My Prejudice and Prayer

Recently I was confronted with the realization I am prejudiced against a certain class of individuals. Am I proud of it? No.

But the holiday season really pushes my fear front and center. It seems like everyone and their Momma is out shopping. That means more populated stores.

I’ll be in Publix minding my own business. Trying to decide what sushi plate to buy. Then there they are. You can tell the worst ones by their hair and kids.

I never judge a book by its cover.

Unless the book has a bob hairstyle, a kid on the dance team, just got back from a PTA meeting, and almost runs me over with their buggy.

People who walk in the store like they own the place. Completely cold to the welfare of others. With a frigid look that just yells, “I will choke you to death right here in this Publix if you come between me and my son’s peanut-free peanut butter.”

Or they give you an empty, dead inside glance as they buy cosmetics for a daughter that is one house party away from being on Teen Mom.

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20 Must Study Bible Study Topics

 

20 Must Study Bible Study Topics

Last year, I took Joyce Meyer’s #3030challenge. I studied the Bible daily for 30 minutes then posted what I learned. I’d like to go back and share some of the topics that were particularly eye-opening. I hope you find them helpful!

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Omg, is that what I sound like?!

Okay, so I haven’t been blogging as much this past week. I’ve been in a self-pitying woe-is-me emotional funk characterized by cheap wine and crying myself to sleep.

For the past few days I’ve been wondering how is it that the world is so unbalanced. Why for come guilty parties walk away from their crimes unscathed while their victims are left picking up the pieces and trying to keep from losing the only sliver of sanity they have left.

It’s unfair. Quite frankly, it pisses me off.

I prayed a lot in the past 48 hours. Wondering why the hell God would let things carry on like this. I was so wrapped up in my own problems, feeling bad for myself, wondering when the good Lord would dish out some of His divine justice on the man who I blamed for my unhappiness.

In the middle of my self-absorbed bout of depression, I get a text message.

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Does It Ever Get Better?

I’ve received so many encouraging words from all of you regarding my post, “I said, ‘No.’” And I appreciate your support more than I can eloquently put in words. Some of you have shared your own stories that have touched my heart. We’re in this thing called life together.

But that is, by far, my rawest post. I still cringe when I read it. Like sprinkling salt on an open wound.

I talk a good game. I put on an even better show.

If we met in the streets, you’d never know my life was anything but perfect because that’s what life is all about, isn’t it?

Appearances, appearances, appearances.

I’m starting to learn just how fragile appearances are. Yesterday was a good day. I was happy for most of it.

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Oh So Salty

Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about the past. My post, I said, “No.” brought back so many memories. I know I didn’t innocently skip into trouble or end up there on accident. I had a whole yellow brick road of bad decisions that led me to Consequence City.

The thing about drugs and alcohol is they make terrible shepherds.

Yet here I am. Reminiscing on the Sodom and Gomorrah that used to be my life. Upset at God for letting things change. So what if I was doing wrong? So what if I knew that lifestyle had caused me more harm than good? So what if I’m reaping the repercussions as I type these very words? So what?

So I’m salty, that’s what.

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