Goeie dag??

Hoop dit gaan goed daar met jou ??
Hier is die video opname van die skrifgedeeltes vir die week ? 
Ek glo die Woord sal ook vreugde en vrolikheid in jou en jou geliefdes se harte wees ? 
Baie seën vir die res van die week wat voorlê?

Vrede vir jou

Goeie dag??

Hoop dit gaan goed daar met jou ??
Hier is die video opname van die skrifgedeeltes vir die week ? 
Ek glo die Woord sal ook vreugde en vrolikheid in jou en jou geliefdes se harte wees ? 
Baie seën vir die res van die week wat voorlê?

Vrede vir jou

#marykayanag

Thought for Today: Monday September 05:

The word {Redeem} means to buy back – to recover by paying a price. The word redeemed can be illustrated from the ancient world by the position of a slave who had been captured in battle or enticed into serving one who was not his legal master. His real master however, intend on recovering his slave’s service and love, would buy him back – redeem him from the enemy – at great personal cost. That is what YHVH did for us… By Yeshua’s death on the cross, He paid the price for our deliverance, a price far greater than our true value. He did it solely because He Loved us. Now we have been redeemed.

Today was hard. I had to drive down and see my mom for the first time in more than 2 years. A couple days ago, when I called her, was the first time I'd even spoken to her in more than a year and a half. The actual interaction was polite but nothing more than surface level conversation and the very hard realization was that she does not care about myself, my husband or our children. I wish I were exaggerating but every mention of them was dodged and avoided. What really broke my heart was having to explain to my 14-year-old, when he questioned my trip, that she genuinely doesn't care about our family. I don't understand that mentality. I don't understand how someone can treat their family, their child, as something that's disposable. I understand that she doesn't agree with Torah. I understand that she doesn't agree with us walking away from pagan holidays. I understand even that she seems to be threatened by the fact that I do things differently. I don't understand how she can be so okay with pretending we don't exist. Her house is full of pictures of birds and insects and mounted deer heads. Her three little dogs run around and occupy her attention. All the while, her grandchildren are growing up little more than 2 hours away. She's replaced all of us and doesn't seem the least bit phased with it. My heart is mostly numb to her, specifically, but my heart still breaks for my children and the relationships that they've lost. They don't even understand what an uncle is because my brothers don't have anything to do with them. They don't understand what a grand parental relationship could be because they don't have active grandparents. My husband's mom comes around once in awhile but doesn't really understand what it means to be a grandparent herself. Not only do I feel like my kids are missing out but I feel like parenting is so much harder for Jake and I than what our parents had. Both of our moms were teen moms and had more help than I've ever been able to even imagine! Their levels of help were very different from one another but they had help. Jake and I have never known consistent help at all! This generation is a very selfish one and a very hard one to raise kids in!

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