Living a life with purpose becomes intentional and focused. Deciding deep in your heart, and knowing that your life has meaning, will usually compel and draw others. So I challenge you...
If you have a testimony of living your life with purpose and you think it would be a blessing to others, we would be happy to review it and include it in our blog, along with your name and contact information.
If you're not living with purpose, what are you living for?
Blessings to all!
Kathy
kathy@rpjandco.com
407.551.0734
Friday, December 24, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
No More Candy Man
Who is this candy man
that no longer lives?
I used to call him Dad,
but now my Dad is dead.
His candy wasn’t worth all the bondage,
torment, and anguish.
The temptation of candy
is no longer a desire or a wish.
This man was exposed
and now he must die.
Everything that he assured me was truth,
were probably lies.
The candy man is dead
and Jesus is alive.
Jesus brings truth
to destroy every lie!
God is my refuge
and my strength.
“Praise God,
the candy man is dead!”
Kathleen Schubitz
© Copyright 2005-2010 | All Rights Reserved
that no longer lives?
I used to call him Dad,
but now my Dad is dead.
His candy wasn’t worth all the bondage,
torment, and anguish.
The temptation of candy
is no longer a desire or a wish.
This man was exposed
and now he must die.
Everything that he assured me was truth,
were probably lies.
The candy man is dead
and Jesus is alive.
Jesus brings truth
to destroy every lie!
God is my refuge
and my strength.
“Praise God,
the candy man is dead!”
Kathleen Schubitz
© Copyright 2005-2010 | All Rights Reserved
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Sleeping With the Enemy
This was not a personal experience, but expressions for a friend. My hope is that you will find some healing from words written for another's experience.
Kathy
http://www.kathleenschubitz.blogspot.com/
http://www.rpjandco.com/
SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY
(Her perpetrator was sleeping in my bed!)
Ugh! How could I not know?
I loved him; I confided in him.
He played me like a fool.
When I expressed my concerns, he acted real cool.
It was candy that kept her quiet.
I was my daughter’s mother;
I should have been the first to know.
It was not a mere stranger, but her father.
I must have been drugged
Because I was always aware
Of her surroundings and for my little girl.
Hateful I feel for not being there.
My daughter was being hurt;
I was not able to help her.
Thank God for the day
When I found him and saved her.
Full of rage and hatred,
I wanted to hang him from a nail.
But we ran for our lives not knowing what to do.
Because of his sin, he now sits in jail.
Now we are free, forgiving,
And learning everything new.
Kathleen Schubitz
© Copyright 2003-2010
Reprinted from Finding Purpose after Abuse
http://www.findingpurposeafterabuse.com/
Kathy
http://www.kathleenschubitz.blogspot.com/
http://www.rpjandco.com/
SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY
(Her perpetrator was sleeping in my bed!)
Ugh! How could I not know?
I loved him; I confided in him.
He played me like a fool.
When I expressed my concerns, he acted real cool.
It was candy that kept her quiet.
I was my daughter’s mother;
I should have been the first to know.
It was not a mere stranger, but her father.
I must have been drugged
Because I was always aware
Of her surroundings and for my little girl.
Hateful I feel for not being there.
My daughter was being hurt;
I was not able to help her.
Thank God for the day
When I found him and saved her.
Full of rage and hatred,
I wanted to hang him from a nail.
But we ran for our lives not knowing what to do.
Because of his sin, he now sits in jail.
Now we are free, forgiving,
And learning everything new.
Kathleen Schubitz
© Copyright 2003-2010
Reprinted from Finding Purpose after Abuse
http://www.findingpurposeafterabuse.com/
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Redeemed and Free
A little more than eight years following my near-death experience, I felt compelled to put my prose experience into a more poetic form. This is not part of my inspirational poetry that God pours through me, but one that He will use to help others find freedom.
If you dare to read, read on!
Redeemed and Free
Running from outside in the bushes, he grabbed me
I began to panic; thought I’d never get free
With arms locked at my sides, unable to defend myself
I knew with God’s word in me, I really wasn’t helpless.
Forced into my apartment past the one o’clock hour
Tormented after midnight, my longest hour.
He wanted the lights to be turned on in the room
I told a partial lie so my life wouldn’t end up in doom.
My instructions were to get undressed
With arms tied, he was forced to do the work himself
While his long arms kept my body and mouth still,
My silent scream was, “God, is this your will?”
With arms locked down and face covered
I said to him, “Do you know Jesus?”
