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Places in My Heart and Acts of God

heartsJanuary 17, 2018 – Places in My Heart

Your heart only weighs between 8 to 10 ounces, depending on whether you are a male or female and healthy. It beats 78 times per minute, 100,000 times a day sending around 2000 gallons of blood through 60,000 blood vessels that keep our tissues and organs fed. The heart is only as big as your fist unless you have an illness like high blood pressure.

Scientific research, over the years, has decided that the heart and brain work together, sending signals back and forth to each other and that one cannot function properly without the other, however a person can be brain-dead for a certain amount of time and the heart still beats, usually not for a long period of time.

No one has proven exactly what the soul is, but according to the Christian belief it is not a physical part of our body, but a spiritual one and even though the heart is a physical part, there is a part of it that is spiritually connected to our soul That’s why our heart aches, why we can actually feel sorrow or joy in it.

I firmly believe that the spiritual size of our hearts and soul are without measure. We are capable of all our emotions through them and yet they never seem to fill up. There is always room for more joy, more love, more happiness and sadly, yes more sorrow.

At one time in my life, I felt that my heart was like a cold stone inside my chest. I seemed to have lost all emotions because of the life I was force to lead. I didn’t feel love, happiness, joy or even sorrow, I just simply existed and functioned day to day, just trying to make it through each day alive.

Since I have become a Christian, since the Lord reconnected me with my family, and since I moved to a different level in my life, I have felt so much love, joy, happiness, and yes sorrow. I have met so many people that actually cared about me, so many people who unconditionally loved me, and all of them have a place in my heart, family and friends alike. Today I am thankful for all of the people that have a special place in my heart.

lighteningJanuary 18, 2018 – Acts of God

In the Old Testament, when God was angry, it was clearly known by the things he did. One prime example is the great flood when Noah’s family was the only one saved. Other examples include the plagues he sent down on Egypt when the Pharaoh wouldn’t let his people go. For thousands of years, people have been taught that earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, tornadoes and other violent actions of nature was God showing his anger and power.

I can’t claim to know whether this is in fact true, certainly it is a show of his power, that he is still in control of what he created, but some of it is also caused by the destruction of man with his pollution, his mining efforts, his destruction of the atmosphere with planes and rockets and missiles and bombs.

Although there are many today that believe that God quit interacting with us personally after he sent Jesus, we need to remember that the trinity is one, God the father, Jesus the son and the Holy Spirit, so if we say God spoke to us, we are acknowledging all three as one.

I’ve been the recipient of several occasions of what I believe were acts of God. There weren’t in lightening bolts or peals of thunder and there wasn’t a burning bush, but there were incidents that I believe were acts of God. Just the very fact that I came out of a 20 year, severe abusive relationship still alive and in one piece was an act of God.

There have been times, when I should have been in a certain place at a certain time, but got held up because of car problems or weather, only to find out that there was a terrible accident at the time and place I was to be at. I would call that an act of God.

Just to mention one that really sticks out in my mind is the trip to Olathe a few years back. We were taking my sis up to the hospital for surgery on her back. It was bitterly cold, snowing and icy out. We were heading down highway 69, going slower than normal because of black ice. Traffic was flowing at a slow pace, but cars were passing us, and cars coming from the other direction.

We hit a patch of black ice and the car started to spin. I held my breath, said a prayer, turned into the spin and just very lightly pumped the brake. The car turned completely around, ending up on the bank in the snow headed in the direction we needed to go. The act of God? All traffic coming and going completely disappeared, there wasn’t a car on the road. Today I am thankful for the acts of God in my life, big and small.

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Siblings and Big Bertha

sistersJanuary 15, 2018 – Siblings

I have often felt sorry for those individuals that were raised without the advantage of having brothers and/or sisters. Even though there are times when we are young that we sometimes feel like we want to be an only child, which is entirely normal, in the end we are thankful for our siblings.

I was blessed with an older sister, a younger sister, a younger half sister and a younger half brother. Even though there were times we didn’t get along, as we got older we became more respectful of each other. We spent many years apart, not knowing for sure where the other ones were, but once we reconnected, we stayed reconnected. Sadly we lost my older sister last year.

My littlest sister was murdered in the 1980’s, her killer has never been found. I didn’t have a chance to get to know her very well because she was so little when I left home and mom and papa moved away. My little brother lives in another state. He was a baby when I left and I didn’t get to see him until many years later, when he was a grown man with a family of his own.

