Hey Y'all!
We all know that God does not show favoritism...after all HIS word states it clearly in Acts 10:34-35. His love for each one of us is unique and special...and yet....He loves us all without partiality. My mind can not fathom that kind of love. The closest I come to understanding is how a mother can love each one of her children...yet uniquely!
Guess what?
Our Enemy does not show favoritism either. He hates us believers all the same! Now some of us, He is more scared of because of their great faith or purpose...but his hatred for us is all the same.
One proof of this became clear to me the other day as I watched some middle school girls interacting and playing a game together. To the best of my knowledge, all of these girls have a relationship with Jesus. However, just like us adults...come on ladies you know what I'm talking about...the meanness is still the same as with non-believers. One girl in particular who is blessed with both beauty, and a gentle and kind heart, was getting the brunt of the meanness. I watched as she struggled. I watched as her confidence became shaken and she made mistakes that she might not have otherwise made. My heart broke for her. Her mother was there and her heart too was broken for her daughter. We discussed our own hurts from being a woman in this world. We shared our own horror stories from past comments made from other women. Some came from those we knew were "Sisters in Christ." Our stories were different, yet similar. She is tall and gorgeous, like her daughter her spirit is sweet and honestly she is becoming one of my favorite people to be around. I am short and...hmmmm....let's say....oh I know....plump! My friend has always known she was blessed in the physical realm. I on the other hand, have often struggled with my looks, and felt ugly. Yet we both suffered at the words that other women have thrown our way.
We both have tried to help our daughters realize that it is what God thinks about us that matters...but we all know that middle school-ers can not comprehend that yet...too many changes and hormones out of whack for that...besides not many of us grown-up women understand it either, when those word-jabs come our way even now.
So...all of this is to say...Our enemy does not pick on the less fortunate of us, or on the most fortunate of us, or even one those of us who are in between. He shows no favoritism...his hate is spread around equally.
But that's where we can know that God too does not show favoritism. He blesses and loves us equally....just not all the same way...except one...He chose us as HIS BRIDE and we get to live with HIM FOREVER!!!!!
One more thing...for those of you who have had daughters go through those middle school years...what verses did you share with your daughters? I would like some verses to give Zoie and my young friend to use as both swords and shields against our enemy's attacks. Please share your thoughts and help some hurting mothers out!
Love ya
Pamela
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
No Parking!
Hey Y'all,
Back around Easter my family took a one day trip to Myrtle Beach. We got up at the crack of daylight, packed our car and drove the 3 hours to the beach. We were so excited to get there. We started looking for public access areas, where we could park and enjoy our day. We found one and begin looking for a parking place. All of the spaces had parking meters and Mike checked and they where $6 for the day. As we were just about to place money in the meter a man pulls up beside us and says, "The parking is free. The meters are for the summer season." Mike looks around at other cars in the little lot and notices that several are parked at meters that read "Expired." So we cheerfully parked and hurried down on the beach. After several hours of playing along the shore and a picnic lunch, we headed back to the car to drive around and look in the gift shops. I was the last to make it to the car and Mike is slamming the trunk shut. I could tell things were not so good. Turns out....It wasn't free parking and we had a parking ticket. So instead of paying $6 for the day to park there...we actually needed to pay $25!
I read a quote the other day and it reminded me of this incident.
"The road to success is dotted with many tempting parking spaces." Will Rodgers
That day at the beach we were so wanting the trip to not cost us much. We listened to a total stranger and ended up paying 3 times as much. What looked like success...a free parking space...was costly.
When we let things or others steer us to parking spaces instead of keeping our eyes on the path God has for us, we will also meet higher cost.
I can attest to this. I have parked in so many parking places of excuses that have delayed and cost me dearly.
I love writing. I love telling stories. I love motivating and seeing God work in the lives of people as they hear the truths of God and shackles of rejection fall away. I love watching them fall into the arms of the God they never knew loved them so much! I've seen it and experienced it!
So why don't I do it more often? I park. I will drive a little ways taking in the journey in amazement. Then I'll see an excuse and pullover and park! Parking places that read, "Stop here. It's too hard." Another may read, "Stop here! Your too old." "Stop Here! Your grammar is too bad." While another may read, "Stop here! There are more pressing or fun things to do here!"
Parking places keep you from your destination. Yes, as we got to the beach that day, we needed to park our car...but that wasn't our destination. Our destination that day was a fun filled, worry free day at the beach. If we had parked correctly, and not made the excuses about it not being the summer season and should be free...we would have reached that destination and not had to side-track with a parking ticket.
