I came across this article while opening a browser, “Why are we living in an age of anger – is it because of the 50-year rage cycle?” It is true—there seems to be a lot of angry people. A year ago while in Atlanta during “rush hour,” my husband tried to merge onto oncoming traffic. He basically had to force his way because no one would stop. One woman because so enraged that she lowered her window to shout profanity and other vulgarity at him. We were shocked, all I could say was, “Wow!” Her reaction was an “over-reaction.” We could have yelled back in return, but what good would that have done? Maybe, several years ago, I might have leaned over my husband’s shoulder and respond negatively—honking the horn, shouting, etc., but I realized at that moment that I had changed.
I have heard the term, “being teachable”; to me this means that we are willing to change and improve–we don’t have to respond or behave a certain way, we can change. A Christian’s goal is to become more like Jesus. As we change our behavior, little by little, our personality (the essence of who we are) starts to change too. For instance, we start to love others rather than just loving ourselves, and we are more willing to forgive others.
If you are a Christian, how do you react in a stressful situation? What do you do when people yell profanities at you for no reason? 1 Peter 3:9 says, “Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult. On the contrary, repay evil with blessing…” (NIV). How do you fare?
Copyright © 2018 Dr. M. Teresa Trascritti
I remember a time nearly 20 years ago when I became pregnant unexpectedly. I had lost a lot of weight prior and was happy with my life— I had my husband and three children and all was well. I was not thrilled when I found out I was pregnant; in fact, all I could think of was the weight I would gain and the horrible time I would have trying to lose the weight again. Terrible to say, I had wished I wasn’t pregnant.
Then one day I started to experience complications with the pregnancy. I started to bleed. The doctor was able to see the baby’s heartbeat so he prescribed strict bed rest, but that was nearly impossible with three children in the house. I eventually lost the baby.
I felt so guilty about my initial reaction when I found out that I was pregnant; I asked God to give me another baby. I promised Him that I would take care of the baby and love the baby with all my heart, and it wouldn’t matter how much weight I gained. I even promised God that I would dedicate that baby to Him. My earnest prayer to God reminded me of the prayer Hannah lifted up to God in 1 Samuel 1:9-11.
A month later I found out I was pregnant. Soon afterwards, I found out I was having a baby boy. I was so thrilled. I made sure I ate lots of fruits, vegetables, and drank plenty of milk. My son was a healthy baby, 21 inches long and weighing 7 pounds and 15 ounces. I had gained only 25 pounds!
Today is that baby’s birthday. He is no longer a baby but a 19-year-old young man.
I don’t know if I have done such a good job of instructing Him in the Lord or dedicating him to God, but he serves Him and I know he believes in Him.
My prayer is that my baby boy will feel the strong presence of God in his life. I know God has a plan for him, although none of us knows what that is at the moment. I hope that God guides his steps and gives him the courage to stand for what is right and true, and that he will never be afraid to call himself a Christian— a believer and follower of Christ.
Thank you, God, for giving me this baby boy.
Copyright © 2013 Dr. M. Teresa Trascritti
Once upon a time there was a woman who wanted to have a little girl. The woman’s husband told her that it would be almost impossible to have a girl since his family had boys (he said this even though the husband had a sister). The woman prayed sincerely to God, “God, please give me a little girl.”
Soon afterwards, the woman found out that she was going to have a little girl and the woman thanked God repeatedly. When the baby was born, the woman was so overjoyed. The woman, however, became very sad in the hospital, but whenever she saw the baby girl she became happy again.
The baby girl grew and at the age of 6 it was discovered that she had a magical voice. When she sang, everyone would be filled with happiness. People would insist that she sing and so she sang, and happiness would radiate all around her.
The little girl is now a grown woman and has two little girls of her own. People are still amazed when she sings, and people are still filled with happiness when she does.
Today is her birthday. Happy Birthday to that magical little girl who grew up to be a wonderful woman. I am glad that God answered my prayer. I love you.
Copyright © 2013 M. Teresa Trascritti
Tonight I enjoyed time with my family as we celebrated the birthday of our daughter-in-law and future daughter-in-law—both were born on the same day (different years).
Sometimes I feel guilty when I have fun, but I shouldn’t feel that way—“So I decided there is nothing better than to enjoy food and drink… Then I realized that these pleasures are from the hand of God. For who can eat or enjoy anything apart from Him?”(Ecclesiastes 2:24-25, NLT).
I am thankful for the time I have with my husband or with my family— I enjoy every moment of it. I take pictures of every occasion because I want to remember the joy and happiness I felt. God has truly blessed me. Thank you, God!