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Happy 2017!

It’s 2017!

I hope this finds you recovering from a Blessed Christmas and a very peaceful transition into 2017! Speaking of . . . Happy New Year! 

May I invite you to grab a cup of something warm, pull up a chair, and let’s visit for a bit?   Thank you for sharing a few moments with me today!  I am truly honored!

But, Is It Really 2017?

2017?

Are you serious!  How did it get to be 2017?  I just barely got used to 2016!  But here it is. And, like many of you, I’m working on the New Year’s Resolution thing.

I don’t know about you, but for me to work on goals for 2017, I have to reflect back on 2016.

We all faced trying times in 2016.  Many of us lost loved ones.  We struggled and worked hard. Our country was united, and yet rrrrripped  apart by the election.   Some of us lost jobs, or changed jobs, and still others thrived in our work.  Others enjoyed good health while some battled to regain theirs.  We watched as our dollar shrank and it took more and more to buy groceries, gas, and keep a roof over our heads.

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But we also saw the wonder of a sunset,

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Heard joy in a child’s laughter,

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Treasured the mystical fragrance of a rose,

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Reveled in the warm hug of a loved one.

And now,

2016 is a roll-call of memories.

What Does The Future Hold?

We gaze into the future of 2017 with anticipation and hope.

Hope for healing,

For love,

For joy, happiness, success, and

Peace

We contemplate our goals for the year

As we pray for guidance and for clarity of what God is doing in our lives and where He is leading us.

And we strive to align ourselves with His purpose.

But do we know what that purpose is?

How do we find it?

These are all very good questions.

To tie this together, and start to lay the ground work for the next several posts . . .

Let me ask –  Do you have a burning desire in your heart?

Something that you believe God has put there that, as much as you’ve tried, you have not accomplished.

We all have those.

So how do we go about making those dreams become a reality in 2017?

How do we achieve what so far has been unattainable?

Does it require more prayer?

More work?

More trust?

Or is it a combination of all these?

Priorities for 2017

As 2017 begins, one of my “Resolutions” is I am spending this month trying to refocus my life and realign it with what really matters.

Is that more money?

More success?

No!  Not for me.  Not this year!

Because of my circumstances and the odd chain of events that have come down in the last three years, and especially after my silly little car accident, I had to be focused on money.  And success.  And you know where it got me?

Nowhere.

Oh sure, it got me a new career.  Not one that I’m passionate about, but one that’s interesting, and I am enjoying it none the less. Success allowed me to keep that new job!

But what these transitions are reminding me of as I reflect on 2016, is what really matters.

And for 2017, and beyond those are:

  • Trust in God.
  • Faith that His will and His good are truly the foundation of every nook and cranny of my weird life.
  • My family and the bonds of Love that hold us together in life, and in death.
  • My friends. Yes, that’s YOU.  Those who even though you are not related to me, still love me.  Just as I am.

QUESTION

And now I have a very important question for you –

What matters most to you as you reflect on 2016 and look forward to 2017?

Have you even thought about it?

Yes?

No?

Either way,

Will you join me on this journey of 2017?

If so, please take a moment and think about what 2016 has taught you.

And what do you hope to focus on in 2017?

Then, please share a word, or two, or two hundred in the “Comments” section below.

I know some of you are faithful commenters, but some of you, for whatever reason, have never left a single comment.  And because of that, I don’t even know you read these posts.

So today, as we start 2017, I ask you to please, bravely comment.  Do not worry about putting your email address in where it asks because I vow to NEVER share your email or personal info with anyone, anywhere, EVER.  And I won’t be sending you all kinds of email asking for something.

So, are you in?

I hope so!

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Thank you and God Bless you!

 

 

 

 

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Don’t Read This Blog Post Unless You Are Ready for Truth

Don’t Read This Blog Post

Unless you want to hear the truth. Don’t read this blog post unless you’re ready for some of my personal truth.

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TRUTH

Truth:  It’s been three months since I wrote a blog post.

Reason:  I left the job God provided me that caused me to leave my home and move to Cortez and took a new one.

That sounds simple enough doesn’t it?

But in reality, like most things in life, it’s very complicated.

Do you love that line?

“It’s complicated”.

I don’t.

Because when “it’s complicated” things are messy. Mixed up. And difficult. Right?

Nod your head back and forth.  Come on now . . . forward . . . and now backwards.

Repeat.

Thank you.

Yes, they are usually difficult.

But isn’t that life? Messy, mixed up, complicated, and exhilarating?

Frankly, all that does right now is make me tired.

How about you?

I’m ready to simplify my life.

But as of the writing of this blog post, mine is anything but simplified.

It’s better, but not simplified.

Yet.

What Brought On This Change

What brought on this life altering change you may ask.

Why on earth did Kristi pack up and move from her home and ranch in Hotchiss to take a job in human services and then leave it after only three years?

Trust me, I asked myself that very question a thousand times.

And you faithful, amazing, loyal, loving supporters, and any newbie that happened so stop by this blog post, deserve to know the truth.

Frankly, it all started when the Director that I moved here for and loved working for, suddenly retired.

The County hired a new young gun and he is transforming the human services department.

A friend of mine said to me the other day, “It looks like you walked into a high school when you go in there now!”

Apparently the new management seems to prefer a younger personnel, and since I’m older, when an opportunity came my way, it was time for me to move on.

I was presented an opportunity to try my hand at becoming a real estate appraiser and I jumped at it.

However. . .

Change is never easy.

And this change has been extremely difficult. Having been raised in the real estate business I thought I knew the in’s and out’s of what appraising would entail.

Boy was I wrong!

It is a very difficult profession.

But I’m learning, and I love it.

However, learning requires a great deal of time and tremendous effort, especially for someone with a slightly off kilter brain.

My daughter says I’m just plain crazy, but I really do have brain damage and the car wreck last year seems to have rattled it again.  So learning a new and difficult career has proven to be a tremendous challenge.

But so worth it!

It is no excuse for my loooong hiatus between blog posts, it’s just the truth.

I apologize.  I will try to be better and write more often.

More Truth

My next truth is – I miss writing these blog posts and getting to visit with you.

