I don’t even know where to begin. My head, my heart, my soul are exploding with this! And I really, really want to write in a way that makes sense. I need one of you amazing bloggers to write this for me. Out of my heart. 🙂
But since that’s not an option, I’m going to do my best.
If you’re not careful, it might change your life.
And then, it’ll go ahead and change the lives, hearts, and futures of your kids.
Really, it’s not the book that does it. We know…it’s Father God.
This book, which I have just finished and am going to turn around and read again, along with a book Craig is reading on how to read the Bible, (much more than that, but hey–you need to talk to him if you want to know more), are coming together to rock my world. Our world.
Yay! Rocking our world is such a good thing!!
It all begins with how you read the Bible. And live and believe it.
In the Old Testament, (thus, the old covenant/way God worked with His children) God –for reasons I do and reasons I don’t understand– related with us in a very controlled manner. He gave laws: dos and don’ts. If a person broke those laws, there were clear consequences. If you kill someone, you will be killed. You disobey God’s command, you are stoned. Etc.
We all agree that we are now living in a new covenant; a new way of relating with God and our own salvation. We know that this is in the New Testament. What we don’t know is that in many ways, we are still operating in the old way. What we don’t know is that many times, we still believe God is working with us in the old manner!
Let me give you a few examples from my life.
In my head, I have been changing a lot. I know in my head that God is not an angry person up there with a big stick ready to whack me when I do wrong. But why, then, if I get sick, or my tire goes flat, or we lose some money, do I start checking my life to see what I have done wrong to deserve this?
Closer, far closer to home for many of us: why do I believe that others have control over me? Why do I allow others to manipulate me with disapproval, withholding love, tiny remarks, etc.?
Because the truth is this:
God is not controlling me.
No one else needs to control me.
I am the only one who needs to control me. And the reason I can do this is because the Holy Spirit fills me, and a direct result of that is self control.
Really, for this to fully make sense, you may need to read the book. It sounds almost weird. Especially depending on how you grew up and what worldviews and doctrines became a part of you as you grew.
But this truth is breaking off weights. It’s breaking tight bonds. It’s breaking people free!
God does not control man. He gives free choice. He gave free choice from the beginning, and He still does it today.
God is not “I’m bigger than you, so you need to listen to me or I will spank you and hurt you until you do.”
God does not hold us down while we have a temper tantrum…until we relax and give up.
I’m going to go so far as to say that to God, obedience and compliance is not the most important thing.
Relationship is. Connection with our hearts. Because He, in His infinite wisdom, knows that when that connection and relationship is there, stronger than life itself, that of course we will obey. We will jump with deep joy to comply with His ideas, His suggestions, His goals for us.
So why not us ~ for our kids?
Can I take this enormous paradigm shift–that happened between the Old and New Testaments, and change my own parenting? My own “training of my kids”? My own…heart?
That’s my answer. And in writing this, I am not going to attempt to convince anyone of anything. So argue all you want. I’m not convincing those of you who don’t want this. I’m writing this because someone somewhere was faithful in bringing this to my attention, and it is turning out to be a direct answer to my heart crying out to God for wisdom and help, as I realized that the way I am bringing up my kids — it’s not working.
And there may be one other lovely friend out there, who is praying the same prayer.
I have a seven year old. This simply means that I have been parenting for seven years. In reality, I sort of parented long before that. I was an elementary school teacher, a Sunday school teacher, a Bible school teacher, a Kenyan boys class teacher, and now and then, a babysitter.
I was a no-nonsense sort. I believed that in loving my kids, but making them tow the line, and allowing no bad behavior, I would turn out good kids. Kids who would be a blessing to society and to the Kingdom of God. This was how I taught my hundreds of kids before I was married and had my own. And they adored me. I’m not kidding. That was one reason I was sure this would work with my own kids someday. They also listened. They respected me. I was 27 years old, and quite sure I would make a great mom.
(Insert long, sobbing laugh here…)
Ten years later, here I am. I have five young kids. And I have no idea what I am doing.
Which is actually so good. Because then God can change me. He can bring me truth. And He can bring my kids to a good place.
My three oldest kids are pretty nice in general. They are polite. They are kind to other kids. They love God very much.
