Category: Christianity

Battle, Cancer, Character, Christianity, Courage, Friendship, Love

Choose Life

Sally

I need to be vulnerable with you now by giving a realistic snapshot of where I was at in my life when I got the breast cancer diagnosis. I am a stay-at-home mom who’s kids are middle school age and attend school full time (tough job some might say). I’ve been happily married for fourteen years to a wonderful, kind, and generous man. When I say happily I really mean it, we don’t fight much, we are solid and I believe our relationship is one of the happiest I know. I am provided for and I want for nothing. There is no stress in my life, no big conflicts, no quantifiable unhappiness to dwell on. Basically, I’m living the dream. But, deep down that old Peggy Lee tune would creep into my subconscious; “Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that’s all there is my friends, then let’s keep dancing, let’s break out the booze and have a ball, If that’s all, there is.” And I really was breaking out the booze, a lot of it, because I was meant for something more, something bigger than myself, something with eternal satisfaction and reward and I couldn’t find it. The booze could give the illusion I was living a big life but it always left me feeling empty and small the next morning. I was giving up on my boys (and my husband). My thinking has been, if my husband doesn’t believe in God then all my efforts to lead the boys spiritually is really for nothing. They look to John for the example and the values that they are going to model their lives after and if he repeatedly shows them that God is not important to him, then statistics show God is not going to be important to them either. I was giving up territory and spiritual authority in my home and it was starting to show. I was depressed and not really living, I was weary, pushed down and pressed out. My biggest source of frustration comes from the television. I believe that television is an instrument of the devil to break up families, to mind control the narrative in politics and belief systems, a means to lure people into a passivity that focus’ only on the next game, the next play off, the next season, the next “whatever” while people forget to get outside and actually live the next game, do the next thing for themselves rather than plugging in and watching others do it. We were in a family rut and I could not see any way out of it. Then cancer enters stage right and suddenly life really IS short. It was a bucket of cold water in the face of zombie-like habits. Was I going to fight or was I going to be done. It’s tempting to be done. I joked with my husband, “Hey, it’s been great, but bye now.” Because I’ve been terrified to see my boys grow up to renounce their faith, or not engage in it. I’ve been terrified that they would dive off the safe path straight into harms way because I had failed them as a mother. I was tempted to skip the end of the movie and go straight to heaven where life’s pain wouldn’t be a reality I would have to deal with anymore. This is the emotional space I was in when I first faced cancer.

No, cancer is not a death sentence, I realize that. But it’s also not wine, roses and endless sunsets. It’s a health crisis and it requires serious attention. It can have deadly consequences and it is a wake up call. As I tell John and the boys the diagnosis, I can see it shift something in our home. I can see it begin to reprioritize the important things above the unimportant. It nags at us all the time, asking us if this is really how we want to spend our time or is there a better option to be had. It often asks, “Do you choose life today and what does that look like.”

Anne Graham Lotz addresses this in a blog titled  What Cancer Can Do. She writes,
“Cancer can . . . Enrich love
Cancer can . . . Refocus hope
Cancer can . . . Strengthen faith
Cancer can . . . Deepen prayer
Cancer can . . . Command peace
Cancer can . . . Bolster confidence
Cancer can . . . Increase endurance
Cancer can . . . Multiply friendships
Cancer can . . . Enhance memories
Cancer can . . . Open doors
Cancer can . . . Realign priorities
Cancer can . . . Grow courage
Cancer can . . . Create empathy
Cancer can . . . Tenderize compassion
Cancer can . . . Develop character
Cancer can be a blessing in disguise.
Cancer can be the preliminary to bearing much eternal fruit.
Cancer can be a display case for God’s glory.”

Anne is so right! This Fearless Journey Into The Unknown is exactly what I’ve been looking for, a way forward out of the fog by heading straight into it. A significant path riddled with hard choices emerged that has the potential to bring refinement and purpose where there was stagnation and despair. This diagnosis has the potential to bring change to my whole family, not just me. It could touch anyone and everyone who knows me or comes in contact with me. A cancer journey has the right amount of “moanies” already built in. If I let God take control and lean into the pain and uncertainty those “moanies” have the capability to come together and make a most beautiful testimony.

The blessings abound just like Anne described.

Enriched love, you have no idea. My husband has been caring for me in a way I didn’t even know was part of his DNA. He can’t bear seeing me in pain and when the pain is too much and all I can do is let the tears flow he so tenderly strokes my skin and just holds me. I’ve never been in such a vulnerable place before, and he has never needed to care for me before. How were we ever going to know just how deep and selfless our love is if we hadn’t had the blessing of it being threatened to be cut off prematurely or without trial?

Refocused hope is back in my home. I have hope and renewed strength to take back my spiritual authority. I am still the sanctified wife and I have the hope to continue to walk under that pressure. I have so much new vision for revival right in my own backyard. As the Bible says.

Proverbs 13:12 NLT. “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a dream fulfilled is a tree of life.”

I am ready to see my dreams fulfilled!

Strengthened faith is exactly what has emerged because God has been showing up big by personally showing me He cares, He loves, He heals. There is nothing like a personal encounter with the Lord Himself. I invited Him in to shed light on these dark times and He gladly comes in and does what only He can do.

Deepened prayer has naturally occurred because my prayer life has suddenly became way more focused. I now know what I need to be fighting for, asking for and giving thanks for. It’s become so clear what I need to work on, repent of and be delivered from. I desire to be a part of the billion soul revival, I still want to do the spiritual warfare necessary to establish His Kingdom here on earth. I draw so much comfort from my prayer life because it has deepened my relationship with Him. There are long, sleepless nights and I find peace by talking to God the whole night through. I just lay my head on His chest and let Him keep me until morning.

Commanded peace comes from releasing all that I can not control into the hands of Him who can. I can control very little that these cancer treatments throw my way but I can trust that He is shielding me and lifting me up. As I submit my fears, my pain, my uncertainty to Him I find peace that exceeds anything I can understand (Philippians 4:7 NLT). If I know that even death has no sting because of my belief in Jesus, I have nothing to be concerned about (1 Corinthians 15:55 NLT).

Bolstered confidence has come out of the hair loss. I was losing so much hair and my scalp has been so sensitive that I ended up having my sister shave it all off. Going out in public actually looking “sick” has been something I want to shy away from but hey, I’m still here and this is temporary so I’m just doing it. My girlfriend always says, “We’re doing it live!” and she is so right. I worry about my husband being turned off by me. Let’s face it, I look like a molting turkey. But, he only leans in to kiss me with more compassion than ever because he sees the toll this treatment is taking on my body when I was so apparently healthy to start. It builds my confidence in his love.

Increased endurance is a no-brainer. At the half way mark, I’ll be honest, I have zero interest in pursuing anymore of these treatments. I had an allergic reaction to one of the chemo drugs that caused me to struggle breathing, flush out and feel like I was about to float out of the room. The Benadryl they quickly gave me added the shakes and some nausea to boot. There are dangerous complications that can occur but again who knows if and what those might be for your particular situation. All you can do is just do the next thing and deal with whatever may come your way. I am doing the marathon not the mile. The week long recovery can only be accomplished one day at a time, one hour at time. It’s pointless to worry about what tomorrow might bring.

Matthew 6:34 NLT “So don’t worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring its own worries. Today’s trouble is enough for today.”

Multiplied friendships has been the best part of this. I have been lacking in the friendship department. I have my tight group of devoted, long-standing friendships but I do not have a large collection of fun girlfriends that you can have a girl’s night out with or hit the streets of Vegas with. I long for that jovial, witty laughter and freedom that only certain girlfriend groups can offer. I think after a certain age you just settle into a family routine and you forget who you were as an independent woman. When you are in a health crisis and you need help and support, that help and support seems to appear out of the most unpredictable people. The people who have shown up at this time really have proven to me that those fun times and friendships are waiting to be cultivated if I will just pay attention and say, “yes”.

Enhanced memories, most definitely. I go to endless baseball games for my son and I’m thankful to be there when before I found it a drudgery. We take a walk as a family and it suddenly feels special. I get to drive my son to and from school, I realize now that I’ve been missing that “chore”. It’s all a matter of perspective. These things feel like a privilege now, not something to be taken for granted.

Cancer has opened up doors and avenues and groups of people to me that I would never otherwise had access to. I’ve suddenly found a new platform to express myself and new territory to explore. There is new wisdom and understanding to be gleaned from a whole group of women that have gone through cancer before me. There are places I’ve never been that I’m suddenly frequenting and because of that I’m being introduced to new faces. All of these new exposures have the potential to open doors to endless possibilities.

Realigned priorities is a must. I can’t leave the house for so many weeks at a time that when I finally can I make sure it’s for the best reasons. I’m a compulsive house cleaner, now I don’t have the energy to waste on some of that stuff. I’d rather go have lunch with a friend. Working out has always been a priority but I’ve found myself doing yard work on that hot day instead. I could spend my days in bed watching endless shows and movies but instead I’ve found it a joy to work on this blog. Time is a commodity and I’m more motivated than ever to spend it wisely.

