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A Sweet "Tweet" Apology

An Apology... This weekend was filled with such WONDERFUL, LIFE GIVING words of ENCOURAGEMENT at the Mom Heart Conference...yet I tweeted carelessly and caused pain to a fellow believer and mom as well as misrepresented the most gentle, life speaking woman I know...Sally Clarkson.

The tweet: "The most blessed child has a happy mom."

Not something "bad" to say, but a sweet mom who was following the conference via twitter ...who was feeling desperate and in a dark place of her life was hurt.  This quote was OUT OF CONTEXT...and there is NOTHING I can do to take back the sting it caused her.

Motherhood can sometimes be a rough road to hoe when the Deceiver is whispering in our ear that we CAN'T do it...that we are inadequate...that we have already missed the mark, so why continue to try...


If you are in a dark place...know that the Father of LIGHT is with you.  He promises NEVER to leave nor forsake you.  He tells us that His strength is made perfect in our weakness and that he cares for us like a mother cares for her child...even more!

The Father LOVES us!  He give us hope...through Christ Jesus. He is our Sustainer!

We live in a broken world where we, sometimes, are broken as well. BUT there is HOPE. JESUS CHRIST, His redeeming Love, His sacrificial LOVE that saves us from the grips of darkness and illuminates our way.  He gently brushes the tarnish away to reveal in and through us what a beautiful treasure we are to him...just as we are...he loves us.

So, PLEASE, forgive a careless TWEET and know that I am praying for light to invade the darkness in a way that is "exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us," (Eph 3:20)  

Humbly striving to write a wrong and bring light to the darkness...



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This week my sweet grandfather passed into the arms of his Savior, Jesus Christ.  I was able to spend a few endearing moments with him that morning, to hold his hand, to kiss his forehead and to tell him one last time how much I loved Him and how much he has meant to me throughout my life. Preparations for his Memorial have consumed my week.  No school at the Sadler home, No laundry washed, No Family Night this week...I did, however, manage to feed everyone! HaHa!  I was putting together a slide show for my G-Pa's Memorial.  Digging through pictures, remembering his stories from his days serving in the Navy, laughing at the funny...and crying at the sweet. Remembrances of my grandmother, Meme, who passed years before...their sweet life together and the blessings having of two loving, involved grandparents growing up. We found pictures of G-Pa's brothers and sisters, trips to New England, Alaska, Main and even pictures from Guam and Hawaii.  What a full and wonderful life he had. All of these memories tucked into a 6 minute slideshow accompanied by Ella Fitzgerald and Dean he enjoyed.

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I am still soaking in the reality of my G-Pa's passing.  The business of death has preoccupied my thoughts but now it is time to be cry a little... just to close this wonderful chapter in my life.

During the Memorial one of my Great-Aunts said something very hurtful to me.  It wounded me to the core of who I am.  You see...G-Pa is not my biological grandfather.  He married my grandmother about 50 years ago after the passing of her first husband, my G-Pa's best friend (kinda cool!). He is G-Pa.  He has been a loving Husband to my Meme, a gentle and loving Dad to my mom, and the best G-Pa anyone could ask for.  So when I was told that something of his wouldn't be as valuable to me as it would be to his brother, because HE was his brother (meaning, of course, that he was blood relations) hurt.

You see...we WERE his family. He loved us as children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.  To him...we were never considered to be Meme's family or step family...He loved us like his own.

This morning the Lord reminded me that He too, loves me, a Gentile, so much that he sent his son to live a sinless life, take my sin as his own on the cross and rise victorious over death so that I may be co-heirs with Christ.(Romans 8:17) "We have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father." Romans 8:15 We are not considered step children to the Lord.  He loves us as he loves his only begotten son.  He has grafted us into the family.

This morning, I prayed for my Aunt. You see, it is so hard for her to wrap her head around my heart, because she doesn't share the same view about our family as G-Pa did.  To her, we are step mom, has been held at arms length her whole life. The Lord showed me that for this very reason, many of His children will stay "step" children.  They choose not to wrap their hearts around the Father's Love and Open arms. They look at the cross through their own perception, and not through the Father's eyes of Love, Compassion and Acceptance.

If you struggle with your position in Christ, as an heir to the Most High God, and a beloved child...Pray that the Lord would wipe the veil from your eyes so that you may behold the loving face of your heavenly Father and in-turn be able to cry out to him "Abba Father".

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The Sun Came Out

Tuesday we said good-bye to my Grandmother. She was a caring woman who loved Jesus with all her heart, as well as my Granddaddy, with whom she would have celebrated 61 years of marraige with in May. To honor her life, we held a Memorial Service and as people told stories of my grandmother, it was easy to see how she would be missed. Among the tears was laughter and rejoicing. Rejoicing that she is now pain free in the presence of her Savior.When the Service began, it was gray and raining. It was fitting for the circumstances, but by the time we left the church, after being with family and dear friends...the sun came out and shone on the wet ground. The day ended beautifully, and even though we are saddened, we are comforted by the Son, that is warm and shines down on our wet faces.

Even in hard times, there is evidence of God's Good and Perfect gifts; Family, Friends, Loved Ones, good food, old stories...and the sun!