Monday, August 17, 2009

Starlog aug0409

I really don't know where to start writing today. I am just flustered with this situation. I know that the Lord has been dropping nuggets of wisdom into my spirit man, but man this is really hard.
I think nothing can prepare you for dealing with someone who has schizophrenia. I didn't realize how hard it's been. Since my mom has been back in town I have dropped 10 pounds. It's not the greatest weight loss plan if you ask me. Well, I have to say it's better than fasting. Love ya Jesus!

To ask for help, the Lord has been showing me that it takes a level of humility, and a level of brokenness. To cry out for help, your realize your ways of doing things is not working and you are desperate to see something change. To cry out for help, is facing the fact is that I screwed up and I can't get myself out of this situation!!! LORD JESUS!!!! HELP!!! I DON'T LIKE THIS!! HELP ME! Lord I am sorry for trying to do things my way. I honestly think that there is two honest prayers before the Lord, HELP and I LOVE YOU JESUS!! I think all the other forms of prayer is legitimate, but I think there comes a time where we just need to be real with the Lord. Acknowledge the man's way of doing things is crap and we just need to cry out to Him. Why do we have to front on God? Why do we have to wear these masks before the Lord? Why can't we just come up to Him, with a level of venerability and brokenness and just say to the Lord. “I am heart broken and I need your help.”

I am posting some random posts!!

There are a few writings that I am going to post that are totally random. I hope you enjoy!!!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Sorry About the Last Pitty Party Post

Hey guys, Mom is going to get help. This is the first and most major step in her road to recovery. I know Jesus is the final answer, but now I can walk this journey out with my mother. Thank-you Jesus for breaking in. It's amazing how fast things can change. Will keep my 3 readers posted with details.

Till Next Time

Birdie

Monday, August 10, 2009

There is a Breaking Point

I am tired guys, trying to get my mom help and it's failing miserably. I wish I could cast those nasty demons out of her, but the doors are wide open. I feel like I am getting my butt kicked my the devil and I am finding it hard to find the quiet place I need. I am not happy right now, but I thought the Lord said I would have joy! I wish I could find it.