The Lord Heals the Broken Hearted…

Psalm 34:19 "The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those who are crushed in spirit."
I have had my heart broken. It was put into a blender and someone hit the pulse button…time and time again. I was young, naïve and "looking for love in all the wrong places". I'm 26 now and still trying to piece back my tattered hopes and dreams. It's been a big struggle. My identity was in this boy. I loved him unconditionally and he couldn't love me back. I gave him my all, and he gave me what he could, but it wasn't enough. I blamed myself. I didn't move on. I kept on going back.

I…Was…Wrong.

I put this boy on a pedestal. I made him my god. I worshiped him. I adored him. I broke the first commandment – "Thou shalt have no other gods before me."

I honestly have a hard time believing it's taken me this long to figure it out. But something happened and that's why I've been up all night, and I still can't sleep. I get it now.

My dearest friend and her boyfriend broke up last night. She called me at 1:00 in the morning…sobbing. She's been in her relationship with him for over 5 years. She was ready for an engagement. We even went to the jeweler and tried on rings. (She did…I didn't. Rings made me nervous.) She was positive that this boy was the one. He had never said he loved her. In all the years of dating, not once had he whispered those three very important words. It was evident he cared about her, but caring isn't enough. He knew it. So that's why he made the decision to end it. Because he knew that she deserved the best. She deserved someone who was IN LOVE with her unconditionally.

So he walked away.

I admire him. It must have been the hardest thing to do, but he did it for her.

She is broken hearted. She is despairing. She doesn't understand. She doesn't deserve it. I empathize with her fully. I have been there. I have wailed. I have sobbed. I have cursed God.

I know women are emotional beings, but I believe that when we put our hope and dreams into a man. He will fail us. Unintentionally, but in the long run….he will fail. No man (or woman) should ever take the place of God. How can we serve God with our WHOLE heart, when we have given it away?! I am so guilty of this…so many of us are.

The Lord has a perfect plan for us. He promised us.

Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Why is it we are so full of unbelief? Why do we forget His promises? Where do we start going wrong?

My path to broken heartville began when I no longer was content to bask in the Lord's love for me. I looked elsewhere for love and acceptance and didn't trust in His goodness.

I'm opening up and revealing my vulnerability. I'm sharing my weakness. I'm acknowledging my mistakes.
I can't regret my past relationship (yes…just one) because I've learned so incredibly much. I have a solid relationship with my Savior. He is my all and all. I adore Him. I love entering into His presence. I boast in what He has done for me. He LOVES me so much more than any man could. He has written love letters to me (the Bible). I'm the most blessed girl in the entire world.

My friend will be ok. I am praying for her. And I'm confident the Lord will be there to comfort her. She is strong and the Lord loves her.

And me? I raise my hands and lift my face toward the heavens. I give a victory shout. And I thank the Lord for all that he's done…and all that he will continue to do!

Remember….
Psalm 34:19 "The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those who are crushed in spirit."

It's One of His Many Promises.
Love you Guys,
Mary Katherine

For the Bible Tells Me So....

I’ll be honest with you.  I have greatly disliked January. January is wet and cold. January hasn’t liked me either.  In the past, bad things have happened. Satan has attacked and been given the temporary victory over me. Stupid Satan. I loathe him. But it was only temporary and I’m stronger than ever thanks be to God who gives me the victory!  (I wanted to post a picture of a girl fighting right here but when I google searched…all I could find were half dressed animation characters. Didn’t think it really proved my point)

This January is different.  You see…I have given my heart and my mind completely to the Lord of all. I study His Word, and I glean knowledge from it. It is like water to my soul. I understand so much more how to stand against the evil one. I can do nothing without Christ. Read the following scripture and get excited!

 “Be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.

"Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand therefore, having girded your waist with truth, having put on the breastplate of righteousness, and having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace; above all, taking the shield of faith with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one.

"And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God; praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints...."  Ephesians 6:10-18”

Shout the victory yell! He has conquered ALL! Praise God!

