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Nice

I have a confession to make. I am not a nice person. If you currently or have ever lived with me, than you know this to be true. I can be cruel and unsympathetic at times. I can be snarky and jealous and haughty and judgmental and gluttonous and lazy. Not always, but at times. I sometimes succumb to white lies. (They don’t hurt anyone, right? Right???)

Now don’t get me wrong; I am a redeemed woman of God, forgiven by my baptism, my belief/faith in God, and by the fact that Christ’s blood covers my sin. (Thank you, Lord, for building my faith as I pray for more of it!)

Martin Luther once said, “Sin boldly.” At times I have bent his meaning to suit my needs. I believe he meant to live our lives and not walk in fear of condemnation. We will sin, and through confession God will forgive. Praise the Lord!¬† I, however, have taken that grace for granted. How bad can it really be? Hmm? It’s just a white lie. One more (or ten more) chocolate(s) won’t hurt. Forgive me, Lord, but she really is a nasty piece of work.

I am not a nice person, and yet God loves me unconditionally. I am so grateful!

I know some people who appear to be truly nice. They always speak highly of others. They do charity work. They brighten up a room just by walking into it. They just seem to care about everyone. I hope I can be like that someday. God is still working on me, and I am content for him to do so.

Today I pray that all is well with you, dear readers. If you have troubles, then I pray that God will walk with you through them. If all is well, then I pray that you take some time to thank him.

God is good all the time! Meet you at the Kingdom.

Donna

PS: Hi to my cousin Val. It’s so nice to be back in touch after all this time.

PPS: I still miss Becky, a truly good person. xxoo

PPSS: I’m wearing my Mickey Mouse shirt today. It has a shadow image of him, and inside the image the castle from Walt Disney World shows through. It makes me smile. ūüôā

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Retirement Joy

Day 291 in making life changes to be healthier in mind, body and spirit when I meet up with Mickey Mouse at Magic Kingdom

Today’s plan was to submit my letter of retirement at work. ¬†I am retiring from my job as secretary at St. James Lutheran Church. ¬†Here is part of my retirement letter:

As you may know, I have recently been through a bout of cancer. In the process of being diagnosed and treated, it was found that I have several other health issues. These issues make it impossible to perform my job in a timely and efficient manner. So it is with some regret, but with more hope for the future, that I wish to retire from my position as Church Secretary as of December 31, 2015. I turn 60 in December, and I wish to spend my ‚Äúgolden years‚ÄĚ writing and pursuing opportunities to volunteer as I am led.

Wow! ¬†This is huge! ¬†I believe with all my heart that this is the Lord’s leading. ¬†I feel such a peace about it. ¬†It’s nerve-wracking because our health insurance is through the church, but I will pursue our options and keep praying about it. ¬†I never¬†suspected when I became a card-carrying Democrat supporting Obamacare, that I might soon be using it. ūüôā ¬†I sure am glad it’s in place!

I so look forward to not having to drive to and from work in the snowy, icy winter weather.  AND I have three book ideas, that I am anxious to have the time to work on.  I am so excited about what God has in store for this next phase of my life!

Meet you at the Kingdom!

BTW: I have the most supportive husband!  He is my soul-mate, my best friend, my true love.  He is an amazing man of God, and I am so grateful for him!  Thank you, Jesus!

God Is Up In Here

Day 280 on my way to the House of Mouse

Today in my quest to be healthier when I meet up with Mickey, I will go in for my post-operative exam. ¬†I had hoped to be much farther down the line by now. ¬†I have had three post-operative set backs: 1) oozing/bleeding sores from the tape that was used, 2) exercised induced asthma (which, I have no idea if this is true, but I suspect is a product of the anesthetic + high tree and mold counts in our area) and 3) a raging urinary tract infection. ¬†A dear sister-friend pointed out to me that God wanted me to have this extended time to heal and to be ministered to. ¬†And when I cried as she chatted with me, she said, “Tears of joy are OK.” ¬†(Thank you, dear Shelly Holmstrom, for putting things into a right perspective!) ¬†I have cried a lot of tears of relief, joy, thankfulness and peace. ¬†And it is all balm to my soul. ¬†(But I just have to say to my ladies out there: isn’t it interesting that happy tears still looks like ugly crying face???)

And speaking of balm to my soul, at our church’s Cafe Chocolat¬†retreat, I was in a “Sweet Circle” with four other women. ¬†Some I knew quite well, others not so much. ¬†We were given a lot of time to share, laugh, cry and pray together. ¬†Definitely balm! One of the women in my group spoke about a book that she was using for daily devotions: “My Grandfather’s Blessings: Stories of Strength, Refuge and Belonging” by Rachel Naomi Remen. ¬†Here’s what Amazon says about it.

“In My Grandfather’s Blessings, Rachel Naomi Remen, a cancer physician and master storyteller, uses her luminous stories to remind us of the power of our kindness and the joy of being alive.

Dr. Remen’s grandfather, an orthodox rabbi and scholar of the Kabbalah, saw life as a web of connection and knew that everyone belonged to him, and that he belonged to everyone. He taught her that blessing one another is what fills our emptiness, heals our loneliness, and connects us more deeply to life.

Life has given us many more blessings than we have allowed ourselves to receive. My Grandfather’s Blessings is about how we can recognize and receive our blessings and bless the life in others. Serving others heals us. Through our service we will discover our own wholeness‚ÄĒand the way to restore hidden wholeness in the world.”

Thank you, Carol Bettendorf, for recommending this book and for sending me a copy of it! ¬†I has helped heal me; it has blessed me; it has been my “Balm in Gilead.” ¬†(Check out the words to that old, old, hymn…priceless! ¬†It is by Washington Glass, I think.) ¬†Here’s a sample: “There is balm in Gilead,¬†To make the wounded whole;¬†There’s power enough in heaven,¬†To cure a sin-sick soul.”

Dear Readers, this sin-sick soul is feeling bathed in love and light. ¬†I have been held up by a wall of prayer from those “angels” in my life, ¬†I have been ministered to by my loving husband (thank you, Lord, for Mike!), and I have been wrapped in the Holy Spirit and in the Savior’s promise to never leave or forsake me. ¬†This healing goes way deeper than my cuts and scars. ¬†This healing goes all the way to my soul and spirit. ¬†Thanks be to God!

Meet you at the Kingdom!