In My Opinion...

When I was in Mexico a few years ago God taught me three lessons. The one that I remember today is my opinion doesn't matter. I have been reflecting on this thought for the past few weeks and am trying to live by it. Opinions cause division, fighting, unrest, anger and are a product of pride. Truth will set you free. Jesus said of himself I am the way the truth and the life, no one comes the the father except by me. You will know the truth and the truth will set you free.

My job, as the daughter of the king, is to bring truth to light so that those who live in darkness may be set free. Have you ever experienced your opinion on a political position setting someone free. When you told some one that you think such and such is the stupidest thing you have ever seen, did they fall on their knees in repentance before Yahweh. I think you see my point. When we tell our friend that flourescent orange is not the colour for them and speak gently with them, they will probably appreciate it. Even more so when we take the Word of Yahweh and say the gossip you are spreading because you are angry is wrong, now stop it! If you take pleasure in correcting people, you have issues. We are to gently restore our brothers and sisters to the LORD. Correction needs to be done in humility and with prayer. If we go into a situation thinking now I am going to get ya! You better take a step back and repent of your pride...

I need a break I will write more about this later.

Chez Belle

God is at work in our little community of 5 women. Watch and see how amzing He is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Almost free!

I passed all of the exams I was worried about and got 72% on one of them. To bring this number into perspective I can graduate with distinction if I have a 75% average. I think I may aim for that now that I see it is attainable. One exam left then I am free to be and do what I please, within the provision of God's perfect love of course! Oh I am so excited!

My semester is done and what's this? I am still alive!

I Sherry Lee Palmer have survived the first semester of 2nd year nursing. It is quite amusing to meet nurses who have gone through the same program and have them ask what year you are in and who your instructors are, than after telling them they get a look of complete horror on their face and this look of I'll pray for you. Yep, all I have now is finals. I feel like spring have come. My God is so big, so strong and so mighty; there's nothing my God cannot do. Yipppeeeeeeeee!