It’s About Time

Thanks to all of you who participated in the ‘raise my numbers’ parade! They went up over 300 percent.  Yea You! Thanks to all of you for giving up your precious time for me. If you feel like doing it again…!

Special thanks to Barrie and Australia! You know who you are! These brave souls joined to listen to this diatribe every day! Whew. Little do they know….

My cousins, Ben and Marjorie are all about time. If it wends the hour, Ben owns it. Cuckoo clocks, chiming bird,  cartoon or tractor clocks, Marilyn Monroe’s flirty skirt, Elvis flinging hips all used to chime or clang.

It became a full-time job to keep them all going and Ben settled for his favourites.  The silent ones still take up space, letting time slip by.

Are we waiting for someone to wind us up? Motivate us? Putting in a half-job at a half-life when we could be making time count? What a waste.

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Blogging Truth

Thanks to Sheila Wray Gregoire, my blog is up and running! And I am writing stuff like this…

I came out of a life of sexual abuse, bulimia, nervous breakdowns, depression and unforgiveness. I didn’t realize that God loved me and that He was more concerned with the inner me than He was with the outer me. The Bible says that the Lord does not see as mortals see. They look on the outward appearance but God, God, looks on the heart (1 Sam 16:7B).

There is an old saying. When you have reached the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. A nervous breakdown was the end of my rope. But somebody told me about Jesus. Jesus ,who knew about my fears and my failures. Jesus-who loved me unconditionally. Jesus, who loved me so much that He died on the cross just for me. And rose from the dead—just for me! All I had to do was turn from my old life, ask Him to forgive me, ask Him to come into my life. And I did that very thing. After I invited Jesus into my life, I was a changed woman.

I had tried to stop the bulimia for 16 years. I couldn’t do it. Jesus gave me the strength to give it up. I learned that my depression was anger turned inward. And God gave me the strength to forgive my abuser.

Together…

We will explore the pain, the humour, the regrets, the recovery of a person with an eating disorder. Yes, that is me…recovering…not recovered in full…but steadily making progress.

As will you. Daily we will write out our prayers, our hopes and our aspirations. We will share our frustrations and aim for a higher calling beyond what we are into what we can be…

So Do You?

So do you? Take care of yourself, that is? Here are some of Sheila Wray Gregoire’s comments on the topic.

http://christianwomensspeaker.wordpress.com/2010/05/27/staying-healthy-when-you-speak/

Perhaps you’re reading this post thinking, “I wish I could worry about being too busy!” Don’t worry; the time will come. And like I said, the busy-ness does not all have to do with speaking. If you can see you have a busy personal time, just don’t take engagements then. It’s not worth it, and you’re far more likely to become ill and run down.

You can find the rest of Sheila Wray Gregoire’s comments here http://christianwomensspeaker.wordpress.com/2010/05/27/staying-healthy-when-you-speak/

Who knew? I thought I needed to pour out my life to God and that included setting aside everything to speak, no matter where. No matter if it was a family grad, or a funeral or a celebration of some kind.
No? Why didn’t you say so sooner , Sheila! Where were you when I needed you?