Tornado Relief

Love Feeds wants to help with the devastation from the storms in Alabama, Tennessee, and Georgia. If you would like to donate any non-perishable item, clothes, money, small toys and anything else they may need, you can bring them to City Pawn shop located on 148 Calhoun st.

Continue to pray for these people as find comfort in the Lord. These are gonna be long roads ahead and they need all the help they can get.

Purchase a Piece of Africa

Last night I had an awesome night. A wonderful friend named Christie Cotney Magera has come to visit her home town from Uganda, East Africa. I went over to Christie's mother and uncle's house to pick up the recycled magazine necklaces I had ordered. I got over there and I wanted them all. Not only does she have jewelry but she has flip flops and purses. You best believe I am decked out in them today. Christie is selling them to support God's work in Uganda. See I met Christie on Facebook about 6 months ago and since then my life has been changed drastically. Christie gave up her home in America for a home in a witchcraft village in Bugabo, Uganda. God's love has spread all over that village and several more.

If Christie would have listened to people around her, she would have never witnessed the things that have been going on in the village.

‎"knows that had I taken everyone's advice about to where God was calling me, I would be missing out on life. I wouldn't have the BEST husband ever or children that bless my socks off. I wouldn't be carrying a creamy miracle.I wouldn't get to share the love of Jesus with everyone I meet. I wouldn't be following Him. And He's the one that should lead us all. Anyone else is just standing in the way."-Christie Cotney Magera

The support from people has been so amazing. God love is real people and we all need to share it. So help Christie share the love of God. If you would like to help look her up on Facebook, Christie Cotney Magera or go to her blog located on the right side of this page named "Compass in my Heart", and just maybe your life can be changed forever.

Mission Shirts On Sale Now

Well I finally got the shirts designed and I am placing the order now. I don't know how to post the pictures of the shirt but here is the design and color of the shirt. I am ordering unisex for adults with Canvas name brand shirts. And I am gonna order some kids shirts also.

that is just a rough draft the back ground on the images will not be there. I just didn't know how to delete it.

Front

Back

If you would like to buy one, click on the donate tab and put the size. The prices will be $25.00 for adult and $20 for children. They will be in 2 weeks from today and I will ship them soon as they come in. If you have any questions you can email me at lovefeeds_stormy@yahoo.com. Thank you so much for your support.

Where is God?

I didn't grow up in a church. I did go on occasion when I was a kid, but it was only to hang out with friends, it was never to glorify God. When I became a teenager I avoided God, there was no God in my life (so I thought) I was wild. Some even called our group "devil worshipers". However we were not. We got that name because we all wore black, the guys had long hair, we played heavy music, so on. But not once did someone approach me and tell me about God's love. Is there something wrong with this picture? When I was broken and lost no one seemed to care.

David Platt challenged us yesterday in church to make a list. A list of people in our lives that were lost and needed to know the love of Jesus. Then he said pick one and make a disciple of them. I got my list and God is moving already. We are disciples. We need to make God's love known, because He is the one and only Lord Almighty. Christians need to go out into the world and make His name known. Minister to the lost, the broken, the drunk, the drug addict. The Righteous don't need saving, it is the "least of these".

This is a little boy I sponsored in Uganda that is homeless. You can read about him in my previous blogs

We need to make worshiping the Lord on more than just on Sundays. We need to think, talk, and walk with God. We need to look through the eyes of Jesus and stop judging. We have our comfy seating, air condition churches, fresh water from a faucet, while there are others across the globe worshiping in churches with no walls and drinking dirty water. And they are spreading the word like wild fire. We need to learn from these people. God didn't mean just select few are gonna share His word, but all of us need to share the gospel. So the question "where is God?", right there with you and you need to share His love with everyone you know. For those of you that have grandkids don't you share their stories and love? Do you not love God that much and more?

Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, Matthew 28:19

And you don't have to go to all nations to find the lost, some are right there under your nose. So now I challenge you to make your list. Witness to them. God is our Father and He loves us like no other. God bless.

The Trip of a Lifetime

As most of you already know, Matt and I are getting married this weekend and in June taking a trip to Africa, more pacifically Uganda. We chose to use the money we were going to use on our honey moon. So in other words we chose to open our hearts to a wonderful experience. Guess we can consider this a honey moon. We are not staying in a 5 star hotel. We are not even staying in a hotel. If I have to I will sleep on the floor I will still be ecstatic. This is one of the most exciting trips of my life. What is also so cool is I get to share my trip with a long time friend, Audrea Smith, that started the organization called Love Feeds. She is a completely non-profit organization. I am the Alabama coordinator. Here is the link to learn more about Love Feeds

http://lovefeeds.org/
or facebook
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Love-Feeds/121742274552341

Now with that said, if any of you would like to send anything to Christie Cotney, your sponsored child, the school, teachers, etc, I am taking donations of clothes, formula, medical supplies, school supplies, etc. Just email me and let me know ahead of time. You can send it to this address:

148 Calhoun st.
Alexander City, AL 35010

You can also make a donation by clicking on the "Donate" tab to the left under "Make a difference". All the money will go to whatever you specify. You can email me at lovefeeds_stormy_@yahoo.com

Please keep us in your prayers that everything runs smoothly. Pray for the world. It doesn't cost a thing and gets you a close relationship with God. Thank you God bless.

