Annointing
by Nora Neal-Daggett
I awakened the morning of my MRI knowing that I had to anoint myself with oil and plead the blood of Jesus and his magnificent healing over my life and my health.
I was not quite sure of the process but I knew that I had some very special oil in my cupboard and that I would just follow the spirits leading. After all, if God placed it in my spirit to do then he would tell me exactly how to do it. I listened quietly as I moved about the room. Listening for the still small voice, I did exactly what He told me and I ended with the prayer on healing from the book PRAYERS THAT AVAIL MUCH FOR WOMEN.
As I blew out the candle that had served as a part of my sanctuary I was touched by the deep sense of peace I felt! My soul recited familiar portions of scripture; “I will never leave you or forsake you. I am the Lord God almighty, Savior and King, Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, those who believe in me shall have life everlasting.”
I showered, dressed and then began the drive to the imaging center. My Sweetie called as I was driving to say that he was thinking and praying for me. I told him what the Spirit had led me to do. He listened quietly and said “Um hm.“
Traffic was heavy but I arrived on time with a minute to spare. After completing the questionnaire, I was ushered back to the dressing room to put on a “not so bad” soft blue cotton gown that did a better job than most to cover up the hind parts!
My technician said her name was Aimee pronounced A’me. I was impressed by her kindness and willingness to make sure I understood what she was going to do. She started my IV. Then we walked down the hall into a room that resembled a chamber.
In the center of the room was the MRI. It was cylinder in shape and looked oddly comforting to me. The room was warm and comfy. I climbed onto the table and made myself comfortable. Instantly, the Holy Spirit began popping names of people I knew who needed prayer. I was aware that the tech was announcing each series of images. But I just kept on praying…and before I knew it Aimee said that the contrast dye would be entering my body. I felt a cool sensation initially followed by a warm flush in the center of my body. Another loud burst of sonar like noises followed by clicks and knocks. Then, shortly thereafter she said “We’re all done, you did great!”
The following week I met with Dr. Ahmed for the results of the MRI. “Everything is clear in the right breast and under your arm of the left breast he said smiling. The only issue is the very small cyst in the duct of the left breast. ““PRAISE GOD”, I exclaimed!
We laughed and talked about the advancements in medicine and how technology has changed the way we perform our jobs. He explained my surgery and what he expected, looked at his watch and said, “I will be in trouble with my staff for talking so long” and with that he was gone. I looked skyward and uttered a prayer “Lord, thank you for a wonderful surgeon!”
I spent the next few weeks preparing for the surgery. I felt in my heart of hearts that I had nothing to worry about. In fact I refused to be concerned in the least. God had sent his word to heal me and that was what I was holding on to!
The evening before the surgery family and friends called to pray. My Sweetie and I had a nice quiet supper and he prayed a prayer that deeply touched me. The morning of surgery family gathered with us along with my Pastor and close girl friends in the ministry; we all held hands and prayed for God’s guidance protection and peace.
Needless to say the surgery went well. Dr. Ahmed said the cyst was easy to extract and that he was pleased with the procedure.
I can honestly say that I do not feel I have been given a diagnosis of cancer. Just as the water swirls in the porcelain bowl and is out of sight with the flush of a handle; the thought of cancer was dispelled when I recited this reading from Prayers that Avail Much for Women: My body is the temple of the Holy Spirit and I desire to be in good health. I seek truth that will make me free-both spiritual and natural (good eating habits, medication if necessary and appropriate rest and exercise.) You bought me at a price and I desire to glorify you in my spirit and my body – they both belong to you.
Thank you, Father for sending Your word to heal me and deliver me from my destructions. Jesus, You are the Word who became flesh and dwelt among us.
You bore my grief (pain) and carried my sorrows (sickness.) You were pierced through for my transgressions, crushed for my iniquities, the chastening for my wellbeing fell upon You and by Your scouring I am healed!
Thank you that I will prosper and be in health, even as my soul prospers. Amen.
Angels on Assignment
by Nora Neal-Daggett
It was January 2008 and we had received the call that Trenton, my middle sons child was near death. From North Carolina, Virginia and West Virginia we poured into our cars and headed for Pittsburgh Children’s Hospital where Trenton was being air-lifted. One call changed the course of all our lives!