Courage is being grown and stretched and demanded with each visit to the cancer clinic. Being pumped full of drugs is not an ideal thing to have to endure no matter what the desired outcome is. Wearing the DigniCap is uncomfortable at best and having an adverse reaction to something is always a possibility. The after effects can be a moving target, what you felt one week isn’t necessarily going to be the norm for the next. You have to have courage to keep going back. You have to have courage to shave your head. You have to have courage to share your story. With each new stretch of yourself you find that you are way more capable than you might have thought possible. There is a fighting warrior inside of you and with each new brave step, she emerges.

I thought that I was an empathetic person but I realize now that I didn’t have a clue. If you haven’t been through something yourself, trust me, you don’t know what that person is going through. Even my wildest imagination did not prepare me for this cancer journey. I feel ashamed for all the dumb stuff I’ve probably said over the years to people going through stuff. No one has offended me or said anything to me that was wrong, I just now know what I didn’t know before. I have been brought to a place of deep humility in all of this. My empathy has been deepened because of this first hand knowledge.

Tenderized compassion goes hand in hand with the empathy. I never knew just how difficult these different treatments can be and how it affects the whole family and friend nucleus. You are surrounded by people going through tough times. It might not be cancer specifically but whatever it might be can be devastating that stranger’s life and all they hold dear. There is an unknown lurking behind every person you meet, an unknown stress perhaps, a loss, or a trouble. Why is the cashier being super short and unprofessional? Why is your kid’s teacher missing a ton of school days? Why is your neighbor reluctant to say hi at the mailbox? It’s not always about us. We need compassion for the unseen pain in people’s lives. I need a free pass sometimes and I’ve been much more willing to give out free passes because I have learned that everyone is struggling with something and just because I’m not privy to the exact nature of the struggle doesn’t mean I shouldn’t extend the curtesy of compassion anyway.

All of these lessons come out of the fire of refinement and so does the development of character. The lessons can be painfully learned or easily applied. They can be had begrudgingly or welcomed with open arms. Either way, they will be learned. And if you miss the lesson now, believe me, it will keep presenting itself in different ways until you get it. I’d rather try to be a good student but even so I’ve had to see things from many different angles before I could say I’ve learned that specific lesson. We can get so wrapped up in our own stuff that we fail to see those suffering around us. Jesus wants us to love people the way He does and it starts with seeing the need so that we can fill it, come along side it, or point it back to Him.

It’s so weird to say this but cancer can heal. I’m living proof of that. I am revived. I am willing. I am excited. I choose life!

Cancer, Character, Christianity, Courage, Personal, Struggle

No Hair, Don’t Care . . .Or Do I?

Sally

As the date for my first chemo infusion swiftly approaches there were some things I needed to consider and a port that needed to be installed. There is a device called the DigniCap Scalp Cooling System, developed in Sweden and used in Europe since the 1970’s, that had finally been approved by the FDA for use in the US in December of 2015. The function of this cap is to keep your hair follicles cold enough that they shrink thereby absorbing less of the chemotherapy medicine which otherwise would kill the follicles, thus the hair loss. This silicon cap worn tight on the scalp is computer-controlled and monitors contact points on the scalp to continually adjust and keep the temperature of the scalp at 32F. There is an hour cooling period prior to the infusion that gets your scalp down to temperature and you wear it through the whole process and continue to wear it for a couple of hours after. They tell you that this devise will greatly reduce hair loss but in the brochure there is a whole lot more to it. For instance, you can’t color or bleach your hair, you can’t use most shampoos or hair products that have chemicals in them, you can’t use blow dryers or curling irons, you can’t tie your hair back in ponytails, and you need to comb your hair with a wide tooth comb several times a day to keep the hair that is falling out from matting with the hair that is still hanging on. This sounds like a nightmare because I’ve been dying my hair for thirty years, I know it’s grey and if I can’t keep up with the dye job it will grow out like a skunk stripe.

I needed to have someone give it to me straight, what the realistic expectation of hair loss is even with the use of this cap. I called up one of the nurses who works the chemotherapy wing and I asked her some really pointed questions. I could tell that she was trained to relay everything in a super optimistic way so I finally had to say, “Listen, I don’t care about the vanity of this situation. I need to know for upkeep and overall results what I can expect from this cap because I am considering shaving my head anyway.” She finally admitted that the cap was originally designed to save hair follicles from permanent damage not necessarily to stop the hair loss during treatment. She said I can still expect to lose up to 50% of my hair. This is information I needed because now it makes more sense for me to do what I can to simplify my hair care and to reduce the shock of handfuls of hair coming out. I decide to have my stylist (who also happens to be my sister) shave my head on all sides leaving a cute amount on top to play with. She did a balayage bleach treatment so that the hair will look more natural and not a stripe if it grows. This was a big deal just because I have long “blonde” hair and I’ve never cut it very short in my life. Here was another hurdle to overcome on my Fearless Journey Into The Unknown.

I think, as women, we tend to find our identities in things external. How we think we look to the world and to ourselves can either give us confidence or make us insecure. We might hide behind things like fashion, hair, makeup or high end bling. I felt empowered by my decision to face hair loss straight on by shaving my head but the minute I stepped out into public I had to face the reality that I no longer looked like “myself” and I could no longer hide behind that false sense of security. I had a really hard time with that person looking back at me in the mirror. She looked so foreign and she looked so masculine. It was hard to be out and about because I felt like people were assuming I might be gay or liberal. Yes, I said it. We, as a society, use looks as a means to stereotype people and it can lead to judgmental assumptions. These assumptions are not necessarily good or bad but they often aren’t true and when we deal with people based off of something that is not true it limits our ability to know them and love them for who they really are. I’m not upset by homosexuality nor by liberal belief systems, but I should be aware that I myself have preconceived ideas of what looks “gay” or “liberal” or whatever and how that effects my ability to accept and love people where they are for who they are regardless of how they present themselves. This is a lesson in love that I didn’t see coming and I’m so grateful for it. I need to learn to see people the way God sees people. I need to see their soul, their heart, their dreams, their hurts, their humanity. I need to see them the way I want to be seen, deeper than the external allows.

I John 4:7-8 NLT “Dear friends, let us continue to love one another, for love comes from God. Anyone who loves is a child of God and knows God. But anyone who does not love does not know God, for God is love.”

I Corinthians 16:14 NLT “And do everything with love.”

Luke 6:32 NLT “If you love only those who love you, why should you get credit for that? Even sinners love those who love them!”

John 15:17 NLT “This is my command: love each other.”

God is really working on my heart, melting away a hard shell that has been constricting and deluding me for years. Love is an action and an attitude. It’s an openness that wants to embrace all people for all that they are. It strips away external and embraces eternal (the soul). The only way to win people in this upside down world is to love them. I need that same curtesy, especially now. I’m broken wide open and feel free to freely love for the first time in my life, and I’m thinking of taking the hair one step further by dying it pink. God is good too. That first trip to the grocery store, a woman stopped me in the isle and said that she loved my look and she wanted me to know. I have had a lot of people tell me that this style really seems to embody my real personality and that I really can rock the shave. I have never had so many strangers bless me with compliments in my life. I take this as a hug from God telling me that I am still cute, I’m more than my hair, and He helped bolster my confidence.

**Update, about three weeks after my first infusion treatment the hair started falling out in clumps and handfuls. I have to testify that shaving my head the way I did was very much the right decision for me. It was alarming to see the amounts of hair in my hand and collected around the drain. I am very thin on the sides now. I think this would have been way harder to navigate if I was still trying to hang on to the illusion of hair. It is hard to keep up with the shedding even when I don’t have as much longer hair to worry about.

Battle, Christianity, MSM, Prayer, Red Pill, The Storm

The Red Pill

Sally

I’ve been very unsure of how or where to start. How do you begin to explain a journey that took me to the pits of hell, around three or four times and back again? My head exploded on several occasions and I was close to losing my faith more than once. Seeing our world for what it really is can be excruciating and knowing that we rub elbows with absolute evil on a daily basis can be extremely unsettling. My heartbreak came from a place of true patriotism, because I have loved America and all that I thought she stood for and upheld (liberty and justice for all). As I struggled deciding where to begin, I realized that it matters not. This journey is like a gigantic tangle of yarn knotted and frayed and beyond straightening out. It doesn’t matter where I begin because if you pull on any one little stray thread it all leads back to this one common denominator. Any one subject followed will eventually link up to all the other subjects which all tie back to the beginning, the very beginning, when Satan and his fallen angles first appear on earth with their insatiable desire to kill, steal, destroy and to be worshiped in the process. We’ve been so completely lied to that it’s going to be hard to accept. People we have learned to trust since birth have been quietly undoing our country, our society, our security and most importantly our knowledge of God.

This moment, right now, is straight from the movie The Matrix when Morpheus sits down with Neo and say’s, “After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.”

Now it’s your turn. It’s time for you to decide which “pill” you take. You can stop reading now, take the blue pill, and lull yourself back to unconscious sleep comforted by a false sense of security, resuming the sheeple life of complacency with the rest of the herd and stand down until evil is actually physically knocking at your door (if it will even give you the courtesy of a knock). **DISCLAIMER** If this is what you choose I think you should know at what risk. There is a spiritual reality that you or your loved ones could lose their way through a shattering of faith and hope or by succumbing to the enemies tactics of fear mongering. There are also physical risks such as disruptive brain function or avoidable illness and disease, not to mention the risk of losing freedoms both physical and constitutional. Lastly, if you choose to remain ignorant you are also forfeiting a once in a lifetime opportunity to join forces with God’s remnant of people fighting the most epic battle we will ever see in our lifetime.

