Feeling Deep

Feeling deep thoughts for the deep thinkers in grief or pain.

The pain was so deep I could not touch it yet so close I could not get around it.
Pieces of pain like glass splintered under the feet. Not sure how to move without cutting themselves.
The Pain of the feeling the deep kind.
The pain that calls, pulls and consumes. The pain of finality.
The pain of no more.
The pain of standing on the rock in strength…while you wait for joy.
My compassion meter is strong but my rescue meter competes.
It’s difficult to watch a loved one writhe in emotional pain. I want to take them in my arms until it subsides.
I want to break through the boundaries they put in place to protect themselves. I want to help them move forward.
Removing the memory connection will alleviate the instability that fearfully haunts and paralyzes them.
Removing the raw real trauma frequencies that came into their body will help restore health, wellness of mind and stability of heart.

It doesn’t change what happened to them but it does give them clarity to make new decisions from peace not pieces.
Don’t give up – you are close to the new you. You’re standing. You’re climbing.
You’re stronger than you know. You’re one of a kind. You’re safe to feel. Safe to heal. Safe to grow.
You have permission to feel your deep pain. You have permission to live again.
If you’re not safe to feel alone, get with someone who can let you express your heart.
One day you’ll see your strength. Receive truth and life. Love in the pain.
Life through the tears. Union in the brokenness. New start with a fresh breath.

In the mean time, you get to say goodbye to those old patterns, old ways of thinking, old ways of living, old ways of rejecting the ones near you or rejecting yourself. You get to face your past and move past it – it is most definitely time.

One day you’ll feel joy. One day you’ll see intention and one day it will make sense.
One day the strong strength of the rock will be infused into the memories.
One day you’ll feel the sun again through the deep thinking. Feeling deep.

I love you- d

Prayerful thoughts

What if our thoughts are prayers?

What if it matters what we think to The One Who answers prayer?

What if renewing our mind works hand in hand, complimenting our prayer life?

“Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” ~ 1st Thes 5:16-18 love-d #prayer

Too much Hope?

When someone offers you what feels like “too much hope” through an unorthodox way whether it be mental, physical or emotional and you say no based on something that happened in the past to you or to someone else…….. I just want to remind you that you might just miss your opportunity to have a positive change to your life.

What if your no to this “weird too much hope” can’t explain or understand it thing is your no to you speaking, talking, hearing or walking?

Let your tomorrow be different than your past.

And if you are afraid to hope too much because of being disappointed in the past …all I can tell you is that I would prefer to step out and be disappointed than stay stuck in hopelessness which says NO to anything positive. What about you?

I know…. this may not make sense to all of you but some of you get it.

Stop being afraid of your own shadow.

Stop being afraid of the impossibilities.

Start saying hello to the possibilities.

Start saying hello to even ONE LITTLE STEP FORWARD!!

Hope again!

I almost refused to share with someone today something that I know has the capability to change her life and the lives of those around her. Almost.

Then, I felt that nudge inside….. “Why are you afraid to bring hope?” We met with a family and literally changed their lives in a positive way. It was NOT false hope. It was not healing either…but it was definitely improvement. Thank You God!

I remember years ago I was in a situation with a church staff/pastor where our belief systems collided. They called to ask me questions about whether I believed that God healed today. I had been hanging out with some of the women in his church and he was “concerned”. As we explored our conversation, it was as if I had a rope around my neck and I would not get out alive. You see, I did not graduate a seminary (or cemetery) is what my pastor 25 years ago said it was called. Anyhow, my point is that I was fairly new in leaning strongly into believing God healed instead of thinking He did not. After a very long conversation, the bottom line was that he had been hurt years ago – his church he felt had been hurt years ago from what he believed to be “false prophetic words” regarding healing and atonement and all that went in between. His point however was that all those comments and prophecies did was give false hope because that person died. They were devastated and he insinuated that his church was devastated and that it created basically a bad name for God and so he did not want me to influence his church with a belief system that included atonement. I was stuck.

How do I honor this pastor and his belief system and honor God and His belief system and help the women continue to move forward into more life in Christ and let them have their OWN belief system? I was not ruled by fear and the ladies did not want to be ruled by fear either. After all, God IS LOVE – He does not “just love”… I had to choose. I was not scared which honestly was miraculous at the time because I had such a strong submission to authority and wanted more than anything to please pastors or anyone in any kind of leadership and authority… But there was a VOICE…….inside me.

THE Voice – THAT Voice INSIDE me.

I KNEW that voice… I did not know all the information that pastor knew and I did not know how to lead a church but I knew inside me that I was safe to believe and Hope in the One Who healed and believe in healing. This was HIS leading from the inside of me.

Was this pastor lead by the same voice? I believe so but we all hear through our own filters. Maybe there were places inside me that were developed differently than the places in His heart inside him. He was mature and I was mature but in different areas. Now, many years later I’m mature in other areas and have changed. I have great respect for his heart for his congregation and his desire to protect them. On the other hand, I realize I must follow that voice…as I learn and grow I would prefer it to be in hearing Him not just hearing information and following doctrines of safety.

