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Mastering Chihuahuas!

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I believe in the power of stories. Do you? Do you like to hear one?

As a Catholic for 32 years I had never heard of the power of God’s greater adversary. Created as Lucifer (the morning star), he then became known as Satan after being throw out of heaven. Why? This being was the Worship Chorus’s leader. One day he looks at its amazing beauty and was astonished at how beautiful he was. Then he thought about being he the worshiped instead of God. He got together one third of the angelic host and convince them of fighting against God. Therefore all of them, including him, Lucifer, all were kick out of the third Heaven. So, as that happens he came to be named Satan, which is interpreted as “The Adversary”.

I thought that his history all ended there. First act: this angel mess up (and could done it since every being God creates He gives free will to). Second act: this angel is thrown out and disappears. No No. He is a spirit, can not be destroyed until the end of times. So it goes around like a roaring lion seeing to whom he can devour. He is not the opposite of God since God Is ALL knowing, ALL present, ALL powerful. But true is we need to be informed. I need it. Otherwise every time I fail I can think that every time is all just my fault. But He, the devil, is the one behind every darkness and all evil comes from him and only him. More clearly, he inspires all that is dark.

So this being moves in the spirit, he dwells on all opportunities to bring us back to our old nature (the old nature without God, before we have Jesus living with us, in us). Then, every time we are in pain, let said “life happens” he then pursue us to cling to too many stupid stuff to gave us RELIEF for, instead of walking in TRUTH. That is as if I decide to avoid GRACE toward ENRICH SOME NEUROTRANSMITERS.

I used to.

Pain. Get a chocolate. Rejection. Shopping. Unforgiveness. How about premarital sex? And on and on. Every one of this God isn’t against it, me either. And He is so for it since He created, for us to enjoy to its FULNESS, in the right time, in the right way. Why? So we can be FULFIL to the FULNESS, FULNESS, FULNESS. No matter how much I tried. His design is the very best. No, I’m not Married jet, but I know what I’m talking about.

Remember, we must know current events, and the adversary’s affairs. And we need so, because without meting an enemy, how we can go to war? Without going, how can we ever win? Spiritual war is easy, when Jesus is next to us. Otherwise we are blind, deaf, dumb, and all we do is:

Chocolate….and on, and on, and on.

How He operates? Thoughts. We must master our thinking according to God’s thinking. And from it, answer and build. Explore thoughts as you would a “Chihuahua”. The devil is not going to win anyways. Trust only the Lord God. You need to LIVE, not just exist as a tree, piece of wood, or an empty glass. If you believe that there is not an enemy is only because you are a little late in pursuing your REAL dreams which is in the identity that God gave you. YOU ARE A WINER. More than a Conqueror. You & I. All of us.

And I Am a Victor!!! Almost 5 years after knowing all these. I Am Awesomely Loved!

…to continue.

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April 29, 2011 at 9:27 pm

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The Mind of Peace 2

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Are you being tested? If so, just pray: : “Lord, you’ve put your finger on some areas in me. Pluck them out of my heart. Encourage me, Lord that I’m not going backward — I’m going forward with you!”

So, Thinking Brilliantly is not like going to a conference and try to change your behavior, isn’t either to deny that there is pain. Thinking Brilliantly is simply holding to God in a private and intimate relationship where you can open your heart to Him alone and be changed. As a result of it our behavior would change, our perception would get better, our response would be a response and no a reaction, and in time we would mature. We would be ready to love, even the unlovable, and to embrace of His love more and more. Thinking as Christ is Thinking Brilliantly. There is no other hope, and we all must remember to hold fast to Him at all times.

Knowing who we are IN Christ would encourage us to hold fast to the faith we had been given and to work it out to discover the answer to our path. That every promise God make would come to past, and that to that effect we are being made ready to embrace and to overflow with such strength that no weapon formed against us would take us out of our place, and even in the midst of pain we would prevail. Our God is greater, Our God is stronger, and Our God is Healer, Awesome in Power, Our God!!!

Vision gave pain a purpose, and out of all is the purpose of learning to love as He does. To be restored to His likeness, as in the beginning. Remember? Mankind is born with a purpose, lest do it!! Again, did you have a Vision for your Life? If not, God can give you one. LISTEN.

Be Blessed!! Lest Think Brilliantly Today!!! God is at Hand!!!!
He is always ready to Teach
. God doesn’t lie.
HE is always ready!
Be Blessed!!!

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April 29, 2011 at 4:34 pm

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The Mind Of Peace

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The extreme of one side is called religious thinking and said: Worry/Good Works. The other extreme of that same side is called new age thinking and said: Denial/Good Feelings. The Right side said: Discernment, thru Unity…with God.

