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System of Exchange

I always turn harder to my faith when I haven’t been feeling well. This is only one persons opinion. Several months ago my husband and I were talking on the way home from town. He said that everything is made by God, but I interrupted and said that the bad things of the world were not, like when people choose to do something bad because they chose to listen to Satan.

Recently, I came to the realization that God inspired man to come up with a system of exchange. I don’t believe he came to Earth and set up a money factory, but I do believe that God knew the coming of the times and that we would need money. So therefor, I believe God inspired, through other people’s hands to create a system, for the betterment of mankind. There was an exchange system in the bible; talents and pounds and many more and there still is.

Whether it was pounds, talents, nickels, dimes, quarters, or paper money. No where in the bible does it say that money is the root of all unhappiness. It just isn’t. It is at the root of a child needing money for cancer treatment, it is at the root of adults needing cancer treatment, it is at the root of a newlyweds honeymoon. The only time money is bad is when it is misused and not managed well.

The other day I was talking to my husband and he said that he wasn’t sure the God created money. Only God has the power to create, either through his own hands or by the hands of others. To even consider that Satan has equal powers to God, in the department of creation, is insane. Satan can not create anything. All Satan can do is entice people to sin by putting thoughts in our heads. That is his eternal mission to take out mankind, to get us to sin.

Then I was reading about the parable of the ten servants and the ten pounds in Luke 19:21-27. Not to be confused with another parable in Matthew about 3 servants given talents (which were extremely expensive, like the highest amount of worth back in the day). A pound was worth 3 months wages.

Back to Luke 19:21-27. There is a Lord over some servants and he was going out of town and asked his servants to take care of business while he was gone. First of all, the citizens did not like their ruler. However, the first man increased his pound by 10x and was rewarded 10 cities. The second increased by 5x and was rewarded 5 cities. The next inreased by nothing on top of that he judged his Lord of being harsh. The Lord said, you knew I was harsh, yet chose not to do what I asked of you. Then said the he would judge the servant for judging him. Basically, the Lord over the servant said, if you knew I was a harsh man then why didn’t you do business. Then the the one pound was given to the servant who made 10.

Then the following verse pops up: Luke 19:26 For I say unto you, That unto every one which hath shall be given; and from him that hath not, even that he hath shall be taken away from him. This sounds like if you have, more will be given and if you have not, less will be given and also be taken away. I think it’s because we are meant to have to work for our money. According to this the servant who did not do the business as asked was then given less and i imagine the same went for any of the other ten servants.

So is money bad? I don’t believe it is, if in the right hands. I do believe God’s hand was involved in making money. I do not believe having money is a sin. What I do believe is money is a very powerful tool and if left in the wrong hands (a person who is listening to Satan) it can ruin lives. Which is what it means when you put another God (money) before the one true God. I personally do not believe in hoarding money. I believe there should be plans made with it or invested properly. Just like the servant who increased his pound 10x.

I believe that stuff worth money around the house, that is not being used, should be given to goodwill or some other charity so that others may be able to enjoy. After all, if a person can have something to enjoy they should be rewarded for their hard work. For people who can’t work, God will bless them for their righteous  efforts. It should be carried on like a domino effect. Paying it forward. Righteous efforts are paying it foward.

I believe the stigma about money out here in the bible belt, was made up by some bible thumping (insert religion here).

On top of everything else, I believe there is another lesson to be learned from the parable. The stronger your faith, the more blessings you receive, because you notice them. The weaker your faith, the more blessings you are less likely to notice.

One more thing, just so everyone knows, Satan has no powers that are equivalent to the creator. He can’t create anything. Satan can whisper lies to you and as I said before and I will say it again, if the holy ghost is strong within you, Satan will not be able to persuade you to do wrong. Satan causes less blessings but when you listen to the Holy Ghost you don’t have to worry because you will choose what is right and your reward is more blessings because of gratitude.


