My Language to Yours

Friday, April 19, 2019

God Never Cancels

He may change things up or stir things 'round, but He never cancels or calls out on us. He's always here, if we're open for Him to be.
If you're wonderin' where this is comin' from, I've just hit my limit with the goings on as of late that it seems everything arranged has come down to cancellations, especially with whacky reschedules unasked for or goin' without the least notice of events otherwise bein' changed. A couple of times I've shown up for no reason at all, but I was never notified not to.

At other times, I'll wait for a long time without any word whether I'll still be seen at all, only to begin walkin' out and get called back for a measly amount of time that made me wonder why I went in the 1st place. Then, the other blocks to hope to take are so "booked" they either can't follow-up or the need is further put off 'til it prolly will have taken care of itself. Oh yeah, then there's those who take into their power to reschedule me without my 2 cents, so I end up missin' what I didn't even know I had.

Needless to say that my young adult daughter and I work together on a shared calendar to have a clue what each of us has goin' on whenever in order to either be there with each other or know how to help each other out in gettin' everything handled. It's been an annoyin' few weeks among the calendar.
It just brought to mind, though, that God will never cancel on us, for He's always available.

Now, I'm one to believe that all things happen for a reason and that God is The One in control of our lives, so I could see how many of you'd wonder if He's not behind those things that don't seem to go the way we'd planned, but that's not what I mean.

In those instances, there may be a fate He's savin' us from or someone He'd have us run into, etc. What I mean, though, is that He's always present through our days, however hassled they can be, even when we wonder throughout those hectic moments when He'll show up.
When nothing's workin' out and we're beyond bein' beside ourself, we can place a call to Him instantly and speak our need or our concerns of doubt and He'll listen without judgement or a sorry-not-sorry-too-bad-o-so-sad carelessness.
He may redirect us and steer us in way we'd not thought possible to be, but He'll always lead us to what's best for us in certain times.

He's never not there. He never says never mind 'bout that it's not His issue, or you'll have to wait, or now's not a good time but to call back later. We may get frustrated tryin' to discern what He's doin', we may wanna hang up our hat and call it done 'cause we're over it already, but He will never cancel our appointment or subscription or tell us there's no point in continuin', that we must stop and figure it out for another time, or nevermind that we've put in the work for this and gotten none of that or vice versa and we don't deserve an explanation but still must respond.
He doesn't delay havin' to deal with us or make excuses for the things that go wrong we can't control, which let us down. And He never has to cover His bum 'cause He never does anythin' dishonest that puts us in loophole. We won't take the fall, at least without Him catchin' us or guidin' us into a better place for our needs.
No, if we're open to hearin' from Him and listenin' to His guidance for the plans over our lives, He'll schedule everything for us at just the right times, maybe makin' some adjustments along the way, but never just not be here to let us linger tryin' to decide which way we go from what's got us thrown off course into the nothin' we thought would be so beneficial, or we'd not have bothered steppin' up.
He may shift things, but He never just wipes His hands and says He's done, that we're on our own. His job over His creation, our precious selves, is NEVER done and He will not leave us forsaken as we try to get through this hectic life without an instruction manual.
He doesn't give up on us. He doesn't sit high and mighty on His throne lookin' down at us like we're stupid and waitin' for the right words to say..He's patient, givin' us time to lay it all out in the right way. He doesn't just place us on hold to sit in silence or listen to some heck of a mess of static music that grates our ears as well as our thought processes.
He will always answer to connect with us. He will always remind us of our place in this world. He'll never be too busy. He'll never leave us in the lurch, misunderstood. He'll never make us feel the reason for mistakes.
He'll always help us get back on track to push forward with our destiny. He'll always show us a vulnerability is okay in feelin' thankful to be dealt with so patiently. While there's never an endin' to the conversation, a momentary pause between the beginnin' and end will be given for us to enjoy his sweet melodious song through our patience 'til we need Him again.
When we need Him there's always an answer, an appointment in time He'll give us, and the help we require.
But, He will NEVER cancel on us. Most of the time, if we're listenin' for the phone to ring, He'll call us when we don't even expect it.
Our livelihood matters to Him and He Who sees all our days will keep everythin' surrounded us in His order. He's filled in OUR story in the Book of Life that He holds in His hands. Not 1 hasty mark or scratch through will be made in's His PERFECT plan for our lives that He will never CANCEL. We won't EVER be crossed out. Think of your name highlighted and circled with stars and hearts all 'round it, instead. WE matter to The One Who chose to put us in His datebook, permanently, in blood.

This song is one of my favourites to sing along to while it reminds me that I'm never alone. Even when I think He's not been there for me, He still has met me where I am when He knows my need.

P.S. - thank you my readers in Australia, Brazil, Canada, India, Singapore and Slovakia! Blessings to y'all!

Copyright April 19th, 2019 owned by C.L. Chapps

Sunday, April 7, 2019

Beloved Alexzandera

Yesterday, my children and I had to do a very hard thing while going through the motions of allowin' our beloved calico, Alexzandera, to slip into Heaven. And, I do believe she'll be joinin' the lions and lambs there. I believe God's presence was with us all, and we were comforted durin' such a difficult time.

