Healing Begins In Your Heart and In Your Home Part 3

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~ Healing Begins in Your Heart and In Your Home! ~

Part 3

PRACTICE MAKES PERMANENT!

REALLY SPEND SOME TIME WITH THE LORD IN HIS WORD!

EMBRACE THE TRUTH OF GOD’S WORD! PRAY WITHOUT CEASING & DRAW CLOSER TO THE LORD EVERYDAY. LEARN TO STAND UPON HIS WORD!

You are NOW an ADULT; therefore you must learn to nurture & grow up the child within YOU! If you are not or were not happy you can become happier… RELEASE WHAT HAS BEEN TO MAKE ROOM FOR WHAT CAN BE… The child within you will and should always be a part of you. In actuality it is the part of you that allows you to have fun. The responsible adult in you is the part of you that seeks a balance. It is important to create a safe healthy home environment.

Seek to DISCIPLINE & CORRECT PROPERLY with PATIENCE rather than punish, reinforce and instill anger within others. The LORD created us to ENJOY life and desires to be the Center of ALL our lives. Marriage, family and home is the first foundational institution the Lord created. There has been much spiritual warfare attempting to destroy it since it’s inception. He wants each of us to have a rich full life spiritually, emotionally, mentally and physically. God wants us to have a healthy balance in life. God created us as spiritual beings.

Life can become stressful at times. A small amount of stress is healthy. It alerts you to become mindful of how you are responding to life in general. Allow the inner child in you to responsively have fun. There are many ways to have good wholesome fun. It could be as simple as taking a walk, reading a book, playing chess, a video game, taking a relaxing bubble bath, playing tennis or a sport of choice, watching something funny or interesting on television, or simply taking a relaxing scenic drive. It could be something as difficult as climbing a mountain, parasailing, skiing, painting or… This is also a good way to develop coping skills. Just make sure that whatever you do remain safe and focused, stay centered and yes keep Jesus with you.

It is important to work together to create a healthy home environment that works for You. For example; I enjoy traveling, working, writing, painting, and networking. Yet personally I have always in general been more of a professional homebody. I believe in having a “You play, You put away” environment! I like everything in order and being organized yet being comfortable. Structure is what makes others feel safe. They know what to expect. But for me there is nothing I enjoy more than a God Centered, Spirit~filled Worship Service. I can stay in a great worship service all day… I am thankful today you can work, worship, run a company or business and do just about anything from home or a cell phone due to technological advancements… There are of course exceptions.(So very thankful that the Lord has allowed me to be “In the world but not of the world!”) I am content alone, with a few, many or in a crowd. We together personally enjoy an active, multi functioning, neat, orderly, yet peaceful domicile. Each of us have different varying temperaments? We enjoy different things and doing a lot of things together. We enjoy one another’s company and choose not to major in the minors. We have a harmonic symbiotic union!

What do you enjoy doing? Whatever it is remember that it is important to find a balance in life. Your home should be the one place that you can be comfortable and free… Mutual respect should be a part of the atmosphere. You have a choice everyday what type of home environment you want to create. If you are not happy do something about it. It is important you or all of you together seek to make your home a place of comfort that welcomes healing and the presence of GOD…

Life is precious and I truly believe that everyday is a “PRECIOUS GIFT” from the LORD! He is the Creator and Sustainer of life. Live each day as though you are expecting the Lord Jesus to return. If you have not already it is never too late to start. Daily invite the presence of the Lord in and around you to allow the Lord His place within your life. “For it is in HIM we LIVE & MOVE and have our being.” Healing is always possible with the Lord!

Always allow the adult in you to keep you responsible and disciplined. Don’t let others control you by remote. There are many that seek to manipulate you to doing what they want you to do. Self-Control is part of the Fruit of the Spirit. Sometimes it is better to just say nothing when you are amidst those who misunderstand you. Exercising Self-Control yields much inner peace. Always remember that God is Omniscient. You do not have to compromise who you are in Him in order to enjoy yourself and have fun. GOD did not SAVE US to be unhappy all the time. It is important to readily admit however you are feeling and then take the necessary action to responsibly take actions whenever necessary. A lot of time just taking a few moments to be still and let the time past is sufficient. Make inner Peace your desired goal. You can always find contentment and peace in the Lord! “He will keep you in perfect Peace if your mind is stayed on HIM.” Scripture is not to just quote but to embrace an implement within our daily lives. It is so very important to know GOD & HIS WORD for yourself.

