Comments on: Where do I go to quit? http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/ Living Out My Faith in a Caffeinated World Sat, 04 Feb 2012 04:12:48 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: becky http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/comment-page-1/#comment-1716 becky Mon, 08 Jun 2009 13:12:20 +0000 http://coffeeshopjournal.com/?p=1137#comment-1716 yup...the honesty is so challenging to me.....the transparency...it's what we're called to I know...so seeing it modeled was huge. THANKS yup…the honesty is so challenging to me…..the transparency…it’s what we’re called to I know…so seeing it modeled was huge. THANKS

]]> By: marla http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/comment-page-1/#comment-1713 marla Sat, 06 Jun 2009 01:47:23 +0000 http://coffeeshopjournal.com/?p=1137#comment-1713 Jennifah!!! I miss you! Thanks for the comment. We've had a good -- but as you can tell, stressful -- trip to NE. We'll be back end of June, early July. and then again late in July and mid August. So maybe we can meet up this summer! Jennifah!!! I miss you! Thanks for the comment. We’ve had a good — but as you can tell, stressful — trip to NE. We’ll be back end of June, early July. and then again late in July and mid August. So maybe we can meet up this summer!

]]> By: marla http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/comment-page-1/#comment-1712 marla Sat, 06 Jun 2009 01:46:15 +0000 http://coffeeshopjournal.com/?p=1137#comment-1712 Thanks, Tommie. And I totally understand. How come God's plan for us is rarely attractive and just what we would have chosen for ourselves? Thanks, Tommie. And I totally understand. How come God’s plan for us is rarely attractive and just what we would have chosen for ourselves?

]]> By: marla http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/comment-page-1/#comment-1711 marla Sat, 06 Jun 2009 01:45:25 +0000 http://coffeeshopjournal.com/?p=1137#comment-1711 Wow, Becky...really? I really debated this one. It was a little whiny. But then again...we all get whiny and rarely admit it. Today was a better day! Wow, Becky…really? I really debated this one. It was a little whiny. But then again…we all get whiny and rarely admit it. Today was a better day!

]]> By: becky http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/comment-page-1/#comment-1710 becky Fri, 05 Jun 2009 15:24:23 +0000 http://coffeeshopjournal.com/?p=1137#comment-1710 one of my favorite posts of yours.... one of my favorite posts of yours….

