We can’t tame our tongue, we can’t stop talking it’s a restless thing in us. We can choice what we can say. We can either praise God or curse God and his creation.
The Last 2 weeks
These last two weeks have been full of adventures and craziness. From starting school at a new school CSU Chico. I was really popped for the semester and what God had planned. Classes were good beside a teacher giving us a quiz on the second day of class on the 1st chapter of our book. I am actually interested in what I am learning for once. That was all last week, this week has been intense. Tuesday night at 9pm my sister-in-law had the twins a boy and girl. There was some complications including my sister in law bleeding to much and her uterus not working properly. She pasted out after the twins were born and she was in lots of pain and was kinda out of it. Then also Aurora (the Girl) had a problem with breathing, she ended up having a leak in her lungs and air was getting into her chest cavity. They had to air lift her to UC Davis at 3 am. My brother and mom drove down in the middle of the night to UC Davis and have stayed there till today. I was feeling stressed and worried because I love being there to help people and know what is going on but I had to stay in Chico and go to school and work. I was doing ok till today when my mom calls me and tells me that my dad is at the hospital in redding for chest pains and they don’t know if he had a heart attack. I went and picked up my mom at UC Davis this morning (I did get to see Aurora) and then drove her to Redding where we find out thankfully that my dad didn’t have a heart attack but he does have some blockage in his artery. It is really good that they found it now and not later on when he actually had a heart attack from it. I am emotionally exhausted I don’t know if I can handle anything else. I am excited to see the twins and get to hold them this weekend. Please pray for my family.
I have discovered that God does not free me from all of my weakness. Rather, he frees me to cry out to him, as I struggle to do what is right.
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| — | Andrew Comiskey |
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Suffering
I just spent a incredible week on the beautiful island of Catalina. We studied the second half of the book of Mark from the bible. The week before was a stressful week of insurances and car repair to finding out the day before leaving that the insurance was not going to fix my car but instead total loss it. Leaving for Catalina I had to decide that I was going to leave the stress and worry of that at the feet of Jesus. Worrying about that over the week was not going to do me any good. I am really proud of myself and I actually did not think about it at all. That week as we were studying the 2nd half of Mark. I realized how much Jesus suffered for me. How much he was mocked for my sake. As we were studying the crucifixion we ended for the night and I just went and sat of the beach alone and cried out to Jesus. I did not feel worthy of the things Jesus went through for me. I cried out to the creator of the universe and said i am not worthy. After about a half an hour he finally replied you are right you are not worthy, but you are worth it, I already did it for you. Just take up your cross and follow me. Lose your life to save it. Be here to serve not to be served. So many of the stories in Mark are about people giving up everything they had for the sake of Jesus. The widow, the women with the perfume, and the disciples. They truly get what this life is all about. I hope that I live a life that is for the sake of Jesus. One question I keep thinking about is, if I am suffering for Jesus today.
I hope this at least makes your brain start thinking.
Beautiful
The word beautiful has been on my mind a lot the last couple days. I have never though of myself as beautiful. I person had me almost convinced that i was beautiful because he said i was alot. But then i found out he was lying and cheating on me. So how can i trust what he said about me to be true. It interesting how the beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but yet the world has one image of beautiful. The tall, skinny, Blondie with tan skin in designer clothes is the image of beautiful and very one is compared to that. I wish we did not live in a society of that. I for one am going to try and stop comparing people and see the true beauty that is in every person. God made each of you unique how dare we say that one of the things he created is not beautiful. We need to accept that beauty is not a one size fits all. Also i believe true beauty is on the inside. Because what is on the inside reflects on the outside. I hope that one day the world will see beauty as it really is.