Looking back, it still was a great day. We paid the ticket on-line and still had a wonderful time. We also learned from that mistake...which is one of the good things about parking spaces. You learn which ones to avoid!
No parking
No excuses!
I'm going to keep my eyes on the road and listen to the NAVIGATOR as HE directs the journey. Next time I park it will be under HIS direction and in HIS space!
Wanna go for a ride?
Love ya
Pamela
Back around Easter my family took a one day trip to Myrtle Beach. We got up at the crack of daylight, packed our car and drove the 3 hours to the beach. We were so excited to get there. We started looking for public access areas, where we could park and enjoy our day. We found one and begin looking for a parking place. All of the spaces had parking meters and Mike checked and they where $6 for the day. As we were just about to place money in the meter a man pulls up beside us and says, "The parking is free. The meters are for the summer season." Mike looks around at other cars in the little lot and notices that several are parked at meters that read "Expired." So we cheerfully parked and hurried down on the beach. After several hours of playing along the shore and a picnic lunch, we headed back to the car to drive around and look in the gift shops. I was the last to make it to the car and Mike is slamming the trunk shut. I could tell things were not so good. Turns out....It wasn't free parking and we had a parking ticket. So instead of paying $6 for the day to park there...we actually needed to pay $25!
I read a quote the other day and it reminded me of this incident.
"The road to success is dotted with many tempting parking spaces." Will Rodgers
That day at the beach we were so wanting the trip to not cost us much. We listened to a total stranger and ended up paying 3 times as much. What looked like success...a free parking space...was costly.
When we let things or others steer us to parking spaces instead of keeping our eyes on the path God has for us, we will also meet higher cost.
I can attest to this. I have parked in so many parking places of excuses that have delayed and cost me dearly.
I love writing. I love telling stories. I love motivating and seeing God work in the lives of people as they hear the truths of God and shackles of rejection fall away. I love watching them fall into the arms of the God they never knew loved them so much! I've seen it and experienced it!
So why don't I do it more often? I park. I will drive a little ways taking in the journey in amazement. Then I'll see an excuse and pullover and park! Parking places that read, "Stop here. It's too hard." Another may read, "Stop here! Your too old." "Stop Here! Your grammar is too bad." While another may read, "Stop here! There are more pressing or fun things to do here!"
Parking places keep you from your destination. Yes, as we got to the beach that day, we needed to park our car...but that wasn't our destination. Our destination that day was a fun filled, worry free day at the beach. If we had parked correctly, and not made the excuses about it not being the summer season and should be free...we would have reached that destination and not had to side-track with a parking ticket.
Looking back, it still was a great day. We paid the ticket on-line and still had a wonderful time. We also learned from that mistake...which is one of the good things about parking spaces. You learn which ones to avoid!
No parking
No excuses!
I'm going to keep my eyes on the road and listen to the NAVIGATOR as HE directs the journey. Next time I park it will be under HIS direction and in HIS space!
Wanna go for a ride?
Love ya
Pamela
Friday, May 21, 2010
I Wasn't Sure....
I wasn't sure...exactly how I stopped writing here. At first I was just a little too busy with life. Then, I wasn't sure what to say...I mean, by that time, it had been a month and I had just told everyone I wasn't going to let two weeks pass by again. So since I wasn't sure...I prayed. I waited for illumination and inspiration...what I got was one word...wait. Wait? How long? Why? What will my readers think? Then one of the biggest questions, "Will they come back when I write again?
After almost two months of waiting...and waiting...and worrying...and waiting some more. I feel I have been given permission to put fingers to keyboard and communicate again. In the waiting though something strange has happened. I have pondered and reflected on my purpose for writing in the first place. So I feel like I want to share some of the random reflections and questions that have surfaced, as I sat here everyday wondering if today...I could again let the fingers and thoughts fly.
Why do I write a blog?
Is it to journal? Not really, I don't talk a lot about my day or my family..occasionally but not all the time. I talk about my family more when it fits in as an illustration to what ever message I'm trying to communicate.
What am I trying to communicate?
I started out writing strictly devotional. It was for me, I didn't really expect any readers. Then I started writing to build friendships among other bloggers...and some beautiful friendships have formed through this blog.
I even did some give-aways, told funny stories, put up weird "Can you guess what this is" pictures.
But I came back to the same question...Why do I write this blog?
I wasn't sure.
Was it to propel or advertise my speaking ministry? Well that has not happened. I don't think so anyway. I've alsways considered that to be in God's hands.
