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Giving Back: Love Means So Much More

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Thinking back on all the wonderful moments from the holiday season, I was dealing with some health issues myself. But I can heal myself, but I shared about it online to remind everyone that plenty of people face way tougher battles, like cancer or other serious stuff, where they can’t just fix things themselves. And piling on sky-high medical bills? That’s just heartbreaking.

I wasn’t looking for pity or anything like that, but it warmed my soul to see how much people truly cared. A lot of loving people stepped up around Christmas, but a few also jumped in to sort out my bank mess. Robbie and James pitched in, Sveta too, and then Major Sharp even suggested a “lavender marriage” so I could get better care for me and my kids. That kind of pure kindness, offering us some real protection, blew me away. I felt so flattered by that offer because it was incredibly selfless, but I could never go through with something like that—it might take away someone’s chance at meeting their true match down the line, and then they’d be tied to me.

It’s on me to sort my own stuff out, you know? And I am trying to figure it all out. It’s just hard.

But really, it was all about that deep love and sense of togetherness. Everyone poured so much of it our way this year, and we always find ways to give it right back whenever we can. Lately, I’ve been volunteering at the homeless shelter, but as spring rolls in, I’ll likely shift over to the animal shelters again.

It brought to mind something I wrote in my blog once about a truly good-hearted person (A Good Spiritual Man) applies for anyone, or even just living that out for others: if someone’s in a bind to get to work and you’ve only got twenty bucks left, you hand it over without a second thought about going broke yourself, trusting that something higher will come through for you, when you give everything to help.

These acts echoed that exact idea, one I’ve lived by so many times through volunteering at homeless shelters, animal rescues, donating to causes, or just pouring myself into helping people.

It really moved me deep down, watching everyone go above and beyond.

So there I was, heading into the nail salon with a Christmas gift card. I don’t treat myself like that much anymore, and I pick up pretty much everything at thrift stores. But that day, I was set to enjoy it. While I was there, employees kept coming over, hugging me and saying thanks for the help I’d given their pregnant friend a while back, when I had a bit more to spare back then and she was really struggling with a baby on the way. I was surprised they remembered that.

As I sat there, everyone started opening up to me as we talked. The host Sherman shared that his wife was stranded in Vietnam and he was stuck in this rundown spot. My nail artist opened up about her own hardships, cramming eight family members into a tiny two-bedroom place, including her aunt, sister, mom, and more, all barely scraping by. My heart just ached hearing it all.

I’d just gotten a few extra bucks from some spell orders, thanks to everyone teaming up to fix my bank stuff. What better way to use it than sharing a little with them?

It got so emotional in there—everyone around was like, whoa, she really did that, overhearing and watching it unfold. I told them, you’re not just here doing my nails while I sit and zone out. I see you as real people with your own lives and challenges, maybe even harder than what others deal with. So let me treat you like family. My nail artist wrapped me in a hug and teared up, and Sherman squeezed me tight too.

The whole room was stunned, and suddenly people started chatting with their own artists, like I’d sparked this wake-up call. They’d heard the stories but never really thought about how these amazing humans are more than just the ones providing a service for pay.

Yeah, it left me pretty strapped for cash, but I felt so good giving. I’ve always believed that when you share what you’ve got, it finds its way back somehow—and it sure has over the years. Plus, it showed others that genuine love and compassion are out there, and it softened hearts, making people more thoughtful toward each other.

Hey, I may not be doing good myself. Yet, God is love and helping others means more to me than anything. It brings God within, those who exchange it. Even strangers. We need it more than ever today. This meant people saw love. An exchange in the universe and a testament to my faith that God will help, myself, and others. It also creates God in others through love and unity.

I know that the Lord will help me, he always does. Moreover, I’m keeping everyone in my prayers, including all of you, the world, and the Vietnamese employees. It’s about faith.

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By the Day: Winning over negativity

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The Lord brings peace into The lives of his faithful followers. When you embrace the Lord’s way of thinking, not much can bother you anymore because you now have multiple ways of looking at things. The divine discernment takes you away from that one perspective that for any other person, would have them feeding right into things. What things? Well, demons for one thing. Demons really have a way of getting around. They’ll try to ruin any little bit of peace that a person has going in their life. I suppose that this post wouldn’t be perfect unless I gave you an example to help you understand. I’ll give you an example for my own personal life since that’s more sufficient.

