Sunday, January 25, 2015

In His Foot Steps

Last week while attending church. A key  speaker brought up a good question.

Many are familiar  with the phrase what would Jesus do?

The speaker took it a bit further.

He asked the congregation to imagine "Jesus  standing next to you, and you could see him?

And then he asked the question. If you could see "Jesus

Would you act differently?

 Would you speak in a softer tone?

Would you take more time in thinking before speaking?

Well if you know this gal, then you would know the wheels were turning  right about then.

This had me wondering if I would change my behavior and if so in which way?

I decided to take this question with me through out the week. I had no idea what I was about to get myself into!

My week started out un-eventful. for the most  part. Then I hit a few pot holes,ok this was not going to be easy. It seemed like every road raged, crazy driver was out to get me!

I found myself becoming frustrated, then before I acted like those sweet wild eyed darlings, I turned to the empty seat beside me, and I imagined "Jesus sitting there.

Oh this was not going to be easy. I was going to be tested yet again. This time with a a caller, oh the fellow on the other line chewed me out for not picking up when he called he first time!

My first reaction was to spew some wise crack at this darling soul! Then I imagined "Jesus standing nest to me

.I would have liked to ask "Jesus to please step out of the room so that I may tell this fellow what I truly thought, but instead I tried to be patient as I listened to the caller.

I put myself through this challenge. I must be a glutton for punishment.

There has been many times through out this challenge, that I was gently reminded of "What would "Jesus do?

The point is. If we could really see "Jesus we would indeed change how we treat one another.

Proverbs:29:22 An angry man stirreth up strife, and a furious man aboundeth in transgression.

If we react tot he negativity sent our way, we are no better than the person acting out in frustration. Its a no win situation.

I know from experience that I don't  feel good about myself, after dipping into the negativity pool and I can safely assume the other person doesn't either.

Proverbs 29:23 A mans pride will bring him low; but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit.

I will walk away from this weeks challenge, with a better understanding of how I react to negativity. I'm no saint, I have a lot of work ahead of me. I will use this new found tool to help me walk in the foot steps of "Jesus."



I am a work in progress "God and I are working on me, when we are done I will be a masterpiece a work of art. Until then on the "Masters work bench is where I shall remain.............................................








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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Lesson to be Learned

"The earth,O Lord,is full of thy mercy; teach me thy status" 

 I have had to learn many a lesson  this past week, and psalm  119:64 has spoken volumes to me. I had to learn the meaning of mercy,grace,compassion,humility, and  how to be humble.

And what it truly meant to be "Christ like, by showing kindness while being in the service of man.

For the past twenty years it has been drummed into my brain to allow my clients to do as much for themselves as they  possibly can. 

But this past week I was given a task that in my mind was taking this away from one of my clients, and I found this to be one of the hardest tings for me to do,to just sit back and allow my client to depend on me more than I thought they should.

This was going to be the beginning of my lesson, a test that I wasn't sure I was going to pass. But none the less it was and is my test. I see that now, with the help of a kind soul who showed me this opportunity that I was given.

As I prayed over this situation little did I know, my answer was going to come quickly. This kind soul, was being used  to help guide me through this process.  I have often said "God places people our  lives at just the right time to help us along our journey.

We just have to be willing to one recognize them and secondly if we are the one's being used, we must be willing to step up and speak up. I'm not sure I could be as faithful  nor as brave as this kind soul.

I won't bore you with all the details, that's not what this blog is about. Its about understanding the meaning behind compassion, and mercy. In the bible we see how merciful, and compassionate the "Lord has been to man starting with the fall of man.

Mercy is an expression of love, and isn't that one of "God's greatest gift to man not to mention His commandment for us  to love one another as He has loved us!

Compassion is another expression of love. "It is of the "Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassion fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23

Teach me thy status: Teach me to be "Christlike. To have humility to help the poor in spirit, to meet the needs of those less fortunate than myself. To show compassion again a sign of love.

