Let's be Crazy for God!

                                                Lets be Crazy for God….

                In my Bible study (I am reading through a women’s study Bible) I am in 2^nd Samuel and really loving it. Today I read an interesting scene that had me excited and I wanted to share it with you. David is finally crowned King on all Israel and his palace is finished, he sends people to bring the Ark of the Covenant to the City of David. People have gathered, this is a huge celebration. As the Ark of the Covenant and for those that are not aware of what this is, it’s God. God would come down and reside wherever this was placed. It was built when God freed the Israelites from Egypt and brought on many battles so that God could help fight with them. So are you seeing what a HUGE deal this is! By this point, David had a few wives but during this celebration, only one is mentioned. Michal, the daughter of Saul, the King before David. In his early years and I believe in his later ones too Saul knew and loved God. He raised his children to as well, there are many verses that tell about Saul’s son Jonathan’s faith and dedication to the LORD. Therefore, here is the thing that got me. Saul’s daughter, Michal, a women who claimed to love David, was referenced to be watching the celebration from her window. She was not joining in but watching. While she watched, David became so filled with Joy and Love for his Lord that he started to dance. Jumping and flaring about, tambourines and other interments started to play. Other people, women included joined in, it was a real party and God was the reason. Instead of joining her husband, Michal became angry at seeing him acting like a fool and dancing in front of other women (slave girls she calls them). When her husband, came to her filled with joy wishing to share it with her, she rebuked him. I loved his response to her.

            Second Samuel 6:21-21

            “David said to Michal, “It is before the LORD, who chose me rather than your father or anyone from his house when he appointed me ruler over the LORD’s people Israel- I will celebrate before the LORD. V.22- I will become even more undignified that this, and I will be humiliated in my own eyes. But by these slave girls you spoke of, I will be held in honor.”

            Don’t you love that? King David is telling his wife, the Queen, that he doesn’t care what the town, or anyone else thinks. He doesn’t even care about his own pride “…I will be humiliated in my own eyes.” This shook me because how often are we limited by other people and ourselves. We don’t raise our hands to God in church for fear of what others my think. FYI- my daughter told me once she raises her hand because that how she can hold God’s hand. How often do we stop talking about God or singing in front of them because we don’t wish to hear the criticism? I’ve decided I am done caring about what other people think, shoot I am writing all this down for who knows who to read. Let start being undignified, crazy, humiliating, joyful, caring, and forget about who other than God is watching. I am not asking you to go nuts and stop using the brain God created you with, I am saying if God leads you to stop and give money to someone, dance in church, share Him with a stranger or family, do it. Trust me when we step out in faith and trust God’s leading it is never a mistake. But watch out for when we ignore the leading of God, it’s worse than when we disobeyed as children. The blessing you could have received by acting will not be given in that moment.

            I hope this has helped someone and as always comments are welcome. Keep reading and Keep being crazy for God.

9/11

                                                                                9/11

            A day I personally will never forget. We have all heard the stories of ‘where were you on this day’. It like so many other tragedies that have happened and keep happening in our world will be remembered always. I will tell you my 9/11 stories and I would love to hear yours…

            I was living in Upstate New York about an hour outside of Syracuse, a small town and a small farmhouse. I was supposed to be in my first year of college but money and God’s leading had me staying home working in town. That day I was doing some laundry and watching Bonanza with my mom, laughing and joking about the show. We had a lot planed before I had to work my shift at the grocery store that afternoon. I went to put some towels away and when I came back, I thought the television had switched channels on me. I love a good disaster movie and that’s what I thought I was watching. I saw the tower on fire and the cause in the streets; I called to my mom to ask what she had turned it to. She came in and that’s when we saw the second plane hit, that’s when we realized it wasn’t a movie. Form that moment on I stayed near the television, I didn’t want to go to work. On the way in we listened to the radio and saw the flags put at half-mast. As odd as it sounds this was the first time I noticed the flags being different and my mom explained what it meant. It was very unrealistic to believe we, America, New York City only six or seven hours away people were dyeing and looking for their loved ones. I wanted to help, I needed to help. My mom’s advice was to pray, this was a given for me, I prayed through my whole shift and learned many of the men at my job had joined the military. When we learned about the plane going down in the field in PA, I was shocked. The school I was supposed to be at was only about 30-60 min away from there. I started seeing a pattern, how close I was to the danger yet spared.

 I felt guilty and in desperate need to do something more, something bigger. Joining the military was out of the question and I didn’t really have any money to go to NYC and help. Again a pastor told me to pray. I kept praying, I had friends being prepared to go to war, so I prayed. America had a large turn around that year; people who had never set foot in church were attending. The news was broadcasting the revivals, interviews with people speaking freely about God. Country artist were putting out songs praising God for His protection and asking Him for His protection over America.

On this day I also have to wonder why it takes a tragedy of such great proportion for people to turn to the one who created us? Why can’t we speak freely anymore about our faith without possibly offending someone? I am not ranting and I am not wishing to start a fight, this is just what I see. God is a huge part of my life, He strengthens me, protects me, helps me raise my girls, and shows me unconditional Love. This is why if I talk to people I can’t help but put God in the conversation, if that offends others I am sorry, but we are all human and something is bound to offend just about everyone. Some people find the sound of chewing gum offensive, some hate the talk about politics, others the subject of money issues. My point is we need to stop being so easily offended and just be the people God created us to be. Jesus didn’t change Himself to be liked by everyone. Why should we?

Okay, this is the end of my post today, not sure, anyone is out there reading but God told me to write and so here I am. Take me or leave me…

Lets get started

Hello, my name is Allisia and I have felt the push from God to start a blog to share what He has done for me. I meant to start this blog a while ago but life was crazy at that time. Not that it is any less now but I am forcing myself to start typing. Let’s see this first post I will tell you a little about myself.

   I am in my early almost mid-thirties, been divorced twice and have two beautiful daughter (both from my first marriage). The reason I have been married twice is because of my impatiens with God, it's something we talk about quite often. I am doing much better with it lately and dedicated to wait for the right person, the one God wants for me. Is it easy, heck no, do I look around and wonder what could have been, sure I am human. This is one of the reasons for this blog, to show you not all Christians think perfection is needed to enter Heaven. God created us all different, with separate likes and passions. I for instance love to write, and read about love. That's right I read "those books" I hate that description by the way. I read romance, be it Christian, historic, paranormal, contemporary, well you get the picture. I write what I love and I believe God gave me this gift therefore I am not ashamed to share this information with all of you. For anyone that is interested I have published a book, Traditionally Defiant: Caraline, it is a Christian historic romance available on Amazon. Okay, enough of my shameless plugging.

   I mentioned I have two girls they are what gets me out of bed, literally and figuratively. It's one thing my mom forgot to warn me about, the waking up in the middle of the night at all hours doesn't stop as they get older. I do love watching them grow up, they are both in school now and it was emotional watching them walk hand in hand into the school. This is my life in a nutshell. I have been looking for work and have done the odd jobs but doors keep closing and I keep looking for the open windows. I am a student in college trying to show my girls that it's never too late to go after your dreams. I write, read, blog on my other page about books and help out authors trying to get their books noticed.

   You will see plugs every once in a while on here for great Christian read or new songs I found. New artist trying to break into the world and evangelist hoping to spread the word of God over the Social media websites. I am here to listen, help, or just chat. Feel free to leave me a message anytime.