Jedi Level Believer

The past few months have been challenging. It all came to a head this past week. I can’t believe what I went through but I know I’m on the other side. I could go into great detail and explain every little bit of it but I won’t. I will say my faith is stronger because of what I went through. My walk with God is getting deeper on a daily basis. Taking that walk isn’t a one time thing, it’s a life long journey. I’m prepared to take that journey to Jedi Level and to take it very seriously.

God sent his soldiers to help me in my dire time of need last night. I felt all alone for a bit there but I knew the people I could count on to help me get through it. It was a mind-blowing experience. I’m still worn out from it today. I know it’ll take a while for me to feel comfortable again but I’m leaning on God to get me through. I profess my love to Him throughout the day. When I get that feeling in my heart, I know it’s him letting me know that he’s there. He’s protecting me, my family and my friends.

Someday I may tell you exactly what happened. I’ve talked about it so much between yesterday and today that I just want to rest and try to put it behind me. I’ll never forget it. However, I will say this. God. Is. Real. Turn to him when you can’t endure it anymore. Call on those friends that are intuitive as you are. There’s power in numbers and power in prayer. You don’t have to face those problems alone.

Eat Your Poison

I had to make a conscious effort last week to not let other people steal my joy.  I won’t allow people to make me mad knowing that they don’t care that I’m mad and the only person I’m hurting is my own peace.

I had a crappy week a few weeks ago and I really let it get to me.  I was in a slump that whole week and for what?  I was the only one keeping myself miserable.  I woke up one morning and said “God, this is stupid! I’m finished letting others steal my joy!”

My sister told me that she was having a rough few days as well and her Pastor told her to stop eating other peoples poison. They don’t care at all that you’re mad, in fact, that’s what they want. Stop eating their poison and let it go.

I received my new Joyce Meyer Teaching for being a Partner and she talked exactly about this subject on her teaching! Divine indeed!

I’ve already deleted people off of my Facebook account who serve no purpose in my life anymore. My family, close friends, and God are the only true people I need in my life. I refuse to eat other peoples poison anymore. As we all know, life is too short. I will, however, continue to pray for those that aren’t part of my tribe. It’s what we should all do.

I know, I’m Sorry

Yes it’s been a LOOOOOONNNNNG time since I’ve been here.  Things were kind of crazy here for a while.  My puppy was sick, very sick, we sold our house and moved into a brand new house.  We bought the house before the drywall was even put up.  It turned out gorgeous and I’m truly thankful to God for this house.  We’re all moved in and everything is in its place.  We still need to decorate but all is well.

My puppy, Thor, was very sick.  Last year around Thanksgiving he was sick for a few weeks.  Vet said it was a virus.  He bounced back and was fine.  At the start of the New Year he became sick again.  A lot of vomiting and we noticed when he would poo it was yellow.  Blood work was kind of iffy, Vet said his liver function tests were off.  We had her do a bile acid test (I think that’s what it’s called) and normal was like 15-30.  Thor was off the charts at 99!  We tried meds that helped his poo but eventually he just kept getting worse.  Long story short, he ended up losing a lot of weight and his hair started to fall out.  At his heaviest, he was 22 pounds.  When he passed he was 11 pounds.  It was horrifying.  I don’t ever want to go through that again.  We have another dog, Loki.  Thor was 4 and Loki is 6.  Loki is finally himself again but its been a rough few months for him.  He misses his brother deeply.  They had a bond, even though it wasn’t really a close bond.  I think as long as they knew each other was there, they were fine.  They weren’t buddies though.

For now we have decided not to get another sibling for Loki.  He’s adapted well to being the only pup and we spoil him lots so I think it wouldn’t be good to get another family member.

My Husband’s Aunt and Uncle came down for the eclipse and brought their dog Bindy, a female Morkie.  She was too rambunctious for Loki, he’s a bit of a fuddy duddy.  I think he was actually cheering when she left.

This Thursday is my yearly scan for my aneurysm.  I’m a little nervous but leaving the matter in God’s hands.

Please keep victims of Hurricane Harvey in your prayers.  Keep being nice, help and pray for others.  I’ll report back after Thursday.

