tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25260472036904846812024-02-07T18:07:35.884-08:0090 day challangedebmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-15629781075909297372011-04-18T03:30:00.000-07:002011-04-18T03:31:11.511-07:00He is the potter and we are the Clay<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3m82jDzgSwZ-q8BYHnGjX1S-5kQWParOqg6OYRIZn-eDpbvILOSbalqTl4lPs1zuYOwwkeTL-f8ueEvhyatGtzfyH_99TDBUXLFnkwuEECd0ZYH7N6RxzbxzgY8OQ50QVxnGYRedA3LV/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3m82jDzgSwZ-q8BYHnGjX1S-5kQWParOqg6OYRIZn-eDpbvILOSbalqTl4lPs1zuYOwwkeTL-f8ueEvhyatGtzfyH_99TDBUXLFnkwuEECd0ZYH7N6RxzbxzgY8OQ50QVxnGYRedA3LV/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Today I remembered a powerful woman of God who use to pastor here on the Goldie, Jane Moncrieff prophesying over me many years ago, when my love for writing was a secret. <br />
She said that I was going to write words from our Fathers heart, which would first prophesy to me than to others … <br />
well I want to confirm that it is coming to pass, </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;">In 2009<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>i went thru the darkest journey of my life ,The D word had caught up with me and was holding me hostage ,Yes i got a severe bout of depression <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>following my hubbys accident …..i would cry about nothing ,I would yell when no need ,and then ,one week end I just lost it ,I fell apart if only I had stopped trying to keep it all together …agggrrrhhh and here is me writing a book called Feminine yet Fearless © when really I wanted to call it being (feral and frightened )ha-ha <br />
So I am really seeking God in helping me to use my experiences, raw and real and see women firstly in r churches set free, then in our communities ,enabling them to breathe but of course it starts with me agggrrhh don’t ya hate that !!!!!!!!!!!!! </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;">I had been seeking God about the way i had been feeling when I got a picture of a beautiful vase, it was as if was watching a video.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I looked at this vase and it was chipped it was being moved around a room and kept getting chipped and I saw a women running around with glue fixing all the chips ,the vase no longer looked attractive it had more cracks in it than a pavement, and it no longer looked like it was originally suppose to look </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;"><br />
<span style="color: black;">Then I saw <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a man he picked up the vase and smashed it ….. he then lead the women to a chair and he started to make a new one …….it was even better than the previous one </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;"><br />
<span style="color: black;">I felt God say that that truly it is his desire for us …..He no longer wants us to cover up all the chips every time we get hurt or knocked about and hope no one sees, or can even tell . he want us to rid of the false attitude of ,as long as it looks Good that’s all that should matter........ Because eventually the cracks will show …..He wants us to be completely broken .so that he can make us new molding us to His way </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;"><br />
<span style="color: black;">Some of us treat our lives like great grandmas antique vase ,the thought of losing it to get a better one is the most absurd thing you’ve ever heard…… so at all cost you try to keep it together ,when it’s really falling apart </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Tahoma", "sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;"><br />
<span style="color: black;">Girls I don’t know where you’re at …maybe it’s just me …..but I doubt it …….. <br />
But I believe God calling us to a place of honesty before him and others,a place where there is nothing left , but Him ….a place where he is the only one to fill us … <br />
Girls we have an amazing destiny …our promise land could be as close as our next breath …but we will never make it unless we smash our old ways, and become broken in the potter’s hands <br />
Oouch its not painless but the results are breathtaking…………………….. <br />