The conclusion I have come to today is that for me, this is a form of Worship. A time to spend with JESUS my BRIDE-GROOM. A time for me to invite others to sit with us as we share together the amazing love HE has for us.
A time to talk about how we have experienced HIS love, HIS grace, HIS power, and HIS REDEMPTION in our lives. A time for usto encourage one another to look at what HE is doing...to see how much HE LOVES US!
All that I have done so far in writing this blog, I believe meets that criteria....I just wasn't sure...of my own purpose.
I wasn't sure...
Now I am
Love you and have missed our time more than any keyboard can communicate! If I have lost any of you I'm sorry....but it isn't about me or you...it's about JESUS.
Pamela
After almost two months of waiting...and waiting...and worrying...and waiting some more. I feel I have been given permission to put fingers to keyboard and communicate again. In the waiting though something strange has happened. I have pondered and reflected on my purpose for writing in the first place. So I feel like I want to share some of the random reflections and questions that have surfaced, as I sat here everyday wondering if today...I could again let the fingers and thoughts fly.
Why do I write a blog?
Is it to journal? Not really, I don't talk a lot about my day or my family..occasionally but not all the time. I talk about my family more when it fits in as an illustration to what ever message I'm trying to communicate.
What am I trying to communicate?
I started out writing strictly devotional. It was for me, I didn't really expect any readers. Then I started writing to build friendships among other bloggers...and some beautiful friendships have formed through this blog.
I even did some give-aways, told funny stories, put up weird "Can you guess what this is" pictures.
But I came back to the same question...Why do I write this blog?
I wasn't sure.
Was it to propel or advertise my speaking ministry? Well that has not happened. I don't think so anyway. I've alsways considered that to be in God's hands.
The conclusion I have come to today is that for me, this is a form of Worship. A time to spend with JESUS my BRIDE-GROOM. A time for me to invite others to sit with us as we share together the amazing love HE has for us.
A time to talk about how we have experienced HIS love, HIS grace, HIS power, and HIS REDEMPTION in our lives. A time for usto encourage one another to look at what HE is doing...to see how much HE LOVES US!
All that I have done so far in writing this blog, I believe meets that criteria....I just wasn't sure...of my own purpose.
I wasn't sure...
Now I am
Love you and have missed our time more than any keyboard can communicate! If I have lost any of you I'm sorry....but it isn't about me or you...it's about JESUS.
Pamela
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
I'm Still Here
Hey Y'all,
I'm still among the living just extremely busy.
We finally all got over our fevers....Thanks so much for your prayers. I was out of school one week and Zoie was out the next. So that was two weeks of catch-up work that needed to be done. I thanked God for Mike's flexible schedule that allowed both of us to work some.
So we have spent last week playing catch-up and I had to sub three days so it was a full week.
Yesterday I actually did nothing after I got home from work. Well nothing constructive. I watched a movie and read. It was a lazy day and I only half-heartily feel guilty for doing nothing.
Today I am full of energy and purpose, so much was accomplished. Still a lot to work on...please don't plan on visiting me unless you want to sit between my loads of laundry and help me unload my dishwasher.
Tomorrow and Thursday I am writing Curriculum after work, along with tutoring and taking care of a friend's son in the afternoons. I also hope to post here some lessons God has taught me recently.
Through all the business and sickness His grace has amazed me! So expect some cool stories soon cause you know I love to tell them.
I love you all
Pamela
I'm still among the living just extremely busy.
We finally all got over our fevers....Thanks so much for your prayers. I was out of school one week and Zoie was out the next. So that was two weeks of catch-up work that needed to be done. I thanked God for Mike's flexible schedule that allowed both of us to work some.
So we have spent last week playing catch-up and I had to sub three days so it was a full week.
Yesterday I actually did nothing after I got home from work. Well nothing constructive. I watched a movie and read. It was a lazy day and I only half-heartily feel guilty for doing nothing.
Today I am full of energy and purpose, so much was accomplished. Still a lot to work on...please don't plan on visiting me unless you want to sit between my loads of laundry and help me unload my dishwasher.
Tomorrow and Thursday I am writing Curriculum after work, along with tutoring and taking care of a friend's son in the afternoons. I also hope to post here some lessons God has taught me recently.
Through all the business and sickness His grace has amazed me! So expect some cool stories soon cause you know I love to tell them.
I love you all
Pamela
Friday, February 19, 2010
We've Got The Fever!
Hi Y'all,
Please pray for us. Everybody in the Robinson family has a 100+ fever. Even my computer is sick...it takes 3-6 tries to connect to the Internet. So only my dog who has stopped having anything to do with us is well.
