While I was in the hospital which would be for the last time (I had already been in several through out the years, at least nine times) I was beginning to wonder if I was ever going to get well and have any kind of a normal life. I also was wondering if mental hospitals were always going to be in the cards for me. That was not a bright future to contemplate on any level. I had seen a lot of terrifying and sad things in these hospitals in all my stays and I had already figured out what I did not want for my life.
As I lay in my bed I cried out yet again to the Lord and pleaded with Him to please show me a way out, to please give me some kind of hope for healing.
I think it was a day or so later a minister came to the unit to visit someone else there and for some reason he started talking to me. He was a nice man and had a very gentle caring nature about him. I sensed right away that he was not the typical preacher type because in all of my stays I had never seen any ministers come to the psyche wards. It was like we were off limits to the clergy. Give them a dying cancer patient anytime, just not a psyche ward patient.
Anyway this man sat down with me and even though I do not remember our conversation anymore I do remember his compassion and his caring nature. He came the next night as well and even brought me a new bible. He prayed with me in a way that made me feel as if he really had a connection with the Father and I felt a peace inside like I had not had in a very long time. For the first time I really believed that I would get better and heal. I had hope and hope was something I desperately needed.
I left the hospital soon after that and somehow I knew that I would never have to go back into one. I knew I had a long way to go in my healing, but I knew in my heart that something very profound had happened inside of me.
I did find a new therapist for a short time named Helen, and she was a very sweet person and I saw her for several months but gradually I stopped for one reason or another and then she got sick with Breast Cancer and had a huge battle of her own to deal with.
But I somehow knew that a therapist was not what I needed anymore, that somehow I was going to have to find the strength I needed inside of me and through my faith in the Lord to make this journey.
I could sense in myself a merging of sorts with a lot of my fractured parts but with that came a whole new set of problems to deal with. Not necessarily in a real bad way but problems in the sense of learning all over again how to do a lot of things my others parts did on their own. I had to learn how to be a whole person with a few parts instead of a fractured person with no wholeness. I do not know if any of that makes a lot of sense but that is the way it is when a multiple starts to heal.
I was also not processing my memories that same way I had been either. I noticed as I was healing that when I had a flashback or whatever I was not reacting in the shell shocked hit the deck kind of way I had been in the beginning. I was actually able to work through my memories in a better way with out falling apart and not being able to function for days on end. I could cry and still go on and do what I needed to do in my everyday life. I am not saying I did not still have an occasional meltdown, because I did, but they were getting fewer and fewer and farther in between.
I did sense that something new was coming to the front however, some kind of new memories that I was not so sure what to do about. These memories were very slow in coming and were often like flashes…. Then I would go into kind of a quiet period where I wondered if my alters had completely left me alone and if I had done all I was going to do and came as far as I could in my healing. I guess you could say it was kind of a remission period. In retrospect I think it was my minds way of calming itself and healing on a whole other level before it opened up for more traumatic memories. This went on for several months, however it was kind of frustrating as I often felt alone and unsure of myself and I still had a sense that something was not done in me yet. I started sensing a whole other level inside of me at the end of this period as well and I was not real sure what to do with that.
I taught myself how to use the computer during this time and got on the Internet looking for answers and maybe others out there who had been in the place I was in. Not an easy thing to do but I did manage to find a survivors forum and such and even though I enjoyed the posting with other multiples I was not finding out what I needed to know.
I started having a lot of memories in the next stage of weird things, such as things being done to me at Oral Roberts University, Roy Clark’s ranch and such but I could not understand it all. I could not understand why I was having such reaction to anything on TV dealing with the charismatic movement and all of that stuff either. I was also being drawn to ritualistic stuff in an odd way. I went to a few different churches in my town looking for rituals; I even contemplated converting to Judaism for a short time as the rituals attracted me. It was like I was craving some kind of ritual and I could not make any sense out of it. I finally settled for a church nearby as they had enough of a Sunday ritual to satisfy whatever was going on inside of me. I was not going for the Lord and I knew it, I was going for the ritual but I figured if I gave into this maybe something would click and I would remember what it was that was pushing me so hard. Besides I do not think I could have not gone at that point even if I had tried as the compulsion was that strong with in me.
I was still dealing with depressions and mood swings but the thing was I was dealing with them and not letting them deal with me. I think that is an important thing to know in the healing process and that is how even though you have to deal with depressions, memories and such the further you go on in the healing process the better you get at handling them. You start to realize that you will get through that depression and you will go on and you will overcome and you will keep on, keeping on. I felt strength inside of me growing, in knowing that.
