Unanswered Prayers?

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Do you think your prayers go unanswered?

It’s possible that you do not truly understand prayer. So let’s start there.

 

First of all, do you even realize that you are praying every minute of every day?

Most people think that all prayers are started with a “Dear God,” or some other formal summoning of spirit…. To get His attention.

But God, like Santa Claus, is watching and paying attention all the time.

“Before they call I will answer and while they are still speaking I will hear.” (Isaiah 65:24)

Your every thought, feeling and emotion is showing God what you are wanting in your life.

When your mind is full of benevolent thoughts and wishes for yourself and others, He hears and gives you more of what you are (in essence) asking for.

If thoughts of envy, jealousy and other unkindness were to dominate your daily life, then you could expect that the answers will show you more of what you are putting out in the ongoing prayer you are praying.

Pay close attention to all your thoughts, not just the words of your formal prayers.

Then watch for the answers by seeing what unfolds in your life.

The answers will be there. He promised.

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If God was One of Us

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It’s been a long time since I saw the movie, “Meet Joe Black”, but it sticks with me to this day.

 

 

Where the popular opinion was that Joe Black personified Death, I thought it was more a picture of what God would experience if He took a little vacation to earth.

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He would un-nerve everyone, admire our good qualities, fool most of us into thinking he was human and find himself being sucked into human-ness, if only for a while.

It is a powerful pull.

Let’s turn the tables for a minute.

What if the opposite was true? What if we were the representatives of God?

What higher standards would we expect from ourselves? Haven’t we all been lost in our human-ness long enough to see that the greatest joys in life are not things at all. They are the relationships that make us feel whole.

To take the time to know and love others deeply is the greatest gift we can ever give.

To be loved and known deeply is the greatest joy.

I think Rumi says it best.

“Once I had a thousand desires, but in my desire to know you all else melted away.”

Your Birth Story

babyRight before you were born, God placed in your right hand a brand new artist’s canvas, rolled up like a scroll.

And in your left, a handful of bright colored paints. He hugged you tight and kissed you on the forehead. “Go into the world my child and make of your life a beautiful masterpiece.”

Shocked at the sight of a newborn armed with such sophisticated materials, the doctor pried your little fingers from the gifts you were born with to your screams of protest.

“A baby cannot possibly have the skills to paint on canvas with oils.”

Soon they were replaced with a page marked with soft blue lines, each with a number in it and crayons labeled with matching numbers.

As they tucked these in your crib, you were assured, “Life was about staying in the lines and painting by the numbers. If you do that everything will work out fine.”

And that is a lie! 

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Because we forgot who we were meant to be, we are all in the process of finding our way back.

In the past, we have thought that if we go to the right schools, get the right job and marry the right person, that everything will work out fine. That would be true if we were choosing from a soul perspective.

But most of these decisions are based on the perspective of others. Life really starts to work when we throw away the coloring book, open up a new set of paints, and discover who we were really meant to be.

Ready! Set! Go!

10 Minutes to Italy, 10 Minutes to Roam

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Most people think that a mini vacation is one where you take off for a long weekend. But I’m talking about the kind of vacation you can take in a minute…. no matter where you are.

And you can take this respite to faraway places and even to other eras. There is no restriction on time, money or airline schedules.

One of my favorite movies of all times is Dances with Wolves; so much so that when it was playing in theatres, I went to see it 8 times.( That is a big deal for me, because I just don’t see movies more than once. )

Anyway, when I drive to Wichita from my home close to the Missouri Ozarks, I drive right thru the Flint Hills on Highway 400.

There is about a 10 minute stretch of road where, with only a small amount of imagination, I can transform my car into a covered wagon. I do this by pulling out the Dances with Wolves soundtrack and slide it in my CD player.

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And viola! I’m on the frontier. In the words of John Dunbar, “Before it is gone.” …expecting any minute to see a buffalo. The music fills me. The prairie is pristine, peaceful. I’m in a more simple time.

 

One could go even further and imagine that Kevin Costner is with me. And there is a blanket, a cabin and …. I hit Leon and my fuzz buster starts beeping. (There is always a speed trap at Leon)

My covered wagon becomes a Camry again, foot to the breaks, eject the CD, and pay attention to the road. I’m back in 2016, so much better off for my short trip the 1800s prairie.

Put a New Spin on your Old Story

Never be discouraged

 

Are you one of those people who continue to beat yourself up about things of the past?

It’s time to stop that nonsense.

 

 

“Never be discouraged about your past. You may not fully realize all you have learned from it. Those who have weathered the largest storms are most able to understand how to help those who struggle. You have a rare and unique gift to offer the world.” The Baglady

It’s time to look at those old events as valued experiences for your present and future success.

Having grown up in a loving family, physical abuse was never part of my experience. I was unsympathetic to anyone who would put up with bad treatment. My thought was, “Get out!”

Imagine my surprise when I found myself in an abusive relationship and could not leave? My friends begged me and continually worried for my safety. Of course, I had my reasons (like all abused people do) for putting up with it.

While I was in the situation, it seemed like there were 2 voices in my head fighting with one another. The old me kept yelling “Get out.” The abused me found so many reasons why leaving seemed impossible.

Long story short, I finally escaped. But I also learned so much from the experience. I’m much more understanding and compassionate now.

Instead of beating yourself up for your past, what did you learn? How are you better for it?

The answers to those questions are now part of the gifts you can share with others.

Falling Apart in Reverse

images83N6J625Right before Christmas, my legs both stopped working. Walking became so painful that, after consulting 2 chiropractors, I went to minor emergency on Christmas Eve.

Imagine going from perfectly fine to feeling disabled in a matter of days.

It was kind of scary, but I’m good in a crisis.

