While I Was Waiting


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Tonight was both one of the most amazing nights I have had in a long time as well as one of the most disturbing.
It all started this afternoon when I got the news that God has blessed me with yet another new job opportunity! I have been offered the position of house manager at a Christian drug and alcohol rehabilitation facility here in So Cal. The pay is significantly more than what I have been making this last year and I am now able to make a career out of encouraging others! Not only will I be mentoring clients in their recovery from addiction, but more importantly I will be helping them strengthen their walk with Jesus. I can humbly say it is a privilege to be able to do such intimate work for The Lord and only because I too have been where these clients are now.

As you all know, the whole foundation of my ministry/radio show is built upon the truth that only God can turn your mess into a beautiful message! He has done it for me once again this last few months.

My dads passing away last month has been the most heart breaking experience I have ever walked out. Thank God for my training up in faith or else I would never have had the ability to stand after such a blow to my spirit.

The death of our flesh is not the end of our lives, but rather the beginning of them. Jesus has conquered every thing that tries to keep us from Him including the grave. Death has lost it’s sting and I can find joy in Him. In truth.

But what about the ones who don’t know Jesus? Where do these people find hope when lost in despair?
What about those who think this life is all there is?
What about the ones the devil has convinced will never make it or that they couldn’t if they wanted to?

Well…
I have been wanting to see my favorite band, The Kooks, live in concert for years, but have never been able to afford tickets. My sister was able to get us cheap tickets a couple months back and blessed me with the opportunity to go see them tonight!

Needless to say the show was epic! For the first time since my dad passed away last month, I actually danced like no one was around, laughed along side my twin sister and good friend/room mate and whole heartedly enjoyed being amongst a big crowd of strangers.

While I was waiting for the show to start, I spent about an hour and a half out on the venue’s patio chatting with my sister and my friend.

In my life and in ministry, God often places me in large crowds of different people, but all of which suffer from the same type of spiritual warfare.

My experience on a night out can be very different than others and it usually is. Tonight was so exception.

A few random guys walked up and began talking to us about which band we came to see. The venue had different rooms for different artists so the crowd was… Colorful you could say….

These guys said they were seeing a rap artist called Brotha Lynch Hung…Apparently the hottest new rapper with a huge following.

I mentioned I had never heard of him and one guy began to tell me why I should listen to him and why he is the best rapper… (This list is real)
1) he raps about cannabalism
2) he raps about “crock rocks” – a combination of smoking bath salts and crack
3) he is a crack head
4) he is high on MDMA when performing
5) it’s not what he raps about, but it is what he raps about…
(Huh?)

As this guy is rambling on about this rappers “talent”, he then casually mentions that one time while high on bath salts someone had ate the face off someone.

I looked at him and asked him why canabalism and being a crack head were appealing to him and he said it’s just the new thing these days…. While wearing a rosary around his neck….
I grabbed it and asked him if Jesus meant anything to him or if he just sport the cross as a necklace? He said he was a Christian…. Or whatever. I nodded in utter disbelief then he walked away…

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Shortly after, another young guy asked us if had a lighter he could use to smoke his weed… I said no and suggested maybe he should just not smoke weed. He walked away, came back with a lighter and then blew weed smoke in my face. I asked him to take it elsewhere and that pot is lame contrary to what the “cool kids” are saying these days. He then got offended by my asking him to not smoke pot anywhere near me… He was offended…

This is our youth ladies and gentlemen.
They would rather medicate themselves with bath salts, eat each other’s faces and listen to songs about cannabalism than be accountable for anything that takes guts or application.

Jesus is the problem? Let’s purge Christianity/God and humility out of schools so you can make more room for this filth in your classrooms and venues?

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The utter lack of feeling anything for anyone but yourself is sick and it’s spreading like a plague. People are not dumb, they are worse.. They are numb.

All those who think they can run things better without God better Get a clue before anymore kids kill themselves on your watch.

Jesus brings life. We seek to mock it, mutilate it and eventually destroy it.

Just saying… This happened tonight. What happens tomorrow??

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Lori Sheridan: More Than Just My Mother


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“A mother is not a person to lean on but a person to make leaning unnecessary.” -Dorothy Canfield Fisher

Many times I have felt motivated to write to my mother and tell her all the things I have tucked away in my heart in regards to my love for her.
Days turn in to months, opportunities to sit and begin writing turn in to bittersweet busyness, and all the while the constant admiration I wish to express to her remains waiting to be shared.

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This Mother’s Day, I have quieted the chatter of my mind and the clanging of the rest of the world in order to finally let my mother know exactly how much I love and admire her.
Although I have made many mistakes in the past which have caused her to be disappointed in me, I continually pray that my mom is aware of the woman I have become because of those mistakes and that she is proud of the woman I am today.

“I thank God for my handicaps, for, through them, I have found myself, my work, and my God.” -Helen Keller

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“Family love is messy, clinging, and of an annoying and repetitive pattern, like bad wallpaper.” -Friedrich Nietzsche

Mom,
Thank you for all of the things, both privately and publicly, that you have suffered because of me.
Thank you for being the strong woman you are and for not allowing the things that I put you though to break your beautiful spirit.
My mess of a past has become my Message of hope to other families broken by the selfishness of addiction and that message, this message, has reached 130 counties in my attempts to help them avoid the heartache I caused you and our family myself.

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“A child’s hand in yours-what tenderness it arouses, what power it conjures. You are instantly the very touchstone of wisdom and strength.” -Marjorie Holmes

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“A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother’s love endures through all; in good repute, in bad repute, in the face of the world’s condemnation, a mother still loves on, and still hopes that her child may turn from his evil ways, and repent; still she remembers the infant smiles that once filled her bosom with rapture, the merry laugh, the joyful shout of his childhood, the opening promise of his youth; and she can never be brought to think him all unworthy.” -Washington Irving

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You are a leader; You envelope all of what I could possibly hope to become as a woman. As a mother, you have fearlessly done and continue to do whatever it takes to ensure the very best for your daughters and their future.

You are fierce, but you are kind.
You are beautiful, but you are not a fool.
You are helpful, but you do not enable.
You are unyielding, but you are human.
You stand tall in the face of chaos, but you do not welcome a mess.
You are smarter than any woman I know, but your heart rules your world.

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“Of course if you like your kids, if you love them from the moment they begin, you yourself begin all over again, in them, with them, and so there is something more to the world again.” -William Saroyan

Nana gave the world the greatest gift when she had you; You are very precious to me.
She instilled in you the values and the characteristics which have made you the exemplary woman and mother you are and you continue to do the same in the raising of your own girls!

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“A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.” -Tenneva Jordan

I love you very much and no matter how bratty I am, how long it sometimes takes me to say it, you are my hero.
Happy Mothers Day and THANK YOU FOR BEING MY MOM.

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