Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Memorial Day 2012

Many flags
Many memories
Cemetery short white crosses
Searching for Papa and George's
Feeling their burdens, unspoken pain
War horror
Mass graves
Destruction of body and soul
Fractured souls of the living

For ages
I prayed for a way
to erase it

God gave it
Thank you

When you are ready
to exchange war's horrors
for inner peace,
come to me.

2012 Red Convertible Travel Series

Friday, June 29, 2007

Cause to Celebrate

My daughter had an appointment with her Oncologist this week after a two month break. It wracks her nerves. She worries about the needles and results. I trust she is healing. In my gut I know it.

Dr. Stephen Thome was busy and late, she got bored and walked around the office swinging her purse like we women do. When she returned he was behind her. She looked back surprising him. He was stunned, couldn't believe how easily she was moving. When she told him all the things she'd done in the last two months he looked at me wide-eyed, "It's a miracle". Considering he met her in late August, 2006 when she was flat on her broken back in screaming pain, it is. All I could say was, "By the Grace of God". He jumped up and left to tell the nurses station the good news. Throughout her exam he oohed and aahed at her overall improvement and doesn't need to see her for three months. Much joy throughout. We left amidst a flood of warm smiles.

At home we had a grateful hearts celebration: chunks of cantaloupe wrapped in Prosciutto; sips of James Arthur Vineyard's Seyval, a Nebraska white table wine; homemade organic chicken salad and baby lettuce served in bakery fresh flaky croissants. We took our time. Savored every bite. Smiled a lot. For dessert I served Marscapone in footed crystal with slices of huge, fresh, California, Driscoll, organic strawberries that tasted like sunshine. JAV 2 Brothers white table wine has a little effervescence and slightly sweeter taste. It was perfect sipped over a piece of melting dark mint chocolate.

Dr. Thome has the perfect bedside manner and expertise for her. The Chiropractor who saved her life twice, Dr. Ray Klepinger, continues to work on her with the Pro-Adjuster system used on Olympic athletes. PT Dr. Nick Wissink is outstanding at waking her muscles and strengthening her body. She couldn't be in better hands. There is progress to prove it. Praise the Lord.

Miracles for her are being worked through many people in many ways. We pray they continue. No prayer is wasted. Thank you one and all. God bless.

copyright 2007 Red Convertible Travel Series

Friday, May 11, 2007

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY 2007

MSN photo
Mothers of all life, this is our day.
Whether you lay eggs or give live birth,
we are all one.
God Bless

One of our cards read, "It's as if the doors of Heaven have been opened for a while." True.
Baby powder, Johnson's baby soap, tiny warm breaths, red lips, long dark lashes, and a mass of dark hair were just as Grandma predicted. I felt instant overwhelming love, as if I'd known her forever. Her helplessness matched my protectiveness.

Fast forward. Devastating news: cancer broke her back. She wouldn't live to see Christmas 2006. "This is not fatal, it's just a glitch in my system. I am not a statistic," she replied. I believed her. Her late father had come to her in a dream and told her she was not dying from this. He confirmed my gut feeling that she not only survives, she thrives and moves into a full life.

The morning after I received the diagnosis I awoke to see her cradled in Jesus Christ's arms with two tall ministering Angels working on her. Jesus told me he would carry her and see her through. She couldn't be in better hands. Thank you Lord.

To the outer world she and I stand strong in faith, two anchored trees in a hurricane of doubters. I stopped my life to breathe life into hers. Countless prayers from friends, family and people we will never know sustain and encourage us. Humor and gratitude are soul food.

By the Grace of God she not only lives, she improves steadily. It's May. This week she drove for the first time in over a year. No more screaming pain. She weaned herself off pain meds that messed with her mind. Her will isn't tough-as-nails, it's tough-as-railroad spikes.

Our Pastor says it's miraculous what the Lord has done, and is doing in her. The blessings are huge and many, and they keep coming. Her Oncologist, Chiropractor and Physical Therapist are each outstanding in their field. She hopes people see her life and healing as proof that God does care, and works for, in and through us. Without Him we are nothing.

copyright 2007 Red Convertible Travel Series

Monday, November 20, 2006

Food & Faith

Our lives rearranged. I've moved home to help restore my grown daughter's health. Bears come to mind. My cub went down. We, mother bear and I, will protect and defend our young to death, if necessary. I hold and guard the image of my child healed on every level, and I will not waiver.

With my ears tuned to her as if she were a newborn, I move throughout the house cooking, encouraging, and comforting. From scratch and organic foods are my mainstay. Family recipes with a history of "comfort and healing" are back in action. Rice pudding made with a cinnamon stick, golden raisins and cream is one. Raisin bread pudding served warm drizzled with cream is another. Organic chickens under the "Smart" label convert to chicken cacciatore, roasting, stews, chicken salad and stock. We eat multi-grain breads, use unbleached flour, and cook with butter and cream.

Peas for pain. Sounds like a commercial, but they are doctor recommended. Frozen and bagged they move around the injury independently cooling the hot spot.

Our Pistoulet dishes are bright and cheerful. Food first feeds the eye. Red stem chard cooked in a little butter with fresh ground nutmeg looks good and tastes great. Fennel bulbs cooked in butter with Parmesan cheese lend a mild licorice taste. The root of the celery stock is awesome. It takes effort to get the outside off and the inside chopped, but we'd rather have it cooked and mashed than potatoes. Fresh broccoli, cauliflower and asparagus go into creamy, cheese soups.

A small dish of cranberry relish accompanies every meal: a bag of fresh cranberries, one whole apple cored and one whole orange are chopped in the food processor. Add a small can of crushed pineapple and a little sugar, Somer-sweet, or splenda. I make a batch about every five days: lots of Vitamin C and enzymes for digestion.

Dessert finishes off her meal with tea. To chocolate brownies I add Brewer's Yeast, a smidge of cayenne, walnuts, pecans or macadamias and a scoop of ice cream. As we head into winter gingerbread tastes good served warm with cream. (We should have a cow on standby.) Years ago we spent a Christmas in Virginia at Minnie's. While there we bought a chunk of Hershey chocolate run off, and a lavender sheepskin. Back home I made cream puffs with fresh country cream and melted chocolate. They were wonderful. The food memory is fresh. The sheepskin is long gone.

I just answered my phone. Wrong number, but humorous. The lady asked if we are the family with the dairy? No, but we sure use a lot of it.

Today I made Mrs. Fields chocolate chip, oatmeal, raisin, walnut cookies with Brewer's Yeast added. Great! Kris likes crushed graham crackers, coconut, Eagle Brand condensed milk and chocolate chips made into bars. Can you tell I'm trying to put weight on her?

Kris's appetite is great as is her attitude. We are taking a positive approach claiming her healing: Thank you God for healing Kris. And so it is. It is done. Her health does improve daily.

In this trial, the blessings are huge. We are deeply grateful for the prayers, everything and everyone. It is critical we live an attitude of gratitude. God is good all the time. All the time God is good. The bad news was good news resolving her long standing health issue. And people showed up exactly as needed. We don't believe it was accidental. It was the working hand of God.

If I could give others one gift, it would be trust. Trust that God cares, knows your every need, wants the best for you, wants to help, and He keeps His word. See for yourself. Invite Him into every corner of your life. Put Him to work. Keep still and trust.

Take care and God Bless.

copyright 2006 Red Convertible Travel Series