Written on my heart
All That Really Matters
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Don’t give up!!
by Carie Rachele Trost on Tuesday, February 22, 2011 at 12:25pm ·
Loving my family no matter how tough the challenges may be…I give it my all knowing that they are so worth every tear, sweat, hug, prayer!!! (for those who walk away or don’t care…let them walk away) Life is so short yes we’ve heard it before… for those of us who are deep thinkers and passionate people its readily ever present on our minds and hearts BUT wherever you are in life…don’t give up! Keep pressing on! and above all put your faith, hope and trust in God!! He loves YOU and is for YOU ready to help you! xo
by Carie Rachele Trost on Thursday, February 24, 2011 at 5:46pm ·
Okay so here is my after the ROLE PLAY DAY experiment…
Being my daughter for the day was a good reminder of seeing things from her table top view…she spends about five hours in her school lessons..has piano practice, chores with animals and around the house and is the most tenderest caring daughter and sister!! It was good for both of us to recapture the compassion for one anothers role in our family also it reaffirmed that I love being a mom…feeling so blessed to be able to be here with them and be their teacher/youth leader. The days are filled with challenges and at times I want to cuddle up by the fireplace and cry!!..and well.. I do…I cry out to my father in heaven who brings me strength and courage to keep going! growing! knowing HIM in and through it all
Tomorrow…Matt’s “Dad” for the day…:0
by Carie Rachele Trost on Thursday, May 19, 2011 at 4:31pm ·
Isaiah43:16-21This is what God says, the God who builds a road right through the ocean, who carves a path through pounding waves, The God who summons horses and chariots and armies— they lie down and then can’t get up; they’re snuffed out like so many candles: “Forget about what’s happened; don’t keep going over old history. Be alert, be present. I’m about to do something brand-new. It’s bursting out! Don’t you see it? There it is! I’m making a road through the desert, rivers in the badlands. Wild animals will say ‘Thank you!’ —the coyotes and the buzzards— Because I provided water in the desert, rivers through the sun-baked earth, Drinking water for the people I chose, the people I made especially for myself, a people custom-made to praise me.
Through a childs pain a miracle heals.
by Carie Rachele Trost on Friday, June 3, 2011 at 4:18pm ·
Silenced..not allowed to speak. Seconds that went on for minutes that lead into hours of listening to the voice of fear, frustration, loss of control, guilt, rejection and abandonment. Not sure of who I was to become. No specialness confirmed..longing to be loved but the people that I needed had bigger needs than me. Far away or near there was no one to hold me and run to to listen to my voice…Oh but there was God. In small peeks of the week but not felt in the unbearable trials. In my mind the pressure to hold together, to fix, to make better, to be someone else, to dream myself out of loneliness was there. I hated the cans of liquid that kept people distant, detached, and unavailable. What did I do to be treated without love, to be loved, to learn how to love?
(Years have drifted by and as I read parts of my little girls thoughts from experiences I went through my heart aches for the pain that was endured. The pieces slowly get put back together but are a little dented and don’t fit as well as they could. So I press on to be available to other hurting children ,of all ages, who grew up with divorce, alcoholism, drug addiction, abandonment and rejection, not feeling “good enough” and not having a voice…showing compassion and giving others encouragement! In the end that’s the MIRACLE…to give what you wished you had been given that can’t be bought but is worth more than any dollar amount!)
by Carie Rachele Trost on Saturday, June 4, 2011 at 11:42am ·
You oh Lord are my HOPE.
When my heart is attacked
not sure what to do or where to go.
Wanting to run a million miles away~yet I stay.
Desiring to speak but no sound is made from me.
YOU are my voice.
The guarding love you wrap my heart
& overwhelm the noise.
Instead of the whispers of fear
all I am able to hear…
is “Rest my dearest, I AM here.
My divine will is what you seek
Remember my strength comes when you are weak.
Surrender. Be still. Know I’m your God, your Savior & your Friend.
My Love has always been
from the beginning til forever.
My love will not end~not ever.”