More news when the fever is down and I don't feel like falling over!
Pamela
Please pray for us. Everybody in the Robinson family has a 100+ fever. Even my computer is sick...it takes 3-6 tries to connect to the Internet. So only my dog who has stopped having anything to do with us is well.
More news when the fever is down and I don't feel like falling over!
Pamela
Friday, February 12, 2010
Being Still
Hey Y'all,
We are being still.
We are being still and knowing
We are being still and knowing that He is God.
We are being still and knowing that He is God because...
We still haven't Heard anything!
So keep praying for us and with us.
It is easier being still knowing you are still praying with us!
I love you all still!
Pamela
We are being still.
We are being still and knowing
We are being still and knowing that He is God.
We are being still and knowing that He is God because...
We still haven't Heard anything!
So keep praying for us and with us.
It is easier being still knowing you are still praying with us!
I love you all still!
Pamela
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
10 or 2?
Hey Y'all,
Today has been an anxious day because Mike's package went before the Army Chaplain selection board today. We won't know anything for a couple of days but I have to tell you it has been nerve racking! I jump every time the phone rings.
Friends, I woke up this morning filled with awe and fear. One second believing we are going to step into the Army like it is our own Promised Land and the next fearful Mike will be rejected and we will once again begin another run through the wilderness. As I'm praying, I hear a question, "Are you one of the 10 or one of the 2?"
WHAT?
"Are you one of the 10 or one of the 2? Do you believe God has called you to this promised land or are you fearful of the possible giants in the way?"
Truthfully I answered, "A little bit of both."
I want to be like the 2. The two spies who went to see the Promised Land and saw that it was good and that God had already given it to them, in Numbers 13-14. I want to shout with them "God has already given it to us! Now we must prepare to enter the land and possess this calling!"
I want to feel confident, but I can't help but notice that their are a few giants.
The 10 would say to me:
There is a giant called the selection board that only picks the top 60%
If you get past that one there is the giant task of getting your house ready to sell.
Then comes the giant of Mike being away at school 3 months.
Then the giant of moving to an army base, more than likely in another state!
There is the largest giant which will be leaving my family...my friends....my church...and my school!
These are big giants...but as I prayed and asked God to help me come down off the teeter-totter and decide if I am going to run and hide like the 10 or stand in faith like the 2...I remembered something....The LORD is your Banner. It is HE who goes before you.
That means...that even if the door is shut by the giants on the selection board God will be the Banner that leads us into our Promised Land.
It means that if we are selected...then I can know that I will not be the one facing the other giants...The LORD is my Banner! My Jehovah Nissi!
I am not a 10! I am a 2!
Keep praying for us. I'll let you know when we hear.
Love you Pamela
Today has been an anxious day because Mike's package went before the Army Chaplain selection board today. We won't know anything for a couple of days but I have to tell you it has been nerve racking! I jump every time the phone rings.
Friends, I woke up this morning filled with awe and fear. One second believing we are going to step into the Army like it is our own Promised Land and the next fearful Mike will be rejected and we will once again begin another run through the wilderness. As I'm praying, I hear a question, "Are you one of the 10 or one of the 2?"
WHAT?
"Are you one of the 10 or one of the 2? Do you believe God has called you to this promised land or are you fearful of the possible giants in the way?"
Truthfully I answered, "A little bit of both."
I want to be like the 2. The two spies who went to see the Promised Land and saw that it was good and that God had already given it to them, in Numbers 13-14. I want to shout with them "God has already given it to us! Now we must prepare to enter the land and possess this calling!"
I want to feel confident, but I can't help but notice that their are a few giants.
The 10 would say to me:
There is a giant called the selection board that only picks the top 60%
If you get past that one there is the giant task of getting your house ready to sell.
Then comes the giant of Mike being away at school 3 months.
Then the giant of moving to an army base, more than likely in another state!
There is the largest giant which will be leaving my family...my friends....my church...and my school!
These are big giants...but as I prayed and asked God to help me come down off the teeter-totter and decide if I am going to run and hide like the 10 or stand in faith like the 2...I remembered something....The LORD is your Banner. It is HE who goes before you.
That means...that even if the door is shut by the giants on the selection board God will be the Banner that leads us into our Promised Land.
It means that if we are selected...then I can know that I will not be the one facing the other giants...The LORD is my Banner! My Jehovah Nissi!
I am not a 10! I am a 2!
Keep praying for us. I'll let you know when we hear.
Love you Pamela
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