I started taking care of my friend Brenda during this time as well and by taking care of her physical needs I learned a lot about compassion and gentleness. She taught me more and gave me more, by taking care of her then I could have ever done for her. I will always be grateful for the time I had taking care of Brenda. Through her I was able to forget my own self and reach out and be there for someone else. She had to trust me in ways no other adult had ever trusted me and I felt a new sense of who I was and who I wanted to be through that experience. I found something in me I did not know was even there and for the first time in my life I liked the person inside of me. I realized I was not all of the horrible things I had always been told I was. I could be a friend. I really did not know that before Brenda.
There were so many new things for me to learn and I was constantly amazed as well as at times overwhelmed by all of these discoveries and insights.
Cont…..
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Continuing on.....
I think I will continue on from where I left off a few weeks ago about getting off psyche drugs and de-toxing etc.
After I got clean from all the psyche drugs I had to learn how to deal with my memories and flashbacks on my own without numbing myself. That in itself was a very good thing for me as it was a whole new level of healing in that I was learning how to feel and not totally have a melt down. Not that I did not have a few meltdowns in the process.
Tim started a business of his own during that time and I was his chief secretary and book keeper etc. I taught myself a lot of new skills and I also had a lot of time to paint and work on my art. That was a great therapy for me as well.
I was having a lot of body memories then and I think my artwork helped me deal with a lot of things I did not understand. I had not used a computer up to that point and so I had never been on the net and I had no idea or memories of ORU, Mengele , Monarch etc. Most of the memories I was dealing with were choppy and confusing as I had no reference point to make any kind of sense out of them.
For a few months I went to a regular counselor but she did not really know anything about MPD/DID and satanic ritual abuse however, I do not think my time with her was wasted. She has been abducted off and on her whole life by ‘grays’ and she also had a lot of experiments done on her; She had even had a baby taken from her after being impregnated by ‘them’. She told me she had an implant behind her ear as well. I really liked this woman and I believed her then and I believe her now. I think she was relived to have someone believe and not think she was crazy. Anyway that is when I started making a few connections to the ‘alien abductions abuse’ and ‘satanic ritual abuse’. There were a lot of similarities in the things done to the victims. I saw that right away in the way they hurt people and have no compassion or regard for feelings or humanity. Also a lot of the procedures are alike in the medical things they do to people and genetic experiments and taking babies and all of that stuff.
I know I was taken to some underground bases and had things done to me but I do not have enough memories to really talk much about it or say exactly where I was taken. I have a vague sense of being exposed a little to grays, and reptilians but like I said not enough memories to really say much about it. Maybe those memories will surface later but I am content to leave them be. If the Lord sees fit for me to remember I will but until then I do not push memories.
Anyway I went to her for a few months but I think it was more for her then me other then getting the information from her and making connections.
My oldest daughter started going through a horrible divorce during this time and well that played out in Tulsa Ok. What a nightmare that turned out to be as it was right in the lions den. Things got so desperate that I even worked up the nerve and went to my dad who lives by Tulsa and after many years of not talking to him asked him if he would pull some strings with his Masonic buddies to help his grand daughter and her boys. Well if you have not guessed he did not help and she lost her boys anyway, however, seeing my dad after so many years was actually a good thing for me. He was an old man and I needed to see him that way. I also saw that he could not hurt me anymore and I needed to see that as well, as his power over me was not there anymore. I realized how sad a man he was as he wasted his whole life for nothing. The big giant monster I saw in my head was no longer there, only an old pathetic, lonely man with nothing for all he gave up to ‘them’. I could forgive him but I knew that I would never have anything else to do with him after that. I was not looking for a relationship or a dad; I was only looking for help for my daughter and grand kids. He could not do that for them and I knew enough to know that he still was not safe for me to be around or trust.
I was probably wrong for going to my dad in the first place but I was desperate, however I learned a good lesson, never go to the enemy for anything no matter what reason, go to the Lord and trust Him in all things and trust Him only.
After my daughter lost her boys we lost our business as we had taken so much out of it to help her and seeing her go through so much and Tim lose his dream, well I kind of had a melt down and ended up in the hospital, but it was for the last time and God sent someone to minister to me in a special way. I think that was a big leap in my healing.
I will continue with this in my next posting.