Be The Very Best

Being a patient you learn the truth about some things and one of those things is that you really are supposed to put yourself first here on Earth. It is not being of the world, it is being in the world using the prophetic knowledge of our savior Jesus Christ, the smartest man who ever walked the face of the Earth. Being in the world is ok because Earth is our temporary home. Being of the world is putting tangible things before God.

There is no way we can serve with the greatest magnitude unless we love and take care of our selves first. If one doesn’t take care of oneself, one is not able to listen to the prompting of the Holy Spirit to serve for God. Like when people are mean or nasty to everyone. The Holy Spirit/God cannot be present, there isn’t goodness. So, the only way one is able to serve is to love thyself. That causes us to be able to hear God. Im not saying God doesnt use everyone for his work. I am saying that if you arent in a good mind, you wont listen to God, you’ll choose the wrong instead of choosing the right, and it is because you are not being love. Therefor, you are causing yourself to be alone without the ability of discernment and not in the presence of God. It is your choice. One cannot love completely with out having the presence of love in your heart. The same as the presence of God. You have to allow love in first in order to love your neighbr

You love others as you love yourself. Matthew 22:39-Love your neighbor as yourself. You have to love yourself to love your neighbor properly. That scripture has multiple meanings. It also means you are going to treat your neighbor the same way you treat yourself. How good do you feel after a warm, relaxing bath? That same good feeling is how you will treat your neighbor; in a relaxed and refreshed manner.

John 15:12 This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. This tells how to love our neighbor and also gives us a clue on how to hear God when we are needed to serve for God. Jesus said love just as I love you because he is giving us a short parable. Love so I can talk to you and you can hear me. 

It really bothers me when I make a decision that is good for me, then it makes someone else mad. Trust me, I’ve been accused of being selfish. Others may say, “go ahead, I know it is all about you, I know.” Then stomp away. I am not going to let it bother me any more. Just because I am an individual with different needs does not mean I don’t care. It does not mean that I will step on people to get what I want. It means that I am trying to improve myself and it has nothing to do with any one else but me. There is not one person in this world that is exactly like me. I will always work at loving myself so I can love others. Isn’t that the first step to wellness?

When you leave yourself behind, you get sick.


Just as Jesus Christ said to do, follow Matthew 22:39 and John 15:12.
If you havent understood anything i wrote remember this:

I hope this made sense. Lately I have noticed that I am scatter brained and it is flowing over into writing.

The Box at the Front Door

I use Amazon all the time. My account is set up. It is easy and simple and I get quality product at my doorstep. I even get free shipping. I like to use 6pm for buying clothes and shoes, occasionally. My account is set up. It is easy and simple and I get quality product at my door step. I use other sites too, but these two are the ones I use most often. I’ve used swim outlets, running stores, cycling stores. They all have the same things in common; I have an account. It is easy and simple. I get quality product at my doorstep.

If I can go on line and click a button without having anything tangible in my hands, and know without a doubt that I will receive the product, I should know immediately that a prayer will be answered?

The store is like God, it has everything I need. The account is set up, he knows me. There is a button to click, so all I have to do is ask. My product will be at my door, so I believe, unwaveringly, that my product will come. I ask myself what I want. I seek out my desire. I click (sounds like a knock) a button. Then I get what I want. All I have to do is wait. I know what I want is coming. I don’t even think about it again until, BOOM, there it is right in front of me, at my front door. Boom; oh my gosh, yey, I have what I ordered. Now that is service.

If I can trust these online stores and not waiver. Then surely, I can trust God will answer my prayers. That I only have to ask once. Only one time. No need for repeats. God will answer the prayer because God is Great.

Faith takes work. Believing. When a prayer is answered, it will be better than any online store could offer. Sometimes items are returned. Answered prayers are never returned. It is because they are designed specifically to be greater than what was asked for. Answered prayers are greater than any box at the front door.