My little sister lives 10 miles from me and you would think that wasn’t a great distance, but to us, right now it is. She doesn’t have a vehicle, has to borrow a friends truck that is hard for her drive whenever she needs to come to town. We are praying for a car for her this year. Our vehicle isn’t taken out of town because it needs some repairs and if we broke down, we couldn’t afford a tow and there is no-one to come and get us. Another concern we are praying about.

Today is my little sisters birthday. She turned 61, whoo-hoo. She is one of the brightest lights in my world. She is the original hippie, has been since about 7th grade and I love it. Her friends tease her about looking at life through her “rose colored” glasses, but I love the fact that she is always positive, always happy and always looking for the good in life. Happy Birthday sis.

Today I am thankful for my siblings and especially my little sis and my little brother, the only two I have left.

Philippians 4: 1 Therefore, my brothers and sisters, you whom I love and long for, my joy and crown, stand firm in the Lord in this way, dear friends!

BerthaJanuary 16, 2018 – Big Bertha

When my step-father talked my mom into moving to Cleveland, they went out and bought a station wagon. This thing was a monster, like a Sherman tank, heavy duty and heavy metal. My mom named her “Big Bertha” and she ran forever. Not only did she get us from Pueblo to Cleveland without a hitch, but she lasted until she was traded in a few years later. I think it was an Oldsmobile or a Buick but I’m not to sure. Old Bertha just kept right on chugging along until we didn’t need her anymore.

I had a few cars in my young adult life, an old Nash Rambler, that needed water put in the radiator every time you drove her. I used to carry gallon jugs of water in the back seat. I had a 1966 Ford Galaxy that would have lasted a long time if my stepfather hadn’t wrecked it one day.

For months I drove another Ford around town, in the dead of winter without a hood. A gas station attendant had not latched it right and it blew off on the highway. It was funny to pull up next to the police, they would just look over at me, laugh and go on their way, never pulled me over or gave me a ticket. I still laugh when I think of it.

There have been a few other cars along the way, each one lasting until I had no use for them, and a very few who broke down before I was finished with them, but I always seemed to find a way to get where I needed to go, I’m sure God was involved in it.

The Grey Ghost died a few years ago. She was my white jeep, but we ran her to death, yet after she was gone two things happened. We started walking everywhere we needed to go except the store and we lost weight and became healthier. My little sis got the joy of helping us out when store runs were needed and you could see on her face that she was excited she could do this for us.

The Isuzu needs a few repairs, but she starts every time. This last week, when the temps went down so low, I worried that I would go out there and she wouldn’t start. The locks froze up, but that was a simple fix and even when the windchill was well below zero, she always started right up.

These are the “Big Bertha’s” I’ve had in my life. I’m sure there might be one or more down the road. Today I am thankful for all the “Big Bertha’s” that the Lord has sent my way to get me where I need to go.

1 John 5:14-15 And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us. And if we know that he hears us in whatever we ask, we know that we have the requests that we have asked of him.

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Memories and Fears

eyeJanuary 13, 2018 – Memories

When I was finally delivered from a twenty year abusive relationship and looked back over my life, I truly believed that I had no good memories. After spending six years in foster homes, two of which were bad and having been sexually abused in one, I was certain there was nothing from my childhood or adult life that would be considered a good memory.

Even after I was saved, the only memories that would come to the forefront were the bad ones and I shared them with very few people because of the stigmas attached to being in foster homes when family members were in psychiatric institutes and being in an abusive situation for so long. I didn’t want to here those who never experienced what I did stand in judgment and ask why I didn’t leave, when they couldn’t understand how trapped I really had been.

Several years ago I met a family, one with close ties to each other. I was privileged to sit and hear their stories, their adventures during their childhood and what they remembered of family events, even though they had been very poor and there had been some abusive situations. I marveled at how they could sit and chit chat about the good memories, how they could laugh as they exchanged stories.

Through them I learned to really start looking back at my past life, all the way back to my childhood and I found that I had some good memories also, Even though my father killed himself, I remember him reading to us every morning from the bible in front of the windows in our basement apartment in Chicago, where all you could see was the feet of people walking by. I was told he committed suicide so my mother would get the money from an insurance policy and could take care of us better.

I remember when he would wheel his chair over to the stove and make us hot oatmeal for breakfast, and have often wondered if he got the salt mixed up with the sugar. I remember him rolling beside me as we walked down to the Newspaper building to see if we could get some scrap paper, because he was teaching me how to write.

