied. i will continue to “work” as a mentor, but it will be as a volunteer again. 5ba0c754c5d020613848e69a9126e65f

to say that i’m not nervous would be a lie. despite the fact that i know that God is in complete control and that He is going to make sure all of my needs are met, i am so scared. game payments have been slow coming the last 6 weeks and the dollar amounts are much less than they had been. don’t know why. can’t figure it out. it just is. david isn’t too concerned. he’s used to living by faith. he’s got over 25 years of practice living by faith. me – i know God is faithful – but i’ve never totally relied on what God can do financially – not in this capacity. i’ve been in situations where i can say “God will take care of me” and mean it 110%. and He does take care of me. but they were situations that i had little to no control over. this time – i made the decision – after a great deal of prayer and consideration. i had the control.

i was sharing my feelings with a friend from church and he shared a really good bit of advice – he told me that peter started to sink (while walking on the water towards Jesus) because he took his eyes off of the Lord and looked down. my friend told me “don’t look down – keep your eyes focused straight ahead on Christ”. from the moment he said those words to me, i kept repeating them to myself.

now don’t get me wrong – while i’m telling myself “don’t look down” i’m freaking out inside and my emotions are all over the map. my anxiety levels can’t seem to stay low. i think about the journey i’m about to embark on and i get so overwhelmed and have to keep myself from crying.

will i get through this? without a doubt. will it be easy? i doubt it. but while i freely admit that i am scared and nervous, i will also say that God will provide. He is forever faithful and will not let me down. i just have to remember that i can’t look down. i have to keep my eyes fixed straight ahead on Christ.

safe place

i love #Z883fm
i look forward to my volunteer shifts at their office. for me, the Z is not just a place to go to for helping their ministry in reaching others through music. for me it’s a place of refuge. when i go there, it’s a place that calms my heart. their motto is that they’re safe for the little ears. well….they’re safe for the big ears too. i am so grateful for the entire staff. they’ve become my family. thank you for all you do.

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safe place

i love #Z883fm
i look forward to my volunteer shifts at their office. for me, the Z is not just a place to go to for helping their ministry in reaching others through music. for me it’s a place of refuge. when i go there, it’s a place that calms my heart. their motto is that they’re safe for the little ears. well….they’re safe for the big ears too. i am so grateful for the entire staff. they’ve become my family. thank you for all you do. ❤

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disappointed….

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don’t tell me you want to be my friend and hang out and then cancel at the moment we’re supposed to be getting together. three times now we’ve had plans and three times you’ve bailed on me. i think you bailing on me today was the worst because i was offering you an amazing experience with a huge surprise included and i could have asked someone else that probably would have wanted it more than you. if you don’t want to be my friend, quit lying and making excuses and i’ll walk away. i did have a great time today despite your not showing up. if anyone missed out on anything, it definitely was you, as you saw from the photos i posted on fb. while it’s your loss, i’m still disappointed.

 

 

who is really lying?

i wrote a couple of days ago about “j” and her need to go to a facility where she would feel safe due to allegations of threats from a sibling and a parent. things didn’t last…..

planning to see “j” yesterday and take her out for pizza or something yummy, i received a call from “ms. jpo” stating she received multiple calls from “j” and staff members at the facility stating “j” was being very insistent on leaving and going home immediately. of course i was upset and confused and naturally disappointed. assuring “ms. jpo” i would talk to “j” and see if she would consider giving the facility a chance, i made my way to see “j”.

long story short, i did take “j” home. but here’s where things get frustrating. when i  got “j” home, her mom came out to see me. her first question was to know why i didn’t call her when “j” made her accusations and why i didn’t tell her i was taking her to the facility. she continues by saying my actions (and that of “ms. jpo”) were based on believing ” j’s” lies. she constantly insinuated that “j” lies about everything. she asked “don’t you think if i were abusing her she’d have bruises and such all over her body?”. my response was the allegations were that her brother threatened to slit her throat and kill her. mom’s response still has  me reeling from shock. mom had the nerve to tell me that that’s what brothers do. are you serious woman??? i know that siblings will fight and even will threaten to punch your lights lit, but threaten to slit your throat and kill you? and this is on the tails of a recent incident when the son tried choking ” j” and you did nothing about it.