Then I had Enzo. And nothing worked with him. We realized that he needs respect. He needs a different hand. What I didn’t know was that all my kids were suffering. I’m not hiding under my bed crying. I can’t change the past. We all hurt our kids. It’s life. But I am jumping up and down! Because there are answers! Yay!
Let me give you a very vivid, true picture of our home.
Bomani is seven. Daisy and Hazel are six. While they play together all the time, they also fight. Constantly. Bomani loves to tease. The twins go crazy. They are passionately loyal to each other. They will also scream their hearts out at each other. Then throw Enzo into the mix. He has a very loud voice. He has a stronger temperament than I knew possible at this age. He can get the older kids to listen to him. But it doesn’t always work very smoothly.
Then there is me. Mom. I am going to say this with much hiding of my face. I am a helicopter mom. I see everything. In the nursery at Co-op, I am the one walking around keeping the kids from hurting each other. Because I am 100% aware. I can see an accident about to happen behind my head.
So when my kids are fighting, I know what’s going to happen. One of them will get hurt. It won’t be a nasty bruise or a cut, but it will be a hurt. So I step in. I yell around and get them to listen to me. It’s for their own good! It’s because I love them! But it’s exhausting. And it makes me mad. And I can’t be there every time. I threaten with a punishment. So they’ll listen, right?
But that’s not how my Father fathers me. He gives me 100% choice. He sets me free! I choose, every minute, what I will do. He makes relationship and connection with my heart priority. He sticks around to give suggestions and counsel. (Holy Spirit!) He does not bring punishment down on me when I do wrong. He allows me to get into a mess. Then He allows me to clean up my mess. And I learn. I grow. I passionately follow Him. Because I love Him.
Listen to this:
“Behold, the days are coming,” says the Lord, “when I will make a new covenant with the house of Israel–not according to the covenant that I made with their fathers in the day that I took them by the hand to lead them out of the land of Egypt…
“But this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel,” says the Lord:
I will put My law in their minds,
and write it on their hearts;
and I will be their God,
and they shall be My people.
Relationship. No longer leading us by the hand. Instead, He will place His heart into our heart. He sets us free. We no longer need to be controlled by the outside, because we are able to control ourselves from the inside. We have the Holy Spirit in us!
Love and freedom need to replace punishment and fear as the motivating forces in our relationships with our children. There is love, honor, and value for each other.
I still have enormously long ways to go. But I am so excited about the changes we are already seeing in our home. Practically speaking, I am training myself to allow my kids to fight. Because then they will realize that this is not working! They will get hurt. And they will have messes to clean up. (Not talking about the physical messy room…) This is much, much harder than you can imagine. A heli-mom allowing her kids to get hurt?!!! Allowing them to fight?!!! Yes. No longer heli-mom. Now I’m learning to be like my Father in heaven. I am here with suggestions. I am here to keep them from getting killed. I am here to create a strong connection of love and loyalty. And I am here…
To set them free.
A really big tool is choices. Because you do still need to get your kids to do what you want them to, many times. When it’s time to clean up their bedroom, I say, “Would you like to clean it on your own, or shall I set a timer?” They say, “We want to do it without a timer!!” And they hop to it. I empowered them. I gave them choice. I did not say, “Clean your room or I will give you each two whacks.”
(P.S. The book is not anti-spanking. But if you really think about it, all whipping of your child is spoken of in the Old Testament.)
Enzo is especially thriving with this. When it’s time for him to use the bathroom, I say, “Enzo, please go pee!” And then I remember and quickly add, “Do you want to do it yourself or shall I come with you?” Many times he hops up and happily goes himself.
Okay, this is hilarious. The other day I gave him two choices about something. He groaned and said, “Awww, two choices!” I laughed so hard. He is realizing that the “two choices” thing is cramping his style which is to do exactly as he wishes. 🙂
Every now and then I totally lose patience and speak sternly at the kids and give them an ultimatum. It feels so good at the time, then so not good. Because the results are not good.
And so we learn. And change. The change is not only in my children, it’s also a freeing in my own soul. I am the only one to control me. I don’t need to bow to the control of others. That is freedom!
And then I also have no need to control anyone, even the behavior of my own kids.
God has set us free, and so who are we to crawl back into bondage?
