Showing posts with label Hotel Hell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hotel Hell. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

365 Days of Praise Challenge-Day 285

We have been watching this summer TV show called Hotel Hell. It's the world famous chef, Gordon Ramsey and him going to these hotels that are not making it to see if he can turn them around towards success. Aside from the actual physical aspects of the show and all the nasty things Gordon finds, what really draws me is the insight he has into what's going on with the owner/s. He looks beneath the surface and finds that this person is really a good person who just doesn't have the right perspective. He helps these people see what they have been doing for what it really is and changes not just the hotel but the owner/s. Gordon is not afraid of confrontation. He faces these people with the truth of what he sees. God wants us to live this same way. We should not be afraid of confronting people with the truth of what we see and definitely need to be speaking about the truth of Jesus. Thank you Lord for giving us the courage to help our brothers and sisters see the truth.
Matthew 18:15 "If your brother sins against you, go and show him his fault, just between the two of you. If he listens to you, you have won your brother over."

Saturday, August 18, 2012

365 Days of Praise Challenge-Day 267

We had an unfortunate accident in kitchen last night involving my daughter. I was busy cutting up the grilled meat so my hubbie was helping my daughter with her Top Ramen, a staple of a picky eater. My back was turned so I didn't see it happen but felt and heard it. Somehow as he was attempting to pour out some of the hot water from the Top Ramen into the sink the accident happened and hot water came out unexpectedly and poured on my daughter's hand and stomach. I immediately turned, ascertained what happend, grabbed her hand and put it under cold running water. Thankfully her shirt protected her stomach from the brunt of it but she did have a Texas-sized redness on her tummy. I applied a cold wash cloth to it to bring out the heat. She was crying and crying and crying and although it didn't appear to need to be an emergency room visit, I knew I was going to have to get her mind off it so I served her ice cream for dinner and asked my hubbie to find something to watch on TV to distract her. With some ice on her hand, the ice cream and watching the new Hotel Hell with Gordon Ramsey she finally calmed down. It was still stinging when we put her to bed so she ended up in my bed and dad got booted out to the guest room. We prayed our nightly bedtime prayers and I especially prayed for healing of her hand overnight as she slept. At around 5:30am she woke briefly and said "my hand feels better" and I replied simply "Thank you God". It could have been so much worse I had told her as I was consoling her the night before. It could have been on your face. "Oh yeah that would be a lot worse" she said. The Texas-sized redness on her tummy came down to a Hawaii-sized redness within an hour and we had fun joking about. Dad said maybe it should have gone down to Oklahoma-sized first but Faith liked the Hawaii size. I am praising God for just giving me the guidance on what to do without even having to stop to ask. Thank you Lord for healing up her hand and tummy.
John 15:7 If you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.”