Monday, November 25, 2013

FORGIVENESS

FORGIVENESS:

As a young teenage girl, I was angry. I was angry at the world. It took little to  nothing to set my rage into full force. It didn’t matter if it was the way you looked at me, maybe something you said to me, or I simply was in a bad mood from waking up. I couldn’t explain the turmoil within my soul. And little did I know then that it had to do with forgiveness.

Back then I’m not sure I really even understood what forgiving was. I could be mad and tell someone I forgave them but, the next time they upset me this flood of emotions would erupt and the wrong they did before was present yet again. You never knew when my temper might rear its ugly head.

As a young adult I learned to not allow the “old thing” you said or did to me come to the forefront. It remained in the past. You see this so many times in relationships. There’s an argument (example) Your boyfriend goes out with the guys and doesn’t call you when he said he would call. He says he’s sorry, and you say you forgive him but, the next time you have a disagreement, about anything, you bring it up saying, “well, remember back when you did ____….” And you spout it out before you even think about it. And most times it has nothing to do with whatever is happening in the moment. But you haven’t truly forgiven because you’ve allowed it to work its way into your words.

I think many people “think” they forgive others but, in honesty, deep down within their heart they are so hurt that they hang on to what happened in the past.

Several years ago I experienced true forgiveness. I worked side by side with a youth pastor. One day he received a call that there had been an accident with his mother at her home. When he arrived at her home he was told she had been murdered by her boyfriend. I was not present when he arrived at his mothers home. However, I was told that his words about the man who had done this terrible deed were something like, “He, too, is Gods child and must be forgiven.” This didn’t mean he didn’t feel this man needed to pay the price for murder. When I heard he had said those words I cried in anger. How in the world could he forgive someone like that for what he did to his mother? I truly did not understand.

As I grew to know Christ and grew to know this youth pastors heart and his love for Christ I learned that with all his power he not only talked the talk of living by Gods word but he was walking the walk. Is the pain of losing his mother to such a tragic death gone? No. It’s something he deals with every day of his life. And everyday he forgives.

I always speak my mind. If you make me mad, I tell you. If you hurt my feelings, I tell you. And occasionally, anger sparks within. I can honestly say recently my feelings were deeply hurt and due to anger I wanted to say some very mean things to the person who inflicted this pain upon my heart. But I refrained. I was honest with them about wanting to say very mean things to them but, instead I shared that God calls me to be a better person. He calls me to forgive.

That event reminded me of something I wrote about a year ago. It was something like this:
Have you ever not forgiven yourself for something? Who are you to be that mighty? If God forgives you and you can’t forgive yourself, are you not putting yourself higher then Him?

He died to wash away our sins! So we could have eternal life! How much more forgiveness could we ask for?

As flesh, many never admit, nor say they are sorry and they never ask to be forgiven. The important thing is that you forgive. For when you do it releases the negativity that holds you back from healing.

Blessings,
Bo
11/25/2013



Saturday, November 23, 2013

A NEED FOR DISTRACTION

A NEED FOR DISTRACTION


When you’re in the wilderness you have nothing. No family. No friends. No internet. Just you, nature and your thoughts. The whirlwind of thoughts that bog us down.
Instead of sitting quietly in the vast element of His creation our untrained mind has a need for distraction. This need for distraction runs deep within. Any distraction. With nothing around us we still feel the need to be distracted in order to not feel the pain. The cry of our heart.

What am I going to do now? How do I feel about things? I’m so hurt. Can I ever love again? Why?

It’s not for us to ask why? It’s for us to sit quietly and patiently for God to guide us. But our mind must be trained to be still. Be still and know He is God. To fully rely on our faith and His promises.

He will NEVER forsake us. (Deut 31:8)

Trust in the Lord with all your heart. Lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge HIM and HE shall direct your path. (Proverbs 3:5-6)

We need to train our minds. Allow the silence to take over the thoughts. To sit in wait. Wait upon the Lord. Be still.

Be still and know that I am God. (Psalm 46:10)

When in the wilderness you have nothing; yet you have everything.

Blessings,

Bo
11/23/2013

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

WHEN LOVE IS REAL....

When love is real…..

You don’t just get a promise, you get a commitment.
You don’t just get a body to lay down with, you get a heart that loves you to wake up with.
You don’t just get a partner, you get a soul mate that knows your being.
Their actions follow through with their words.
They deliver on being the person you need them to be. Selflessness.

You don’t just get honesty, you get loyalty.
Honesty doesn’t make them faithful – loyalty does.
Honesty doesn’t make them a good person, it just makes them not a liar.

A loyal heart can only be trusted.
A loyal heart will never put himself in a position to have to tell the truth about a lie.
With a loyal heart you don’t just communicate, you connect.
A loyal heart that loves you will not feed your insecurities, it starves them.
You don’t just tell someone they are special, you make them feel it.
You don’t just tell someone you love them, you show it.
A loyal heart will have unsolicited appreciation. And unguarded openness.


Don’t question a loyal heart if they’ve given you no reason to doubt it.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Unknown Path

Unknown Path

Can you hear it? I hear it but do not see it. It grows louder and louder but still no where in sight. The train whistle.
Can you hear it now?
I know that train is on the tracks with a destination unknown to me. Trains comes through here several times a day. Each on its own journey. A destination. But they are bound, with the whistle blowing, to arrive on schedule. When they come to the area of the track where there are choices the conductor chooses which track will take the train in the direction in which it should travel. By a simple flip of a switch.
But is it that simple? A simple flip of a switch? The answer to the day old question….where do I go from here?

