A close friend of mine recently said to me....

“You can be great at it, if you play the game.” I thought about that for a second... And reflected over my lifeline and realized, I'm 34 years old and I ain't NEVER been a sell out, ever! Although, I've learned  many treasured lessons, I just don't have time for pettiness.
However, I do have time to make a difference in the world.... I try not to judge your foolishness, but I am human, so forgive me.


I'm not that type of girl who runs with the crowd. I run alone. I don't need to be accepted because I've already been accepted by God. I live for the purpose that he created me to live for and if that means standing alone, well I'll do just that! Do you know why? Because the times when I'm down, and ya'll chitter chatter about me, it is God, who lifts me up and helps me get back to my feet. He cares about me...

One thing I want you to understand is that the world will praise you when your up and talk bad about you when your down, BUT it is GOD who will see that you make it through... Live to please Him, not others....

“Yea though I walk through the valley in the shadow of death, death, death... There once was a time when my thoughts abused my mind so wrong, I thought I was going to die. Life just wasn't what I expected. Every move began to terrify my soul, so I ran away---.” J. Rose

One of my biggest fears was being away from my children long enough for the world to have a greater influence, but I recognize the significance of our time together the first few years of their lives. With both my children in school this past year, I was extremely proud of their accomplishments. But even still-- That gave me only little ease when I excitingly went to help my husband with his office. I can bashfully admit this new adventure is scary for me because I don't ever want to stop being the happy-fun-supportive-hands-on-mom God appointed me to be for my children. 

The other night, I was so tired from traveling late, working long and rushing back and forth that I came home and plopped on my bed. My daughter gave me one of her relaxing little massages, while singing lullabies. Meanwhile my son laying next to me, turned off his kindle game after only playing 3 mins and took it upon himself to put on worship music. He sang along every song until his daddy came home late that night. As I type this little blog, tears are drowning my face because his relationship with God means the world to me! 7 years old... On this Independence Day I am celebrating my freedom from an abusive thought relationship! “I have the mind of Christ and do hold the thoughts of His heart.--”

Thoughts by J. Rose

Wild Roses