No arguments

Rob and I have been together for 5 years and 9 months. We were engaged for two and a half years before we tied the knot. We have been married for a month and a half now. 

Both Rob and I started out as two very different people. The more we got to know eachother, the more we realised the differences. He is into video games, which is his way of venting and spending time alone. When we first got together, I found myself angry that he liked video games, simply because I didn't like them. I was (actually still am) into Disney, Cookie Monster, and wombats. I was trying my hardest to be unique and lovable. I was obsessed with boys, and Rob was available to "claim" as mine. I didn't realise until later that for him to be mine, I had to also be his. As the months flew by, I was growing up, and he was relaxing more, and understanding that a 17 year old was entitled to obsess over Cookie Monster. He was more willing to spend time with me, and invest himself in my likes. I eventually took time to invest in his likes. The people we were back then, would be in shock of the people we are now. 

It wasn't just differences in hobbies and obsessions that we had to get used to. Very early into the relationship, I opened up to him. It was almost easy once I got started. Very soon he knew regrets of my past, and problems that had arisen in the present. I loved to tell him things that no one else knew. I loved that we shared secrets. We got quite deep at times, and I can tell you for sure that Rob knows more about me than anyone else (besides God). It naturally took him longer to share, but it didn't bother me too much.

Both of have made mistakes. I admit that I have definately made more mistakes than he has, and I think I will still always feel guilty about my horrible decision making skills (or lack there of). 

Let's just say that we have been through a lot together, and apart, but one thing that has always remained is our ability to forgive eachother, and learn from our mistakes. I give the credit to God for placing us together. Rob and I were meant to be, and everything has been and will continue to be in God's perfect timing. 

So, we are married now, and very happy. We live in the downstairs of my Grandma and Aunty's house. They have been generous in letting us stay here, and it is definately teaching us to be greatfull. We have a bedroom with enough room for a TV. We have a make shift (very small) kitchen, without a sink, which means we have to fill a tub with shower water and do the washing up that way, or we take all of the dishes upstairs to wash up in the proper sink. Both ways require effort, but work. We have a small bathroom with a shower and toilet, but again, we are managing. It is squishy and uncomfortable at times but rob and I are settled. We trust that God will provide Rob with a decent paying job and a larger house to live in, but for now we have been provided with more than enough. 

One thing that has surprised me about being married is our lack of arguing. I have snapped at him a few times, but only when I have been frustrated at something else. I take my frustration out on him occasionally but I quickly say sorry. Rob has rarely needed to say sorry. We don't argue, or let anything become too much. I know very well that there will be larger arguments down the track, but for now, we are very happy, and even when we argue I suspect we will grow stronger and deeper in love. The point is, God has blessed our relationship. I feel so comfortable around Rob, not awkward at all. We laugh with eachother, play, cry and vent with eachother. We share the load. 

To those of you in relationships, I suggest you trust Jesus. Commit your relationships to Him. Let him journey with you. Most of all don't worry. Don't let your expectations run your relationship. Jesus is your cornerstone and solid rock. Expect surprises. 

Xo 

Without grumbling

Do everything without grumbling or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, “children of God without fault in a warped and crooked generation.” Then you will shine among them like stars in the sky as you hold firmly to the word of life. Philippians 2:14-16 (niv) 

Monday is usually grummbling day, and every other day except the weekends... Actually I probably grumble on the weekends too. I think grumbling is something we all do in our day to day lives. It is so much easier to say "I don't want to go to work" than "Wooohoo, I'm going to work today!". It seems to be a trend, not wanting to work. No one really wants to be told what to do I guess. The more I think about this bible verse, the more guilty I feel. Then you get up to the bit about "shining like stars" and I wish it were easy to work. I want that, I want to shine like stars! 

Life isn't easy, it was meant to be easy... Until we kinda decided that it was much easier to disobey God, than to obey him. We got what was coming to us, a hard life, and it is up to us to make it easier I suppose. God has already done so much for us by giving us our second chance, Jesus. So why should we grumble and argue? I need to remind myself to toughen up. I'm working for God, because he has done more than enough for me. 

I hope this encourages you.

Xo

Evolve? Really?

 So I was scrolling down my timeline in Facebook, and one of my family members posted this...

 

There were several likes on this picture. I giggled at the image whilst rolling my eyes. I guess this  image would make an evolutionist think, but as a christian, I find this very silly.