The foster homes didn’t hold much good except for two, the middle and the last. The middle or second foster home was an elderly couple who had us for a few months but had to release us back because of medical issues. Ma and Pa Gordon were two of the most loving, kindest people I have ever met. The last one treated me so much like family I didn’t want to leave when it was time to go back to mom.

Listening to the stories of adventures and growing up with this family, I soon discovered that I had many good memories buried in the mire of the bad ones. Today I am thankful to the Lord for using this family to help me see the good memories I do have.

Philippians 3:13-14 Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

older woman prayingJanuary 14, 2018 – Fears

We all face fear in our lives. We grow up learning fear from our parents, teachers and peers. Everyone is afraid of something. Some fears are short lived because they are only about certain problems or situations that need to be resolved while some fears are a lifetime companion.

I don’t remember being afraid of much when I was young except for the hot water heater, probably because it was in my bedroom at the one foster home and always made a bunch of noise. In fact I had a nightmare about it choking me and woke with my own hands around my throat.

I was taught fear during an abusive relationship. I was taught to fear the person I was with and taught to fear accidentally doing or saying something wrong that displeased him. I lived for many years in fear of losing my life at the hands of this individual. I want you to understand that my mention of this so many times is not a “woe is me thing” but one of the biggest things in my life that the Lord delivered me from.

I remember my older sister, now deceased, who told me once that she wasn’t afraid of dying, she was more afraid of getting old and having to depend on someone else to look after her. May she rest in peace, but in a way she got her wish because she was only 66 when she passed away.

I can’t say that I am actually fearful today. The news is filled with acts of violence and hatred, and even though we don’t have those problems here, some day it may trickle down from the larger cities and I might have to face things like this, but I feel no fear over it.

We have a larger threat of nuclear war than we have ever had and there are so many that are really afraid. Recently they had a missile alert in Hawaii, set off accidentally and I can’t even imagine what went through everyone’s mind. If it happens it will be devastating but I am not afraid because, like everything else, this is in Gods hands.

There are people, even some close to me that are afraid of dying, even though I am certain of where they are going, it is more a fear of how they will die. I guess I would have to say, if I had my choice, I wouldn’t want to go painfully or from illness, but would like to just go to sleep and not wake up.

Today I am thankful for all the fears that the lord has relieved and look to him to relieve anymore that might come my way.

John 14:14 1. Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. 2. In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

3. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also

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A Plan, Upright and Warmth

bibleJanuary 9, 2018 – A Plan

I’ve always been the type of person that seeks knowledge. I was so glad when the internet was developed, and even gladder for all the information that is posted there. You can research just about anything you want on there from “how ants live” to “how to get rid of a stray cat”. You can look up the record of someone, you can search properties and you can find recipes and plans for healthy eating.

I worked for a company for eleven years that did research, records research. We did criminal records, prior employment, civil records, eviction records and even educational research for our clients. We searched records in the United States, Mexico and even many other countries around the globe. As a matter of fact, I took on the chore of getting up in the middle of the night to call other countries for the company. Of course I was paid for it and it was interesting going back and forth with an interpreter to get the needed information.

But, I have always had a curios nature. I have always searched and researched on a daily basis. Sometimes it is just mundane information, silly searches or genuine curiosity about something. I even do theological research, researching other beliefs and other denominations. I can get very frustrated when I don’t find the information that I am looking for.

The one thing I cannot research on the internet is Gods plans. The bible, a great source of information, tells us generically what will happen near the end times. It gives a good basis for conducting our daily lives and a great history of the human race, but since God has a plan for each individual, neither it nor the internet can tell me what his plans are for me, but today I am thankful to know he does have a plan in mind for me, that he will use me where and when he wants and that he will direct me according to his plan.

Psalm 32:8 I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my eye upon you.

1 Corinthians 2:9 But, as it is written, “What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him”

Legs in SPA

January 10, 2018 – Upright

When I was a child I ran around outside every chance I got. Now my mother said I had asthma and my older sister told me I had some horrendous attacks, but I don’t remember many of them. When we lived in Parker, Colorado, after my father died, there was a farm wife that would watch us when mom had somewhere to go. She would allow me to go out in the pastures and play on the condition that I didn’t tell my mother and she would let me swim in the water trough.

When we went to the foster homes, they were never told about my asthma and I didn’t seem to have any problems with it for a very long time. I did have one severe attack in the last foster home caused by emotional distress and they had no idea what to do for me because they didn’t know about the disease.

