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September 6, 2012

Good morning, God. Thank you for waking me up this morning to get to boot camp. 5 a.m. came around quickly- but I felt rested. Thanks for letting me get to sleep last night w/o any sleeping medicine. I’m feeling more like myself finally. 6 weeks was a long time to be on double my normal stabilizing meds. Thank you for getting me thru the reunion weekend. I just wish I could have talked to more of the women in my class. I was so sensitive to the noise, it was difficult long weekend of events, but you got me through it! Thank you for letting me lose a little weight (well in the big picture it was actually a lot of weight—155 pounds to be exact.) but, I am struggling to lose the last 50 lbs. Thank you for boot camp… that should help. Thank you for the WD app – that will definitely also help. Please get me through my trials. Waiting for true physical hunger and stopping when full. Help me wait, Lord.

 

Please heal my dad of his cold and help me stay healthy. Please help me, DB, and dad lose our weight. Please help my dad with his diabetes/heart issues. I need my dad to stay on this earth to help me do my “mission” and keep making me laugh. Help me be a better daughter to my M&D. I love them but it can be a little difficult sometimes. I guess that’s probably true of most parent/child relationships? What should we talk about now?

 

***Love

 

ok, that’s a good subject. When I’m tired is the most difficult. It takes energy to love and be patient & kind. When I’m feeling unloving please help me lean on your Holy Spirit. Not just when I’m tired but especially then. You are the way, the lightener of my load. Your yoke is easy. You can do in me what I cannot do of my own strength. Help me remember to rely on you. I think we need a sign like clasped hands. Yes, that will be our sign to remind me that you promised to lighten my load and that you will help me… if only I ask. I need your help to love more and more deeply. I trust you will help me. Also when I get angry I will try to go on a short walk by the lake or in the park and pray to you. I definitely want to pray/converse with you more during the day. Help me remember that you are as close to me as my breath. Your love and protection always. I don’t need to worry or fear anything. You are in control and all is well. No worries. Everything is unfolding as it should.

 

***Mar, you are my “living enterprise” and I, God cannot fail. So, no worries, Mar. Please change your habit of worry. It is not necessary and it is stealing your energy that we need for loving others and following my lead.

 

The sun is shining through the clouds. The blessing this morning of the fog on the way to campus this morning was beautiful. Thank you for the fog/blessing. The call you made to me… what did you say? Oh, yeah, you said,

 

“It’s our turn”

 

I think that’s what you said… is it our turn yet? Could we win the lotto or did I blow it somehow? I know I need to kill my spirit of pride. Is that the reason why it’s not my turn it seems to me like a game: good vs. evil and somehow I’m the pawn of the game. I feel like there are points. Are we doing well right now? Did I play the game ok so far? How am I doing?

 

*** It’s not a matter of how you are doing- mar… it’s a matter of how “WE” are doing. You are not alone in this. You have millions of angels, saints and people on your side/my side. All you need to do is relax and have fun. You are doing my will most of the time when you hear me, but you are not listening enough because you need to quiet down to listen. These 30 min. morning pages is the key. Write and we will talk… ok? All you need to do here is be with me on these pages. You are doing a fabulous job and we are all so proud of you. – God.

September 5, 2012

You must have something wonderful up your sleeve for us- because I believe that you don’t want anyone to miss out on the eternal party in heaven.

 

**you’re onto something there… just know it is going to be an awesome party and all are invited. Will you do me a favor and spread the news- God’s throwing an eternal bash and it’s awesome!

 

So, you want… let me get this straight, God. You want me to play Uke, laugh, cry, sing, praise and invite everyone to heaven. You want me to heal in Jesus’ name… heal people’s sad hearts, heal their bodies, soul, heart and spirit with ukulele songs… to play at church- then move onto the SFAH wait… are you serious? Am I stable or what? I feel like I’m stable. Ok, so I’m just supposed to relax into this… have fun… take my time… no hurries… no worries? Ok, then if you say so- I trust you. Please keep me healthy/stable and out of the hospital is all I ask. Help me not to do anything you don’t want me to do. Help me be who you want me to be. Help me think what you want me to think. Help me feel what you want me to feel. Help me to sing and say what you want me to sing and speak. Lead me in your ways, Holy Spirit, I am not worthy of this great job, life, and your love. I am not talented. I do not have a good voice. I can’t sing. I am crazy half the time. People will laugh at me. Help me rest into knowing that you will not fail and that I am your living enterprise. Help me be who you want me to be. I do not know what’s in store, I know that I am dying to my self, and that you will take care of me. Please let Jesus live in me, work through me and that the Holy Spirit is free to flow within me. I’m your puppet!