Or choose to be brave by taking the red pill, all the while seeking God, His wisdom, His discernment and His protection!

Red pill incoming . . . Here, swallow my friend, and know that you won’t be alone on this journey. The truth is ugly at times but also very exciting. Your spiritual life will never be the same after this, but my hope for you is that it will be better because God is sovereign and Almighty and loving and gracious. He wrote the end of His book the Bible and He wins, not Satan. We have a call to heed and it’s for each and every one of us to stand up and fight! The bottom line is, it’s in GOD we trust. If at any time you start to freak (and you will) please remember we are not called to be afraid but to put on the full armor of God. Go back and read my blog titled Armor of God for points about what that looks like. It’s time to grow our faith, to wake up and help others to wake up as well. Let’s do this thing.

Because it doesn’t really matter where I start (all roads lead to the same location), I’ll start at my own beginning, my own red pill experience, and let the cards fall where they may. I have had rumblings in my spirit, whisperings of truth and unanswered questions throughout my life but I had never vocalized them to anyone. I assumed that I wasn’t smart enough to understand certain things and that maybe there was information out there that I just wasn’t privy to or capable of comprehending. Couple that with certain subjects being very unappealing to my personality or outside my personal interests and you will see how I went about my life not really paying attention to things like politics, science, or astronomy. I have always been very trusting of our government, government agencies, military, police and Christian leaders alike. I’m a “rule follower” and type A personality but still someone who reads a lot and pursues free thinking. It was when Donald J. Trump and Hillary Rodham Clinton announced they were running for President that I perked up. I have always voted from the time I was old enough, appreciating my right to do so, but I had never felt like my vote made much of a difference. Then Franklin Graham, the Christian evangelist, started touring the United States calling on people to repent of our sins and to repent on behalf of the sins of our Nation. His tour helped me understand where politics were interfering with my personal beliefs and those belief systems. I began to see that voting one candidate over another could help undo certain biblical injustices and that I had a responsibility to vote in such a way that underscored God’s law over human preferences. It was then that I started to see a line in the political sand being drawn. This line was become more and more prominent as the debates became more and more about globalism and liberalism instead of the preservation of our Constitution. I had always thought of myself as an Independent but as the political race was unfolding I realized I needed to pick a side and it needed to be based on personal beliefs measured against God’s own Word and not on the premise of being “politically correct”. I needed to stop being worried about hurting someone else’s feelings because of their beliefs but instead become worried that my own belief’s were about to be persecuted and stifled. Listening to Hillary talk and watching her on TV actually physically frightened me but I knew nothing about Donald J. Trump other than what the Main Stream Media (MSM) was saying about him and that scared me too. I prayed a lot prior to that election. I know a lot of people were praying and that if you weren’t voting for Hillary then you weren’t saying who you were voting for because you would be ostracized like nothing else. So, I looked at all the issues that each candidate supposedly stood for and I voted for Donald J. Trump.

This is when things started to get weird. Donald J. Trump won the presidency. He wasn’t supposed to win, and according to the MSM he wasn’t winning right up until the last second when they finally had to concede that he indeed DID win. All their supposed polls and figures and early calculations had Hillary winning no problem.

James Barrett reporting with The Daily Wire on November 9, 2016 states, “On the morning of the election, Real Clear Politics’ average of the national polls showed Clinton with a 3.3% national lead over Trump and a projected Electoral College victory of 272 to 266. Instead, Clinton ended up with only a 0.2% popular vote advantage and suffering a devastating 232 to 306 loss. At no point before the election did the state poll averages show Trump winning the necessary 270 electoral votes.”

I had felt defeated long before the election actually took place thinking I was one of the last people on this planet who valued things like life, 2nd amendment rights, fixing the root of certain problems regardless of being called a “racist”, supporting our sister-in-Christ Israel, bringing our jobs back into our country, and respecting and caring for our veterans. It seems now that I wasn’t alone, instead I was part of what has been called “the silent majority”. What causes us to be silent? The fear of being labeled and misunderstood by our friends, family or neighbors comes to mind. I have a lot of respect for other people’s opinions and beliefs but I’ve found that if mine are not in agreement then I am not allowed that same respect. Thankfully we can still vote our truth behind a curtain in the privacy of a ballot box, and that’s what the majority of America did.

Then Trump takes office and the weirdness just gets worse. MSM seems unwilling to acknowledge that a majority of our Nation voted this man into office and they started running wild with negative narratives and false accusations that seemed to be fueled out of a childlike spitefulness. All the while, really bad things were coming to light about the Clinton Foundation, HRC herself because of a Uranium One deal and unsecured email servers, there was even some shady things surfacing about a $400 million Iran cash deal that implicated Obama and his administration but the MSM was too preoccupied to do much with that news because it was so busy spinning a Russian collusion story like a last ditch effort to usurp Trump. This was my first taste of the red pill. I have had almost zero interest in politics other than trying to make an educated vote. I have always listened to the news with reserved horror because of all the bad things happening in the world, in my country, in my state or my town. I have never once entertained the idea that the news media could be misdirecting me by reporting in an impartial way and never that they were lying to me but by golly if it wasn’t right there undeniably in my face. And as I watched this thing unfold with new discerning eyes, other players started coming on the scene – Hollywood actors and actresses, music entertainers, NFL players, Democrats, Liberals, protest groups, and talk show hosts. The noise got louder and louder and yet there was no concrete reason for it. Then Twitter happened and I’m so thankful it did. I am not an avid Twitter user but I got myself an account for one reason only, to get my news straight from the source. Yes, Trump has an “in-your-face” way of expressing himself on Twitter but I actually find it refreshing because he does not care. He is not owned by anyone, he didn’t need to run for president, he cares not for political correctness, he knows our country’s issues from a business man’s perspective and he ran so he could personally help our country get back on track to the best of his ability. He is unapologetically patriotic, politically incorrect and he is unafraid to talk about God. So here was Donald Trump actually calling out the MSM as “fake news” and it was so exhilarating because it confirmed what I was seeing for myself, biased, fake sourced, media outlets spewing out what I can now understand to be propaganda. The questions that beg to be answered are why and how (legally and financially) is this happening.

For starters, let’s follow the money. Who “owns” the media? Through mergers, consolidations and monopolies a very small number of major corporations have taken control of every one of our mainstream media resources. The biggest players are Time Warner, Walt Disney, Viacom, News Corporation, CBS Corporation, and NBC Universal. For a complete and interactive list you can visit freepress.net to educate yourself on just how far reaching these corporations are because it’s not just where we get our “news” on television, it’s our radio, magazines, newspapers and entertainment too. Is it too out of the question to think that whom ever pays the most for advertising or whom ever is the biggest share holder gets to pull the strings of this gigantic beast for whatever purposes they might have? Isn’t it interesting that we call television “programming”. Have certain individuals realized that if you control the narrative you can control the masses? Are you being “programmed” literally? If someone is in a position to manipulate people by telling them what to think, believe, fight for, fear, need, or want while raking in a huge profit what’s to stop them?

This is where I will leave you today, at the lip of your first rabbit-hole, or if you are already very much awake to all this media coercion then I’ll see you at the next blog. I strongly believe that no one person can tell you what is true, you have to find it out for yourself. And, you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make them drink which to me means that there is only so much responsibility that I personally can take in helping people find the truth in reality and that responsibility has its boundaries. I could make myself physically ill trying to explain every last detail of every little bit of evidence that I have ever researched and found in the hopes of convincing you of the problem. There is a massive amount of research waiting for YOU to do personally, not just so that you can be educated but also so you can hone your own skill at discernment for truth and so that you can be educated enough to help red pill someone else. Ask the Holy Spirit to give you a nudge when something feels wrong, ask Him to lead you to the next truth, ask Him to open your eyes, to lift the veil and to expose the lies. Also, its very important that you leave all that you think you know here. The only thing you get to “know” is that God is the Alpha and the Omega (Revelation 22:13) and that His Word is Truth. Proverbs 3:5, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;” Proverbs 3:7 “Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil.” Acts 20:29-30 “I (Jesus) know that after I leave, savage wolves will come in among you and will not spare the flock, even from your own number men will arise and distort the truth in order to draw away disciples after them.” John17:15-17 “My (Jesus) prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth.”

**A Word of Caution**
Certain widely used search engines “track” and subvert their searches behind the scene. To avoid this alarming thing, I strongly suggest using DuckDuckGo.com instead. Set it up in your Safari settings as the default search engine prior to taking this journey. You will thank me later. I encourage you to use YouTube in your research but I acknowledge that it can be a slippery slope because not all YouTubers are reliable sources and many are simply there to pass on disinformation, however there are some very knowledgeable sources too that have taken these subjects on as a real journalist should – presenting facts and resources in an intelligent and meaningful way. Be aware that YouTube has been censoring people, deleting videos, and demonetizing channels as a way to control narrative also so if you see a video that looks juicy you might want to watch it post haste before it mysteriously gets removed. Many of the videos that I have found very helpful are no longer available. I think that this has the opposite effect than what these controllers are hoping for because I take those videos as probable proof since they are obviously deemed a threat to the point of deletion. Also, stay away from Wikipedia and Snopes. They are NOT reliable for truth.