Ah. The excitement of knowing I do not need to cringe at the thought of having teenagers. This may sound weird, but the other day at Co-op I was watching my girls playing, and I just was overcome with a deep, deep happiness as I realized that I am free to only love them. I no longer need to fear bad behavior and treat it hard. I can’t describe the exact realization but it was incredible.
Free to love. Free to set them free.
Okay, I’ll shut up and let you read the book yourself. 🙂
This little lady just turned 1.
I will not go into the details of how incredibly fast this year has gone. You already know that. I am determined not to mourn as my children grow up. 🙂 (I still do at times!)
This past year has been so full of joy!
So, of course, on a whim, I went crazy with the cake. This comes from watching The Great British Baking Show…and wanting to bake everything in sight, but having really bad allergies for a month, so I baked less than usual instead. But now…a birthday cake to make! Yay!
I started out by whipping up two white bean, vanilla cakes and baking them in two different sized cheesecake pans. After that, I cut a circle out of the largest cake. This cut-out would be my top tier. Into the hole I poured a strawberry mousse. Then I placed the second cake on top. Surprise for you when you cut into the cake!
After that, I covered the entire cake in chocolate ganache made with Lily’s chocolate. You can see I did not get the ganache smooth and shiny. Oops. 🙂 Paul and Mary would not have been terribly impressed. But the rest of us were, so…
See, ya gotta have some sort of chocolate with a strawberry and vanilla cake!
Then I made strawberry whipped cream by whipping heavy cream and pouring in a box of sugar-free (actually was raspberry) jello. It colored it pink and gave it a nice flavor. The whipped cream frosting was not perfectly smooth and didn’t look like real icing, but so goes when you are determined to make a healthy three tiered cake. 🙂 The rosettes I piped also barely looked like rosettes. Haha! This is because of my frosting and because I use a baggie with the corner nipped off. So far I have refused to buy piping tips or bags.
That says “Talia” on top even if you can’t really…read it.
We got her these sweet, little stacking cups, which she and Enzo both loved!
Grandpa and Grandma sent a gift!
Surprise! Another larger set of cups! 🙂 🙂
And that was Talia Rain’s birthday!
Last year this time I had a 1-week-old baby doll. I was supremely happy. But I knew I would do next to nothing that Christmas season! And I didn’t. I stayed home and recovered. And took care of my baby.
I called her Almond Eyes. And had so much fun…but no Christmas. 🙂
Now it’s this year.
I can do anything!
I am dancing this Christmas season!
(Okay, maybe not anything…seeing that I do have a hundred kids to lug around with me. But in all fairness, most Christmas things are for kids, so…)
It was Bomani who asked to start Christmas decorating around here. So we looked over our pieces and had some fun! They remembered the tree I made last year out of cardboard and two greenery garlands I had.
The cardboard was unusable, so I looked around, grabbed a large, Costco vinegar bottle, and used that as a base. 🙂 A stop at Dirt Cheap gave me lights for a couple bucks. It is squat, but makes them happy!
Craig drove me crazy for a couple weeks after he decided on my gift. I was 100% clueless, like had no idea! He didn’t want to wait for Christmas, which is unusual…usually it’s me who can’t wait! So we had our gifts the night of our date. 🙂
He gave me a robotic vacuum cleaner. Black Friday sale. 🙂 I was honestly like…whaaat?! I barely knew these things existed! But two weeks later, and I am so beyond sold! In the evening, we make sure the main part of the house is picked up. Then we set “Erv” to work and go to bed. In the morning, the floors, carpet and hard floors–are clean, and Erv is back in his charging station! It’s so amazing! If I want to clean the bedrooms, I just put him inside and close the door. He does his thing, including vacuuming under the bed and dressers! A few questions you might have…I’ll just answer them now. He doesn’t get a corner because he is round. 🙂 The compartment to hold dirt is smallish, but you just empty it once every day or so. It’s easy just to open it, dump it into the trash, and click it back in. Talia is afraid of him, so I try to run him while she is sleeping or at night. Otherwise I have a clingy baby! 🙂 Erv runs in a very random pattern, but somehow, the floor is very evenly clean when he is done. I’ll probably do a “real” vacuuming once a month or so in case he isn’t getting as deep of a clean. In general, I could not be happier. My life just got that much easier. 🙂
But back to Christmas…
A week ago, Craig and I went on a date to our favorite coffee house. Lo, there was a play about to begin! So we got in on our first Christmas play for the year. That was cool.