Love you all debs xx</span></span></div>debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-14593061263953745892011-03-30T20:35:00.000-07:002011-03-30T20:35:08.727-07:00Issues of the Heart<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikPPPSEdiQxFmbJuz0OPTgPoQadeCRZyauZNsB2BYltLFzZhBZsEgmBxBFL7_xZzrEj7RrffulAQ1a57RCIPWNW9oPMIUvLEvLRAwkuN_CDEfIVDu0Y1gF2kihvSf4AgqFs6R_dOmo_i1p/s1600/imagesCAIN9U64.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="310" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikPPPSEdiQxFmbJuz0OPTgPoQadeCRZyauZNsB2BYltLFzZhBZsEgmBxBFL7_xZzrEj7RrffulAQ1a57RCIPWNW9oPMIUvLEvLRAwkuN_CDEfIVDu0Y1gF2kihvSf4AgqFs6R_dOmo_i1p/s400/imagesCAIN9U64.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My challenge this week hasn’t only been limited to the past 7days, its been a while but the past 7days has taught me so much </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“it wasn’t supposed to be like this” is a saying <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>if I am honest you can hear me crying out to God , Having a family member affected by a brain injury can cause many issues ,yet one thing I am learning is even though it can cause many unwanted issues that are out of our control ....the biggest thing is, its caused <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>me to look at my heart, to dig in to the crevice of my heart the minuscule areas were I thought no pain could possibly live ...the hallways of my heart <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were my dreams seemed to stop ...the windows of my heart <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were all my ideals escaped ....</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">(<span style="color: blue; font-family: TimesNewRoman; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRoman;"> John 14:1</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: TimesNewRoman; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRoman;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me.)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hate to say it but it’s been far from pleasant it’s not a simple as handing it over quoting a a small number of scriptures and letting it Go ...when God gives you a heart transplant it’s a pretty tedious job <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He doesn’t just automatically come and say Today’s the day for your new heart </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He waits in the natural the Dr doesn’t come to someone in need of a heart transplant and tell them ohhh i think ill give you a heart transplant?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">What happens is the patient notices something is wrong they feel some pain, and then they go to the specialist </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Its the same in the spirit Pain in our lives is an indicator something is wrong ....and only the specialist can fix it..The greatest heart surgeon of all times is Jesus Christ</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When we go to him he gently guides us to the heart issue (<span style="color: blue; font-family: TimesNewRoman; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRoman;">Proverbs 15:13</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: TimesNewRoman; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRoman;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit.)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He lovingly takes us in his arms and reassures us that HE is in control </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Yet slowly but surely one section at a time he restores our hearts back to life .by breathing hope and strength love and encouragement </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">So if your reading this and you know there is a twinge of pain that don’t feel right ....don’t be embarrassed to tell the King ......he is waiting arms wide open ..life’s to short to live with a heart that needs to be healed ..there is to much to be done </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Bless you as you live a life of transparency and truth so that the Light and Love of God<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>can be seen brighter than ever before </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Love Debs xx</span></div>debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-4022522823040714612011-02-04T15:39:00.000-08:002011-02-04T15:39:51.169-08:00Keep GoingI think i will have to change the name of this blog to a life time challenge the further i go on in this i realise oh my goodness ill never nail this in 90day ,ever felt that way ?<br />
foe me the biggest challenge of the past few weeks is letting go and letting God when it comes to your teens a very painful thing but also knowing that they are Gods anyway and only he can protect /challenge /transform <br />
I guess one of the hardest things is knowing that they have to know make their own choices good and bad, i just don't want them to make bad ones :(<br />
I have also been challenged about standing strong in the call God has for me ....Some days i feel its all to hard and i would like to go to a tropical island and sip on pina coladas al day ......<br />
The scripture i have been mediating on is 2 Corinthians 4:5-13 and that as the message version says i am only the errand runner ....and iam going to run well <br />
weight loss :::::: Mmmm well its happening just slower than i thought,realise i need to start adding running in to my walks again ..funny as iam not really in to exercise haha <br />
I guess if i had one word to encourage you all with as i sight out it would be "Keep going,rest if need be,but be real and watch what God does"<br />
