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An Eye Opening Experience

When my patient walked in, I immediately noticed his t-shirt and hat. His hat said “Jesus” and his t-shirt said, “Jesus is the STANDARD,” and he wore a silver cross around his neck. Both his shirt and hat were dirty; his belongings were also dirty, so I assumed he was homeless. He was a very nice man, in his late 70’s. When I brought him back to the exam room to prepare him to see the doctor, I couldn’t help but turn my nose up at the smell exuding from him. But as I stood over him, I looked down at him and right then, the Holy Spirit brought to my remembrance Matthew 35-40. Jesus identifies with the least of us. That means people who are sick, living in poverty, homeless, disabled, and anyone else who is needy. He says when we do for those people, we do for HIM. So if Jesus Himself says He is no different from those people who are the least of us, who am I to have my nose turned up?? I was immediately convicted and straightened my face, despite the smell and continued serving him, all the while pretending I was working on Jesus. As I was doing an EKG on him, I looked him over again- at his long dingy t-shirt and black pants that were almost gray, and his worn out sandals. I wonder if this was how Jesus’ clothes looked, I thought. Thinking about how much Jesus traveled, I’m sure his sandals were worn and that he wore his clothes for days at a time. And just like people today turn their noses up at people like my patient, people probably turned their noses up at Jesus as well. My patient had Jesus all over him, literally. From it being written on his clothes to his humble personality. While I was only with this man for about 10 minutes, that short time was an eye opening experience. I was no better than him just because my clothes were clean. At the end of the day, none of that matters anyway. What matters is the condition of our hearts. Although this man was poor, he was richer a lot of people as his words and attitude made known his true heart for God.

***UPDATE: It turns out this man is a missionary. He travels around the country spreading the Gospel of Jesus Christ and lives out of his truck. Wow

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“I’m Getting Married! But For All the Wrong Reasons…” – “Pain, Promiscuity, Purpose: From Mess To Ministry”

Five years ago, I was engaged to a man I loved but wasn’t in love with. Deep down, I knew I shouldn’t marry him as the only thing that excited me about marrying him was the actual wedding itself. I didn’t get excited at the thought of spending the rest of my life with him, nor did I get excited about taking on his last name. I was only excited about walking down the aisle in a beautiful wedding gown. I was even more excited about having “in-house” (some of you know what this is). In my mind, I NEEDED to get married. It was the only way to “CURE” my promiscuity.

Needless to say, I did not end up marrying him and I’m so glad I didn’t because I’m pretty sure I would have cheated on him. See, I had yet to address my problem. It wouldn’t be until about 2 years later that I would realize that I had an addiction. And there was no way I could be disciplined in marriage if I couldn’t be disciplined in my singleness. Many people (like myself at one point) think that getting married is the cure to sexual addiction because once they’re married “they can get it all the time”. But the truth is, if we don’t practice sexual purity while we are still single, it will not miraculously get easier once we’re married. I know women who are married to men with mistresses– pornography and masturbation. The man has no need for the woman because he’s good all by himself. I know women who are married and are unsatisfied with their husbands because they need something “new”.

Knowing this is what happens when one does not overcome sexual addiction in their singleness, I refused to let that be my story. I literally cried out to God to free me. And then I begin taking the necessary steps to overcome. I just wanted to tell somebody today that marriage does not cure sexual addiction. If you are addicted to masturbation, pornography, multiple partners, while you are still single…. that addiction is not going to magically disappear once you say “I do”. NOW is the time to start practicing sexual purity. I’m telling you…. 2 years… and I’ve never felt more FREE.

If you need prayer, advice or tips on how to abstain, please don’t hesitate to reach out. I’d be happy to share what I did and what I do. I know the struggle and I know its REAL!

 

 

~ Love, Mizz K 💜

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Read my story here: https://www.amazon.com/Pain-Promiscuity-Purpose-Mess-Ministry-ebook/dp/B073QYHBPV/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1515450066&sr=8-1&keywords=pain+promiscuity+purpose

 

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Do You Ever Feel Like a Horrible Mother?

You know you aren’t really a horrible mother, but sometimes you know could have said or done something differently?

Being a good mother is the most important thing to me, so I am always critiquing myself.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.”

“That was too harsh.”

“I should have been more firm.” 

“I’m too hard on her.”

“I’m not hard enough.”

I stress myself out sometimes worrying about whether I’m doing the right thing. I’ve been told to relax and I know I need to, but sometimes it’s easier said. I can be having a great day, but when something is off with my daughter, it can ruin my entire day. I know that’s not good, but it’s true 😕

I think as Mommies, we’ll always have that worry that we didn’t handle things the way we should have. I supposed it’s because we love our babies so much that we want to handle things “perfectly.”

Working Mommies, do you ever feel guilty about working??

I mean, I have to work to pay the bills and my daughter knows it, but I still see that hint of disappointment when I tell her I can’t make it to her school program or that I can’t go on a trip.

I would love to be able to be a school mom like my mother was, always at the school helping out and chaperoning on trips. But Mama gotta work!

Sigh.

People often tell me, “You’re such a great mother.” And I appreciate it. But to be honest, sometimes I don’t feel so great. I write about why in Confession From An Imperfect Mother and I suppose I’m still going through the process of reconciling with that part of my past. I have to continually pray to counter those guilty feelings that try to creep in from time to time.

It’s an everyday struggle and every day I pray for God to help me keep the faith that everything is going to be alright.
Ok. My rant is over lol. Was having a moment.

 

-Mizz K ♥

 

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