On Sunday we took our 3 oldest kids and two of their friends to The Littlest Wiseman. It was incredible!
Last evening we drove to Burleson and took in a live nativity (including sheep, donkey, and camel!), bounce houses, cookies and hot chocolate, and a hayride. (Put on by a Baptist church) Very cool!
And next week is our Co-op Christmas party…and so on. I thrill to the music, the lights, and the joy. At this point I’m not sure I’ll be tired of Christmas by the time January arrives, but we’ll see. 😉
May your days be bright!
Craig is now a photographer, videographer, and story writer. (Check out his Story Pro page on facebook.) Because of this, it was relatively easy to do a family photo shoot for free! I say relatively easy because…
Who we kidding? Haha! To get all the kids to look at the camera without a person there guiding them was interesting! But we did get some really cute pictures of them… I’m going to post them as a film strip. Enjoy! 🙂
Today a year ago
Our skies opened
Our hearts opened
Our home opened to joy
Every baby is special. Every child is created by God~perfectly. Every sweet soul who enters this world has God’s eye on him and her. God’s stamp of beauty and love.
Today I life my hands to thank God for Talia Rain. The meaning of Talia is Dew from God. This year has been a year of refreshing rain from the heart of the Father to us…in so many ways. I am so grateful! Every day I kiss those little cheeks and thrill to the delight she brings to us…
Just a tiny video yet… 🙂
I know. I’m so far behind on pictures I have no idea where to start. But let’s give it a go…
Not every day you have such cool lawn furniture!
He loooves to help with laundry.
I just love this little ball of sweetness.
So, I keep seeing these darling dresses on Zulily. They have layers of ruffles in different patterns. I decided hey, I can make some! I have all manner of print fabrics from a friend. So I spent a whole day on it. And I don’t like them. 🙁 The vintage fabrics just don’t go with those modern tops! 🙁 I could snip the mesh gold off the shirts, but I’m afraid the twins would notice and go ballistic. So…there they are. The dresses I spent a whole day on, and don’t like. Let that be a lesson. (Sorry the pic is so fuzzy.)
Gettin’ back to the earth.
She designed and made (with tape) a dress for herself. 🙂
Turmeric ginger toddy. Chasin’ those bugs away!
November is one of the most beautiful times of the year here. (Weather wise.)
Craigs parents came for a visit and so we got to go on a date one evening while they stayed with the kids! (I very much dislike the color red on me. Amen.)
We got the most amazing Mediterranean food.
She loooves avocado!
A $15 stretched canvas off of Amazon. We had fun with it!
This blanket goes out here about every day!
Eating a cupcake is serious business.
We are all about painting around here…
Before and after using olive oil on their hair. I cannot do their hair without it. It is a terror to comb out and gets so dry! I put olive oil and water into a spray bottle, shake, spray. It makes their hair lovely. I don’t use shampoo on their hair so their scalp doesn’t produce much oil.
We had a lovely time with Will and Rosina’s family here last weekend! So fun to have friends come visit us.
Just melt my very soul.
I’m loving my living room!
Thanksgiving Day! We were struggling with colds, so we stayed home. Here I am reading the Thanksgiving story to them.
We made gingerbread…
…and took the kids to the park over the fence from us. It was so beautiful outside!
We revamped last year’s homemade Christmas tree into a new one this year. I need to get a picture of it. It’s 2 greenery garlands wound around a Costco vinegar bottle. 🙂 🙂 Squat, but makes the kids happy!
I’m reading this book! And my life, and my kids lives are changing…
We had a super fun evening where we took the kids to the park for Whistle Stop Christmas’ kick-off. So fun!
A Hundred Kids.
I love Costco. Love it. Craig and I have tried to understand this. Because he thinks it’s a huge, warehousey, random store. Like, you can get new tires on your vehicle while you buy clothes and hummus. Well yes! But it’s heaven. Because you never know what darling clothes will be there. And it is full of affordable organic and natural foods. And good produce. I love it there. It is so exciting when I get to go. 🙂
My husband is the owner of three businesses. Two of them are seasonal, so now it’s Story Pro. He does photo and video shoots for businesses’ social media pages. It’s fantastic advertising. He also writes up stories to go with the video and photos. He is really good, and it’s putting food on the table.