As soon as I arrived, Trenton’s mother and I went to his room. The nurse finished her assessment and Brandie, Trenton’s mother stepped out to take a call. I touched my grandson, closed my eyes to pray and I saw angels everywhere! The room was literally full of them! Moving, ministering to him, they were sitting, standing, touching, hovering, moving to and fro … a quiet hush consumed the space Trenton and I occupied. All of the monitors were quiet and stillness filled the room. And in that moment I heard…
BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD!
My eyes fixed on one angel who was sitting on one of the monitors above Trenton’s bed. She was beautiful and the only one whose face and form could clearly be seen. She had on a very soft flowing pink dress and her wings were a lemon whipped yellow. Her chin was tucked in the palm of her hand, her legs were crossed, she was smiling and it was as if she were winking at me!
I was awe struck and not able to open my mouth to even start praying for a few moments. I just watched with my eyes closed and breathed it all in! When my mind could form a thought I knew that this was what the song Angels Watching Over Me meant! I began my prayer as tears ran down my face and dripped on my sweater. As I came to the close of the prayer and an overwhelming sense of peace filled my spirit. I knew that this was confirmation that Trenton was going to be fine! Thank you God!
Two days before we all converged on the dusty town of Pittsburg; Tony, Trenton’s dad called to say Trenton had been hospitalized with a severe asthma attack. As soon as the conversation was over, I called Marzetta my oldest son’s wife and we began to pray. As we ended the prayer sunlight or should I say son-light poured into the room. I felt as if God was saying Trenton will be fine. Trust me. I got this!
Now He was saying it again only this time He sent a host of heavenly angels to carry the message straight to my heart, my mind and my spirit!
We just passed the anniversary date of that time in all of our lives. And when I pause, command my spirit to be still, close my eyes, I can still see those angels everywhere!
Ministering, hovering, guiding, protecting, directing…and it is a comforting reminder that no matter the circumstance God’s angles are always watching over me and over you and over you, and you and you…
“He ordered his angels to guard you wherever you go. If you stumble, they’ll catch you; their job is to keep you from falling.” Ps. 91:11
Oh My Lord, Oh My Lord What Shall I Do?
by Nora Neal-Dagett
“If you’ll hold on to me for dear life,” says God, I will get you out of any trouble.
I will give you the best of care.
If you’ll only get to know and trust me.
Call me and I will answer, be at your side in bad times.
I’ll rescue you, then throw you a party.
I will give you long life; give you a long drink of salvation”;PSALMS 91: 14-16 Message Bible
It was taking the surgeon too long to come into the exam room. I had been reciting scripture since my eyes opened that morning. I knew in my spirit I was facing a challenge. I just didn’t know the whole story yet.
The paper gown I was wearing rustled soft as I moved around the exam room. “I can do all things through God who strengthens me” popped into my spirit as my mind retraced the events that led me to this point. On Saturday evening, I noticed a small moist area in my bra as I took it off to get ready for bed. That’s odd I thought. A slight squeeze brought out a dark colored liquid. On Monday morning, I called my gynecologist and saw her later the same day. The next day I had a comprehensive mammogram and a sonogram. Four days later I saw a surgeon for his opinion. He recommended a stereotactic breast biopsy; which by the way, in my opinion; was invented by a man to torture a woman while her Tata’s hang above his head! Just kidding. Now, I stand in the surgeon’s office awaiting the results of the stereotactic breast biopsy.
I picked up a magazine, flipped a few pages, a knock on the door…Dr Ahmed enters.
I have always been drawn to this surgeon’s gentle, soothing yet honest and open “bedside manner.” I’ve had the pleasure of knowing him since mom was first diagnosed with cancer 10 years ago. So there was no question that he would be the surgeon for me as well.
Over the course of the next few minutes he explained to me that the biopsy revealed that I have what is commonly called ductal cancer in-situ or DCIS. Then he stopped, looked me right in the eye and said, “I want you to put your mother and her cancer out of your mind. This is totally different!” I did exactly that, I compartmentalized mom’s situation and listened intently as he charted out the recommended course of treatment. I was to schedule a MRI of both breast and then return to his office for the results of that and to schedule a lumpectomy.