RIP Thor Baby.  4/12/13 – 6/9/17

 

How Long Do You Really Have?

Not something you probably want to think about but at some point this question may have come up.  How old were you when you had a close friend, neighbor, etc., that died suddenly?  They might have been sick and you didn’t know about it, you just remember one day they were no longer there.

The first person I knew of whom I was very close to was Mr. Watson.  I had known Mr. Watson and his family when we first moved onto Valley Road back in 1974.  He had a wife and 3 children who were older than my sister and I.  Mr. Watson died of stomach cancer.  I don’t even remember how old I was when he died, I just remember being very sad.

My second dealing with death was in high school.  Actually there were two instances.  A guy I had met at Skateland, he was a twin.  I remember meeting him skating and I think we talked a few times but then lost touch. It wasn’t too long but I remember calling him and his brother says to me “where have you been?!”  He then proceeded to tell me that his brother had passed away, he committed suicide.  Another high school classmate had also committed suicide.  I knew him very well.  He was a very nice kid and I would have never suspected that he was hurting enough to take his own life.

My Mother died when I was six months pregnant with her first grandchild.  That hit me the hardest.  First, what was I going to do without her and her granddaughter would never know her.  Spiritually, I know they’ve met.  That very first day my daughter was on this earth, was the day she seemed to look exactly like my Mother.  Today she does things that remind me of her.  She has to turn on all the lights before walking down the hall, leaves lights on when she’s not in that particular room and the one I love the most is that she holds her blanket over her mouth when she’s ready for bed.  Mom slept like that.  It’s cool to see that my daughter does that also.

My Father died when my daughter was two and a half years old.  She doesn’t remember him much but at least he was able to know her for a few years.

Here’s another kicker.  Am I 100% healthy?  No.  I have a 2 mm brain aneurysm that was discovered on 10-3-13.  It’s small enough that we’re watching it.  Granted even though it’s only 2mm, it can still burst.  Am I worried about that?  Of course but I’m not stressing about it. I leave all the big stuff to God to worry about.  And it took this diagnosis to do that.

So why am I writing about death?  I guess the point I want to make is that our time here on this earth is not guaranteed.  That day will come when God decides that he needs us to do his work in Heaven.  I’m OK with that. I would just hope that doesn’t happen before I meet my grandchild.  I know I don’t have 100% choice in that matter, but it’s my wish.

Don’t take anything for granted.  Get to know people who you normally wouldn’t associate with.  Relish the fact that there are people who are different from you.  That doesn’t make them a bad person.  Stop listening to others hate campaigns.  Be yourself.  Be nice.  Love all.  Most importantly, don’t work yourself into an early grave.  People tend to focus on the wrong things in life, money, success, fame.  If that’s what you want, great, but don’t let that interfere with what’s important.  Live each day like it’s your last.

 

What is #luzit?

The term “#luzit” came out of a discussion I was having with Sara B. in our San Diego office, from a former employer.  I think we were talking about customized t-shirts.  She sent me a picture of one and I went crazy about it.  I IM’d her back and said “#loveit”!  Her reply was “or #luzit”!?  My first name is ‘Luz’, see what she did there?!  Genius!  From that moment I have coined things I like with the term “#luzit”, whether it be a an article, story, Facebook post, whatever, that’s my way of giving it a thumbs up.

I guess my hope is that people remember me for being very diverse in things that I like and feel need recognition.  My goal will be to bring those things to the forefront.  There’s a lot of emphasis on the same chatter over and over, i.e. politics, sports, religion and we’re missing those stories and experiences that aren’t being told.  We are not a cookie cutter nation. People have so much more to offer and we need to start idolizing those who are doing good things instead of idolizing high paid sports stars, reality stars, etc.  This is what I want to bring to you.

If you have suggestions of what I can feature, I’m open.  There may be times where I will post something that I’m passionate about and I would hope that people can keep an open mind. It’s not my intent to force my beliefs on anyone, however, I will expect courtesy if my beliefs are different from yours.  Let’s always keep it civil. There’s too much negativity and hate already going on in media and television, I won’t have any of it on here.