I miss hearing your thoughts about my thoughts.

But in truth, I have been working so hard that when I would steal a few minutes and sit down at the computer to try to write a blog post my brain was so exhausted nothing came out.

Nothing.

No words.

No thoughts.

And to be honest, I was so empty I couldn’t even pray.

And for me . . . that is bad!

Very bad.

Very empty.

To be totally truthful, it was down right scary.

I have spent many years growing in my faith so I’ve aggravated many deserts.

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The Desert

For those of you new to this blog or to a faith-walk, a “desert” is a time in your spiritual life when it’s as though you are walking in a desert.  It is dry, desolate, empty, and almost lifeless.

I’m accustom to a lively relationship with God. A close, personal relationship where I feel His love for me and experience miracles on a daily basis, realize it, and am incredibly thankful for it.

But during a desert, that intimacy stops.

It’s as though you’re in a vacuum devoid of emotion.

Surrounded by glass walls. You can see out, but nothing spiritual gets through.

It feels as though the lights have been turned off in your heart.

And as I struggled to learn my new chosen career, to learn how to communicate with my boss, and how to get good enough I could actually pay my bills, I fell into a desert.

A serious desert.

Bloody Fingers

As I write this blog post I’m watching my fingers and thinking I should see blood. Typing, researching, working 16, 18, 20 hours a day to try to get a report done on time it felt as though I was crawling, no clawing my way through that desert.

But the great thing about going through something like that, is you are doing just that.

Going THROUGH it.

You’re not stuck there for the rest of your days.

You are making your way through the bad times. Through the hard times.

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An Oasis

And just like an emerald oasis shimmering at the end of a dry desert, joy, peace, and love rise up out of a spiritual or emotional desert.

I am coming to my oasis.

Join Me!

I am so happy to be entering my oasis!

But more than that, I’m happy to be sharing time and emotion with you again! And thrilled beyond words that you are still here and didn’t give up on me! Thank You!

And I’m very excited to share with you what my upcoming series will be about.

I’ve hinted at it some on my author page on Facebook.

Even mentioned it here in a couple earlier blog posts.

We’re going to examine trust.

On an intimate, up close, and personal level.

Have you ever had a trust issue?

Has someone ever broken your trust? Or, have you broken someone else’s trust?

Do you know how to trust?

And the biggest question of all, do you know how to trust God?

Not the surface trust . . . but the deep, blood and guts kind of trust?

If not, or even if you do, I hope you’ll join us for this next series because I’ve very excited to see where it will lead us!

Together.

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Take care and God bless you!

Thank you again,

Kristi

 

 

 

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Tough Times Survival Strategies

Surviving Tough Times

We all long to be happy and fulfilled. But over the past couple months I’ve talked to several friends that have told me they are neither. They are going through some tough times.

Very tough times.

Health issues.

Financial devastation.

Difficult situations with their work.

Some have lost their jobs.

Just when we thought the economy was starting to pick up, people are loosing their jobs.

Businesses are closing.

Have any of you been touched by one of these, or other difficult situations?

Most of us with some age have lived through one or several of these tough times.

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Talk about tough! That is one tough little tree!

Difficulties Teach Us

Having lived most of my adult life as a single mom, and alone since my daughter headed off to college, I’m all to familiar with tough times.

The good thing is because of that I’ve learned some amazing survival strategies for dealing with tough times.

And I’m sure you have learned some of those lessons as well.

So here’s what I want to challenge you with today-   I’m going to share some of my thoughts on how to deal with difficult times, but I want each of you to add you own Survival Strategies in the comments section below.  I have several dear friends that could use an encouraging thought or idea. Would you do that today? Please? Together we can make a difference.

Let’s join together to make this post a life line for others.

Ok, so here are some of my Survival Strategies for tough times

Tough Times Survival Strategy #1:  “Challenges are what make life interesting; overcoming them is what makes life meaningful.” Joshua J. Marine

I’m an eternal optimist. I see the class as half full. Challenges are made to build character, grow us, stretch us, mold us into the people we are meant to be. Overcoming life’s issues makes us stronger. Builds our character, and adds the spice to life.

We don’t grow during the easy times. We coast. We enjoy.

It’s the tough times that stretch us.

Make us dig deep.

Make us grow.

Look for the silver lining in every dark cloud and see it as a road map to a stronger, better you!

Tough Times Survival Strategy #2:         Keep your mind focused on the next step to moving forward. No matter how big or how small. Keep moving forward.

What do we say when we’re dealing with something difficult? Something like, “I’m going through some tough times.”

That’s the point! We’re going Through It!

We’re not meant to be stuck in the tough times. We are going and growing through it.

Break your situation down into smaller challenges and deal with them one by one.

How many times have you looked back on something difficult and said I learned _______, during that time. You fill in the blank. If you really think about it, every time you’ve gone through a difficult time or situation in your life you’ve learned something. Haven’t you?

As strange as it sounds I look forward to difficulty because I know it’s going to grow me in some manner.

I know my character will be tested and strengthened by the adversity.

Challenge builds character.

Olympians know this better than any of us:

In 1908, before the Olympic Games in London, Pierre de Coubertin created what is now the Olympic Creed. It is inspired by the words of Bishop Ethelbert Talbot, “The most important thing in the Olympic Games is not to win, but to take part. Just as the most important thing in life is not the triumph, but the struggle. The essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well.”

Tough Times Survival Strategy #3:        Make the choice to be happy no matter what you are facing

Most of our battles are in our minds.

Don’t let your circumstances dictate your happiness.

Did you know happiness is a choice?

We need to choose to be happy, blessed, and joyful everyday. Even if your circumstances tell a different story.

One of my favorite sayings is “Speak it till you see it.” But often that can be a very difficult thing to do. We get caught up in whatever life is throwing at us and we get dragged down.

Beat up.

Even depressed.

But if you stay joyful you take the power out of the negative situation. The tough times don’t seem so tough when you smile and make yourself look for things to be joyful about.

Tough Times Survival Strategy #4:             Be THANKFUL for whatever it is that is causing you to have the tough times.