He assured me several times that this was a grade 0-1 cancer. That is was in-situ which means encapsulated or enclosed/has not spread.
We discussed the fact that I continued to have extreme tenderness in the left breast which Dr. Ahmed says is not connected to the diagnosis. But never-the-less it is what sent me to my doctor in the first place! And I knew in the deepest part of my being that the tenderness and nipple discharge had been the Holy Spirit’s way for getting me to the doctor early because my routine mammogram was six months away.
Once again I was struck by the awesome power of THE ALMIGHTY GOD!
We live, breathe, walk and talk in the natural everyday. Prayerfully each day we submit our lives to the Lord, asking that he keep us from all harm and danger, that he place angels all around us to guide and direct us and that he give us wisdom to be powerful women in his kingdom. Having said all of that, is it not just like God to do exactly like he said he would do!
Prayer,
How awesomely magnificent you are Lord God. You are not man, that you may lie and you demonstrate that EVERYDAY that you breathe life into our bodies.
I praise you for the pain and discomfort that took me QUICKLY to the doctor!
I praise you more because you are God and positively give me the best of care.
I commit my EVERYTHING to you! And I praise you in advance for ALL that you are going to do.
IN JESUS MOST PRECIOUS NAME, AMEN
When Tears Have Voice by author Nora Neal-Daggett
Healthy Living
by Angeles Gannon
What does the term “healthy eating” mean? When I first began the search for the ideal diet for my family, I soon realized that many so-called experts contradict each other. Well, I decided to turn to the real Expert on everything: God Himself. The simplest answer to my question (what is the best way for my family to eat?) was found in His perfect provision and direction. So this is what healthy eating means to me: 1) preparing your own food from fresh ingredients; and, 2) ingredients must be in their natural state. This means drug-free meat, eggs and milk, organic fruit and vegetables, whole grains and unrefined sugars to name the basics.
What about cost? We all hear that it’s expensive to eat well. But, if you feed your body the fuel it needs and spend a little more along the way to stay lean and healthy, isn’t this cheaper than eating cheap processed food that ruins your health and costs you money for doctors’ bills, missed work /school, less energy and less enjoyment of life? We can’t just look at the store receipt to measure the cost of how we eat. And, the good news is, there are ways to eat very simply and nutritiously without spending a lot of money.
Are you thinking of the time involved in meal preparation? I won’t lie; it does require you to be in the kitchen. Someone already cooks for your family and it’s either you or the company whose name is on the box. It is a God-given privilege and responsibility to see to our family’s physical needs. And because He ordains it (see Proverbs 31), He will help us do it, not “somehow” but VICTORIOUSLY! So…are you up for the challenge to REALLY feed your family? Blessings await… more to come in 2010!
Breast Self Exams
by Kristielynne Cutler
Breast Self Exams (BSE) should be done monthly on any person who has breasts (men included) and one week after menstruation. Ideally these should be done in the shower so your fingers can easily move about on the skin surrounding the breast. When you ‘get to know’ your breasts, you are apt to notice any changes sooner than later. This is why BSE is so important. Additionally, one in seven women in their lifetime will have breast cancer!!
Technique:
Raise one arm at a time over your head and a little back.
Using opposite hand, take first two fingers and begin with the perimeter which believe it or not is under the arm pit. This area is called the Tail of Spence and is the most common area for breast cancer’s in women.
Move in a circle doing the entire perimeter before moving closer and closer to the nipple.
After examining both breasts manually, do the rest of the exam in front of a mirror after dried off.
Lean forward and note any dimples or puckering of breasts.
Also, while leaning forward note that both breasts look and move the same way.
Squeeze one nipple at a time taking note of any discharge.
Note any discolorations that are not equal on both breasts.
When to call the doctor:
Call if you note any CHANGE in the lumps in your breast or breasts after examining and getting to know yourself.
Basically, if you are naturally nodular (lumpy) than there is less concern at first if you are on an exam. You will get to know where they are each month.