I had seen some healed. I had been healed of some conditions supernatural. Years later, I have experienced more of the same – healed and not healed. Yet, is this because our God of Hope is inconsistent? Is this because God is not a Healer? If I’m not healed, is God the bad guy?

These are thoughts that we all have from time to time right? When you are growing in what you know about Creator…you ask questions and when you are growing in Who Creator is or what you think He is…you ask questions and when you actually converse with Him and get to know Him and you feel He is getting to know you…and you think HEY is God a Person Who hears me and knows me and is real and HE KNOWS ME????? WOW. Everything changes. Share with friends.

Love- Donna Reiners

You are alive

I was born two months early at 5 pounds. I stayed in an incubator for two months waiting the time for me to be strong enough to go home and be with my mom.

I got to be hooked up to all sorts of life support almost 57 years ago. Tubes crawled in and out of lots of areas in my body while my body finished developing at Fort Campbell Kentucky Army Base hospital.

For the first two months of my life outside the womb, the nurses and doctors were my parents. They made all my decisions, cleaned me and fed me and monitored me to make sure I would not die. Back then, your mom wasn’t at the hospital very day to check on you and it was not possible to hold me… Affection was later.

This is what I know: I would not be writing this nor you reading this had someone snipped my neck or decided I was not worthy to live…or been so convinced I was just a ‘fetus’ and separated themselves from me being a human being…

If you are reading this then high chance your neck wasn’t snipped either.

You are alive my friend… a special treasure and you have something to be thankful about…

Share this my friend.

No premature end

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Someone who cares this new year

Be someone who cares this new year. Someone who gives. You do not have to be a “caregiver” to care giving. You can give where you are whether big or small. First let’s talk about big.

I know a woman who has loved deeply. She has held the hands of women and men as they live their last breath on planet earth. It was not as a hospice nurse or paid caregiver. She has cared enough to give her time, resources, affection and passion to see another live…and then die.

Some of these would have died far before their time. She has valued them when they had no value. She has treasured them when they felt they were trash. She has been their companion when they would have died from loneliness. She has cared enough to give.

In her own search for value and identity, she has preserved another’s value and identity.

She is deep water. In essence she has given her life for another. Her maturity came at a price and her love is now priceless.

Let’s talk about small. But is any action of giving really small to God? Giving soup to the woman next-door who has been sick and cannot feed her family. Cleaning the yard of the elderly couple down the road because they just can’t seem to have the strength to do it anymore. Telling the mom who you can tell is about to lose her temper with her children that she is doing a good job… Because she thinks any minute she’s gonna lose her mind. Loving the person you are with even though they are depressed and don’t seem to like you anymore. Loving them with no expectation of anything back just because you know they are lonely and I need a validation and friendship. Valuing them. Valuing you. Valuing life on the planet. Loving the person you are with even though they are depressed and don’t seem to like you anymore. Loving them with no expectation of anything back just because you know they are lonely and need validation and friendship. Valuing them. Valuing you. Valuing life on the planet. Loving yourself when you look in the mirror instead of turning away with disgust at how you no longer like the way you look.

Let this new year Be your opportunity to find a value in you and those around you. In small ways or in big ways. Love is the answer. You have permission to give a care about you. And then you have permission to give a care for those around you with that same kindness.

Happy New Year dear one.

Love- d

A little lie

Compromise is a powerful and subtle method used to lead us away from Truth within us and around us. Lies will separate you from those who love you, pull you away from what is best for you, divide your heart, tear you apart, stress you out, leave you to rot. It will give you a false identity so real that you won’t see the counterfeit. Be willing to let God sift your thoughts back to Him and His ways. Trust Him with that issue, that relationship, those friends, that career, that food problem, drug addiction, those worries, that codependent friend, deep pain, sadness and loneliness. Let God bring you true identity and specific Truth. Let Him redesign your relationships and awaken your heart to Joy.

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Holidays & Emotions

The holidays can drain you emotionally with memories of the past. But if those emotions lead you into despair, then it’s time to rethink how you respond. Love yourself and love those around you. Don’t take loneliness, depression or sadness into your future. #Emotional truth for every day #life #Share with a friend. Every Day w Donna Mae.

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Broken Crayons Still Color

We label people as broken. We ignore the older #man or #woman whose face is wrinkled and worn. Yet, they are filled with wisdom if you have ears to hear their heart. We walk over the homeless body tattered on the sidewalk. Yet, they have a story that gives credence to their condition. We condemn the one who can’t remember as if they are the plague. Yet their hurtful #perspective shaped their blocked painfilled memories.

Have mercy. Remember – broken #crayons still #color.

Vital Insight

It sometimes takes years in the journey…to live, to learn, to experience life and living.

Some want to usurp the journey and bypass the process. Yet it’s in the process you see the beauty, the raw revelation of relationship in Christ.

Through the pain and broken heartedness I gained vital insight in Christ. Did I enjoy the hurt? Of course not. Yet God lived through it all. God draws and divides truth from lies, good from evil, love from fear. It’s been beautiful and though there may be some things I would do different- I have respect for the process and journey. Christ in me always lived and loved me as I discovered who He was with and in me. Love-d

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