Over the years, for the most part, I haven’t had a lot of problems with it. Sometimes I will wheeze at night, but after using my inhaler, it is gone with-in minutes. Sometimes I get a little short on breath so I just sit down, calm myself down and do breathing exercises I have never really been held back from any physical exertion by it, but I do have it along with COPD.

Most of the problems I have today result from Osteoarthritis Osteoporosis and Rheumatoid Arthritis. There are no pain free days, something always hurts, something is always achy, especially in my feet where the rheumatoid aggravates most often. If it isn’t the arch on one foot, it’s the heel or ankle on the other and sometimes both feet are involved. Pain medication dulls it, but the pain is always somewhere, in my feet, my shoulders, my neck, my back or my legs. For the most part I have learned to deal with it, to not let it break me down. Today, though, I am thankful that I am still upright and mobile.

Hebrews 4:16 Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.

Psalms 34:19 Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivers him out of them all.

campfireJanuary 11, 2018 – Warmth

Oh the weather outside is frightful….”. We haven’t had much Winter weather the last few years, but this year it seems to be catching up with us. We have actually had a few days of snow instead of just one like we’ve had the last two years. But, we have had some freezing rain and some extremely low temperatures.

It wasn’t too bad this morning when we had to go to the hospital for infusion. We went to Walmart afterward to stock up on a few things before this icy stuff was supposed to hit. It had rained all morning but the temps hadn’t dropped enough to freeze.

After my afternoon nap, which at my age, the medications I take and the problems I have seems to be necessary, we discovered that there was one item we forgot to get and it was a necessary item. When I went out to warm the car up, the icy wind hit my face like a slap, I mean it was that cold and that painful.

Because it has rained earlier and the temperatures had dropped rapidly the locks on the car were frozen. I couldn’t even get the key in on the drivers side. I finally got the passenger side open but had to keep playing with the lock switch to get the other doors open, crawling across the seat was just not what I wanted to do. I actually had to jerk on the doors for they were frozen shut also.

We got in, got her warmed up and headed down to Walmart, got what we needed and got home. When I walked in, the warmth of the house enveloped me and I let out a big sigh. Today I am so thankful that we have a furnace that works good and for the warmth it supplies us during these cold days.

Philippians 4:19But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus

Luke 12:31 Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and he will give you everything you need

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Running Water, Watching Over Me and Lemonade

waterJanuary 6, 2018 – Running Water

Camping has long been a vacation pass time for many families. There are many people, young and old that love to be out in the wild, to experience what it feels like to get away from our fast and social, technical world.

Most vacation camping spots that rent cabins have some of the modern conveniences such as running water, electricity and plumbing. In fact, there probably are not that many that do not. Owners had to update everything to keep up with the changing wants of their customers.

When I was younger, I got to go camping a couple times with the last foster home I was in. We really did rough it for a weekend. We camped near a stream one time, slept in tents and the back seat of our cars. We cooked over an open fire and went potty out in the woods, and we hauled water by the bucket loads up to our camp site.

The second time we went, we rented a cabin. It had running water, plumbing and electricity. In fact it even had a refrigerator, stove and cable TV. To some that is really roughing it, but for the true to heart, avid camper it is still too much modernization.

Today we have people who have moved out to the wilderness and have learned how to live off the land. They have learned to live without electricity, plumbing, running water, electronics and all the technology that is rampant in today’s society. I think they are called “preppers”.https://www.prepperwebsite.com/

There are still isolated areas in the world where plumbing, running water, electricity and all forms of technology do not exist. Sadly, in these areas, usually small villages, a ditch runs through the middle of their huts that serves as the bathroom and as their drinking water. It is not unusual for disease and illness to run rampant in these places.

As for myself? I think camping again would be fun, maybe sometime, but today I am thankful for running water but I’m even more thankful for the running water supplied from God.

Isaiah 44:3for I will pour out water on the thirsty land and the streams on dry ground; I will pour out My Spirit on your offspring and My blessing on your descendants.

John 4:14 But whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.

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Christ of the Ozarks, Eureka Springs, Arkansas

January 7, 2018 – Watching Over Me

All of my life I have had a feeling that someone was watching. As a child I was certain that parents were around every corner, watching to make sure I was behaving. I had a feeling that no matter what I did, they would know about it without anyone telling them.

As I got older, I still had that feeling that I was being watched, even though there would be no one around, I felt like someone was there. Many of friends would laugh if I talked about, telling me I was paranoid or that I must have a ghost following me around.