Can we still advancing in our venture while tasting pain? Can pain be walk out by embracing peace at the same time? At the Same Time? What? Really?

Peace, as you must had heard before is not the absence of difficulties but the Divine Grace we can hold fast to while in the midst of “the matter”. When all means fail, like a piece is missing…Security, Peace, Joy. All I need is an anchor in the midst of the difficulty to get me back to my feet again. Divine Peace.

Thinking Brilliantly.

What is Thinking Brilliantly?

Is not denial, isn’t coldness, isn’t avoiding reaching out to others and mourning with them, even sometimes we need to cry with them. Thinking brilliantly is no other than thinking from God and with Him. What is in the mind of God then? One of the various things I know about Him is that He is good; the rest is on the Bible. In essence, HE IS STRONG to carry me. And so cool to walk beside me regardless of my mess. Now in time He requires commitment, obviously, but HE is more than anything freaking amazing I can dare to imagine; God is full of greater Mercies every new day.

From victory to victory.

To me the practice of walking out in the midst of anything is to be able to handle anything using my heart and not my anger, my love and not unforgiveness, my light which is God’s own Light that we carry when working from Him. With Him. To Hold fast. To listen to what His heart is saying and do the best with my faith to LOVE as He does. In time I learned a little, in times I cry, In times I rejoice, but more I have counted…Joy, Joy, Joy. To me is an ongoing discipline, Pray, Listen, Obey. Receiving a fresh word from God and to put that to practice. Walking by faith.

…continue.

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April 28, 2011 at 11:47 pm

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The Purpose of Pain

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Vision gave pain a purpose.

When you don’t like what you see and you can not change it. In life I have experience the lost of a best friend in a car accident, the lost of friendships due to walking different directions, the lost of opportunities, the lost of beautiful relationships. That hurts. Lots.

There can also be obstacles to freedom, soul tides that we need to be broken, strongholds, old habits, addictions, lies that need also to be broken; and people we need to forgive. Holding an offense against someone is the most difficult and painful thing to overcome (trust would take its time). So, growing…it is very painful as well. Very. At least to me. And age is just a number.

I am just astonished at thinking how much strength a human is able to carry, there are thousands if not millions of situations in our life in which this strength is called to do its work; jet some kind of pain can just be handle in oneness with God. That kind came not from a Divine plan but is used as a Divine appointment to take us to the next level with God. The pain of growing said: How ‘Bout me?? Then, we are introduced to the opportunity to go to the next level. With a vision before hand, pain finds its purpose. Sometimes instead of gaining some greater revelation to unfold in front of us the relief we immediately need, all we are called to do is to grow in faith and in wisdom. Pain is not created by God to give us lessons. But He can use it to serve Him in making us grow instead of just walking on denial, or coldness toward Him.

We all know that men are born to conquer, that every man and women want to be completed. Once you spend enough time discerning what is the rock in your way that you stumble with in “the season”, then you can come out with only one last resort: Growth. Therefore, why we have to give lots of walks around ourselves as if searching for a tail. Simple? Be you, be sincere, use pen & paper and talk to Him. He is not mute, never dumb, not deaf, never cold, and always ready. FOR YOU. AND JUST FOR YOU.

While dealing with pain we for sure are very tempted at reaching “WHATEVER” else comes to satisfy our hunger, the burden, and the pain. But if we are serious enough we can reach God in just one uncomplicated way to open our eyes. I have read lots of articles, notes, formulas, books, motivational stuff, new age, all else. None say what I’ve found: TALK TO GOD.

Instead of putting away pain with money, food, sex, anything. TALK! (each one of this would naturally find its expresion in the apropiate time).
But You deserve Him. We deserve Him. He died for it. He is the God of the “Suddenly”. Death is over!!! LIFE is to be experience to the fullness of God.

Did you have a Vision for your Life? If not, God can give you one. LISTEN. Pain may not be avoided all at once, but we can still take advantage of it by holding closer to the more stronger person in all of existence. Him. God is so good, strong, and closer than our breath. Speaking to Him would be better and better. Our God is a good God, and pain would at the right time lost its grip. It would. Persevere! God is STRONGER. Yeah!

And remember: If isn’t fun without God, don’t do it. God is freaking Cool!!

