Adventure Time

Adventure Time

Hello. 
I have been so busy with life and falling back in love with food (I once reacted to) that I haven’t taken time to write about these new (and tasty) adventures!
Let us begin with my first job after being sick…


Yep, my first job was away from home! Crazy person here. 
I worked up at Hume Lake (right before they evacuated due to the fire) and made new memories to replace the old ones of when I tried to work when I was sick. Whew! That was a mouthful. If that wasn’t a run-on sentence, I don’t know what is! Hmmm…maybe it wasn’t…meh.
 
Anyways, I was making milkshakes (while doing my happy dance) and enjoying this fun experience in the “Snack Shop.” Then nighttime came and that’s when the memories came on stronger than sweaty socks on a hot summer’s day…God told me to whip out my Sword (Bible) and fight the enemy’s lies with His truths (by speaking them aloud), but I felt weak, vulnerable, and decided just to try and ignore it. Thankfully my sister and bro-in-law came to the rescue and let me stay those nights with them. They were such a comfort as I finally stood my ground when the enemy tried every tactic to make me believe his lies…or even creating the want to believe those lies. The battle became smaller and the enemy’s words weaker when I brought truth and the Sword out in the open (should’ve done that earlier!).


Here I am at my sister’s place after the first night.
 
Above is a picture of the smoke (taken in July) from the rough fire.


I never dreamed that I would have another chance to work at Hume but…it happened! Smoke and all, it was a new memory that I have passed while climbing the cliff of life. 
P.s.
I will hold the “milkshake memories” in my heart forever…


“Milkshake Stain Memories”
Stay tuned for a new post on why we need praying people in our lives…we have friends in this present day spiritual battle…stay tuned…
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Green Memories

Green Memories

 As I walked around the yard, I looked around and saw many “green memories.” Plants and trees that have been with my family through the years…trees that were planted as small saplings and grew into beautiful giants that towered over us, danced in the wind, and warned us of the changing seasons…and oh the flowers! The little buds that smell the sweetest in their first blooms…even the bees dance with glee of the fruitful pollen that awaited them. 
 In the winter, when everything dies back and turns into a desolate sort of beauty…I begin to wonder at the intricacy of the bare branches…and ponder why some branches are destined to break, while others stay firmly attached to the thick trunk. I asked God, “Why, do You spend time planning out every detail of each leaf and flower even though You know it will die and fall off in the end?”
God answered, “Because I enjoy its beauty while it is yet still living…no matter how short every leaf, branch, and flower’s time on earth is.”


Here are several “green memories” that I would like to share with you…




Oh, the good old silver maple. 🙂 I remember this tree being outside as long as my child memory can extend… Every spring I would sit near its trunk and watch the lady bugs come and lay their tiny yellow eggs all over it…they even squeezed out their eggs on my tire swing that was once upon one of the maple’s branches (I didn’t use my tire swing until the lady bugs hatched).




The trumpet flower, and oh boy, does it live up to its name! This flower can make a loud trumpet-like sound when you pinch its base together between your lips and blow (be careful to check for bees before sticking in your mouth!). 😉 This noisy orange bloom was once climbing on our gazebo, but now is hidden on our side yard, peeking out at us when we walk further outback. These flowers make me think of my dad and how he taught my sis and I how to annoy our neighbors with its sound.




This purple beauty is newer to our yard and grows like a weed! Its flowers do not last long but don’t worry, just as soon as the old ones drop off, there are new splashes of purple to take its place. I think of my grandma ‘Nita, since she gave us these plants (she has the greenest thumb I ever knew of).




The orange tree leaf. 🙂 These ancient trees surprisingly have given us some oranges every year. I think of my sis and how we would put the orange peel between our teeth and lips to make it look like we had orange teeth. 😉 I think every kid did this when they were young…hehe (I still do it).




The ivy…this green memory makes me think of our pug mix and how she would run through it when she was a puppy…Tula (yes, my sis named her pug after Tula from “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”), after going through the ivy like the chubby torpedo she is, would charge at my sis and I while we were sun bathing. Haha Good memories.




Mint…I will always think of my mother when I catch a whiff of this herb. 🙂 She loves mint anything…and there has always been mint right by our old silver maple.




This plant is special because it is called “Dusty Miller.” When my mom and I saw the name of this plant, we knew we had to get it. My brother’s name is Dusty; we bought this plant in memory of him.