I know, you think I’m crazy!

Be Thankful for whatever is causing you to suffer? I can hear you saying “No Way Lady!”

Honestly, this is the MOST IMPORTANT Strategy. But it is also the most difficult. It takes time to learn. And even when you practice it over and over, it still can be tough to do.

This step requires faith.

And creates the most powerful positive energy shift.

It moves us from negative to positive and takes the power away from the tough situation we’re facing.

Those of you that follow this blog and/or my Facebook page know, I believe God is in control. And when tough times come our way the Lord can use them for our good, especially if we have the right attitude.

I have seen this time and time again. If we can trust enough to say, “Thank you for this situation because I know, no  matter how bad it looks, I know you are going to use this for my good, you are going to teach me lessons, and you are going to use this for to bless me because you are faithful Lord.”

And even if you don’t feel thankful, speak it till you see it. Don’t give in to doubt. Don’t let the negative take over. Speak positive until you see positive.

If you can practice these survival strategies you will be able to endure the though times that come and you will be victorious.

My Challenge To You

If you have a survival strategy that you use to weather the tough times in life, please take a few minutes and share it with us in the comments section. Your way of dealing with difficulty may be the perfect answer  someone reading this is looking for.  Even if it’s simply eating chocolate, please share you ideas.

Thank you for joining with us to help others.

Thank you and God Bless!

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Does God Still Answer Prayer?

If you read last week’s post you know God still answers prayer because He miraculously provided not just one, but two Christian roommates, and took care of my propane worries. Life was good. My home worries eliminated, my new mission was finding the right spine doctor for my friend/roommate Michelle.

Add to these blessings . . . we had a new boss at work. He liked and respected me and started making promises about promotions at work.

I was on top of the world!

I was wrapped up in excelling at work and getting Michelle’s health issues addressed.

Finding a different place to live no longer crossed my mind.

Until the day I was sitting at my desk and suddenly the words “Cortez Land Watch” came into my mind.

It’s a website that lists properties for sale in the Cortez area. When I first moved there and found the landlord wouldn’t take my rental properties in on the place I was living, I was on that website nightly. But when I finally accepted there was no way I could afford to buy anything I had put it out of my mind.

When it arrived that sunny, late fall morning I pushed it right back out of my mind.

But every 30 minutes or so it would float back in.

Float in, distract me, and I would put it aside again.

It even disrupted my sleep that night.

Finally, at the next day I decided to give in and peak at it. Just to see what was causing the website to keep coming up in my mind.

And there it was. The first property that popped up – 40 acres West of Arriola. A beautiful piece of ground, on a hillside, in the area I wanted to live. It had utilities to the property, but not on it. And it was listed at only $165,000.

But there was no house.

I could not afford to buy a place and build a house.

Never mind.

But as I started to log out, a tree lined driveway and the words “JUST REDUCED” popped up.

I had noticed the place several months ago but only because it was a pretty driveway. The property was way out of my price range. But this time, I clicked on the picture.

Up came a beautiful hay meadow with a side roll sprinkler. The trees lining the driveway also lined the hay field.
Hummmm . . . That’s pretty. . .

Click again

Up came a cute house . . .

Click

Up came a little barn and another meadow.

Click

The address was off G Road, down McElmo Canyon, my second choice of location, but the price was $230,000.
WAY more than I wanted to spend.

But my gut told me to call and look at both places anyway.

Mainly because I knew this time it wasn’t me trying to push and make something happen. I hadn’t thought about buying something for many months.

I set up appointments for the following Saturday.

I headed to the McElmo Canyon property first. I drove down the canyon but couldn’t find the correct side road anywhere. Time was ticking by and soon I was late for the appointment. I decided to drive back to my daughter’s where I would have cell service and call to see where I had missed the turn.

The realtor answered and said, “Oh no, you don’t turn right at the light, you should have turned left.”
I knew turning left meant heading towards the dump. I told the realtor I simply wasn’t interested in property there.

She insisted I should come look at the place and explained the property wasn’t anywhere near the dump.

She continued to talk but I wasn’t paying any attention. I was admiring the cottonwood trees to the Southeast of my daughter’s house that I had enjoyed every year since she moved there. That day they were dressed in their fall best. I had tried to go take pictures of them but couldn’t seem to find the right road to get to them.

I finally pulled myself back to her conversation enough to get correct directions. I hung up, admired the distant cottonwoods one last time, and headed back out.

When I reached the last stoplight in town, this time I turned left and after about a half a mile I found the dead end road the realtor had mentioned and soon arrived at the tree lined driveway. The realtor said to come all the way to the end of the driveway, make the right hand corner, and come a little further to the house.

As I drove down the driveway I scrutinized the hay field. It was exactly what I was looking for. Side roll sprinklers and all.

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Tree lined hay field with sprinklers

I focused on the driveway when I came to the sharp right hand corner. As I finished the turn I looked up . . . and caught my breath!

There were the very trees I had been admiring from my daughter’s!

I was crying as I stepped out of the car.

I had to quickly explain that I was not hurt, but that I was crying because of the trees.

I knew the moment I saw those trees God still answers prayer and had put Cortez Land Watch in my head. I also knew this was my place. I didn’t know how HE was going to do it. But I knew I didn’t even need to go look at the other place. THIS was my place.

These were my trees!

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I turned the corner and there were the trees

I could have cared less about the house. They had it crammed so full of plants you couldn’t really see much of it. It was laid out nice, had some nice upgrades, and I loved the colors she had it painted.

But it was the trees and the fields that let me know this was the place for me.

BUT . . . and it was a big but!

I had misread the price.

It was $290,000, not $230,000. WAY outta my price range!

So, as much as I loved the place, I went to look at the other property.

It was a beautiful place. But didn’t have any water rights. It had adjudicated water, but no actual rights. In SW Colorado that’s a big thing. That means you only get someone else’s run off water. Not good on a dry year.

I prayed over the situation for a couple days and finally decided to go talk to the local ag agency and see if the little place would fit their criteria for an ag loan. I knew there was no way I could buy the place with a conventional loan. No way! I had -0- down and should have declared bankruptcy three years earlier. My credit was . . . shot.