love debs xxxxx<br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvfa1evPwfT340PUHOSak2PSxcn5vLYrWtjmErE97E4Sxnsws7vdzbawrz5umg7O3pFLvFna7LiCjlM00OQTW-YyKqbw_H9MevYg3esAgK8I_1UWr20Cu10ikSDQlkWzFUneaaA38Gc8QN/s1600/keep+going.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvfa1evPwfT340PUHOSak2PSxcn5vLYrWtjmErE97E4Sxnsws7vdzbawrz5umg7O3pFLvFna7LiCjlM00OQTW-YyKqbw_H9MevYg3esAgK8I_1UWr20Cu10ikSDQlkWzFUneaaA38Gc8QN/s400/keep+going.bmp" width="400" /></a></div>debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-85468872372805957362011-01-09T16:43:00.000-08:002011-01-09T16:43:08.128-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyzUtBTtQ-N83wqv2YFNxzvV_k8oelMQvPDN-_-EyOntiDrixJOE5gNl2tUT_HfyrBOpjY4JiHoA-AR-o5TE9ffxGBAnQJePTctQWFS3nJK_0Q_qCWo4HX2lLbG55G0OhyphenhyphenAVNfPq7gyDu/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="370" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyzUtBTtQ-N83wqv2YFNxzvV_k8oelMQvPDN-_-EyOntiDrixJOE5gNl2tUT_HfyrBOpjY4JiHoA-AR-o5TE9ffxGBAnQJePTctQWFS3nJK_0Q_qCWo4HX2lLbG55G0OhyphenhyphenAVNfPq7gyDu/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Its been a while since i have been here ..</div><div style="text-align: center;">The new year brings about so much stuff,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have to say Iam looking forward to almost being back to normal, love my morning lay in but need to get some routine happening ......</div><div style="text-align: center;">i have been thinking lately of the things i want to achieve this year and realised for the last 3 years almost i have been like a sleepy giant </div><div style="text-align: center;">Iam determined in my heart to put those things in to place and have started with some already one being my weight </div><div style="text-align: center;">1......i realise that losing weight for me was a bigger issue far more than any diet could help with </div><div style="text-align: center;">following my serious depression i had last year i began to see that when we are in that place nothing can get us out except for the healing touch of God </div><div style="text-align: center;">so I am and have been allowing my self the freedom to just be me ...</div><div style="text-align: center;">love watching what our God does ,and feeling overwhelmed by the love his is pouring out up on me </div><div style="text-align: center;">2.......3years ago watching my son deal with the pain of his dad in hospital i began to write a little story about feeling different .....its for little boys to realise that who they are is good enough it was just an idea ..and yet last week i saw the illustrations completed ..a little more editing to go and Jessie will be done </div><div style="text-align: center;">3......to finish of the girls version of Jessie</div><div style="text-align: center;">and he list goes on and on </div><div style="text-align: center;">iam not prepared to let the enemy rob me no longer </div><div style="text-align: center;">i have determined that from this year forward i will put my hand to the plough ..and what ever my hand touches it will prosper </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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and i got a picture and it was the Lord holding out the most amazing colorful coat i have ever seen ......<br />
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he was holding it out as if he was wanting to place it on me but i just seemed too stare at it ,<br />
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it got me to think that so often we wont let him dress us in his coat of favor ,<br />
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we may not think were good enough<br />
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maybe we don't like the colour he offers us ,<br />
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or maybe we don't like to stand out ...<br />
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well girls this year am saying yes to the coat ...am not no longer gonna settle for drabs or second best<br />
i am going to live out and see each and every dream in my heart fulfilled<br />
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as that coat holds so many things and i want them all ....<br />
come on join me<br />
just put your arms out and he will cloth you with it ....................<br />
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wow now the world will see us ,and want what we have ...........and guess what with this type of coat r bums cant look fat ,and it goes with everything<br />
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love you all debs xxx<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Lets never forget that its but for Gods Grace Go I</div>debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-88758497279055300422010-12-21T11:01:00.000-08:002010-12-21T11:03:22.874-08:00day 14Today i have learned so much more of how when God calls you he enables you to do all things<br />
