GLASS HOUSE christians

Still moving into my new life with confidence and zest – but I am also a realist.

Everything is on the table … wisdom is knowing what to pick up and run with; and what to punt.

I’m praying for wisdom.

E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. changed 399 days ago.

Nothing will ever be the same again.

I’m still trying to balance letting go and moving forward.

And for this I have been judged on 2 FB Widow’s Groups.

WTH???

Judgments came from so-called-christians. I wonder what they will do when their glass houses break wide open.

Widows should not be judging other widow’s journeys – we are all different with different lives.

I am on my way ... and everything is on the table: whatever Elohim sends my way, I'm accepting. He has never led me astray yet. People ... yes: Elohim - never.

Churchy folk seem to have more compassion for those fractured families outside the Body than they do those IN fellowship. It’s crazy.

I want satisfaction again. There will never be another Bob - but, I believe there can be a sense of satisfaction again; not in the same sense, of course. But I do believe I can be happy again. Somehow.

Elohei is my husband now: “For your Maker is your husband – the Lord Almighty is His Name”. Isaiah 54:5

NO ONE - including our kids - gets to sit in judgement on my life: past, present, or future. In the past, both kids were waaaaay out of line with demands, accusations, and judgments; perhaps that is why they are pissed: they could never control me. That's their problem. I answer only to Elohim, myself, and to Bob when he was here in the flesh, because I loved him. Period.

 I love you, Babe. Always ~ OX