Ask God for help!!

(Philippians 4:6 NLT)

Have you ever had one of those days when nothing goes right? When the odds are stacked against you, you’re overwhelmed, and you wonder if you should just give up and go back to bed?

When you have a day like that—or maybe even a year like that—you have two choices: You can worry, or you can worship.

You can’t do both. If you’re worrying, you’re not going to worship. If you’re worshiping, you’re not going to worry.

Philippians 4:6 says, “Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done” (NLT).

The antidote to worry is worship—to pray, praise God, and ask him for what you need.

When many people hear the word “worship,” they think of music. Music is one way to worship. But worship really is an entire lifestyle. Every aspect of your life can be an act of worship to God.

This morning for example, I woke up earlier then usual. I had one thought in my mind that worried me.  My family , friends , and the corona-virus. I started listening to the news as usual , but then decided to praise God for all his goodness and mercy instead. I can't control whats happening in our world around me, but there is someone who can and will.....God. 

When impossible days come, choose to worship God by asking him to help you. He will always hear and respond !

Trusting God

Don't depend on you

We  live in a world where trust must be earned and seems to be in short supply. But Salomon,  the famous king who wrote Proverbs, knew that trust is exactly where we must start.
Most of us face  disappointments, which have taught us that we can only depend  upon ourselves.  But living the life God has called us to means unlearning that lesson instead., we're  meant to rest in God's  understand.
Of course  trusting  Him completely like that can be tough. So each day we must lay aside our own plans  and expectations- and surrender to His plan.

Every day is a second chance

Two years have gone by since my son's illness. The actual word is healing.  His testicles  were and are placed inside his  inner thighs among other changes in his body. Remembering back in September 4, 2016, when he got sick, as I took him to emergency three times the same week , before they knew what he had. Then being transfer to a Houston Texas hospital for immediate surgery, not knowing that his life was in a thread.
We have come a long way since then. My son still has the changes in his body, which in any other person would have made him depressed, yet God has given him peace of mind and hope for a  better tomorrow . A tomorrow when he can have the surgeries of reconstruction. He started working in his old job last year, not totally well. His walk in life isn't easy, his walk literally painful at times, has made him a stronger person , not giving up. Yes , there are times that as a mom, his mom, I wonder will he recuperate to his old life again? And I hear him say in conversation....mom , when I have my own children. You see my son has never married and he has no children, yet he trusts God for a total recuperation.
Two years ago doctors said, he might not make it, God said : he will. I call that  a second chance. 

The son I almost lost

It was August 8th 2016, my son woke up to a terrible pain in his left lower side and didn't go to work. He thought it was just a simple pain and that it would go away. Some days later the pain was unbearable and I took him to the emergency at Bayshore Hospital. They did some tests , gave him antibiotics and send him home, but the pain got worst. Two weeks later we were at the emergency again, after a couple of hours, a doctor went to the room and told my son that he was very ill and needed surgery right away. They made preparations to have him transfer  to another Hospital by ambulance. That night my son was seen by many doctors, all asking so many questions and trying to figure out the reason of a  flesh eating bacteria my son had in his intestines that had traveled all the way down to his colon and testicles. Three doctors took me aside and said; We just want to you to know that even after several surgeries we're going to have to do tonight , your son may not make it. He is very ill. My son was in surgery several hours, time that I called my family , and my son's dad. Then I sat on a bench and cried. I felt like my world as I knew, had no meaning. And in that desperation I called on God. I knew my son was going to go through so much pain, and at that moment I told God , just take my son, I don't want him to suffer. Of course I didn't mean what I had said, and I'm sure God knew. I cried to God and ask that He would put his hand first before the doctors and control everything they were going to do to my son that night. They came out to let me know that they had done all they could . I went home , it was six in the morning and I fell asleep. The phone rang at ten , one of the doctors that had done the surgery called to tell me that my son was going to make it.
  It has been a long process to recovery, but we have seen God's hand in my son's health this whole year. Its easy to talk about faith as long as we don't have to actually use it or need it. We never know how much faith we have until we go through something huge. We don't know how strong we are until we have to be, for one of our children. We don't know what God can do , until we are in great need of a miracle.