Confessions of an 8 year old….(Confessing Sins)

As my 8 year old confessed his sins…I braced myself. He tends to come clean about things I never expected….and even though he faces consequences, I let him know how proud I am of his honesty. There is a safety rule in my home for my son. [No Secrets!] The reason why?….”You’re not going to be honest with me….and I’m paying for your way in, LIFE?!” 

That is not the reasonπŸ˜‚ Β‘PERO, VERDAD! BUT, FOR REAL! Jajajajajajajajajaj

The reason why I named it a “safety rule”, is because , confessing our sins one to another, blesses us with forgiveness and spiritual freedom (James 5:16; 1 John 1:9). No, I don’t mean to a priest. I’m not Catholic. I’m Apostolic/Pentecostal. 

Satan takes joy in setting up temptations for us, watching us fall flat on our faces, and then being the accuser of us, once we fell into the sins HE , orchestrated. After we’ve done dirt, we then are too ashamed to face the Lord. If we allow the enemy to cause us to feel guilty, he can easily take our praise, our worship and wreck our prayer lives….which by the way, prayer for the believer and follower of Christ, gets us into direct contact with Jesus……if the enemy can take all of that away (because we give it to him)….he then, is able to disarm us of the weapons needed for spiritual warfare. I MOST CERTAINLY, teach this to my 8 year old. Vital information that he needs to know.

Holding on to sin, is such an unintended burden straight from hell. This is not God’s will. Before my baby told me all that he had to say…he was so scared. He was trembling and pacing back and fourth, as if he were going to be condemned. It took him a while to get his words out, and here is where my patience runs thin. I’m the kind of person where, if you need to say something….juuuuust say it. But I have to remeber that he’s 8, and getting through one sentence of a story, when it comes to a child, requires an {intermission} πŸ˜‘πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‘. 

So after he confessed. We talked. We glorified the Lord in scripture and prayer, and my son said to me: ” I feel so much better!! Is it normal that I just want to smile alot!?” I said: ” ABSOLUTELY! You feel God’s forgiveness and love! You feel freedom!” This is what Jesus wants….our honest confessions and repentance in exchange for His forgiveness and freedom through salvation in Jesus’ name. It was so beautiful how it all ended as compared to how it began. He initially felt fearful. That liar, the devil will always use the spirit of fear to try to keep us from the truth (2 Timothy 1:7). Something so dishonorable to the Lord…sin, when confessed and when we repent, He is so quick to forgive us and blot out our sins with His blood. 


I explained to my son, that the word of God is our weapon and is our way of eacape when we are faced with temptations. I said to him, we can say that we are Christians, but if we don’t study the word of God and live it, it doesn’t matter what we claim to be. He then gives me one of the most clear cut examples. He said;

“It’s like having a house, but having nothing in it…no windows, no roof, no doors, no furniture….”

That made me want to cry. I was so in awe of the Lord, all the more, because in the midst of something that could have gone wrong…His spirit was with us, and He was glorified…through the confession of sins. Praise God! πŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸ™Œ

Let’s just shut up, and eat these waffles!!! A true life ode to real families❀

I’ve seen family in a different light these days. Family pressure and elderly needs have changed the living dynamics of every immediate family member…to an extent. If things have not changed physically, then it has changed in our daily conversations. Some have grown closer and some, like myself, have checked out in a way, lest I drown in the decay of family secrets and bickerings….might I remind you all, when the elderly in the family fall ill and/or needs extra help…fatigue pays an unwanted visit, along with pestering, along with exhaust, along with impossible expectations, abuse of time, which holds hands with anger, resentment, and TRUTHS , come out like ants 🐜🐜to a sugar cube. I’m there when I can be, and protector of my little family (which consists of my 8yr old and I)…most of the time. Even when it comes to family….(come correct or dont come at all). By now, everyone gets my point. Coming from a background where Native American culture and pride is prominent….family will kill themselves caring for the elderly before they reach out for outside help….when “burn out” is an understatement. My Mommas profession has worn her to the core, now she is caregiver to her Father, which has rubbed me the wrong way, because she is the only Mom I have….yet not the only child of her Father. I pray to not lose control of my tongue and spill the beans on old Pops about a life we all know about…but he does not think so. His elderly commands have become a lot more tight and selfish, and have fallen on deaf ears with me, as they are a burden to face rather than a Blessing. As my Heavenly Father has taught me….keep a bridle on your mouth. (Psalm 39:1) . Even so, I love this family of mine. From the innocense to the vile…every last member is important, and have shaped my outlook in many ways. I’ve learned to appreciate my “no-nonsense” approach to life. If I am not spiritually well, mentally fit, physically healthy, then my child will suffer. There is not enough love for culture….for me to compromise….<him>. No ones burdens will be carried on my shoulders….for I don’t even carry my own. And generational monstrosities have nothing to do with me. So what *Y’all could Not fix, will not be a job that me and mine handle. I put a foot , made with iron, down. When everyone finally understands, that we will not bathe in the same dirty water, we retain our respect for one another, and eat waffles together….LIKE FAMILIES SHOULD! πŸ˜‘β€πŸ‘Šβ€

