Thursday, May 31, 2012


If you were privvy to knowing me for many years, then you would know that I was always the one taking the ride to the emergency room for stitches or surgeries as a child.  Things went pretty well in the 80's and 90's as far as illness or mishaps, but the 21st century is dealing me a fit.  I get so tired of always being the "sickly" one .... NO, I do not relish the attention.  Trust me, good health is above all.

I am now in another malady and the path to this is very clear, but so, so unexpected.  My rheumatologist suggested that I see a pain management doctor, and since I think he hung the moon, I jumped on it with no reservations.

The first two visits with the pain manager ("PM") were him probing my sacra bones, looking for that particular nerve that was causing my pain.  I suppose this is a new procedure, but once the nerve is located, the PM performs a Radio Frequency Ablation (look it up). A needle that is attached to a machine is inserted into the area of the nerve in question, and I might add here that he had a hard time getting it just where he wanted it and was elated when he hit the right spot.  Then, the machine is turned on and it slowly burns the nerve that is sending the pain messages to the brain.

The PM seemed puzzled when I came in 3 weeks later and said that I had felt no difference, and he urged that "it can take up to six weeks to take effect".  But at that moment, the pain was increasing and it was a familiar pain that, pardon me, was scaring the hell out of me.

When I was 12 years old, I had osteomyelitis in my right leg, centralized in the knee area.  I don't know what causes this malady, but it is extremely painful. I was in the hospital for a week with a very high fever and behind the closed doors, there were discussions of whether or not the doctor would have to surgically scrape the bone marrow.  Thank God, I suddenly took a turn for the better.

Following the RFA, I am now in severe pain, in my back and down the top half of my leg.  I saw my internist yesterday and the tears came in spite of me fighting to hold them back. I told him the story. I wanted to be admitted so testing could be done right away to determine the source of the pain, which I had already made up my own mind was osteomyelitis,  But he says, "because of YOUR president" to which I interjected "he's not MY president", but nevertheless, my doctor said that I have to wait for my insurance carrier to give permission for an MRI.  Who knows now long that will take.  And then, what will be the outcome and how long will it take to get this diagnosis?  We are at the utter mercy of strangers!  Doc asked me if I had a neurosurgeon and I named the one that had done some surgery on me a few years ago at the same hospital.  My wonderful internist is getting all the ducks in a row for me and I'm anxious to see how it turns out.

In the meantime, he asked permission (which is something new to me, a doctor asking your permission .... kinda nice for a change) for everything he did.  He looked into my teared eyes and told me he would take care of me and ask my permission for a shot of Toradol to temporarily alleve the pain.  Gee, wish I could go there every day and get one of these shots.  It really eased the pain but when I woke this morning, Toradol had gone and I was back to square one.

I am not a patient person, but I have so much going on this summer and its coming up quickly, so I need to know the bottom line soon.

HOWEVER, the very most important thing that is to be remembered in times like these is this:

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 
~2 Corinthians 12:9 KJV
King James Version
So you see, His Grace is sufficient to carry us through, our weakness is turned to strength through Him, and one should Glorify in the power of Christ that He has chosen you/me to Glorify His name.

God bless all of you who suffer infirmity today, no matter how big or how small, draw strength in the knowledge that Christ has CHOSEN you for His purpose, and His purpose is above all others. You will be made an instrument of His peace, a light and a beacon to draw others closer to him. What a glorious blessings when you think of the population of this world and yet, YOU were one of His CHOSEN people for this special circumstance.

God bless each and every one of you,
May you find the Peace that Christ sends to you each day,
May you be a beacon to others who have lost their way,
And may your heart overflow with the love that Christ has placed there
For His purpose!


