What is The Definition of Insanity?

Along Our Journey Through LIFE, certain things have happened creating conflict. 

It wasn't by choice. 

It wasn't once, here or there. 

It was numerous times. Time after time. I gave chances, second chances, third chances, to even a dozen chances or more, hoping and praying each time, this time it would be better. 

What is the definition of insanity?

How many times had Jesus done the same thing, over and over again. Is he expecting different results. Of course he is!

He forgives us, over and over again. He LOVES us, over and over again.

Does that make Him insane?

Then why would it make me insane? And you know what? After 70 X 7 times, I still give chances. I still forgive. I am NOT insane. I have FAITH!, HOPE! And most of all, I have LOVE and I am LOVED!

I have not been studying the Bible all my life. I may have turned my back on it for too many times. But He never gave up on me! Even at the lowest point, I reached for Him, only to walk away after He picked me up. He always knew I never went far, I believe He didn't let me. He knew! It was I who didn't, even when I thought I did.

All of that was preparing me for the now.














Best Answer:  In the early days of the renissance, many believed in trickery, magic, and the like. As of now with 7 (of which most people believe to be lucky), 3 was considered to be an extremely lucky number.

It's a biblical refrence to the Magi or the 3 wise men in the holy bible.

The Holy Spirit

Did this really just happen!

I was so elated and gasped in awe as those beautiful bright white wings rose and fell, as it's taking flight into a bright light that is indescribable! It wasn't blinding at all, but radiated with a sense of peace and calm upon my soul.

Was I visualizing something I remember as a child being taught about the Holy Spirit or was this actually a present dream?

Was it a dream?

I remember being startled by its presence!

Where did it come from?

Was it just sitting on a branch out my window, watching from the outside in, waiting for the perfect time to wrap its wings around me?

Journeying through our recent medical issues, hubby's as well, I have had some unbelievable dreams after my nightly prayers. Just the other morning upon waking, hubby began to describe his vision of us at an amusement park, and he couldn't find me. Oh, my goodness! I was having the same dream, but I couldn't find him, but in mine, it wasn't an amusement park, it was some kind of festival. Yet our search was the same.

I believe we all land here ever so often, applying whatever it is needed to rise through them. Having a loving God, watching over us day and night, comforts the soul and eases the fear of what we are facing, working through, and growing from.

What I had been questioning seemed to come to light that night.

Another prayer whispered from my heart, and as I heard the answer that seemed to echo like one heard on a mountaintop, I knew.

I can still hear the echoes in the silence...

When God empowered me to write my story, there was more to it than I realized. Reading similar stories along this journey, I learned I wasn't alone. Why is my story any different than theirs? I am no way a Beth Moore, or any other well-known bible study writer who survivor being guided to share their experience and how the love of God brought them through it. Nor do I feel like I fit into that world. And that is fine. God doesn't expect me to be a copy of someone else, He wants me in all my uniqueness, just like I am.

I've traveled this path of doubt many times throughout this journey.

But this time it was different.

This time, I have no doubt that creating this book brought with it the healing, the validation, and the growth, rebuilding so many roads that were finally mapped out, as he had intended. However, I believe I was focusing on the wrong thing and didn't notice what else he had been working on within me, until recently.

The Holy Spirit showed me the way. Now it's up to me to bring it to fruition.

Taking the year off

I might be a bit late in posting that I am taking the year off.

With the rollercoaster continuing, and with the addition of Covid19, writing of our journey just was not an option. Somewhere during this last year or so, I had a stroke, according to my MRI. My last MRI was taken in 2014 and was consistent with the previous result. The one that was done last September threw us a curveball.

Putting words together has been difficult to frustrating, so much that putting them into a post, I was deleting more then I was writing. 

I will be doing my 12th Annual Clickin Moms Photo Hunt and you can see them by clicking the Life-365 Days a Year link above, then click on Annual Summer Scavenger Hunt. 

See ya next year!

Five-Minute-Friday ~ Direction!

Hello, 2020! 

And hello again, Five-Minute-Friday writers! 

I missed sharing with you!

Last year, thankfully, ended with some much-needed direction. 

So, where was I, and what direction will 2020 have?

Since October, we have been on a roller coaster, which is why I haven't been posting. 

That doctor's appointment I had back when I wrote last, ended an eleven-year relationship with my primary doctor. Though devasting, a week later, with the results from all the tests and the Phoenix doctor's orders, I saw a new local doctor, and we created a plan to move forward with.

When God closes one door, He opens another! We must remain firm in our faith and let His plan take us through the things of this world. The first step was to get control of those panic and anxiety attacks while we navigate the journey ahead. I know that with Him, all will work out for His glory.

During the weeks ahead, my hope is to pick up where I left off and share how we got through some of those difficult times, to where we are now, and where all these paths will take us. 

2020 is going to be a remarkable year!

31-Days of Five-Minute Free Writes Challenge ~ Strong

The word prompt for day nineteen of the 31-Days of Five-Minute Free Writes is...Strong.

"GO..."

One thing about this our journey of ours, no matter where, no matter what, the one thing that keeps us strong is our faith.

It has been a very tough week trying to keep my head above all the nonsense thrown at me. 

But I did not break!

I might have shed some tears out of frustration, but I am not letting them disregard everything I have done to better my world. I am not a cookie-cutter, textbook kind of person. I believe I am a unique human being who didn't bury her head in the sand, or run in the other direction when things got tough. I prayed, and I listened. I heard, and I saw all that God wanted me to so I could move forward.

When my voice doesn't sound healthy or strong, it doesn't mean I am weak. Wait for me to catch my breath. When the tears begin because I am not being understood, don't expect me to continue talking with you. Can't they see it is difficult? 

"STOP!"

Unfortunately, that one appointment wiped out any thoughts that caused me not to finish my five-minute-write!

It's taken a few days to get back on the ground I once walked. One small link in my health team changed, and we might need to omit that which isn't as strong as the others. 

Forward I go, even though I am behind on my 31-Day Challenge, I did get my Five-Minutes completed.

For October, I'm participating in Kate's 31 Days of Five-Minute Free Writes. I will be sharing our journey through life, one day at a time using the prompts provided.

31-Days of Five-Minute Free Writes Challenge ~ Active

The word prompt for day eighteen of the 31-Days of Five-Minute Free Writes and Five-Minute-Friday...Active.

"GO..."

It's important to remain active even when you are going through things. 

Doctor appointments come and go, but life continues. Work and school schedules, writing, housework, to even working outside in the yard, are regular things that fill my days. 

In between my appointments this week, the grandson and I had the opportunity to watch the "Big Boy" 4014 leave the station early Wednesday morning. We got there just as the sun rose above the train. We waited as the crew prepared for departure. I couldn't wait to see the steam rise, and the grandson was excited to hear the whistle blow that they were ready to pull out. It would take another 15 minutes before it would leave the station, so we moved to find a place further down the tracks. After it passed us, we took off for the next area it would chug through. Pennies were placed on the train tracks by some of the bystanders, hoping to be flattened by the massive wheels. 

"STOP!"

We didn't stick around to see if it worked. We wanted to catch up with it again in Dome Valley. In all, we were able to see it a few more times before we turned around and head back to town. 

I'm sure it will be a day he won't ever forget!

If you're interested in catching it as it continues its journey, here is a map and schedule of the towns it will be going through next.

For October, I'm participating in Kate's 31 Days of Five-Minute Free Writes. I will be sharing our journey through life, one day at a time using the prompts provided.