The Challenge

I challenge you, all of you to give all your problems to God. Don't worry just give them all to Him. Casting the whole of your care [all your anxieties, all your worries, all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares for you affectionately and cares about you watchfully. 1 Peter 5: 7. God cares for you that much. If you with just have faith. If you truly believe in Him all things are possible.

You know recently I have been dealing with the sickness of my grandmother, Betty Wall. I was told 2 weeks from last Thursday that she wasn't going to make it. She has been up and down with this sickness, and I prayed. I went to Birmingham to stay this weekend so I could go see her as much as I could. She is looking so much better. She was trying to laugh, and writing to us. She wrote to me "I wish I could talk". She wanted to watch TV after weeks of not wanting to watch it. And let me tell you she loves her some TV. She may have had a few set backs, but God helps her over come them.

In the time that my grandmother has been in the hospital in Trinity Medical Center in Birmingham, I was praying about a new church for my family and me to attend. Christie Cotney and I were talking one morning about how hard it was for my family and me to find a church. She told me about her church in Birmingham and said if I went even once I would be hooked, she said I might even move there just to go. So that evening I planned to go see my grandmother and go to Christie's church in Birmingham since I was going to be in Birmingham anyway. Christie told me her sister Melinda would go with me. So I quickly sent a message to her sister. She was happy to attend church with us. And let me tell you there must be something good about Melinda, cause Willow wanted her over her own daddy and let me tell you that is impossible. The name of the church is The Church at Brook Hills. And let me tell you, awesome. And if any of you are familiar with the book Radical by David Platt, he is the pastor. I have never seen a man so passionate about God. And his knowledge of the bible. God truly answered my prayers on this one. So now I have attended 3 weeks in a row and plan to attend every week. And let me remind you it is worth the drive

I have had other things going on in my life. Great and wonderful things. As some of you may know, I am getting married in less than two weeks from now. I am so excited. After 5 years and 5 months we are finally making it final. I has taken us longer than we expected because we wanted to have a nicer wedding. Well I finally broke down and handed it over to God I prayed about it. And I said why spend alot on a wedding when there are people out there starving. So I decided to have a small wedding here where we met. It will be beautiful. It is on the lake and to top it off it is free. Then we are going to Uganda in June to celebrate our wedding and hopefully help change a few lives while I am there, at least Matt's and my own. What a dream wedding. I get to meet some of my best friends Christie Cotney and George Magera. And a long time friend of mine Audrea Smith is going with us. I can't wait to see the great things God is doing in their lives, and all of that comes from prayer. I prayed for friends that really loved me and wanted what was best for me, and He gave them to me.

Best of all I got friends that love and support me. One's that are positive for me. Friends that truly care about me and my family. They pray for us and I pray for them and their families. I prayed for negative people to get out of my life and new one's to come in. I now pray for the negative people that where once in my life. That their live's may be changed. And I have been blessed, truly blessed. And I love all of you and you know who all you are. The one's that have been reading my blog. The one's that have been praying for my granny. The one's that have called to check on me, messaged me to check on me. I truly love you. You are my brothers and sisters in Christ.

If you don't know what you're doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You'll get his help, and won't be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who "worry their prayers" are like wind-whipped waves. Don't think you're going to get anything from the Master that way, adrift at sea, keeping all your options open. ~ James 1:5-8. If you need it pray for it. These are just a few of my prayer that have been answered. So I challenge you to give your worries over to God. Have faith in Him. Don't fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God's wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It's wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life. ~ Philippians 4:6-7

My Confession

I haven't always believed in God, not truly believed in Him. I grew up in Kellyton, AL. I had brothers and a sister. Three of which lived with my parents and me. We were like door steps. My brother Jamie is two years younger than me, then my brother John is two years younger than him and last my sister was two years younger than John. So I grew up with boys until I was six. My older brother Jeremy was three years older than me, but did not live in our home. My mom and dad got a divorce when I was age thirteen. It didn't bother me much cause my momma let me do what ever I wanted, and with my dad out of the picture, I could go full force, and I did.

I started with small drugs at first, lived with my first boy friend at age 14. I started running with my older brother and his friends. I took pills that I didn't even know what they were. I was wild. I got married when I was 16 for the first time. The guy I married was a crack head, of course I done it with him a few times but never liked it. I tried to change him, but that didn't work. I was lead to marry him because of a situation in my life that I thought I had to get married. And here is why

When I was 15 I was dating my husband, I didn't get the attention I needed from him, but his mother loved me. After a while of living with them, me and him broke up and he's mother loved me so much that she threw him out so I could continue living there. I was so happy I had someone to love me, but boy was I wrong.

It started off her and I would do things together, go to the mall, water parks. I spent alot of time with her, she treated me like family. Then she introduced me to meth. It made me happy, I had energy, I loved it. It took all the pain away, the suffering. I remember doing it in the bathroom in a state building. Then she introduced me to the devil.