The buzz cut

My hair was falling out in chunks because of chemotherapy. I was sleeping in chunks. It was getting very aggravating. I was wearing a black Pink Floyd shirt and all you could see was a bunch of blond hairs stuck to the front and back of the shirt. My pillow had chunks of hair on it. I would wake up to scratch my head and clumps of hair would fall out in my hand. It was 2am and I wanted a buzz cut. But, I waited until the morning. At 6 am I got the clippers out. My husband got a chair and he gave me a buzz cut. The first swipe was my bangs and my lower lip started to quiver. the second swipe over the top and my lip quivered more with little tears in my eyes. The third swipe and I couldn’t help but frown. But, my big girl voice took off and I told myself, it is not forever, don’t cry, suck it up, it is going to be okay. Losing my hair can be quite devastating. The feelings of sadness went away and I decided that it is just another part of my life to get through and it stopped bothering me. My head was buzzed. This to shall pass. I still have very short hair and blotches of no hair. My head feels like on big purple bruise in some areas.

It took Parker a looong couple of seconds to notice my head. He knew that I was going to lose my hair. I told him that the doctor is making me take medicine that is really hard to take and it would make my hair fall out. Once he noticed, he smiled and said, “your hair fell out.” I told him that I have a lot of hats to wear and he was wondering why I wasn’t going to wear a wig. Of course I wanted him to feel comfortable with me when we go out, so I actually thought getting a wig would remedy that. The truth is that he really doesn’t care. He likes the hats and I did make a compromise, I have a half wig that covers the crown of my head and leaves the top of my head uncovered. This is to wear with hats. I actually like it and it is totally my style. All the wigs seemed to perfect and I didn’t feel like myself no matter what kind of wig I tried on. But, in the back of my mind it would be really cool to have a super long blond wig. Ryne and Amanda have been through this before. I wore a scarf the whole time. They don’t care what I wear on my head either. I was so worried about making little change that I forgot my kids love me for me and not for my hair, duh. They just want me to get better.

Today, I put makeup on. It is something I barely ever do. I believe I should keep doing it though because I makes me feel good to look pretty.

Below are some pictures of the process and a small modeling show of some of my hats.

P.S. Cancer doesn’t control who I am, it controls how people treat me. I am still me.


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All It Takes Is Believing


Play-doh…kids just make whatever they want and always believe everything they make is awesome. When do adults quit believing everything they do is awesome? When does that happen? Does it happen because another child breaks us? Does it happen when a parent inadvertently plants the idea that the child could do much better? Does it happen when we lose the ability to see the beauty of life? There could be so many reasons why adults lose their inner child and start to believe that they just can’t be good enough or smart enough to manage to pull off the impossible. Just making playdoh pancakes becomes a thing of the past and our brains are rewired to believe we might not be capable of being or doing the impossible.

Everyone has the ability to make a difference in their own lives and the lives of many people in the world. Lets start to believe that we can heal ourselves because we can. We can seek help, we can make changes. All it takes is believing. The belief that something greater than us is always working on our side, cheering us on, to fight the fight, and win. When we become winners in a race that seems impossible; we become triumphant. We become winners. We become people who can make a difference in others lives. We are people who can help others triumph over all trials. We can start to work together to make everyone feel better. When we learn to win, when we learn to love ourselves, when we realize the benefits of endurance, it changes us. When we are changed, we are able to teach others to endure.

So lets remold ourselves into any shape we want to be. Lets make ourselves into the most colorful creation possble, just like a child molds playdoh. Lets learn to use our hands and work hard to make a creation within us. Lets cut off the uneven parts and roll out the dough to a flat smoothe surface ready to take on any project that comes at us. We can make the most defined person we could possibly be. We can roll our selves out to be tiny little snakes, spaghetti, pancakes….and apparently, as I watch my own child playing and dancing, we can even turn ourselves into rainbows. Imagine what you want to be and become who you really are.

Even though we go through trials; with vision, imagination, action, endurance, and belief we can become what we are meant to be and make the world a better place.

