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I’m new, is this still happening? I would love to be included!

Praying for u. sounds like a u are a great teacher!

I teach preschool. I'm great at my job. I work hard and my strength in inclusion and diversity. I struggle with grown-ups who don't do what's best for kids automatically even though I know I'm just gifted and blessed to see the marginalized. God is an amazing God and His love is so powerful it can and does reach the kids who come from the hardest places. We just need to obey when the Spirit says stop and sit on the floor with that kid right now, she/he needs you more than the table needs to be cleaned. Our whole center is changing management as we start the new school year and we are trying to find a way through. Too many staff are upset about stuff that doesn't matter. Who makes the files? Who keeps which papers? What day am I doing home visits? It's a lot of time wasted on conversations that won't help the children. I'm really tired of the adult head space. I want the kids to feel welcomed, accepted, part of a classroom community. Instead we are dealing with the stress of inner strife and refusing to be part of a team. Preschool is my safe place. My place of peace and rest and joy. I am asking for strength, courage, renew my spirt and refresh my soul. I need time to be little again too. Amanda

I like lots of snacks but my fave might be watermelon ice y I can enjoy them and keep my hands free so I can write things down from my study to inspire me though the day plus very yummy and healthy too

Hi all! This is my first ever club post! I've sure y'all have seen me post about doing daily devotionals, Bible study, and even Church....more likely coffee after church. Currently, I attend a weekly Bible study and facilitate another. I love it, but I haven't done two at the same time in awhile. Today I was prepping for my Wednesday morning group (the one I facilitate) at there was a lot of cross referencing so it took a minute. I started drinking soda and snacking like I used to do when I was in university/ grad school. Got me thinking. So you snacks while doing Christian study things? If so, what's your favorite snacks?

Thanks for the prayers! We ended the year well!

I'm just seeing this also. I'll be praying for both of you.

I'd participate also!

I'd love to!

Will be praying

I'm new here, I would be

I’d be interested in starting one. 🙂 If there’s interest in a section for it, I have a few to pick from. I could post a weekly thread and then drop that weeks in the comments there and people could choose to do them (or not) as they see fit. Or however anyone else thinks it best organized. I know we’re all on different schedules, but it might be nice to be out there as a resource and discussion if it gets active. I dunno just a thought. Sorry if I’m attempting to do too much or stepping on anyone’s toes, I’m often unsure of myself and don’t want to things improperly.

Will pray for her.

So the first week went very, very well! The kids did great and I felt very much at peace. However, they needed a sub again the next week and that was a lot harder. It was on Peter's denying Jesus 3 times and Jesus being rejected by everyone. Pretty heavy stuff for kids. Most of the kids got it, but one little girl was really effected by the lesson. I think she's probably felt the sting of rejection a few too many times in her life and the lesson had her thinking, so she reacted the only way kids can, with behaviors. I'm still praying for her.

I wasn’t here for the prayer request when this was posted, but I did pray tonight that anything you said or did in that lesson would become a seed that grows into a beautiful tree of life in Christ. I’m sure it went swimmingly, you sound very grounded and God is good so He totally equipped you, but feel free to share how it went if you want!! 💜