~Love, Carie Rachele
…Go To God He’ll Make It Clear!!
I’m writing this information not only to bring freedom to myself but to others. Growing up I was told a lot that I was sarcastic just like my (other parent). Inside this was frustrating to my soul because I wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. After many years of coping with pain emotionally, physically and mentally and seeking God for the answers that He is so faithful to give us when we seek Him with our whole hearts. God has shed some light on some otherwise disturbing remarks as to my character. Everyone responds or reacts to pain in their own way and my personality or choice was to deflect with humor or a witty comment. I really enjoy saying something that causes others to laugh. Today I’m free from the deception the enemy was holding against me. I’m not who (my parent) said I was. I am God’s daughter and my worth comes from Him alone. Let’s pass the Truth on and be done with the lies. God has made it very clear to me that I am witty! Thank you Father, I pray today blessings on those that curse me, reject me, abandon me and call themselves family. I will choose to obey your voice that brings healing ointment to my soul. Amen!!
Here’s the fact’s about Sarcasm, Witty and Irony in a nutshell.
Sarcastic=expressing or characterized by sarcasm. Sarcasm=a scornfully ironic remark.
acid, biting, sardonic
acidulous, acrid, caustic, derisive, double-edged, dry, ironic, mocking, ridiculing, satirical, scornful
Witty=displaying or characterized by clever, perceptive humor.
Ex. A witty person
clever, humorous, waggish
clever, funny, jocular, quick-witted
Ironic=Irony=definition 1: speech or writing so devised as to express a meaning or lead to a conclusion opposite to the literal meaning of the words used, esp. the literary technique or style using such a device.
definition 2: contrast between expectation and outcome, or an event or situation that contains such contrast.
definition 3: the use of such contrast in drama, as between the actual situation and what the characters understand or say about it, to create suspense or comedy.
John 8:32 Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.
Cooking with my daughter tonight. It’s a Friday night and man I am grateful to be able to just let go and relax. While I am enjoying a glass of chardonnay and my young chef is sipping away at her chai tea we are smelling the aromas of our efforts. On the menu tonight is Spicy Boneless Chicken Chunks with Blue Cheese Pear Salad. However, a few minutes ago I had a mom moment where I crashed and burned. Isn’t life like that sometimes right before the finish line in any race? I will use the Indy 500 car race for my situation tonight. I have been going at full speed. Keeping my feet geared at high speeds this week. Taking care of my husband who has been suffering from a foot infection that hasn’t healed properly for over a year. Then was on an antibiotic that incredibly helped seal the hole in his foot that once was just a simple blister. You and I who don’t have diabetes type 2 might have healed rather quickly yet not from a body fighting through the trenches of diabetes. The antibiotic was super strong and did its job yet stripped him of all good bacteria, as I like to call them the “good guys”. I’ve been giving him Kombucha to drink with a hefty pro-biotic yet he is unable to keep anything in his stomach. It’s super sad to say the least. Add to that I homeschool my sixth grade son and my eighth grade daughter. So let me back up to this morning. I awoke at 7:15 a.m. with kisses goodbye to my fifteen year old who was off for school. Then shuffled into my eleven year olds room to let him know the sun was up so he needed to be and he had five minutes to join the club. Next was my princess and only daughter’s room, well I do have one other daughter named Jessa who lives with Jesus, so as I entered the pink room I tip-toed in not really I marched right in and said “hey you it’s Friday let’s get this day going girl”. To which she moaned, “ohhhhhh okaaaaaaay”, ten minutes later her presence was made known by a rumble in the bathroom. Yes even though there are two sinks there is pretty much a daily rumble at some point. So all day I was baking fresh gluten-free bread, checking on my kids school work, praying, doing dishes, folding laundry, praying some more, running up and down the stairs to see if my hubby needed anything and I cried just a few times out of mere desperation. So now that leads me to the where my bahookie finally made a pit stop. Sitting for a few moments recapping the day. My heart is desiring to say “Thank you God for another day of life and for giving me these amazing kids, please watch over us and help heal my husbands body”. In my devotion time with the kids earlier in the day we prayed together and committed everything to God trusting that he is the one who knows and loves us the best. As it nears the time to savor each bite of this delicious meal my sweet girl and I have prepared my taste buds are bursting with intense anticipation. “Cling” went the glasses, “Cheers” recite the girls, “yum” proclaims the family….and the finish line is in site. “Ahhhhhh” smiles the momma. Such good memories with my daughter cooking on a Friday night together.