 

Please let me get out of your way. Please work your plan through me. My fingers hurt… I think I’ve got a thumb in the middle of writer’s cramp already. That’s ok. I’ll offer it up to you, God. My prayer is only that you will use me for good purpose and that it is a great party! (I thought planning for a class reunion was hard!) I love you, God. You are so good to me. I know I don’t deserve it. I am a terrible daughter- ungrateful, proud, selfish and a great sinner. Thank you for sending your son to die for me and to redeem me of my sins. Make me new in Christ. Give me a new heart each day. (Lord, you know I sin and need a new one each day!) I swear sometimes, I am addicted to food/greedy for it, I am self focusedl, I am so many terrible things, all the while, you love me. Why? How can you do this for me? And how can you do this for everyone in the world: past-present- and future? That’s a lot of sin on one person-Jesus. May I just say that I’m sorry for all the offenses on you, God, Jesus, Holy Spirit and Mother Mary? I apologize for all our mean and horrible words, deeds, thoughts, and sins we have all done to you guys? Thank you also for us all whether we know it or not… thanks for everything- your love and forgiveness. And also for your great plan of salvation! It is going to be a great party.

 

I hope everyone will RSVP- and come to this great and awesome eternal party- (Except the father of lies- and his minions– they can go to hell… and for eternity forever.) But, we won’t think about how, when, where, all the details. It’s too much for me to handle. God, you are my manager- please give me details as needed. Please order my day. Order my thoughts and take care of me… please don’t let me let you down. Don’t let me fail. Please forgive my sins- make me pure and whiter than the fresh fallen snow. Amen.

Door

 I was flipping the pages.
To the small handbook of wonder, while
Asking some questions, I’m amazed

It surely seems crazed.

I peered into my soul, to what should we ask?
I know- will you assist me, in each task?

I’m here at your service, or am I the one in need?
Now I know- it shows me, how to plant the seed.

Simply remember, whoever wants truth and light,

Look within for your heart’s insight.

The entire universe is the exercise book- simply do the math.
Not many ways there, I see only one path.

Creating as we wish, we color our book.

The day is complete when giving it a child’s look.

We are free to color it solid black,

Out of fear of a future attack.

But as I kiss the pages and bow low to the floor,

I see your mercy is a wide-open door.

 

 

July 15, 2012

Morning, God. I am so sleepy this morning. Not feeling up to a run, but maybe DB will want to go to the Arc for a workout later. It is a beautiful day, though… hummm, maybe I would really enjoy a short run outside? My foot hurts, could you please make the problem on the bottom of my left foot go away? Oh yeah… I need to buy some new tennis shoes today for my new inserts coming! I should do that this afternoon and go grocery shopping, too. Ok , then tonight we can go see “Fluffy” or RG at C&F. I think I’d rather go to AH for the comedy show, but DB said he would rather go listen to RG. I would like to hear/see Daniel and the Lion, though… decisions, decisions. I think I’ll leave it up to DB to decide. So, what else is new? Oh, well… I don’t know. What should we talk about?

 

*** love

 

Again? Ok, well let me see. I am having difficulty relating my diet with your will. Is is true that I’m disobedient to your will when I eat and am not hungry? Am I not loving you if I overeat?

 

*** I have great plans for you, Mar… but it is necessary for you to learn to follow my will. That is why you are struggling. You hear my will in your heart, but you say—“No, God” by turning around and doing your will – with food and sometimes with other things. You know my will for you (sometimes) and you need also to ask/listen for my will in all things. You have gotten better at it and it is a learning process. I will always love you. You just need to be closer to me in all aspects. If we are going to succeed in this dream/plan that we have, you need to try to hear my will for you always. For example, you didn’t want to give up your NutriBullet, but you listened to me and knew my will was for you to give it to M. You did it and I bless those who listen and heed/complete my will for them at that moment.

 

Ok, that makes total sense to me, now. It is a learning process and I will be blessed when I try to hear your will and then to follow your will. It is like you are my manager. Ok, I get that. I need to listen for your direction in all things, and food is just one of the main ways for the training. Also, you would like me to be healthier, more confident, happier with my body and free from the slavery/ listening to my “flesh” trying to ruin me by over eating. Of course, it is from the lies I listen to. The cravings are not of God but of the great deceiver. Satan would love to keep all people in slave to overeating, diabetes, heart disease, obesity, and just love the food, be addicted to the food and adore the lies of Satan- who says, “Just one bite, it won’t hurt you.” And also the lie that keeps me from even thinking if I am hungry before eating… I would like your help, Lord- please help me remember to think and pray/talk with you- before I eat something. I just eat without thinking! It would be good if I could train myself to pause, breathe and ask you what your will is for me before I eat. You have the best plan in store for me each day. Help me listen for that plan. I love not having to trust myself, count calories and it’s fun to see what all you want me to do.