(All three businesses are in the beginning stages. That’s why we are not driving a BMW. Amen.)
Talia’s heart of sunshine…
The night he took the boys…
This personality. It’s real. 🙂
Making that food budget count!
They spend hours on this rope swing. Hours.
Time to hit the potty training!
I was dreading it for good reason: Besides being my all time least favorite part of motherhood, Enzo is stubborn and complicated. 🙂 Here’s what I learned: people can give you all the pointers, but you need to find your own way with your own child. I could not take him to the potty every hour, much less every 15 minutes! (And yes, I gave him his favorite beverages.) He has an enormous tank, and that is the reason he is already dry some nights! But he got frustrated trying to pee when there was no way he could. So I had to let him learn the hard way. We had some wet carpets. Plenty of poop in places it is not meant to be. But he learned. And is still learning, but we are definitely over the worst of it!
Craig spent a week in November in Kansas working on my brother-in-law’s roof. He took the twins with him as it was their turn to go visit grandpas!
So I got to spend time with my boys.
And I sewed all week long. Talia needed winter dresses, so I raided my fabric boxes!
This one was getting pretty close to fun to sew…
Two hours into the week, we hit a snag. Bomani was bored out of his mind! WHAT was I going to do with him for a week, without his sisters?!! So I sat down and worked my brain. Then I hauled the kids to Walmart and bought him acrylic paints and brushes. He was thrilled and spent a lot of time painting that week.
This was my first, trial dress for Talia.
Meanwhile, Craig transformed a roof.
And the twins had a super fun week!
Bomani sold one painting!
His drawings blow me away.
Were we ever happy to all be together again!
This guy loves puzzles.
And there we are. 🙂
Snippets of our lives.
May your December be one of blessing with enough rest to truly enjoy the crazy! 🙂
I’m sitting here…not really chuckling. Cuz it’s not funny. But I am thinking…and wanting to share some thoughts with you a week or two after writing about health and my experiences and beliefs. So here it is:
Lest I come across as “having it down” or “knowing all about it and having a perfect life”, let’s just give you a little picture of my past 5 weeks. (It feels like much longer, but I don’t think it’s been more than 6 weeks ago that we all had really good health!)
My kids and I have, in general, been sick off and on for 5 or more weeks. It starts out with the babies. Then I get exhausted from bad nights and I get it. The weird thing is how long these cold virus’ have been sticking around! 🙁 Hazel ran a fever for a week, off and on. I am on my second head cold, with barely a week between, and after a whole week of fighting it with lots of vitamin C, etc., I am having terrible nights of hours of trying to sleep while my sinus’ close up every time I lay down and even sometimes while upright.
This morning around 6:00, after Craig left the room (I wanted to lose it by myself) I totally melted down. I have too many kids to get only a half night of sleep! I’m trying to be a better mom, and learning so much from a book I’m reading (more on that later!) and it makes it 100 times harder when I’m over the top exhausted and deprived of sleep. I just sat up in bed and sobbed until my sinus’ were closed so tightly they were popping. I cried out to God with all my soul, and truly felt heard. I had much peace thereafter.
Truth is, I don’t know what’s going on.
It could be that I was spray painting everything in sight as we changed the color of our living room this fall. And we painted the living room. And some furniture. And the couches. So that was a lot of chemical inhaling. Maybe my cells need to recover and heal. Maybe my immune system is just down from all that.
Or maybe our immune systems are down since we slashed our grocery budget in half by going non grass fed, organic, free range, sprouted.
Or maybe this is an attack from the enemy for some really awesome things that are happening in my heart and life.
Or maybe…maybe I simply don’t know why.
And I need to be okay with that. This is such a broken world. There are so many decisions of others and decisions of our own that bring suffering. But this is not saying we should cast blame on anyone or ourselves! Just…life is real. And there are times that none of us have it together or understand it.
So I sit here, sick. And exhausted. I can’t taste. I can’t smell.
But I put on my worship music. I raise my hands to the heavens. And I worship my amazing God.
I am no longer a slave to fear.
I am a child of God! Hallelujah!
Thanks for praying for us. I really am grateful. I can use it. I long to have my health back and my kids to all have theirs as well. Craig has struggled a bit with the virus’, but not as badly. Thanks for praying for all of us!
