tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post9204197385860629108..comments2023-10-23T17:44:39.517-07:00Comments on Paratus Familia Blog: When things aren't what they appearEnola Gayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12719123975236426938noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-74600535846964131592010-09-21T23:28:04.699-07:002010-09-21T23:28:04.699-07:00Thank You.Thank You.Marienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-28590379973834307692010-09-12T19:12:40.576-07:002010-09-12T19:12:40.576-07:00Yup, all you can say to that is Amen...Yup, all you can say to that is Amen...Groundhoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11989539152338872547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-46308100310002241982010-09-11T05:51:05.565-07:002010-09-11T05:51:05.565-07:00Beautiful post, sister.
Thank youBeautiful post, sister.<br />Thank youCarolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05917386285594576612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-76859299453035921702010-09-10T10:36:40.614-07:002010-09-10T10:36:40.614-07:00AHHHhhhhhhh....men.
What a comfort.
Thank you.AHHHhhhhhhh....men.<br /><br />What a comfort.<br /><br />Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-45382860854798832322010-09-09T17:33:11.148-07:002010-09-09T17:33:11.148-07:00Amen sister! A great post!Amen sister! A great post!SHARONhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18408136143188209922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-64408942193172667132010-09-09T10:42:54.664-07:002010-09-09T10:42:54.664-07:00Thanks. Thanks so much. You have encouraged a fami...Thanks. Thanks so much. You have encouraged a family today. JenniferAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-48517455341155655812010-09-09T09:02:14.556-07:002010-09-09T09:02:14.556-07:00Once again I am moved to the point of tears by you...Once again I am moved to the point of tears by your writing. Thank you Enola, you truly are a light.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-43633361928414352712010-09-08T20:07:46.181-07:002010-09-08T20:07:46.181-07:00Thanks for including a bit about Chase. I too had...Thanks for including a bit about Chase. I too had a daughter stillborn...a little porker weighing in at 9 lbs. 3 oz. She had the cord around her neck 5 times. We were planning a home birth (shame on me...a maternal child health R.N.) but she passed away quietly on my due date before I ever went in to labor...so quietly that I did not figure it out for another 16 hours. No one had to "break the news" and tell me because God let me know first.<br /><br />I had all night to cry to God, to question WHY, to ask "Now what?" and "How do I go on?" And little by little, I learned that He is faithful.<br />Then I only saw dimly, now I see clearer, but soon I will see fully.<br /><br />As a nurse, there were times I would take care of a mom with an unhappy outcome (happy for the infant however). I would long to take all the parents sadness for them because I knew how to grieve. Why I believed myself to be an expert at crying to God! But even if I could have taken their pain and grieved for them, I would have ROBBED them of a closer walk with God.<br /><br />Your story is that of a woman who has learned to cast ALL her cares upon the Lord because He cares for you...and for each one of us.<br /><br />We are precious in His sight.Save the Canning Jarsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-86720427258080589592010-09-08T19:15:53.275-07:002010-09-08T19:15:53.275-07:00Thank you for this! Years ago I was at a very low...Thank you for this! Years ago I was at a very low point in life. I was alone and with little chance, I believed, of finding someone to share life with, to love and marry and raise a family. In my lowest moment I found an isolated spot in some woods and finally, desperately, let go of my fears and heartbreak. I prayed and and thanked God for the many blessings I had to be thankful for. I managed to whisper aloud, "Father you know my heart and you know also my desire to marry and have a family. But if it is your will for me to be single, I will be the best man I can be." After that prayer I wiped my eyes and stood. I felt better and actually seemed as if a heavy load had been lifted from me. About a week later I received a small birthday gift from my former fiance in the mail. As I was driving home from school on a November afternoon, I am a teacher, I heard a voice telling me to go thank my former fiance for the gift. She too was a teacher and taught not far off of my road home. I shrugged it off as I was glad to be going home earlier than usual. I was coaching high school football and our season had ended and that meant no more long practices and meetings. I was glad to be going straight home for the first time in months. Again I heard the voice telling me to go and thank my former fiance. I shrugged it off again. When the voice told me a third time to go, I turned my truck around, by this time I had passed the intersection which would take me to her school. I drove on to her school and I went to her classroom. As I stepped toward the door, a woman was coming out and we practically ran into each other. I looked at her and a powerful feeling washed over me. At that moment I knew why I was directed to go thank my former fiance. The woman I nearly walked into was my former fiance's teacher assistant, and within a little over a year became my wife. God answered my prayer with a miracle. The following year God gave me another miracle, a daughter. Even now it seems almost a fairy tale or too good to be true, but it happened. I know the Truth. God is with us alswys. <br /><br />Please forgive me for writing so much but your story was so powerful that I felt I had to share mine.Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-25607841681251638852010-09-08T18:41:20.680-07:002010-09-08T18:41:20.680-07:00Enola, what a beautiful post. Thank you so very m...Enola, what a beautiful post. Thank you so very much for sharing your heart. <br />LisaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-47022323702844080822010-09-08T17:37:07.281-07:002010-09-08T17:37:07.281-07:00Someone who views life like I do--as a war, as bat...Someone who views life like I do--as a war, as battles to be fought! I cannot tell you how much criticism I've taken for that. I consider myself a warrior of God. Moms are raising Righteous Reinforcements. It is the nature of life, but we must chose whom we serve each and every time. "Not my will, but thine..."Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342615892918431141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-52410466148766692242010-09-08T17:34:00.441-07:002010-09-08T17:34:00.441-07:00Wow, just wow !!Wow, just wow !!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-32366430156060812202010-09-08T14:49:46.067-07:002010-09-08T14:49:46.067-07:00Beautifully written and just what I needed to read...Beautifully written and just what I needed to read today. And isn't that just always the way with the Lord.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11326484192966920116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-29433353387736634222010-09-08T13:47:43.062-07:002010-09-08T13:47:43.062-07:00Once, when my daughters were small, they asked to ...Once, when my daughters were small, they asked to go play in the water outside. They had on swimsuits already. They had the water toys in hand. I told them no, it was chilly outside. I knew that when they got wet outside when it was chilly they always ran fevers later.<br />Oh, how they railed. Oh how they fussed. This is what they wanted. This is what I should give them. I offered them other passtimes, but they would have none of it. If they couldn't play in the water they would pout and look forlorn! I stood my ground. I'd rather look at forlorn little girls than sick little girls. After several hours they began to forget that they were forlorn, and I gave them cookies. Days later, the weather was stunning and they played in the water. <br />God is like this. We want what we want but he knows what we need. He lets us rail and weep. He lets us pout and look forlorn. When we learn the lesson, and give up on the pouting, he gives us wonderful cookies (blessings). Because he loves us, even when we fuss.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-9661077812125764022010-09-08T13:09:04.246-07:002010-09-08T13:09:04.246-07:00I needed this today and I will need it again tomor...I needed this today and I will need it again tomorrow and the day after and the day after that. It's the thing I must remember; start each day on my knees.<br /><br />Thank you for the blessing.Andreanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-32208821835297251132010-09-08T12:27:34.344-07:002010-09-08T12:27:34.344-07:001 Timothy 6:12
Fight the good fight of the faith. ...1 Timothy 6:12<br />Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called and about which you made the good confession in the presence of many witnesses.<br /><br />Battle on Sister!<br /><br />-Big Daddy Andy-=The Malchert Family=-https://www.blogger.com/profile/09197186771666681621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-54949021526479443882010-09-08T11:13:50.067-07:002010-09-08T11:13:50.067-07:00Enola Gay, this time I had to wipe the tears from ...Enola Gay, this time I had to wipe the tears from my eyes before I could begin to type a comment. You are so very open and honest,<br />reading your blog is like peeking in on a private scene. I feel like a voyeur, but I can't turn away. Actually, I don't want to turn away because I learn so much about myself when I read about your life. <br /><br />We are on different paths, but the goal is the same. I, too, have a hard time giving over control of my life to God. My faith is at times very weak and that's when I get myself into trouble. God is patient with me, so He has always guided me back on track. Through His grace and His wisdom, I was led to your blog.<br />And your blog has helped me see more clearly.<br /><br />Sometimes I try so hard to do things my way (even while He is guiding me in His way) that I have to laugh out loud at my arrogance and folly. He sees how everything fits together, I don't. He has Google Earth Elite, I have only Google Earth Basic. My view is limited and fuzzy, His is clear and broad. So the question remains, why do I continue to try to do things my way? There must be a reason for it, but only He knows because I sure don't. <br /><br />Another very moving and thought-provoking topic. Thank you so much for it.<br /><br />NoCal GalAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294304458677955232.post-73336482360096472012010-09-08T10:33:55.137-07:002010-09-08T10:33:55.137-07:00Beautifully written, Enola Gay. "His ways ar...Beautifully written, Enola Gay. "His ways are not are ways." We only see the here and now, not the big picture. Sometimes we understand why things happen as they do years after the fact; sometimes never in this lifetime. But God sees the whole picture, and our trust has to be in Him. Thank you for sharing these moments in the journey of your life with us.<br /><br />Pam in TennesseeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com