have been blown away by the generous people that surround us <br />
Saw today that so many people have never ever experienced a touch of Gods extravagant favour <br />
Saw once again the prophetic word that Nathan Mahler and Amanda Wells spoke over our church 3yrs ago about our leaders God has for us are those from the community once again i saw it take root <br />
truly blown away that our Gods WAYS are not ours .........and in that we can restdebmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-65002021969124086222010-12-19T15:58:00.000-08:002010-12-19T15:58:55.326-08:00A womens guide to nakedness: Ok according to Australian statistics 1in 3 women ...<a href="http://debmatho-awomensguidetonakedness.blogspot.com/2010/12/ok-according-to-australian-statistics.html?spref=bl">A womens guide to nakedness: Ok according to Australian statistics 1in 3 women ...</a>: "Ok according to Australian statistics 1in 3 women have had an abortion ....that is every 3 women ...that means in our churches ...workplace ..."debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-58926177269097609642010-12-19T15:07:00.000-08:002010-12-19T15:07:38.477-08:00Day 13Iam loving How God is unravelling the things that i have tangled ...<br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx3mTSkZZraIAg7JD1hWd1Uys7kCULNL5Ivy-cM3iYsO8GSWX7NytRRrzdlF-TmmikyvR9hDDUglC83LYmQbTU96We2pf2eYn6-ypZNXr7X3j3VOOVYng3hFROI4OP6H1rpvWgKI-yxiNk/s1600/knot.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx3mTSkZZraIAg7JD1hWd1Uys7kCULNL5Ivy-cM3iYsO8GSWX7NytRRrzdlF-TmmikyvR9hDDUglC83LYmQbTU96We2pf2eYn6-ypZNXr7X3j3VOOVYng3hFROI4OP6H1rpvWgKI-yxiNk/s200/knot.bmp" width="200" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">unwillingly tangled,but tangled never the less ....</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Often in times of despair, we can so long to have thing back to the way they once was...</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> that we spin our selves in a rewind position and get all tangled up in the process </div>love the challenge of taking out the knots .................<br />
Love my God <br />
He is with me all the waydebmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-4982941210303105492010-12-18T13:43:00.000-08:002010-12-18T13:43:45.479-08:00day 12 Well i have missed a few days of writing ....but not the challenge that's for sure ......<br />
i think my deepest challenge the past few days has been resting in the arms of the king ....when i say rest i mean REST true arms up in the air surrendered rest<br />
You see usually i can find myself resting but with the occasional squirm......i guess that's why this challenge is so important as its been nearly 3 years since i have truly known that type of rest ......<br />
guess i have just felt safe hanging on to some sense of control<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">learning once more to place my life in his hands ....and lose control</div>simple to some, yet an area that feels so beautiful to be in once again<br />
.......urmmmmm hope the weight challenge goes as smoothly ha ha<br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj25k_nsHUcN8V3SiAW2wf-qo2gDymlMS6zxxey3nXRHXNFpa1-BZ96kweoD0ZXU4RoNrVVqPM4PNxpYwaUn8Sju8aA_mY9HhP95r6Em5MrBwd7Ww3RH-cUSdYbMa2G6TWiUNeBAt1Q4zXe/s1600/fathers+hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj25k_nsHUcN8V3SiAW2wf-qo2gDymlMS6zxxey3nXRHXNFpa1-BZ96kweoD0ZXU4RoNrVVqPM4PNxpYwaUn8Sju8aA_mY9HhP95r6Em5MrBwd7Ww3RH-cUSdYbMa2G6TWiUNeBAt1Q4zXe/s1600/fathers+hand.jpg" /></a></div>debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-47552219740506225432010-12-14T16:01:00.000-08:002010-12-14T16:01:51.854-08:00Day 8 .....Well one thing i have found is i am always a day behind in writing ha ha <br />
Day 8 wow feels like day 88 ha ha <br />
Looked at a house yesterday once again it was not for us ...i praise God he gives me discernment as soon as i sat out side just knew No !! <br />
Agggrrhhhh iam i being to fussy ...iam i confused ???<br />
What is the lesson ??<br />
I think i should maybe change the title of this blog to a LIFETIME CHALLENGE <br />
I learned today that some things baffle me more than others <br />
i also learnt that all that glitters is not Gold <br />
I conquered wanting a pkt of chips while i wrote last night <br />
I also conquered my laundry <br />
I realise that the journey laid before me is not always going to be easy ...but iam strapped in for the whole duration ..not giving updebmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-27522034229617849052010-12-13T13:22:00.000-08:002010-12-13T13:22:57.075-08:00Day 77days down 83 to go hahaha <br />
Mmmmmm day 7 shingles easing up ....had beautiful day with the Lord .....went to veiw house only to find realestate had made a mistake and booked me in for today (Tuesday) <br />