He said if they deemed me qualified, he thought the place should be eligible. He wasn’t as afraid of my credit as a normal bank would be. He said we would just have to see.

I called my real estate agent sister. Told her how I had found the place, what the banker had said, and asked her if she would come look at the place and see if she thought it was as nice as I did.

She did. And she did.

The owners had been praying for the right person to come that would love the place.

Months ago I had prayed for the perfect place for me, and my animals and pets.

But when we talked to the realtor she said the owners would not even consider an offer lower than what they were asking.

We made an offer anyway.

Are you wondering if God heard my prayers all those months before?

Do you think God still answers prayer?

You’ll have to come back next week to see!

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Previous Miracle Posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post #10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone

Post #11    3 Simple Steps to Miracles In Your Life
Post #12   3 Steps to Holiday Miracles and Peace
Post #13   How Trusting God Can Transform Your Life

Post #14 Fear Why Are We Afraid?

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Does Prayer Really Work?

Many People Ask Does #Prayer Really Work?

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You bet it does!

I’m living proof of that!

And God’s Timing Is Incredible!

As I shared in last weeks post, my new roommate, Joyce, moved in in October, and we had to buy our first propane of the winter in November.  She had moved all the way from Tennessee because of prayer! And I let a total stranger move into my house, and bought her a new bed, because of prayer.

Crazy?

I guaranty you it felt crazy!

But it also felt right.

Very right.

Prayer Carried A Woman 1500 Miles To My Doorstep

Understandably my new roommate was a bit cautious of me. And I of her. We liked each other and we both knew the Lord had a hand in getting her into my home, but still we were cautious of each other.

Because of that caution my new roommate didn’t move everything right in from her car. Each night she felt a little more comfortable and brought in a few more little things. But only little things.

It took nearly a month before she finally decided she wasn’t in danger, I wasn’t going to steal her belongs, nor was I going to turn crazy and kick her out. At that point she got serious about unpacking her car.

I was at work when she found it.

The road map. Her road map. The one she had told me about the first day I met her. She called and asked if she could come show me something. Of course I said yes.

In her normal, annoyingly prompt manner, she was there in 5 minutes and came rushing through my office door.

She had tears in her eyes as she opened the map to the Colorado page and showed me the red dot on the map that had brought her here. Sure enough, there it was at the corner of Highway 184 and Road 22, the road you turned on to come to my house. Literally 1 mile from my, now our, home. She insisted the Lord had led her to put that red dot on her map before she left Tennessee.

She still says I prayed her here.

We hit it off and she settled in. But just before Thanksgiving she got a phone call from Tennessee. A dear friend of hers had fallen and was gravely injured. She packed up and drove back home to be with her friend while she was in the hospital. She called and let me know she would send me a check for her part of the rent for December but would have to wait a few days to see how she could pay the utilities. I told her not to worry we would figure it out.

Over Thanksgiving weekend I spoke with a lifelong friend of mine. She had been struggling with back problems for over a year and now her husband had taken a job in North Dakota. She was dreading moving there in the middle of the winter, but was also in desperate need of a new back doctor.

Durango is 45 minutes away from Cortez and has one of the best spine clinics in the U.S. #Dr. Yossef and his team at #SpineColorado  has a reputation only preceded by #SteadmanClinic in Vail. I asked my friend, if it was ok with my roommate, if she would like to come stay with me and we could get her to the Durango doctor.

She said yes.

Hearing this I jumped on the phone and asked Joyce, my roommate, if it would be ok with her if my friend moved in and stayed while she was in Tennessee. She was thrilled! She had been praying that God would help her with how to pay rent and utilities in Colorado while she was in Tennessee.

So my friend, Michelle, and her husband Ric moved in. Michelle stayed with me and Ric headed to the snowy North.

Frightened Again

My girlfriend had always been a tall, beautiful, stunning blue eyed brunette. I was stunned when I first saw her.

She had always been a vivacious person. Beautiful with sparkling blue eyes that could be as mischievous as mine!
But when she arrived from Texas I was looking at a gray shell of the person I had once known and loved. She was so thin it terrified me. And she no spark left in her eyes. Only pain. And fear.

I knew them both personally.

When you hurt to the point of no longer wanting to go on it gives you a vacant, haunting look. I had looked out of those same eyes for many years.

She became my mission. And I became her prayer warrior. I had to find a doctor that could help my friend. We had to get rid of her pain.

And we had to help her get her joy back.

Come back next week for more!

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Welcome back! If this is your first time here, I encourage you to go back and read the entire Series so today’s post makes sense. Links to the previous posts in this series are listed below.

Have a Great and Godly day!

Copyright © 2013, 2014, 2015, Kristi Ross, All rights reserved.
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Previous Miracle Posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post #10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone

Post #11    3 Simple Steps to Miracles In Your Life
Post #12   3 Steps to Holiday Miracles and Peace
Post #13   How Trusting God Can Transform Your Life

Post #14 Fear Why Are We Afraid?

 

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FEAR – Why Are We Afraid?

FEAR

I was afraid

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Have you ever suffered with fear?

Have you ever been paralyzed with fear? Unable to move, either physically or psychologically because of fear?

Do you know what FEAR is?

There are many analogies for what fear stands for. My favorite is:

False

Evidence

Appearing

Real

But still,

I was afraid.

Afraid of allowing a stranger into my home.

Afraid of the unknown.

For many reasons.

But I was also afraid of no heat in a the dead of winter.

So I prayed about a roommate for two solid weeks. I prayed God would send the perfect, God chosen roommate.

And I waited.

I was in a situation I had no control over. I saw no way of being able to afford the house I was living in without a roommate.  But I was deeply afraid of what kind of person might show up at my doorstep wanting a place to live. Would they be a normal, honest person? Or would they be a crazy ax murderer?

So I kept praying.

And waiting

But as October wore on and the days grew shorter and nights longer and colder I finally decided I had to do it. I had to put my trust in the Lord and put the ad in the paper for a roommate.

I worked on the wording with the advertising lady from the paper for a week. When we both felt confident about the wording, I ran the ad.

