Walking With The Prayers of My Mother

March 20, 2009 at 3:46 pm (Musings...)

Brent and Amanda

Brent and Amanda

I had two prayer warriors…  My Grammy Savering and Grandpap Gay.  Grandpap was severely injured in a car accident that killed Grandma Amelia in 1969.  He spent much of the rest of his life sitting in his recliner, praying.  Grammy prayed without ceasing.  She is 92 and in an Ahlzheimer’s Unit.  The staff says she is the most pleasant lady 🙂

I felt it in my soul when my two prayer warriors no longer prayed for me.  I really mean it when I say I want to “grow up and be a prayer warrior.”    I want my children to walk through this life knowing that they have one persistant earthly advocate — me.  India.Arie’s new album has a song “Psalms 23.”  The bridge says:

No weapon armed against me shall prosper
‘Cause I’m walking with the heavenly father
And I do believe that I’m gonna prosper
‘Cause I’m walking with the prayers of my mother

I take my job as my children’s earthly advocate seriously.  While I have two biological children, Brent and Amanda, I have four more “spiritual” children–(they know who they are).  I pray for them all as I “practice the Presence of God.”


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An Irish Blessing

March 17, 2009 at 7:14 pm (Musings...)

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

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I Am A Queen

March 12, 2009 at 11:33 am (Multiple Sclerosis, Musings...)

This is a very personal blog entry for me to write… 

My appearance has always been important to me.  I use creams, lotions, potions;  I even botoxed a few times (didn’t work because of my MS) in an effort to fight the aging process. I keep my weight always within 25 pounds of my “happy” weight.  Right now I am the thinnest and fittest I have been in a long time.  But this summer I cannot wear a bathing suit.  I am struggling with this fact.

I have given myself Betaseron injections for nearly three years, on three specific sites on my body; my upper thighs, my stomach, and my butt.  The result of every-other-day injection on six sites on my body has resulted in the fatty tissue around each site to be gone.  No one told me this would be a side-effect!!  While you might say this is a GOOD thing… the consequence is that I have deep valleys at each site — and unless I become anorexic, these fatless valleys will remain.  They are very noticable and I hate the fact they are there!

I remembered India.Arie’s song “Video” — I’m not the average girl from your video  and I ain’t built like a supermodel but, I learned to love myself unconditionally Because I am a queen.

The Lord also gently reminded me this morning that my worth is not connected to my appearance.  I want my children to “arise and call me blessed.”  I want my husband to “praise me.”  I want to “surpass them all.”  (Proverbs 31)

Charm and deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised."  Proverbs 31:30
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.” Proverbs 31:30

I think I’ll schedule a hair appointment!  🙂

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March 10, 2009 at 3:26 pm (Musings...)

Me, Dan, Brent, Amanda

Me, Dan, Brent, Amanda

I have been making a sincere effort since January to “Practice the Presence of God.”  It was one of my 2009 goals.  The thing I am finding out is that even while I am “practicing,” life can really be falling apart around me.  I have had some good days and some really-bad-awful days, but I find I am being persistent in always going back to my Center (which is the Lord’s power).  Because He is always faithful, I must, in my human condition, be resolute in my practice of the Presence of God.

God really answered prayer yet again yesterday.  Brent’s car was leaking oil to the tune of quarts in a few days.  Danny O. has been away and once he got back, very busy.  Brent took it to a “free” diagnostic clinic at Firestone and the guy said it would cost him around $1800 to have it fixed.  Brent was unable to get in touch with our mechanic.

I had been praying a hedge of protection around his car, even as I was mentally figuring out how we were going to pay for a costly fix.  I was praying protection so the engine didn’t blow until it was fixed so the bill wouldn’t be double the $1800!

Last night Dan saw again the puddle of oil and pulled it into our garage.  The oil was free of antifreeze (a sign of a bad head gasket) so he looked further.  Brent had a small hole in his oil filter… thus the oil all over his car and our driveway!   A trip to Walmart at 10:00 p.m. and work until 1:00 a.m. and Brent’s car was fixed!! 

The Lord once again was faithful and heard my cry!  He cares about the mundane details in our life and while He doesn’t always “fix” things for us, this was a sweet relief for me!!

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The Power of the Pink Purse

March 3, 2009 at 6:22 pm (Musings...)

My New Pink Purse :-)

My New Pink Purse 🙂

Okay, so we know I am a bit of a diva!  We know that I “fill my box.”  We also know that I like a bit of “bling” (not too much) and LOVE the color pink.

I enjoy watching the shopping channels just to listen to the way the host describes items in an attempt to cajole you to purchase said item. 

It was a cold February day.  I was tired.  I was sad.  I had read my Bible and mediated on the fact that God is indeed faithful and His mercies are new each morning!  I claimed His promises, but I was still cold and tired and sad. 

 I turned on QVC and they were showcasing “Kathy VanZeeland” handbags.  Kathy VanZeeland is my favorite handbag designer!!  I watched with interest as handbag after handbag was displayed, opened, twirled.   One purse caught my eye — a little crossbody bag with just enough bling for interest and it was in the color pink!!  The host assured me that, if I walked into a room with the purse on my shoulder, I would be noticed!!!

Cut to 3:00 a.m.  I couldn’t sleep because of my MS tremors and I was surfing the Internet, researching art design information and writing pithy comments on my Facebook Friends’ profiles.  I remembered that beautiful purse…  yep, I bought it!!

I walked into painting class last night with my new pink purse over my shoulder.  The wind was howling and it was about -9 with the windchill.  As I stepped into our classroom, Chris said, “Wow, you are wishing Spring was here!”  I was confused for a second until I realized that she noticed my pink purse!!!  The host was right!!! 

While I KNOW my Redeemer lives and am careful to be thankful for all of my blessings, even when I am tired and cold and sad, MY NEW PINK PURSE MAKES ME SMILE  🙂

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