He disguised his voice and said to shut up
But I was willing to risk all, despite the disgust!
God’s protection and sustaining power as such
Allowed that perp to come, but he didn’t get much
God’s evidence wasn’t felt during my darkest hour
By His mercy, the perp had to leave in less than an hour!
As he rummaged to find the leftover cash
He had his chance; got his kicks, and left in a flash.
He thought he’d come back and do it once more,
My strength had been zapped, I fell to the floor.
With my face to the floor, he asked how I liked it!
Then whispered, “if you tell anyone, I’ll kill ya!
Humiliated in the dark and left all alone,
When I heard the door close, I searched for the phone.
Life had been spared, but I wanted to erase every thought
Too afraid and ashamed, the lights remained off.
Immobile on hands and knees, I hurried to lock the door
Seconds later, I heard him trying to open the door!
It didn’t take long for me to figure out
Whether I felt like being quiet or giving a shout;
God’s plan for my life is to work all things for good
It’s His story and redeeming power that must be understood.
I’m alive to share my testimony and story
To give God His place and all the glory;
To let you know, You too can be free.
Whom the Son sets free will be free indeed!
© Kathleen Schubitz
All Rights Reserved
If you dare to read, read on!
Redeemed and Free
Running from outside in the bushes, he grabbed me
I began to panic; thought I’d never get free
With arms locked at my sides, unable to defend myself
I knew with God’s word in me, I really wasn’t helpless.
Forced into my apartment past the one o’clock hour
Tormented after midnight, my longest hour.
He wanted the lights to be turned on in the room
I told a partial lie so my life wouldn’t end up in doom.
My instructions were to get undressed
With arms tied, he was forced to do the work himself
While his long arms kept my body and mouth still,
My silent scream was, “God, is this your will?”
With arms locked down and face covered
I said to him, “Do you know Jesus?”
He disguised his voice and said to shut up
But I was willing to risk all, despite the disgust!
God’s protection and sustaining power as such
Allowed that perp to come, but he didn’t get much
God’s evidence wasn’t felt during my darkest hour
By His mercy, the perp had to leave in less than an hour!
As he rummaged to find the leftover cash
He had his chance; got his kicks, and left in a flash.
He thought he’d come back and do it once more,
My strength had been zapped, I fell to the floor.
With my face to the floor, he asked how I liked it!
Then whispered, “if you tell anyone, I’ll kill ya!
Humiliated in the dark and left all alone,
When I heard the door close, I searched for the phone.
Life had been spared, but I wanted to erase every thought
Too afraid and ashamed, the lights remained off.
Immobile on hands and knees, I hurried to lock the door
Seconds later, I heard him trying to open the door!
It didn’t take long for me to figure out
Whether I felt like being quiet or giving a shout;
God’s plan for my life is to work all things for good
It’s His story and redeeming power that must be understood.
I’m alive to share my testimony and story
To give God His place and all the glory;
To let you know, You too can be free.
Whom the Son sets free will be free indeed!
© Kathleen Schubitz
All Rights Reserved
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Inconvenience creates Opportunity
Last Friday I decided to wash my car. I had to move it out of the carport in order to do this, and when I was finished drying the car, I moved it back into place.
Well the day was quiet, and I had been invited to attend World Hope Celebration Dinner. I had to get all dressed up, and went to my car about 6pm, allowing enough time to get through downtown and to the Hotel.
I was planning on meeting new people and finding new clients and had everything ready. As I started my car, it refused to turn over!
I could have chosen to not pursue attending the dinner, just give up and stay in for the night. But I sensed I would have given in to what the Enemy wanted. I called the person who invited me, and as plans went well, she was able to find someone on their way to pick me up. We had a great time, fellowship, and good networking (and free dinner)!
The next couple of days also presented inconvenience; I had to rely on others to pick me up and take me to the store, church and anywhere else I thought I needed to go. I was planning to be without a car for several days. I thought the problem was serious.
Well, without my own car, I was not able to choose the church I wanted to attend. I was at the mercy of a friend. God allowed me to make new potential client connections and I was blessed with a free lunch today!
The best part of my car not working, is that the Lord told me what the problem was, and with input from friends, I was able to fix it myself. Money that I was stressing over having to be spent was saved!
God is so good. So when we think we're inconvenienced, we have opportunity and something to give Him praise about!
Well the day was quiet, and I had been invited to attend World Hope Celebration Dinner. I had to get all dressed up, and went to my car about 6pm, allowing enough time to get through downtown and to the Hotel.