PRAISE GOD & THANK YOU LORD! Learn to appreciate who you are becoming in Him, We are forever growing. Learn to “Guard Your heart!” Not everyone is going to appreciate or like you. Seek the Will & the Way of the Lord above all else. Healthy boundaries are important. Remember God is Omnipresent we can call upon Him 24/7. He has given us HIS precious Holy Spirit, His Comforter to help us in any and all situations. Comfort you He will! Thank God for Christ Jesus!

PRAY for DISCERNMENT! For we live in a time when GOOD is called evil and evil is called good! There is much that has nested itself within the midst of GOD’S CHURCH that is not of HIM in these latter days. There has always been something Notice how in Revelation John was writing to the Church. There was something more or less going on in each place of worship that needed to be improved. It is good to regularly take and evaluation of yourself, wherever you worship or wherever the Lord has assigned you. It is very important to stay in the WORD! God’s Word is necessary Spiritual Food for our mind, body as well as our souls!

KNOW this; Through CHRIST JESUS THERE IS VICTORY! “Grace & peace is multiplied by the knowledge of God.” But you must embrace the TRUTH of HS WORD in order to grow in GOD’S GRACE.

GOD is more than able. GOD wants us to become complete in Him! You can not change what has been. But you can start anew from where you are. Begin to Allow the “JOY of the LORD to be your STRENGTH!” Take regular Spiritual Baths in HIS WORD. As You embrace its TRUTH you will discover that it is “Alive and Powerful!” Finding a balance is key… GOD can heal any heart and any home. Daily invite HIS presence in and around you. This is also what builds HIS CHURCH. Christianity is supposed to be a daily lifestyle. Not just a midweek or weekend activity. “We are HIS people and the sheep of HIS pasture… ” The building is not God’s Church; it is a place of worship where we gather together. Know that as a Believer your Body is the Temple of the Living God. It is within Believers His Holy Spirit resides. Ask the Lord to fill you as frequently as necessary.

This is what He teaches us in His Word:

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;” I Corinthians 6

GOD CAN MAKE YOU WHOLE!

THERE IS ALWAYS ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT!

As Believers know GOD has NO Grandchildren. So, it is never too late to learn. We can daily grow in HIS GRACE, WISDOM & KNOWLEDGE! “GOD IS LOVE!” a part of love is correction. When many talk about God’s Love they think about what makes them feel good yet exercise very little patience. They don’t want to suffer yet longsuffering is a part of His Love as well. WE must learn to firmly STAND upon GOD’S WORD don’t be swayed by every “wind of doctrine.” Spend time with the Lord. Allow Him to refresh and renew Your Spirit! We are but shaped formed dust. He is the Magnificent Potter! He can mend your broken heart. He can shape and mold you into a “Designer’s Original!” Yes correction is also a part of Love. Trust is also a very important part of Love. When you allow GOD His place within your lives it brings about harmony! In a Covenant Marriage when on one accord GOD continually knits your hearts together in a beautiful way as ONE in HIS LOVE!

We can always & forever Trust GOD to be GOD! As long as HE has us on this side of HEAVEN it is to daily grow in HIS LOVE, GRACE, WISDOM & KNOWLEDGE!

Live before an audience of One! We serve an Omnipresent God and He is everywhere we are. Being close to the Lord gives you true Security & Significance. You realize that there is nothing more important in life than to live your life to please Him! There is no greater security blanket than to be Covered by the LORD!

~ CHILDREN & PARENTS ~

CHILDREN OBEY YOUR PARENTS IN THE LORD, FOR THIS IS RIGHT!
“HONOR YOUR FATHER AND YOUR MOTHER” ~ WHICH IS THE FIRST COMMANDMENT WITH PROMISE! THAT IT MAY GO WELL WITH YOU AND THAT THEY MAY ENJOY LONG LIFE ON THE EARTH.

FATHERS DO NOT EXASPERATE YOUR CHILDREN; INSTEAD, BRING THEM UP IN THE TRAINING AND INSTRUCTION OF THE LORD…” EPHESIANS 6

If someone is caught in a sin you who are SPIRITUAL should seek to restore him (or her) gently…”Galatians 6

Invite the Lord into your home. It will make all the difference in the world. After all you are planning to spend Eternity with HIM? RIGHT?
CHRIST JESUS CAME; THAT WE ALL MIGHT HAVE AN ABUNDANT LIFE IN EVERY WAY! Abundant is relative. It can be more or less depending on each individual. EVERYDAY; BLESS HIS HOLY NAME! FOR HE IS THE DAY MAKER and the WAY MAKER. HE IS ABSOLUTELY AWEWONDERFUL!!!