To be teachable, to be humble and not arrogate, or assuming. In this case, I was assuming I knew what is best for your child, the very child that you have placed in my care. By doing this I was showing  arrogance.

This was not an act of kindness, again another expression of love. Showing kindness to someone less fortunate than myself is an act of love. Showing tenderness and having compassion for my client is a lesson well worth learning.

I assumed my client didn't need my help, I assumed to much. What I didn't see was perhaps the scares that lay deep with in them. The very scares that only they and "God know about. I assumed my client didn't need my help and perhaps they don't, perhaps it's me that needed them more than they needed me!

I only know that from here on out I will look at my client through the eye's of love, through my spirit eye's and not from a medical stance! What lays beneath the surface is more than human eyes' can see.

To be in the service of man, is to be in the service of "God."  Verily I say unto you, in as much as ye have done it unto one of the least of these brethren, ye have done it unto me."  Matthew 25:40

"I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my adversities.: Psalms: 31:7








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Thursday, October 9, 2014

On the other Foot

One of my callings in life has been to aide the sick.I have done this for the past twenty years. Day in and day out. I tend to those who can't do for themselves.

I assist with dressing; and helping folks brush their hair and teeth. I help them put on their sock's and shoes. It doesn't end their some of the folks I care for need extra help in getting in and out of bed.

It's a part of who I am. I am not good at letting others take care of me. That is just part of being the caregiver. Anyone in the health care industry can attest to this. We make bad patients but we are fabulous at our callings.

Recently I lost my dad; he didn't suffer. He actually went peacefully in his sleep. My brothers were with him; that in it's self has brought some comfort to this gal.

My dad had a kind loving and very giving heart.  He loved to kid around. He would tell you a story, not just any story, but rather a tale that had you wondering if he was making it up; chances were he was. Then he would bust out with a belly laugh. My siblings and I would laugh right along side of him after we exclaimed oh dad!

We knew we had been had. I shall miss his pranks, that's for sure. Since my dad's passing I received a few call's from the agency that took care of pop's. Honestly I find them to be unnerving and I had to ask myself why?

As a caregiver I deal with death on a daily basis, it's part of the job, but now the shoe was on the other foot as I find myself being the one someone reaches out to. Yes they are doing their job, I tell myself as I ignore their call's.

No I don't wish to sit in on your grief counseling groups, and no I don't wish to chit chat with strangers  about my loss!  And no I am not wanting to call you back to let you know how I'm doing!

Again I know these fine folks are just doing their job; just as I have done in the past and continue to do so to-date.

As I said before the shoe is now on my foot and I now know how my clients must feel when I ask is there anything I can do for them as they say goodbye to their loved one.

No we don't want to discuss our grief with family and friends let alone total strangers. What we want is time to heal. Time to process what has taken place; time to mourn our loss. We need time just plain old time.

Calling once a month only adds to the stress. Your well meaning calls only confirm our loss and frankly  some of us are not ready to face the reality.


You may wonder why I chose to write about my grief then to talk to a grief counselor. Simple answer, I'm not sitting across from anyone. There is no eye contact, no well meaning looks. No I'm sorry for your loss; simply no words being spoke other than those of my heart!


Grief comes in  many forms and so does healing; and for me writing has always been my outlet. I can express myself with out fear of being judged, not that I care these days as to who feels the need to judge me. That comes with age and that my dears is another story one I won't bore you with.

We all go through the pain of loosing a loved one; there is no getting around that. We all feel the sting that death leave's  behind. What we don't realize is that every one deals with loss differently. I can't say to you I know how you feel and you to me.

The truth is my loss is not like yours nor yours like mine.  We all have our own personal feelings and how we deal with it is uniquely our own. What I can do is have empathy for what you're going through. Other than that were on our own.

Funny how that works. My dad will always be my hero, I will treasure the memories that we made. I may share a tale or two with those I chose to let into my memory box. But for now I'll hang on to them just a bit longer.