The morning the paper came out I received a call from a woman with a Southern accent. She left a message telling me how she had just moved here from Tennessee and would like to talk to me about the room for rent.

But because of my fears I waited a couple days before calling her back. Finally, out of desperation, I called her.

She was excited to meet me and see the place.

I, on the other hand, was not excited about any of it.

But out of desperation I suggested we meet because if we didn’t like each other there was no reason for her looking at the house. But I was at work so it would have to be after 5.

She said she’d come to my work and could be there in 5 minutes. She really wanted to meet me.

She arrived in exactly 5 minutes.

Which annoyed me.

How could anyone be that prompt?!?

But there she was . . .
This adorable, impeccably dressed, gray haired, little lady with bright blue eyes, and a sweet smile.

Now I really didn’t like her.

And that sweet southern draaaawl. Yuck!

Wait . . . what was her name?

Joyce?

What? Joyce Ann?

I have a dear friend named Joyce Ann. And she is a wonderful woman.

Should I give her a second chance? Just because of her name?

No way!

I tried to be mildly nice and took her down to the front of the building so we could visit a minute.

She was all a buzz about going to look at the house.

She was not picking up on my negative vibes!

I asked if she thought she could afford the rent and utilities on a fixed income. She said she had calculated it and thought she would be fine with the costs.

In a few short minutes I grilled her about her family, her religion, her political views, her  . . . you get the picture.

And finally –

I begrudgingly started to tell her how to get to the house.

“You take Highway 491 North, like you are going to Dove Creek. Out there about 15 miles, in the middle of nowhere you’ll come to where the Highway to Dolores takes off at a gas station called Cox Corner.”

She interrupted me and bubbled in her drawl, “Ooooh myyy goooodness, I knooow exaaaactly where you’re taalkin’ about! God has been shoowin’ me thaat area on the map. That’s Highway 184 isn’t it?”

“Yes . . . why?” I asked with an icy edge.

“Thaaat’s whyyyy I caaame here! The Lord led me here. To you! To this house!”

I knew it!  “Crazy person” was screaming my head!

She excitedly added “I’ve prayed about this for mooonths and here it is!”

Her talk about prayer starting to break through my frigid exterior.

The more she talked about the Lord the more I paid attention and asked, “What? What are you talking about?”

She proceeded to tell me about how she had wanted to move to either Utah or Oregon where she had helped some friends move to. But the Lord kept laying the Dolores Highway, Highway 184, on her heart.

Guess what Highway I lived off of?

Yep, Highway 184! Turn North off 184 onto Road 22 and drive one mile to Road W.  Click right here to see it on Google Maps. 

Ok, she finally had my FULL attention.

She told me about her road map and how, before she left her home in Tennessee, she had put a red dot where she believed the Lord was leading her. And she estimated it was within a 2 mile range of my address.

She was a single, disabled woman that had put all her belongings in her car and headed West toward a red dot on a map because of prayer and prompting on her heart from God.

She had been in town a few days and had tried to find a place but nothing had worked out. She was out of money and was going to have to stay in her car that night if she didn’t find a place.

We stood right there in front of the Court House and prayed together before I sent her to go check out where I lived.

She met me there after work and she has been there, or nearby ever since.

She firmly believes I prayed her here.

I firmly believe the Lord works in Very Mysterious ways!

She moved in the end of October and we bought our first propane for the winter in November.

God’s timing is incredible!

But the story doesn’t end there.

This is really just the beginning.

Come back next week for more!

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Previous Miracle Posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post #10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone

Post #11   3 Simple Steps to Miracles In Your Life

Post #12   3 Steps to Holiday Miracles and Peace

Post #13 How Trusting God Can Transform Your Life

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How Trusting God Can Transform Your Life

Learning About Trusting God

Trusting God can transform your life.

It often pushes you outside your comfort zone.

But it’s always worth it!

Trusting God is simply believing that He loves us, He really does care about us, He is genuinely good and kind, He has the power to help us, He wants to help us, and He really does help us everyday.

This is a story about just that.

The story of a woman trying hard to be a better person. Trying to keep a roof over her head and food on the table.

The story of a woman learning about trusting God and being rewarded by seeing Him in everyday miracles.

Where We’ve Come From

If you have read the previous Miracle Series posted here you know over the past four years I’ve struggled through a dramatic downturn in my business, loosing my contract with Delta County, and finally moving to Cortez. I moved for a job, but my “Little Peanut” kept me here while the Lord kicked me out of my comfort zone, grew me up, changed me, and showed me incredible love and care through it all. He has blessed me beyond imagination. And continues to bless me every day!

But it has been a process of learning every step of the way. But isn’t that how life is supposed to be?

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My Little Peanut

 A Quick Review

For those that have not read the previous Miracle Series posts  I want to do a quick review. (And I’ve included links at the bottom of this post in case you want to go read the previous Miracle Series posts)

The month before the last Presidential election my health products business crashed. Then Delta County didn’t renew my contract. To keep the wolf from the door I started a little office cleaning business. But old back injuries quickly let me know I wasn’t going to be doing that long.

I started praying for a new and better job.

A month later I was driving down a dusty gravel road outside Delta headed to one of my cleaning jobs when my cell phone rang. I pulled over and answered. It was the Director of Human Services for Montezuma County. We had never met, but he offered me a job right there on the spot.

They were in a bad situation because of Obamacare and needed an experienced Med person and troubleshooter.  We talked about me working 2 or 3 days a week for several months. I was going to Cortez the following week to house-sit for my daughter and son-in-law and would stop in and meet him while there.

As soon as he shook my hand I knew I liked the man. And by the end of what turned into an interview, he offered me a full time position.

But that would require shutting down a life that had taken me almost 30 years to build, uprooting, and moving. I wasn’t too keen on that idea because it meant leaving the bulk of my family, all my friends, and my home. And I loved my place:

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The view from my back porch looking over the entire place

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My River-bottom In Hotchkiss

 

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Some of my mares at the “horse pasture” gate

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Sun Dog over one of the pastures during haying

Add to that my daughter was furious that I was even considering taking the job. She didn’t want me commuting, or camping out at her house, and certainly not moving.

