Saturday, May 29, 2010

The Lord be with you in everything


Psalm 119:145-160 (King James Version)

145I cried with my whole heart; hear me, O LORD: I will keep thy statutes.

146I cried unto thee; save me, and I shall keep thy testimonies.

147I prevented the dawning of the morning, and cried: I hoped in thy word.

148Mine eyes prevent the night watches, that I might meditate in thy word.

149Hear my voice according unto thy lovingkindness: O LORD, quicken me according to thy judgment.

150They draw nigh that follow after mischief: they are far from thy law.

151Thou art near, O LORD; and all thy commandments are truth.

152Concerning thy testimonies, I have known of old that thou hast founded them for ever.

153Consider mine affliction, and deliver me: for I do not forget thy law.

154Plead my cause, and deliver me: quicken me according to thy word.

155Salvation is far from the wicked: for they seek not thy statutes.

156Great are thy tender mercies, O LORD: quicken me according to thy judgments.

157Many are my persecutors and mine enemies; yet do I not decline from thy testimonies.

158I beheld the transgressors, and was grieved; because they kept not thy word.

159Consider how I love thy precepts: quicken me, O LORD, according to thy lovingkindness.

160Thy word is true from the beginning: and every one of thy righteous judgments endureth for ever.


Psalm 130

1Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.

2Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.

3If thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

4But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared.

5I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope.

6My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.

7Let Israel hope in the LORD: for with the LORD there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.

8And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.


Friday, May 14, 2010

Dont be tempted away from the One True God


If thy brother, the son of thy mother, or thy son, or thy daughter, or the wife of thy bosom, or thy friend, which is as thine own soul, entice thee secretly, saying, Let us go and serve other gods, which thou hast not known, thou, nor thy fathers;

7Namely, of the gods of the people which are round about you, nigh unto thee, or far off from thee, from the one end of the earth even unto the other end of the earth;

8Thou shalt not consent unto him, nor hearken unto him; neither shall thine eye pity him, neither shalt thou spare, neither shalt thou conceal him:

9But thou shalt surely kill him; thine hand shall be first upon him to put him to death, and afterwards the hand of all the people.

10And thou shalt stone him with stones, that he die; because he hath sought to thrust thee away from the LORD thy God, which brought thee out of the land of Egypt, from the house of bondage.

Deu 13:6-10



Saturday, May 8, 2010

I hate you death!

Death, I hate you.
You know, it's not fair really. Mother's Day is supposed to be a joyous occasion full of family and love. But right now, all i can think about is how I don't have one. I don't have a mom. Not anymore. The devil took her away in the form of cancer. Ugly, unrelenting, unfeeling cancer. It will soon be 4 years that she was taken from me.
The pain is as if it was yesterday. My young son doesn't even remember her. It is heartbreaking.


I didn't always have the best relationship with her. At times I even hated her. What teen didn't go through that stage? But I always really loved her. A few days ago I could have SWORN I heard her voice in the other room. Some times i expect her to come through the door.

We used to fight, but I loved her.
I sometimes said I hated her, but I always loved her.
We didn't always get along, but I ALWAYS LOVED HER.

I wasn't there when she died and I should have been.
I never really thought she'd die. I always thought that she was too stubborn to die.

I'll never know if she knew I loved her. That i was just a hurt teenager going thru things. That I didn't mean any of it.

I love my mom, and I miss her so.

I hate you death. I hate you so much!
You took my mom from me.


I love you mom so much.
I wish you could come back so I can tell you I'm sorry.

I wish you were here so you can see how much Jasmin has grown.
I wish you were here so you can finally hear Gabriel talk.

I wish you were here to hold me again.

Death, how i HATE you!

Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Psalm 56:8

Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us.
Psalm 62:8

But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.
For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.
1 Th 4:13-14


I love you mom.