As for the grief counselors well my therapy couch is my laptop and I will continue to let time heal my broken heart and time will bind my wounds. My dad will always be in my heart and he is never far from my thoughts.

I love and miss you daddy..........





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Monday, October 6, 2014

Every Rose has a Story

Every rose has a story to tell. By looking at it one would say awe how pretty or gee it sure smells good. Some folks will walk by with out a second glance.

But every rose is unique, no two are alike. They come in different sizes shapes and colors.

Though they are unique in their own way, they have a common bond. They need water; soil and sun  to help them grow.

We are no different than the rose that we admire. We too come in many forms; and we each come with a story.

We are unique in our own way, and like the rose some will  be over looked; while others will be admired. Like the rose we too need to be nurtured in order to grow.

We so often focus on our bodies, or at least some folks do; and this gal is not one of them! Don't get me wrong, I'm good with all you die hard gym goers.My focus is on the spirit. I enjoy working it out with the I wonders."

What don't tell me you don't know what that is! The wonders is simply a person who wonders how this or that works, the I wonder whys' in life. The lessons learned are many and there are times when the wonders lead one down another path in order to get the answer. Awe a great work out for the soul.

There are times when the wonders only leave a soul wanting  more, looking for answers that may not be answered here on this earth, but still the wonders will take a soul on a journey.

While out and about, I enjoy the beauty of this earth from the sky to the grass, that's what wonder's do (teee -heeeeee) or perhaps that's what kids do! Either way it's always a good work out to wonder why life works the way it does.

Every soul is like a rose, each one unique each one has many petals. I often compare the soul to a rose, with many petals waiting to tell its story. .If you take the time to pull back a petal  within your soul it will expose all the beauty it posses.


Next time you venture out, stop along the way to admire a rose. Enjoy its fragrance; as you compare it to your own inner beauty. We are all unique in our own way. We need to feed both our bodies as well as our souls.

Learn to pull back a petal of your  own soul, let it's beauty shine through. Ask plenty of questions take a trip through the wonder's see where it leads you.

You may be pleasantly surprised as to how much you just might learn about yourself.



"I am but a rose in your hand's. I am a work in progress, "God and I are working on me. When I am done I will be a work of art, a master piece. Until then! On "God's work bench is where I shall remain.............









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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Endless Possibilites

Matthew 19:26 Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With man this is impossible; but with God all things are possible." (KJV)

Recently I read a inspirational book, it started me thinking about the endless possibilities that lay in store for not only myself but for all that seek them.

To be perfectly honest I hadn't given much thought to what "God was trying to say to me, in regards to this matter. That was until I picked up a book written by a pastor, whom I just realized that "God had put him in my path to see the endless possibilities that He has in store for not only myself, but for you as well.


And this is where my journey begins. As I started to ponder the meaning of endless possibilities, I realized that, there is no end to what "God wants to bless His children with. He has a warehouse filled with many blessings. Blessings that are waiting for His children to claim.

I had to wrap my mind around this endless business! Wow when I stopped to think about what this meant it was just a bit over whelming to say the least. To think that "God loved me and you that much, that He is willing to give us our hearts desire!

And all we have to do in return is, to keep our minds single to His! To stay close to Him, now that's one sweet deal. But as I have said many times before, there is a battle going on with in our own minds that we can't seem to phantom the idea that someone would love us that much that they in this case "God would want the very best for us.

Lets face it we are so use to having to battle for every little thing we have, that when someone wants to hand over the goodies we kind of think ummm ok  what's the catch? And what's in it for you? Yes we are a suspicious lot.

In this case "God is saying I want to give you your hearts desire. I want you to have more than you have right now. I want you to live in a lap of luxury. I want to see My children prosper. I want their cup's to run over with goodness and mercy all the day's of their natural born lives.

With man this would be impossible to obtain our hearts desire. It would take most of us a life time to achieve this and that's if we don't become discouraged and think awe this is to hard I can't do this. And those that have this mentality won't succeed.

