I have changed homes...

My new home is An ATC Addict. I hope you'll join me there.

Breast Cancer Awareness Month

I've been meaning to post this picture for a few weeks now. I've been so busy with everything else in life that I'm just getting around to it now though.

This picture was taken 10/19 in Pittsburgh PA. They've turned the fountain at The Point pink in honor of breast cancer awareness month. I thought it was so neat I had to share. Sorry it took me so long.

What Your Pizza Reveals

You have a hearty appetite. You are likely to complain if a restaurant has small portions. You consider pizza to be bread... very good bread. You fit in best in the Midwest part of the US. You like food that's traditional and well crafted. You aren't impressed with "gourmet" foods. You are generous, outgoing, and considerate with your choices. You are cultured and intellectual. You should consider traveling to Vienna. The stereotype that best fits you is guy or girl next door. Hey, there's nothing wrong with being average.

What Does Your Pizza Say About You?

Autumn is here

I love this time of the year. In fact, it has to be my favorite time of the year. Nature looks so beautiful and it's actually nice enough, temperature wise, to be outside to enjoy it. It's so nice to look around and view the new art work that God is designing. I think this is the reason why I'm so looking forward to going on a day cruise on a boat down the river here in a few weeks. It should be a very enjoyable day out, especially since we only do small trips like this instead of big vacations. For this reason, it makes such small trips all that much more enjoyable. It's also helping me to move beyond my hurt by MLUPC. I drive by that church almost daily and have actually started not to feel anything, one way or the other, for it. Praise God for using nature to help heal my heart!

Mean Churches

A reader of my last post brought a post on another blog to my attention. It's entitled "Dear Tormentor" and while I'm not a pastor in the same sense as this lady's husband, I was ministering in my church and I can relate VERY well with this post. Everything from my daughter being hurt badly by someone who thinks of themselves as a Christian to me being ran over and treated like dirt. It's made us not have to move home but definitely have to leave a place that we were beginning to think of as home - our previous church. I still don't get why leadership let's such trash happen but I deeply empathize with this post and so I simply had to share it with you. I could go on to say so much more... about how this church has no right controlling my life, about how I so longed to simply share fellowship and a mutual love of Jesus, about... Yet, alas, all I can say is that my previous church doesn't care who they hurt as they seemingly believe that there are enough people out there who are willing to take it that they can use and abuse whomever they desire. Well, so be it. I for one will no longer allow a church to do this to me - EVER.

AMEN.

P.S. Yes, I'm still really hurting. Hopefully time will heal and I will be able to forgive but I will never forget what the church has done to me all in the name of service.

Why I will no longer be found doing anything for the church

After being totally stabbed in the back by yet again another church, I have made the decision to take my membership completely out of the church and to never again do anything for the church. I have been terribly hurt by the church at least 3 times now and will never open myself up to being hurt by this institution again. There is no way that Christ would call these churches His brides today the way that their ministers act by allowing their congregation to be hurt so badly. While this is the choice that I am making for myself, I'm still taking my daughter to a UMC for Sunday school and bells because SHE wants to do it. While there I refuse to be active and usually can be found doing needlepoint. I have come to the conclusion that I have no need for the way the church acts and that's my final analysis of the situation.

Sorry for the rant this morning. This is something that I've been wanting to say since Sunday but wanted to find the right words for saying it.

God's sense of humor

I've been praying for patience lately. Of course, I know that some say that this is something that you shouldn't pray for but I was desperate OK LOL Well, I guess I'm going to be learning the lesson the hard way, which is why you're not suppose to pray for patience in the first place. You see, I broke my ankle last Wednesday and have been hobbling around on crutches ever since. Waiting on others to help you meet your basic needs is one sure way to learn patience. As my title says: God really does have a sense of humor sometimes.