We are the train. God is the conductor. The whistle is our cry out. We cry out to let all know our fears of the unknown path. God  knows the path. He has chosen it for us. A path to prosper us and not to harm us. (Jerm 29:11)


Sometimes God will take you down the path that you wanted just to show you it was not the path that you needed.


Blessings,
Bo
10/24/2013

Thursday, September 19, 2013

DEDICATION

Dedication……

Complete and whole hearted devotion. That is dedication. Think about that for a moment. Who has that? Who can truly say they have complete and whole hearted devotion?

Well, I experienced that this past weekend at a gigantic flea market. How do those vendors do it? How do they go to these festivals day in day out, weekend in weekend out, setting up, unpacking, packing and taking their prize possession with them to the next event? I stand amazed!
THAT, my friends, is dedication!

I saw everything you could imagine being sold. Bubble gum to antique furniture. I, myself, found a beautiful vase. Yes, I bought it. I saw so many things I wanted to buy, but refrained. Glenn, on the other hand, went with a list of things in mind. He found everything he had on his list. It was a treat to watch him in his element of search. That, too, was dedication. He didn’t just buy the first thing he saw. He actually had a little notebook and wrote down where he saw it and then he continued to search to see if he could find something he liked better.  In some cases he did and in some cases we went back for items. My vase was one we went back for. I can proudly say I purchased it with particular flowers in mind and together they look beautiful. My entire investment… $7.

Im still mesmerized by the dedication of the vendors. How on earth do they do it? Bartering, and ready to make a deal. But to do it day in and day out…no way I could be a vendor like that. Im selfish and enjoy my weekend way to much to sit in the hot humid weather, watching people digging through my items to find their prize possession.

When you stop to think about it…what would you say you are dedicated to with complete and whole hearted devotion?

Blessings,

Bo

Monday, September 2, 2013

UNBRIDLED


Driving this morning I was so inspired by all the colors of the scenery. Every cloud, every ray of sunshine, every green field, every yellow or white lily, fields of purple flowers....but my favorite, which caused me to pull over on the side of the road, was an Amish man working on training a horse. I sat parked just in awe of the beauty of the animal and the patience of his teacher. The horse was unbridled and being a bit stubborn. But when the man placed the bridle on, the structure of the bridle seemed to bring comfort to the horse and allowed him to be a bit more focused. It was as though that beautiful horse knew discipline of the bridle brought focus and he was ready to obey his teacher.

As I drove away my mind drifted to the thought....How are we any different? When we are unbridled we seem to become unfocused. We do things on our own, at our pace, our will, we speak without thought and we don't follow or do what we are truly "lead" to do. But, with the guidance of the bridle we have no choice to bring our focus back.

When we surrender and place the bridle on, we become focused on our Teacher. His word. His command. It is then that we learn to become more disciplined to follow Him, trust Him, believe His word and realize He loves us.

My morning was beautifully blessed with the sight of the horse and his teacher. Most importantly, my Teacher sent a clear message to follow, trust, believe and know He loves me.

May you be incredibly blessed today!

Bo Hayth

05-02-2013

WHAT WOULD YOUR SIGN SAY?

I've been still for a few days, pondering over something I read. Not sure how I feel on the matter. Do I get angry at the ignorance of the comment or do I just sit back and watch, listen, read and ponder on what everyone thinks.

Recently, I read where a comment was made about the many pictures bombarding a social media website of children holding pictures saying, "1000 likes and I'll beat cancer." Or a child holding a picture saying "I've kicked cancers butt."

The comment made was similar in saying...."No sign is ever going to make a child better so why encourage them to hold it up, take a picture and post it." The first thought I had was, "This guys a jerk!"  But, in a sense is he blessed? 

Blessed that he doesn't have a son or daughter who is fighting with a struggle over a non curable disease such as cancer. A child who doesn't scream out in pain as they are getting injections after injections, having a new port put in because the old one was worn out. A child who isn't puking their guts up from the chemo and who has little strength to hold their head up off the pillow from the radiation. A child who is not sick, whom he doesn't have to watch whither away and there is not one thing that Father or Mother can do to take the pain away from their child.

I do not know the man who made the comment. But my heart cries out for him. I praise God that if he has children may they always be healthy. And if he doesn't have children, then one day when he does, may they always be healthy.

Those of us who have children have heard the words, "Mommy, please make the pain stop. Pleeaasseee, make it stop." And as our eyes fill with tears we reply, " I wish I could, honey." All while praying, begging, and pleading to God...."take this from my child and put it on me. Please God, help.  I will give you my life, just please take this horrible thing away from my child."

So, the way I see it.....these children battle the cancer demon day in and day out. If taking a picture of them holding a sign saying "I beat cancer" or "If I can get 1000 likes I can beat cancer"...then let me get my camera and take a picture of a smiling child in that very moment. Cancer takes the lives of so many children...that might just be their last smile. If I had to take a picture of me holding a sign....my sign would say, "I'M PRAYING FOR YOU!"  What would your sign say?

I am blessed with a child who does not have an incurable disease. But my heart breaks for the families who struggles, day in and day out, that I cant even fathom.

Blessings,
Bo


This is dedicated to all the families who struggle with the battle of cancer.