And lastly…one of our Chinese pistachios that is already turning color! These trees that encase our pool, are always the first to tell us that there is hope for cooler weather, warm fall colors, and hot tea…

Hmmmm…I hope you enjoyed sharing your time with my green memories. 🙂 What plant/tree/shrub memories of your own are you thinking of now?
Turn Your Anxious Eyes Upon Jesus

Turn Your Anxious Eyes Upon Jesus

Are you anxious today? I don’t know about you, but my mind felt
like it was being played “tether ball” with (bouncing from one anxious thought to another). I tried to ignore it, but I remembered that God has given us the Sword of the Spirit-which is the Word of God to use. So instead of being like one clam that keeps its mouth shut, I am sticking my tongue out like the other clam that gets places! So, BLEH! (That’s the sound of my tongue being stuck out)

Hey, if you’re anxious about the future…there’s a verse for that. Matt. 6:34, Jer. 29:11
If you’re anxious about your past…there’s a verse for that. 2 Corinth. 5:17
If you’re anxious about food…there’s a verse for that. Matt. 6:25, 26
If you’re anxious about dying…there’s a verse for that. John 3:16
If you’re anxious about what you’re going to wear…there’s a verse for that. Matt. 6:28-30
If you’re anxious about being loved…there’s a verse for that. Romans 5:8
If you’re anxious about financial circumstances…there’s a verse for that. Philip. 4:19
If you’re anxious about physical appearance…there’s a verse for that. 1 Sam. 16:7, Psalm 139:14

If you’re anxious about anything…check with the Word, write down those verses, carry them with you, and memorize them. Use your Sword. Speak its words aloud. It will bring comfort to you and stop Satan in his tracks. Ephesians 6:17, Heb. 4:12, 2 Tim. 3:16-17

“Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.” 1 Peter 5:8

“For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.” Ephesians 6:12

Remember, just like sparring, Satan may try to hit you a couple of times with different areas of anxiousness. Just keep your Sword up and ready. Resist the temptation to give into those thoughts and the devil will flee from you.

“Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” James 4:7

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Disclaimer: I am not a certified counselor. I am just speaking from my own experience and in what God is leading me to write as I walk with Him. I recommend diving into the Word and ask God to guide you as you seek Him and the truth. If you feel like you need extra support, please contact a pastor or a Christian counselor to help you along your journey in life.

When in doubt…

When in doubt…

  

Something I had to remind myself of…I was tempted to eat out every time I saw a gluten free/organic restaurant while on vacation. I kept thinking back to when I wasn’t sick…when I didn’t have numerous food allergies…when I was able to eat at these kinds of restaurants…memories of coming to this area and eating.

I made puppy-dog-eyes at every menu posted outside. I seriously thought I was “over” the seductive eateries…but this vacation brought back fond memories of eating out around here.

Thank God for my mom who was very supportive of me during this time; I have no idea what I would’ve done without her. 😊 

I am going to post what foods I took with me on my vacation while on the Nutritional Balancing Program (in the near future)…stay tuned!

What do you pack on a trip with your food allergies/special diet?

The Toddler and His Father

The Toddler and His Father

 A toddler walks barefoot with his father; holding onto his hands. The child sees a dark-new area ahead that catches his interest, so he asks his father to go explore it. The father replies with, “Dear one, if you want to go there, you must put your shoes on.” The toddler was stubborn and believed that he would not get hurt as long as his daddy was there, so he denied the shoes and continued to walk on still-tender feet. The father reluctantly consented after a few more tries of convincing his dear one, but knew his child would get hurt.
As the toddler walked upon the ruff terrain, he stepped on a thorn bush and began to bleed. He let go of his father and fell down to hold his wounded feet. Suddenly he realized that the darkness was around him like a thick blanket…”Daddy, where are you!?,” the child cried out…for he could not see his father because he let go of his steady hands in the darkness.
The Father was there; he was always there, and he had picked up the toddler and began kissing his tears away. The child finally reached up and embraced the One who was with him through it all. The father carried him for awhile (as he healed) and then told him to try walking again…but reminded him to put on his shoes, and he did so with his father’s help. The toddler grasped his father’s hands and together they continued their walk…

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What is the meaning behind this story? Well, there could be many interpretations of what is behind this short tale…but I will do my best at listening and typing to what God is saying to me. Haha Luckily, God is ever-patient with me. ;P If He can use the stuttering Moses to speak for Him, then I know He can make my clumsy fingers type something decent. 


Anyways…here we go.
 
I saw the darkness ahead and thought I could handle it because I had my Father (God) with me. Little did I know that “I was looking at the storm while standing on the seashore.” 
Sometimes, correction, MANY times I think I can handle what awaits for me ahead in life because I am holding onto my Father’s hands. Little-did-I-realize that God tells us what we need on our journeys (like applying the armor of God daily-Ephesians 6).
He is ready to give us the tools we need to walk among darkness and thorns, tools to climb the mountains ahead, and equipment to fight the battles that wait for us in the future…
Are you listening to His still but ever-present voice? I know I wasn’t. He was talking to a wall of stubbornness with me, and I got hurt by walking in the pride of my walk with God instead of humbly listening to His instruction before putting a step forward…I let go of His hands, felt alone, but he was there the whole time…wiping away my tears with loving kisses. I reached out for Him, He held me close.



My dad (earthly father) always reminds me to have a “walking and talking” relationship with God…not just walking or even talking but conversing (which involves listening).


What is God advising you to do this very moment as you continue to walk in your journey?