Run With Sparkle

If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those that ask him!  Matthew 7:11 I remember from the time I was very young God answering the prayers of my heart.  Without thinking much about it, I asked Him for everything.  When I needed new jeans, I prayed and He'd provide name brand, like new jeans at the thrift store.  When I needed anything that I knew my parents didn't have enough money for, I asked God.  God was my Daddy and I knew that deep within my soul. It wasn't that I thought of God as my Sugar Daddy in the sky, but I knew He loved me and wanted to take care of me, so I figured He was the best one to ask. Those memories of God providing for me have carried over into my Mama/ Adult life.  Or kids pray and ask God for things they want and need.  There are "wants" that we long to give them, but we can't afford at the moment, so we ask God.  We believe tha

I awoke in a cold sweat, flooded by fears of what may come...  Swim lessons. Five babies in one family. A little girl in floaties at 6. Dirty floors. Piano lessons. And somehow I ended up with..."You're a terrible Mother!" It all seems silly now. Was I really afraid that I wouldn't be able to get the kids swim lessons?  Judging by my heart rate and the inability to sleep I would say, yes! I leaped out of bed and ran for the one thing I knew to do...grasped for my Bible. I just sat in the living room, completely exhausted from the battle that had been raging in my mind. I tried opening my Bible, but the words were blurry from the tears that had been spilled over unrealized fears. Lord, I don't know how to deal with all of these thoughts, terrors coming at me.  I know I am being irrational, but I don't know how to conquer right now.  I'm feeling cloudy.  Weak.  Insane. I sat desiring with every ounce of energy left to hear from Him. His sweet whisper