As I grew in my walk with the Lord, I begin to realize that all those time I felt like I was being watched, I was. He was watching over me. No matter what I was going through, good or bad, he was there with me, waiting and watching. Waiting for me to accept him and watching to make sure I made it through all the valleys I wandered in. Today I am so thankful to know that he is still watching over me.

Proverbs 15:3 The eyes of the Lord are in every place, watching the evil and the good

Isaiah 41:10 ‘Do not fear, for I am with you; Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, Surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.

lemonsJanuary 8, 2018 – Lemonade

There is a saying that I have heard off and on all my life. “When life gives lemons, make lemonade”. For the most part I just ignored it assuming it was some kind of joke and not advice from caring people. It took many years before I realized what they were saying to me. It goes along with the sayings like “behind every cloud is a silver lining” and “there is a blessing hiding in everything.

While I could rant and rave about all the bad things that have happened to me over the years, I can clearly see that in each circumstance, something eventually good came out of it. It wasn’t always something good for me, but someone, somewhere along the way benefited from my trial and I, myself learned many valuable lessons.

So, when life started throwing those lemons at me or when I see that heavy cloud rolling in, I start planning my recipes for lemonade and I start watching for that silver lining. Today I am thankful that the lord has been teaching me to make lemonade.

Ecclesiastes 7:14 On a good day, enjoy yourself; On a bad day, examine your conscience. God arranges for both kinds of days So that we won’t take anything for granted.

John 16:33 I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.

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Politeness and Quiet Nights

cardinalsJanuary 4, 2018 – Politeness

The other day I witnessed politeness in nature. A female and male Cardinal landed on the deck to partake of the cracker crumbs I had put out there. The male Cardinal allowed the female to eat first. Then as he was getting ready to eat, a small sparrow flew down. The male bird flew up to a nearby tree branch and waited as the sparrow ate.

Just as the sparrow left, a starling flew down. The Cardinal stayed up in the branch until the starling was finished, then flew down to have his dinner. The reason I believe he was being polite is because there was plenty of food spread all along the railings of the deck and he could have landed at any spot there.

All through my life I have basically dealt with three types of people; those who are polite, those who are rude and those who seem to be indifferent. I won’t lie to you, but when I was in my teens I had times when I was rude and times when I wasn’t as polite as I should have been.

In my defense I will state that when I was rude it was usually directed back to someone who was rude to me or I was under a great deal of stress at the time, but I knew never to be rude or indifferent to my parents and siblings or other adults when my parents were around. My mother would have drug me to the kitchen sink and washed my mouth out with Fels Naptha soap.

For the most part, I have always tried to be polite and respectful. I was taught the basics like saying “yes ma’am, yes sir, please, excuse me and thank you”. I was also taught to hold the doors for others, to move out of someones way and to help those who were elderly or handicapped. Even though there were events in early adulthood where being polite didn’t diffuse a situation, and I was often made to apologize for something I didn’t do, or wasn’t wrong, I still tried.

Living in larger cities, I quickly discovered that there were plenty of rude and indifferent people. The rude ones would literally run you over or push you out of their way. The indifferent ones would ignore you, not acknowledging when you said “excuse me, sorry, or pardon me” but would totally act as if you did not exist or sometimes let out a “huff” because you interfered with what they considered their “right of way”.

I understand that sometimes it is hard to be polite, especially if you are rushing or under a great deal of stress, and it is even harder to be polite when someone is being down right rude to you. I’ve had people crowd me as I entered a doorway, pushing past me and actually pushing me up against the door jam. I have had people run over me in the grocery store, literally hitting me with their cart, and while I would say excuse me, they would barrel past me like I wasn’t even there.

My mother said if you couldn’t say something nice to someone, then don’t say anything at all. And while this might work in certain circumstances I still consider it an act of rudeness. Today I am thankful for all the people in this little town that go out of their way to be polite and I am thankful that the Lord constantly reminds me, that no matter what the circumstance, I should always consider the feelings of others and be as polite as I can whether they reciprocate or not.

starry skiesJanuary 5, 2018 – Quiet Nights

The last neighborhood I lived in, in Cleveland, before I moved this quiet little town was not the kind you wanted to walk around in at night. We lived above the restaurant my son worked at. At the bottom of the steps that went up to the apartment was a 3 inch thick steel door with an automatic lock. It locked as soon as it closed and it closed pretty fast.