Always Caring For MOM

Now that I am over fifty I can really look at things through my Mother’s eyes. My compassion has grown. My Faith & Trust in The Lord is immense and surely He has certainly Blessed me in a plethora of ways. It is such a gorgeous day. I know Mom would have loved this brilliant sunshine and stunning blue skies. Today we took her some beautiful flowers to place on her grave site. My Mom always loved fresh flowers, especially roses. She will always be alive in my heart. There are times that I miss her dearly; but I have peace knowing that she is resting and happily present with the Lord. I can look back and be thankful of the times I spent with her.

In her later years my Mom gradually began to say what I now call a “slow goodbye”.

My Mother was a very strong willed woman. I was her only daughter among my many brothers. I will always remember how she reminded me that she prayed that the Lord would give her a daughter. I am beyond thankful to say that I have always felt loved! It was actually just abreast a few months of her forth decade in life that I was born.

I believe that by this time she had a pretty good handle on being a parent since I was her ninth child and as I said before her first and only daughter.

My Father worked diligently many hours away from home providing for our family. Yet, He also took the time to take my brothers to the lake on fishing trips. My Mother adorned me with all the girly trimmings for as long as I can remember. Frilly Priscilla curtains festooned my bedroom windows along with my white high standing white wrought iron bed. I think I wore pink nylon and silk organza dresses with embroidered flowers with matching bloomers and pink satin ribbons to adorn my hair seems like forever to Church. Let’s not forget to mention how I had to stay up while she pinned curled my hair with bobby pins on Saturdays for long dangling curls on Sunday. This was almost until I was thirteen years old. I eventually was able to turn in my white socks for cinnamon colored stockings.

My Mother was born in the early 1900’s and that was the thing to do way back then for a girl child. I was especially elated that she spent many hours laboring at her much loved Singer Sewing machine fabricating me a plethora of uniquely designed everyday dresses. When school started there was one for each day of the week. She even made me a fashionable red plaid Dr. Kildare dress. She even allowed and encouraged me to design many of my own clothes. Every winter she purchased me a lovely camel & or fur collared wool coat.

Quality and originality was something she always stressed and impressed upon me. “Quality you know it when you see it!” It was not so much the clothes but the love and concern that she had for me. She made sure that I yearly attended the Church conferences held during summer as a delegate and there was also my piano lessons and photography class in third grade… These are just a few of the many things she did out of love. I can remember her up and about sewing more nights than I ever remember her sleeping and resting. I now realize the many sacrifices she made for me. Coming from humble yet compassionate beginnings makes you really appreciate the preciousness of time.

I have learned that time in fact, is really a precious priceless gift.

Years later on another occasion I can remember the day my husband asked her if he could marry me. Since we were so young I was a bit queasy as to how she would respond. He has always been very strong and certain of himself and never intimidated by anyone. Coming up in the midst of brothers makes you quite strong so I always admired this quality about him. He was always matured and he had actually graduated early from high school at sixteen. So I had chosen not to be present when he presented the proposal. My Mother was in her late 20’s when she married. Here I was a mere 17. I could only wonder what she would say. I had participated in advanced GATE classes since 3rd grade. She had already planned that I go on a college tour and………. But whatever my then, husband to be said to her, he won her heart over, from that moment on. He assured her that we both would continue on with our higher learning… It was at that time that they bonded. He became another son to her. We were engaged for one year. We married the following year.

When our very own daughter was born she adorned her with the same delicately made pink embroidered dresses. It was a Blessing that the Lord Blessed us with a girl first since I came up with so many brothers. Each time one of my children were born (we had four more sons) she came to our home for an extended visit. We spent many nights just enjoying the company of one another. I always appreciated the way she respected and loved our children and my husband. She was always so proud how well behaved they were and to see how well they also all excelled in school and loved to attend worship services.

My husband was Minister of Music and he had also became an upper management executive with Pacific Bell at 21. Our parents were very proud of us. I knew somewhat, but it was not really until her “Home going” celebration that I realized just how special her relationship was with my husband. My husband paid a tribute to her by playing an organ solo of one of her favorite hymns “His Eye Is On The Sparrow>”. It was at that moment he shared with the many guests that were present, that in over thirty years there had never been a cross word between the two of them. My husband is a very strong compassionate man of God. I don’t know many son-in–laws that can say that! These are just a few of the many memories that I cherish to this day. There are so many many more.

