HIS Strength, Not Mine!

My life's path has been treacherous at times. More times than not it has taken many twists and turns toward the unknown. There have been numerous painful places. I have forged ahead, sometimes crawling out of despair on my hands and knees.

So many times, my friends and family have said, "you are the strong one!"

Last night, I cried out to GOD, "I do NOT want to always be the strong one....why can't I be the child?"

HE said, "you are the child...MY child...I am all you need!"

From as early as four years old, I remember crying out to GOD in prayer! My strength comes from HIM! I am never alone. HE is always with me. HE has called me to a difficult journey. A journey I am not sure I want to face, yet I know I must.

"See, God has come to save me.I will trust in him and not be afraid.The Lord God is my strength and my song;he has given me victory.” Isaiah 12:2

"But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength.They will soar high on wings like eagles.They will run and not grow weary.They will walk and not faint." Isaiah 40:31

By HIS mercy and in the grip of HIS grace,
Andrea

Happy Birthday Wil

Wil always makes silly faces when we grab the camera!
































On January 26th, 1993, Wilson Lee Thompson entered the world 2 months early. He was not ready to arrive, however my body could no longer cope with pregnancy. I experienced extreme blood pressure and other health problems. On the morning of the 26th, I began experiencing seizures. I was stabilized and taken to surgery for an emergency C-Section.

Wil weighed 5 pounds, but his organs were not fully developed. "Little Wil" grew slowly. He encountered a few obstacles, but GOD was faithful to see him through each of them.

Wil is my youngest child. He is an awesome young man with a tender heart. I am blessed to call him, son! Today, I thank GOD for bringing him into my life and growing him into the young man HE created him to be.

I love you, Wil. I am "very" proud of the person you are becoming! Happy 17th Birthday!

Hugs and love,

Mom

He is my GOD!

"A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; I want to drink God, deep draughts of God. I'm thirsty for God-alive. I wonder, "Will I ever make it~ arrive and drink in God's presence!" I'm on a diet of tears~ tears for breakfast, tears for supper. All day long people knock at my door, Petering, "Where is this God of yours?" These are the things I go over and over, emptying out the pockets of my life. I was always at the head of the worshiping crowd, right out in front, Leading them all, eager to arrive and worship, shouting praises, singing thanksgiving~ celebrating, all of us, God's feast! Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God~ soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God. When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of you, From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar. Chaos calls to chaos, to the tune of whitewater rapids. Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crash and crush me. Then God promises to love me all day, sing songs all through the night! My life is God's prayer. Sometimes I ask God, my rock-solid God, "why did you let me down? why am I walking around in tears, harassed by enemies?" They're out for the kill, these tormentors with their obscenities, Taunting day after day, "where is this God of yours?" Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on GOD~ soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God." Psalm 42 The Message

Today, this psalm says it all. No matter what happens in life, "HE IS MY GOD."

Blessed to be HIS,

Andrea

In His Strength

"God is a safe place to hide, ready to help when we need Him. We stand fearless at the cliff-edge of doom, courageous in sea-storm and earthquake, Before the rush and roar of oceans, the tremors that shift mountains. Jacob-wrestling God fights for us, God-of-Angel-Armies protects us." Psalm 46:1-3 The Message

"Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am." Philippians 4:13 The Message

The battle of each day belongs to our Heavenly Father. I choose this day to continue to lay it all at HIS feet. I will journey forward through HIS strength. He is all I need!

In His strength,

Andrea