“Resist pride the way God resists the proud”~ plmÂ
I once had a huge pride issue, mainly because I was multi talented and didn’t know how to handle it. Years ago I was really struggling with this aspect of my life. In prayer the Lord gave me that phrase and it set me free!! 🙂Â
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**Bloom!!}}~~ You have the ability, the desire, the innate gifts from God himself. When a bud is on the end of a stem, it has everything it needs. The bud itself is already there. The little wrapped up bud has little hints of color if you look at it closely. All of the proper parts of the plant are already on the plant and the inner workings of the plant are already in motion! Everyone is waiting anxiously to see what this little bud is going to be! All it has to do is reach out and grab the sun and Bloom! We are just like that flower. It’s time to Bloom! 🙂
 ~ My Heavenly Treasures ~
*Is It Really That Important?* Day 4
Well, as I said this sunny day started out with curves and twists, complete with unexpected blessings and surprises.
What happens when you are in the middle of one of those wild rollercoasters at the State Fair? Well, there are the fun curves and the twists that whip around and cause the squeals and screams of laughter. But then there are the times when you go through dark caves, not knowing what to expect next, thankful to come out on the other side with the sun brightly shining once again. Then there are the the turns catch you off guard, not sure exactly where the ride is going to go next, you hang on and trust!
It’s kind of like that with our lives. Today was kind of like that. There were lots of fun curves and twists and surprises and blessings. Then there was at least one of those jerks that caught us off guard. What will we do? It’s not death defying like the plummeting, straight down drop that pulls your heart into your throat. It was just one of those things that reminds you to hold on and trust! We’re all on this ride of life. I’d rather be holding on to Jesus who is the life bar who keeps me in all situations. God Bless!
Is It Really That Important? Holding on to Jesus? Oh yes! For me, it’s that important!
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*Is It Really That Important?* Day 3
As I sit here pondering what direction this is headed today, I am reviewing the past week. I have to say each day I did networking for hours on end. Many people would say that’s a waste of time, others would advise me to get a real job. I truly understand others feeling that way and hold nothing against them. But there is value in connecting with other Independent Consultants, small business owners and coaches, etc.
We are living in a new era, whether we want to admit it or not it is upon us~ We sit in front of computers, we text, we play games, we use face book, most if not all own one of these contraptions that use the internet. For my online business friends it is at least one of our means of income. I would be safe to say, not many of us even take time out for games. We are busy either handcrafting, adding value to someone’s life through a blog, selling for an awesome company, teaching others, etc. What we are doing is building relationships, for good reasons. The Lord has provided this as a means for people in our situation and others for other reasons to be able to work from home. So now as I see where this was headed tonight, that sitting at the computer for literally hours, Is It Really That Important? At least this particular week I really think it was 🙂 from:
 ~ My Heavenly Treasures ~
*Is It Really That Important? * Day 2: I understand that a large majority of this country is actually doing business on the internet or connecting in some way to make a living. I am one of those people. So, I completely understand and to make things even more interesting, for my family, we will soon have 3 computers. 2 desktop and 1 laptop. I never thought we would be able to say that. In my family we have 3, if not 4 very active people on computers so we have no trouble understanding each other and our needs concerning computers. For instance, I have been connecting all day with one of my three Face Book pages and now I must feed my family so I have to cut this short. So, my question today is this: Is It Really That Important that I give you more material to read at the sake of my family going hungry? answer> No..See you tomorrow.Â
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* Is It Really That Important?* Day 1: Give yourself in whole to the work and the will of the Lord and see what happens! 🙂 When Holy Spirit bids you come away and spend some time with me..listen to Him. He has something He wants to say or something He wants you to pray about. We are His hands and His feet and His voice. The quicker you are to respond the easier it will be and the more you will recognize it. Really, is everything that happens on here that important, that it can’t wait long enough to find out what is on God’s heart?Â
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Just a reminder in case you need to hear this today.. Please don’t give up! God has a plan for you, a special plan, not just any old plan. Oh, here I go..Feels like a blog post coming on.. I can’t help myself. When I start to write, the words just flow. Don’t get me wrong..I love the businesses I work with and promote and believe in them and the owners 100% but there is just something about writing that takes me to another place. I can be on a beach where the water is the clearest blue/green shimmering sparkling mirage, or I can be in the thickest jungle in a matter of seconds. So where would you like to be and more importantly, What is it that when you are doing that thing you just feel so free and alive and like you are contributing something of value to people. Something that God can use and will bring joy to you and others? Yeah, I need to quit neglecting this business for sure for here is where I am truly going about doing my Father’s business! That’s the most important one. See you tomorrow! 🙂Â
~My Heavenly Treasures
I’m not sure where this is headed today. I know I need to write.