In back was a deck that ran the length of the building and a small back yard down the stairs that was mainly used by the restaurant, with a fence around it and barbed wire around the top. I think that pretty much says what kind of neighborhood it was.

There were quite a few businesses on the main street that were pretty busy during the day, but almost all of them closed up before night fall. It wasn’t unusual to here gun shots and sirens off and on all night long and it wasn’t unusual to hear a fight spill over into the street from the bar across the street.

My bedroom and office faced the front, but I never went near those windows at night. I didn’t want to become a victim of a stray bullet. Unfortunately there are many neighborhoods like this, not just in Cleveland, but in every major city and some smaller ones all over the world. Violence has become a lifestyle for many.

We live on one of the main streets in town (I think there are only four main streets) and during the day it is pretty busy. There is a lot of traffic since it is the only street that goes down to Walmart and the exits to the freeway, and the grade school is less than a full block away from us, so there are quite a few children going back and forth during the daylight hours.

The house we rent in this rural town of only a little of four thousand has a back deck that stretches out into the yard. For the most part, our yard is pretty private with the garage blocking out one house on one side and foliage and trees growing on the other. I like to walk out there after dark and just stare at the sky. It is so awesome to look up and actually see the stars.

If I wander out after about 10:00 PM, it is pretty quite out. There isn’t much traffic on the main street in front and only the occasional car on the next street over and for the most part all our neighbors are inside for the night.

Once in a great while we might have a police car shooting toward the freeway area with it’s sirens going, but for the most part, the sidewalks have all been rolled up for the night.

I like to stand out on the deck and listen to the quiet. Sure, there may be a lonely dog bark once awhile out in his yard, or a night bird squawking as it flies over head, and in the warmer months you can here the chirping of the insects and a few frogs, but still, to me, it is quiet. Today I am thankful for these quiet nights, so unlike the ones I experienced living in larger cities.

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Resolutions and Finances

common senseJanuary 2, 2017 – Resolutions

Around this time of the year, many people start talking about their New Years Resolutions. The list can get very long: “I’m going to quit drinking, I’m going to treat my spouse/family better, I’m going to quit smoking, I’m going to go to church more often, I’m going to be a kinder person, or I’m going to start saving some money”. While they are all good ideas they are usually whipped away by the end of the month by the great wind we call “Life”.

Life happens and life, especially these days is busy. Everyone is hustling and bustling everywhere, going to work, going to school, taking the kids to different activities, taking care of the kids, cleaning the house, helping the parents or grand parents, getting the shopping done, and the list goes on and on.

When I became disabled it was close to the same as being retired. I no longer had to get up at 5 am to get ready for work, and then fall into bed exhausted at 11 because I ended up working a 12 hour day, had to do laundry, had to catch up on house work and had to buy groceries.

How wrong I was. I still have to do laundry, dishes and clean the house. Then there are the runs to the grocery store, the pharmacy and doctor appointments. Add to that checking in on others to make sure they are alright and running around paying bills. Some days I am just as busy as I was when I was working.

I quit making New Years resolutions years ago. As I got older, I began to understand just how unnecessary it was. Don’t get me wrong, it is alright to set new goals, it is great to work toward something you want, but long term future plans usually crumble early on. Instead I make daily resolutions. I look at the day, acknowledge what I might have said or did wrong, what I should have said or done and I ask God to help me to do better the next day.

Today I am thankful that he has shown but just how more logical it is to make daily resolutions than yearly resolution.

moneyJanuary 3, 2017 – Finances

If someone had told me in my forties that I would be on disability by the time I was 60, I would never have believed them, but that is exactly what happened. It was not by choice that I had to turn to this for my income but because of different deteriorating illnesses that made it impossible for me to work.

The Social Security Act was signed by FDR on 8/14/1935. Medicare was not passed until 1965, however people who retired at between those years at least had some form of income they could depend on. When it began it only paid the retiree but in 1939 surviving spouses and children were added in.

Social Security benefits also included departments that handled aid to dependent children, aid to various health organizations and the first national unemployment compensation program.

It was in 1954 that Dwight D. Eisenhower added amendments to help those who became disabled before their retirement age and others who had disabilities at an earlier age that kept them from being gainfully employed. But it wasn’t until 1956 that the latter two were included. Of course, employed individuals with the help of their companies paid into these services make them available at the due time.

Today, being disabled is not the road I would have chosen, but I am thankful for these programs that give me the financial help I need