Hello everyone! Interestingly enough, unlike the intros from most of you above, I was not raised in a household with any kind of religion. It’s a long winded tale(I’ll try to give cliff notes) but perhaps it can be of some value to anyone reading it, and at the very least give you all a bit of insight into me, as you’ve shared some of yourselves above. 💜thanks for taking time to read and for sharing yourselves, as well. 💜 *possible TW emotional, drinking, childhood trauma* so, like I said, no religion household. My earliest memory of my mom, and quite honestly possibly my earliest memory ever, is of me carrying a giant can of tomato juice to her. A large, 46oz can of tomato juice. The tile in the bathroom is green, and It flows into the stall shower and even up the walls-the entire room is tiled and green. That classic, it can only be the 90’s, mint green. And my mom is on the floor of the shower, her hair in a halo around the shower drain, and she lays there moaning in misery. To this day, I don’t remember opening the can of tomato juice…I mean, clearly, I must have because there’s two holes jabbed in it and a straw in one of them, and if there had been anyone else home to help me open the can of tomato juice, why didn’t they help me bring it to her? I don’t remember that, it’s not part of the memory, but what is, is “what took you so long, I’m hungover”. flash forward a few years, we’re in a new motel, in a very poor neighborhood, and I spilled my Corn Pops under the bed. I remember poking my finger and it being a REAL BIG DEAL- ems came, went to the hospital and everything. I thought it was kinda neat as a kid to have the adults being so nice to me. As a 31 year old, I know now it was because under the bed was a needle from the previous room occupants and that is what I had stabbed my self on. I’ll spare you the rest of the details of my experience being raised in a household with no spiritual or moral compass of any kind, but it culminates in 15 year and 3 day old *Aikko* walking out of the courthouse a legally emancipated minor…now very much in charge of her own destiny and zero idea how to go about doing any of it. (We won’t begin to discuss the failings of the American foster care system) Fast forward again 6 years and my great grandmother whom I had not spoken to since this all transpired fell ill. I found out because my mother had reached out and let me know. That was it. No emotional manipulation, no requests, just info. I said ok, I’ll bite and I saw them again for the first time. My mother still did not say anything at this point. No, I’m sorry, how are you, anything. Over the span of 6 months, my great grandma began to get worse and worse and would often speak of Jesus and how she was so looking forward to meeting him. She would speak of gold filigree scripture on the walls and I wrote it off as the ramblings of a dying woman. Harsh I know, but that’s the mind of the spiritually bankrupt individual i was at the time. She died peacefully in her sleep about 3 days later. Throughout all of this, my mother was different. Something in her was changed and at first I thought it was just sobriety. I mean clearly that was part of it, but she began to explain about Jesus and how they found a great church and she has repented and God had forgiven her. She asked then for my forgiveness. I scoffed but I was also attempting to turn a new Leaf so I agreed to check out this church with her. (At the time, I had a hot pink spiked Mohawk, I have tattoos and piercings.) The greeter at their church that day was a middle aged woman with more tattoos and less hair than me. again, bit of a time jump here, but to spare the even longer tale, I came to salvation one night after hearing the final sermon in a series on Joseph. I’ve been a Christian since and now I belong to an Amazing church family, serve as a deaconess, am a youth group and Sunday school leader and coordinate a women’s secret sister program. (I know all that sounds like a neat little bow on a messy story, but I promise it is not lol there is so much more nuance to it, but I’m trying to communicate that I would not be here today, still somehow standing, we’re it not for Christ in my life…so on one hand, I have the absolute worst memory of my life from my mother…but on the other…the best because it’s an eternal one.) I’m so glad I found this community here to help bridge the gap between two sides of me. Thanks for allowing me to share with you all. 💜

@Juju how are you feeling? Are your headaches any better?

For sure

prayers for you!

Long story short, I injured my neck in a motorcycle accident. Which now causes severe headaches at times. I've been diagnosed with chronic headaches and arthritis in my upper neck area. The headaches are a constant, everyday thing sometimes. Either just lingering in the background as it were, or full out pain. It seems seasonal mostly. And I've been headache free for awhile. Until recently. I don't feel sorry for myself. I just don't like it lol I know prayer can help. So I'm asking if you would please pray for me. At least that my pain tolerance is notched up a bit more. Thank you!🥰

@BigDaddys_HunnyBunny Thanks for asking! I attend a CMA church Christian Missionary Alliance or its sometimes called The Alliance. We broke for the Baptist in the early 1900s and are a small denomination. We rely heavily on the scriptutes for preaching and teaching. We have the AWANA program and host a lot of other community outreach activities in our building. We view "the church" as a body of believers (people who believe in Jesus as Savior, Lord and Sovereign King), and we call ourselves family. We do a lot of potlucks, family nights, prayer meetings, Bible Studies, mom groups, men's groups, mission trips, and local volunteering.

I haven't watched then in a long time. I'm excited to revisit them again!🥰

If you like to talk to tomatoes

I love veggie tales. I just watched a video of their silly songs. My favoritest song is where is my hair.brush? I actually sing it when I cant find my hairbrush. Daddy never heard the full song til last night. He justshook his head and goes so thats where u learned that. Lol and remember everybody needs a water buffalo lol

Not a little but like veggie tales