Below are a list of buzz words to help you get going with your research. This list can get you started but you might want to keep track of other words, resources, articles, YouTube videos, etc. that come up as you go. These rabbit-holes are very, very curvy and branch out into whole other dimensions. You can easily get lost so always come back to God and what He say’s is true. God does not lie (Numbers 23:19, Titus 1:2). Finally, if you don’t think you have the time to figure this stuff out for yourself, all I can say is we have lost too much valuable time as it is. We have all but given over our country, our children, our peace, our health and our minds because we have been asleep for such a long time. We cannot go back but we can go forward with a vengeance and we can regain precious ground before it really is too late.

Buzz Words:
Operation Mockingbird
Media Mind Control
Hollywood Mind Control
CIA and the MSM
Black Propaganda
Predictive Programming
George Soros and MSM
Obama Executive Order: Using Behavioral Science Insights to Better Serve the American People
H.R. 5736 (112th) Smith-Mundt Modernization Act 2012

Battle, Christianity, Church, Holy Spirit, Prayer, The End Times, The Storm, Uncategorized, War

Armor of God

Sally

Let me first reintroduce myself. My name is Sally, and like my name, I would consider myself to be very old fashioned. I have old fashioned principles, morals and tastes. I’m a conservative, a Christian, a stay-at-home mom and a wife who has little use for feminism. I like Turner Classic movies, classic novels, Christian music, and being a homemaker. I need to tell you this because what I’ve discovered is so shocking and outside the box for someone such as myself that I have no idea how I ever swallowed that initial red pill or squeezed down that first rabbit hole. I can only say that on some subconscious level I have always had questions that were silently stewing, questions that could only be asked from a place of good old fashioned common sense. Perhaps there are things we just know in our soul but have been conditioned to forget and the moment you dare confront yourself about these things your soul suddenly nudges you toward a different truth, a truth that ousts the lie. It seems truth will be made known, sooner or later, and with truth comes freedom (John8:32). For me, I’ve been a lifelong seeker and lover of truth and as the Bible promises us, if you seek you will find (Matthew 7:7). I believe I’ve been called to be a Watchman and my specialty seems to be reconnaissance. I’m not claiming that everything I’ve discovered is 100% accurate or true, I’m just asking you and myself to keep an open mind to the idea that there is a lot we don’t know or understand about the world and therefore this leaves a possibility for those things to be true. Unfortunately, there is overwhelming evidence that a large majority of what I’ve found out IS true and IS accurate and from that perspective I can only point us to God for the next step. As a Watchman it is my duty to sound the alarm and to inspire others to do the same. I pray I am not too late!

I’m going to start with the antidote first. The things that will be revealed are so horrific, so evil, so scary and so pervasive that if I don’t give you the antidote right now, up front, then I might lose you. You need to lean into our Lord Jesus Christ. Why would the occult be so widespread and so intently practiced (which I will show you later) if there wasn’t a God? The antithesis of evil is good, which is the age old idea of Satan vs God. There has never been such a testimony to the proof of God’s existence than the countless people who go out of their way to align themselves with Satan and his agenda. To do this they pervert and invert all the good that God has established and use it to worship Satan. Satan is the father of lies and the fabric of our society is built on these lies. Because of this battle between good and evil, we need to know right now, with absolute urgency and certainty, that The End is here! The End is the final battle, the culmination of centuries where God has been raising up a people, His church, His bride, His chosen ones, before He ends Satan’s reign once and for all. Our awakening is eminent and necessary so that we can put on our God given armor and fight with Him and for Him! God is real, He is taking action, but we are called to fight alongside Him and our cooperation and participation is necessary and vital.

As Ephesians 6:14-18 NIV details “Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the word of the Spirit, which is the word of God. And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people.”

And also, as it is reflected in verse 20, pray that we all may declare the gospel and all of the truth fearlessly as we should.  The truth I have discovered will be explained further in following blogs and we need to couple this truth with God’s truth in the Bible so that we can understand the enemy and what we are fighting for and against. You would never want to have to go fight in the front lines of any war blind. It would be pointless because you would be an easy target and you would also be in danger of shooting people on the same side as you. This is actually happening right now. People are out “shooting” the good guys because they haven’t been awoken to the truth yet. They are actually undermining the war effort and are oblivious that they are fighting for the wrong side. We just can’t have that because a house divided falls (Mark 3:25).

Jesus also says in Luke 10:23 NIV “Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters.”

Now is not the time to be divided, now is the time to unite and start a revolution in Jesus’ name!

We need our breastplate of righteousness in place. Have you repented of your self-sufficiency and asked Jesus to be your Lord and Savior? This is important for the cause. The evil you will face is real and the only protection that can be offered you comes through Jesus from God Himself.

John 14:6 NIV is very clear, Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

There is no tangible weapon that we will be able to use to obliterate the evil ones with. There isn’t some atomic bomb or machine gun or biological weapon that will have an effect on them. They live in a spiritual dimension and are spirit beings that cannot be killed. The only weapons we have are of a spiritual nature and the only effective way to war against them is God’s way. A breastplate is a protective covering. You need the enemy to recognize you as one of God’s children as it carries significant implications against them and gives you authority over them.

In Luke 10:18-19 NIV Jesus says, “I saw Satan fall like lightening from heaven. I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemy; nothing will harm you.” In Matthew 16:18-19 NIV Jesus tells us, “. . . On this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it. I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven; whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.”

In Matthew 10:1 Jesus gave His disciples the authority to drive out impure spirits and to heal every disease and sickness. In Acts 2:21 Peter reminds us that in the last days everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.  If you do not truly believe with all your heart that you are saved through the blood of Jesus on the cross then how can you stand firmly on the gospel in peace and with readiness? You just can’t. Once you believe and accept Jesus into your heart as your one and only Savior, only then can the gift of His Holy Spirit be supernaturally imparted to you and the fruits of that Spirit are love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control (Galatians 5:22) Without knowing Him you won’t know peace. It’s a peace that surpasses human understanding (Philippians 4:7) and this kind of peace is vital to stand up against the the type of ugliness that this war is being waged against, a war like none we have ever seen.

We need our shield of faith. Through faith in God, our salvation through Jesus, and in what the Bible says is true, we can be shielded from whatever the enemy tries to throw at us. If we renew our mind in the truth of the Bible, the enemy’s lies can be easily overcome. If we rest in the peace of our salvation through faith, we can learn to be fearless while facing the enemy head on. Through our faith that God’s Word is true and will be fulfilled, we get to know before we begin who wins this battle; spoiler alert it’s Jesus who wins and Satan and his legions get locked away for eternity. You really want to be fighting on the winning side (trust me or read Revelation). Having unshakable faith is vital to this fight as is our helmet of salvation because like in the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, (see the story in the third chapter of Daniel) we will be faced with some really scary stuff and we will need to be willing to calmly and confidently walk into that hypothetical fiery furnace knowing that God has a plan and even if that plan allows us to be killed in our flesh it does not end our eternal story. The key here is no fear. Fear is not an option in this war. Fear is exactly what these evil spirits are feeding on, literally, and I will show you proof of this later. If we give way to fear than we acquiescent to the devil. The only fear we should entertain is a healthy fear of the Lord and even then through His perfect love, fear is driven out (1 John 4:18).

As is stated in 2 Timothy 1:7 NIV “For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid but gives us power, love and self-discipline.”

If we are timid (fearful) then we are not using our power and we need our power to defeat the evil ones.

This leads into a final and very vital weapon of this war, prayer. As was already pointed out in Ephesians 6, we need to be praying in all occasions, for God’s people, and for God’s anointed. Prayer is our weapon in the spirit realm. If you are unfamiliar with prayer or even if you are already a seasoned prayer warrior I highly recommend you read The Circle Maker by Mark Batterson. We can be greatly encouraged about the power of prayer. Through prayer we deliver the most effective battle wounds to our enemy. God hears our prayers and deploys His Angel Army (in part) according to our collective voice. The Bible speaks for itself on this matter.

“Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 5:16 NIV. Psalm 122:6 NIV “Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: May those who love you be secure. May there be peace within your walls and security within your citadels.” Psalm 5:2 NIV “Hear my cry for help, my King and my God, for to you I pray.” Jeremiah 29:11 NIV “”For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. “I will be bound by you”, declares the Lord, “and will bring you back from captivity. I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile.” James 5:16 NIV “The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.” Philippians 4:6 NIV “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.” John 15:7 NIV “If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.” Romans 8:26 NIV “In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.”

This last verse is particularly close to my heart these days. After everything I have learned, there really are no words. The monstrosities that people have been capable of have left me shocked, speechless, and heartbroken. I used to think to myself, as I looked around, that the condition of the world was not that bad yet. God was only going to come when things were really, really bad. Sodom and Gomorrah bad (see the story in Genesis chapter 13). But, I now know that in many ways the current condition of our world is much, much worse because it involves our helpless and beloved children. Please consider these things that I’ve shared and ask God for guidance. If you are ready to take up arms for the battle that the Lord is calling us to, then please stay tuned here for the unfolding of some long ignored truth. I will try to deliver the next bits of information fast because I understand that there is an urgency to get as many people up to speed as possible. So, God willing or until I get censored, I’ll see you soon. God bless and protect America!