love the fact that before I can even begin to lose weight, i have to lose myself once again in God ....love the healing that is happening to my soul ...love that iam finaly taking my hands off the things I once had that no longer are, and learning daily to embrace the new .........debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-24889487671496536582010-12-11T21:24:00.000-08:002010-12-11T21:24:52.887-08:00Day 6<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3Qetob1SoR3g9JuqmjxJogOcfZ8mBVIv2m2uG2UUgzoYNOGKX1sqtEd6m8mXx3mUQLCld_eHp64PNOeQ3bJExLPLKNf8Si-pDo7s_v1seUglk-dNHyZQwUJ4jvzu86Lf8m7YJ8IZ1ZLN/s1600/rain.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3Qetob1SoR3g9JuqmjxJogOcfZ8mBVIv2m2uG2UUgzoYNOGKX1sqtEd6m8mXx3mUQLCld_eHp64PNOeQ3bJExLPLKNf8Si-pDo7s_v1seUglk-dNHyZQwUJ4jvzu86Lf8m7YJ8IZ1ZLN/s1600/rain.bmp" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Today i woke feeling weak in body soul and spirit ..it took every bit to get up get dressed and go to church to pray ......Today i learned a amazing lesson one i thought i knew ...one i have even preached on ..yet Today it hitme right in my heart ...when we are truly weak he is our strength no person book or confrence can fill that </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span class="messageBody">Love that when we truly have no more to give, God steps in and says Good.... now step aside and recive ...and just pours showers of blessings up you ...i feel i have been soaked this morning in hes amazing comformation of favour</span></div>debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-57551450664720313132010-12-11T21:17:00.000-08:002010-12-11T21:17:32.571-08:00Day 5Well today i woke with yet another bout of shingles ..inflamed glands and a huge headache...had so much to do, houses to see Dr to visit grocery's to buy ...and feeling quite teary after finding out on wed that the Dr's have declared medically speaking Shaun can no longer work ...and must go on disability ...my heart sand wondering when on eart will i let Go of what once was was and move forward ..so i decided to drive just drive and chat to God..as i did i looked in the mirror and noticed how bad my regrowth was looking ,yet in order to have it done beautiful i have to wait for the lady next week ...as i looked at my regrowth God so spoke to me and said "debs to answer your question its not until you are so stripped back that I can then work in and Thu you with this ...you can pretend your healed and over it, as that's just like buying a $2 hair dye and hoping for the best You have to be patient and give it time an TRUST that i know whats best "debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-66658512016564553822010-12-09T10:12:00.001-08:002010-12-09T10:12:51.551-08:00Day 4agggrhhhh will iever nail this thing ........debmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-24736009886486071792010-12-08T04:58:00.000-08:002010-12-08T04:58:43.736-08:00Day 3Today i rememberd it was Day 3<br />
I started good, but then due to it being my hubbys birthday<br />
butter chicken, taziki and naan bread kind of took me of track haha <br />
The things you do for love <br />
I loved my word i read this morning,it said Greater is HE that is in me than he that is in the world ........looking foward to what day 4 has in storedebmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-61856437070328979022010-12-07T12:16:00.000-08:002010-12-07T12:16:31.615-08:00Day 2wow what can i say .....truth being i forgot it was day 2 haha<br />
iam sure day 3 will be better xxxdebmathohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14771705928662574124noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2526047203690484681.post-46138685685150380512010-12-05T17:07:00.000-08:002010-12-05T17:07:28.706-08:00Day 1<table class="posts" id="posts"><tbody>
<tr class="last selected"><td class="title" onclick="setSelected(this, "732917931731346490");"><div class="postContents"><div _loaded="true" class="entirePost">Ok well here goes ...after a few weeks of flat out procratination i have decided to get serious <br />
being recently challanged by amazing women of God from generations sisterhood site ...i realised that unless came out of the closet so to speak and put it out there to be held accountable for i figured nothing would change ..<br />
I am doing this 90 day challange for no one else but me and ion doing so i know i will honour God my hubby and my gourgous kids ...i know i will be a better friend,neigbour,pastor and i also know that i will step in to new realms of favour <br />
so here goes ....i place myself on the slab for all to see ......i will put photos up so my progress can be seen by all and intend to be real and honest about this 90 day journey <br />
in saying that i really have nothing to report except to say i intend to walk tonight 20kilos is a lot of weight to lose ......but i know that it wont fall off by me doing nothing <br />
i intend to complete tasks that i have started and yet to finish <br />
I intend to allow myself to completly let go at all i have lost and see it as gaining so much more <br />
Iam excited expectant yet a tad nervous .....but iam beliving that small steps eventually complete the journey <br />
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