I too had to change years of this kind of stinking thinking! Yuppers I am working on this task daily, and its not easy to change the way one has thought for so long (we won't say how long) but you get the point. If we keep thinking we can never get ahead, or that we will always live in poverty and that our dreams that we have won't come to pass, then you're right!

If we want to have a better way of life, then we have to stop thinking negatively, and put on a positive thinking cap. We need to raise each morning knowing that we are the children of the Most High, and that or "Heavenly Father want's us to have the finest that there is. We have to start believing in our abilities as He believes in us.

We were not meant to stay in poverty, nor did "God give us gift's and talents for us to keep hidden, we are to share these wonderful gifts with the world.

You have heard the saying that the sky is the limit, I'm here to tell you that God say's differently! The sky is not the limit there is no limit in what "God wants to do in your life. Now that ole liar would love for us to believe that malarkey. But the truth is there is an endless supply to what "God can do!

I feel like a kid in a candy store, I can't make up my mind on what treat I want. I know that "God lives I know He want's me to have the finest there is; I won't settle for less. I want Him to over flow my cup till I have no more room to catch all the blessings He has in store for me.

In Philippians 4:13 it say's " I can do all things through "Christ who strengthens me" (kjv) read it again. I can do all things through "Christ who strengthens me" not I might do or maybe I can but rather I can do!

So we need to put on that I can do attitude and shed that old way of thinking of I might or maybe I can!

Stinking thinking will only limit you!  Endless possibilities are waiting for you and all you need to do is keep your eye single to the "Lord, walk next to Him and watch the windows of heaven open  up and the blessings pour down.....


I am but a rose in "God's hands" I am a work in progress, we are working on me. Once I am done I will be a masterpiece a work of art, until then on "God's work bench is where I will remain...............................




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Monday, April 7, 2014

Willing To Give

As a young girl I wanted to either be a nurse or a nun  ( laughs to self). As the years went by I changed my mind a couple of thousand times, as most kids do. Yet I still had the burning desire to help those in need.

I went from waiting tables to managing a small steak house, to putting myself through dental assisting school. All worth while trades but they didn't quench the need burning within me to do more for my fellow man.

I told myself being a dental assistant was like being a nurse ( chuckles) that was farthest from the truth! Oh the things we tell ourselves!After my marriage fell apart and my last child was born; I decided to move closer to my family.

Waiting tables was the only legal way I knew how to make a quick buck! I did this for a while until I landed a nice comfy job in a dental office. My little family and I moved to a small town  thirty miles outside of Denver; where I waited tables yet again until the manager made me so mad that I walked out on him! I never said I was the brightest crayon in the box!

I thought ok you're so smart now what are you going to do? With four small kids at home and I decide to let my temper get the best of me Geez Louise! It was then that I found an add in the local paper it read get paid as you learn to care for the elderly! As it turned out the next class forming was that very Monday so off to register and the rest is history as the saying goes.

I just celebrated eighteen years in healthcare,wow  this gig has lasted longer than my marriage! That's another story I'll save for another time. You can imagine I have cared for well over thousand's of clients, and I have dealt with more personalities than Cybil!

My career has taken me through many door's in many areas of health care; it was the best decision I ever made when I moved to a small  town and walked out of one job to find the desire of my heart!

Over the past few years I changed employment, in each of these establishments I have found a lack of compassion coming from the very folks who made healthcare their chosen career path! I find it very disturbing to say the least! I often ask myself if perhaps it is I who expect more from my co-hearts than they are willing to give!

I once read somewhere that when you go off to work, work as if you are working for the "Lord" give it your all, do an honest day's work earn an honest day's pay; then when you lay down at the end of the day; you can rest assured that you have earned an honest dollar.

In the scriptures "Jesus gave the parable of the good Samaritan: "A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho when he fell into the hands of robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. So too a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But a Samaritan, as he traveled , came where the man was; and when he saw him he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds; pouring on oil and wine.Then he put the man on his own donkey took him to an inn and took care of him. The next day he took  out two silver coins and gave them to the innkeeper."Look after him he said and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have. (Luke 10:25-37)






When we care for our sick brother's and sisters in "Christ we are taking care of one of "God's precious children. Caring for the sick is an art a gift not all are called and not all are given this talent. If you happen to have this talent; give from the heart give the best care you possibly can.