 

Books, Character, Christianity, Courage, Forgiveness, Friendship, Personal, Struggle

Courageous

Sally

Recently I was invited to a birthday party, a party that I had wanted to be included in from the first I knew of it’s existence. But as the day and time of the party drew near, my anxiety about having to walk into this party increased. As I let out a deep sigh and bolstered myself into the room, I was struck by the dreaded feeling of not belonging. I instantly relived old hurts of not fitting in, not having a place, not being seen and the humility that comes from a deep secret fear that my being there was a mistake. You see, the room was full of wonderful women, smart women, revolutionary women who fight daily against social injustice, inequality, abuse, racism and mediocrity. Several of the women there are great lovers of humanity, or of God, and at the very least great lovers of life. I can’t say that I’m really a great fit for any of these descriptors thus maybe not a great fit as friendly companionship to these woman. The lie is that I’m not an equally valuable contributor to society nor to the room. I’m just simply me, and a wounded me at that. I mostly wanted to hide. In hiding I could possibly stay protected and maybe in control of my lurking suspicion that at 43 years of age I haven’t made any significant contributions or a lick of positive difference on this planet. The ever present question, “What am I doing with my life?”, is especially loud and clear this evening. The weird thing is I’m surrounded by friends and acquaintances. I “know” everyone at this party from some place of kindness and goodwill in my community or another so why do I feel so alone and so very uninvited when quite clearly I was?

God heard my cry. He always does because He is faithful and He comforted me in that special way He does, through books. One of the friends from the evening sent me a text the very next day about a book she was about to purchase. She had no idea I was struggling nor did she have any inkling that this book would be for me. She was just sharing her next book purchase with me, off the cuff. No surprises here, the title was perfectly appropriate to what I was still processing from the night before. The book was Uninvited: Living Loved When You Feel Less Than, Left Out, and Lonely by Lysa TerKeurst. I promptly bought it myself and what an honest read it was as it put balm and ointment on my fears, hurts and insecurities. Lysa, the author, suggested two fears I might have been wrestling with that night, two fears that lurk in the shadows of every social engagement I have had the courage to expose myself to in the last several years. They are 1. The fear of abandonment and 2. The fear of losing one’s identity. I accept the first fear as my own because I was abandoned by someone I had poured twelve years of love and acceptance into. She was a dear friend who rejected me in an instant when we had our first major disagreement. I believe that her pain was too great for her to overcome and therefore it was easier for her to reject and exile me rather than face it and find ways to heal and reconcile. But even with the insight God has been gracious to give me on the situation, I still have my own personal wounds turned fears to overcome. To look out into that room at that party was to see many potential close friendships that might easily about-face in a nano second if they find something in me that they don’t like because it’s happened before. As Lysa (the author) pointed out, “Things of this world all eventually reveal what incapable anchors they really are.” “Things” for me is actually “people”, and “people” is actually “close-friend”, and “close-friend” is actually someone I experienced a “soul-tie” with and that “soul-tie” when ripped apart naturally took part of my soul away with her. Painful. Very.

As for the part about losing one’s identity, I guess I need to remind myself that it’s my identity in Christ that is truth, not an identity that suggests that what happened in that friendship gone wrong translates into my being a bad friend, a bad person, or someone who has nothing good to offer others. Those are feelings that were born out of brokenness, but as Lysa kindly reminds me,

“Feelings are broken boards. Only truth is solid, unchanging, and stable through and through. Old patterns of thought must be torn out, and a new way of looking at the core of who I am using God’s truth has to be put into place. My identity must be anchored to the truth of who God is and who He is to me.”

My decision is made; I will continue to learn and grow and present the best version of myself to the world and trust that God will bring people into my life who are doing the same. In the mean time, I might be lonely and I might feel unseen and I might not be invited but I am not the sum total of those insecurities. Instead, I am loved by God and I am well on my way to aligning myself with my God given purpose and what/where/and who He has mapped out for me. What I was longing for in the party room that night was connectivity. I long to connect with women who are doing life with the Lord on a more enlightened plain than I’m on because I want to be lifted up, challenged and forced to grow beyond where I currently am. I want to see the world through different perspectives than my own, in ways that unravel my predisposed prejudices and replace them with humbling, God revealed realities I hadn’t considered before. I want to be in safe communion with women who are not intimidated by my fumbling and short comings but who can lovingly show me to myself for the purpose of spiritual growth and mutual celebrations of God’s grace through His discipline and admonishment. These women may or may not be those who were in attendance that night but it doesn’t matter because I’m believing in God’s provision. He will deliver the perfect friendships at the perfect time in line with His refinement and purpose for my life. I will not be captivated by the fear that this loneliness is more than temporary and for a season. I am holding out for the goodness and fulness of His provision as He deems fit. My only obligation is to press on and boldly play my unique note to the world.

One thing I can do while I wait is contemplate and act appropriately on the question Lysa asks;

“Do I walk into situations empty and dependent on others to look for ways to bless me?”

I don’t want to be that needy person in the room, the one that needs reassurance and validation to be there. I’d much rather be overflowing with God’s love in a way that I can offer it freely to others rather than needing others to fill up a deficit within myself. Let’s face it, very few people can detect the deficit for what it is in others none the less fill it up to satisfaction. Only God fits into those God-sized holes. But what a refreshment it would be to enter into a social situation with confidence that I’m there to be a blessing to someone rather than with the nervousness of an unmet need looking to be filled.

Lysa brings up another very important factor that rejection tries to steal from us, our hesitancy to trust again. Humans break trust all the time, sometimes on purpose. I trusted that I could be honest with my ex-friend and I was wrong, she trusted that I would never speak up on some subjects that bothered me and she was wrong. This lays fertile ground for the idea that it is absolutely not safe to be vulnerable, transparent or trusting of other human beings no matter how long you have known them or how long you have professed to love them and them you. Lysa describes this well,

“Girls who have the lingering whispers of rejection still echoing in the hollows of their soul rarely feel completely held safe. So they look at gaps of the unknown and hesitate at best. Run away at worst. They crave for life to make sense. They cringe when it doesn’t. It’s unfathomable to take a leap into something as uncertain as air and expect to stay intact. What we see will violate what we know unless what we know dictates what we see.”

God has been whispering so much truth to my soul about my lost friendship that I can finally see it through His eyes. It was a pruning from which significant growth on my part was had. It was a humbling so that I can approach future relationships with more love and grace than ever before. It was reprioritizing so that I can have no other before Him (and also not before my own husband). It was a sure way for Him to draw me to Himself because the pain was so acute and so long suffering (several years have already passed and it still seems like my loss was realized yesterday). She never was my enemy and I refuse to think she is now, it is just a reconciliation that is still waiting to happen and I continue to pray and trust in God to orchestrate it. So naturally I’m gun shy at this friendship thing now. I am reluctant to show my heart to people for fear that they will misunderstand me or worse not care. I have trust issues trying to take hold. But God will not fail me, He will cross the room with me at these parties and He will commune with me in the awkward silences or pregnant stares. He will make me able to withstand another lost friendship should it come to that and He will be diligent in teaching me important lessons through it. He allows me to be me in all my imperfections and so I will be courageous and allow myself to be seen, to be vulnerable, to hold my heart open to the next lovely creature who also wants to be seen and to be vulnerable and to hold open her heart as well. I consciously choose to go first and not let fear weigh me down nor steal my future wherever it might lead and to whomever it might lead. I might not be invited next time, but if and when I am I will be looking to be a blessing rather than one who’s allowing fear to choke the atmosphere out of the party. I’m not the life of the party, never have been, but hey, I’m a great listener.

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Marriage Initiative Take 1

Sally

I was anxious to start this new year, as I am every year, because the idea of a fresh start is so irresistible. I’ve already decided that the focus for positive change this year will be my marriage. I lost a significant friendship a year and a half ago and had some other friendships diminish into the outer layers of life focus and intention and with that I’ve felt a substantial loss and a desire to realign my connectivity to the world and my place in it closer to home and truer to my core values. Is it possible that I could foster a deeper relationship with my husband? A relationship where he could be my best friend and me his? 

I’ve had those “bitch” sessions with many of my friends and family about what our spouses will or won’t do, how they treat us or don’t, if they “get” us or not, and I’ve always dolled out the sage advice, “You can only change you so focus on that”. According to many of the marriage books I’ve read, and even the bible, effecting big positive change in a relationship can come about by making small positive changes in ourselves (accompanied by intensive prayer of course). That seems all nice and cozy attainable in theory but it can also cause some serious counter-cultural panic attacks because let’s face it, we live in a world of “me” philosophy. We are conditioned to think “what about me?” thoughts and to live very selfishly because if WE don’t work hard to look out for OUR own interests – no one will, or so we believe.

I’ll go first. I will take one for the team ladies and gents. I will lay down my pursuit of things that serve me in the effort to find something that will hopefully be life changing for my marriage. I wanted to call this effort the Marriage Experiment but realized that the acronym was then going to be ME and we can’t have that! We are supposed to be laying ME down in all of this so I’m now calling it the Marriage Initiative (which is still “me” in Spanish but we won’t go there). I want to see firsthand what kind of changes I can effect in my relationship with my husband by making changes to myself in my approaches, my words, and my actions. If the changes I see are worthy and sustainable then my hope is to inspire you to look at making similar changes in your relationships so that we all can experience that depth of intimacy we crave and were wired for.