 

*** Yes, and that is love. My love for you is for all good, the best of the best for my kiddo. It is your will that goes against my will for you. That is what we need to put to death. Your will is not really your will but that of the lies in your head by Satan. Listen for me and my good will for you and then together we can laugh at Satan! He is such a deceiver and so sneaky. And that is why I don’t completely fault people for their sins, they truly do not know what they are doing. They are being lied to through and through. But I am a just God also. I will help you discern my voice from Satan’s lies. Hang out with me, Mar, and we will have so much fun, you can’t even believe it. What is in store for you is greater than you could ever imagine, and I know you have been thinking about that. I know you have great, humongous dreams… well that is not even the tip of the iceberg. We are soooooo excited for your future…. and by “we” I mean me, God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit who will be instrumental in helping you, Mother Mary, all the Angels, all the saints, all your friends and family who have passed on and are in heaven right now, all of the universe’s good is routing for you. It’s not a problem for you to find favor with us. You do your best, and that is all you’ll need to do. So much is lined up for you. You feel it and know it in your heart that all you need to do is listen for God’s will. Have faith, have fun, have patience and all will work out. I love you! I love you so much! Thank you for saying “Yes” to this call in your life.

 

Sea of Love

Closing her eyes, pillow cradling her head,

She melted into the soft down comforter.

Looking at the ceiling deep in thought,

She stretched up her arms in thanks.

Thanks for her family, thanks for her home,

Thanks for making everything right- even

When it isn’t,

Thanks for the birds,

Thanks for your peace and

Thanks for so many things.

She thought what an impossible

Unending list to make-

When gratitude is attempted.

A warm breeze brushed against her cheeks

With the sound of cars passing in the distance

Bringing memories of the ocean’s waves

Caressing the white sandy beach.

Divine presence entered the room as she

Took a deep breath and relaxed

Into a sea of love.

Quietly a serenade from the stars

Enveloped her with sweet sounds of music

And living light;

Colors alive which she had never

Seen before.

Swimming around her room were hues of

Purple, red, yellow, and green with

A fragrant and golden shimmer of light

She welcomed with all her heart

The source of all goodness

As He whispered to her soul.

What He said to her

On that warm spring day

Will echo forever in her heart.

You are my precious daughter and I love you.

You are safe in my arms and I will be with you always.

She was silently bewildered

With tears streaming down her cheeks,

Tasting the salt on her lips

Until the realization of what just happened

Jolted her up to her feet

For a dance with God,

Who she now knows

Even more,

How much He loves her.

Open Door

I was flipping the pages
My small handbook of wonder,
Asking some questions, I’m amazed
At how it all seems so crazed.

I asked of my soul, to what should I ask?
I know, will you assist me, in each task?

Here at your service,
Or am I the one in need?
Only know- it shows me, how to plant the seed.

You should know, whoever wants truth and light,
Only then will they find it by their own sight.

The entire universe is my
Exercise book
I will only need to do the math.
It is not real, but only a path.

I can color my book,
Create it how I wish –
with just an inward look

I am free to color it black,
In fear of a future attack.
I Can tear out the pages,
Put it down on the floor,

Or shall I keep it as an open door?

Morph

Sensations of physical weakness

Headache-sick feeling like that Saturday morning

Hangover

I’ve read its called

ascension syndrome

Wanting to go home

Brain spinning round as fast

As the ceiling fan turns on its

High-speed setting

Stumbling like the drunk man dizzy

Dancing the two-step

Trying

To find his way

Out the door

Feeling as if my tired brain

Would dissolve into my pillow

Blinded for weeks on end

In hibernation

Transforming into 12-strand

DNA as a butterfly

Morphs

From the cocoon

Inside the dark

Lifeless confines

I slowly wake up

From the old to

New spiritual DNA

Spinning into a bright

Light-body

I am being

Re-Created

Into new life

I’ve read

Drummer

I can’t get in sync with the beat

Of this music

Too slow, sad and full of skips

I’ll just have to

 

Dance and sing along

With my own

Groovy drummer

Who tells me

 

Everything

Is unfolding

Just as it

Should

 

Let’s go towards

The music over here

It is free of fear

And full of cheer

 

Even though

It’s far away and faint

I can still hear

It in my soul

 

The universe is calling

With the sweet beat

And it’s from our source

Of course

Edwina

I remember the cars parked in the lot
But I don’t know where
I was
Looking up into the pale blue
streaked heavens
Where you floated
In the clouds
I felt protection
with your wings
Out stretched
Laughing as you
Vaporized
Made me
giggle
to
Myself
I loved
That you introduced
From Way up
Huge
In the
Sky
And called yourself
Edwina

 

Henry

Henry has a green face

With a rubber band wig

His eyes are googily and each strand

Shakes as I write

His smile is wide with a red tongue

Inside

He has

Blue eye shadow and a triple triangle tie

White stars on his shirt and he smiles

At me as I try to write

A story of my love

Who gave me

Henry…

It

Makes me smile

Inside

As I think about

My love

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