So I ramped up my prayers for guidance and clarity in the situation.

The following Sunday, as I drove to church I had yet another argument with Mika about the job. I had to give the Director my final answer the following morning. Through the entire service I prayed and begged God for direction. By the end of the service I had decided to not take the job. It just wasn’t worth the fights it was causing with my daughter.

After church I drove a few blocks to the gas station. As I put the car in park, my cell phone rang.

It was my daughter.

I debated if I should answer.

Finally I gave in and the conversation went something like this.

Me, “Hello”.

An agitated voice on the other end fired back, “Where have you been?

As calmly as possible, “At church.”

“Well we have to tell you something and now Hardy (my son-in-law) has to leave so we have to hurry.”

“Sorry, I didn’t know you needed me.”

“And don’t cry!”

I thought, great, now I’m going to yelled at by both of them and it’s so bad it’s going to make me cry.

With that, my son-in-law got on the phone and together they told me they were pregnant.

I didn’t cry.

All I could do was laugh!

God knew about the coming grandchild all along.  He knew it would kill me to not be close enough to see her often and to not have a bond with her.

And there was the answer that I had been diligently praying for.

Trusting God, the next morning I accepted the job.

Trust God And He Will Bless You

When I accepted the new job my second trial came moments later.

As I had driven home after my interview the week before, by accident I had looked at a rental property that would work perfectly for me if I accepted the job. I had walked the place with the owner’s aunt and uncle who were managing the property.  I told them I should know in a few days if I was coming. They called the owner and he said not to worry they would hold it for me.

After accepting the job I called the owner to confirm I wanted the property and see where to wire the money. He informed me he had hired a local realtor as his new property manager and the rent had Tripled! 

I tried to get him to honor his commitment but he would not.

And I could not afford the new amount he wanted. So there I was with a new job, but nowhere to live. Thanks alot God!

I had two weeks to find a rental property – with room for me, 4 horses, 2 cats, and 2 dogs, pack up 20 years of life,  move, get settled, and be ready to start a new job.

You would think that in this economy finding such a rental property would be fairly easy. But it is not!

I searched, Mika searched, Hardy searched, everyone I knew in Cortez searched. But no one found a rental that would work for me. I almost backed out on taking the job. But then I found a one room cabin 20 plus minutes out of town with a 10’x10′ corner of fenced in dirt. I wasn’t enough ground for my horses and the cats would have to stay at the barn in Hotchkiss for the time, but it would give me a place to sleep, shower, and keep my dogs while I looked for a different place.

But I was pretty frustrated with God. He got me in this mess! He knew I came as a “package” and needed a place with some land for all my animals. I believed He was a big God, capable of great things. But I couldn’t believe He would get me this job, in the same town as my daughter, son-in-law, and coming grandchild, and not provide a decent place for me, and my animals to live.

But never doubt God!

He was at work.

The cabin owner said she would email me wiring instructions for the rent the following morning. Instead the email I received asked if I would consider renting the main house and rest of the 30 acres where the cabin was located instead of the cabin.

As she and I were talking the night before, a neighbor had emailed her pictures of how bad the place looked. She and her husband were going to evict the current renter as soon as her husband could drive from N. Carolina. If I was interested, I could have that place instead.

That place consisted of 30 acres of lush horse pasture, a six stall horse barn, hay shed, and a beautiful custom home with a giant fenced yard.

I could not have built a more perfect place for myself!

To top it off, the property was for sale and the owners said they would consider taking my rentals in Delta as part of the purchase price.

YES! Oh definitely Yes!

Trusting God will provide can be challenging, but SO Worth It!

A New Place

I was apprehensive, but excited about the possibilities the Lord was laying out in front of me.

God was taking amazing care of me and my little menagerie of 2 dogs, 2 cats, and 4 horses!

But I had my work cut out of me! The weeds were over my head!

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The rental house when I moved in

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One of Many weed piles I pulled!

But by spring, this is the jewel God had dropped into my lap!

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The custom rental house God blessed me with!

 

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View From My Rental Property come spring

More Chances for Trusting God

Soon after I moved in, the owners decided they couldn’t afford to take my rentals. I would have to sell them to be able to afford the place.

But the economy in Delta County was already in the toilet, and tumbling towards the sewer. The hope of selling my properties was slip-sliding down the drain with it.

With each showing of my dream property my anxiety increased. I wondered if today was the day I would be told “it’s sold and you have to find another place.”

But not just a place for me, but also my little herd of animals and pets.

From the time I figured out I wouldn’t be able to buy the place, I had been praying, and casually looking for a different one. Preferably one that was not for sale. But the rental properties that allowed horses were so expensive there was no way I could afford them. I needed yet another miracle.

Back Track For A  Second

When I had been getting ready to move from Hotchkiss, a friend from Crawford who had always wanted to live in Cortez asked if I would consider a roommate. She would pay half the rent and utilities. I gladly said yes!

I was so thankful she moved with me not only to help with the rent, but also because I didn’t anticipate was how much propane it would take to keep that giant house warm. It had tile floors sitting directly on the concrete foundation. The heat was in the ceiling. Making it nearly impossible to keep the house warm in the winter. It defiantly took us both to pay the rent and utilities during the cold months.

But by August, my roommate decided Montezuma County wasn’t the place for her. She packed up and moved back to Crawford. Leaving me with winter coming and a huge house to heat with pro-pain, (Yes, that’s spelled correctly!) and her horse and one of her cats!

The propane bills for the coming winter terrified me. When my friend told me she was moving I ramped up my search for a cheaper place to live, or another roommate.

I ran around like a crazy person for a month and found nothing. Nothing to buy, nothing to rent, and no one wanting to live 20 miles out in the country in a house that might sell the day after they moved in!

Let Go and Let God

Finally, out of desperation,

I gave up.

I decided the Lord brought me here so I had to remember He is faithful and He would provide.

I settled into enjoying the property the Lord had allowed me to be living on. And I started praying He would provide an incredible, Christian roommate before the winter cold set in, or a different place.

Simple, right?

Pray and trust.

