I am Rosey. Actually it's Tina, but years ago I joined a bulletin board for moms. I was asked to choose an "internet name." Oh the pressure! My eyes darted around the room and landed on the pile of mess on my desk. A Jackson and Perkins catalog sat on top of the pile and was turned to the page of "fragrant roses". I am nuts about roses, but I really don't see a lot of point to a rose that doesn't have a scent. So there ya go. I love fragrant roses. I squished it into one word...fragrantroses...and started posting. People got tired typing out fragrantroses and I was nicknamed Rosey. I prefer this spelling of it because it is an adjective meaning
pink or pinkish-red; roseate.
(of persons, the cheeks, lips, etc.) having a fresh, healthy redness.
bright or promising: a rosy future.
cheerful or optimistic: rosy anticipations.
And that describes me...right down to the Rosacea on my face. If you look closely you can even tell I'm wearing a blouse with pink and red roses splashed all around it. I posed for this photo right after I got all my hairs done. Actually that's not true. I only got some hairs done...it was a highlight job. My hair after chemo grew in mostly silvery, which is pretty on its own right. But then grew in with a dirty dishwater blonde. (Isn't that such an attractive name for a hair color?) It made my silver strands look...um...grey. So I went to have it highlighted because I need to look good for a wedding that is quickly approaching. She actually colored my hairs then with a little darker blonde color. So when I was all done and styled, my Silver looked like the highlights! Too Cool. I now blog because God told me. Actually for about 15 years a number of people would read something I wrote and tell me "Tina, you need to write a book!" I had no confidence that I could write a book that anyone other than mother, maybe my husband would want to read. Over the years it kept happening. While going through a Bible study of the book of James with Beth Moore, she said "If people see a gift in you and keep telling you to do it...then we have to accept that it is God who is telling us to do it."
I am not certain who needs to or wants to hear what I have to say. But recently I heard Beth Moore say the exact same thing about herself! Can you believe that THE Beth Moore would say that? I have said for a number of years that this woman could scoop kitty litter and come up with a devotional that would make us teary, nod and agree we want to scoop litter too. She spoke of the journey through life to find her purpose. She listed all the things she did BEFORE she found her purpose in life…teaching Bible lessons and ministering to women. I was stunned. So I came to conclusion that perhaps God wants me to write because there is ONE person out there who will respond to my voice regardless of how many times they have been told the same thing.
I'd like to think I have a unique voice. I write honestly, sometimes too honestly for some people. While I am a follower of Christ, I have by no means "arrived." I struggle and I deal with ulgies, and I fight again the shackles of my past, my upbringing and the church I was raised in. I fight to feel like I deserve to be loved by God. But I have a tendency to view my surroundings with rose colored glasses. Even in the midst of the most horrid days of my life - I mean absolutely wretched days - I could find something to make me smile. While I not Beth Moore, I hope to be able to share with you my humor and my search for the Presence of God in my Life.
An example of one of my "uglies" http://throughroseysglasses.blogspot.com/2012/03/father-who-weeps.html
I am a Pink Warrior. I fought the Battle with Breast cancer, am now nearly 2 years out from the diagnosis. I don't believe that Cancer is something that you have and become a survivor. You might be in remission, but you still FIGHT cancer. This is one of the first pieces I wrote for the public about my experience. It launched a new ministry for me...encouraging and edifying other cancer warriors, regardless of the color of your ribbon. http://throughroseysglasses.blogspot.com/2012/03/you-will.html
Sometimes I just like to have a little fun...like celebrating my ability to mow: http://throughroseysglasses.blogspot.com/2012/03/i-am-woman-hear-me-mow.html
Sometimes I have a Holy moment and I have to share with you...as in http://throughroseysglasses.blogspot.com/2012/05/are-you-enough.html
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| I bought this at a flea market in Branson MO |
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| This is my all time favorite! |
My nest is empty now, but for spoiled rotten furbaby by the name Leia. She is a loud, playful, friendly Pomeranian. She is pretty, and despite missing an eye and a leg, she is a rambunctious, loving little buddy. I also share the nest with Kelly aka Mr. Rosey to whom I have been married for 33 years.
I have a grown son who is newly married. Some of you have been told that "A son is a son til he takes him a wife, A daughter is a daughter for the rest of her life." And I'm here to tell you that is all hogwash. We have known his girl since she was 16 years old. They have been DATING since they were 16 and 17 years old. She is as firmly planted in my heart as if I birthed her myself. I am thrilled to see this happen. She is my daughter by marriage adoption, and its legal.
I attend a nondenominational church, and I am a follower of Christ. Things in my life made me believed that God couldn't love me, a lie from nearly the beginning. But in some of the darkest days, filled with the most incredible pain I have ever experienced, God whispered His love to me continually. It really sucks to go through cancer treatment. But it was when I could do nothing in service to Him, trying to gain His favor, that I finally believed "He Delights in Me."
He brought me forth also into a large place; he delivered me,
because he delighted in me. Psalms 18:19
I love words. I love to put them in writing. I love to string them together in unexpected ways. I'm excited when something makes me laugh. I love it when my writing touches someone, I love to find the humor in even my most painful moments. I love to laugh and enjoy making other's laugh. I desire to help people find life and beauty through Rosy glasses. I had my share of ugly, but God has created Beauty From Ashes!
Isaiah 61:1 The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD
has anointed me to proclaim good news. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners,
2 to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor and the day of vengeance of our God,
to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes,
the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
The other day yet another person said to me….you need to be writing. And if not, I’m sure I will enjoy doing it even if there is only one who reads it. I discovered that I have a VOICE to speak truth to women. I also have a voice of humor and silliness. But the main thing I learned, was that I had to use the VOICE in order for anyone to ever hear it. So welcome to my blog!
Psalm 139:14 I praise you because I am
fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
