Daily Prompt: Ten

via Daily Prompt: Ten

The Ten Commandments came to my mind when prompted by the word Ten.

As a child growing up in the Catholic Church/family, I think there was much emphasis on following the Ten Commandments. “Doing Works” to gain God’s love and acceptance into the kingdom of Heaven. (I am not saying this is how all Catholics practice, I myself still find myself enjoying the traditional Catholic Mass and what it represents now that I understand it. I can only speak for myself from what I experienced). As an adult I can happily say I have finally found that God loves me for me, he already does! He will never love me or you anymore than he already does today. Through reading the Word, attending numerous kinds of churches, watching and reading Joyce Meyer , Bible Studies I have learned that God is Love.img_1324


“who I am and why I’m here”

Who am I? Hmmm…. Well, first and most important, I am a child of God. My name, whom He calls me by is Melanie. There, that is about as deep as I will get because I don’t want to scare anyone away. Okay, so I am writing this post because I decided to do the Learning the Fundamentals class offered by WordPress. On day one, I am supposed to tell all of you awesome bloggers out there who I am and why I am here. And sense I don’t know much about blogging, as I posted in a past post, I thought “what would it hurt?”

I don’t really like to talk about myself, for I feel like I would probably just bore all the readers. I am a military wife of 12 years and of stay at home mom of 3 children. Ages 11, 7, and 2. Stay with me, it gets better. As a military family we move about every 3 years. This can take a toll on a family , as many of you probably already know. On our most recent move from San Antonio, Tx to Dayton, Oh, ( I know right? That’s what I thought too) . Oh, and we moved in January!! Holy Freezing!! Anyways, I won’t bore you with all the details of moving across country with 3 children during a school year, I will leave that up to your imagination, a few words to help you imagine would be sadness, loneliness, fear and yes, did I mention we were freezing? So, somewhere after moving in and getting my two oldest off to their new schools, I discovered a T.V. channel TBN. I know, I had nothing better to do but stare at boxes that needed to be unpacked and pictures to be hung and furniture to be placed somewhere, oh and all the toys and clothes to be put away while my husband was already at his new job 10-12 hours a day because that is just how the military works. So, sense all that seemed too overwhelming and not to mention, I had a 2 year old little boy home with me wanting to go outside and play or do something that he would call “fun” and I was still expected to feed my family some kind of food from a kitchen that wasn’t completely put together yet and clothe them with clean clothes etc.., you know all those regular things we do when we aren’t moving into a new home. I found myself intrigued by what they were saying on this channel.

I really don’t know how much you want to read, but I am going to keep going. So, I got hooked on Joyce Meyer, I mean how can’t you, she is so positive and encouraging. During this time, I also started reading a book, a dear friend of mine from Texas gave me while we were saying our goodbyes. I must say, sometimes those goodbyes can feel like a death. You tell them you will see them again, but deep down you know you won’t or that chances are very slim. The name of the book is titled “Believe” I honestly didn’t know if I would ever read it, when she gave it to me. But something made me pick it up one day and start reading. I never imagined how reading a book could make me feel such comfort. (There is power in His word)!

So, instead of making a long story even longer, I continued to read the book every day, and when I say every day, I mean 10-20 minutes a day, I really didn’t have anymore time than that to give.  I also started getting up at 5:45 to catch Joyce Meyer’s show Enjoying Everyday Life on TBN that airs at 6:00 before my kids would get up at 6:30 to start their day. I figured if I could watch it before they got up, I wouldn’t feel guilty about watching TV during the day when I am needed to do my chores and take care of my family.

One other thing that always seems to happen to me when we move, is I start getting this overwhelming feeling to do something different with my life, to give it more purpose, (note the title of my blog) whether it be start a new business, get a job, etc.. the possibilities are endless in my mind. Crazy huh? Well, this move wasn’t any different, I started having this urge to blog. Even know I didn’t even know really, what that was. I always thought, and don’t take offense, blogging was rather a waist of time. And I really thought reading them was even more of a  waist of time. I know, I am sorry, I just didn’t know. So, I researched them and even paid to start one? Luckily I got my money back when I realized I didn’t have to pay for one, especially sense I wasn’t going to be making any money blogging, sense the stats don’t look so good for that option, at least not for me. So, here I am a small town girl who still doesn’t know much about blogging but I am here to write in hopes that I can be inspirational to all my readers and lead by His example.