A famous quote by Albert Einstien, “Insanity, doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results” pretty much sums up a lot of our marriages don’t you think? Many of us think if I just get angrier, if I give less and less, if I stay more silent, if I withhold things – then he will finally notice me and take care of my needs for once. We all keep falling back on these patterns and it’s insanity! If anything, I think it propels us closer to divorce thoughts, fears and realities. I don’t want to go there! I’m only eleven years in with my marriage and I need to make it a good forty or so more. Yes it’s work, get over it. And it’s vulnerability at its finest but let’s face it, nothing worthwhile in this life comes easy and effortless. Luckily, I’ve already read Brene’ Brown so I’m feeling fairly equipped for those terrifying moments of being transparent, vulnerable, wholehearted and seen (I realize there will be many of those moments along the way).

To get the conversation started, the first thing I did was sit down with my husband and ask him to take an intimacy test/questionnaire with me. I won’t lie, it took prayer and lots of prodding to get my husband to participate. But, I told him that I wanted to work on some things and I pointed out how he would directly benefit from this exercise if only he would answer a few questions. 40 Forms of Intimacy: Integrating Daily Connection Into Your Couple Relationship written by Alexander Avila, was a very helpful guide in establishing a starting point. Avila helps you take a close look at what your personal connections with your partner are and he identifies forty different types of connections we can sustain in a marriage. John (my husband) and I took the “Personal Intimacy Inventory” spelled out in the book. At each type of intimacy (and no, we are not talking all things sexual – there are many other types) you ask each other did we have this at one time, do we have it now, or do we want it or want to maintain it for the future of our marriage. Some things are more important to me and some more important to him and this helped give us insight into what we both would consider enriching to our relationship.

One of the top ones John pointed out that he would like me to work on is (and if you’ve read any of my previous blogs this won’t come as a shock) Financial Intimacy. It is defined by Avila as “experiencing a sense of closeness while earning, saving, spending, giving and investing together”.  Yikes. I feel like closeness is a two-way street. I might be more willing to save if I knew what we were saving for, if I felt like I was part of a team working toward a common and exciting goal. Investing is something my husband does in a private and undisclosed way, can I be made privy of all that and be part of those decisions? I sense that when he says he wants financial intimacy he really means he just wants me to not spend money and not ask money questions. This typically would be an impasse for us but maybe, just maybe, it is an opportunity for me to make small changes that would hopefully effect the bigger picture and draw us to real intimacy in that area of our relationship. But what to do?

Here is my game plan. First, I have to be willing to show up and be vulnerable in the conversation. Money talks bring up a lot of old Daddy issues for me and typically set off triggers that compute into intense feelings of shame. If we are going to get intimate on this subject I’m going to have to be able to stay in the room regardless of my feelings of discomfort. I will remind him that I have difficulty with this subject matter and ask him to be mindful of my fight or flight instinct. Next, I need to make the first move toward meeting his financial needs by intentionally not spending excess money. If I can show him my diligence in this maybe he will be able to take me seriously on other money subjects, like making a plan for our kids college future, trusts, or financial investment strategies. Finally, I will be praying for God’s help in this.I will ask Him for wisdom, self-control, and a softness between my husband and I so that we can move forward in financial unity. It’s an experiment remember, so give me some time to implement my plan and I’ll check in with progress (good and bad) as I stay committed to the process. Help me Jesus!

Books, Character, Christianity, Fitness, Missions, Personal, Prayer, Pride, Struggle

To Walk the Walk

Sally

I’ve been down (although not completely out).  It seems that I continue to have a lot to learn about perseverance and staying on the path.  Summer tends to do this to me.   If I don’t have a schedule then I completely derail.  I continue to go on a crash course until I can’t stand myself or my kids one second longer and then I finally remember what the answer is, cling to God!  I cannot do it on my own, I never have been able to and I don’t expect to be able to for eternity.  I need to remember my dependence and embrace it like my life depends upon it because, well it does.

I had a mini-break down and got on my knees in full on confession.  Of course, I instantly felt better.  I suddenly had hope again because I realized that God was going to see me through.  The reality is He never left me; I was hiding from Him and from myself.  Why do I do this?

One thing I was recently made aware of is that I have some issues with fear.  I would never say that I was afraid of much before.  I don’t care too much about what people think of me, I have learned to not be fearful of my children’s future or my husband’s God –status.  I am not afraid of death or the future and money never had my heart.  None the less, I have discovered a lack of willingness to live my life to the fullest and I think it stems from fear.  I suspect it could be fear of the hard work required to crucify the flesh and finish something (obedience falls in there too).  I have been made aware of some strongholds in my life and how I might have left a door open to the enemy, giving him some dominion in my home.  Not good.

I need to be set free (again).  The first step to freedom is identifying what areas have been taken by strongholds and identifying what they are.  According to Robert Morris, in his book titled Truly Free: Breaking the Snares That So Easily Entangle, a sure sign there might be strongholds and footholds in our life is if we can identify continual and habitual sin.  Sin allows Satan on opportunity to control and influence us.  I would have to say yes, this has been true for me this summer.  My confession is that I have a habit of “numbing” by way of Netflix. It might not seem like sin to an outsider but I’ve learned that sin can be very overt in this way.   I can watch BBC episodes unending (something about those Brits!) and I do – as a means to escape my real life.  I don’t feel like dealing with my boys so then I’m off to my room to watch an episode.  I don’t feel like working out or cleaning or talking to my husband – off to my room to watch.  Sin!  I know that it is a distraction from what I really need to be doing and it keeps me from engaging in the fight and from really living my own life.  It steals, kills and destroys hours of precious life one hour at a time.  Sound familiar?  Sound like a door open for the enemy?  Does to me, and I’m addicted.  I’m being a slave to television not to God and therefore a slave to sin which leads to death and I will tell it to you straight, I have felt dead.  I have opened a door in my life for the enemy and I am a fool to think there won’t be consequences.

Another thing Robert Morris says that points to strongholds are continued illnesses.  I haven’t been sick from a physical standpoint but I have definitely been unhealthy.  I have gained a lot of weight and become very weak.  I can tell my body is breaking down and it is more than just my age starting to catch up to me.  I have developed a fear of working out (notice the word work there?).  I dread it and have been avoiding it for some unknown reason.  I think I have been believing  some lies that suggest  I can’t lose weight, that I can’t stick to a program to completion, that I can’t make my goals and so why try.  I denounce those lies!  If God says that I can do all things through Him then I can, and that includes completing some personal goals for healthy living and an active lifestyle.  I need to trust in what God says about me and what He has planned for me and I need to start embracing my calling which includes a healthy version of me.  Put the oxygen on yourself before helping others right?

The last thing to beware of is what he calls “continued influence”.  Thank goodness I haven’t gone that far off the deep end.  I don’t do astrology, horoscopes, psychics or the like.  Never have, never will.  I have recently become very sensitive to the idea of the spiritual world and how real it is (another blog) and that is why I am so disappointed that I may have left a door open in my home for the enemy to waltz right in and take me down.

One thing that has been saving me is God’s Word.  I still read my daily digest (as I call it) most every day and catching up when I miss.  This renewal of my mind has been imperative.  For me, it requires a good forty-five minutes of: Jesus Lives and Jesus Calling by Sarah Young, Love Out Loud: 365 Devotions for Loving God, Loving Yourself and Loving Others by Joyce Meyer, Breaking Free Day by Day and Praying God’s Word Day by Day by Beth Moore, My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers, The One Year Bible NLT from Tyndale House Publishers Inc., Devotions for Sacred Parenting: A Year of Weekly Devotions for Parents and Devotions for a Sacred Marriage: A Year of Weekly Devotions for Couples by Gary L. Thomas, Get Low: Reflections on Pride and Humility by Jack Wisdom and last but not least  65 Promises from God for Your Child: Powerful Prayers for Supernatural Results by Mike Shreve.  Does it seem like over kill?  Well, when you struggle with parenting, pride and love issues it’s not!

Here’s the thing, you can read all you want about God, self-help, God-help, spirituality, what to do, what not to do, etc. and it doesn’t make a bit of difference if you don’t actually apply the principals to your life.  At the very best it can be just another numbing technique (I suspect it has become dangerously close to this for me).  Kind of like feeling skinnier simply because you bought the gym membership or the treadmill.  I need to walk the walk and what I can’t seem to get is that walking actually requires steps to be made.  Not just a wiggle of a toe, not just a comprehensive head nod, or an amen, but an actual step.  And when you string these series of steps upon steps and look back you can finally see that you walked.  Then you realize that you need God to direct these steps so that you are on His chosen path for you and that you do not have the luxury of straying to the left or to the right because He loves you and He knows what ditch, cliff or stronghold waits for you on either side and you learn to trust Him in all things because of a relationship.  And a meaningful relationship with Him can only be developed through consistent prayer and submission.  I realize that I need to be talking to God before I leave the house because that’s where the majority of “steps” take place and I don’t want to be off my path from the get go.

