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unwholesome? what’s that?

unwholesome? what’s that?

“Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.” –Ephesians 4:29

A friend of mine posted this on her Facebook status today, and I was really thankful for the reminder. Then I started thinking…what exactly does this mean?  Unwholesome talk?  I decided to look a little further.

From www.dictionary.com:

unwholesome  (ʌnˈhəʊlsəm)
— adj
1. detrimental to physical or mental health: an unwholesome climate
2. morally harmful or depraved: unwholesome practices
3. indicative of illness, esp in appearance
4. (esp of food) of inferior quality

This really gets me thinking about some of the stuff I say.  I mean…don’t get me wrong, I’m a pretty decent girl.  I just seem to speak before I think sometimes.  I know I have hurt people before without meaning to.  We can face it…we’ve all done that.  I am going to attempt to meditate on this Word and apply it to my life.

I don’t want to be detrimental to anyone.  I don’t want to be morally harmful.  And really – I don’t want to be ill and unwholesome talk indicates that there is an infection somewhere.

 

Abba Father, please heal the infection in me that causes me to let unwholesome talk proceed out of my mouth. Use me, God, to lift others up and make their lives better.  Create in me a pure heart and clean hands, my Lord. Amen.

I searched for a while to find something that expresses how I feel.  I didn’t really find anything. All the verses, poems and songs I found sounded rather cliche.

I adored you, Momma Cat.  You taught me so much about Jesus, about spiritual warfare, about being a woman, and about love.  I’m so grateful to our God for every moment I had with you. 

Lately I’ve been thinking about middle of the night trips to Wal-Mart to buy comforters and things.  Remembering 09/11/01 when we were together and how much you reassured me that things would be okay.  We cried together that day, and I remember thinking that I would never forget it. 

Time kept going by, too fast, but I always think of you.  Some of the things make me laugh. Like the time Joey scared you, Johnnie, Jamie and I at Fuller’s Park so bad.  I still don’t know how he made it all the way out there and home before we did.  Or the time when Piggo got into Diddy’s bag and ate cigarettes and toothpaste.

Then the tears come; knowing I can’t see you again, that I can’t laugh and talk with you.  I have cried so much that I keep thinking it’s not possible to go on again yet the tears always return.  It broke my heart to lose you and a part of it went with you when you left.

I will cherish the memories with you forever, Catherine.  I loved you so much and I miss you more than words can say.

 

 

In Loving Memory
Catherine O’Linda Hawthorn
February 26, 1954 — August 10, 2011

 

 

With love,

Sara

rambling…

rambling…

Take my life, God and make it wholly Yours.  Invade me and make Your habitation here within me.  My voice is Yours; may it sing Your songs, bring You glory, edify those around me and bring Hope to those who don’t yet know You. My words could never be enough, O’ God; may my actions reflect what I say I believe.  Blessed are You, my Father.

Let me remember that You never forget me.  That through everything, You are truly there carrying me, my King.  When I am lost, You have not lost me.

I want to be like You, Jesus.  Not like the people who say they know You.  ’Christians’ are so far from where they should be. I want to be like my Jesus! I know I’ll never achieve being like You, but I want to!  Don’t let my heart grow weary.

I struggle with understanding how You can love someone like me.  I know that You do, but I cannot understand why.  I’m so broken.

There is none like You!  Blessed be Your name.  You give and take away. I choose to believe that You are continually working things together for my good.  Thank You, thank You, thank You!

revelation through Revelation

revelation through Revelation

During my lunch hour, I was trying to get caught up on reading Revelation (I’m behind!!!) and as I re-read about the 144,000 – fear welled up in me.  I asked Chad if he thought it was a literal number of the believers who will be given the mark of the Living God.  When he replied yes, I got chills.  How many people are in earth?  How many claim Christ?  I’m sure that the ratio would be staggering. Maybe I will look into that when I get home. I started thinking that “what if” I think I have a relationship with the Father but He doesn’t count it? What if I’m not good enough?  What if, what if, what if?

Anyhow, Chad refused to let me question that which I know deep down is true; God loves me and I belong to Him alone.

Thank you, Chadwick. I appreciate it.

Thank You, Father, for friends who serve You and for loving me through everything.

Day 1 – Your best friend.

Day 1 – Your best friend.

My best friend.  Hmm.  Usually when people ask who my best friend is, I say Edna.  It’s an automatic response these days.  We’ve been “best” friends for nearly 20 years.  I’m searching my heart now to make sure I’ve got the answer right.  First, lets look at what qualifies a person as a best friend.

From dictionary.com:

best friend
noun
the one friend who is closest to you

The one friend who is closest to me.  Yeah, I suppose that it still Edna.  :) There have been times in the last 19 years when we weren’t the closest, but I think we are now.  I hope that she knows how much I value her and just generally love her.  Edna has the biggest heart in the world for children.  She has two adopted girls (my God-daughters, Keely and Kayley) and currently has three foster children.  By the time she is done fostering, she hopes to have adopted five children.  I think that is an amazing goal and I know that God is using her mightily in this way.

Thank you, Edna – for 19 lovely years of friendship. I hope we have *at least* that many more. I love you and I praise God for you.

thoughts

thoughts

I really need to work on my thoughts. I think we all know that we’re to hold every thought captive [2 Corinthians 10:5], according to His Word.

I’m really struggling with that. I have bad thoughts. Loads of them. I have been trying to cast the negative thoughts down when they come, but it’s difficult. I won’t give up, though – I just want to be honest. Sexual thoughts are the most difficult. I think it’s because of sexual abuse I suffered in the past, PLUS the generational sexual sin curse. I had a lot of sexual sin in my life before I met Jesus and some even after that.

I’m fighting the fight and since God is with me; I’m aiming to win it.

Thank You, my God, for thou hast saved me.

New Tattoos

New Tattoos

I got two new tattoos.

They’re on the inside of my wrists.

Matthew 22:37-40

Jesus said, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your passion and prayer and intelligence.’ This is the most important, the first on any list. But there is a second to set alongside it: ‘Love others as well as you love yourself.’ These two commands are pegs; everything in God’s Law and the Prophets hangs from them.”

That’s why. :)