So, I am here because of “that urge” I felt, and I am finally going to go with it this time.

Sometimes that “urge” is God trying to tell you something and you should listen.

Give Purpose to your life but always try keep Him number one in all you do.

So, I would love to continue to share my stories of “life” living as a military family and as a follower of God. (The featured image was taken at our surprise “coming home” reunion for our children when my husband returned home from a 7 month deployment to Afghanistan.)

Photography courtesy of Erin Waynick Photography


This is my Job

This is a good example of someone giving purpose to life!


Farming these acres is my job.  A job I chose. A job I chose and grew to love. Being a woman farmer is what I am all about. A woman who farms not a farmers wife. I am the farmer.  The grower of food. cows

And I am still a relatively young woman.  In the peak of her working life. This is not my retirement or anything, I am not old enough for that – not by a long shot – this is my job. This is not a hobby or just something to pass the time. This is my job of work. It is a small enterprise on purpose. I like to fly under the radar. My food revolution is spreading by word of mouth. My job has impact.  I feed people.  I invite people to come and experience farming. This is my job. sow

It is not 9 – 5. It is…

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“Enjoy The Hassle”

“Enjoy the Hassle” is a phrase I heard while listening to one of my favorite radio stations, 93.3 The Star, based out of Cincinnati Ohio area. (It is a contemporary christian station).

The phrase came with an uplifting story about a young couple who were at the beach with there toddler. While they were in a hurry to leave and caught up in the moment of getting their things together and wrangling their young one away from the distractions at the beach, the mom heard a voice say “those were the days”.

She turned to look and it was an older couple passing by while they walked along the beach. She told the radio station that that comment changed her outlook on life and being a parent.

As a parent of three, myself, life can get a bit crazy and overwhelming. I loved this story and I will now try to “enjoy the hassle” as much as possible. For when it is gone, it is gone and you can’t get these days back.

Photograph courtesy of Erin Waynick Photography

Taking Care of Legalities – True Story

Love the writing of this piece, I can imagine this happening as I read it. Great descriptions of character!

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No jury sits in this court room. No spectators fill the room. You won’t hear whispers echoing across the isle. The silence is almost deafening.

Only four people will be in this trial. At one table, facing the Judge is the Defense Attorney and the accused. To their left stands another table with the prosecutor facing the judge. He has a stack of papers lain neatly in front of him. The Defense attorney’s table is bare.

The Judge sits high above the rest of the room. His eyes focus on the defendant. My hands are locked together in front of me and my knees knock together slightly. My Attorney leans over and gently bumps my shoulder with His. He gives me a wink and then focuses back on the Judge.

The accuser stands straight, cocky like. His eyes are fire and his hand rests on the stack of papers. He…

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What is my purpose?

So, I am asking myself, and God, “What is my purpose in blogging?” What do I want to get out of it?  Why have I suddenly become interested in it?

To be honest, I still don’t even know much about this blogging thing. I don’t really know how it works or even how you find other bloggers that have the same interests and quite frankly,  who would have an interest in what I am writing about? How do you get people to read your posts? Where are they being posted? Are they in some kind of black blogging space somewhere no one can even find? Is this just for my own ego, do I like to hear myself type? Is it a fantasy of mine to become the next most popular blogger that everyone wants to follow?

I don’t have a Twitter account, I’m not even sure what that is. I have a Facebook account and email and this free Wordpress account and that is it. The only thing I have to go by is this sudden urge to write in hopes that I may help, inspire, and or motivate someone else to live their life with “Purpose“. Hopefully, to follow God’s purpose for their lives.

When I say Purpose, I don’t mean you have to be a famous evangelist or start your own multi million dollar business or even reach 1,000 “friends” on your Facebook page or have all kinds of Twitter followers. (And again, not even sure what that is). I mean, live your life the way God has called you to and be at peace with whatever that is. If it is a stay at home Mom, embrace it, if it is a teacher, teach with passion, if it is a pastor, preach it!  Whatever it is, don’t compromise.

