The Sangriaville Community
Ready to Surrender or be Submissive?
Helpful Self-Examination Questions
Submitted by: Joanne Jones (Feb. 2018)
1) Who are you afraid of?
2) Who do you want to be?
3) What do you want me to do for you?
4) How can I help you?
5) What does love look like to you?
6) Who or what is your source of comfort?
7) What do you need to change to be happy?
8) What are you willing to give up to be happy?
9) Do you believe in yourself?
10) What experiences do you want to create for yourself?
11) Could you love yourself un-conditionally?
12) Are you happy with your life?
13) Are you uncomfortable with your life/self?
14) What have you learned from your negative experiences?
15) What positive experiences do you want to create for yourself?
16) How do you show love?
17) What are you afraid of?
18) What do you consider as a demonstration of love?
19) How do you recognize love?
20) How would you like to be remembered?
21) Are you willing to change the things that does not reflect you?
22) What are you doing so you can discover you?
23) Why are you running and where are you running to?
24) What do you mean to YOU?
25) Do you honor yourself?
Can We Talk?
Submitted by Sangriaville Sister, Lillette Benn-Harrison
Hello Family, I hope all is well...........
My question today may seem kind of strange, but I've been told that I was weird anyways so it makes sense to me.
I was wondering have you ever really considered your reactions to people around you? I only asked because last night my son and I were discussing his plans to go to Texas for a few weeks and during the conversation I asked him was he flying or taking the bus. He started the normal complaints that people make about riding on Greyhound.
You know...it's slow, it's always crowed, the layovers are way too long, and the most common one "I always get stuck sitting next to someone irritating."
As we were talking I remembered the time I took a flight to New York, I was excited because it had been a while since I seen my family. The flight was what they call a "Red Eye" special which meant the ticket was at a very low price but I had to fly at an odd hour and my flight was at 3:00am. I boarded the plane half sleep, half alert and took my seat. As the plane started to taxi down the runway I noticed the man across the aisle from me was talking to himself.
I casually glanced over at him and thought to myself, "Oh boy, this is going to be an interesting flight. As I closed my eyes to settle in. I guess the gentleman realized he was in the wrong seat, because he jumped up, grabbed his belongings and crossed the aisle to sit beside me. Now I really was thinking, "Oh boy, here we go."
Now to be honest I wasn't nervous but I was cautious, and after we exchanged pleasantries I closed my eyes again, waiting for the plane to take off. He continued to mumble to himself as he looked out his window. Several more minutes passed and I truly tried to fall asleep, but for some reason I felt compelled to talk to my seat mate, even though there was still a part of me that begged for my eyes to remain closed and stay shut off in my comfort zone.
But my heart couldn't do it, so I broke silence and said with a reluctant smiled "So tell me about yourself?"
He told me his name was Robert, but everyone called him Rob. Then he started asking me just as many questions as I was asking him. With every answer I gave, he would kindly respond, "Well that sounds good." Then I noticed that he
was talking really loud and I started looking around somewhat apologetically as his tone and dialogue with me grew louder and louder. At this time in my life I had only been on my Christian journey for a couple years so I didn't quite understand when things were spoken to my heart but I remembered...the bible said in Matthew 25:40 that "As ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me"
At that moment my perspective changed. I looked at Rob as he chatted away. I examined the details on his face, trying to looked into his eyes, that he said did not work very well.
Rob was traveling to attend his grandmother's funeral and he told me that he was about to see his father, whom he hadn't had contact with in 25 years. As our conversation unfolded, I learned that Rob had been born with a birth defect called Poland Syndrome. He had a small left hand with fingers that didn't move and permanent paralysis in the upper left side of his body. He dropped out of high school several years earlier because students were not nice to him.
I listened with interest as we talked about his love of computers which just so happen to be the field I worked in. I was amazed by his knowledge, and continued with a long list of questions. We shared some snacks I had over an animated conversation as he talked and I listened.
All of my previous inhibitions had completely vanished.
The last thing Rob said to me was, "You was the first stranger I ever felt was a friend, because no one ever talked to me like you just did"
He then asked if I could help him read his connecting boarding pass. I gave him his information, gave him a firm hand shake and said goodbye. I have to be honest when we parted my heart was still feeling some kind of way when I got
off the plane. You see, at that moment I found out what the meaning of conviction was. I knew how close I was to being like everyone else. So very close. And how many times in the past I was like everyone else. I had been in church all week ministering to God's people with song, and rejoicing over the words of the Pastor and/or preacher who took the pulpit, but here I was sitting in resistance to talk to the fragile soul right beside me, who was begging for someone to talk to.
Meeting Robert changed me that day.
Meeting him taught me to pray that my eyes would start seeing deeper, and for my ears to listen more intently so that my heart can humbly embrace new perspectives.......Be careful with the way you think you just might meet your
Pray with me.....
Dear Lord, we want to know You more. Help us to see beyond our normal routine and humbly embrace those around us with a desire to learn. Please teach us Lord, and open the eyes of our heart. We want to see others the way You do. Because when We do, we learn. And the more we learn, the more we know that we are drawn closer to the One who created it all.. In Jesus' Name, Amen.
Good reading...... Philippians 2:3, Philippians 2:5, Psalm 86:11, and James
Stephen C. Benjamin
If you ever look at yourself and feel that you don't measure up,
read this and your outlook will change immediately!
Submitted by Sangriaville Sis Janis Garner...
A Letter from God to Women
When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman,I fashioned after I breathed Classification: the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone, I shaped you..... I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him.
You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side.
You are my perfect angel.....You are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a
splendid woman of excellence and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes......don't change them..
Your lips - how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands so gentle to touch.
I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me. So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you; my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support.
You are special because you are an extension of me. Man represents my image, woman my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God.
So tell all men...that "I said"...Treat you well, Love you, Respect you, You are fragile but at the same time You are strong.
Your Father "GOD"
This is for all the women in your lives and even if they are not in your
lives they need to be told who really loves them.
"Sow this blessing in their lives today"