tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7440122315390205122024-03-14T02:41:37.907-07:00Letters to GodMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-66561712153302908352013-09-20T22:15:00.003-07:002013-09-20T22:15:55.084-07:00September 21, 2013Dear Lord...<br />
I want to thank-you for giving me life. For giving me friends. For giving me family, both biological and not. You are truly amazing in the way you make our lives work. But I'd like to put in a letter to my readers today, to express how much you have done for me....<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Tonight I went to a party at some good friends' house. I got to talking with a man who is both an adopted uncle and sort of a second father to me. We talked about life, and we talked about death, and the parts that feel in between. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">My life burdens me. I push it off, try to let it go, and go on, just like every other person on this earth. I keep beating my records for hardest time in my life. For example this last winter when EJ was born. That is a time I will never want to relive. looking back on that awful week, I'm not sure how I got through it. I don't even remember most of it. But I remember seeing him in the hospital for the first time, with all the wires hooked up to him, and I remember crying. because he was alive. And that made it worth it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But other people have gone through problems, and they don't have the amazing family I do. And I pray for them every time I think of that time in that tiny hospital room. Because if it wasn't for my family, I never would have gotten through that time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Do you know how I define family? Someone who you would not only give your life for, but who you would trust with your life. You can really like someone, be really good friends, or even be related to someone, but would you put your life in their hands? Would you let them save you? Because that is exactly what Jesus asks us to do. He put his life in our hands, and we took ti away from Him. Now he asks that we give our lives to him, so that he can give it back. Don't you realize how awesome that is? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Your life is not your own, but that also means the burdens that come with it, you don't have o carry those alone either. He's there for you.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Don't ever forget that.</span><br />
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<br />Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-47505931072382697782013-09-13T21:00:00.000-07:002013-09-14T06:21:51.585-07:00September 13th 2013Dear God...<br />
Why are you always so good to me? When I have a really hard day you give me some one to talk to. When I need some one to make me laugh, when I need someone to make me cry on their shoulder who cared, you gave me someone to talk to who did all of those things. Why do you love me so much , Yahweh? You give me friends, and those closer than friends, and I can never repay you for that.<br />
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I guess that's the point, though, huh?<br />
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I can never repay you, Lord. In return I will try to live my life out shining you through my heart. I know I will lose my way sometimes, no matter how hard I try, but you have always turn me back around. Because you love me anyway.<br />
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Not nearly enough love from,<br />
MoriahMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-851528694553004002013-09-11T21:36:00.001-07:002013-09-11T21:36:49.316-07:00September 11 2013Awesome Lord,<br />
Please help me to take criticism gently. To accept others' view as well as my own.<br />
Love,<br />
MoriahMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-81552522121970941472013-09-08T12:39:00.002-07:002013-09-08T12:39:39.283-07:00September 8th 2013Thank-you Yahweh for answering my prayer and protecting my brother today. Things could have turned so much worse.<br />
I love you more than is possible,<br />
MoriahMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-43912646306050172522013-09-05T19:01:00.001-07:002013-09-05T19:01:55.006-07:00September 5th, 2013Dearest Friend~<br />
Today was pretty good.I had some lovely bonding moments with my coworkers when the phones went down. And then came tonight. I went upstairs to write, and then was asked to hold the baby. Then that apparently ruined my evening. I misconstrued everything said, snapped at people, and cried a gallon of tears for, looking back, no reason. why do you bother with me, God? I'm a perfect image of what good daughter shouldn't be, but you love me anyway. And help me through it. Please help me to be thankful for You as you master the servant's heart that I feel sure resides somewhere deep inside me.<br />
Not nearly enough love from,<br />
MoriahMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-7683102941684749892013-09-01T20:30:00.003-07:002013-09-01T20:30:37.698-07:00September 1st, 2013Dear God,<br />
Wow. You are truly one who listens. This afternoon, I was feeling very dissatisfied with me and my life. One of my best friends is leaving this week and she won't be back until almost Christmas. I've been rethinking my life so often I should have a dry erase board so I know what I currently think. And then you gave me someone to talk to. You gave me a job to do. You made me feel needed. And gave me happiness with out my even knowing that that was what I needed. You are truly awesome, Father. Thank-you for caring about me even when I don't care about me.<br />
Love from,<br />
MoriahMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-23718711857139784012013-08-28T08:06:00.000-07:002013-09-01T20:31:05.417-07:00August 28th 2013Lord...<br />
Thank you for always listening. A Father who always understands who I am and always has a moment to listen means so much to me, Lord. On that note, please help me to keep a level head today. Waking up was not pleasant and I'm feeling tired...<br />
MoriahMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-54540125701993708582013-08-22T16:08:00.000-07:002013-08-22T16:08:01.930-07:00August 22nd 2013Great King, who Was, Is, and Shall be...<br />