I have a great life. In it, I find that I have a lot of people that care about me. Yes there are things that have happened throughout the years that were less than pleasant and even though I can see the deeper picture, not many others can. I spent a lot of time trying to educate even my own family, in the higher divine way of thinking. I’m doing so, they have really grasp a lot of things that they had in before, that has brought them a lot of peace themselves. However, there’s always that one person that has to stir up trouble. The other night I had just returned from the hospital, as I had surgery on three hernias. One of them, I had gotten from my father before he had died. I was with child, having my last boy Alexander. My father had fallen and there is nobody else around to pick him up. I couldn’t leave my father lying on the floor like that. So alas, I got him. I pulled out my right side. Doctors couldn’t help me until after the baby came. However, pulling the baby out in my third C-section, they had given me two more hernias. I had one at my belly button and one just underneath of that. Then, there was the third on my lower right. I had not noticed it until late April because by then it had gotten bigger and bigger. I had a bump intruding out of my stomach. It wasn’t very attractive, but I am OK with myself and so I didn’t allow it to bring me down. I still didn’t want to leave it there because it’s very dangerous. With that in mind, I made the appointment for the surgery but because of all this COVID-19 business going on, they were taking a long time getting things scheduled for me. Finally, it was around the same time of year that my father died, that they scheduled the surgery in.

Surely the surgery was scheduled two days after my father’s one year anniversary of his being gone. I find it exceptionally strange that a lot of things seem to be taking place around this time of the year now. My father passed right on the cusp of October 4 and 5. October 4 was my grandmother’s birthday, October 5 is Jonathan’s birthday. For those of you who don’t know who Jonathan is, he is the father of my two newest children.  Actually my new toddler Adriel was scheduled to be born naturally on that same exact day too. They had told me that she was going to be born in late August. The doctors always had a different month in which she was due. What I mean by that is, every time I would go in when I was four months, they would say that she was only three months, when I go back in the following month they would say she was still three months but at that point in time I was five months. It seemed like they were playing a lot of games. I knew that she was conceived at the end December of 2018. I even had one doctor’s office already confirm it in stating that she was four weeks along, towards the second week of January. But as soon as I started going to another doctor’s office, they were always telling me she was a month behind, every new month that I went in. Therefore, she should’ve been born in August but she was scheduled to be born by nature October 5, and the C-section scheduled for September 26. So it was really strange that this day always seemed to appear to come up, and yet even after my father’s passing, still continues to create significance.

Getting back to the story, I came home this afternoon and the surgery went well. Nevertheless, I needed help and so we asked for a family friend to come by to help with the kids. It was not long after I was home that petty arguments began between relatives. After calming it down myself, I started to feel a little relieved that the arguments were over with. It was only a matter of time before another one happened. Then, another one after that. In the stretch of four hours, three arguments had already taken place. I could see how everybody was giving into the negativity and so I shouted above everyone’s voices “Hey! Please don’t feed it!!!!”

I didn’t want the “demons” to have that much power over the family. Nevertheless they were there trying to stir up a whirlwind of trouble. Sometimes people won’t listen if you try to get their attention to pull them out of it. I was lucky enough that my family wanted to listen because as soon as I brought it to their attention, they could see what was really happening. They all stopped dead in their tracks and we prayed. The arguing ended for good there.

Have you ever had this happen?Have you ever been in a situation where everyone was trying to have a super positive day but everybody that was around you just kept falling into these really negative pits of unnecessary arguments or every little thing that each other did? Or, everyone got on one another’s nerves? That is another form of spiritual interference. It’s a cloud of consciousness that moves from person to person and tries to set everybody against one another. This is so that whatever spirit is behind the attack can feed off of the argumentative energy.

I know it must be difficult for a lot of families that go through something similar as many people in the family won’t open their mind up enough to listen when someone tries to stabilize the situation by speaking with reason. And trust me it was not always that way because there were times in the past where arguments were going on and I had tried a similar tactic. However, everybody would just look at me as if I were crazy for trying to keep them from arguing, and they would continue on instead. It takes a long time to get your family used to recognizing bad energy when it is around. You have to really be able to point it out for each individual first. There are symptoms that start to attack them which should be shown to them individually. And that way when they are in a group, they can all recognize how it’s moving through them as a collective.

Nobody should ever argue back anyway. In illuminated vision or perspective, it’s important for someone to listen to another person’s perspective and to try to understand that person from their side of things. However, there are individuals that will deliver Atlee try to stir up trouble. There are some who are natural agitators as they love poking at people just for their own sheer enjoyment of it. I’m sure all of you have seen someone like this at some point or the other. Have you known a person or two where they just have a real fun time at getting other people worked up, and they certainly know exactly what buttons to poke at, to do it. What do you do when something like that is happening? What if you try to shout above the noise like I did, to tell everyone to stop arguing because it is a spiritual interference… But nobody listens?

The next best thing to do is to try to communicate with the most open minded person out of the bunch. It’s usually the person that you spend most of your time with and by now, you have already helped them understand spirituality a bit. Try to make eye contact with them. Tell them that you feel as though the arguing is being influenced, and that they should just walk away. Most of the time the person will heed your advice unless they’re so upset that every little thing that the other person says is just antagonizing them. If it just happens that you can’t calm the situation down, it’s best to just walk out of it yourself. Eventually, the situation will reach its apex and settle itself later, but only after tearing through each person, which is why it’s best to try what you can first to avoid that.

You can also prayer this prayer, but when you do be sure to say it with heart and soul.