Gigi's Blog

My mom used to collect Wizard of Oz memorabilia.  Not to the point of being obsessed with it by any means.  In fact I think we (her family) took every birthday and any other chance to gift give as an assumption we’d get the latest salt and pepper shaker of Toto and she’d love it..  I remember when Meagan was 6 going to see Wizard of Oz on ice and mother was excited about that.  I think the reason that my mother loves that movie is because her feet look like Dorothy’s.  It makes me sick.  I have feet that look sort of like……………..mmmm I guess maybe something from a horror movie, and my mother has size 6, perfectly petite, perfectly painted, perfect pretty feet.  I covet them in every way.  If you see her at church Sunday, go up and ask her to look at her feet.  I can promise you they will look as if they’d just been manicured.  Ah the characters.  Do you identify with any?  I most definitely identify with the scarecrow (but you know that).  Need a heart?-tin min.  Need a home?-Dorothy.  Need some courage?-cowardly lion.  But at some point my mother said that she had all the water globes, salt and pepper shakers, pot holders, soap dispensers, cookie jars, stuffed animals, porcelain dolls, spoons, shirts, gowns, books, special edition movie copies, Christmas ornaments, pocketbooks, teapots that she really needed………..for the rest of her life.  So, now at her birthday we always pass, pick up, take to the check-out counter, remember what she said and put it back, and end up getting her a gift card.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LEEyijiTW-I&feature=related

The cowardly lion.  What an oxymoron.  This is me today.  Is it you?  Here’s the LION for crying out loud, who could have growled and possibly terrified his opponents. Instead though http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23ZqedYqBpQ&NR=1

Are you the cowardly Christian today like me? 

Proverbs 28:1 The wicked man flees though no one pursues,
       but the righteous are as bold as a lion.

I don’t think that means as bold as a cowardly lion.  No, not I don’t think it doesn’t mean that, I know it doesn’t. 

I was sitting here a bit ago weighted down with life.  I carry around a 10,000 lb boulder of guilt and shame placed on me I believe by Satan.  I was just feeling so responsible for things that I’m really not responsible for, feeling so overwhelmed by things I can’t change, feeling empty.  At some point I felt God lifting that, but only when I heard Him say “I have taken these burdens, but you must let me.”  I gladly said “OK.”  It’s so difficult to know who you are in Christ when you are the only one who knows.  See, I find my self-worth and identity in what you think of me.  So if you don’t tell me I’m a good person, an acceptable person, then in my mind I’m not.  That is totally wrong-on my part.  God says I’m forgiven and he understands and his grace and mercy is new each morning.  The only acceptance I need is God’s-and I have it.  So for me to feel a constant sense of shame is wrong.  It’s wrong for too.  If you have allowed Christ to consume your heart and take up permanent residence, then you’re a new creature.  Old things aren’t there any more.  But I firmly believe that we have the free will to live in defeat until the return of Christ and be so miserable.  I don’t want to be rude, dismissive to godly council, spiritually arrogant, prideful, or anything else that would come across flippant; I do however know that the only help for my cancerous self-hatred is find my true identity in the one who says He loves me-just the way He created me.  So, if someone says something that’s meant to………….well……………..offer me their “friendly advice” and you see me stick my face upward and let it roll of my back, just know that I’m not ignoring them, I’m asking God what He thinks.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUfDxRelPHg&feature=related

How ya like me now??

• Main
• archives
• Albums
• Links
• Admin
• Send us a story!
• Summary-Blog Directory

• Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart
• 6 days to go...............
• The Blind leading the Blind
• My yoke is easy and my burden is light
• My belly hurts, I mean stomach
• You don't get it
• Does God Hate??
• Pickles and Ice Cream not needed??

• General [138]

• RSS 0.90
• RSS 1.0
• RSS 2.0
• Atom