It's been one of those days. You know, because You've been watching. Like you always do. Well, between getting over a cold, getting lost this morning, and how the normal work day stress, I came home today very, very, emotionally tired. Today was one of those days where I felt untalented, ungifted, and like I can't do anything right. Mom often says You make everyone perfect for their purpose in life, that You, the Great Potter, will use me to your will.<br />
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But how? And when? I'm almost 18 now, and I feel like adulthood is looming over me. I know what I want to do with my life, but I don't know what <b>you </b>want me to do with my life. People always say that You'll take lives in directions they never thought they'd go. Is that what You want for me? Or am I to have a normal life? Because normal isn't really my thing. I want to be out there! I want to join a protect and scream at congressmen. I wan to write a bestseller and amaze the world by giving the funds back to You. I want to raise a family as big as the Duggars, and share Your story as they have. But that's what I want.<br />
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Yahweh, I know that You have turned water to wine and that You have given the blind sight. But there are days where I think that those must have been so easy compared to leading me. I am such a pig-headed diva! I don't listen, I always want to be in charge, and I'll get lost in the woods before asking anyone for help. What use could Your kingdom have for me?<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Luke 14:33 says"</span><span class="versenum" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;"> </span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In the same way, those of you who do not give up everything you have cannot be my disciples." Lord I want to be one who is willing to give up everything for you, but more often I am the man who built his house on sand. </span>Sure<span style="font-family: inherit;"> sand looks nicer that a big, old, boulder. And yes, I'd love to bring my </span>friends<span style="font-family: inherit;"> in to show them my castle on the beach. But this isn't about my will. It's Yours. help me to not care what you give me, Lord. As long as I am my foundation </span>is<span style="font-family: inherit;"> on Your rock, I'll try to follow joyfully. And with your help, I will. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Your submissive </span>servant<span style="font-family: inherit;">-</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;">Moriah.</span></span>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-12171671537306015942013-08-08T19:30:00.002-07:002013-08-08T19:30:49.491-07:00August 8th, 2013Righteous judge-<br />
Thank-you for forgiving me... Despite myself.<br />
AmenMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-39981716631237475722013-07-12T21:36:00.001-07:002013-07-12T21:36:18.640-07:00July 12th, 2013 To He who is Good but not tame-<br />
While praying with one of my younger sisters tonight, I realized how much I've been letting my own prayers go slack.Please help me to see you as a friend to keep connected to on a day to day basis. Because you should be the one I think of day and night.<br />
Love from-<br />
MoriahMoriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-84152460854649442012011-02-19T23:47:00.000-08:002013-08-24T09:37:27.029-07:00February 19th, 2011<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Dear Yahweh~</span><span class="Apple-style-span">I'm sorry I haven't written here recently. It's been more than two weeks! And so much has happened since then! Raquel came home, I turned 15, Elsie turned11, and even more! Today was my birthday party, and it didn't go as planned. But I know that YOU are in control and that you always have a plan unlike your unfaithful daughter who so often ignores Your Word! Lord, I've been thinking lately(dangerous business, I know), how in the Ginny Owens song, "Call me Beautiful", the first verse nearly describes me nearly to a T:</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've been waiting</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span id="internal-source-marker_0.9499014837201685" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">F</span><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">or a hero who's brave and strong</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Someone to love me</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Someone to tell me I belong</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">So I pretend I'm satisfied</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And I stand watching on the sidelines</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Till You pull me into the light</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And say, 'It's your turn now </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">welcome to your life'</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And You call me beautiful</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And say You've loved me all along</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And You've always held the keys</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> to unlock my soul</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Oh, You call me beautiful</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Lord, why do you love me so much? You call me beautiful! You love enough to call <u>me </u> beautiful! Even <u>me!</u> For me, that is something inconceivable. I can't imagine someone who can see </span><span style="font-style: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>all </b> of the sins I commit and </span></span><span style="font-size: 13pt; font-style: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">what I think call <u>me</u> beautiful? Help me to remember your love at all times, especially when I feel so alone!