Little did I know until much later on in life how those memories would get me through the changes, challenges and transitions that her life encountered. Age has a way of creeping up on you. It gradually robbed her of all her much adored independence, gifts, talents and strength that she profusely exuded. My Mom was always a strong figure in my life. I always felt as a child that she was so stern and protective but not overbearing. She did not “beat me.” Nor did my father ever raise a hand to me. I was raised to be feminine & ladylike yet strong. But this also made me see the benefits of being disciplined. This of course is understandable since I was her one and only daughter. She was a very intelligent an educated woman. She was well respected by her academic colleagues. It was when I was in Jr. High that she entered into teaching. She wore many hats as a wife, Mother, teacher and actively took on many roles and a list of responsibilities at her place of worship. She was an advisor and confidant to many pastors & elders. Let’s not forget her excellence as a seamstress, gourmet cooking skills and passion for reading and gardening!

I said all of this to give you a poignant illustration of what was… I can remember her telling me how she was beginning to feel strange in this body of hers. That that person looking back at her in the mirror was beginning to be quite interesting. How her body just would not do the simple tasks as she wanted. After she retired and well into my adult years she continued to sew, cook and garden. But her last few years on this side of Heaven; slowly and surely her strong physical stature begins to slightly so ever bow. I would drive up and spend the day with her often. I can remember her equilibrium suddenly changing and her many falls. Osteoporosis gradually began to take its toll on her ever shrinking frame. Her once tall and grand stance resembling a much shorter humbled bowing position. Which was relevant in a sense since she was a woman of much prayer. The occasional bruises on her arms and head. But thank God no fractures or broken bones! She would jokingly say her hard head now came in handy. But she remained determined. I can remember the garage door falling on her. I asked her “What were you thinking of? You don’t even drive!” Here our roles begin to reverse.

My Mom loved to write and faithfully would journal her daily thoughts and dissipating activities. Her memory filled cherished journals and her original Elementary Primers are my most treasured remnants. It was in her journals I have her recorded memories of her much expressed LOVE for me, her long gone sister, brothers and parents. Who all went on before her, expressions in regards of her many friends and acquaintances, as well as my brothers and especially her loving relationship and many visits with me, my husband and our children.

My Mom as I said was articulate and had no problem expressing herself, in anyway. She was strong yet humble and could even discuss the sports statistics with my husband; as well as discuss God’s Word or any current or past News topic. Her home filled with memorabilia and a library of books along with an assortment of brilliant various of well taken care of nursery foliage inside and out. As time began to take its toll she asked me in a very cognizant moment to promise to allow her to stay in her own home until the Lord called her home. She did not want to loose that part of her independence. Her home was a place for any and all to come to and enjoy her wonderful cooking, delicious cakes, pies, desserts and company. I lived an hour away so she would come for weeks and stay and visit with my family. But no matter how much she enjoyed herself “there was no place like home“. My mother never learned to drive therefore she had to be chauffeured and transported. I spent many hours up and down the freeway taking her to the Dr., shopping and to run errands. This is also how I also learned to be very independent. She enjoyed spending time at the design & Fabric shops. I had a brother who lived right around the corner from her and one that actually lived with her. But since I was her only daughter that would not do. At times it was okay. I did not mind because that was time I looked forward to spending with her.

As time passed her health began to decline. Her physical condition began to deteriorate after major surgery, to the place that she sometimes lost control of her bodily liquids. Rendering the necessity of subscribing to adult disposable undergarments just in case. This is what happens often when one reaches their later silver years, especially so after having bore eleven children. My adult son who lived fifteen minutes away would frequently drop off a supply for me from Costco and visit with her. He would also give me an update on her condition. I share this not to undermine her as a women but to again give a real picture of what life often presents.

Gradually Mom had succumb to cocooning and not venturing outdoors much. Her many falls finally made her yield to a cane. I can remember taking her to the Dr. for therapy so they could assist and teach her how to use a much dreaded walker. They stressed how she should try to walk uprightly as much as possible. I can still remember the day when I was taking her to the car and she suddenly began to fall. I immediately lowered myself under her to brace her impact with the driveway. It was then I knew that there would have to be more changes. Her eyesight began to dim and arthritis began to painfully embrace her hands. Then there was her eye surgery, and……. Sewing and needle work gradually had to be set aside. I can see in her journals the gradual shift in her once brilliant almost flawless penmanship. I can see etched on the pages fragments of broken words painfully scribed and thoughts left arrested in mid air.