This article has some theories as to why whales beach themselves, and they make sence.... 

www.whalefacts.org/why-do-whales-beach-themselves/

To say that whales beach themselves in order to evolve is crazy. See the little fish in the bottom right of the cartoon image? It looks wrong. For starters fish are cold blooded, they breathe through gills (meaning they can only breathe in water), and their food is in the sea. Where can you find seaweed on land, other in an Asian resteraunt or in the supermarket? I know "evolving" is a very in depth topic, and there are several arguments that you can make against my opinions. You might take the axolotl fish. It walks on its legs, it is an odd fish, that might look "evolved", but I still can't see it out of the water. Ask a child where fish live, and they will say "in the sea". Children are smarter than you think. If fish or sea life creatures were meant to be on land, who would clean up the sea? Who would eat off the deep sea floor, maintain the seaweed and coral? What about the circle of life? God put fish in the sea, because they were meant to be in the sea. Whales are meant to be in the ocean, and I don't know why. I'm no scientist, but God has the greatest knowledge of science than anyone else. I think he would have made whales land animals, if they were meant to be.

Say No!

This post has been going around on Facebook for a few years. I don't mind when I see posts like this, more than once, because I know the message is getting across. I pray that it puts guilt into the lives of those who are bullies!

Anti-depressants, my blessing.

A nutshell..... 

"I'm Depressed" 

"I want to die"

"Life is hell"

"Why me?" 

"Why am I even here?"

"No one cares about me!"

"I can't handle this"

"I don't want to do this"

"Who am I?"

"Why don't they understand?"

These are all things I used to think. They were emotions that I felt, and struggled to tell anyone about. My childhood wasn't rough, but as child, I felt like nothing I said mattered. I was a silent lamb at school. I was in special ed, and was too scared to stand up to my bullies. I was a scared child. At home, I would scream and yell and cry and stomp and slam doors, because I felt more comfortable to express my feelings there. However, I never had the guts to say that I hated being bullied at school, and coming home to be bullied by my brothers was just too much. I needed the men (my brothers) in my life to tell me that they loved me. I would find out in later years that for most of my teenage years, I chose the wrong guys to "fall in love" with. Every time a relationship got messy, I blamed myself. 

Learning...

One of the most usefull things I learnt in high school was the topic of mental illnesses, however it meant that I had something to blame my hormones on. I somehow convinced myself that I was depressed. I wasn't depressed, not clinically. I wanted to be, so I could grab attention. I was low, I was down, and my hormones were making me crazy. 

The year I turned 14 I decided to follow Jesus. God used youth group and SMASH camp, to change my life. Unfortunately, I'm human, and I kept falling into a deep pit.

To cut a long story short, I soon realised how much I was feeling sorry for myself, but I was (and still am) convinced that I couldn't help the way my emotions were messing me around. During the first couple of years of adulthood, I spent almost every week in counselling. I am ashamed to admit that I was self harming. I visited the doctor, and he prescribed me with half strength anti depressants, to calm my anxiety attacks. After a couple of weeks, the medicine started to train my brain to think more clearly. I joined a website in which I could pay to talk to any medical professional. I spoke to a psychiatrist a few times, and he came to the conclusion that I probably had Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) http://www.sane.org/information/factsheets-podcasts/160-borderline-personality-disorder  I had never heard of it, but it fit. I may not have been diagnosed, but After a lot of research, I was more and more convinced that it was my diagnosis. 

I'm on full strength anti depressants now, and I'm not afraid any more. I can feel my brain thinking more clearly. I'm now able to focus on my Dad in heaven now.

It's ok to be on anti depressants, they aren't a burden, they are a blessing! 

Insecure little ones

I am a leader at a Girls Brigade company here in Brisbane, and I teach Cadets (Prep to grade 3). Each and every one of these girls are beautiful, intelligent, and thoughtfull.... But it saddens me to think that they don't want to be unique. I don't know if this sort of thing was happening when I was a kid, but it sure seems like children (especially girls) are getting less and less confident with themselves and at a very young age. I write up rules at the beginning of each GB year, and this year I decided to write "Be yourself" as one of the rules. I spent a few minutes trying to explain this rule to them, but I'm not sure if I got through to them or not. I need better ways to get through to them, as I am hoping that by the end of this year, I will have helped them to be as unique as they are. They spend a lot of time trying to be their version of perfect, by copying their peers. They are impatient, and don't want to take time in work (even the things they find exciting). I know some of this is just human nature, but I also believe that the world is turning my sweet little girls into clones who have no imagination. If I see their potential, why can't they? 

Advice/ opinions please! 

I'm stressed, but never alone.