Just Praising Jesus :-)

Hey everybody :-) So it has been awhile since I have posted! Been busy busy! I am doing good by Jesus' love and caring hands! I am so thankful for Him. The One who keeps me sane! Just talking to Him makes everthing alright in my world! He is so amazing. You know sometimes I'll look up into the sky or just look around and think... "God has been here for so long and He has got everything in control. He made the world and everything in it." It just makes you feel good to be alive!!

Weary soul who has been fighting so long do not give up! God sees you and what you have need of before you even ask! Just trust Him! The battle is not to make you weak but to make you a strong soldier in Him! DON'T GIVE UP!!!!



Blessings and Love,
Tiffany

A New Year's Prayer

I was reading the "Dear Abby" section today in the newspaper. Someone had sent in a prayer by St. Francis. I personally love this prayer, because it sums up what our light for Christ should be.

"Lord make me an instrument of your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me show love;

Where there is doubt, faith;

Where there is despair, hope;

Where there is darkness, light;

and Where there is sadness, joy;

O' Divine Master, grant that I may not

so much to seek to be consoled as to console;

to be understood, as to understand;

to be loved, as to love;

For it is giving that we recieve,

It is pardoning, that we are pardoned

and it is dying that we are born to

Eternal Life"

1st Christmas & Remembering

This year was my family's first Christmas without my Beautiful. Precious Momma. But as I read in someone's elses blog. She is spending Christmas with Jesus. Her love for the Lord was so passionate. I remember a time even though she must have been in a lot of pain. ( I think she sheltered a lot of times how much she must have hurt) But she got on her knees and prayed. Her courage lives on in my heart. Touching Jesus was all that mattered to her. I remember a couple of days before she passed we nearly lost her. Our double wide filled with all sorts of family, the room was filled with doubt. As I was and a few other people were holding on for a miracle. I remember leaving for church and telling that room of people I had faith and they better get some or something to that effect. It no longer matters to me what I said. The night before she passed away I came in from church ( We were having a Youth Explosion which we did not stop despite the fact of my momma's sickness and even her passing each night we were in service.. I did not want to stop. I knew my mom would want us to have church) I told her that we were going to make it and she said "Of course" Throughout everything she wanted me to talk Faith. Even when hospice came she reassured me they were only going to help, that it did not mean she was going to die. I was angered nearly every time a hospice nurse visited. I remember one day in particular. The hospice nurse was asking all sorts of questions. Even though my momma was laying there on the couch sleeping she asked what funeral home we would be using. Oh. My.Word. I know the lady was just doing her job. But for pete's sake! My momma held on to faith so strongly. She came to the Youth Explosion four days before her passing I believe. Even though she sat in the van (We were outside in a tent) My pastor prayed for her and told her to believe for God's healing and to confess her healing. She did of course even though she was half out of it with medicine. These are bittersweet memories. I cry because I miss her so much and at the same time I am impacted by her love for Jesus. I know she got her healing. Just in a way I did not want. Some days I think of the last few weeks of her life and they play continually in my mind. I try not to think of the day she went home. It was a day of shock and I comforted other people that whole weekend. Her life was definitely celebrated in that weekend. Only God gave me the strength to face it. She was truly my best friend. I wanted to share some photos I took last Christmas of her.