Today in prayer, Abba reminded me of this song I made over 12 years ago when I was young in the Lord. I had rededicated my life to Him in 1994, Wow I can't believe it has been that long. I wrote this song down in my journal. I am not going to forget it again. Then later in the day I started working on my motorcycle and when I opened up the manual a piece of paper fell out. I had forgotten when one of the times last year, I cleaned my room, I found the song and stuck it in my manual. Todah Abba!
Victory In Jesus
For days and day on end,
This trial has come to me.
I asked “Lord will this ever end?"
He said to me, “My child listen, for your trials will come and go but you have victory! and that is the only thing you need to know. I was crucified on the cross, your sins are gone! So trust in me and you'll have victory....”
I have victory in Jesus, satan's chains can't hold me now. The words of my savior come to me now, to me now....
I have victory in Jesus, satan's chains can't hold me now. The words of my savior come to me now, to me now.
Friday, May 28, 2010
left to right Aunt Joan, Aunt Shirley, Mom, Aunt Agnes
Posted by Theresa Giardino at 12:39 PM
Monday, May 24, 2010
Writing these blogs has been fun. Abba has me writing things down what is on his heart and what he does in my life. When I did “Come now let us reason” a few weeks ago, It was 2:30am in the morning when I started it. He was bugging me to write that for a couple of weeks. I was sitting on the couch just finished watching a movie that ended up being really stupid and I regretted wasting my time watching it. Then Yeshua says "I have been asking you to write that blog and you waste your time on this!" I said “ok,ok,I’ll start right now.” I went upstairs to my bed and wrote straight for an hour, no stopping. He was downloading it to me over and over so I would get it all. He dictated to me every word. I finished at 3:30am and went to sleep. I woke up at 9:00am Sunday morning, came down stairs, turned on the computer, and started typing what I wrote. He had me add a few things and I finished it after lunch at 1:30pm. I never had done that before. When He wants you to write something you do it. What has also been really cool, after I write something He gives me, a week or two later my pastor will talk about the same things I’ve written. A month ago, I finally had enough courage to ask him if he knew what TISA’s blogs was and he just looked at me funny and said “I don’t read any blogs.” Abba is funny, using my pastor to confirm what He wants me to write.
So lately, I have been so busy I haven’t had the time to write. Abba has been impressing on me to write about one of my tests I had while I was in college. I look back at this test He gave me and think how much I’ve changed. In college I had no car so I took a bus every day. Troy, NY started to do road construction that semester and it was ok at first but then the CDTA bus was getting to the college later and later. I was getting to class 5 to 10 min late a few times in a row. Then the next week I came in a half an hour late. After class I apologized to the teacher an explained why. He was very upset and made a nasty comment. I got the point real quick; I need to take an earlier bus. Problem was the earlier bus was 8am and my class started 11am. Even though the CDTA bus route I took was made for HVCC students, it still took me 1 ½ hours to get there. 5am wakeup calls were not fun especially when you got to get up at 8am before. I got up early and was at the bus stop on time. I see the bus coming and it passes me. Sometimes when a bus is late they pass you if the other bus was behind them. Problem this time was the next bus was so close to the first bus it didn’t see me and passed me too. I stood there in disbelief. I thought how could Abba let that happen? I started getting upset but I prayed Abba please let me get down town on time. I had missed the normal bus and the back up one as well but Abba, during my time at HVCC, has held the other bus when I was late. I got to down town and the bus was already gone. There are three stops downtown before it leaves for Troy. I always get on the first because by the time it gets to the third, you will be standing. I jumped on another bus to get to the last bus stop before it leaves Albany. I was hoping I still could catch it. I didn’t get there fast enough, the bus was gone. I walked back to the second bus stop, the first was too far away. I was so upset, I didn’t want to face my teacher again late. I was so angry, pacing back and forth, crying. I felt God had let me down and didn’t care. The Holy Spirit said something to me but all I can remember was saying to Him angrily ”Yea, right!” I waited for the next HVCC bus to arrive. It came on time. It was such a beautiful day I knew there would be construction. Yeshua was also talking to me but I was so upset, I can’t remember what he said also. The bus started to approach the construction area. I had my head buried in my hands, crying. Then Abba said to me “Dry your eyes my child!...it will be ok.” I pick up my head and there was no construction. The bus pulls in the “Park and Ride” picks up some more kids and a car stops and lets the bus get out. The bus always gets stuck there also. When we got to the college the bus was 10 minutes earlier than normal. I get off the bus in shock. I get to the class room and the door is locked. The whole class is standing outside the door when the teacher shows up almost 10 minutes late. Obviously, I failed the test Abba gave me miserably. He wanted me to trust him. It seems we still get the same tests but just at different levels. Abba can be trusted, we just need to believe He will finish what He has started. Philippians 1:6 “Being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ”