Don’t compromise, what does that mean?  Well, the Merriam Webster definition reads:        a way of reaching agreement in which each person or group gives up something that was wanted in order to end an argument or dispute
: something that combines the qualities of two different things
: a change that makes something worse and that is not done for a good reason

We all have a purpose here on earth. Some or most of us are searching for something that isn’t truly what we should be looking for and that could be why you aren’t happy. 

I want to admit that I have compromised recently, I have never posted any of my blog on my Facebook page or even shared with anyone, not even my own husband, that I have started one! In fear of what my “friends” may think. What am I afraid of? Rejection? Being talked about? Not being accepted?

Nothing says it better than His word in Romans 12:2-21

God has given each of us the ability to do certain things well.”

Romans 12:6

Through studying God’s word, I am finding that He has a great plan for me and He has a plan for you too!

I am Thankful for that One Follower that I have, thank you for taking the time in reading my first post. I hope you will continue to read them and pray for you to receive happiness and comfort in them.



Now What?

So, I have been “saved“, now what?

That is a question many of you may be asking yourselves a few days after your “big event”. You probably don’t feel much different than you did before, but you might just have a little “skip in your step” that you didn’t have before. It might be a better mood, more patience with your children or spouse, more motivation to pray or speak to God or you have become more curious about His teachings and the relationship He wants to have with you.

Keep in mind we are all human and we are all sinners. “Being Saved” doesn’t mean you are all of a sudden going to become perfect or sinless. It doesn’t mean you will be magically turned into someone else and all your problems will go away, or all your stress will just disappear.

No, it means much more than that! It means that you have invited God to come live in you! You have a new Hope in you! And that in itself, will begin a change in you. There is no turning back, you have accepted God’s grace and you are a True Believer!

I would love to invite you to watch the same broadcast that I watched the day I was saved. You can find it on http://www.joycemeyer.org  Once you are there go to the broadcasts tab and scroll down to March 25 “A Living Hope”. You are on your way to Being Saved!



Just Like That!

So, I was “Saved“, Just Like That! I don’t know about any of you and your experiences with “being saved” or “reborn” or “born again”, how ever you want to put it, or maybe you haven’t even made that choice yet. Or like me, you don’t even know what that means. My initial reaction was a feeling of joy, peace, relief, nervousness, but above all, a feeling that I had been accepted by God completely. That no matter what I had done in the past, I had been forgiven and no matter what I do in the future I know Jesus still loves me!

I couldn’t believe it was that easy, I had been led to believe my whole life that “being saved” meant something different. I never really knew what it meant but I was told things that made me believe you were weird or a “bible beater” or in a strange church somewhere in the deep woods speaking in tongues and shaking around on the floor or dancing around with your hands in the air chanting things.

It was something my family didn’t talk about that’s for sure. Don’t get me wrong, I was brought up to believe in God and the Holy Bible. I went to church every Sunday and was a good Catholic girl who felt guilty at the drop of a hat. I always believed in God and all his teachings. I never even doubted religion, I just didn’t really get it.

I am finally at the age of 38, “getting it”.




Today I Was Saved

Today I was saved! Yes, on April Fools Day 2016, of all days, I was saved. Today was the day I realized what being saved meant and it happened to me. And it didn’t happen in a church or in front of a bunch of people. It all happened in my quiet, dark living room at about 6:20 a.m. while watching the Joyce Meyers Enjoying Everyday Life TV show!

Like many of you, I always thought, “Being Saved” meant something that I didn’t understand. Was it a feeling I was supposed to feel, was I going to start speaking in “tongues” or shaking on the ground and professing in faith in front of a crowd of people in church? Would I know if it happened to me? Does it happen to everyone or just those “special” people?

To be honest, none of these things happened. Well, except for the feeling part. I felt happy, at peace, cried happy tears, I felt like a weight had been lifted and that I could finally let go….. and cast my cares on God!

And it was as easy as professing my Faith to God and reciting a prayer that I was lead into during my recent morning routine of drinking coffee and watching the TBN airing of Joyce Meyer.

I have always been a Believer in God, but I was ignorant to what it really meant to be a follower of God and True Believer and how His teachings can play a part in your everyday life.

I would love to share my Journey with you and hear all about yours as well. I hope and pray to be inspirational and motivating to as many people as I can be.