Today has been rather stressful in many different ways. First I was homesick, then I had to go out at 8:30 due to the terrible bus service in America, which is where I live right now. Yeah I know if I lived in England I could go out at anytime during 7am to 1am and go anywhere and at any time. The bus service in England was I could get a bus anywhere, and they ran every ten to fifteen minutes a day. Well on Monday to Saturday that was. On Sunday they ran every hour to half an hour depending on where you lived. Here in out part of America, on weekdays every thirty minutes Monday to Friday. Saturday every hour, Sunday every two hours. What are American's thinking. We have the right way to run a bus and trains service.
I do like the way the American say things at times. Don't get me wrong, I love England language and how we spell things RIGHT! not like the American's who can't spell for beans in my book. I have a feeling if I took my hubby to England he'd love the bus services, the train service and the health network. If I had a choice I'd go home, but I don't have a choice. I let God guide me to where I should live. I believe he guided me to America and to meet the people I have met and what goes on in my life.
I never really had a faith or believed in God that much when I was in England. I would go to church, but never really felt connected with God. I started searching for answers to many of my questions about belief and God and if he existed. Till I meet my husband and came to America to meet him, I gave up on God. I thought he wasn't listening to me or wanting to be in my life. But now I'm going to church every Sunday, going to my C.R.H.P. meetings. I have found God in such a way I believe he is guiding my hands and letting we work wonders with my writing and also with my prayers.
On the first or second Sunday of the Lenten season, I had such an experience I felt pain free for a little while. If you knew me, I have never been without pain in my whole life. Read the archive posts and you'll see what happened to me. I believe God is working hard in my life and I have actually got a connection with God firs the first time in my whole life. I feel alive and free. I can't explain to others about the feeling of having God inside me, but if you're a christian you'll know what I'm talking about.
Anyhow, see I can ramble on for ages if I let myself. See going off topic again, Lisa Anne think girl. Yes I talk to myself even when I'm writing about my day. God help me. Right now I feel God talking to me and he never stops talking when I'm writing, praying or just listening to things in church or at my C.R.H.P. meetings with my girls. Yeah, I believe the girls have touch my heart and have let me be me till I was ready to let God touch me and lead me into the work he has for me. Yeah, I know I always told myself when I was back in England I would never listen to God as he took my only family that loved me away and since then I have been alone.
I do like the way the American say things at times. Don't get me wrong, I love England language and how we spell things RIGHT! not like the American's who can't spell for beans in my book. I have a feeling if I took my hubby to England he'd love the bus services, the train service and the health network. If I had a choice I'd go home, but I don't have a choice. I let God guide me to where I should live. I believe he guided me to America and to meet the people I have met and what goes on in my life.
I never really had a faith or believed in God that much when I was in England. I would go to church, but never really felt connected with God. I started searching for answers to many of my questions about belief and God and if he existed. Till I meet my husband and came to America to meet him, I gave up on God. I thought he wasn't listening to me or wanting to be in my life. But now I'm going to church every Sunday, going to my C.R.H.P. meetings. I have found God in such a way I believe he is guiding my hands and letting we work wonders with my writing and also with my prayers.
On the first or second Sunday of the Lenten season, I had such an experience I felt pain free for a little while. If you knew me, I have never been without pain in my whole life. Read the archive posts and you'll see what happened to me. I believe God is working hard in my life and I have actually got a connection with God firs the first time in my whole life. I feel alive and free. I can't explain to others about the feeling of having God inside me, but if you're a christian you'll know what I'm talking about.
Anyhow, see I can ramble on for ages if I let myself. See going off topic again, Lisa Anne think girl. Yes I talk to myself even when I'm writing about my day. God help me. Right now I feel God talking to me and he never stops talking when I'm writing, praying or just listening to things in church or at my C.R.H.P. meetings with my girls. Yeah, I believe the girls have touch my heart and have let me be me till I was ready to let God touch me and lead me into the work he has for me. Yeah, I know I always told myself when I was back in England I would never listen to God as he took my only family that loved me away and since then I have been alone.
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