I’m alone in a town that bleeds maroon, and I’m trying to rectify my past mistakes with school. I had faith that the Lord would provide. He has! I had faith He would lead me in finding an apartment and roommate that were perfect. He did! I had faith that He would restore relationships. He is! I have faith that my friends will know Him as their Savior, and worship Him. I cannot see what is happening in the natural but I know that amazing things are happening in the supernatural! I think that is why prayer is such an important part of my spiritual walk.

1 Thessalonians 5:17-18,  ”Rejoice always,  pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances”

I do. I’m a regular Tigger now. No more Eeyore for this young lady.

On an end note……

Happy Birthday to one of the best girlfriends a gal can have – Jessica Joy!  I love her and her optimism. She is a feisty, lovable and precious woman. God has really blessed me with a friend such as her.

January 17, 2009 - Jess's Wedding Day.
I'm to her left - smiling because I'm so flipping happy
for her and her great husband, Mike!

In Christ Alone...

This is one of my favorite songs.  Adam, the lead singer of Owl City, has a blog, and posted the above on it.  He says in his blog that he said at his piano bawling because of the truth behind the words.  He says that when Jesus comes back, He will have no problem recognizing him and will say, "Well done good and faithful servant."  I'm tearing up now just thinking about that. I realize I can do nothing without Christ. I love Him so much.  He has taken me out of the miry clay and set my feet upon a rock.  He is my hope and my joy and above all...He is my Savior.  Listen to the song, and read the lyrics I've posted below. Close your eyes and bask in the knowledge that "God so loved the whole world, that He gave His only Son, that whosoever believes in Him, will NOT perish but have EVERLASTING life." John 3:16  Praise the Lord!!!

In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm

What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand

In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless Babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save

Til on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live, I live

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again

And as He stands in victory
Sins curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From a life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny

No power of hell, no scheme of man
Could ever pluck me from His hand
?Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I stand

I will stand, I will stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground, all other ground
Is sinking sand, is sinking sand
So I stand.

http://owlcityblog.com/2010/10/25/my-hope-is-found/

The above is Adam's blog. I follow it. Check it out. Pray for him. He is in the world but not of it.

I love you guys,
MK

Chivalry is Almost Dead

I have so many thoughts that I could be here forever writing down them all down, but decided to be nice and spare you my mundane ramble. Well....no promises.

I want to start my stating, “Chivalry is almost dead.” With the exception of my brothers, and the Amen boys (shout out to Mama Kim and my mama who raised them so well), men really don’t treat women with respect and gallantry.  It honestly breaks my heart. What happened to bring me such frustration you ask?  Well, let me tell you a little story about a good looking…jerk.  This morning, I was running two minutes late to work, and I was hurrying more than usual. Ahead of me was a guy that looked to be a contractor of some sort. I know he works in my building because I have seen him park his truck, and he takes up two parking spaces!  Rude.  Anyways, this guy is in his late twenties, and one would think his mama taught him manners, but he got to the door before me, and didn’t hold it open! I almost walked into it. Right behind me were a mother and little girl who were going to the dentist. They almost walked into me.  It was like this falling domino scenario (but thankfully without the falling).  I didn’t say anything, just rolled my eyes and walked into the lobby.  As fate would have it, he missed the elevator and had to ride up with all of us. He got off before us, and I, in typical Mary Katherine niceness said, “Have a great day!”  He said….NOTHING.  The mom riding with me kinda shook her head, and I said, “I’m sure he at least thought about responding.”  She then told me, “I had doubts about his chivalry when he didn’t hold the door open for you this morning, and now this had just added to my belief that he is not at ALL a gentleman.”  I nodded and went on my way. However, this little situation really has had me thinking about modern day gentlemen and how much they are lacking. Remember Mr. Darcy?!  Elizabeth said, “If you had behaved in a more gentleman like manner!”  He then left and wrote her a letter explaining everything. (You have to read Pride and Prejudice!!!)  My point being…her rebuke…though scathing…made him consider his actions, and he resolved to do something about it.  Should I have told Mister high and mighty what we women were thinking? I don’t know, but next time I see him, and he asks like a twerp . . . there will be retribution, and I can’t be responsible with what comes rolling off my tongue (crossing myself.)

