Ode to Diane

This Ode was presented to me by a devout prayer warrior. I hope it inspires you to connect with me whenever you need prayer, counseling or coaching.  Prayer is my ministry and I love to serve others.

Now Diane is very wise

and can convey to you

Exactly what the Lord

would have her say to you

To comfort and to guide you

And assure that He’s beside you

With his Angels to provide

a special place

for you.

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So Very Blessed

These kind words from my neighbor are so touching, I’m sharing them with you. I hope this message brings you joy.

Thanksgiving is a reminder

to love our neighbors,

share some joy,

and be grateful for the goodness of life

It’s a day to remember those people

who share a little extra grace

all through the year

people like you.

Wishing You a Happy Thanksgiving!

 

Book Summary: The Invisible Child

Who am I?

I do the dishes and all of the household chores, but I am not a housekeeper.

 Who am I?

I do the meal planning and preparation, but I am not a chef.

 Who am I?

I do the banking and the budgeting, but I am not an accountant.

 Who am I?

I facilitate another’s personal grooming and hygiene, but I am not, in fact, a home health aide.

 Who am I…?

I am the invisible child…

The Invisible Child tells Williams’ story; however, even more so it is written to bring awareness to this underserved population: families who are currently hiding within the walls of an emotional avalanche in their pathology and insidious beliefs. The world doesn’t see them because they are hidden behind the walls of their homes.

The Williams family organized ANGELWORKS: a non-profit resource center providing research, education, and referrals for services such as tutoring, psychotherapy, spiritual counseling, empowerment groups for young caregivers and for parents, a speakers table, scholarship funds, and a respite fund for recreational activity. Angelworks, Inc., an anchor, exists to effect change in families with children caregivers.

After reading Williams’ story, I hope you can join us in building Angelworks. If you or anyone you know is living in a medically comprised situation and their minor children have been thrust into the role of caregivers. Please leave a comment.

Pursuing Victory We want a Victory. When

Pursuing Victory
We want a Victory. When striving in a struggle against difficulty it is easy to give up or give in, and there will be plenty of naysayers to support you in acclimating to defeat.
Yet your yearning to accomplish your dream is threatening to make this your last desire. But your inner winner nags you to bring home the Victory. It persists, consistently challenging you to stretch yourself, be brave, be courageous and be strong. You have what it takes to combat and defeat the turbulence that usurps your power on your path to Victory.      Continue reading

Who Locked the Door? I was trying to tea

Who Locked the Door?
I was trying to teach my daughters the practice of locking our home. And they were not learning the lesson, so I began to pray. Can you imagine: four intoxicated intruders interrupted my prayer by falling into my living room one Sunday morning at 4 a.m. This happened to me once as I lay in bed with rheumatoid arthritis—unable to move my arms and legs.
Reflection: When your children don’t follow your instructions, trust God; let go and let God take over. However, never in my wildest dream would I had guessed on that August morning, four inebriated men would be used to teach my daughters to secure our home. It’s amazing how God works.

Matthew-2 My children had requested bike

Matthew-2
My children had requested bikes for Christmas, but there was no money in the Christmas account. I had relocated from New York to California and the expenses were more than I had budgeted. I desperately didn’t want to disappoint the girls, so I did what I could: I visualized my daughter riding their new bikes along with my prayers.
As I prepared for work early one morning, my phone rang. It was Matthew, my landlord. He told me to listen to the sound of the shredder shredding my December rent check. Once the machine stopped, he said in a joyous tone, “the rent’s on me and the Mrs. this month. Merry Christmas from our family to yours.” Yes, a Merry Christmas indeed. Now I had the money for the girls’ bikes.
Reflection: Everything isn’t always as it seems. Sometimes you have to believe that the unseen will be seen.

Touch with Caution “Mrs. Brooks, don’t t

Touch with Caution
“Mrs. Brooks, don’t touch me. You cheated on me!” Startled, I took a step back and stared directly at Andy. He went on, in a trembling voice, “I thought you liked me. I thought I was special to you. It was all a lie!”
I was a social worker in a facility for juvenile delinquents. One Friday afternoon, I fearfully watched one of our youngsters destroy my office. Almost immediately, the calming effect of prayer took over, and I realized that Andy was not a monster, but a young boy who had misconstrued Agape love for Eros love. Andy’s outburst made it clear that the staff and I needed to touch with caution.
Reflection: What is Agape love and how do you use it? Agape love is God’s unconditional love. When you’re employed in the helping field, and reaching out to a love-starved child, workers would be more efficient once Agape love is clearly defined, and boundaries are set.

Matthew-2 My children had requested bike

Matthew-2
My children had requested bikes for Christmas, but there was no money in the Christmas account. I had relocated from New York to California and the expenses were more than I had budgeted. I desperately didn’t want to disappoint the girls, so I did what I could: I visualized my daughter riding their new bikes along with my prayers.
As I prepared for work early one morning, my phone rang. It was Matthew, my landlord. He told me to listen to the sound of the shredder shredding my December rent check. Once the machine stopped, he said in a joyous tone, “the rent’s on me and the Mrs. this month. Merry Christmas from our family to yours.” Yes, a Merry Christmas indeed. Now I had the money for the girls’ bikes.
Reflection: Everything isn’t always as it seems. Sometimes you have to believe that the unseen will be seen.

Touch with Caution “Mrs. Brooks, don’t t

Touch with Caution
“Mrs. Brooks, don’t touch me. You cheated on me!” Startled, I took a step back and stared directly at Andy. He went on, in a trembling voice, “I thought you liked me. I thought I was special to you. It was all a lie!”
I was a social worker in a facility for juvenile delinquents. One Friday afternoon, I fearfully watched one of our youngsters destroy my office. Almost immediately, the calming effect of prayer took over, and I realized that Andy was not a monster, but a young boy who had misconstrued Agape love for Eros love. Andy’s outburst made it clear that the staff and I needed to touch with caution.
Reflection: What is Agape love and how do you use it? Agape love is God’s unconditional love. When you’re employed in the helping field, and reaching out to a love-starved child, workers would be more efficient once Agape love is clearly defined, and boundaries are set.

The Muscle of Persistent Prayer Mary cal

The Muscle of Persistent Prayer
Mary called the prayer line. Her voice was breaking up, and she spoke rapidly, “Please help me,” she pleaded. “I can’t take it anymore.” The first time Mary phoned in, I silently thanked God for giving me her call.
In my professional career as a social worker, I had heard this hundreds of times. Mary hurt her leg on the job and was collecting disability checks. Through the healing process, she re-injured her leg and while waiting for the disability extension, her funds dried up, leaving her destitute.
I knew how to help her. I yearned to give Mary the information I had at my fingertips, but there was something stopping me. It was the Guidepost Prayer Ministry guidelines. The Holy Spirit reminded me that I was a prayer intercessor and that it was my job to pray to the Lord on the caller’s behalf. No advice whatsoever was to be given—that was God’s job.

I was a prayer counselor for a few months and a social worker for 15 years. The constraints I experienced during her repeated calls of despair? I desperately wanted to impart my social work knowledge, yet I had to stay with my commitment; so I put away my experience and realistic knowledge, humbled myself and waited on the solution from the universe.

Reflection: Practice humility. When you make a commitment, you must stick to your commitment regardless of your experience. God takes care of his children—even if you think you have the answers, He knows best. I learned that God didn’t need my help regardless of my credentials and/or knowledge.