So now I have lost 33 of my goal of 50 pounds (it is amazing how I did not feel so overweight at the time except for my low energy). But even not at my goal weight, still 17 pounds left, 33 is a lot of weight. It is 3 sizes down. And all in a short amount of time, three months. And did you know that one person of many I see every week noticed at church and said “Looks like you’re losing weight.” And yesterday, a friend I hadn’t seen in a while gave me all kinds of encouragement. She was not a Christian, though I am praying for her and am working on that.
Thr point is, when did encouragement fall by a Christian’s wayside? Are we not in a body of Christ to edify Christ and encourage and strengthen each other? Why do we not do our jobs?
So, I started this encouragement agenda for myself. I would keep encouraging and do so even more openly. Not flattery, hate that, but a strengthening truth when it is due or needed. I will be the first around me to encourage believers. Maybe it will catch on and someone will get it and get out of their own selfishness. The church is not “What have you done for me lately?” The church should say, “What can I do for Jesus and encourage my brothers and sisters in Christ.” The real church loves people to Jesus and loves each other, including encouragement.❤
I tell you what. Losing 22 pounds the healthy way in just 2 months really dumps a ton of energy into your body. I am getting g things done and caught up that were so behind in my larger, unhealthy, still coming out of depression days. I hadn’t realized how much I had let go of, just not doing it, not paying attention. Since losing the weight and still working on losing more to get to a “normal” weight for my ridiculously short height, I am working on putting in the fence, catching up on yard maintenance, mowing, spring cleaning, reorganizing, rearranging the kids’ rooms to make more sense, reading, keeping up with cooking and cleaning, doing dishes, subbing the outdoor front patio, practicing my piano, catching up with old friends I love but have neglected, oh so many things! And I am not worn out, my back doesn’t hurt, my knees are fine, no pain anywhere, and I am looking for and finding things to do for fun and productivity. I love this. I am working for God and love the energy and help losing weight He is giving me. God is so very good and holds us well. ❤
The enemy, either within or without, whispers lies upon lies and pushes the notion into our heads that forgiveness hurts or is difficult while not forgiving is much more painful than that. Forgiving actually frees us. We are free when we forgive, especially when we forgive ourselves. How can this be? It is because forgiveness is a result of obedience to God and a full disclosure of truth (also God) and both of these set us free and heal completely. We are not animals that need to be punished, we are precious children of God 2ho need to forgive and be forgiven. Sin has its own consequences and repentance after forgiveness is the key to God’s sin eraser in thr heavenly realm. Consequences of sin need not imprison any of us, regardless of what we have done and truth/confession and forgiveness/repentance are they key to that. True confession and obedient forgiveness and repentance are not suggestions but requirements for grace of eternal forgiveness from God. He knows this will heal us and He really wants us all healthy and in relationship with Himself because He loves us so much. Give it up and let it go. It is time. ❤
There was a time I was seriously considering separation. It was because I was raw with depression from the death of my daddy and two close friends. And my husband was being terribly unkind to my son. I did not have the cognitive wherewithal to deal with this predicament and I almost separated for the sake of what was left of my sanity and my son’s mental and emotional health. And that was years ago but I had enough grace from God to stay and wisdom and energy as a gift from God enough to have some pretty heavy but gentle conversations. And I can tell you today, years later, that I am so very glad God intervened and we stuck it out. Now, my husband is good and even supportive of my son and my depression has subsided and we are a healthy family and team again. And I wanted to share this story with you so you know that prayer works and God heals and works in our lives out of love. And also wanted to remind you that God designed the family and supports His design and hates disunity and loves healing. So do not give up. Never give up. Pray and talk it out and work on it. There is always hope and healing. God is active in healing marriages, and all it takes is prayer and some humility. ❤
Much recent contemplations and reading and closeness with Jesus and His lead and persuasion in my life has gotten me to a point of change and acceptance. Some very profound and inspiring and educationally wise truth has now been accepted by my brain. Took 44 years to get here (I used to believe I was fast and smart Lol.) Some people get this lesson intrinsically or easily or much faster, but we all have our own strengths and weaknesses and I firmly believe this one is harder to overcome when well-modelled and very wounded. Well, here is this truth… I am responsible for every word, decision, action and lack thereof I have ever made. I am responsible for me. Not only that, but as a wife, I am responsible to be a good wife (whether it is reciprocated or not); as a parent, I am responsible for being a good parent and teaching my children to be godly, useful and moral adults and parents; as a doctor, I am responsible for my patient’s care; as a Christian, I am responsible to represent Jesus to the world; and so on. And we all are responsible for ourselves and our roles we serve. That is how it is. As soon as we assign blame for inadequacies, even if legitimate, we devalue our growth and development and miss out on our full capacity. How freeing is this truth! How powerful it is for I own it. And sobering. Because of course, I/we need God’s help in all of it, so bonus that we draw closer to Him in the process! I just wanted to share that. ❤
It sure seems like I just finished a healing journey, where I was bound in some way by lies, emotional wounds, grief, anger, mental pain, so many distractions and things and my own pride and desires had kept me not quite healed up. And today I woke up a little less groggy than usual (not being a morning person) and realized I am completely free, completely healed. I am healed by God. I thought I had been but healing my body was the final healing. I had give God every part of me to heal, forgive, be in charge of, and love. Except my body. I had kept that for myself. Now I have obeyed with my body also and put it under God’s will and God is everything now. This is beautiful! This is true freedom and true peace and joy. It is a place of truth and closeness to Jesus. I am so happy and much more than that, I have peace. My mind is calm, and those who know me get the significance of that. It frees me to love. I am not constantly rolling, I can chill with clarity and peace. My joy is back. One piece of the puzzle can matter so much! Give Him every aspect of you for health and healing and He will bless you beautifully!!😄❤
Our rose bush and periwinkles were at death’s door. I heard a gardener speak of Epsom salt, so I added about a cup to each dying, spindly plant, along with coffee grounds, ground up egg shells and 10-10-6 fertilizer. And here is about 2 weeks later. From one rose and one flower at the end of long legs we get this. And this is proof that grass grows greener where it is cared for. Never give up. And I of course mean this for every aspect of life and not just plants. They are nice and beautiful but so can be your relationships, your walk with God, your music, your work, your hobbies, whatever. Do your best and allow time to do the rest. Do not give up ever!❤