I just got through spending time in God’s presence.
As I laid before Him, everything in my life that means anything to
me or that is causing me to feel overwhelmed, I came to a conclusion.I feel overwhelmed, because I am overwhelmed.
I actually laid an object symbolic of a job or responsibility in my life
at this time including the three businesses that I work with on and
promote on pretty regular basis.
As I looked at the objects the thought came to me that I need to simplify. So, by process of elimination I decided that the flip flop representing my walk with God was number one to stay. That followed the glove that represented my family, then my Bible representing sharing scriptures with others. Next in line came a piece of paper with writing on it that represents my love for writing. So that just left the businesses.
Wow! Since I don’t really ever want to be a team leader, I eliminated one business and the facebook page and the networking that goes with it. It was starting to look more doable. I was starting to feel lighter.
Next came my special facebook page. I didn’t want to give that up. That’s where I share all kinds of things and will one day put this blog and perhaps some kind of interactive Vacation Bible School material for Middle School aged kids that are often forgotten. So, that was a keeper for sure.
Two businesses left. The one lets me kind of do what I want with it, so I decided to keep it but not so heavily promote it. The third one is more like joining Cosco every month and I truly want to use their products and will be easy to maintain a downline, should we ever have one. So there you have it. I am now simplified all because I was willing to say Here I am! Do you need to say Here I am?
When a container is full it’s nearly impossible to put more in it. But now my container has a little bit of extra space. Maybe God has something special waiting for that extra space:)
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I am finding more and more that I love to write, just about
more than anything else that I do. With all of our experiences,
I could keep some people entertained for quite a while. Not
only entertained, I could also keep you on your toes, listening
to our stories of “God Encounters and divine appointments”
that have been answers to many prayers over the years. I
think I’ll just start. It won’t be in any particular order.
Let me see… For those of you are not familiar with life in a
wheelchair, things can get awfully confusing sometimes.
Did you ever stop and think that everything is backwards to the
other person? For instance, Pat and I already had different
ways of thinking with his front of something being my back of
something. Now, you add to that what I see as left is his right.
This was often a strain on any attempt to do a project together.
I remember putting together a simple toy. It was one of those
standing triangular chalkboards. We are both kind of also
as stubborn as a mule at times. We have both learned to give
a lot, so now we can do projects together pretty easily. But
putting things together for us just wasn’t doable. It would
always start out fun and end in an argument.
Eventually, what God did with his two lovebirds is teach them
how to work together. No, Pat couldn’t do it! As bad as he
wanted to he just couldn’t do things manually. And as much
as I wanted to figure things out myself I just couldn’t figure
out how to make those pegs match. We needed each other’s
help.
So, after many years of arguing over projects and then
avoiding projects, we learned a simple yet life changing
lesson. Pat would be the brains, read the instructions and I
would be his hands. TADA! It worked. We have fixed broken wheelchairs, repaired a dryer, been plumbers, and countless
other things TOGETHER.
We even put toys together with patience, kindness and love.
There that is the first story from our “Broken” life together. I
still most always adjust the top of something though when he
says it’s at the bottom. 🙂 From:
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Brokenness. It seems to be the thread that began to weave through
my life somewhere around 6th grade, which is when I began my
journey with Christ. Up until then, I had been living a “Cinderella
Life” in every area of my life.
Brokenness, as a result of having a rough social life at school, (though most never knew about it) is what led me to be a goal driven young lady. I became involved and successful, academically and my face could be found in many activities in the high school yearbook. I carried with me from school trophies, ribbons, plaques and awards in many shapes and sizes. I had even achieved the envied Salutatorian rank at graduation. I owe a lot of gratitude to loving parents, who got me through the rough times though they really never knew about my rough times.
Brokenness is what brought young ladies to the music room while I was practicing for the programs I was preparing to play for. Practicing in the music room also gave me an excuse to get away from people who drove me there and I loved playing the piano.
And I really began to love the visits from the broken girls as they poured out their hearts to me, sharing secret treasures with me that they couldn’t share with anyone else. Maybe the soft background of music playing somehow drowned out the fact that I was actually there. I never did share their secrets. I think I just gave them a place of refuge, even for a few minutes. I still think of them as sisters.
Brokenness is what I experienced time after time when it came to guys. All I wanted to do was find a nice guy, settle in and have children. All of my friends were getting married, but it was not to happen for me for a few years that felt like an eternity. Oh, the brokenness of not walking the aisle.