This book is now available on Amazon! You can choose between paperback or kindle edition. Enjoy!
Much of what I am about to write is most likely super…charged with emotion, static, and controversy.
I don’t write all this to start any sort of debate, to make anyone feel bad, or to make anyone mad! 🙂
I write it because in the very early morning hours, after I fed Talia, I couldn’t sleep. These things walked through my brain, and my heart. And so here it is, My Heart on a Page…
And I write this because years ago, I so deeply needed to know these things…these things that I am slowly learning and growing in.
I don’t know more than you all. I know that. But here is a compilation of the places I am coming to…
Our world today is full…so full of ill health. Most of us have something that plagues us. Many of us have multiple health issues, and for some of us, these things are life-threatening.
After my mother died of cancer about 5 years ago, I sort of went off the deep end with “natural” living. I freaked out about anything chemical. I dove deep into the world of nutrition and going back to the earth. I was bitterly opposed to anything that could cause these diseases in any way.
I went into fear.
And I went into anger.
Five years later, and God has brought me to a very, very different place. I am still walking forward to learn more and more truth and balance. More of how He wants me to live.
Instead of writing out my story (again), I am simply going to speak of four things that I believe make enormous changes for good in our health. These four things are coming from my own experience and the experiences and lives of others. Real people.
Which is why I believe. 🙂
Get rid of sin.
I am calling it “sin”, so that this does not turn anyone away. But for me, there was incredible freedom and power in calling these things what they were: evil spirits. Don’t freak out. Jesus told His own friend Peter “Get behind Me, Satan…”. We have been taught to freak out at the very word “demons”. And we leave demonic stuff to those who live in dark corners of the earth.
Well, the New Testament calls fear a spirit. So when I was pushed to it, I did it. I told the spirit of fear to get out in Jesus’ Name. And it went. My anxiety and fear left. My stomach healed. My chronic gut issues went away. When I get stressed and anxious again, my gut flares up. It’s a very easy way to realize that I have opened the door to fear and anxiety again. Sometimes it’s as simple as freaking out about my work load for the day!
I also got rid of many other things. My health dramatically improved. Call it what you want. But get rid of it! it’s so amazing to be free of things that plagued me for so many years. I got some real help and if you want to know where, email me.
The Bible says that a broken spirit dries the bones. Your bone marrow is life to you. If your bone marrow becomes ill, you become ill. There are so many scriptures that bring us to truth in realizing that sin makes us sick! Amen. I am so excited and grateful to have this powerful truth in my life!!
This next subject is so exciting to me. So awesome! I’m going to start with some verses…I was reading this just this morning and getting so excited again!
There are different gifts, but the same Spirit. There are different ministries, but the same Lord. There are different activities, but the same God produces each gift in each person. A manifestation of the Spirit is given to each person for the common good: to one is given a message of wisdom through the Spirit, to another, a message of knowledge by the same Spirit, to another, faith, by the same Spirit, to another, gifts of healing by the one Spirit, to another, the performing of miracles, to another, prophecy…
And it goes on. This is for today. For us. Now.
When Jesus was about to go back to heaven, He told his disciples:
Go into all the world and preach the gospel to all creation. Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned. And these signs will accompany those who believe: In my name they will drive out demons; they will speak in new tongues; they will pick up snakes; if they should drink anything deadly, it will not harm them; they will lay hands on the sick, and they will get well.
To me, that’s clear. We are to lay our hands on the sick for them to get well. We are to ask the elders of the church to come anoint us with oil to get well. There is a power coming from being baptized in the Holy Spirit, that is here for healing. Physical healing of our bodies. And there are many testimonies of this being a very real and effective thing. Today.
I don’t read where Jesus told His followers that after He leaves, and gives them power to do even greater things than He Himself did, that they should pray to God to heal the sick. He tells them to heal the sick. Do it. Yourself, He said.
It is extremely hard to break this feeling that this is weird. Wrong. That I am somehow commanding God to do something. But I’m not. When I lay my hand on my daughter, and command her immune system to work perfectly, command her body to be healed in Jesus’ Name, I am not commanding God to heal her, I am commanding her body to be healed.
There are definitely times when God’s power heals us in this way…bam. Healed!