moving on….we come to an agreement that i can continue to mentor “j” as long as i follow your “rules*. no issue there. but why lie about how i used to buy ” j” anything she wanted and that she would brag about it? why did it take me three times to get you to understand that the things you were referring to came from a donation to the organization i work for through a major corporation? and why lie when you tell me she gets what she wants? who made sure, through talking to my contacts, she had clothes for school and the required school supplies? your other two children don’t have to beg for basic necessities.  they don’t have to earn things like shampoo, soap, toothpaste and even laundry detergent. if anyone keeps lying, it’s you. you can’t see past your lies to notice how “j” really feels. she longs for love and acceptance and she only gets it from outsiders. me. “ms. jpo”. your lies and twisted justifications leave me shaking my head in disbelief.

i hate lies. can’t you tell?

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the scapegoat child

i have been mentoring a young lady, who i’ll call “j”, for more than a year who is very special to me and today i had to take part in her safety.

“j” comes from a home where she would be considered the “scapegoat child”. this is a child who is mistreated in any number of ways while other siblings in the home do not face the same kind of treatment. those other children are well taken care of and are treated with love, kindness and respect. “j”, on the other hand is verbally abused, threatened with physical harm by a sibling and a parent. she is treated as if she is to blame for all things bad in life. because she’s made some poor choices in the past, her parents look at her as if she were a pariah; a black mark on society; a black sheep. “j” is doing all that she can to prove that those foolish things are a thing of the past. goes to school every day. follows her curfew. keeps to herself.

“j” recently learned she is pregnant. one more thing for her parents to mistreat her for. they’ve told her (and authority figures) that they’re not raising her baby. they’re not going to allow her to keep the baby in their home. they have told her that she has to be out of their home as soon as she turns 18 (that happens later this year). what’s a girl in her predicament to do?

i had committed to taking her to her first ultrasound appointment today and last night while we were confirming times and such via kik, “j” made a statement that she wanted to go to the local youth shelter or some other place because she no longer felt safe in her home. she didn’t go into details. i told her we could discuss this today when i picked her up.

after getting her and making sure she was feeling ok, i asked what was going on at home. that was when she (bravely) admitted that her brother had threatened to slice her throat and kill her. “j” also went on to state that her mother was daily threatening her with harm if she went anywhere near her. i told her i thought we should go see her probation officer and tell her what’s going on and see if she could be of any help. after “j’s” appointment, i called her jpo (we’ll call her “ms. jpo) to see if she was available for a visit. after confirming ms. jpo was indeed available, we were on our way.

i didn’t allow “j” to linger once in ms. jpo’s office, and prompted her to tell ms. jpo why we were there to see her. again, “j” used her voice (as i’d been teaching her to do) and repeated the allegations. ms. jpo typed out a statement, asking questions along the way. she was very concerned for “j’s” well being (as she always is). she did make “j” aware that she needed to contact the proper authorities because of the allegations. after multiple calls to various individuals but getting nowhere fast, a call was placed to the local youth shelter, where information was given and it was determined that “j” would have a bed and a safe place to go.

after stopping to pick up some grub at a fast food drive-thru, we were on our way. we made our way inside, where i greeted staff members i knew. i then introduced “j” to a couple of them and after making sure that she was going to be ok and assuring her that i would be by to pick her up tomorrow afternoon, i left “j” so that the staff could begin the intake process. i left knowing that she is safe – at least for the duration of her stay at the shelter. what will happen next – only God knows. i am praying for her to remember that she is loved and that there are a few of us out there who want nothing but the best for her and for her to be safe.

what causes a parent to treat a child the way “j” is treated (or even worse)? i don’t know if anyone will ever find the answer to that question.

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new beginnings

i have a blog under another name that i’ve ignored for a while now. it’s time to move on and start something new. not necessarily new as in “something fresh”. just new. i’ve been going through a bunch of changes. so why not change how i do things here too? this can be a place to share my innermost being. be open (as open as i dare) about what i’m thinking, feeling and experiencing. a place where there will be readers who totally get what i’m saying. sometimes i might just share a photo. sometimes i may ramble on. however i choose to post, it is my hope that there is one person who gets me and what i’m trying to share.