Matthew 8:13 And Jesus said unto the centurion, Go thy way; and as thou hast believed, so be it done unto thee. And his servant was healed in the selfsame hour.

Matthew 21:22 And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.

Mark 9:23 Jesus said unto him, If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth.

Remember, all it takes is believing and anything can happen.

Much love,

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What I love about winter

What I love about winter:


Watching snow fall from the front window

Standing in the snow and catching flakes with my tongue



Coating of ice on trees

Snow on pine trees

The calming affect a snow covered front yard gives

The happiness of seeing the front yard after a full day of playing in the snow

Snow angels

Snow covered cars

The invigorating feeling in my lungs after a deep breath of cold air




The reflection the sun gives off the snow

Dogs in sweaters

Reading on the front porch underneath an electric blanket

Fire in fire places


The crunch of snow under my feet

Hot chocolate after playing in the snow

Christmas music

Christmas trees

Children singing Christmas carols

A New Year

Christmas lights

Icicles hanging from the gutters

Real snow cones with real blackberry syrup


Sliding down snow covered, icy hills, on my feet

Winter movies

Visiting family

Bundled-up children ready to play in the snow

The season for puzzles

Yes,  I do like winter.

The Spirit of Giving

As I was sitting at a dinner table surrounded by adults and my youngest 6 year old child a conversation started developing. It was a conversation about who told who that Santa is not real. All of a sudden I whispered to my husband, “Why are they talking about this?” Finally, someone pointed out that the conversation had to stop. I quickly changed the conversation to the fact that my son made a motion detector and he plans on putting it out by the tree so when Santa comes he will trip it off and a very load sound will awake everyone and we would be able to see Santa. ***Note to self, disconnect wire, no one should ever see Santa.

I was thinking about this whole Santa Clause thing. I have kids that are 21, 16, 6, a grandchild who is 1, and another on the way. So far, my oldest kids are the ones who have asked me whether Santa Clause was real. Then it donned on me, I have never told my children that Santa Clause was not real.

When they asked me, I told them this:

“I believe in the spirit of giving. St. Nicholas or Santa Clause is the epitomy of selfless giving. I believe in the spirit of giving and you can decide what you want to believe in too.” This is all I ever said to my older kids.

I believe that teaching kids of about Santa Clause (the spirit of giving) teaches so many lessons. Especially, if you do it right. Always ask the children what they think Santa and the reindeer would like to eat. Let them know that there is going to be a lot of cookies that Santa eats and he is going to be very tired. I let them decide what to leave out. I believe that not only is this teaching a child empathy but, it also teaches them to show that they are thankful that Santa included them in his journey.

St. Nicholas or Santa Clause teaches us about selfless giving. Santa is an all around giver. Parents naturally want to teach selfless giving to their children.

If you want to take it in a more Christian way. The spirit of giving comes straight from God. He gave us the greatest gift.  For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life (John 3:16) .

If you look at Christmas as just a bunch of gift giving, technically it is. (Just not the insane materialistic kind.) The gift giving can represent the gift God gave us, it can represent the gifts from the wise men. It is a completely and totally a Christian Holiday. The tree can represent the night sky, the lights on the tree are the stars in the sky. The star or angel on top of the tree is a sign of the good news that was brought into the world. Christmas ornaments represent all the blessings we will now receive because Jesus came into the world so that we may not suffer for our sins. This is the ultimate gift and the ultimate spirit of giving.

I believe in the spirit of giving. No one can ever change my mind about that. The spirit of giving lives on forever. As long as I believe in the spirit of giving, I believe in a God that gives us many blessing on a daily basis.

I always find ways to teach my kids about the spirit of giving all year long. It just doesn’t have to happen at Christmas. Christmas represents the gift of peace to all in the world. Easter represents the gift of forgiveness to all in the world.

So this holiday season give the gifts of peace and forgiveness.

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