“Wherever you are…Be there” is our families goal!
Whether it’s a widow in your neighborhood that needs yard care or a neighbor that could delight in conversation, a young person on city transportation you can speak life into and pray with or your very own family that you can show honor to in a way they need…be Love to them! For God is love and God lives in those he calls his own…so be available to love, to serve and to go out into the front yard with a heart full of love & helpfulness!! Of course Jesus didn’t hang out with those who hurt him but did speak words of truth in love to them! So to sum up my purpose for this exhortation is to encourage us all to…let God lead your life one footstep at a time!! Xo
NOTE: This was now 3 1/2 years ago now. Relationships still healing & reforming.
At the risk of being judged I’m laying it all down…There are a lot of things in LIFE that we just don’t understand. Never will maybe. We have God to hold us and love us as we go through different paths in our lives. As Momma’s Day approaches this Sunday I lament over the relationships with the birth, in-law, step mother’s in my life… All my life my heart has been to please and be good in the eyes of those over me…yet it has only fostered mistreatment and dishonor against me. Then one day it dawned on me that those relationships in my life that were destroying my soul and not nurturing were not honoring to my Father in Heaven, God. He is who I need to bring glory and honor to first. Of course I still honor my mothers I just will do it in a safe environment. Hoping that someday they will experience conviction and compassion from the Holy Spirit to repent and change direction. In the midst of the abandonment and rejection that fill my heart with sorrow like no other…I choose to pray for them, forgive and love them the best way I am able. Love is such a misinterpreted word…do I just go along to get along or do I keep my distance from a wild animal? Well I know that if one of my children were about to be “attacked” by a predator I would place my body between them and the destroyer. Also I’ve never met anyone who could hang out with a Lion or a Bear and live to tell about it.Thus real love would be to separate and protect. All of this honesty is to be real and say listen, I need prayer. My family needs prayer! As we walk with HIM and talk with HIM He is faithful to be our amazing daddy. I pray for all the moms and daughters in this big world to know that everyday that we are serving our family or our community…its momma’s day in God’s eyes. He is our mother/father…tender yet strong! He knows…he get’s ya…he is rooting for you…he loves hanging out with you…he isn’t finished with you yet…his heart is to keep making you all that he created you to be for His glory and your good…so hang in there! No the laundry won’t go away, the dishes either, neither the squabbles or grocery list…but he will send you kisses unexpectedtly and a note written of “mommy, i luv you”. I absolutely with every part of who I am LOVE being Andrew’s, Benjamin’s, Emma’s and Matt’s momma!! It is the most challenging privilege of my life…and I thank God everyday that I’m just God’s helper~here on earth to unfold these gift’s and enjoy watching over His kids. So amidst the showers of tears that flow from my heart as I let go of not having these relationships working out right now I choose to be thankful for who is in my life! The many amazing beautiful women God has let be in my life that have been a huge blessing…thank you!!!! (Lois C., Dolly H., Kathy S., and Pat W.) God Bless my beautiful mother…may you fill her up with all of YOU and just what she need’s today and especially on Mother’s Day!!:D To my mother in law and stepmom, I pray that you would bless her heart and draw her close to you so that she sees that you are truly all she needs. I pray blessings on all of my friends who are mother’s or moms to be one day, like my little girl Emma! God you are the only one who can touch our hearts in ways that no one can and so today I look to you to cover us moms with a blanket of your love, sipping on your words like a hot cup of tea and crunching on your wisdom like a delicious cookie…in your name I pray, amen