Just words on a Page???

pen and paper

Words Words everywhere and nothing I can say

Sometimes it seems like I could write for days and never get it everything out of my brain. Other days, it’s like trying to slay a dragon with a toothpick. I love words and I love to write. I also love to encourage people because I know that words contain power! They can build us up or rip us into shreds. It depends on the speaker and the intent.

Thus, the reason for this blog and this post today. I BELIEVE in people. I want to wrap you up in the comfort of my words and my positive thoughts and blessing to each one of you. We all have rough days when we look in the mirror and say to ourselves, “what’s the point? I’m going back to bed.”  BUT listen to what I’m saying. In reality, several of us feel that way!  It’s the discipline of knowing that our families, friends, employers, clients etc depend on us pulling ourselves together, smearing the war paint on our faces and rolling out the door.

Trust me –there is ALWAYS coffee in my hand. It is a valued substance that makes the morning perfect. I sit at the computer and I say to myself, “I’m okay, let’s help someone”. No, it’s not the coffee making me feel that way. Nice try!  It is the inherent belief that as a community of people, we should encourage one another. We shouldn’t be so self absorbed that we can’t say, Dude, it’s gonna be okay.  Just keep moving forward.

Despite whatever is or isn’t working for me today, Life is good. I don’t have it as easy as I would like at this point in my life, but it’s not as bad as others who are struggling right now. I have the grace of the Lord to be able to look back at where I started this love and passion walk 13 years ago and say honestly that there has been progress! Bless God!  It’s been the steady –try, succeed, try, do a face plant, cry, pray, get up walk. Then walk and walk and fall and fall, oh here I go off the cliff or into obscurity and then moving on again and again.  It’s been a loving God, a patient savior who paid the price for ALL of my mistakes, the gentle guidance of the Holy Spirit and then ongoing journey.

To think you are NOT going to stumble or make mistakes is ludicrous! It’s insane. Give yourself a break right now. Take a time out RIGHT NOW wherever you are on this journey. If you are on track, take a minute to say thank you! If it seems like you somehow slipped to the wayside, stop, breath and ask for direction. You can even analyze where you went wrong, if you can quiet your mind. Don’t allow yourself any time for self-loathing or self-hatred for getting it wrong or missing the mark. Do we beat the babies when they are learning how to walk and they stumble and fall? That’s just crazy right? So why do we beat ourselves and others up for making simple mistakes in the learning processes of life?

Life is a journey of learning what works for us and what doesn’t!  We have a loving Father, who sacrificed His own for a world gone wacky.  His own never once put conditions out there for us before he did for us what we couldn’t do for ourselves. We ARE LOVED unconditionally from before time even started through eternity in future.  That is so very powerful.  So really, what right do we have to hate ourselves? We need to get up and get moving. Shake off the dust and get moving. If you need a minute to regroup, then regroup. Breathe, but get started again.

I’ve said this before, if you are lonely and need a friend, find someone else and be a friend to them. If you are going through financial hardship, sow a seed to someone who is in worse shape than you. How many times have you found yourself needing help moving or rearranging the furniture, no one takes your calls or commits to help? Have you been available for people who were moving or needed help?  Don’t just go to someone’s house for the cook out or the football game, go when they need help.

Then, you will begin to see answers to the things that are needed in your life. Sow a seed, water it and let God bring the harvest. It’s a simple principle that every person that has gardened can tell you. If you never plant a seed you will absolutely never get a harvest.  NEVER. There is a great miracle in every seed. It has the ability to reproduce that which it has come from. Wow chew on that one!

I’m just saying, give God something to work with. Say a prayer, make a positive declaration, be a friend, be a giver of yourself and your substance, love the unlovable, help those that are too shell shocked to help themselves. Smile, laugh out loud! Love the hand that you have been dealt. If it’s not a good hand, throw some cards in and get some new cards. OR my favorite is to bluff until I win. Keep a straight face in times of adversity. Choose those moments of intense pain, to say thank you Father that I am not alone nor do I face this challenge and pain without a source of inspiration!

Remember that this too shall pass!

Love and hugs kiddos!



The Joy of new life

baby feet

Hello everyone!

My bestie, who lives in Callie, was expecting a new addition to her Yayadom. The baby was supposed to be born on or around September 8, 2013. Being the best Yaya ever, she purchased a ticket to be on the east coast for the baby’s birth. She was due to fly out today, September 1st and expected to have plenty of time with her son and his wife before the joyous day arrived.

Wrong! Enter Newton’s law. Last night as I played an intense game of candy crush, I get a frantic message on the Facebook IM. Yaya alert! The water has broken, I can’t get a flight, and I’m freaking out.

Before I knew it 8 of her closest friends joined together to rally, pray, cry, laugh and generally carry her through this moment because she was not going to make it to the east in time. We took turns encouraging her as she posted updates from her son who was front and center in this hoopla of activity.  My Yaya friend is a naturalist all the way. She was to be front and center helping this new mom through the whole natural birth process.

I know what you are thinking…At least I know what the heck I’m thinking….SEDATION! Can I get an AMEN…but not my Yaya girl…she’s had 8 and I believe most were natural. Not my cuppa but okay…go girl. I know that she was with her oldest as she had a water birth with her second child. That’s how they roll.

There were some very scary moments as “son” called stating that they wanted to “push her labor along with drugs”. Then they wanted to do a C section. Then it was all kindza crazy as this doctor was imposing how she wanted the birth process to go. That in and of itself was just a crazy time at 1:00 am CST. Let me tell you that all the mamas and Yayas joined hearts across the miles and began to pray this baby into our world! We prayed for peace, we prayed for safety for mama and baby and that dad would stand as the head of his family and take charge. Fingers flew on keyboards all across this great country as we called on the name of our God and declared His word!

It was the most amazing thing I have EVER experienced in my LIFE! The living application of the Word of God that says, Hey no matter what, there is no distance in prayer! God showed up and as usual, HE showed off!

He brought the most precious and perfect baby into this world. Just a bundle of peace! Mom is healthy, baby is healthy and dad has been cheesing for 12 or more hours.

He also arranged from my Yaya friend to get back to the East coast early this morning and as I write she informs me that she is rocking that precious bundle of joy while the parents get some much deserved sleep!

God IS Great and He is always in control even when we think He is not. He touched more hearts and knitted deeper commitments last night than if she had witnessed the birth firsthand. And the 8 of us were just as committed and just as engaged in the actual process of it all then anyone would ever know or imagine.