Thursday, May 24, 2012


“Forgiveness is the key to inner peace because it is the mental technique by which our thoughts are transformed from fear to love.”
 - Marianne Williamson

521342_456004534425801_223851854307738_1718931_773696398_nYou do not need to be forgiven by anyone else, only yourself, and even that is truly unnecessary once you accept yourself completely. You will know when you have mastered the art of self-forgiveness. When you are no longer judgmental toward others, you will have forgiven yourself and be on your path of enlightenment.

Releasing judgment of another is actually releasing judgment of yourself. Your need to put others into categories defines you, not them. When you stop doing this, you have forgiven yourself for whatever aspect of yourself you see in them. The more at ease you are with the behavior of others, even if you would not act that way yourself, the more you are at ease with yourself.

Say to yourself, “I’m allowed.” Not because I tell you you are, or because your parents are no longer in charge of you, or because some authority figure granted you permission, but simply because you are lovingly there for yourself. No guilt, no anger, no self-flagellation over things that you consider mistakes. A simple understanding that you do not fail in life, you only produce results, and you have the right to learn and grow from any results that you produce. The word “failure” is itself a judgment, and if you label yourself a failure in any context, you are judging rather than accepting yourself. Self-acceptance will turn into self-love, and when you are filled with self-love, that is what you will have to give away.
Consequently, the willingness to forgive yourself is the necessary step to being in harmony with all of the universal principles. It gives you permission to be whatever you choose. And it gives you the right to self-determination. Everything that you have done is over, regardless of your opinion about it. It simply is. Try to simply be. The past is over, and everything you did got you to the point that you are at right at this moment. Everything had to happen exactly as it did, without any exceptions in order for you to be here, reading these words in the exact location in which you find yourself right now. You needed to do it all, and all you have to do, to really learn this lesson of forgiveness, is to allow that thought in and lovingly forgive yourself. Receive the lesson from it and be in harmony with yourself and everyone that you encounter. The more peaceful you are with that idea, and the more willing you are to be gentle with yourself, the more you will find forgiveness your way of life. Which means the more you will find acceptance, which is the absence of the need to forgive, as your way of life.

~Dr. Wayne Dyer Books and Products

THIS DAY'S . . .

This Day's Thought

True greatness is found in simple surrender to God's plan for our lives.
Jim Cymbala
This Day's Verse
You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
Psalm 16:11
The English Standard Version

Wednesday, May 23, 2012


When Dante and Virgil enter the fourth ring of the winding path up Purgatory Mountain, they meet a band of souls weeping and racing at once, “galloping for good will and righteous love.”  Before they can ask a single question, they hear these heartening words:  “Come on, come on, don’t let time slip away
for lukewarm love!” cried those who ran nearby.

“Zeal in well-doing makes grace green again!”

These sinners are atoning for the sin that Josef Pieper said was characteristic of our day.  It is the devil of the noonday sun, acedia, spiritual sluggishness: the unwillingness, and the resulting incapacity, to derive joy from what should legitimately bring us joy.  Acedia, says Saint Thomas, is the sin against the Sabbath, because the Sabbath is to be celebrated with a restfulness that is more active, more fervent, than is the necessary toil that burdens the other days of the week.  They atone for it by calling upon the muscular virtue of zeal, engaging, to use the words of our Lord, all the heart and mind and strength and soul.

The same Greek root gives us our words zeal and jealousy, and here it is useful to note the difference.  Jealousy properly refers to a demand that what is one’s own remain inviolate.  It may become a vice, as when a jealous husband spies upon his innocent wife; but God Himself says to the children of Israel that He is a jealous God, meaning that the worship due to Him may not be granted in the least to any strange god – to any mere work of that factory of idols, the human mind.  But zeal is that same desire, born of devotion, to ensure the inviolability of a good that belongs to someone else, and particularly to God.  “Zeal for thy house hath eaten me up,” says the evangelist, when Jesus, angered on behalf both of the poor and of God, makes a whip of cords and drives the thieving dealers out of the Temple.  Zeal is the spirit that breathes throughout the celebratory Psalms.  “I rejoiced,” says the Psalmist, “when I heard them say, Let us go up to the house of the Lord.”  David is moved by zeal when he dances naked before the Ark of the Covenant.  When Ezra the Scribe reads the book of the law to the Jews returned from captivity, they are at first abashed and crushed with sorrow, but he commands them instead to refresh themselves and to feast with joy.