After I got clean from all the psyche drugs I had to learn how to deal with my memories and flashbacks on my own without numbing myself. That in itself was a very good thing for me as it was a whole new level of healing in that I was learning how to feel and not totally have a melt down. Not that I did not have a few meltdowns in the process.
Tim started a business of his own during that time and I was his chief secretary and book keeper etc. I taught myself a lot of new skills and I also had a lot of time to paint and work on my art. That was a great therapy for me as well.
I was having a lot of body memories then and I think my artwork helped me deal with a lot of things I did not understand. I had not used a computer up to that point and so I had never been on the net and I had no idea or memories of ORU, Mengele , Monarch etc. Most of the memories I was dealing with were choppy and confusing as I had no reference point to make any kind of sense out of them.
For a few months I went to a regular counselor but she did not really know anything about MPD/DID and satanic ritual abuse however, I do not think my time with her was wasted. She has been abducted off and on her whole life by ‘grays’ and she also had a lot of experiments done on her; She had even had a baby taken from her after being impregnated by ‘them’. She told me she had an implant behind her ear as well. I really liked this woman and I believed her then and I believe her now. I think she was relived to have someone believe and not think she was crazy. Anyway that is when I started making a few connections to the ‘alien abductions abuse’ and ‘satanic ritual abuse’. There were a lot of similarities in the things done to the victims. I saw that right away in the way they hurt people and have no compassion or regard for feelings or humanity. Also a lot of the procedures are alike in the medical things they do to people and genetic experiments and taking babies and all of that stuff.
I know I was taken to some underground bases and had things done to me but I do not have enough memories to really talk much about it or say exactly where I was taken. I have a vague sense of being exposed a little to grays, and reptilians but like I said not enough memories to really say much about it. Maybe those memories will surface later but I am content to leave them be. If the Lord sees fit for me to remember I will but until then I do not push memories.
Anyway I went to her for a few months but I think it was more for her then me other then getting the information from her and making connections.
My oldest daughter started going through a horrible divorce during this time and well that played out in Tulsa Ok. What a nightmare that turned out to be as it was right in the lions den. Things got so desperate that I even worked up the nerve and went to my dad who lives by Tulsa and after many years of not talking to him asked him if he would pull some strings with his Masonic buddies to help his grand daughter and her boys. Well if you have not guessed he did not help and she lost her boys anyway, however, seeing my dad after so many years was actually a good thing for me. He was an old man and I needed to see him that way. I also saw that he could not hurt me anymore and I needed to see that as well, as his power over me was not there anymore. I realized how sad a man he was as he wasted his whole life for nothing. The big giant monster I saw in my head was no longer there, only an old pathetic, lonely man with nothing for all he gave up to ‘them’. I could forgive him but I knew that I would never have anything else to do with him after that. I was not looking for a relationship or a dad; I was only looking for help for my daughter and grand kids. He could not do that for them and I knew enough to know that he still was not safe for me to be around or trust.
I was probably wrong for going to my dad in the first place but I was desperate, however I learned a good lesson, never go to the enemy for anything no matter what reason, go to the Lord and trust Him in all things and trust Him only.
After my daughter lost her boys we lost our business as we had taken so much out of it to help her and seeing her go through so much and Tim lose his dream, well I kind of had a melt down and ended up in the hospital, but it was for the last time and God sent someone to minister to me in a special way. I think that was a big leap in my healing.
I will continue with this in my next posting.
Continuing on.....
I think I will continue on from where I left off a few weeks ago about getting off psyche drugs and de-toxing etc.
After I got clean from all the psyche drugs I had to learn how to deal with my memories and flashbacks on my own without numbing myself. That in itself was a very good thing for me as it was a whole new level of healing in that I was learning how to feel and not totally have a melt down. Not that I did not have a few meltdowns in the process.
Tim started a business of his own during that time and I was his chief secretary and book keeper etc. I taught myself a lot of new skills and I also had a lot of time to paint and work on my art. That was a great therapy for me as well.
I was having a lot of body memories then and I think my artwork helped me deal with a lot of things I did not understand. I had not used a computer up to that point and so I had never been on the net and I had no idea or memories of ORU, Mengele , Monarch etc. Most of the memories I was dealing with were choppy and confusing as I had no reference point to make any kind of sense out of them.