I went to the dentist. And because the dentist was so cool, he allowed me to take pictures of myself in various states of misery.  I posted them on facebook, but then my sister called me and told me that the just were very attractive.  She’s worried that some guy will be interested in me, and the up-close shot of my cavity ridden molar will be a big turn off.  Go Figure. So, I took them down because she had a good point. But I can’t help it, and I have to post them here. I think it’s funny.

I'm afraid my chances of finding a cute guy is diminished with each random picture I post, but I'm positive a man will see the twinkle in my eye and find me positively adorable. ;)

I have to say right now that my siblings complete me.  Tuesday nights have been my night to hang with lobo (Laura Rebekah). She got married this past April and is very much enjoyed the newlywed life. She married an amazing man who treats her well. Makes me happy. Anyhoo...Ryan (her husband) is attending Bible school and while he is there, I come over and watch certain shows - Gossip Girl, Castle and Jeopardy. LOVE LOVE love those shows. Have I mentioned that I found my future husband......
                                                          

   Hello Chase Crawford. I think I love you. And your sparkly blue eyes.  And your kissable lips.  Sigh*  Sorry for my wayward thought, but have you SEEN the man!?  

I think I'm going to end with that.  I believe that there really isn't anything I can say that will top the smoldering glare Chase is directing toward me.  Good night my friends. Sleep tight and dream of large women.  (NAME THAT MOVIE!)

My bout with Typhoid Fever



Poor JD - His Beiberlicious hair is cut out

 You know that feeling you get when you really really like someone?  The warm fuzzies in the pit of  your stomach. The flushed cheeks. Being intoxicated by their very smell. Well, I haven't felt that in so very long that when the symptoms struck, I thought I had typhoid fever or something.  I was waiting in line at the Post Office in order to mail a very important package (you know...for work), and the door opens, time slows down, the wind picks up, and in swaggers a cowboy. And by cowboy...I mean wrangler wearing, Stetson in hand, ginormous truck outside...bonafide cowboy.  Now there is something you should know about me.  I've never really been into cowboys. I like the Abercrombie models with the washboard stomachs and oiled skin.  You know...the pool boy types.  But this fine specimen of manhood was definitely worth the not-so subtle double take. Do y'all remember that scene in Legally Blonde where the nail lady sees the cute UPS dude and spills the chemicals?  Well, I didn't spill any chemicals, but I did fall down...hard. I even smushed my dang box. Cowboy Dan smiled (though it really was more of a smirk) helped me up and advised me to invest in boots not four inch heels.  He had no idea that those heels were bought on sale, and I looked good wearing them. Huuuuuuuu.  This is when I'm grateful for God's GRACE. and I'm speaking out in FAITH that one day...one fine day....I'm going to meet this cover model for Harlequin Romance novels....and he will fall at MY feet.  Sigh*  A girl can dream.

This blog is going to be a mixture of 2 parts humor and 2 parts seriousness.  I consider myself an enigma and most of the time, I don't even know where I'm going with a thought... This is my attempt at chronicling my adventures and experiences. I want to see growth in my life, spiritually, and emotionally. But definitely not physically...I'm trying to shrink in that area.  I've wanted to start a blog for years, but lacked the motivation and talent to put it all together. I have many friends who are amazing bloggers and I have thoroughly enjoyed reading their stories and seeing their growth.

I want to promise you that this blog will be positive and encouraging.  Life sometimes throws you a curveball, but that's where God's grace comes through.  I am a precious daughter of the most High King, and I want the words coming out of my mouth (or that I type) to reflect my royalty and make Him proud. There will be days that I will blog about things that have gotten me down, but I will always end with "The Lord is good and His mercy endures forever." It's His promise to me, and I take it very seriously.

Many Blessings,
Mary Katherine