Monday, September 19, 2016

A Soul Crying Out

As I explore and take in my new surroundings, I find myself noticing how many megachurches there are in this area. There are a bunch.

I also notice how little I see ministry.

There is widespread homelessness in the Tampa-Metro area. You see it quite a bit, it's much more open here, probably because there are so many more people in this area. Being who I am and what type of church I come from, I find myself thinking "How can I help?" Of course I can't open a home for everyone, though I really wish I could. 

My soul is crying out to help, a ground I'm familiar with. I find myself thinking about my church family back in Kentucky and how we would be organizing a way to bring food to those who need it. We would find a way to ensure some of the basic needs are met for these people. It may be happening here, but I don't see it. I don't FEEL it. 

Yesterday, as The Hubs and I were out in our travels, two churches required a sheriff's deputy to direct traffic. One church actually had parking attendants. They had a campus, a HUGE campus. All I could think to myself is "That money being spent on these things could go toward a much bigger cause!" 

We haven't found a church yet, because they all seem to be either megachurches or they seem to be exclusive, members only or not welcoming of sinners.

I love where I'm at. I love this area, this new place I call home. But my soul longs for that spiritual connection I felt with my church family back home. I wish I could clone each and everyone one of them and have them here. I want to go out to the people, go to those dark places, those highways and biways and let those people know that they are me, by Christ. I want to help them, feed them, cleanse them. I want to sit with these people, learn their stories, find out why, find out how. 

Oh Jesus friend of sinners
Open our eyes to the world at the end of our pointing fingers
Let our hearts be led by mercy
Help us reach with open hearts and open doors
Oh Jesus friend of sinners break our hearts for what breaks yours

 I ask you, friends, to lift up those who are homeless, those who are seeking, those who are wandering. Not only in the Tampa area, but the world over. 

Saturday, September 17, 2016

This Life I Live

"Move to Florida" they said.
"You won't have to worry about school getting canceled for snow" they said.

Okay, so we moved to Florida. The kids started school, then BAM, a couple weeks later, school gets canceled for a tropical storm.


Not to mention I see all of my friends back home talking about how crisp the air is, how Autumn is in the air. Oh, is it? Well, it's 93 here. There's no cooling off for us. No sir!

Am I envious? I'd be lying if I said no. But, I live close to a metro-area. Tonight, The Hubs and I drove to the grocery store and had to go over a bridge and I could see the Tampa skyline. It was beautiful. 

I don't have to skydive to get a rush. I just have to remind myself that I am a resident of the Tampa Metro area. I think that is wicked cool. We get to experience things people don't usually get to experience. A fundraiser for Lil Bit's school is selling tickets to a pro-football game. Don't get that in Kentucky. 

Some things don't change. I still got the kids as my sidekick when it's just us exploring. We just moved into our own place, so the frisk factor for The Hubs and I went from being zero to bow chicka wow wow. 

We may not have much, but we don't need much, because we have each other. We have our family. At the end of the day, that's all that matters. 

This life I live, it may be sweltering hot at times ('cause of the temp), but I wouldn't change all the sweat for the world. Because we are at an amazing place in our lives. 

I love it!

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

My words were:

Groan ~  frisk ~  autumn ~ skydive ~ wicked ~ sidekick
And they were submitted by Dinosaur Superhero Mommy. Thanks!!!

Do me a solid and see what my friends have for you!

Southern Belle Charm