Zeal reveals to us all the difference between a world grown merely secular and old, and the youthfulness of Christian love.  The young student Charles Peguy threw all his capacious energy into the promotion of socialism in France.  That was before his dramatic conversion to the faith; but even in the midst of those years he retired from the prestigious Ecole Normale for a year – an unprecedented thing to do – to return to his peasant home and to begin his lifelong poetic meditation upon the life of Joan of Arc.  His Joan simply will not accept that it is God’s will that the French countryside be ravaged by the soldiers of England.  “How will they be saved?” she asks, again and again.  “How will they be saved?”  It is her zeal – her irrepressible love for the poor French peasants, her unquenchable desire to guard their rights – that opens her heart to the call to give her very body for their sake.  Peguy himself, by then an ardent Catholic, died in the front lines of battle at the beginning of World War I, a hero for his beloved France.

Or we may think of Joseph de Veustre, a young man of weak constitution, who fairly cheated his way onto a ship bound for Hawaii, so that he could hurl himself into work among the lepers on Molokai.  He came upon a sinkhole of physical and moral corruption.  He was zealous in his anger against what should not be, because he was zealous in his love for what should be.  He did not hate the wretched and dying sinners he met there, but loved them with a searing fire, to cauterize their souls, when he could not heal their bodies.  He did for them what Mother Teresa did for the dying in Calcutta.  This is no cold and abstract philanthropy.  “I would not do what you are doing,” said a journalist once when he beheld Mother Teresa cleaning the purulent sores of a dying man, “for a million dollars.”

“I would not do it for a million dollars either,” Mother Teresa replied.  Not for a million dollars, but for zealous love.  What did she see in those people, half rotten while they breathed still??  She saw Christ; she saw royalty.  Her zeal but gave them the honor they deserved

That zeal is well expressed by the words of Christ that haunted her all her life.  They are words of relentless love.  “I thirst,” said Jesus from the Cross.  “Tell her,” said Jesus in a dream to a young priest who was to visit Mother Teresa, “tell her that I still thirst.”  Jesus thirsts for the good of all lost souls.  He is the Good Shepherd, the one who does not say, “Well, ninety nine out of a hundred is all right,” but cannot rest until that one lost sheep is found again and carried home upon his shoulders.  And then there is rejoicing in heaven, more for the one than for the ninety nine.

What unreasonable love of God, that there should be such rejoicing, wrote Peguy.  That zealous man also wrote that Jesus upon the Cross wept for love.  He did not notice His own mother abandoned to sorrow at the foot of the Cross, and the beloved disciple John supporting her, because He was thinking still of that Judas whom He loved so well, and whom He could not save.

Zeal does not give up; just as youth, blessed youth, cannot believe in defeat.  I am no great exemplar of zeal, because the noonday sun, and its dry heat, and the dust of the road we travel, lie heavy upon my heart, and I forget to rejoice sometimes, and I forget to love.  I say, “I have loved enough,” but love does not understand that middling adverb.  I say, “God will take care of me,” and that’s true, but God also has granted me the great privilege of taking care for Him, so to speak – the privilege of worship.  I say, “I am doing all right,” but that makes no sense at all.  The wine that gladdens the heart has been freely broached for us all, in the Eucharist, and in all graces showered upon us by prayer, and the sacraments, and a life lived in Christian love; and would we say, “I am content with just so much gladness, and need no more”?

Perhaps our frames, sin-riddled, are too weak for so much joy.  If that is so, then zeal “makes grace green again,” as Dante  says.  We are short of breath.  The remedy is not to lie slack, but to run.  We’ll make a pitiful show of it at first, and for a while afterwards too.  But there is no other way to enlarge the heart than the way of zealous love.