After her series of mini strokes her posture changed again along with her hymn singing and speaking. Her voice used for the many altar prayers now quieted, and her singing voice now only emitting a brittle scratchy throaty noise. The walker now obsolete and the need for a much needed yet regretted wheelchair. Along with a shower and bath chair and all the other paraphernalia that are needed when one cannot easily attend to all of the personal hygiene necessities. I purchased a padded desk lap pad to try encouraging arts and simple crafts, along with a mini water fall to solicit a tranquil environment, with soft soothing music in the background. Her living room now begins to shift from her antique furniture to a comfy padded sofa for her to look out the window at her once lovingly attended garden. Her bed room now housed a hospital bed that she just could not get used to, her physical position gradually shifting from flowered bed linen to white. Life and her many once enjoyed pastimes became a thing of the past. Her once strong frame. Only a mere silhouette and her limbs delicately extended on her now almost immobile body. Although often a somewhat slight questioning frown. Yet, she would always smile when she saw me.

She would light up whenever I saw her. No longer was she able to call or I call and talk to her on the telephone. This is when her slow good bye became a reality.

Must my Mother come live with me? The doctors are now giving up on her she is now in her upper eighties. I can remember how impressed they were with her intelligence she could sail through all of their mental tests. She would tell them her name the date and current news. How many children she had, their names and where she was; then name all the presidents of the United States. But now gradually the signs of Alzheimer’s had begun to replace her many cherished memories. The Doctors now recommended that she be placed in a home. My live in brother now getting more and more frustrated. Which was really his warranted fears seeing our Mom gradually disappearing. The visits now fewer by her many friends. She can no longer attend her much loved worship services. She no longer enjoyed the walks around the block as I accompanied her in her wheel chair. So she was kept inside gradually becoming somewhat of a hermit in her much loved abode. All besides her family who knew her were able to remember her as she was. Although there were a few who could see that this once articulate poised woman was beginning to wear like a fine fabric. Her appetite had begun to diminish significantly as well. I got her a nifty bed table to straddle her lap. We would prop her up with pillows on each side. There were times when she just wouldn’t eat without assistance. How ironic after all those years of serving others. It was interesting to see what would suit her palette. Yes again the Doctors have now given up hope.

But yet Mom is still holding on. I always felt that she has really begun to say a slow goodbye.

I, along with much anxiety and ambivalence begin to go and look for a care home for Mom at my many brothers insistence. One closer to me so I could see her daily. I now know that some care homes are just dreadful. Some are seemingly peaceful on the surface. But I knew within moving her would only hasten her good bye. Her once strong voice was echoing in the corridors of my mind “There is no place like home.”   My Mother had always told me if I remained  strong then my brothers would have to follow my lead.  I reluctantly wrote the much dreaded family letter to inform all of my brothers that this is where we are. What do we do? They have wanted me to put her in a home for sometime. A few had ideas but none came to fruition of course. My live in brother now hesitantly took care of her household finances. Since he never married or had children he opted to vacate his varied career. Therefore Mom was his occupation. He could do as he pleased and Mom had a family member there in the evenings. Whatever else she needed I would try to accommodate her. He would always call me and let me know her status when I was away. Sometime it worked and sometime it didn’t. So what do you do? I just wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.

Now again it is time to make more changes? My brother does not want someone to help in the house full time. What do I do? I am not able to care for her in our home. The Dr. says her care could run into the thousands and and …… So what do I do? Mom must have known that that was one decision that I just could not make nor did not want to make for her. That was one decision that I know she made with the Lord. So it was in her sleep, in her home late that night in January when my brother called and said; “Mom is gone.” I’m like, “gone where?” I suddenly remembered one day when she wanted to go back home.

She pointed out her window and told me she wanted to go home. “Mom you are home.” She wanted to see her “Papa.”

I took out a huge atlas I had purchased for her and showed her she was in California at home and Arkansas was very far away. She just looked away. Then it dawned on me. “Mom’s gone” my brother said again. I knew that Mom had starting leaving a little bit at a time.  She was holding on, she  really was just trying to give everyone a chance to adjust. I knew now that she had made the transition. She had gone on to be with the Lord and all of her other relatives that she had been missing. She had slept away at home peacefully; just like she wanted. Now she was at rest with the Lord.

My Mom had finally said Good bye……..

There are many issues around taking care of an elderly parent or parents. Who does what and when? Just enjoy them as much as you can while they are here. Try and let them make their own decisions for as long as they can responsibly do so. Treat them with respect and dignity although they become childlike. In the last days of course you will have some regrets knowing that they are leaving, and of course  you will miss them? If you patiently treat them the way you would want to be treated you will have peace knowing that you did all you could do to make them comfortable. Remember you never know how your latter days will be? But they will and can be overshadowed by the many many cherished memories! And yes of course you will always miss them. So shower them with LOVE while they are still on this side of HEAVEN!

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