For a few months I went to a regular counselor but she did not really know anything about MPD/DID and satanic ritual abuse however, I do not think my time with her was wasted. She has been abducted off and on her whole life by ‘grays’ and she also had a lot of experiments done on her; She had even had a baby taken from her after being impregnated by ‘them’. She told me she had an implant behind her ear as well. I really liked this woman and I believed her then and I believe her now. I think she was relived to have someone believe and not think she was crazy. Anyway that is when I started making a few connections to the ‘alien abductions abuse’ and ‘satanic ritual abuse’. There were a lot of similarities in the things done to the victims. I saw that right away in the way they hurt people and have no compassion or regard for feelings or humanity. Also a lot of the procedures are alike in the medical things they do to people and genetic experiments and taking babies and all of that stuff.
I know I was taken to some underground bases and had things done to me but I do not have enough memories to really talk much about it or say exactly where I was taken. I have a vague sense of being exposed a little to grays, and reptilians but like I said not enough memories to really say much about it. Maybe those memories will surface later but I am content to leave them be. If the Lord sees fit for me to remember I will but until then I do not push memories.
Anyway I went to her for a few months but I think it was more for her then me other then getting the information from her and making connections.
My oldest daughter started going through a horrible divorce during this time and well that played out in Tulsa Ok. What a nightmare that turned out to be as it was right in the lions den. Things got so desperate that I even worked up the nerve and went to my dad who lives by Tulsa and after many years of not talking to him asked him if he would pull some strings with his Masonic buddies to help his grand daughter and her boys. Well if you have not guessed he did not help and she lost her boys anyway, however, seeing my dad after so many years was actually a good thing for me. He was an old man and I needed to see him that way. I also saw that he could not hurt me anymore and I needed to see that as well, as his power over me was not there anymore. I realized how sad a man he was as he wasted his whole life for nothing. The big giant monster I saw in my head was no longer there, only an old pathetic, lonely man with nothing for all he gave up to ‘them’. I could forgive him but I knew that I would never have anything else to do with him after that. I was not looking for a relationship or a dad; I was only looking for help for my daughter and grand kids. He could not do that for them and I knew enough to know that he still was not safe for me to be around or trust.
I was probably wrong for going to my dad in the first place but I was desperate, however I learned a good lesson, never go to the enemy for anything no matter what reason, go to the Lord and trust Him in all things and trust Him only.
After my daughter lost her boys we lost our business as we had taken so much out of it to help her and seeing her go through so much and Tim lose his dream, well I kind of had a melt down and ended up in the hospital, but it was for the last time and God sent someone to minister to me in a special way. I think that was a big leap in my healing.
I will continue with this in my next posting.
After I got clean from all the psyche drugs I had to learn how to deal with my memories and flashbacks on my own without numbing myself. That in itself was a very good thing for me as it was a whole new level of healing in that I was learning how to feel and not totally have a melt down. Not that I did not have a few meltdowns in the process.
Tim started a business of his own during that time and I was his chief secretary and book keeper etc. I taught myself a lot of new skills and I also had a lot of time to paint and work on my art. That was a great therapy for me as well.
I was having a lot of body memories then and I think my artwork helped me deal with a lot of things I did not understand. I had not used a computer up to that point and so I had never been on the net and I had no idea or memories of ORU, Mengele , Monarch etc. Most of the memories I was dealing with were choppy and confusing as I had no reference point to make any kind of sense out of them.
For a few months I went to a regular counselor but she did not really know anything about MPD/DID and satanic ritual abuse however, I do not think my time with her was wasted. She has been abducted off and on her whole life by ‘grays’ and she also had a lot of experiments done on her; She had even had a baby taken from her after being impregnated by ‘them’. She told me she had an implant behind her ear as well. I really liked this woman and I believed her then and I believe her now. I think she was relived to have someone believe and not think she was crazy. Anyway that is when I started making a few connections to the ‘alien abductions abuse’ and ‘satanic ritual abuse’. There were a lot of similarities in the things done to the victims. I saw that right away in the way they hurt people and have no compassion or regard for feelings or humanity. Also a lot of the procedures are alike in the medical things they do to people and genetic experiments and taking babies and all of that stuff.
I know I was taken to some underground bases and had things done to me but I do not have enough memories to really talk much about it or say exactly where I was taken. I have a vague sense of being exposed a little to grays, and reptilians but like I said not enough memories to really say much about it. Maybe those memories will surface later but I am content to leave them be. If the Lord sees fit for me to remember I will but until then I do not push memories.