I heard somewhere recently that while faith is an act of worshiping God, fear is an attitude of worshiping Satan.  I do not want to feed my fears, no matter how small and insignificant they might seem.  I do not want to give the enemy the pleasure of stopping me from reaching my potential, my goals and my ministry.  I need to make a series of steps, which make up a walk that show perseverance and a total reliance and trust in my Lord.  I have confessed to you my struggle and now I need a plan.  It starts simple I believe.  It starts with asking God to be with me as I fight the desire to resist working out, resist eating donuts, resist BBC programing.  It starts with noticing a hesitation, a bio-reaction maybe that smacks of fear and moving through that feeling with courage.  It’s when you make it through to the other side that you get to experience that wonder of joy and accomplishment.  That is where I want to live, in the arena with gloves on.  Meet me there!

Books, Christianity, Holy Spirit, Love, Quotes

Happy Anniversary Lord

Sally

Today is the twelve year anniversary of my baptism. I am pleased to report that my seeking God has resulted in absolutely finding Him. There is so much more to know about Him and so much more to be refined in my walk with Him but He has been meeting me right where I’m at, just as promised.

Deuteronomy 4:29 (NIV) “But if from there you seek the Lord your God, you will find Him if you look for Him with all your heart and with all your soul.”

The whole point of this blog has been to diary, document, and open dialogue about the difficulty of seeking God through the troubles, stresses and weaknesses that this human existence brings about. And yet, about six months ago, I experienced what I would consider to be a crisis of faith and my journey became so personally painful that I have been unable to share.

Then my mentor and spiritual mother in Christ recently asked me what I have learned so far, just in January of this New Year, that I could reflect on. I have been thinking about this and have realized that I have learned so much in just a few short weeks that my blog should be bursting.

So, not in any particular order here it is . . .

  1. Reasoning can be a sin and it is not normal for your mind to be in a constant state of reasoning.

I have turned a past conflict around and around in my mind trying to understand the “why” in it all and have only come up with lots of reasoning based on human understanding and this has been the cause of much confusion.

As Joyce Meyer points out in her book The Battlefield of the Mind, “Reasoning is dangerous for many reasons, but one of them is this: we can reason and figure something out that seems to make sense to us. But what we have reasoned to be correct may still be incorrect.” And also she says, “I want to experience the peace of mind and heart that comes from trusting in God, not in my own human insight and understanding.”

Me too!

  1. I have been increasingly convicted about the words I speak. I was told by the Lord in a big way, “Be silent!” about a situation and believe me I am trying to be obedient.

Proverbs 18:20, 21 (NIV) “From the fruit of his mouth a man’s stomach is filled; with the harvest from his lips he is satisfied. The tongue has the power of life and death, and those who love it will eat its fruit.”

I am convicted the Bible is telling me that I must be satisfied with the consequences my words have brought. But, as I sit in those consequences now, I can render it a reminder to try to only speak life going forward because those words should be sweeter to swallow.

  1. Wisdom is the knowing of what to do with knowledge.

I believe that I have been given a gift of discernment and insight, intuition perhaps. And it is a tool (along with empathy and my own human struggle) that I have often used in my relationships as I try to understand and meet people where they are at in life. But it can be a double-edged sword as well, a sword that could easily be turned back on my own breast.

The world’s definition of discernment is having the ability to judge well; insight means having the capacity to gain an accurate and deep understanding of someone or something; and intuition means the ability to understand something instinctively, without the need for conscious reasoning. You employ any of these “gifts” outside of God’s Word, apart from humility and without total reliance on His Holy Spirit and you can very well have a disaster on your hands. Yes, lots of times this understanding has helped me guide people back to God and true healing but I need not take that responsibility solely on my own shoulders but let the full burden be God’s.

To keep myself safe from trouble I must be residing 100% in the Vine. I must be completely in a place of humility and it absolutely can not be coming from a seat of judgment (as the world sees judgment) but merely from observation. Even so, maybe God will have me remain silent. Boundaries need to be in place, love in full action, and gentleness of Spirit evident. Prayer should be first and foremost. Communication with God before any other communication will commence.

  1. Love is an action not a verb.

I know that loving other humans is a command from God and a requirement for a holy existence, but I kept looking for the love feeling to produce the action. Now I know that it is the action regardless of the feeling that is where real love resides. Yes, to some this concept seems elementary but for me it was revolutionary. A lesson that has been hard learned but one I hope to never unlearn. I am now free to love lots of people in my life who have been very unlovely to me. And low and behold, my love has been reaping rewards of returned affection. This hasn’t been the rule but it is greatly welcomed and a true testament to the power of God’s Word and how His economy works. Much more on my love walk later.

  1. “Anger is a result of life-alienating thinking that is disconnected from needs. It indicates that we have moved up to our head to analyze and judge somebody rather than focus on which of our needs are not getting met.” taken from the book, Nonviolent Communication: A Language of Life: Life-Changing Tools for Healthy Relationships by Marshall B. Rosenberg and Arun Gandhi

This has been a very life changing concept. If I am angry at my husband and I stop to ask myself if there is an unmet need at the root of my anger I can always find it. Same thing is true concerning annoyances with my children and my friends. If I am able to acknowledge the need that is the source I am able to understand the anger for what it really is and therefore I am able to address it head on as something I have need of instead of as something they are or are not doing. Then the responsibility is on me to communicate this need in an appropriate way and in so doing I might be able to get my needs met in the future which is much more proactive and less alienating then just getting angry about it.

This is helpful also when trying to understand why someone is angry with me. And a very standard need most people ultimately have is to be seen and heard.

As Marshall Rosenberg states, “Our need is for the other person to truly hear our pain.”

I can be a better lover of people just by taking the time to hear their pain in spite of their words and actions against me. I don’t have to take everything personal.

  1. Pruning is painful but so NECESSARY!

If anything or anyone (other than God Himself) is a prop in your life, God will kick it out from under you. I long to produce spiritual fruit and just like a tree that needs to be pruned for better growth and fruit bearing capabilities – we also need pruning. I like how after the dead stuff is cut away you are left with a clearer vision of your life and where it needs to be headed. I love how in the midst of the storm you cling to God all the more fiercely and He is so comforting through it. I love how when things seem to be impossible, that is when He is going to do His most evident work. I love how He works all things for our good. And I love how His love prompts His discipline. God is doing a work in me and like gold I need not be afraid of the fire because through it the impurities will be removed.

I have been through a lot recently but it is all but a mere flea bite compared to what our brothers and sisters in Christ across the world are suffering due to terrible persecution and oppression of faith. I must always remember to keep my problems in perspective! I am blessed and I need to be a blessing to those around me.

Whew, if this is what a few short weeks have brought I need to hold on to my hat for the rest of the year. It will prove to be a big one I think!

Books, Christianity, Parenting, Personal, Thanksgiving

I Am Grateful

Sally

Well, summer is over and the kids are back in school. We’ve been able to get back into some good schedules and routines which means . . . I am able to start blogging again. And none too soon either as I struggle with several new trials, character flaws, relationship issues and the like. Regardless, I am grateful. Yes, I choose thanksgiving in spite of the hurts, the misunderstandings, the shame and guilt and brokenness. I can control nothing and I can trust no one but I can trust Jesus and know that He is in control. The long and short of it is I have given it all to Him. And in the giving of my pain and bewilderment, confusion and embarrassment, I have found peace and most importantly growth.

Before summer break started, the small prayer group I attend was beginning a study by Ann Voskamp called One Thousand Gifts. We each got fresh notebooks to start what I thought would be a Gratitude Journal and with it I felt I knew what to expect – another feel good bible study where we try to sugar coat life’s bitterness by loosing ourselves in the positive rather than the negative. I couldn’t have been more wrong. We managed to get through only one introductory session before we dispersed for summer but in that first session I found a wellspring of insights that touched some very deep and tender spots hidden in my heart. I went on to read her book these last few weeks and have been so blessed because of it.

To understand how I feel things you need to know a little more about me. One of my personality traits happens to be sentimentality. I am very aware of the passing of time and with it people, places, and things. I am drawn to the elderly and their stories as I strain to understand how the world keeps changing. I habitually watch Turner Classic movies and have been watching “black and whites” since I was a small girl. I love to read old classics and would look at publishing dates when choosing books at my local library to be sure they were circa 1959. I find estate jewelry to be intriguing, old homes fascinating and I have been known to use the word “mooning” in conversation. With this kind of disposition I find myself very melancholy at times and that translated into a tangible depression when my children were born.

With children about, you are constantly reminded that time is passing and moments are fleeting whether you are ready for them to be or not. I have tortured myself with questions like, “Is this going to be the last time I will ever rock him to sleep?” or “Is this the last night they will let me sing to them at bedtime?” We all know that there is a “last time” but often are so busy keeping up with the different phases or frustrations of child rearing that moments like these can be passed by unnoticed only to be sorely missed later. Children grow like weeds, right before your eyes and you can’t hold onto them no matter how you try. I have tried to take mental pictures, memorization’s of moments that I held precious but even those become fuzzy with time.  I have been left with sadness many nights because the mom I wanted to be in this crazy fast time that I get to be a mom is hardly ever the mom I am and I know that those days, hours, moments are lost to me forever. I can not reconcile it so I mourn it with longing and with passion.