I was planning on meeting new people and finding new clients and had everything ready. As I started my car, it refused to turn over!
I could have chosen to not pursue attending the dinner, just give up and stay in for the night. But I sensed I would have given in to what the Enemy wanted. I called the person who invited me, and as plans went well, she was able to find someone on their way to pick me up. We had a great time, fellowship, and good networking (and free dinner)!
The next couple of days also presented inconvenience; I had to rely on others to pick me up and take me to the store, church and anywhere else I thought I needed to go. I was planning to be without a car for several days. I thought the problem was serious.
Well, without my own car, I was not able to choose the church I wanted to attend. I was at the mercy of a friend. God allowed me to make new potential client connections and I was blessed with a free lunch today!
The best part of my car not working, is that the Lord told me what the problem was, and with input from friends, I was able to fix it myself. Money that I was stressing over having to be spent was saved!
God is so good. So when we think we're inconvenienced, we have opportunity and something to give Him praise about!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Have you been called to intervene?
Monday, when I should have been writing, I was called by a friend. She had intervened in a scene and got involved in a suicidal attempt. The police were on the scene, and because it was familiar to my friend, she sensed she might be able to assist, so she got involved. Later, she called me and wanted me to encourage this person.
Well, my day off turned into police hunting us down because the person who needed to be seen and tested at the hospital became impatient, so all of us left. Our time together escalated to a level of fear, not knowing what might happen to us, in an attempt to help a person. The good news, the person is alive because of intervention.
The lesson learned: Be careful and prayerful. Be sure God has called you to intervene, and before going the extra mile to help someone, make sure it's not compassion talking, but the Holy Spirit being your guide. You could save yourself alot of trouble.
Be blessed this week!
Well, my day off turned into police hunting us down because the person who needed to be seen and tested at the hospital became impatient, so all of us left. Our time together escalated to a level of fear, not knowing what might happen to us, in an attempt to help a person. The good news, the person is alive because of intervention.
The lesson learned: Be careful and prayerful. Be sure God has called you to intervene, and before going the extra mile to help someone, make sure it's not compassion talking, but the Holy Spirit being your guide. You could save yourself alot of trouble.
Be blessed this week!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
What do you believe?
In reading from 1 Thessalonians 2 this morning, I was impressed by verse 13.
The working in us is, or working out our own salvation, seems to have more power and effect when we believe. In this particular thought, I'm reflecting back on how many times I've been healed, protected, guided, delivered or set free. It happened because I believed the word of God in the Bible. I took it and applied it to myself, believed it for myself... how about you?
In contrast, what power does believing words contrary to God's word have over us?
I'd love to hear your feedback.
Be blessed this week!
Kathy
The working in us is, or working out our own salvation, seems to have more power and effect when we believe. In this particular thought, I'm reflecting back on how many times I've been healed, protected, guided, delivered or set free. It happened because I believed the word of God in the Bible. I took it and applied it to myself, believed it for myself... how about you?
In contrast, what power does believing words contrary to God's word have over us?
I'd love to hear your feedback.
Be blessed this week!
Kathy
Monday, January 4, 2010
Dwell in Safety
Today in my quiet time, I was reading Psalm 4 and picked up on "Dwell in Safety."
As I pondered about dwelling in safety, I remembered times in my life when church, home and work were not safe places in the natural.
My way had to be different. After being assaulted and harassed by a church leader of 70 years in age, my way of doing things needed to change. I insisted on hand shakes, but it gave me the confidence to know what I wanted was right regardless of another's thoughts or beliefs.
When I felt unsafe at work, I recall having been the victim of sexual innuendos and inappropriate conduct by employees and customers. I asked for others who I trusted to be around my work area, while other issues had to be addressed with the owner.
Regardless of what others might say or do, you must do what you believe is best for you.
Pursue the safe dwelling in the Lord,
Kathy
As I pondered about dwelling in safety, I remembered times in my life when church, home and work were not safe places in the natural.
My way had to be different. After being assaulted and harassed by a church leader of 70 years in age, my way of doing things needed to change. I insisted on hand shakes, but it gave me the confidence to know what I wanted was right regardless of another's thoughts or beliefs.
When I felt unsafe at work, I recall having been the victim of sexual innuendos and inappropriate conduct by employees and customers. I asked for others who I trusted to be around my work area, while other issues had to be addressed with the owner.
Regardless of what others might say or do, you must do what you believe is best for you.
Pursue the safe dwelling in the Lord,
Kathy
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