Friday, April 24, 2015

All The Single Ladies

  Friends,. today's post is a tough
So tough, that I sought approval from my husband to write about it.  You see, we are going to speak frankly about s-e-x.  Yes, you heard me.  This particular post is intended for the single ladies.  this old lady( think of me like a beloved aunt here thinks she has some wisdom,that should be put to good, practical use and not go to waste.

I notice the Church(all  all denominations included)focuses the "wait for marriage" messages on the teens, while young,single  adults don't hear anything.  Perhaps that is why God prompted me to share my tale. (take one for the team,if you will)

Waiting for marriage was commanded by God for very real reasons. He didn't simply pull something out of a hat and say "Yes, this should "or shalt" be one of the 10." Now that I've been through it all I I have some understanding as to why we are intended to wait. Here is my story:  (Dang boy, sharing  this is scary for me.)
I started dating bachelor number one when I was 24   One thing led to another, and I lost my virginity at the age of 24. Let's be frank I didn't "lose" anything I served it up on a  platter

Of course we eventually broke up. Then along came bachelor number two who epitomizes the thinking/belief that  "hurt people hurt people". After having already been intimate once. it was easier to do it the second time. Eventually I ran far away from bachelor number two.
Finally I met the man who was to become my husband. As happened the last time when you’ve already done it once or twice it becomes easier to do it again Tom"DA bomb"and I got married when I was 34 years old. We missed out on that sweet season of waiting and eager anticipation. .

Remember and hold tight to the special reasons they tell you to wait back in  your days in youth group.  And have faith and trust that God knows what he is doing  His plan for you is always way better than your own plan .  Amen?

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Counting it all Joy

After my stroke in 2013, I was trying to make sense out of things and find a way to quit being angry at how my life had changed. It is my instinct to turn tothe Bible to seek direction. I remembered a verse that directs us to consider it all joy, when going through trials. I couldn't find the specific scripture, then I consulted my best friend Google, who said: James 1:3"Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds ". Yeah, I was still uncertain. In theory I got it, but how to put it into practice I consulted my Faith Walk Mentor. Mrs S. She advised I read a book Power In Praise writtenBy Merlin Carothers,a former prisoner who was saved while in prison. Praising God for his blessings helped him handle his prison sentence with grace. It makes sense. How can you remain angry while praising God for the good? After express ordering the book, I devoured it after it arrived. I then began my list of reasons why to praise God in the midst of my darkness, it changed my outlook.    God can take even the most bleak situation and make work to serve a purpose. 
by a man who learned to seek joy while in prison. After reading the book, I made a list of the blessings that came along with my stroke. 

Athe company for whom I worked, continued to pay my salary and family health insurance for seven months after my stroke. I was never able to return to work due to physical limitations.  We were approved to receive social security and disability income.  Not working allowed me to focus on rehab. I had long desired to work fewer hours and have more time at home with my son. Snow days? We get to hang out together!Our family had gotten into the habit of praying together in the hospital. We have continued that,allowing us to grow closer, my marriage is stronger, my friendships are closer and deeper. There are still issues I am confident God will work it all out. 

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Family prayer

Oops! I just realized I have ny reading glasses hooked on my shirt in this video. Please excuse my lip smacking, I'm not a professionalVlogger, just a hobby oneAlso? i'm a wee bit distracted by my bed head

This particular video is about praying as a family. And as Dolly Parton's mother used to say "I sure hope it blesses you".

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Can a dying friend be comforted?

I have a friend who learned that she has less than a year to live. I have wrestled with how I can help her during this time. All the silly ideas I had, I quickly discarded. After praying about it during family prayer the last couple weeks, I heard from God .
No, I didn't audibly hear a Loud , booming voice. Rather, I heard in my heart God tell me to pray for this friend to have peace, joy and confidence about where she's going next. She is a believer, so my prayer is that she feel peaceful as she prepares to meet her almighty Heavenly Father and join Jesus in heaven. Or, does it make more sense to plan a chick flick night with friends?  Um.. no to that. No need to plan a slumber party where we co paint each other's nails and braid hair and giggle until the morning. Instead we shall pray. Would you please join me in praying for "M's" sense of peace and confidence and that a little joy be thrown in for good measure?
Thank you. Oh, one more thing. Cancer is a big jerk. 

