Spiritual Warfare and Grooming Gone Bad

There is a spiritual battle taking place in this world and it's not a pretty sight.  I don't know if anyone else can see it...  but to me it is crystal clear.  

 After yesterday's mini-meltdwown (Yes, I who seem to have it all together, have meltdowns too), I asked GOD first for forgiveness.

Forgive me Lord that I sometimes lack the faith needed to know that YOU will work it all out.  Forgive me for my tears.  My depression.  My hopelessness.  Wipe away my negativity and replace it with joy and a newness of heart.   Regenerate me that I may accept this worlds ugliness for the spiritual attack that it is....  and give me the battle gear that I need to go on and to claim victory over the spiritual demons that infiltrate my world and attempt to steal my joy.

 Have you ever watched the movie WAR ROOM?

It's a powerful movie!!   Spiritual warfare is happening right now in our world!

When I awoke this morning, my world was brighter (after yesterday's mini-meltdown).  Not because circumstances had changed, but because my heart had.  

I feel sad though.  We are self centered, misinformed, led astray, and manipulated by the evil one, the god of the world.  Many of us have been manipulated into believing that what is good is bad and what is bad is good.  

I am thankful that I do not need to rely on pills to sleep, to be happy, to focus or to be pain free and that so far my reliance on GOD has pulled me through the tough spots.  Well.  After a meltdown or two. I do not say this to be self righteous.  I say it out of true thankfulness of heart.  

I am weak...  but He is strong.

It's not easy at times.  There are days when I want to pull the covers over my head and say, Why get out of bed?  

But then I pray.   

Dear Diary,

Yesterday Mom got groomed.  BAHAHAHABAAHA!!!!!  She got her fur cut and she looks like a rat.  And I'm not saying that just because she says that about me when I'm groomed.  She really does!!  BOL!!!!!  #MakeOverMistakes  Gracie.

Days Like These

Sometimes.  I have a bad day.  

Nothing seems to go right.

But then I count my blessings and the gray clouds drift away.  

Dear Diary,

I wish I knew why mom, the nag keeps taking pictures of me.  

Every pose.  Every breath.  Every move.  

How cute!  She says.  Not cute.  It's annoying.  Gracie. 

Starting Over.. Or.. Uh.. Again

Okay.  So Gracie has not been keeping up her blog like she said she would.  And me, I have not been keeping mine up either.  I was just this morning looking back at years gone by thinking about how much I love looking at years gone by.  My life in blog.  It's been an interesting 5+ years.

And so.  It is time for Gracie and I to go back to what worked for us from the beginning.  GRACIE OWNS ME.

She does, ya know?

I miss blogging and talking about each day as though it were the best day ever.

You see, each day can be the best day ever.  It is all up to us.

Today, the sun is shining.  The birds, chipping their hello's.  I have recovered from gallbladder surgery in February, two family deaths last year, and most recently the flu.  I am still living.  breathing.  walking. talking.

I still have my Gracie.

Life is good.

Dear Diary,
Cough cough.  hack hack.  up. down.  here there.  Settle, people!  Gees!  Oh.  I'm talking about my peeps.  They be all sick around here and keeping me awake at night. I'm ready for a good night's sleep.  They say they are feeling a little better but you couldn't prove it by me with all the hacking.  On a positive note, I have had a total of four walks in the last six days.  Now that's what I'm talking about!  I'm not sure who spring is, but I'm pretty sure she is the one responsible for my recent good fortune.  Gracie.