But I am realizing that there are many times when He wants us to use the resources He created, to be healed. This is all a part of the balance I am working toward. 🙂
I am going to highly, highly recommend a book here.
This lady is alive today because she changed her diet and her lifestyle. And she spends her life bringing others back from the brink of death to health.
God created food. He did not spray it with chemicals. He did not process it into something our bodies do not recognize. Eating processed food and chemicals creates inflammation in our bodies, which leads to all sorts of issues and diseases.
We personally are not eating exactly the way we want to right now. This is because I had to slash my food budget in half. So I did. But when we can again, we will eat grassfed meat, grassfed butter, organic everything, free-range eggs, and sprouted wheat. Clean. Real food. Our health honestly is not as good as it was when we were eating more this way. But you do what you gotta’ do! I am praying for the blessing of God in our food budget. And excited about it coming!
I also really want to work on my kids. They need to learn to like healthy, real, clean food. Amen. 🙂 🙂 🙂
Don’t forget the chemical free thing! We got rid of our couch set recently. Set it outside. Because we were thinking possibly the roof coating we sprayed it with was off-gassing into our house, breaking down our immune systems. So now we sit on our two glider rockers, our inherited green chair, or the floor! It’s worth it. God doesn’t say, “Use chemicals and let them ruin your body, but I’ll heal you.” Sometimes He does that! But I believe He does want us to use our heads in this too. 🙂
This last one is so cool. So cool! God created the herbs of the ground for us to use. He knew we would need them. And we do! I can’t wait to learn more and incorporate more herbs into our life!
Here is a very cool story:
In the past month, we came down with a super nasty virus. Okay, it was super nasty for us. Others around us did not seem to struggle with it as much as we did, which brought us to wonder about our immune systems being compromised. But anyway, Talia has been congested for 3-4 weeks now. That is a veeeery long time for a baby to be snotting around, coughing, and not sleeping well! The nights were the hardest. Breathing through all that junk is just hard for babies. I put oils on her, I slathered her with garlic salve until she broke out in a rash, I prayed my little heart out.
The other night, (Craig and the twins are in Kansas this week, so I have no one to stay with the other three kids if I need to run to the store.) I was praying about Talia again. And very clearly, I realized that I need to take her to Family Nutrition Center the next day. See, we are incredibly blessed to have this store in our town where the owner is a wealth of knowledge, and he loves to help people. His son is very knowledgeable as well. It is like taking your kid to the doctor, only you are prescribed only natural remedies and the doctor visit itself is free. 🙂
So I bundled the kids into the van the next day and, praying that the right guy would be there to help us, and that he would know just what Talia needed, we went.
I walked into that store with half of my hundred kids. I was holding Talia and she wasn’t snotting around or even coughing. She was just in my arms. The younger guy was in the store. I told him that I need something for my baby girl. And before I could even tell him what her problem was, he said, “I have exactly what you need. Follow me.” I was like…okay?! I followed him. He took me straight to the herbal tinctures for kids. He gave me two of them that work really well together for congestion. He gives them to his kids. It’s fine for Talia. He asked if she also has any chest congestion. I’m standing there thinking…how did he even know she was congested? How did he know what I needed?
I bought the two tinctures. Two days later and she is much, much better. I am sleeping like a very large, heavy log at night. (haha!) After a month of bad nights, this is aaaaahhhhmazing. I only feed her once or twice. She sleeps so much better. I rarely if ever need to wipe her nose anymore. Hallelujah!!!!
Two things I learned again:
God prepared the person to help us that day.
God created herbs because He knew we would need them. Use them.
And so there is my Heart on a Page.
I am quite sure this is not complete. I still have soooo much to learn and grow in!
But this is where I’m at.
And I find myself so incredibly grateful to God for everything. Just everything.
Be blessed this weekend!
We have 74 entries for our Give Away! That’s awesome! I have enjoyed hearing from you. I guess I need to do this more often. I don’t write blog posts to up my stats, generally. I can’t even find how to check my stats anymore. Something updated or changed. 🙁 🙂 But it really has been fun to hear from so many of you! Feel free to comment anytime! I love hearing you “voices”! 🙂 <3
So, the winner is….
Yay! I’m super excited to send this to you! (I emailed you.)
Ya’ll be blessed this weeked!