So, I am not a die hard Lord of The Rings fan, though I loved the movies and reading the books as a child. So, don't get mad if I get the names or something a bit off. I'd been trying to get my daughter to want to watch it but she thought it would be too scary. That might be due to the fact that I showed her the scene with Gandalf tells the Balrog "You Shall Not Pass!" and yeah, it's pretty intense. She finally watched it so I listened along (we were on a lengthy drive and she had it playing in the back seat.)
I began to think about things as I listened. You know, only a select few knew of the war that was raging. Those at the shire are ignorantly unaware and those at the bar are unaware at first. They're just going about their lives. It reminds me of the Scripture where Yeshua (Jesus) talks about that right before destruction (Noah and Lot), people were also unaware.
That got me thinking that we are actually waging a war. Yes, it may be the "end times". Yes, it may be that the elections this time are "worse". But, the reality is, there is a war raging all the time. And just because you are one of the few who notice, or feel it, or talk about it, doesn't make you crazy. Those boys (all those in the fellowship) looked and seemed crazy to those in bliss. The Baggins' were seen as a bit off by the rest of the Shire. But guess what? They were saving the world!
I'm not advocating that over the top, unhealthy out of this world kind of behavior I see in a lot of people. We are supposed to be present. Here, helping, doing. It's work to be present and to save the world when everyone thinks you're crazy. It doesn't mean we do nothing because after all "Jesus is gonna beam me up before it all goes bad."
Even if you're not a Bible believer, just based on that movie, if you're one of those who don't quite fit in this world, get senses or even visions, be encouraged! You're probably one of the ones who are going to save us all!! :-)
Fitness and Nutrition. Dance. Jewish. Spiritual. Essential Oils. Being Present. Home school. Motherhood. Single Mom and Remarriage. Blended Family. Bachelor in Education. Currently studying Masters in Psychology with Emphasis on Trauma.
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Some kid friendly remedy ideas: Lavaderm
So, I made this based off of my Young Living Lavaderm spray because they have been out of stock for a long time. So, I posted what I used to make it. I forgot to add the Aloe Vera gel, which is also in it. It's watered down enough to make it safe even for babies over one. My kids get scratched and bruised a lot and this helps immediately with pain and healing. Enjoy!Wednesday, November 9, 2016
I'm up way later than usual. I'm Sad. I'm Confused. Yes, I meant to capitalize those feelings. And, it isn't all about the elections.
I've been feeling a shift for a few months and I know that sounds weird...but I have. Like deep in my core. I'm not sure precisely what it means or why but I know I have to do things differently and I kindof do not want to. It's not that I don't want to, I don't know how and it's going to be hard and I'm sick of always overcoming. What I do know for sure is this: anxiety doesn't change things. Fear, hatred, blame, shaming, these are all things that paralyze us. They keep us from realizing our destiny in this life. Tikkun Olam, repair our world. It's not someone else's job. A President doesn't fix it, even a tightly woven religion doesn't fix it, we fix our world. We stop trying when we live in anxiety and hate. Period. And we must continue to try.
I am so grateful for my husband and my two girls. I have really cool kids and I have a husband that I could never imagine deserving. Loyal. Patient, good God ever patient. Smart, brilliant actually. Cares about humanity, gives blood, does volunteer work. My oldest is super hyper and talks non stop it seems some days. She's also really intuitive, opinionated, strong, capable and smart. My heart swells to almost bursting when I think about her (when she isn't chattering in my ear about Minecraft). My youngest...she is proof that I am loved by my Creator. If you knew my story, how much I've been told I couldn't do, and to have her, at my age and with all my baggage, like I said, proof. She is so loving and chill. She had her 1st day with a nanny today because I have to intern full-time and my husband has to work and she didn't even fuss a little when I left. She's a thinker, like her dad too, whenever she sees a mirror (like in some of our books), she wants to look behind it to see if she can figure out how it works.
Think about what is true, what is real, what you're grateful for. It will help you try and hope again. That's what you know.
I've been feeling a shift for a few months and I know that sounds weird...but I have. Like deep in my core. I'm not sure precisely what it means or why but I know I have to do things differently and I kindof do not want to. It's not that I don't want to, I don't know how and it's going to be hard and I'm sick of always overcoming. What I do know for sure is this: anxiety doesn't change things. Fear, hatred, blame, shaming, these are all things that paralyze us. They keep us from realizing our destiny in this life. Tikkun Olam, repair our world. It's not someone else's job. A President doesn't fix it, even a tightly woven religion doesn't fix it, we fix our world. We stop trying when we live in anxiety and hate. Period. And we must continue to try.
I am so grateful for my husband and my two girls. I have really cool kids and I have a husband that I could never imagine deserving. Loyal. Patient, good God ever patient. Smart, brilliant actually. Cares about humanity, gives blood, does volunteer work. My oldest is super hyper and talks non stop it seems some days. She's also really intuitive, opinionated, strong, capable and smart. My heart swells to almost bursting when I think about her (when she isn't chattering in my ear about Minecraft). My youngest...she is proof that I am loved by my Creator. If you knew my story, how much I've been told I couldn't do, and to have her, at my age and with all my baggage, like I said, proof. She is so loving and chill. She had her 1st day with a nanny today because I have to intern full-time and my husband has to work and she didn't even fuss a little when I left. She's a thinker, like her dad too, whenever she sees a mirror (like in some of our books), she wants to look behind it to see if she can figure out how it works.
Think about what is true, what is real, what you're grateful for. It will help you try and hope again. That's what you know.
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