So I followed the doctor’s instructions, took the drugs, and went in for tests to see what could cause this major upheaval in my ability to function.

The tests came back with no insight as to my problem.

Yesterday marked a month from the beginning of this little detour into the world of sitting still with my leg up.

I’d been handling it pretty well. Well… let’s say I’d been maintaining my sense of humor about the situation.

Still, it was starting to get scary.

There are so many things I had to alter. My friends were going to the store for me, etc.

My leg seemed to be getting worse by the day instead of better. I still have a week before I can see the orthopedist and I really felt like I was further damaging my leg with every step I had to take.

Last night I called on a friend who is an athlete. I knew that he had dealt with his own sports injuries for many years. I conveyed to him all the issues I was having.

He brought over 3 different kinds of knee bands and explained what he thought might have a happened to start me on this downward spiral.

The very minute I put on the bands, the massive pain of taking a step was relieved by such a great degree that I almost cried.

Suddenly, I felt like I would get better.

Long story short….

This is the way it always goes for me in a crisis. I’m cool as a cucumber… just plodding along trying to find an answer or solve a problem.

Then, the moment the crisis starts to abate, all the scary stuff I must have been holding inside come gushing out in the form of such overwhelming gratitude.

I’m actually walking around my house today. Both legs doing their share. And I’m crying.

Why cry now?

Should I call it “falling apart” or “falling together?”

No matter what I call it, the reason is gratitude. Beautiful, sweet, pure and simple gratitude.

Stop Eating Worms

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You’ve heard the little song, “Nobody likes me. Everybody hates me. I’m gonna go eat worms…”

People will come and go in your life, but there is one person you can always count on. That is, if you make of yourself your own best friend.

We are actually taught something early in life that does not serve us well. That thing is to put all others before ourselves.

Before you stop reading and call me a fraud, give me just a minute to help you see a new perspective on it.

I’m NOT saying to put yourself first. I’m saying to make your needs equally important to those around you. Make sure you give as much love to yourself as you would want to share with others.

Contrary to public opinion, this is not selfish.

There is actually a very ‘Un-selfish’ reason to do just that.

When you are filled up with love, your connection to God and to humanity are ever greater. When you give from that fullness, there are endless stores of generosity that can pour forth.

Wisdom will tell you that you cannot give anything that you do not have.

When you come from emptiness, you leave yourself starving.

And what does that lead to? You can end up begrudging others if they do not give back to you.

Thus, the song. You feel unloved.

Be your own best friend. Treat yourself well and there will be no more eating worms in your future. Best friend

The Broken Link

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If you really believed……

 

 

….. that your trip to the grocery store,

….. your interaction with the plumber,

….. the phone call from your elderly aunt,

….. the dinner you served your family,

….. and the way you treated the waitress at Denny’s was sacred, how would your day be different?

Your life would be different. That’s for sure.

You would be living it consciously.

You wouldn’t pass by today dreaming of a better, more perfect tomorrow.

You’d actually be present in the NOW, seeing all the small miracles in every moment.

It’s a tall order to BE in the moment. But if you practice it, you will see a world that real dreams are made of. It’s been right here the whole time.

You were the one who was missing.

 

 

 

 

I Believe…..There Are Angels Among Us

angels among us“Angels Among Us”

I was walking home from school, on a cold winter day
Took a shortcut through the woods, and I lost my way
It was getting late, and I was scared and alone
But then a kind old man, took my hand, and led me home
Mama couldn’t see him, oh but he was standing there
And I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers

Oh I believe there are, angels among us
Sent down to us, from somewhere up above
They come to you and me, in our darkest hours
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love

When life held troubled times, and had me down on my knees
There’s always been someone, to come along, and comfort me
A kind word from a stranger, to lend a helping hand
A phone call from a friend, just to say, I understand
But ain’t it kind of funny, at the dark end of the road
That someone lights the way, with just a single ray of hope

Oh I believe there are, angels among us
Sent down to us, from somewhere up above
They come to you and me, in our darkest hours
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love

They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places
To grace us with their mercy, in our time of need

Oh I believe there are, angels among us
Sent down to us, from somewhere up above
They come to you and me, in our darkest hours
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love
To guide us with a light of love.

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Angels of Closed Doors

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The Angels of Closed Doors

We’ve all experienced it.

Trying our best to make something happen and there are barriers at every turn.

First we try Plan A.

Then go at it from a different angle; Plan B.

We back up and try it again, but someone, or some thing is messing up the plan.

 

Two things can happen next.

  1. We rage against the person or thing standing in the way.
  2. We sink into the ‘why me’ syndrome

 

“Why me? Why can’t I make this work? Why is this person being mean? Why won’t my car start? Why, why, why?”

 

If you are encountering a lot of resistance in moving toward something you are wanting, you may be in the company of angels you just don’t recognize as such.

The Angels of Closed Doors.

 

I’ve come to realize that there are no enemies on the way to fulfillment; only signs, angels if you will. They’re helping steer us away from the wrong path as well as toward the right one. To get on board with this idea, we must accept that we don’t always know the whole story behind a dead end. The very thing that is an aggravation could be steering you safely away from a problem yet unseen.

 

Life is not meant to be a struggle, but an adventure! Thank heaven I’m getting wiser to this truth as life goes on. When I find myself hitting road blocks at every turn in a project, it’s important to step back, take some time for reflection and offer up a thought or prayer of willingness to see the situation differently. After all, when I’m not supposed to go in a particular direction, I do want to know!

 

If the universe is all loving and God knows the deepest yearnings of our hearts, how can he help us, even protect us, if the noise in our heads is so loud that it drowns out his quiet voice?

 

The answer: The Angels of Closed Doors.