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Friday, 25 September 2009

  • How can you love someone?

         Many people always make a reference to the fact that you never really love someone if you allow them to go to hell. If you are so in love with this God that you devote your life to, why would you not share Him with others you care about? If you were to meet the person of your dreams, they would be all that you could talk about. You would think about them constantly and want to spend every waking minute with them. At least at first. Over time feelings will subside but you will always love them. I strongly believe that love is not always a feeling.

         But what happens when you think you love someone, and never tell them about the love that you have for God, and then they die. What happens then?

    Example:

         I loved God, or at least I think I did (I was 16 at the time). My grandmother on the other hand, did not. I never asked her to come to church, I never asked her if she knew Christ. I technically allowed my grandmother to go to hell.

    At the funeral, the preacher mentioned that before she died that she accepted Jesus Christ. But were her motives clear? Did she accept Him because she didn't want to go to hell, or did she accept Him because of the fact that He died for her? Is it possible that she never accepted Him at all and the preacher just said it for comfort words.

    I should have been the one who shared how much He loved her with her. She raised me as a child. She provided a roof over my head, food on the table. She bought me clothes, a car, and gave me anything I asked for. The least I could have done was make sure she would be rewarded in Heaven.

    We will never know because I never asked.

    So I urge you, please ask the ones you care about and love. Being uncomfortable for 5 minutes will prevent you from feeling guilt the rest of your life.

Sunday, 21 June 2009

  • Welcome Back.

    I don't know where to start to catch up. Should I explain why I have to have my entire reproductive system removed before I can have a child? Should I explain why I sometimes wish I could hand my husband divorce papers? Or why I've seemed to lost all of the friends I had.

    I guess I'll start at the beginning.

    I want a child. I want to be a mother more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. Why not? I have an education, a house that is paid for thanks to our hard work, & I want to start a family in this house and grow old. Except it wasn't working. We tried and tried (trying was fun!). Alas, we got nowhere. I finally took the worst step and made a phone call that pretty much ended all of my hopes.

    Besides the fact that I wasn't having a cycle (didn't think it was that big of a deal) my ovaries had shut down. No hormones, no ovulation. After months of fertility medications and continuous trying- still no luck. 3 ultrasounds later & a full hysterectomy is being scheduled due to the growing tumors on my ovaries & uterus.

    First reactions? Anger. Bitterness. Depression.

    I did everything right. I was a responsible adult. I planned my life for a family one day. I spent my whole life trying to prevent a pregnancy and here I am unable to have one. Meanwhile, every girl I know is pregnant. Girls who didn't want a family. Girls who consider it an accident.

    Family is not an accident, it's a gift.
    ...................................................................................

    So here I am months later not knowing the next step. You meet your person, you get married, you enjoy your time together and then you procreate. Except now we can't reach our next step.

    I told my husband he has a get out of jail free card. I know when we exchanged vows that he did not expect to be committing to a life of just me and him. He wants kids, I know he does. He'd make a great father. Except he married me, I am defective. After spilling my feelings out on the way home from dinner, the only thing he would say is 'our vows state for sickness & in health and I mean it'....   How'd did I get a man so perfect?

    I do apologize Xanga that I have forsaken thee. However, my best friends have abandoned me because they don't know what to say or how to react. I try to talk to them but they seem to forget that just because I'm having my entire reproductive system removed doesn't mean that I need to remove my friends as well. I guess that's why friends don't tak oaths the same way husbands do.

Wednesday, 12 November 2008

  • It's been a while since I've written in this thing. So much has happened and I don't even know where to begin. I looked through some entries and just remininsced on how simple life used to be. I was stressed and worried over the smallest thing. But one thing that always upset me was the way my relationship with Christ was going. & I read over that now and I think 'I wish that's all I had to worry about.' Between being a full time wife, a full time worker, a full time student, and then doing all the other little odds and needs that needs to be done- I don't have enough of myself left over at the end of the day to devote to something I want. I have so much on my plate and so much needs to get done that won't if I don't do it. Sometimes I'm afraid to fully immerse myself in a relationship with Christ again because I owe so much to so many other people. I answer to so many demands that the last thing I want to do is disappoint the person who died for me all over again.

Wednesday, 25 June 2008

Saturday, 17 May 2008

  • Don’t wonder why people go crazy.  Wonder why they don’t.  In the face of all we can lose in a day, in an instant, wonder what the hell it is that makes us hold it together.

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