</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: 13pt; font-style: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Your daughter, who You call beautiful,</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: 13pt; font-style: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Moriah</span></span></span>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-456054706335857942011-02-02T21:05:00.000-08:002011-02-02T21:20:13.157-08:00Groundhog Day, 2011<span class="Apple-style-span">Oh my Lord~</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Thank-you for keeping us safe during the blizzard and blackout, despite Margary setting her hair on fire and the hot water not quite working for a while. Thank-you for keeping my heart at peace throughout these last two days, Prince of Peace. Today was just wonderful! I got to talk with Raquel for about and hour and it was simply Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! (Yes it really did mean that much to me!) And in February, this month of Thankfulness, today I am thankful for a family who loves me even as I am, and who is nowhere near perfect, but wonderful just the same.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Yours, not my own, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Moriah</span></div>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-32849877914189822472011-02-01T09:22:00.001-08:002011-02-01T09:30:27.000-08:00February 1st 2011 (short note)Dear Lord~<div>I know it's usually my tradition to write every night, but today</div><div>has gone so <b>un</b>usually well, that I had to. I'm writing to thank your everlasting</div><div>mercies in letting us video chat with Raquel today. It has really lifted</div><div>my spirits!</div><div>Respectfully <b>yours,</b></div><div>Moriah</div>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-28610608422074208332011-01-31T19:34:00.000-08:002011-01-31T19:48:54.315-08:00January 31st 2011My Dear Father in heaven~<div>Today was one of those bitter sweet days. I heard form</div><div>Raquel for the first time since the wedding, but Papa left for SC</div><div>this morning. This whole month has been very bitter sweet, with the wedding,</div><div>and some of my dearest friends moving to a different church, and Daddy traveling so</div><div>much. It's been one of those months where I'm glad I have You...</div><div>And now I'm here listening to music and writing to Someone dearer to me than anyone, anywhere. Yahweh, help me to remember that in all my troubles. That You Are Above ALL. There is nothing that can tear us apart, not even Satan at his best. You will always be there, and</div><div>you will never change, or stop caring about me. Thank-You, Yahweh, for </div><div>being there for me!!</div><div>Lots of love,</div><div>Moriah, Your daughter through Christ.</div>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-20737821842127446312011-01-28T21:57:00.000-08:002011-01-28T22:18:40.101-08:00January 28th 2011Father in Heaven~<div>Please help me through this difficult time of changes. There are so many changes in my life right now, and I can't see the life I wanted to have. Help me to understand that Your life is better for me than I can imagine, that not all the puzzle pieces are in yet</div><div>In your son's holy and awesome name,</div><div>Moriah</div>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-39892083760242042892011-01-27T20:41:00.000-08:002011-01-27T21:06:30.652-08:00January 27th 2011Dearest Father~<div>As I sit here tonight writing this to You,</div><div>I know only too well that I have not done well today,</div><div>and that I have no right to assume you will listen to me.</div><div>That I have not loved my siblings when I ought,</div><div>and I have ignored You and your Spirit, and I have not</div><div>obeyed your Holy and Awesome Word. But I also know that</div><div>You DO listen, for the sake of your son, Jesus Christ.</div><div>And in his name I pray, O Father, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">that you</span> create in me a </div><div>new spirit, so that I may love You with my whole heart, soul and mind.</div><div>In your son's name, who lived and died for me,</div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Moriah</span>, your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">un</span>-holy daughter.</div>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-13752077842698052392011-01-26T19:33:00.000-08:002011-01-26T19:46:50.238-08:00January 26th 2011Dear Jesus~<div>Thank-You so much for dying for me, a worthless</div><div>sinner who ignores Your love and forgets what </div><div>You've done for her... Please help me to notice</div><div>You and all Your love in the future and to love others as You </div><div>have loved us** in a way I never have before.</div><div>Through, YOU, and you alone, is this possible.</div><div>Your daughter who doesn't love You nearly enough,</div><div>Moriah </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>**<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "><sup class="versenum" id="en-KJ21-26639" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">34</sup>A new commandment I give unto you: </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><p style="font-size: 15px; ">that ye love one another, as I have </p><p style="font-size: 15px; ">loved you, that ye also love one another.</p><p style="font-size: 15px; "> <sup class="versenum" id="en-KJ21-26640" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">35</sup>By this shall all men know that ye are </p><p style="font-size: 15px; ">My disciples: if ye have love one for another."</p><p style="font-size: 15px; ">John 13:34-35</p></span>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744012231539020512.post-89685288783951649262011-01-25T15:51:00.000-08:002011-01-25T16:06:28.723-08:00January 25th 2011Dear God~<div>I know you have a plan for my life, and that it's </div><div>a good one, but right now it's hard to see past the hurt</div><div>Oh, Yahweh, help me to see You, not myself, through the loneliness and pain</div><div>Holy Spirit, live through me and help me to be cheerful</div><div>even when it's hard.(1) </div><div>You make me more than I am,</div><div>Your daughter, Moriah</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(1) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; ">If it is possible, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; ">as far as it depends on you, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; ">live at peace with everyone.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; ">Romans 12:18 NIV</span></div>Moriah L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05142078035270954533noreply@blogger.com0