Also, if the lump hurts when you push on it then it is less likely to be cancer as cancer only hurts in the Final stages and by then you would have the unintentional loss of weight, nausea, vomiting etc.
ANY discharge warrants a call to the doctor.
If your mother, sisters, aunts, or grandmother’s have had breast cancer than this is a reason to call the doctor as you need earlier mammograms and perhaps more often.
Call the doctor if one breast looks different than the other (size is a natural deviance) such as color, dimpling, or movement is different from one breast to the other or a lump that feels DIFFERENT to you than a previous exam.
Hope this helps. Blessings!
God Made Sunscreen!
by Kristielynne Cutler
Sunscreen is most often advertised in weekly circulars and on television in the summer months. There are all kinds of sunscreens and SPF (sun protection formulas) ranging from 10-85%. Newsflash, the sun comes up in the fall, winter and spring as well. Interesting, how the advertisements slow down during those times of the year. Also, do not be tricked if the day is cloudy, you can still burn without sunscreen.
The particular rays of the sun that we are mainly concerned with are UVA and UVB. These rays contain ultraviolet rays. When choosing a sunscreen, the brand is not the issue but the SPF is.
Whether you choose 15 or 85%, you need to be certain that you choose a sunscreen that has protection against UVA/UVB.
Also, after reading studies on sunscreen, even the ones that list 85% protection really do not protect any better than a 15% sunscreen does.
Some sunscreens boast waterproof or water resistance. Be careful! If you swim in a chlorinated pool or in a salt filled ocean, don’t you think that any sunscreen will be less effective? Sure. The sunscreen bottles usually will explain that you need to reapply after profuse sweating or swimming. Read the bottle and follow the directions exactly. Wearing hats (no not straw hats, they have holes remember), and sunglasses can protect you from overexposure to sun that may affect the skin on your head and rays that may affect your eyesight.
Whether you are Caucasian or African American, you can still receive too much sun and potentially burn. All people regardless of race need to use some protection against overexposure to sun.
There are typically three kinds of skin cancers associated with sun exposure. Basal cell, Squamous cell and Melanoma. You should check over your entire body and be familiar with moles, skin tags, warts etc. so you can detect any changes in shapes, colors, or raised areas on your skin. Watch particularly any uneven skin markings or changes in colors and report to your doctor immediately. When caught early (basal cell or surface cancer), skin cancer can be removed and no further issues may develop as a result. Squamous cell is a little deeper than basal and may need stricter watching from a dermatologist. Melanoma which may appear very dark or black can be a killer and warrants removal and potentially chemotherapy/radiation.
Golfers, watch any skin changes on your ears as this is the most common place for skin cancers for you. Truck drivers, keep an eye on your left arm when you hang it out the window when traveling. Any one who works out in the weather, have some one examine the back of your neck for any changes. Women, check the backs of your legs as this seems to be an area we forget about.
Finally, treat your skin as you treat your babies’ skin. Protect with long light weight clothing during any lengthy sun exposure and do not forget, wear your sunscreen ALL YEAR ROUND!
In addition to younger looking skin, you will be healthier.
God Bless
The Elderly and Dehydration
by Kristielynne Cutler NP-C
The older a person gets the less fat they have to protect against weather changes. It is not unusual to find elders wearing sweaters in extreme heat. They truly feel cold but they are still losing fluid just as we do in the heat and need extra liquids. Additionally, some may not be able to explain they feel warm and need less clothing, so they remain in sweaters and heavy clothes.
Older people tend to take more medications than the younger population and some of which may contribute to dehydration such as ‘fluid pills’ that make them urinate more often. This can contribute to dehydration especially during the summer months.
Symptoms of dehydration can include fevers, changes in heart rate and/or blood pressure, confusion, irritability, eyes that appear sunken in, and/or nausea as well as other individual symptoms.
Additionally, we can determine if a person is dehydrated if when pulling up on the skin of the hands it does not immediately return to its place. Also another tell tale sign is if the person is not excreting as much urine as usual.
If any of the above symptoms are affecting any person, you should call a physician for instructions.