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April 27, 2011 at 10:50 pm

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The Interpretation List:

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The Tension on you=Is His Strength Upon
To Believe Him=Is To Live
Rehearse Truth=The Starting Place
Pray about it =Is to Release It!
Your Talents=God’s Gifts for you alone
To Love=Is to Make All things work for good.
Joy=To Occupy my Real State
Think as It=Become as It. Careful what you dwell on
Favor upon you=Capacity to Sacrifice
Faith=Declaration of what I know
Dream about His word=Judge Him Faithful
Family=God’s dream from the beginning
A Burden=An opportunity
Personality=Unique Features of every human
Mature=Know how to Love + To Love
True Smile=Peace of God from within
To Forgive=To Release Them.

God is in a good mood!!!

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April 22, 2011 at 5:01 pm

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Deep calling To Deep

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There are moments in my life when the light seems to be so far away, yet when I realize how closed it always had been it reach its greater potential thru my trusting. And all I had to do is call.

Is not an easy thing to live in this era where such darkness reigns thru the media, thru the arts, thru every corner I want to reach toward. But instead of feeling or recognizing (that’s a better word) any weakness without hope, what I learn to do is actually face reality completely which is no other than do best what I do and hope for light to reach my situation. That is better than only provoking negativity to fill the empty (jet immature) areas of my soul. When I am confident on truth, not facts, then all got in alignment.

To me, God was a concept for 32 years of my life. Now He is part of my everyday life. Without Him…I am what I was. Empty. He listened to my voice calling Him once, when I was tired for waiting on my own righteousness to get spotless. When all I needed to do is rely on His Love and on what He did more than 2,000 years ago. Enough. Free. Truth. Simple. Faith.

God is a very best friend. That to some sounds spooky or weird. Being spooky or weird isn’t that bad when you think on the other option. Dead.

And Life is soooo worthy to be experienced. So much great things God has in store for all who trust Him and follow His way. God loves us just as we are, and He then is waiting for all of us to love Him as He is also. He is a God of order, purity, holiness; never a religious God. NEVER. He is Love which means that He looks at us from that perspective, thru the adventure of Grace upon us. God is no mad, God is expecting for us to Love Him just as He is. God is Love.

God is waiting. God is good. He is Love. A Scandalous Love. He is sooo good.

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April 18, 2011 at 11:50 pm

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The Difference Between Men & Woman

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Let’s say a guy named Fred is attracted to a woman named Martha. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they’re driving home, a thought occurs to Martha, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: “Do you realize that, as of tonight, we’ve been seeing each other for exactly six months?”

And then, there is silence in the car.

To Martha, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he’s been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I’m trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn’t want, or isn’t sure of.

And Fred is thinking: Gosh. Six months.

And Martha is thinking: But, hey, I’m not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I’d have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily towards mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Fred is thinking: …so that means it was…let’s see…February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer’s, which means…lemme check the odometer…Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here.

And Martha is thinking: He’s upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I’m reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed – even before I sensed it – that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that’s it. That’s why he’s so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He’s afraid of being rejected.

And Fred is thinking: And I’m gonna have them look at the transmission again. I don’t care what those morons say, it’s still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It’s 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.

And Martha is thinking: He’s angry. And I don’t blame him. I’d be angry, too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can’t help the way I feel. I’m just not sure.

And Fred is thinking: They’ll probably say it’s only a 90-day warranty.

And Martha is thinking: Maybe I’m just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I’m sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Fred is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I’ll give them a warranty. I’ll take their warranty and stick it right up their…

“Fred,” Martha says aloud.

“What?” says Fred, startled.

“Please don’t torture yourself like this,” she says, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. “Maybe I should never have…oh dear, I feel so…”(She breaks down, sobbing.)

“What?” says Fred.

“I’m such a fool,” Martha sobs. “I mean, I know there’s no knight. I really know that. It’s silly. There’s no knight, and there’s no horse.”

“There’s no horse?” says Fred.

“You think I’m a fool, don’t you?” Martha says.

“No!” says Fred, glad to finally know the correct answer.

“It’s just that…it’s that I…I need some time,” Martha says.

(There is a 15-second pause while Fred, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work.)

“Yes,” he says. (Martha, deeply moved, touches his hand.)

“Oh, Fred, do you really feel that way?” she says.

“What way?” says Fred.

“That way about time,” says Martha.

“Oh,” says Fred. “Yes.” (Martha turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.)

“Thank you, Fred,” she says.

“Thank you,” says Fred.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Fred gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a college basketball game between two South Dakota junior colleges that he has never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it’s better if he doesn’t think about it.

The next day Martha will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it either.

Meanwhile, Fred, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of his and Martha’s, will pause just before serving, frown, and say: “Norm, did Martha ever own a horse?”

And that’s the difference between men and women.

Cybersalt.

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March 17, 2011 at 5:50 pm

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