Don't walk on the other side of the road; stop and lend a helping hand; after all it just might be an angel testing you! We all need to be cared for, one day  we may have the need of a good Samaritan; who is willing to stop along the road to bandage our wounds.




I am but a rose in His hands; a work in progress "God and I are working on me, when we are through I will be a masterpiece a work of art! Until then I shall remain on His work bench....................................................................................................................





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Saturday, April 5, 2014

Walking Down Memory Lane

 One of my favorite childhood memories is walking in the garden with my "Godfather. My Godfather lived in a small town outside of Denver; every summer for as long as I an remember he would come for me.
 
I would rise bright and early, just so I could take a walk with my Godfather, in his garden. He would tell me about the plants and what he was growing. In one row would be sweet peas; another row  would hold the promise of red ripe tomatoes another held green onions poking out of the ground.
 
Golden sweet corn embraced in green leaves, the stalks would reach for the sky. Just like the sunflowers that grew along the fence. He would tell me about the deference between the two chili peppers that grew along side one another. One was a hot New Mexico pepper the other a mild sweet pepper. He would then say to me, be sure to wash your hands really good after touching that hot pepper and don't rub your eyes! 
 
It would only take one time of not listening and you would know why you didn't rub your eyes after handling a hot pepper. (Oweie) I especially loved the smell of the warm earth in the morning,and the coolness of the morning air against my cheeks. 
 
I can still hear the sounds of a time gone by, the birds chirping in a nearby tree, the cow mooing in a distant field; the clucking of the chickens looking for their morning feed. As I walk down memory lane I find myself missing that simple time, walking with a man who taught a city girl the importance of keeping "God first! 
 
During our walks I was learning more than the names of plants in a garden; I was learning to walk with "Christ before I knew Him" it wasn't until now that I am penning this memory that I realized how my Godfather was very instrumental in my walk with "Christ."

We all have fond memories from a time gone by; some are good while others we would much rather leave in the past where they belong. Yet this is the very tool that the adversary uses to bend us to his will. He will bring up the past and torture you with the things that are painful just to keep you from your destiny.
 
If you are filled with hurt you can't see the goodness that "God our Father has in store for us. No hurt and painful memories will sit in the front of your memories to keep you from moving forward. The battle ground is with in our own minds.

In Romans 12:2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of "God. (KV)

What is acceptable to "God is not for us to dwell thins of the past, but rather to focus on the good things we have been blessed with. If you focus on the old hurtful memories you can't move forward, and if you don't move forward you won't grow to be the best flower in the garden.

We all have done things in our life time that we are no proud of; but here's the biggie if "God is not dwelling on it, why are we? "God is not throwing your past in your face! So don't let the master of deception deceive  you into thinking that "God is punishing you for past mistakes!

And that is the reason you have not been blessed with that promotion or house or what ever you ave been longing for. Its all a lie! "God is not keeping you from moving forward but rather the guilt that we feel is what keeps us from moving forward to claim  our reward.

Just like the peppers in my "Godfather's garden if you don't wash your hands after handling them you will get burned! Let go of the person you use to be; and start focusing on the person you want to be! Its ok to tiptoe through memory lane just as long as you don't stay in stinks ville! 

Memories of days' gone by longing for a simpler time; stopping along the way to smell the rose's; there is no better way to get to know the real you that lies underneath; just waiting to be let out. Reach for your golden sunbeam let the blue skies embrace you. See how much further you will climb once you let go of the stink weeds of the past!

Psalm 37:23  The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and He delighteth in his way.  (KV)


I am but a rose in "God's hands" I am a work in progress, we are working on me. Once I am done I will be a masterpiece,until then I will remain on "God's work bench...................................................................................................................






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