Please remember to take in extra fluids during the summer. Typically eight 8oz. glasses of fluid are enough but more should be consumed during this season and especially in the elderly or if a person is outside for prolonged periods of time. Included in fluid is coffee. Fluid does not have to mean all water. Pudding, yogurt, ice cream, and popsicles are other ‘fluids’ that count.
If a person has CHF (congestive heart failure) and/or is on ‘fluid pills’, please seek the advice from their physician prior to offering many extra fluids to avoid excess liquid in the lungs and/or heart.
Symptoms of excess fluid in the lungs/heart may appear as swelling in the extremities and in particular the legs. Elevating the legs may assist with decreasing the fluid noted in them. Be certain that the person is breathing without any difficulties. If breathing increases or sounds ‘noisy or congested’, call 911.
Again, if any changes in condition or symptoms, alert the physician.
Enjoy the season and God bless!
Is my old mother crazy?
A desperate letter from a middle aged daughter Kristielynne Cutler
She used to live so well on her own. I know the house we all grew up in was too big, but she had dad’s retirement and could pay for the upkeep fine. She cooked and cleaned as she had always done. She continuously begged my sister and me to bring the kids over for after church Sunday dinners when mom cooked mounds of food. Everything seemed well, like mom, until last week at dinner.
It began ok, the invitation over mid week. Nagging by Saturday morning when no one was certain of what they were doing after church. Us caving in and promising to be there on Sunday at one o’clock as usual.
Then it happened. We rang the bell and a straggly woman in a house dress answered. Why, this could not be my mother who put make up on to get the mail at the end of the driveway every day. She began yelling at my husband and my sister stating that we disturbed her nap.
She would not let us in and shooed us away. Then she turned around and attempted to walk away when she fell! My mother does not fall and there was no aroma of food from the kitchen.
I pushed open the door and ran in to help this imposter. My husband called 911 and we had her brought to the emergency room. After several long hours and a negative x-ray for broken bones, we all were sent home with this yelling, cursing stranger who not long ago was teaching bible studies and reading psalms to our children.
Over the next exhausting few days and taking turns in shifts, our entire family watched as she went from bad to worse. She stopped eating and hollering at one point and began napping and attempting to get up without one of us to help her even though we begged her not to do this.
We looked into psychiatrists in the area and then after praying to God about it, decided she needed professional nursing care as we all had responsibilities that prevented us from staying with her to watch her.
We had a family meeting and decided to put mom into a nursing home. Within twenty-four hours she was admitted and my sister and I cried all the way home in the car when mom told us how she hated us and that her daughters would come after us when they returned from their trip.
After two more falls that night that I was called about from the nurses caring for her, I received a call from the nursing supervisor at eight o’clock the following morning and was told that mom had a urinary tract infection.
Oh great, another problem I thought. Well, she also told me that elderly people and especially women were at risk for urinary infections as our urethra’s (where the urine comes out of) are short and sometimes women wipe themselves back to front causing stool to get into the opening of the urethra and begin an infection.
“Ok so she just needs antibiotics right”? I was over tired from the calls in the middle of the night regarding the falls and I was short with her. I silently prayed for forgiveness. She continued in her calming voice to explain to me that the infection could be responsible for not only the falls (trying to get to the bathroom often due to urgency from the infection or even imbalance from the infection process) but also her change in mental status which I was able to figure out meant mom may not be crazy after all. She continued to tell me that urinary infections are the number one reason an elderly woman may have behavior changes, abdominal pain, urinary pain/stinging, having to go to the bathroom but only urinating small amounts, tiredness, low back pain if the infection goes to the kidney, loss of appetite possibly from nausea or just the infection process itself, and potentially several hospitalizations as repeated infections have the ability to diminish the typical urinary infection symptoms mentioned and the infection becomes septic (in the blood stream).
I felt some relief as mom had all those symptoms but I was still skeptical. That day mom was started on an antibiotic and the staff continuously made her drink water.
Two days later my sister and I went to visit and mom greeted us at the front entrance of the nursing home with her bags packed. Her hair was set. Her makeup was applied. Her dress was spotless and her stockings were newly washed. My sister and I looked at each other in disbelief. The nurse ran into the lobby with a desperate look on her face. Relief shot through her as she saw my sister and me.