What I’ve learned about pain…

I sit down and watch a video with my son. It is a clip that depicts Jesus getting beaten so harshly, that His rib cage shows. ( For those of you whom are critical….kids are watching violence, murder, fighting…and have NO idea about JESUS. My son is being raised in Christ. Not raised for this world. He needs to know how His Saviour sacrificed for his salvation).  So much blood spilled, chunks and layers of skin ripped right off of His body. The crown of thorns pressed so hard on His head, that He bled profusely from His crown….and yet, what we see on film, does not even touch how it really was when He chose to be tortured and died for us….that we may be saved. Jesus knows pain. 

He knows what it is like when we ask Him, why? If He has left us in our pain. Because He questioned the Father, “why hast thou forsaken me?” He knows hurt. He knows the betrayal of friends. You don’t think He loved Judas Iscariot? Even though he betrayed Him for 30 pieces of silver? (Matthew 26:15)…Jesus still loved him. Even though Peter denied Him “3” times (Matthew 26:6975)…Jesus still loved him. They were the closest to Him…His Apostles. How many of us have been hurt by those closest to us? He knows our pain, but this is what He has done for us: 

(Isaiah 53:57)

 5.) “But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed. 

6.) All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned everyone to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.

7.) He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not His mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth.”

If anyone knows betrayal…it is Jesus Christ. If anyone knows lonliness…it is Jesus Christ. If anyone knows love…Jesus is love. He gave up His life for us. If anyone knows pain…Jesus knows it well.❀

My terrible week long journey on FACEBOOK! Ugh!😷

I can handle real life in the form of real time conversation, even through personal blogs, but I am so utterly disgusted with the strange showcasing of this world, through quick paced social media. As if life is an event. In one week, I saw a married couple publicly curse out and demean one another online, More make plans for foreign travels…just to seem interesting…Which by the way…it really only counts when (A.) You actually get to use a passport and (B.) Not every picture is taken on a beach and holding a drink. Also we’ll throw (C.) in there…”Florida” only appeals to people whom have little culture….again….beach photos do not make you well traveled. If I hear one more person talk about Miami life, but really only know South Beach…I may start throwing coco. Insult after overloads of constant memes and “dings” from people I have not even thought about in years. OVERWHELMINGLY FAKE. 

Needless to say…I have once again, deleted my brand new FB page. I was going to continue on with it, but I started desiring the feeling to overshare unecessary information . No one needs to know how I stubbed my toe on the couch. No one should see pictures of sick relatives with tubes in their bodies. I don’t want to see page after page of newborn babies. Isn’t life valued anymore? I ran into information that I really did not want to know, and stress that I really didn’t need. That “People you may know” section that haunts your page, puts you in a zombie sort of state, where you are scrolling through pictures…one by one by one.  15 minutes later you are still scrolling. Enough was enough. One week felt like ages. I also strayed away from my passion, which is of course…writing. This is my element. It is challenging, but more mature. We don’t all agree on the same things all of the time, but there is a shared appreciation for each others time and healthy sharing. I thought perhaps FaceBook would boost my reading audience…….I’ve taken my chances and walked away. πŸ˜¬πŸ˜€πŸ‘

When people say: “I’ll pray for you.”

I love praying…and I love praying for people, and I appreciate and love when people pray for me….but if you can’t even confess your own sins….how can you pray for ME? There must be Biblical order in all that we do. 

(James 5:16) “Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”

Not every human is walking in the righteousness of Christ Jesus either…so not everyone can pray for you, anyhow. Why is this so? (James 4:3; Psalm 66:18; Isaiah 59:2; ) 

(John 9:31) “Now we know that God heareth not sinners: but if any man be a worshipper of God, and doeth His will, him he heareth.”