Posted by Theresa Giardino at 1:09 AM
Sunday, May 9, 2010
This whole week has been an up-side down week. Wednesday last week, I met with my former coworkers for a reunion get together. Scott, my boss, asks if I would like to pick up a project as outsource and stay as per diem. I said ok but when I got home I needed to think about it. I was unsure about going back. I wanted to do what Abba wanted. I prayed and the next day I got a call from Scott asking if I would like to start Monday. I said yes before I could say no. I felt peaceful about the decision but anxious about going back. The day I was let go, I was sick to my stomach the whole time until I came home. Monday I woke up at 3am and couldn’t fall back to sleep. I got to work around 11am. I had a fire house physical and blood work at 9am. It is required every year for Haz-Mat techs. They poked me 8 times and couldn’t get anything. They told me come back Friday morning when their main phlebotomist comes it. Couldn’t they tell me that 5 sticks ago? Anyway, at work I was given a building with many angular walls. The more angles on a job, the higher the difficulty to draw and design. Scott told me the first two floors were due in two weeks but wanted engineering to have it Monday. They had a lot of problems Monday trying to get my computer to load AutoCad. I couldn’t start the project. I had to be at the firehouse after work. I was there until 10pm. Tuesday the computer at work still wasn't working so I worked on the project at home. A storm came around 2:50pm and the power went out. I was starting to wonder if I should have gone back. I was seriously behind and was not allowed to work overtime. Wednesday came and I put a major dent in what I had to get done. Abba gave me peace and helped me. I stayed late Thursday to make up time I lost on Monday & Friday morning. Friday afternoon I finished the two floors and by the time I left, I finished the typical floor as well. I know now Abba wants me there again. This has been a crazy week but I know whatever happens next, Abba will help me thru it.
Posted by Theresa Giardino at 4:25 PM
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Last night I took my mom to see “The Judgment Seat” play for her mother’s day gift. It was at The Egg, a performing arts center in Albany, NY. I haven’t been there since 2nd grade. I’m the type that would never go to the ballet or opera. I cringe even at the thought of it. So when my mom asked me to take her to the play, you can guess what my reaction was. Then she said she would like it to be her Mother’s Day present….Doh! The Egg is only 10 minutes away from my house. Living in Albany, it is extremely liberal. From the politics to the news, it is all liberal. So hearing about a Christian play, I thought “how Christian is it and will its owners voice their own agendas?” To my surprise it was very good and they didn’t add their agendas. Each aspect of the play showed God’s mercy and judgment of accepting and rejection of His son Jesus. It also had serious and comedic times in the play and was simplistic enough for a person to really understand why God does what He does and gave His son Jesus. A lady from the Loudonville community church prayed for five years to bring this director/ writer to Albany to do one of his plays. He has been all over the world doing plays and stuff. He never thought Albany would be a place they would accept him. He now wants to bring more performances to Albany. In all his plays he uses only volunteers to act and make the set designs. The quality was unbelievable. At the end of the play, a pastor goes up and talks to everyone about Jesus and gives an alter call. The place was packed and close to fifty people pack around the small stage. I know some still stayed in their seats. Two ladies in front of me raised their hands but never went up. I have seen on tv large alter calls but never was in the same place. It was truly a blessing to be there and to see that. Other people were blessed too that night. The lady next to my mom came in at the last minute. Her husband was in the play and she saw it the day before. She wanted to see it again but couldn’t afford it. Then someone gave her an extra ticket they had. My mom gave her the money to buy a DVD of that performance and she cried because she wanted one but couldn’t afford it. All in all it was a good night even if it was just a play...Doh!
Posted by Theresa Giardino at 9:27 AM