]]> By: Tommie http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/comment-page-1/#comment-1709 Tommie Fri, 05 Jun 2009 13:14:58 +0000 http://coffeeshopjournal.com/?p=1137#comment-1709 I totally get this as I had a very "Jonah" attitude with one of my relatives. After my Dad had gone home to be with the Lord, I was ticked off that God had taken my dad and not my grandmother. OK....I know you're freaking out right now....but let me explain. My grandmother (on my Dad's side) was not your typical sweet loving Mimi. She left my Dad's father (for no apparent reason) when my Dad was very young and remarried several times before my Dad was 10. At one point she abandoned my Dad and he went to stay with his Aunt (actually a good thing.) My Dad basically raised himself and found his way into every pool hall in Jacksonville, FL, by age 14. He enlisted in the Navy at 18 and when he came "home" on leave, discovered his mom had moved to TN. As a child, I remember her sending gifts one Christmas....2 to my oldest sister (the one she liked,) none to my other sister (the one she didn't like,) and lacey undergarments to me....I was 7. She never made it to any of our weddings (probably a good thing) and when my husband met her, all he could mutter later when we were alone was....she's so mean, she's so mean. (This is very uncharacteristic of my husband as he gets along with everyone and hardly ever has a bad word to say about others.) We had taken her out to dinner and she had reduced the waitress to tears with a single sentence. I could go on....but won't (sorry if that was too many details...guess I still need to vent.) I was never angry at God for taking my Dad home, I just couldn't understand why he wouldn't have taken HER instead. However, one day a couple of months after my Dad's death, I was thinking about this and convicted in such a way that it was like being struck by lightening. Had God taken her, she'd have gone straight to hell. She was as lost as possible. Now, I had a Dad in Heaven hoping somehow his mother would repent, come to know Christ's saving Grace, and later join him. It brought me to tears. Who would intercede for her...on my Dad's behalf......ME! I began to pray for her on a daily basis that somehow God would grip her heart and she would be transformed throuh the power of the Holy Spirit. I was unable to see her but prayed God would send someone. (I was in South FL at the time just beginning my family and she in a nursing home in TN.) Though I didn't see her before her death several years later, Adrian Rogers did. If there was ever someone God could use to help her understand His forgiveness, grace, and love, Adrian Rogers was it. I won't know til I get to Heaven if she trusted Christ, but I did what God called me to do...and I'm so thankful. We may be disgusted with the sin in someone else's life and their turning God away over and over again, but God's love is greater than our attitude. He accomplishes the impossible....after all...He saved me. As long as there is life, there is hope. The thief on the cross showed us that. Perhaps those Ninevites had a faithful ancestor pleading with God on their behalf. I totally get this as I had a very “Jonah” attitude with one of my relatives. After my Dad had gone home to be with the Lord, I was ticked off that God had taken my dad and not my grandmother. OK….I know you’re freaking out right now….but let me explain. My grandmother (on my Dad’s side) was not your typical sweet loving Mimi. She left my Dad’s father (for no apparent reason) when my Dad was very young and remarried several times before my Dad was 10. At one point she abandoned my Dad and he went to stay with his Aunt (actually a good thing.) My Dad basically raised himself and found his way into every pool hall in Jacksonville, FL, by age 14. He enlisted in the Navy at 18 and when he came “home” on leave, discovered his mom had moved to TN. As a child, I remember her sending gifts one Christmas….2 to my oldest sister (the one she liked,) none to my other sister (the one she didn’t like,) and lacey undergarments to me….I was 7. She never made it to any of our weddings (probably a good thing) and when my husband met her, all he could mutter later when we were alone was….she’s so mean, she’s so mean. (This is very uncharacteristic of my husband as he gets along with everyone and hardly ever has a bad word to say about others.) We had taken her out to dinner and she had reduced the waitress to tears with a single sentence. I could go on….but won’t (sorry if that was too many details…guess I still need to vent.) I was never angry at God for taking my Dad home, I just couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t have taken HER instead. However, one day a couple of months after my Dad’s death, I was thinking about this and convicted in such a way that it was like being struck by lightening. Had God taken her, she’d have gone straight to hell. She was as lost as possible. Now, I had a Dad in Heaven hoping somehow his mother would repent, come to know Christ’s saving Grace, and later join him. It brought me to tears. Who would intercede for her…on my Dad’s behalf……ME! I began to pray for her on a daily basis that somehow God would grip her heart and she would be transformed throuh the power of the Holy Spirit. I was unable to see her but prayed God would send someone. (I was in South FL at the time just beginning my family and she in a nursing home in TN.) Though I didn’t see her before her death several years later, Adrian Rogers did. If there was ever someone God could use to help her understand His forgiveness, grace, and love, Adrian Rogers was it. I won’t know til I get to Heaven if she trusted Christ, but I did what God called me to do…and I’m so thankful. We may be disgusted with the sin in someone else’s life and their turning God away over and over again, but God’s love is greater than our attitude. He accomplishes the impossible….after all…He saved me. As long as there is life, there is hope. The thief on the cross showed us that. Perhaps those Ninevites had a faithful ancestor pleading with God on their behalf.

]]> By: Jen Hevenor http://coffeeshopjournal.com/2009/06/04/where-do-i-go-to-quit/comment-page-1/#comment-1708 Jen Hevenor Fri, 05 Jun 2009 13:03:14 +0000 http://coffeeshopjournal.com/?p=1137#comment-1708 Love to read your blog Marla. Would also love to hear about Mark. Hope your enjoying your time in New England=) Love to read your blog Marla. Would also love to hear about Mark.
Hope your enjoying your time in New England=)

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