Brokenness in my dad’s voice is what really got my attention. He had just given his heart and life to Jesus and I heard it in his voice. The phone was as crackly as his voice. I had rarely heard or seen my dad cry. I knew this was real and Jesus was calling out to me through my dad’s brokenness. My life was going well. I had a good job in my chosen profession. I had a boyfriend, a good car, a nice apartment and a fun roommate. I was a good person, but I had slowly drifted away from Jesus and deep down I knew it. His brokenness just had to come in and ruin my fun. I couldn’t shake it.
Brokenness, 6 months later is what began to happen again in my life. It started with a broken car, my job was falling apart and a broken relationship. Broken dreams everywhere I turned. But, that is what drew me back to Christ. Yes, I ended up losing my job, but it was fine, by then I had surrendered my life back to Christ and knew He had everything under control. I got a new job where I could walk to work. I had a new set of friends, a great church and a new joy that was unspeakable and full of glory.
Brokenness is what I found in the heart of the man with a broken body. I would fall in love with him and spend my life with him. .
Brokenness is what brought me to my knees as I was discovering the pain of a marriage with many unresolved brokenness issues. But my joy was in Jesus, and in my relationship with Him. Brokenness is what taught me to love with the compassion and love of Jesus. I was strong in character thanks to the brokenness I had experienced in school. I was an over comer thanks to the hours I had spent reading the Bible and on my knees before the Lord. Our marriage, 25 years later has become one of character, strong unshakeable love and dedication to God and each other (and might I add that open communication is a key component in a marriage.)
Brokenness that accompanies a heart where there are no cooing babies, no cute dresses or cute little booties would become a reality in our home. No first steps, no “mom look at mes” , no “vroom,
vroom” sounds. Just the sound of 2 adults. I still had that joy in my heart, but now there was a lump in my throat that wouldn’t go away.
Nine long years later, we would have the joy of holding our 1st of 2 children. Abigail was finally in our arms and hearts and what a Father’s joy she is. Five years after she was born John Isaac would bring warmth and joy into our home. They are now 16 and 11. Life has not been easy for them, but they are healthy and loved.
Brokenness is a part of life for Pat and I. Our truck broke down on the way home from our honeymoon. We have had broken dreams
time after time in our marriage. We have always had a dream to own our own house. There is either not enough money, there is not the peace of God to move or there is a credit problem. We have experienced difficulty and brokenness in just about every area for so many years that we are both just tired. I used to work full time and then part time and then temporary or substitute jobs as his
condition worsened over the years.
We have struggled to provide for our family from home businesses that just fall apart time after time. Most people can just get money out of their savings and have things fixed. We live on a limited income and have to wait on God and pray or ask for help from relatives.
Brokenness used to be fun for me, as I would watch with anticipation for the next thing to break. I knew that God had something waiting right around the corner. I realized yesterday I don’t feel that way any longer. I am tired. I still love Jesus. I still know He is going to provide. But I am no longer filled with anticipation for the next thing to break. I am tired of broken things and not having enough and once again I am broken.
I am mostly broken for our children. They are blessed in many ways through the grace and mercy of God, through unexpected sources and loving friends and my loving parents and brother. But, we would love to be the ones who provide for our children. They are grateful kids, but I know our daughter too is tired. She has already experienced a life of brokenness.
What we need is a breakthrough. I told God last night. If it is something I am doing wrong please just tell me I’ll do it right. I just can’t do it any more. I don’t know if I will be much of a witness because I just feel like a gopher in the gopher game at Chuck E Cheese. As soon as we get our head up a mallet comes along and bangs us back down. I don’t feel that this is God getting any glory. I feel that it is time for a change in a lot of things. I am determined to see the good things God has in store for us.
If you would like to join me in praying for my family please do so. My husband is a good man and has Muscular Dystrophy. He was supposed to be in a wheelchair at 18 and dead by the age of 20. He is now 56, loves the Lord and his family. He is a survivor and rarely complains. But I think he is starting to feel the way I am feeling. Enough is Enough!
I am praying for his broken body to be healed, our broken dream of owning a house to become a reality and for a job done from home that will flourish for both of us. I want to pay off my parent’s debts for helping us for so many years. I want to be able to pay all of our credit cards off from trying to do businesses from home. I want to be able to pay our kids school every month on time because they are so good to us and that is where the Lord led us to place them. I want to thank every person in the right way who has helped us so generously over the years and I want to be free from dependence on the government.
Brokenness as always, is driving me to excel and as I sit here typing I realize it is once again building character. This time I just need a little bit of help. I know it may sound crazy to some just like it probably looked to others over the years. I have great faith that God can provide only this time provide a way so that we can take care of things ourselves. This started out as just feelings from my heart. Then I though maybe I could post in on my blog. Now I am thinking it is a little bit of both. But it is time to come out and ask for prayer, help and support. Please share this with your friends is you feel inclined to do so.
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