She (I am keeping names out because I don't want anyone getting mad) had a connection with a meth manufacturer. He would come over and we would talk. She and I spend a night over at his house and stayed up all night with him and his girl friend. His girlfriend was very shy, maybe even frightened (now I know why), but in my state of mind I didn't care. Then behind my soon to be mother-in-law's back we swapped numbers and I decided I was going to stay with him for a couple of days. She had no idea. I said I was going to spend time with my family. In the mean time he ran his girlfriend off.

We went to a club (remember I was only 15)on the way out he spun tires and we were pulled over. The police found the drugs in the car and took us both to jail. I went to juvenile and he went to jail. He got out and worked on getting me out. I spent two weeks and a day, and I will never forget it. I was released to my grandmother, but she couldn't contain me. I moved in with this guy. Started cooking meth. He had a friend of his over one night in Oct. It was a girl that I knew from school. He went to another room and didn't think anything about it. He was gone for a while until we stopped talking. When she left I was in big trouble.

He ask me what we were talking about, he said he heard the whole conversation and heard I was going to a party with her to meet a guy. But we had no such conversation. He was just so high that he made it up all in his head and believed it. He beat me so bad. He beat me with a fan stand until it broke into a million pieces. I screamed and cried. I couldn't believe a man so nice could do this to somebody, but he did. Afterward he apologize and said he would never do it again. So I believed him.

I stayed with him 9 months. Through beating after beating. He told me a deserved it, and I believed him. We continued making meth. On my sixteenth birthday he heated up a iron rod and stuck it between my legs, he took a blow torch to my arm, he stomped my head into concert with his boots, all for nothing. If I had on a tee shirt and lifted my arms and you could see down the sleeve, he would beat me. If one of the blinds were turned up, he said I was letting people look at me. He held a gun to my head while my mother was downstairs (she had no idea what was going on). He said if I screamed he would kill me. He busted my front tooth out with a big magnet.I was thrown off a banshee 4-wheeler going very fast and locked in a car trunk in a junk yard in the woods for hours.

I finally got away one time. A friend of his walked into the room with me and asked what had happened to me. The guy I was dating swore I was trying to hook up with his friend and told me when he left he was going to burn me alive. I knew I had to get out of there before his friend left. So I found one of the trucks outside with keys in them, but it was a stick. By the grace of God I got that car out of the yard and down the road. Then I made it to another road. I was driving 60 mph in 3rd gear when I looked up to see him on the banshee right behind me. I freaked. I went around a curve going way too fast and lost control of the truck. I was out of the truck before it stopped and screaming for help, when a person driving by picked me up before he killed me. If I wouldn't have left he would have.

I moved back home and then to Georgia. I started talking back to my soon to be husband. I moved back in with him, but all it took was one phone call. The meth head called me begging me back, and like many other times I went back. We went on vacation to the mountains. Just to prove himself he invites my mom. Everything was wonderful. He was so sweet and loving, apologizing for everything. Two days into the trip he ask my mom if she minded us going to Wal-mart. Of course by the way he was acting he had changed, he loved me, but I was wrong.

We go to Wal-mart and he starts acting funny. When we leave we don't head back to were we came from. He gave me a pill full of meth and said we were going somewhere else. He wanted to kill me, I could feel it. He beat me the whole time in the car. He stopped to turn around and I tried to jump out of the car, but he was prepared for that. He hog tied me to the inside of the car where I couldn't move my arms. He stabbed me in the arm with needle nose pliers. I was beaten so bad my eyes were closed. But God had a plan.

He wouldn't let me get out of the car, so I had no chance of running. But God showed up. I started my period. And him being a typical man didn't want to purchase the things I needed, so he let me in a store. I was a ugly sight. My hair was caked in blood. I was wearing sunglasses that he made me wear to cover my black eyes, but there was no covering the rest. I had to think fast. I got the things I went in for to throw him off. I got in line to pay for it, and I was whispering to the clerk that I needed help. I turned to see my worst nightmare, Him, the devil in the flesh. I tried to run behind the corner but the clerk ran me out. The devil (as I now call him) ran cause he didn't want to risk jail. Let me remind you this is days later and the cops are looking for him for kidnapping me. He took me across the East from state to state. I ran to the shop next to the store screaming for help. Thank God these guys felt bad for me. They guarded me with their lives, and he did return to finish me off, but they got him before he could. He escaped.I was so nervous and full of meth. I was running around like a chicken with it head cut off. They got the fire department up to check me out, they took me to the hospital.

Needless to say I never went back to him. This is just some of the many stories in my life. I just wanted you all to know where I came from. I married because they were going to put me in a girls home. So the only way out was being an adult, and marrying was the way out. We didn't stay married long. Maybe six months and I had to get away from his crack habit. I was broken, worthless, and I needed someone.

God told me to share my story, I had a whole other blog I had planned on writing, but when I sat down, God said show them they can change too. I wanted it out, but I didn't think I was ready, but He was. I love my dear Jesus. I can truly say he found me and changed me to who I am today. I'm still not perfect, but it gets better and better everyday. I don't want you to pity me, I want you to learn that anyone can change, no matter what you have been through. God is my witness.