When do you stop walking on egg shells

Now as the title asks "When do you stop walking on egg shells" You stop having to bite your tongue when the people that you were around are not on your friends list on any of your blogs. If you read my blog and you don't like what I have to say then stop reading it. Quite frankly, if you get offended by my insight or thoughts then my hat is off to you. Now you may wonder about that last statement...it is because it is like watching Smoking Gun presents....World's Dumbest. I will think of the catagory later. So for those that read my blog and you start to feel that anger fill you up inside, or maybe guilt then you really should ask your self, maybe these emotions are because you have done something that the Lord would not approve of.

I have found that my new doctor thinks that I do have a problem with a nerve impingment. I have been living with pain since May 26, 2009 when I had surgery. I have suffered through DVT and exstremely sensitive pelvic area which makes the skin in that area sensitive to touch. There is also pain in my left leg

I was going through some of my things, making decisions on whether I will keep it or throw it away.

Listening to God

Today I read a blog that really caught my attention. Reflecting on the Grace of God. It was very interesting that when you throw away a marriage, kidnap the child that your spouse helped create when something goes wrong. I would not have anyone think that it was alright for the parent that did something wrong. But when that person does everything to get cleaned up they are still being faulted for the issue. Now remember that God had forgiven the person with the issue. That is why this person was able to move forward. With that in mind you would come to a natural conclusion that the other person in this marriage would be there to encourage and build up. Work to get trust back and remember that when the vows were spoke it is a convenient t with God. The real truth is that the person that ran away has decided that it is OK to spit in God's face. I am sure someone might think that my last comment is outrageous but it is fitting when seeing the actions of that person that chose to walk away. The bad thing is that person is using the couples child as a weapon. Liken to a sword, sharp and lethal. As time has passed I have witnessed how that person uses the weapon, slashing and piercing the flesh of the soul and spirit. As this person speaks you can smell the stench of the enemy. In the background you can hear the laughter of the evil one. Observing the actions of this person you see how the evil one has appeared as an angel of light. He has been working overtime to make sure that this family is fractured and broken beyond recognition. He is a liar and has found the weakness to make his move. To speak as if he is God.

One thing that I have been doing is to watch how I speak. To call on the Lord to help me recognize when the evil one is trying to slip into my thoughts. To really listen to the Father is the most important thing to do when those that you love and care for are going astray. Asking for the wisdom to know when you lend an ear but let your mouth be still.

Lucas, you are in the hands of the Lord.

Lucas is my sweet little man, my grandson. Unfortunately I am currently not able to watch him grow up to a handsome young man. I remember being able to hold him when he was born. It was only for a little time because he was born just a little early so he had to stay at the hospital. It was wonderful to see him come home for the first time in his life. He was small but you could tell that he was going to be the cutest little man born and he would steal your heart. Of all my grandchildren, Lucas was the only one that I was able to be there when he was born. What a wonderful gift. He was born 12/23/2008 just a couple days from Christmas. He was one of my best gifts that year. I became a Nana for the second time on 11/14/2008 with a granddaughter then I was blessed with Lucas. There is no way anyone could look at this picture of Lucas and just melt. He has the sweetest smile.

I was planning on visiting my granddaughters in September but due to physical complications I am not going to be able to visit with them at that time. I could go but I would not be able to play with the girls and be able to let mama and daddy have a night out since I cannot pick up much of anything. Only about 1 lb is my limit. I had so much that I wanted to do with them and be able to get to know them better since I live so far away.

One thing I know is that my oldest granddaughter has a very good memory so I was devising a plan so that she would accept the fact that Penguin would not be able to come up with me. She would wonder why he did not come with me so I planned that I was going to have a "I'm sorry" gift. Now that she is into My Little Ponies as well as Strawberry Shortcake, I was going to get a couple ponies as the gift with a card saying that he would be sure that he was on the next trip up to visit. Veronica is almost 4 and nothing gets passed her now. My youngest granddaughter, Cadence, is young enough that she would probably not remember that I said that Penguin would be making the trip.

I am truly disappointed that I will not be able to make this trip but in my present physical condition I would not be a good visitor. With all the stairs in their house I would be in a lot of pain. Hopefully the issue with my back and my left leg will get taken care of soon. I may be looking at possible surgery. I would love to avoid that, but if that is what it takes then I will do it.

As I sit here at 2 in the morning I have been thinking of things that have gone on in my life. I have made so many mistakes that I cannot possibly count them. I use to live in the world of guilt and regret because I battled with the past events that have happened. At times I thought that I would never move on and actually enjoy living free from the burden of those feelings. It was hard to stop because it was so normal for me. It was like I lived in a separate world.
I discovered that I was so rooted in the past that I could not move forward. It was like I was paraliyzed. I kept the anger and hurt from my childhood, marriage, treatment from some people in authority at a church. I was clearly not me. I would have never made many of the decisions that I have made if I would have faced the hurt and anger head on and allowed God to help me deal with it and put them in their proper places. For so long, I kept them very close. So close that I was allowing the hurt and anger to make my decisions.
I think that some of the issue was that I had a father that was abusive. He would hit me as if I were an adult. I turned my agresstion toward the boys in my neighborhood because I was able to be the controller in the situation. I couldn't beat up my father so I would beat up the boys because subconcious was causing this behavior because it was my way to hurt my dad but in reality I wasn't, but I was in control and I was the victor. I was told at the age of 8 by my father that he wanted me to be a boy and 2 years earlier....well, that was impossible to do so I did everything I could possibly do to be like a boy. I pushed myself to be the best and so far superior than boys in anything such as sports. I was the ultimite tomboy. I was very successful for a long time but then there came a day when I couldn't be that boy, the day I started my period. My body started changing to become a young girl. I hated that because I believed that my father would hate me. It was my fault. Looking back I realize that it was the enemy trying to keep my mind off the Lord who would show me that I had freedom.