After mother convincing us in her stern tone that she was fine, wanted to go home immediately, and how it was so embarrassing to be in an old age home, we signed her out and brought her home.
It has been almost a year and mom has had a couple more urinary infections that get treated immediately when she starts ranting incoherently. Other than that life is back to normal and we are all enjoying our Sunday dinners.
Mom is not crazy…… Just older.
God is good!
Fear Itself
by Christa Hogan
You don’t have to hop on a roller coaster if you want to experience fear these days. All you have to do is turn on the TV or radio. We’re afraid of terrorists. We’re afraid of losing our 401Ks. We’re afraid of layoffs. We’re afraid of health issues. What’s the result of all of this fear? Ironically, war, greed and high blood pressure. Like a drug dealer, the world creates a system of fear and then offers a remedy—security systems, new savings plans, gym memberships and prescription medications.
But God offers the ultimate fear-antidote, even though at first glance it seems like more of the same. Ecclesiastes concludes with this scripture:
“Now all has been heard; here is the conclusion of the matter:
FEAR God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man.”
Doesn’t set your mind at ease? How could fear itself be a remedy for fear? I love the explanation that author and pastor of the Mosaic church in California, Erwin McManus, gave in a conference I attended last year. To paraphrase, fear determines the boundaries of our lives. If we’re afraid of flying, we only visit places within driving distance. If we have a fear of public places, we stay at home. If we fear death, then we take fewer risks.
Fear also works in reverse. You can tell what a person fears by looking at how they spend their resources, not just money but time and energy too. Do you spend all your time checking the markets? Maybe you fear financial failure. Do you workout tirelessly at the expense of other aspects of your life? Maybe you fear getting fat or aging. If we allow, fear can determine not just what we do but how we do it.
But what does it look like to fear God? When we fear God, then He alone determines the boundaries of our lives. Fearing God means understanding that His ways are not ours, that He is in control despite what news anchors say, understanding that He can work beyond the physical framework set into place for us as human beings. Instead of being reactively driven by circumstances we’re driven by a need to please a God who loves us enough to die for us, a God that scriptures tell us has a good and perfect plan for our lives.
Only the fear of the Lord can break our addiction to the version of fear the world offers. When we fear the Lord we make decisions differently. We spend our time and resources differently. We have the antidote.
Comfort Food
by Maria Simone
I remember vividly my grandmother bringing me a bag of chips and dip every time she would baby sit for us. I was about 8 or 9, and my parents owned an ice cream store that kept them very busy, so my grandmother would watch us kids while they were at work. I would eat all or most of the bag of chips and dip, and remembered that it helped me feel calm and relaxed. It was at this point that I began to use food to comfort myself.
This became a lifelong habit, and as you might expect, led to a weight problem for me. Over the last 20 years, I have gained and lost the same 30 pounds. Back in the Fall of 2008, I remember feeling so hopeless about my weight and had lost all hope of ever losing it and keeping it off for life. There, at the bottom of the valley, is where the Lord met me, restored my hope, and revealed truth to me that would forever change my life. He showed me that I would never keep the extra weight off until I addressed the CAUSE of my over eating. For almost 30 years, I had developed a reflex habit of turning to food whenever I started to feel uncomfortable emotions rising up in me – frustration, loneliness, anger, worthlessness, sadness, hopelessness…and the list goes on. The bottom line is, I didn’t like feeling those negative emotions, and I just wanted to “stuff” them down with food so I wouldn’t have to deal with them.
God shows emotion throughout the Bible, and we are made in His image (Genesis 1:26), and therefore we are also emotional beings. Now the truth is, emotions in themselves are neither good nor bad, and they are given to us by God for a purpose. I once heard someone say that emotions are our warning light to “check under the hood”, as in a car. For years now I’ve been trying to ignore my warning light, hoping it would just go away. Well, we all know that just because we ignore something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. There are hurts and lies underneath those emotions, and the ONLY way to be free of them is to let them come to the surface (instead of trying to stuff them down with food), and let the Lord reveal what is behind them. Once the wound is exposed, then the Lord can heal it. And once it is healed, it will no longer try to “bob” to the surface like a buoy that keeps coming up no matter how many times you try to push it down under the water.