I am absolutely persuaded, too, that zeal is catching.  There are some hardened souls who snicker at the grand foolishness of youth.  But there are others, not so far gone in acedia, who might look upon a youthful worshiper, or upon the youthfulness of worship itself, and burn with homesickness for a joy they have lost.  For the love of those souls, and for the love of God, we should race.  Few will be the leaders of the race, but the rest of us, the wobbly-kneed, can at least follow along, and sing, “Jerusalem, my happy home, when shall I come to thee?”

 by Anthony Esolen
Crisis Magazine

For a list of verses from The Bible regarding "zeal",
click HERE.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012


A 50-something year old Muslim man arrived at his seat on a crowded flight and immediately didn't want the seat. The seat was next to an elderly white woman reading her Bible.

Disgusted, the Muslim man immediately summoned the flight attendant and demanded a new seat. The man said "I cannot sit here next to this infidel." The flight attendant said "Let me see if I can find another seat."

After checking, the flight attendant returned and stated "There are no more seats in economy, but I will check with the captain and see if there is something in first class."

About 10 minutes went by and the flight attendant returned and stated "The captain has confirmed that there are no more seats in economy, but there is one
in first class. It is our company policy to never move a person from economy to first class, but being that it would be some sort of scandal to force a person to sit next to an UNPLEASANT person, the captain agreed to make the switch to first class."

Before the irate Muslim man could say anything, the attendant gestured to the elderly woman and said, "Therefore, ma’am, if you would so kindly retrieve your personal items, we would like to move you to the comfort of first class as the captain doesn't want you to sit next to an unpleasant person."

Passengers in the seats nearby began to applaud while some gave a standing ovation.

I say, can I get an Amen to that!

THIS DAY'S . . .

This Day's Thought

The gospel starts by teaching us that we, as creatures, are absolutely dependent on God, and that he, as Creator, has an absolute claim on us.  Only when we have learned this can we see what sin is, and only when we see what sin is can we understand the good news of salvation from sin.
J. I. Packer
This Day's Verse
For ye are all the children of God by faith in Christ Jesus.
Galatians 3:26
The King James Version
This Day's Smile

It's too bad I'm not as wonderful a person as people say I am, because the world could use a few people like that.

Alan Alda


Friday, May 18, 2012


Courage does not always roar. Sometimes it is a quiet voice at the end of the day, saying. .."I will try again tomorrow."
My Bucket List 2012
Obama: Gone!
Borders: Closed!
Congress: Obey its own laws
Language: English only
Culture: Constitution, and the Bill of Rights!
Drug Free: Mandatory Drug Screening before Welfare!
NO freebies to: Non-Citizens!
We the people are coming!
Only 86% will send this on. Should be a 100%. What will you do?
Please send it on if only to one person.

THIS DAY'S . . .

If nothing in this world satisfies me, perhaps it is because I was made for another world.
C. S. Lewis
This Day's Verse

A relaxed attitude lengthens a man's life; jealousy rots it away.

Proverbs 14:30
The Living Bible
This Day's Smile
A friend is one who sees through you and still enjoys the view.

Wilma Askinas

Thursday, May 17, 2012


I'm just sayin.....

1 He said to me . ... . I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it
I said to him .... . . You wear pants don't you?

He said to me ... . ......... Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
I said to him .. That's a good idea - you stand by the stove & sink while I sit on the sofa and do nothing but fart

He said to me. ... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
I said to him . ..... Turn sideways and look in the mirror!

4 He said to me. ..... Why don't women blink during foreplay?
I said to him ... . They don't have time.

5 He said to me. . How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
I said to him .. .. I don't know; it has never happened.

He said to me. . Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and Good- looking?
I said to him . . . They already have boyfriends.