Anyway I went to her for a few months but I think it was more for her then me other then getting the information from her and making connections.
My oldest daughter started going through a horrible divorce during this time and well that played out in Tulsa Ok. What a nightmare that turned out to be as it was right in the lions den. Things got so desperate that I even worked up the nerve and went to my dad who lives by Tulsa and after many years of not talking to him asked him if he would pull some strings with his Masonic buddies to help his grand daughter and her boys. Well if you have not guessed he did not help and she lost her boys anyway, however, seeing my dad after so many years was actually a good thing for me. He was an old man and I needed to see him that way. I also saw that he could not hurt me anymore and I needed to see that as well, as his power over me was not there anymore. I realized how sad a man he was as he wasted his whole life for nothing. The big giant monster I saw in my head was no longer there, only an old pathetic, lonely man with nothing for all he gave up to ‘them’. I could forgive him but I knew that I would never have anything else to do with him after that. I was not looking for a relationship or a dad; I was only looking for help for my daughter and grand kids. He could not do that for them and I knew enough to know that he still was not safe for me to be around or trust.
I was probably wrong for going to my dad in the first place but I was desperate, however I learned a good lesson, never go to the enemy for anything no matter what reason, go to the Lord and trust Him in all things and trust Him only.
After my daughter lost her boys we lost our business as we had taken so much out of it to help her and seeing her go through so much and Tim lose his dream, well I kind of had a melt down and ended up in the hospital, but it was for the last time and God sent someone to minister to me in a special way. I think that was a big leap in my healing.
I will continue with this in my next posting.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Finding Inspiration...... : )
This is my first post for the New Year and I thought it should be something profound however, I can not think of a thing that even remotely sounds profound.
As I lay awake in the early hours I thought I might get inspired and I prayed about that inspiration to come but alas, here I am and no profound inspirations.
I suppose you all want me to go on with my story and I will and I am as the rest of my story is about healing and getting whole and that is still an ongoing story. I suppose it will continue to be until I am called home to be with my Lord.
But while I am here I want so badly to help whomever I can on their journey to wellness and wholeness and to have a life filled with faith and hope. That is all I want to do with the rest of my life here on planet earth.
I had a precious house guest over Christmas, her name is Lara and she has a link on my site to her blog. She is Cherokee hippie. Anyway, Lara taught me a lot about what I want to be more like. She has a gift of praise and joy in the Lord that was amazing to me. Lara I hope you do not mind me writing about you, but you are an inspiration and since I am looking for inspiration today you came to mind.
Anyway, Lara has a beautiful singing voice and when she sings I swear angels must stop and listen. She knows several Hebrew songs as she has spent time in Israel and acquired some knowledge of the language and music, customs etc. The thing is when she is happy or grateful or whatever, she just breaks out in song to the Lord with these beautiful Hebrew songs. It is amazing and it is also inspiring to see such spontaneity in the spirit. I have always had a hard time just singing and praising the Lord, not that I do not like too, or that I never do, however, I have been so turned of by all the fake stuff I endured in the churches through out my life I have a hard time being any kind of spontaneous and for sure I am always feeling limited in my worship because the old tapes of religion are running in my brain.
I remember how fake I always felt in church when they had their praise and worship services. I mean it was all so controlled and programmed and if you did not sing or raise your hands during that time you were looked at like an atheist almost. How can anyone feel free with that kind of pressure? And since most of the churches I attended were run by ‘them’ well, I never felt free to praise and worship as I always felt like I was praising and worshiping the wrong God. But I did not realize how much this had affected me until Lara came and showed me her free spirit. Wow, what a neat thing to behold, she is amazing. That is when I realized how I was so limited and how I do not want to be.
Hey that just gave me another New Years resolution….. To sing unto the Lord everyday freely….
Lara also knows how to do this neat kind of Hebrew dance that I want to learn. I was kind of bashful to ask her to show me when she was here but I did ask her before she left if I might come and visit her in the spring and get her to teach me. Of course she said yes, as she is a Lamb.
So while this post is not long or profound, I think I found some inspiration after all in Lara. Thanks Lara you are a lamb and a precious sister to me. I love you my sister in the Lord…..
As I lay awake in the early hours I thought I might get inspired and I prayed about that inspiration to come but alas, here I am and no profound inspirations.
I suppose you all want me to go on with my story and I will and I am as the rest of my story is about healing and getting whole and that is still an ongoing story. I suppose it will continue to be until I am called home to be with my Lord.