Monday, March 16, 2015

Recreating yourself

What is a person to do what her life is turned upside down and everything she thought she was is no longer true?  I was faced with this question at the tender age of 45 after I had a massive stroke June 4, 2013. I had to relearn how to walk how to's talk how to swallow I lost use of my left arm and hand I had to have two craniectomy's(which does give me brain surgery bragging rights which a put to p to good use a time or two)

Prior to my stroke I was I was a happily married mother of one 10 year old son,, I had a job enjoyed, I was a runner (I had just completed my first half marathon). Then.   My stroke. I could no longer run. or walk for that matter my amazing husband would  become my caretaker and I was nowhis patient.  Which is not what I wanted to be to him.    At one point my son learned I might not live through the night so he pulled away from me to protect himself. He was also at the age where boys need to distance themselves from their moms(tween years... such good times!). All of this broke my heart I did not know who I was anymore. My occupational and physical therapists and doctors all told told me I had to make become a new person and create a new life. Hearing that made me angry because I loved my life and I liked who I was before my stroke

A long time believer, I was angry with God that this happened I wanted to know why. I had been faithful to Him for so many years I did not understand why he was not faithful back to me.   I finally came to the conclusion that the l"why"does not have to matter. God will use all things for his purpose that's all that
need to care about that this will serve his purpose as long as it brings him glory in some way shape or form I could power through it.  

And so I have, with the support of many. My husbands helps me with most of my daily tasks. I have wonderful friends who visit with me while my husband ( Tom DA Bomb) is at work   I'm still in therapy to regain the use of my left side. There have been blessings through all of this dark  time. When my son was 2weeks old, I went back to work full time which was hard to manage bothlogistically and emotionally. If he was home sick from school. DA bomb and I would split the day and each work half a day and stay home with hLogan the other half. Living in Northern Michigan, we often get hit with a lot of snow, causing school to be cancelled. On those days, I would take him to spend the day with my mom. Now, I have the opportunity(blessing) to be home with him on those days (as I am not yet able to return to work).

I have decided to launch a ministry  praying with people in hospitals and nursing homes. 
One night when I was in the hospital I was overwhelmed with fear and anxiety and just wanted somebody to pray with me. At that particular time I didn't have any friends or family there which was a very rare thing. I even asked some of the nurses thif they would pray for me and they were not comfortable doing so
I was so over so filled with anxiety I could barely breathe. I knew that at times like that the Holy Spiritmoans and groans and it makes interceeding on our behalf but I needed to hear the words spoken over me. For some reason, I couldn't find the words to pray for myself at that  time. I called many of my friends and family members ticket prayer but since it was about threeo'clock in the morning they were sleeping and nobody answered. I finally got my husband on the phone who prayed with me over the phone. 

I'm sure there are many patients in the hospital who would like someone to pray over them they may not have the great friends that I was blessed with9w. I intend to fill that void and visit thehospital nurse stations and tell them that they have anybody who is desperate for prayers to call me and I'll go right there and spend time talking to them. And get to know them and pray over them. It brought such great piece for me I hope it does the same for them. 

During one of my low points since I returned home I tsent a textdid you know "texted" is not a word?According to blogger anyway! crazy stuff right there) to my my friend Jane and told I didn't know if I could do this much longer(I was feeling a bit hopeless, and have a flair for the drama). She wrote right back that should be over with a carmel latte(that's just what good friends do.  Great friends include whipped cream). 10 minutes later she arrived at my door with a plan for me. As the Social Director of a local retirement community she offered me the opportunity to teach a Bible study to some of her residents. I have long had a heart for seniors and a passion for Bible study, making this a great fit for me. I'd like to continue leading Bible studies at different nursing homes and spending time with those who are lonely there. After I was discharged from the hospital I lived in a nursing home for six week(again remember my tender age I was at the time!). This was such a dark time in my life. The one thing that made a difference for me was when two of my friends Cris and Dawn came to visit me almost every day. Laughing with them made all the difference in my day. I would like to to go visit people in nursing homes who don't have family in town or friends who visit  often.  If I go on a regular basis and build a friendship. it woill give them something to look forward to each week and give them hope for a good week. My ministry will also include articles I plan to write and submit for publication to Christian magazines.  I'm also going to write a Bible study about all that I have learned in this refiner"s fire.
I have always wanted to have a ministry and I've been able to take college courses online during my time at home which will get me a religious studies degree- Along-time goal.