Trust in the God that I firmly believed had brought me here and had been providing miracle after miracle in the process.

One of my favorite sayings to share with others is “Speak It Till You See It”.

But did I really believe that? Did I honestly believe God was trustworthy?

With every fiber of my being!

I started speaking positive about the impending winter cold.

I started thanking God for taking my roommate out of my house.

I thanked Him for bringing me an amazing Christian woman for a roommate.

I thanked Him for the great friendships and amazing blessings that would come out of this transition and situation.

I just kept thanking Him and praising Him as the nights grew chillier, and the days grew shorter.

I trusted Him with every fiber of my being.

At first I had spread the word around work and the church I attend that I either needed a new place to rent, or a roommate.

I had put up a flyer at the vet’s office and the local feed stores.

But with winter looming, eventually I felt I had no other option but to put an ad in the local paper for a roommate.

Oh I dreaded doing that.

Because . .

I was afraid.

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Previous Miracle Posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post #10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone

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Procrastinate? Oh No I Did It Again!

Does Anyone Else Procrastinate?

I hate it, but . . .
I procrastinate.
When something is challenging.
Or when I don’t know how to do something.
Or what to say.
I put it off.

Yes, I’m admitting it. I procrastinate.

Does anyone else?
If so, please tell me about it in the comments section so I don’t feel like I’m the only adult on earth that does! If you have enough courage to admit it, I’ll be impressed because it’s very difficult for me to admit.

Why Do I (We) Procrastinate?

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I think it is based in fear.
Fear of failure.
Fear of the unknown.
Fear of being not enough.
Fear of being embarrassed.
And that’s me right now.
I am afraid of how you will react to my long hiatus from posting.
I did this when I moved to Cortez and was struggling with all the emotions.
And I promised you I would not do it again.
But I did.

Miracles in the Midst

If you have been following this blog for a while you know I have gone through some gigantic life changes in the past few years. Unfortunately, with the economic slowdown, a good number of others have experienced similar situations.

But in the midst of my storms God has been SO faithful. I’ve experience Him deeper than words can explain.

He has been my only set of footprints.

Now, I treasure the heartache, loss, and upheaval that’s happened in my life. It is because of those nuggets that I have grown spiritually, emotionally, and psychologically.

I have a different perspective on life because of the hard times.

They have taught me far more than good times.

And if you haven’t read the previous posts in the “Miracle Series” I encourage you to. Those miracles came wrapped in hard lessons.

But those lessons became nuggets of beauty as God shut down my life in Delta County, section by section, so He could push me, kicking and crying. . .

Into my future.

Facing My Fears

And, if you follow this blog you know I have not posted in quite some time.

But that procrastination is over.

I’m afraid of failure.

Afraid you will no longer be interested in what I have to say.

Afraid that in my absence I have let you down and you won’t forgive me of my silence.

But . . . I’m facing my fears, and writing anyway!

That to me is the most powerful cure for those of us that procrastinate.

Face your fear and do it anyway!

Where Have You Been?

But honestly, where have I been?

Why have I been silent for months?

The main reason I have been silent for a while is I’ve had more work than time.

And I’ve been mentally exhausted after work each day.

I know that sounds like a cop-out, but it’s the truth.

The brain is a muscle and mine has been working to the max for several months.

When I walk out that back door from work at 5, 6, 7, even 8 o’clock at night, I’m brain dead.

Literally.

But Why?

It started in March – when it looked like the purchase of a place here in Cortez was actually going to happen.

The purchase had been on the back burner for months while we waited to see if the government was going to fund ag loans in 2015. When they did, there was one problem after another with the purchase itself.

Talk About STRESS!

Oh and just prior to that, we got a new, young, director at work who was making personnel changes so none of us felt secure in our jobs.

And here I was trying to buy a place!

That was frightening.

Eventually, I was offered a promotion to trainer and love that part of my job. But I still have to do all my former duties as well and there simply isn’t enough hours in the day.

By the time I get home I’m so fried mentally I can’t think to put two words together let alone write and make sense!

Since March, the things that bring me joy have been moved to the back burner while I sloshed through day to day life in upheaval.

Have you ever worn a pair of rubber muck boots outside in the deep mud? When you have to fight for every step? And end up pulling your foot out of the boot rather than the boot out of the mud.

It leaves you are standing there with one foot in the cold, slimy, wet, yuck!

You’re totally bogged down, wet, muddy,and cold.

That’s how I’ve felt since March.

God’s Grace

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Grace

But in His incredible Grace, the Lord has carried me through and provided exactly what I needed, precisely when I needed it.

My life in transition has been a walk among miracles.

But it has not been without trials.

God never said life would be easy, He just said He would be there.

All this “stuff” going on in my life has made me realize what an incredible spiritual walk I’ve been on.

The growth and change have been incredible.

And I’m finally ready to tell the rest of the story.

Are you ready to hear it?

And I don’t mean the surface stuff either.

I mean the nitty gritty, down and dirty.

Are you really ready for that?

I hope so because it has been a growing experience from day one!

And I pray that my situation will cause you to rethink your day to day life with new and different eyes.

Focusing on blessings and joy

Not struggles and heartache.

Because God really does give us beauty for our ashes.

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Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post # 10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone 

Post #11   3 Simple Steps to Miracles in Your Life

Post #12  3 Simple Steps to Holiday Miracles and Peace

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Where Can You Find A Miracle?

What? A Miracle Can Be Found? Really? Where?

PLEASE NOTE:  This is Post #8 in the Miracle Series

If you are new to this blog I would encourage you to follow these links and start at Miracle Series Post #1. Then read the others so this post will make better sense.  Here are links to the previous posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Miracle In My Own Backyard

Spring had finally arrived.

Every year when the first calf is born I know I have survived yet another Colorado winter, and spring is officially here.  Long before the calendar says it is.

But this year, that first calf came without so much as a glance.  Because I was in the middle of my move and totally oblivious to my usual joy markers.

But when the hummingbirds returned and started dive-bombing the house, I perked up. They forced me to get up and make them food.

Honestly, they did.

They would sit outside and stare at you. Waiting. . .