I give God ALL the glory for the 30 pounds that I’ve lost and kept off for the last two months. And He is teaching me daily a very important lesson when I feel negative emotions coming to stop, let myself feel them, and ask the Lord what is behind them. He alone is my Healer, not only physically, but emotionally as well. I am clinging to Jesus in this process and trusting Him to lead me to victory.
Don’t Spit in God’s Face
by Maria Simone
I was purchasing some new clothes at the mall today, and was talking with the sales clerk about healthy eating and exercise. She proceeded to tell me how she walks on a regular basis and listens to her body’s cues for eating. She said she realizes that God has blessed her with her body, and she “doesn’t want to spit in God’s face” by failing to take care of it. Her statement hit me like a ton of bricks. I had never thought about my poor choices as “spitting in God’s face”, but when I squander a blessing He has given me, or fail to accept one of His gifts, that is essentially what I am doing.
Ephesians 1:3 says “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ”. Every spiritual blessing – not some, not most, but every spiritual blessing. Our spiritual blessing account is always full to the brim. Take a look at James 1:17 for a moment – “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows”. There we go again with that word every. God doesn’t do anything half-way, He’s gonna do it all the way or not at all. So we see from these two verses that we, as believers in Christ, already have every spiritual blessing, and that every good gift that we have is from God Himself – that’s every material possession you have, your house, your body, your job, your kids, your spouse, food to eat, every answered prayer, your clothes, the fact that you can walk…I could go on and on.
Okay, so if everything we have is literally from God, what is our role in this? Our role is three-fold.
Number one, we must receive His blessings. This means not letting our pride get in the way when someone is trying to bless us with a gift. It means not letting ourselves feel condemned after confessing our sin, when God has already given us total forgiveness in Christ. And finally, it means receiving the freely-given fullness of God’s love for us, instead of trying to fill ourselves in other ways.
Number two, we are to be continually thankful to God for all He has given us. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 says “…give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus”.
Third and last, we are to be good stewards of these blessings that He has entrusted to us, to use them for HIS glory. Dictionary.com defines the word steward as “a person who manages another’s property or financial affairs; one who administers anything as the agent of another or others“. We represent God, and how we manage His blessings speaks volumes to a watching world. The parable of the talents in Matthew 25 reveals that Jesus is pleased when we are faithful with what He has given us, because it brings Him glory. This can mean, for example, taking care of your body through healthy eating and exercise, giving a portion of your money in tithes and offerings, loving your spouse and children, or praying for someone who needs a touch from the Lord. God will show you what He wants you to do.
Do I have a long way to go in this area? Absolutely. But as we surrender to the Lord in each area of our lives, He is faithful to conform us to the image of His Son Jesus. So together, my friends, let’s ask the Lord to open our hearts to receive every blessing He has for us, to be thankful in all circumstances, and to be good stewards of all that He has entrusted to us, for the glory of His name!
Weigh-in
by Susan Lucas
Recently,as of July 19, a New York city law requires chain restaurants to list calories on their menus or risk fines. The restaurant industry is busy filing lawsuits to stop this action. What do you think?
Personally, as a consumer as well as a registered dietitian, I think it’s about time we demanded the truth. With all the confusing nutritional information out there I still believe the number of calories you need to consume a day is understandable and with the amount of calories in each item easily visible it becomes easier to make smart choices. If you consume more calories than you expend you will gain weight, it’s that simple. With about 60 percent of Americans overweight, we need to re-evaluate our choices.
More than 20 other states, cities, and counties are considering similiar moves. Restaurants are fighting to keep this information obscure. They want to hide the facts.
New York City Health Commissioner Frieden estimates that the number of obese people in New York City alone could be cut by 150,000 over the next 5 years which in turn could prevent more than 30,000 cases of diabetes (which happens to be the sixth largest cause if death in the U.S.)
I want to know what I’m eating when I eat out. If any of you are interested in getting a law passed for your area this website can help www.menulabeling.org. Let’s take charge of our own health beginning today!