But while I am here I want so badly to help whomever I can on their journey to wellness and wholeness and to have a life filled with faith and hope. That is all I want to do with the rest of my life here on planet earth.
I had a precious house guest over Christmas, her name is Lara and she has a link on my site to her blog. She is Cherokee hippie. Anyway, Lara taught me a lot about what I want to be more like. She has a gift of praise and joy in the Lord that was amazing to me. Lara I hope you do not mind me writing about you, but you are an inspiration and since I am looking for inspiration today you came to mind.
Anyway, Lara has a beautiful singing voice and when she sings I swear angels must stop and listen. She knows several Hebrew songs as she has spent time in Israel and acquired some knowledge of the language and music, customs etc. The thing is when she is happy or grateful or whatever, she just breaks out in song to the Lord with these beautiful Hebrew songs. It is amazing and it is also inspiring to see such spontaneity in the spirit. I have always had a hard time just singing and praising the Lord, not that I do not like too, or that I never do, however, I have been so turned of by all the fake stuff I endured in the churches through out my life I have a hard time being any kind of spontaneous and for sure I am always feeling limited in my worship because the old tapes of religion are running in my brain.
I remember how fake I always felt in church when they had their praise and worship services. I mean it was all so controlled and programmed and if you did not sing or raise your hands during that time you were looked at like an atheist almost. How can anyone feel free with that kind of pressure? And since most of the churches I attended were run by ‘them’ well, I never felt free to praise and worship as I always felt like I was praising and worshiping the wrong God. But I did not realize how much this had affected me until Lara came and showed me her free spirit. Wow, what a neat thing to behold, she is amazing. That is when I realized how I was so limited and how I do not want to be.
Hey that just gave me another New Years resolution….. To sing unto the Lord everyday freely….
Lara also knows how to do this neat kind of Hebrew dance that I want to learn. I was kind of bashful to ask her to show me when she was here but I did ask her before she left if I might come and visit her in the spring and get her to teach me. Of course she said yes, as she is a Lamb.
So while this post is not long or profound, I think I found some inspiration after all in Lara. Thanks Lara you are a lamb and a precious sister to me. I love you my sister in the Lord…..
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Here is the Deal.....
OK so here’s the deal…. It is the beginning of a new year and as most people see it a time to maybe make a new beginning. So, with that in mind I have been thinking about how I can maybe work on some things in my life in this next New Year. With that in mind I thought maybe I would share some of the things I have come up with for my life and maybe it will give you all some ideas as well.
Since most people tend to think of things like losing weight, more exercise, career goals and such as worthy New Years resolutions, I on the other hand think different. Not that those are bad ideas but they tend to be totally self motivated and do not really effect anyone but ones self.
I wanted this year to be much different.
I have been thinking about the things in my life that effect other people and how those things might make a little difference for the good or positive.
So here goes….. Oh, and by the way you all out there are encouraged to add to my list, I am always open for new ideas.
1.Smile more….. When I am in public, when I am with my family and even when I look in the mirror.
2.Say something nice everyday to someone, be it a stranger, family member or even myself if I do not see anyone else.
3.Send at least one card or note a month, more often if I can, to someone, anyone with a message of encouragement and prayer.
4.Make something special for at least one person this year. More if I can but at least do it for one other person, to show them how special they are and that they are thought of and loved.
5.Praise God the Creator everyday for something, be it a blue sky, a soft kitty, a Child's smile, or the strength to do the first 4 things on my list…..whatever, just learn how to praise Him more and be more Thankful.
6.Say a prayer for a stranger everyday, maybe someone in a magazine or news paper or someone I run into at the store doesn’t matter who, just whoever is brought before me.
OK, so this is my start…. Like I said before I welcome any additions so please feel free to write me with other ideas.
I pray this gives you all out there something to think about and something to look forward too in this coming new year. I also pray that the Lord Blesses each and every one of you, gives you eyes to see and ears to hear His truth and a heart to love.
God Bless and Happy New Year….
Love & Prayers
Judy
Since most people tend to think of things like losing weight, more exercise, career goals and such as worthy New Years resolutions, I on the other hand think different. Not that those are bad ideas but they tend to be totally self motivated and do not really effect anyone but ones self.
I wanted this year to be much different.
I have been thinking about the things in my life that effect other people and how those things might make a little difference for the good or positive.
So here goes….. Oh, and by the way you all out there are encouraged to add to my list, I am always open for new ideas.