Till you finally got up and made the food, put it in the bottles, and hung it out there for them.  Even if there were fruit trees blooming everywhere. They let you know they wanted their food!

They are so darn cute.

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One Cold Little Hummingbird

 

But then a late, wet, snow storm hit. And it looked like Christmas morning.

 

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One Snowy Backyard

If you look closely, you’ll see that isn’t a part of the house beside our little feathered friend . . . It’s a snow cornice!

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The Reason He’s One Cold Hummingbird

Interestingly, the snow beckoned me. I put on my house-slippers and headed out to take photos of the snow.

The snow blanketed everything.

Clean, cold, and crisp.

But the snow had protected the delicate little flowers from the initial cold. They were pristine under their blanket of white. It was a miracle.

A beautiful miracle.

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Miracle in the Backyard

There it was, a miracle in my own backyard.

Miracle after miracle of delicate flowers, wrapped in a protective coating of snow. Against a vivid blue Colorado sky.

It was stunning.

The beauty hurt my eyes.

And lifted my heart!

Standing there in my bathrobe and house-slippers I was exhilarated for the first time in months.

I received a miracle in my very own backyard.

Have you looked for a miracle in your backyard? Or neighborhood? Or a nearby pasture, or garden?

Please remember to pick your head up from your cell phone today and look for you very own miracle.

I hope you’ll share with us where you “find” miracles in the comments section!

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What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty?

Post #3 in the Miracles Series

If you are new to this blog I encourage you to read the first two posts in this series before reading this one. Then this post will make sense.

Links to Post #1 How To Experience Miracles in Your Life and Post #2 Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Miracles Don’t Always Look Pretty

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Cold, Bitter, Reality

Miracles may come with reality checks.

Sometimes they look cold and hard. Even distant.

Miracles are often disguised as hard work.  Sometimes, very hard work.

Stepping into the miracle zone in January 2014 was some of the hardest work I’ve ever done.

And I am capable of very hard work.  My daughter can work circles around me, but I’m still pretty good at getting a it done. Whatever “it” is. I may not be the fastest, but I will get a project done, no matter how long it takes.

But when this move actually happened, I had two weeks to pack and move, or throw away, 20 years of “life accumulation,” basically by myself. No miracles there. Just a lot of sore, tired muscles, no time to eat, and working my fingers till they bled. Yes, bled.

In one month I lost 18 pounds. And I haven’t lost a pound in 15 years!

I did have wonderful help a few times. Family and friends came and helped when they could. But the bulk of the work I had to do myself. Right up till the end. I finally hired a friend to finish the inside of the house and clean, and my cousin to finish moving the outside stuff.

I had to hire help because I reached the point I could not force myself to drive back over that mountain.

No miracles in that.

The Miracles Zone Turns Dark

As I look back, during the actual moving, it’s as though I stepped into a dark, vacant, hole.

I was so emotionally traumatized I barely wrote anything for three months. When I did it was surface words. Nothing of real meaning. It hurt too badly to look within for any substance.

If you look back over my posts, I told you I was moving in Do You Ever Need More Patience? the end of January while I was almost killing myself trying to get moved.  Then I wrote nothing until March when I shared What Ice Breakers Work to apologize for my long absence.

But it wasn’t until April when Mika chewed on me for not being honest with you that I finally got real and apologized in Responsibility, I Let You Down

Miracles Kept Me Moving Forward

But none of those posts tell you about the miracles that kept me going. Kept me in Cortez. Kept me clinging to my sanity.

I had to be at work on Monday February 2, so I moved to Cortez on Sunday, February 1st. But the house I was moving into wasn’t available yet, so I had to spend a couple nights with Mika and Hardy. My plan, even though I didn’t say anything to anyone, was to clean the place in the evenings and move in over the following weekend.

That was rude.

I had no right to just camp out at my daughter and son-in-laws.

In reality I was pouting and feeling extremely sorry for myself.

Hanging out with them in the evenings after work was helping me cope with leaving my life in Delta County.

Alone

Monday and Tuesday Mika helped me by cleaned on my, soon-to-be, new home.  Hardy rounded up his brother-in-law and they moved my bed and some other stuff in.

This meant I had to spend my first night there.

Alone.

In a strangers house.

It was horrible.

I ate my first meal there. . .

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My First Meal, if you can call it that, at the New House

as the dark emptiness engulfed me.

It is a lovely home. . . I was incredibly blessed to be living there. . . but all I experienced was loneliness.

The house has a beautiful Jacussi tub. After my pathetic dinner, I climbed in the tub, drank a Blue Moon beer and cried my heart out. The blinding blanket of depression was wrapping itself securely around my shoulders.

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Crying in my beer!

All I wanted to do was go home.

Home.

Not the place I was at.

It belonged to someone else.  I was paying money to stay in someone else’s house.

As I climbed into bed, half drunk and fully miserable, a lifelong friend of mine called and asked how I was doing.

She had no idea the earful she was going to get!

I sobbed my woes into her ear. Her loving answer was for me to move back home. And do it tomorrow!

But she is married to a wonderful, caring, down-to-earth man.

Luckily they were sitting together while she and I were having this conversation. Instinctively she asked if he agreed.

I will be forever grateful for his simple, straightforward answer . . . that came as a question.

Does she have a job to come home to?

No.

Then why are you even talking about it?

Wow! Talk about a reality check.

It was time for this girl to put on her big girl panties and get over it.

I cried myself to sleep.

When I woke up I decided it was time to get back to reading my little “Jesus Calling” Daily Devotional that I had ignored for several days.  Here was the very page I read:

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My Devotional passage on Feb. 5, 2014

Talk about feeling the touch of God. First thing, on my first morning, in that new house. Starting my new life.

He had been there all along.

I was the one that had gotten lost.

But there He was, ever so gently, reaching out to me. Guiding me back to the path He had laid out for me. Reminding me I was living in His Miracle Zone.

Never Doubt Miracles

No matter how dark your circumstances are, no matter how lost you may feel, never doubt your miracles.

And always trust God.

To Be Continued . . .
Come back tomorrow for #4 in the Miracles Series!

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