7 He said to me...What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?
I said to him. . .. A widow.

He said to me.... Why are marriedwomen heavier than single women?
I said to him .. . .. Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed..Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.




At a certain point, life becomes less about who you're becoming and more about who you've become.  What you used to think of as the future has become the present, and you can't help but wonder if your life wouldn't be better if you'd just lived it more fully in the past.  But how could you have?  You were too busy thinking about the future!

Once you're past a certain age, you can hardly believe you wasted even one minute of your youth not enjoying it.  And the last thing you want to do now is steal any more life from yourself by failing to be deeply in it while it's happening.  You finally get it--not just theoretically, but viscerally--that this moment is all you have.

 You don't close your eyes anymore and wonder who you might be in 20 years; if you're smart, you study the tape of your current existence to monitor how you're doing now.  You see the present as an ongoing act of creation.  You look more closely at your thoughts, behavior, and interaction with others.  You understand that if you're coming at life from fear and separation, you have no reason to expect anything but fear and separation back.  You seek to increase your strengths and decrease your weaknesses.  You look at your wounds and ask God to heal them.  You ask forgiveness for the things you're ashamed of.  You no longer seek your satisfaction in things outside yourself, completion in other people, or peace of mind in either the past or future.  You are who you are, not who you might one day be.  Your life is what it is, not what it might someday be.  Focusing on who you are and what your life is right now, you come to the ironic and almost amusing realization that, yes, the fun is in the journey itself.

~Marianne Williamson


This Day's Thought

The friendship of Jesus is lasting.  Other friends may grow old and cold.  It is not so with the friendship of our Savior.  Other friends may possibly misunderstand us, Jesus never.  His love is the same in youth as in old age.  The friendship will rather grow stronger in old age.  When you have lost what to you seemed everything, and you find yourself friendless and alone, despised and forsaken, Jesus will be your dear and precious friend.

~Leaves of Gold
This Day's Verse
What does it profit, my brethren, if a man says he has faith but has not works?  Can his faith save him?  If a brother or sister is ill-clad and in lack of daily food, and one of you says to them, "Go in peace, be warmed and filled," without giving them the things needed for the body, what does it profit?  So faith by itself, if it has no works, is dead.
~James 2:14-17
The Revised Standard Version


Wednesday, May 16, 2012


This should probably be taped
to your bathroom mirror
where one could read it every day..
You may not realize it,
but it's 100% true. 

1. There are at least two people in this world
that you would die for.

2. At least 15 people in this world
love you in some way.

3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you
is because they want to
be just like you.

4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone,
even if they don't
like you.

5. Every night,
SOMEONE thinks about you
before they go to sleep.

6. You mean the world to someone.

7. You are special and unique.

8. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.

9. When you make the biggest mistake ever,
something good comes from it.

10. When you think the world
has turned its back on you
take another look.

11. Always remember the compliments you received..
Forget about the rude remarks.

And always remember...
when life hands you Lemons,
ask for Tequila and Salt and call me over!

Good friends are like stars.........
You don't always see them,
But you know they are always there..

"Whenever God Closes One Door He Always Opens Another, Even Though
Sometimes It's Hell in the Hallway"

I would rather have one rose and a kind word
from a friend while I'm here
than a whole truck load when I'm gone..

Happiness keeps You Sweet,
Trials keep You Strong,
Sorrows keep You Human,
Failures keeps You Humble,
Success keeps You Glowing,
But Only
God keeps You Going

'Worry looks around, sorry looks back, Faith looks up.'

Tuesday, May 08, 2012


So sorry, everyone. I intended to post that I am on a nice vacation until Mother's Day evening. Even though we had planned to go to Texas the end of June for my high school class reunion, my husband suggested I come on out for a good visit now. I'm having a great time with Mother and Daddy, and just getting away in general. I apologize that I have caused some to worry. Abbey is doing fine, just eating too much! Blessings all; I will be back posting soon!