Ann Voskamp understands this. She spoke to my heart, her sorrow to mine, when she wrote,

“. . . and these six kids lean hard into me all day to teach and raise and lead and I fail hard and there are real souls that are at stake and how long do I really have to figure out how to live full of grace, full of joy – before these six beautiful children fly the coop and my mothering days fold up quiet?”

Ann has discovered the answer and I am thrilled. The answer could help me find joy in the moments and actually slow down that clock which I resist so much. The answer for Ann, and now for me, is eucharisteo. It is a Greek word and my understanding of this word is; to find grace (God’s gift) in all things and in each moment, give thanks for it and in return experience joy. There are so many layers to this principle that Ann Voskamp so beautifully explains in One Thousand Gifts and my soul has eagerly lapped up each and every word desperate to find my loving God in all things. As for slowing down time, I need to slow down and appreciate each moment for the gift that it is. In so doing, I keep my eyes on God with my hands open to Him and all He sees fit to give me (including the pain) and my heart stays open with thanksgiving knowing and noticing all the ways that He loves me and then the joy comes.

As Ann said,

“Thanksgiving creates abundance; and the miracle of multiplying happens when I give thanks – take the just one loaf, say it is enough, and give thanks – and He miraculously makes it more than enough.”

This works for time too. Give thanks to God for the time I have from moment to moment and I can be mindful of the gift that it is and receive all the joy those moments have to offer. It slows me down so that I am more aware of it all and not so fast to tear at it with my anger and impatience. The miracle then for me is less regret and I am so thankful for it.

That new notebook is not a Gratitude Journal. No, it is much more then that. It is a collection, a counting, of moments – gifts from God, reminders of how good He is. It is a perspective changer, an attitude adjustment and a journal of the spirit. It is holy and present; it is a communion with God. He loves our praise and He loves our thanksgiving and now I love to give it. I too am counting my gifts from God and though I am only on #220 (little lost Chiclet teeth making adorable snaggle tooth smiles) I will press on and continue counting well past one thousand. It is so healing.

Ann Voskamp also talks about perspective and it applies to everything I think and do. How I see is going to affect everything. If my eyes (my perspective) are bad then so is everything else in my life. She refers to what Jesus said in Matthew 6:22-23 (ESV)

“The eye is the lamp of the body. So, if your eye is healthy, your whole body will be full of light, but if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light in you is darkness, how great is the darkness!”

If I don’t stay on top of my daily “dialysis” by reading the Word (bible) then I am not being filled with the light and of course darkness sets in.

Ann describes it like this,

“Bad eyes fill with darkness so heavy the soul aches because empty is never truly empty; empty is only a full, deepening darkness.”

I have personally experienced that; another solid motivator to keep me in God’s Word. Thank you Ann and thank you Jesus for helping me see so many things I’ve needed to see for so long. I am grateful!

Books, Character, Christianity, Hunger, Love, Martyrdom, Missions, Money, Personal, Quotes

Dying to Self for the Betterment of Our World

Sally

I have found no better cure for a bad case of the “me’s” then by submerging myself in worldly problems. Suburbia in America is one of the easiest places to hide from the world’s ugly side; the poverty, the injustice, the persecution, the wars and death of every kind. Well, I pulled out some periodicals and documentaries to help me put things in perspective. A magazine that I find very helpful in keeping my mind and heart in tune with true suffering in the world is The Voice of the Martyrs. There are modern day martyrs being tortured, imprisoned, driven into exile and of course killed every day just because they have the audacity to believe in Jesus. This has happened to someone, somewhere today. Did you know that? In America we can worship Satan, our coffee, our money or a rock and no one looks at us twice. Maybe we have forgotten that it is a privilege to have religious freedom and that most humans in the world do not have that privilege. The Voice of the Martyrs does an excellent job of keeping the plights of our fellow human beings in the light. They tell the modern day stories of heroism and martyrdom to anyone who is willing to listen and they offer ways for us to get involved and help. Did you know that there are Christians who mark their ability to trust other Christians by how many times they have been imprisoned for their faith? We need to open our eyes! I encourage you to check it out and add these people to your prayer list. We might not be able to solve all of these political, social or religious problems facing our world today but we know Someone who can and we should ask Him to protect and strengthen His people who are suffering in this way.

Next, I watched a documentary. I have watched many over the years because documentaries are one way to get educated about some of our bigger world issues without a lot of the Hollywood gloss or media bent. This documentary came about because I attended a mandatory training session at my local food bank for the purpose of volunteering there in the future. A Place at the Table was recommended by the food bank administrator as a means to break down the misconceptions about hunger in America. Of course I watched it right away. Here are some disturbing things I found out: Did you know that 50 million people are going hungry in a nation that has more than enough food? Did you know that we willingly spend more on a grande latte at Starbucks then we do for America’s children to eat a healthy lunch provided by our schools? Did you know that obesity is a sister problem driven by poverty because it’s cheaper to buy crappy foods then healthy foods? Working people (not just unemployed people) can not afford to feed their families because their wages are too low for sustainability. New terminologies were introduced to me through this documentary; food insecurity and food deserts. Food insecurity describes millions of people who truly do not know when or where their next meal is going to come from, day in and day out. These people could be your neighbors or your children’s friends. It’s a quiet suffering for most people. Food deserts are places (both rural and urban) where fresh fruits and vegetables are not delivered. I was shocked! Corner store, mom and pop shops, only sell processed and pre-packaged goods. Because of proximity or lack of transportation, long bus rides or gas money, it is difficult for many people to get to a fully stocked grocery store. Now what about me again?

Are you one who feels sad but mostly relieved that this isn’t happening to you? Or is it happening to you? Or, are you like me, who knows that one lost job and this could be my story. Either way, it is uncomfortable to think about. Also, it feels so hopeless. What can I do? Anything I do is a tiny drop in a giant ocean. I loved Ashley Judd’s memoir called All That is Bitter and Sweet. It is so much more than an account of her life. She is very involved in working with organizations and charities to help with heavy world issues. She has seen some horrific human suffering and she has put to words many things that I have felt even though I have not seen nor experienced even an eighth of what she has. She wrote,

“I began hearing a critical voice in my head: I am not doing enough, I need to do more, I have to do more . . . It was mental panic. Shortly, though, my recovery rose up to meet this insanity and call it what it was: selfishness and self-centeredness. I was able to hear all the “I, I, I, I, I” that my ego was shouting, and all the other words receded. To the untrained ear, it might have sounded like compassion and goodwill, to me, it was all about what “I” needed to do, which is “edging God out” (ego) in an attempt to stifle my powerful emotional responses to the things I had seen. I was able to remind myself that all that is asked of me is that I increase my conscious contact with the God of my understanding, ask for knowledge of Her will for me and the strength to carry that out . . . I am cleaning house, trusting God, doing what is in front of me. That is good, and that is enough. I am enough.”

Yes, all this “I, I, I” business, I am so tired of me. If I can be obedient, trust God and do the work that I see in front of me, then for now, that should be enough. But here is another issue, judging the people who have the problem. Dr. J. Larry Brown, author of Living Hungry in America, said in the same documentary,

“We sort of have this love/hate relationship with poverty and the poor. On the one hand, you know, we have a wonderful history of helping others and a lot of good rhetoric. Bring us your struggling masses yearning to be free, this is the land of opportunity and we care about one another. And we do, in many ways. But our care is always predicated on the fact that we’re worried that somebody else is getting something for free or something they don’t deserve.”

As I walked out of my food bank training, I saw a family of women (four generations) hop out of an expensive SUV with their cell phones to their ears. They walked to get front spots in line for when the food bank opened. Did I take mental pause? I admit that I did. Was I worried that somebody was getting something for free that maybe they didn’t deserve? Yes, and immediately that made me part of the problem. God says judge not that you be not judged (Matthew 7:1,2). In What Difference Do it Make, written by Ron Hall, Denver Moore, and Lynn Vincent, Ron reminds me,

“We are judged by our compassion, how we live our lives, not by how Joe ultimately lives his. God commands us to love, not to calculate the end game. It is only when Joe is loved without strings that he is set free to (eventually) turn a corner and voluntarily become accountable to those who have placed faith in him.”

There is that word again, love. I need to work on that. I need to love in ways that require absolutely nothing in return. Denver Moore, once a homeless man himself, writes,

“. . . even if you bless some needy person just a little bit, God might use other folks down the line to weave your little gift into a bigger blessin. And if you bless folks, you gon’ get the blessin back, no matter what they does with the money. So you give the gift with no strings attached, and let God take care a’ business on the other end.”

I need to let God take care of His business and mind my own. When I get to heaven and I have to be accountable to God for the way I lived my life, I don’t think He is going to say, “Sally, why did you give food and time and money to your local food bank? Didn’t you realize that there were people lined up there taking advantage of the system?” No, I can’t imagine Him saying that. But I can hear Him saying to me, “Sally, you really blew it. Your pride and circumstance clouded your judgment and you sinned against Me and My people in need because you thought you knew something that wasn’t your business to know. You didn’t follow Jesus’ example, Sally, you didn’t love first.” Here is my first important lesson toward loving people better; leave my thoughts and feelings, my criticisms and hurts, my judgments and ideas out of it. Love unconditionally and out of love do the work.