Uncensored Heart

With the upcoming holidays...here is some food for thought.... “The man who follows Christ in solitary mourning is greater than he who praises Christ amid the congregation of men.” "The way of humility is this: self-control, prayer, and thinking yourself inferior to all creatures." "But I say to you," the Lord says, "love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, pray for those who persecute you." Why did he command these things? So that he might free you from hatred, sadness, anger and grudges, and might grant you the greatest possession of all, perfect love, which is impossible to possess except by the one who loves all equally in imitation of God. "All of us who are human beings are in the image of God. But to be in his likeness belongs only to those who by great love have attached their freedom to God."

Why do so many people miss the real meaning of Christmas?          The majority of people in the world will miss the next Christmas. But how can that be? How can anyone miss Christmas, given the amount of advertising, publicity, and promotion the holiday receives each year? Because although many celebrate Christmas every year, most don't know what it's about. In spite of all the media promotion of Christmas, the majority of people will miss it because it has become so obscured. For those of us who know and love the Lord Jesus Christ, Christmas is a time to focus on His birth. But even we can get caught up in the swirl of activity around Christmastime and can miss it in a practical sense. Satan has so cluttered the Christian concept of Christmas with such needless paraphernalia that its true meaning is easily lost. A Brief History of Christmas Most scholars doubt that December 25th is the true date of Christ's birth. There is no biblical ...

Make me the channel of your peace   Where there is hatred, let me bring your love   Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord:   And where there is doubt, the true faith in you.     O master, grant that I may never seek   So much to be consoled, as to console   To be understood as to understand   To be loved as to love with all my soul.     Make me a channel of your peace   Where there is despair in life, let me bring hope   Where there is darkness only light   And where there is sadness, only joy.     O master, grant that I may never seek   So much to be consoled, as to console   To be understood as to understand   To be loved as to love with all my soul.     Make me a channel of your peace   It is in pardoning that we are pardoned   In giving to all men that we receive   And in dying that ...

As we near the holidays this season, or actually are in them as I write...I know that like myself we tend to become much more nostalgic and we remember those who are no longer with us. I know, I am very guilty of that as well....however, I am well on the road of healing that wound this season. I am alot more at peace with my fathers death. I have been given a much greater gift than sorrow could ever stop. The ultimate gift of love and peace in a way few people are lucky enough to experience. That being said I want to post this poem in the hopes it helps others begin the healing process..... "Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there. I do not sleep. I am the thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die."

I am posting the lyrics to my favorite Christmas carol because I think the words to this carol are so very special..... Silent Night Silent night, Holy night All is calm, all is bright Round young virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace!   Silent night, Holy night Son of God love's pure light Radiant beams from thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus, Lord at thy birth, Jesus, Lord at thy birth!   Silent night, Holy night Shepherds quake at the sight Glories stream from heaven above Heavenly hosts sing Hallelujah Christ the Savior is born, Christ the Savior is born!

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.  Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.” As everyone knows, I have fallen madly and deeply in love with what I would easily call my soulmate. In admitting and coming to terms with this aspect, I have learned some interesting things about myself and that very emotion. First of all, love and pain do go hand in hand. The pain, also in the form of fear has nearly crippled me. I was reserved to walk away because the man I love made me face parts of myself I wasn’t ready to. I had nearly convinced myself that I wasn’t ready for...

“ Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name.” As we pass Thanksgiving, I look back on yesterday and remain in thought as to how many people, myself included stopped for a minute to think and say a simple thank you. I know I didn’t until I went to bed, therefore, in my nightly prayers. It was a simple task, and we forget. We are only human as the saying goes, so we are expected to forget, be mean, and completely ignore our responsibility to be a good person or at least try. I went to the store the other night. I was stopped about 3 yards from the door, engine was running and I was waiting on my mother to come out. My daughter was in the backseat. I was not blocking anyone in and was conscious and still looking around making sure I was ok to be there. Out of nowhere a man came up in front of my car, banged both fists on my hood and proceeded to use some choice words I would rather not repeat rather loudly. I calmly look...

I have been good and sweet for a while and I have tried my best to keep my mouth shut, but I cant. I don’t judge people at all, I have no room too given my own life and actions that, well leave a little something to be desired. So, I realize I am not perfect and have flaws of my own…however, I am also realistic. That reality has been at times labeled as harsh, and to that I say life is harsh. However, pop theology and self labeling of Christians is driving me up a tree. We are trying so hard to be politically correct that we become incorrect. We say we are spiritually sound and then complain when what is right is not what we want and therefore we make ourselves victims of what is not. I use the word pop theology for all the new followings that have appeared. Yes new. Why? Because we don’t like what something is and therefore translate and choose to perceive it in a way that suits our own needs and beliefs. I am going to say this and say it but one time…..you cannot call yourse...

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. I know I keep bringing this point up in this blog, but…obviously it is very much needed. I discovered something in these last few days about myself and my own beliefs. I will be honest, as a single mom for 10 years I have learned one very important lesson in life…I have no one to rely on except myself and most importantly that love (outside of spiritual) does not exist. Yes, that’s right it didn’t exist because I have never met anyone that even made me stop to think. Well this coming March will be 14 years of being smacked with the truth and ru...