I remember findin' her stuck with hips and shoulders between a small cage left in the woods outside my best-friend Alexis and her son Zander's new apartment that I was helpin' them move into. Her squawky mewin', which she has always had. She was a prissy and let all the other animals we've had know she's the queen. She never backed down from the playful intimidation by our herdin' dog, either.

The day she was to be "fixed" I received a call mid-surgery that they found her to have fatty liver disease. Since then, she developed asthma and arthritis severe enough to effect even her rib cage bones. For her feisty li'l self, an awesome 8.5 years she's had. Oh, how spoiled she was. Her demise seemed rather slow in comin' since for several months she's lingered under liver failure, but since my husband's departure(her best-friend)she'd dwindled to an extreme case since the depressive stress got to her. There was a drastic change that was very traumatic for me and my youngest to witness, and the other night we were put in the position of decidin' that what's best was to end her sufferin'. I can't place into words or any explanation the process of this and how it's marked each of our lives. She was such a good girl..precious.

I believe that God will allow us to be with our animals again. He created them before ourselves. We quickly became companions, and just like our family and friends who've gone through life with us, I'm sure there's a place in Heaven where they'll stride along side of us in better spirit. I believe she's been commended into God's hands.

I'm so glad that I DID get to hold you, but I miss you so.

Copyright April 7th, 2019 owned by C.L. Chapps

Friday, April 5, 2019

Spring "Break"

So, Friday after school began my children's break for a li'l bit of Spring time fun.

Boy, has it been hectic. I've been a busy bee runnin' errands with and for them while I can have their help 'round here and tryin' our best to find fun things to do in this teeny town that doesn't cost an arm or a leg.
The teen center here has had 2 field trips with another one tomorrow. 
Today, my eldest son is mentorin' baseball for his youth group friends. Tomorrow he'll be mentorin' soccer for the tikes here on base. I'm so proud of him, as he's recently won a medal for bein' the military youth of the month, which reminds me that...
He's accomplishin' much as he begins his journey into becomin' a young man. 
My daughter has decided to slow down with her schoolin' for a bit and work more hours at her job, instead. This comes along with later hours that have me up waitin' for her 'til I know she's gotten home safely. This Momma's tired. For some reason, as tired as she is, she'll still stay up 'til the wee hours of the mornin' and sleep half the day away..guess that's normal for a young woman in today's society - nothin' I'm used to, though.
She's had her struggles, which reflect on me, as well. She's a Type A with a fear of failure, so anxieties can be a kicker - but, she's the determination to make things happen. I leave her in the Lord's hands and do the best I can. She is and will continue to do great things for her life.
My youngest is like a li'l vampire, known by Draco, 'cause he is the spittin' image of the Harry Potter character, seriously. He also somehow has the attitude that comes along with that nickname. He's so quiet, my li'l spy. He gets into everything and knows everything while you suspect nothin'. A li'l trouble maker he is, as innocent as he looks, and boy, can he charm!
I could only get him outside. He'd rather stay in and love his sweet treats. But, his bro was able to throw a football 'round with him yesterday eve, so it's a start. 
Anyways, that's a tidbit 'bout my younginz, so you can see how the diversity in character can cause some strain as we go through this week all at once with each other gratin' nerves and bein' fussy., or it's overwhelmin' with overstimulation. From a simple walk to the mailbox or bicker over who's gonna feed the animals, of which we have 7, to who gets how much on their plate for dinner...just the constant barrage of li'l things happenin' that have this usually peppy mother 'bout to pop - break.
Nothin' stops, I'm aware to keep pushin' through all the melodrama amongst the that and this that's gotta get done in the midst of everyone's interspersed personal space bubbles. 
To make things a li'l trickier is that we'll not even have the rare visit with the most important man in our life, as he's been deployed indefinitely, for now. Oh, how I wish this world could save itself. I hope y'all never have any hint of an idea 'bout this aspect of life that wreaks havoc in so many ways.

It seems no matter how I've tried to be thankful and appreciative for God workin' somehow through all of this beautiful mess, I can't bend any more before this Spring Break breaks me. 
Oh, how I can't wait for Monday. These kids need the kind of structure of school and to socialize with their friends they've made in classes, to be active and unglued from the tech they've used as a comfort to appease their buddin' minds. I'm glad for the cakes my munchkin makes, the help 'round the house (however grumbly li'l man is 'bout it), the talks that help me delve into my girl's precious heart.

We're limited in this life of ours, and it upsets me that we can never really have a break from what tries to break us. We're limited to how we must live in this place we're havin' to  stay that's been given to us, which is a blessin' at the same time. We're not given all that is deserved for our sacrifices. We don't have the latest and greatest, or "toys". We live simply and humbly. The best thing we have is love, in spite of. 

It's how we end this "break" that matters - and it'll be when we have a free day to rest and relax with one another while we do all those things as a mother and children that we delight in together. Now, I can't wait for Sunday. All this runnin' 'round like a hen and chicks will simmer down and we'll be filled up on a sermon that refreshes our spirits and left to spend the day enjoyin' ourselves, gettin' ready for the "breaks" this Spring will plant for us to reap.

Oh, where's the sunny summer already?

This is a boppy song we're lovin' this week.

P.S. - Thank you, Phillipines, for readin'!

Copyright April 5th, 2019 owned by C.L. Chapps