1.Smile more….. When I am in public, when I am with my family and even when I look in the mirror.
2.Say something nice everyday to someone, be it a stranger, family member or even myself if I do not see anyone else.
3.Send at least one card or note a month, more often if I can, to someone, anyone with a message of encouragement and prayer.
4.Make something special for at least one person this year. More if I can but at least do it for one other person, to show them how special they are and that they are thought of and loved.
5.Praise God the Creator everyday for something, be it a blue sky, a soft kitty, a Child's smile, or the strength to do the first 4 things on my list…..whatever, just learn how to praise Him more and be more Thankful.
6.Say a prayer for a stranger everyday, maybe someone in a magazine or news paper or someone I run into at the store doesn’t matter who, just whoever is brought before me.
OK, so this is my start…. Like I said before I welcome any additions so please feel free to write me with other ideas.
I pray this gives you all out there something to think about and something to look forward too in this coming new year. I also pray that the Lord Blesses each and every one of you, gives you eyes to see and ears to hear His truth and a heart to love.
God Bless and Happy New Year….
Love & Prayers
Judy
Here is the Deal.....
OK so here’s the deal…. It is the beginning of a new year and as most people see it a time to maybe make a new beginning. So, with that in mind I have been thinking about how I can maybe work on some things in my life in this next New Year. With that in mind I thought maybe I would share some of the things I have come up with for my life and maybe it will give you all some ideas as well.
Since most people tend to think of things like losing weight, more exercise, career goals and such as worthy New Years resolutions, I on the other hand think different. Not that those are bad ideas but they tend to be totally self motivated and do not really effect anyone but ones self.
I wanted this year to be much different.
I have been thinking about the things in my life that effect other people and how those things might make a little difference for the good or positive.
So here goes….. Oh, and by the way you all out there are encouraged to add to my list, I am always open for new ideas.
Smile more….. When I am in public, when I am with my family and even when I look in the mirror.
Say something nice everyday to someone, be it a stranger, family member or even myself if I do not see anyone else.
Send at least one card or note a month, more often if I can, to someone, anyone with a message of encouragement and prayer.
Make something special for at least one person this year. More if I can but at least do it for one other person, to show them how special they are and that they are thought of and loved.
Praise God the Creator everyday for something, be it a blue sky, a soft kitty, a Child's smile, or the strength to do the first 4 things on my list…..whatever, just learn how to praise Him more and be more Thankful.
Say a prayer for a stranger everyday, maybe someone in a magazine or news paper or someone I run into at the store doesn’t matter who, just whoever is brought before me.
OK, so this is my start…. Like I said before I welcome any additions so please feel free to write me with other ideas.
I pray this gives you all out there something to think about and something to look forward too in this coming new year. I also pray that the Lord Blesses each and every one of you, gives you eyes to see and ears to hear His truth and a heart to love.
God Bless and Happy New Year….
Love & Prayers
Judy
Since most people tend to think of things like losing weight, more exercise, career goals and such as worthy New Years resolutions, I on the other hand think different. Not that those are bad ideas but they tend to be totally self motivated and do not really effect anyone but ones self.
I wanted this year to be much different.
I have been thinking about the things in my life that effect other people and how those things might make a little difference for the good or positive.
So here goes….. Oh, and by the way you all out there are encouraged to add to my list, I am always open for new ideas.
Smile more….. When I am in public, when I am with my family and even when I look in the mirror.
Say something nice everyday to someone, be it a stranger, family member or even myself if I do not see anyone else.
Send at least one card or note a month, more often if I can, to someone, anyone with a message of encouragement and prayer.
Make something special for at least one person this year. More if I can but at least do it for one other person, to show them how special they are and that they are thought of and loved.
Praise God the Creator everyday for something, be it a blue sky, a soft kitty, a Child's smile, or the strength to do the first 4 things on my list…..whatever, just learn how to praise Him more and be more Thankful.
Say a prayer for a stranger everyday, maybe someone in a magazine or news paper or someone I run into at the store doesn’t matter who, just whoever is brought before me.
OK, so this is my start…. Like I said before I welcome any additions so please feel free to write me with other ideas.
I pray this gives you all out there something to think about and something to look forward too in this coming new year. I also pray that the Lord Blesses each and every one of you, gives you eyes to see and ears to hear His truth and a heart to love.
God Bless and Happy New Year….
Love & Prayers
Judy
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