Quarantined in Confusion

Years ago, I was quarantined with a mysterious fever and deep cough. My husband took me to Urgent Care where it was clear I was not in my right mind. Delirious it seemed. What caused it?

What happened?

Quickly, the medical staff assessed my situation and gave me a breathing treatment.

A long one.

At first, I thought what is the purpose of this? I can breathe fine. Then, it was clear I wasn’t breathing fine. Pure oxygen was needed to bring me back into my right mind.

My right mind.

My right mind.

What is that exactly?

What is my right mind?

When I left the Urgent Care facility, I was not feeling better physically, but my thoughts were clearer. My right mind was found through pure oxygen.

The oxygen had moved through my body supplying much needed nutrients to my cells so my body could fight the bacteria or virus.

And this was my thought process. Quarantined in Confusion?

My right mind is when I am in UNION with CHRIST for His purposes alone. Breathing pure oxygen was the answer. Breathing Him in and breathing only Him out so HE is all that is within me.

I find this union when I lay aside all that lays on me to distract, to detour, to destroy me. Quarantined in Christ?

The problem was a slow infection unaddressed became clothes of distraction that fit really well. Clearly I had taken a road to detour with a quarantine in confusion.

So, there I was under a heavy blanket of yuck searching Him out for answers and solutions as to why I got there and how to avoid it in the future.

When you are in the yuck zone you sleep, drink water and sleep some more.

And, HE brought it all back to HIMSELF and pure oxygen.

It must be pure..to clean, to clarify, to align.

What if the calling is so clear, so concise, so obvious and so narrow that you just cannot see it? Quarantine needs a purpose.

Those were my thoughts as I peeled off another layer of distraction, detour and destruction in hopes to avoid a future delirium. This quarantine was some years back.

But is this day so different? Covid crazy chaos causing conflict and incoherency. The mixture of faith and fret furthering our confused quarantine?

Have you been distracted from pure oxygen? When is the last time you had a pure thought?

Have you been derailed into depression designed to destroy? Oh I have and it’s been a definite detour that has required strategy. Quarantine in Christ.

I’m coming out slowly but surely with Gods help, the prayers of friends and a wake up call to a new courage.

Have you been quarantined into Christ or quarantined in confusion?

Are you coming out?

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You can hear Him

Pondering life. Fascinated God chose us before the foundation of the world. While yet not breathing, He chose us. While yet against Him, He included those He created. HE is in us, around us. What does it mean? All things exist in heaven and earth because of Him, adhering to Him. For Him. By Him. Through Him. Including you. Including me. How devastatingly unpractical yet our reality – not just a doctrinal truth. You can hear Him.

Father restoring relationship through His Son for all mankind? Father forgiving all of mankind through One Sacrifice? Without our help or permission. One Sacrifice resurrected for all mankind. What do you do with that? If Adam caused mankind to be dead then certainly Jesus brought life to mankind? Surely we don’t see Adam as more powerful than Christ? Surely, Jesus’ obedience trumps Adam’s disobedience? Restoring mankind’s position to rule and reign. Restored so He is living in us and through us. Is this the Grace we do not quite understand? That He chose us? Without our mental ascent? Without our heart’s agreement? His decision? You can hear Him.

Imagine a Person stepping inside you so that you have an upclose personal relationship with our Creator – our Father – our God – one where He never leaves you…never forsakes you…because He breathes inside you and through you- answering your deepest questions through a whisper, a nudge, a thought, an audible word, or through the mystery of silence. Heaven coming to live in you through The Son. You are alive. You are not dead. You can be born again. You can hear Him yourself.

Don’t allow dark ignorance depersonalize The Most Personal, Relational, Loving Person of all time. Look up. See The Man. See God. See The King. Embrace the kingdom. You are a son or a daughter of your Father’s kingdom. God yet Friend. Master yet Brother. Complete Authority yet not controlling you. Freedom to cultivate relationship with The Most Powerful Being from time without time.

When the son ran away from his father to spend his inheritance – it says he came to his senses and planned his way back home. His thought process was to present himself as not good enough to be his father’s son and be hired as a servant. Did the the son lose his identity when he went away to squander his inheritance? What else? I see that he also left the presence of his father’s love, acceptance and affirmation. The son may have returned out of ‘need’ but his father received him back as family with no questions asked. Once a son – always a son – behavior does not determine bloodline. You may have lost your way but HE has not lost you. You were never lost by Him. You are found. Seriously how would Almighty God lose His own son? Like He doesn’t have eyes to see his location or ears to hear his thoughts? So what’s the hold up? You can hear Him.

Could Father be waiting for you to wake up to His Love and acceptance and affirmation… that you are His – always have been and always will be? Church may not be your safe place but Father has a ring for your hand, sandals for your feet, food for your sustenance and arms open wide because you are not a servant but His son. You can hear Him- Love-d

FDA food label changes??

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For those who care about food allergies and the like..

Blessings.. d

Love Yourself

Hope says to Love yourself without limits. Love yourself. Yes, I am clear. Love yourself.
Listen, one thing I know is I have made a bucket filled with mistakes. I have made people mad. I have disappointed others. I have unknowingly betrayed and been betrayed. I have lived in pain and fear and dread and thought I would die. Nobody said  – love yourself.

I was directed to love God. Yet, loving God was not my answer. Don’t shoot me. HE already loves me. YES, I need to love Him. But, if we love Him … that does not mean we love ourselves. So, I’m telling you right now in the midst of all the junk going on in your private world where nobody sees and you don’t want anybody to see – love yourself.
Being loved by God is the way to finding the key to loving yourself.
It took me years to embrace the reality that Someone would Love me unconditionally without getting cleaned up or perfect. People wanted me perfect. I got beat upside the head countless times as a kid for not doing anything right. I get it. I never felt good enough because those family members and friends did not feel good enough either. Love yourself.

It is possible. I did it. It took what seems a lifetime but I did go through the process to determine my own worth and my own value in the midst of others not loving me. Whether you start young or old – learn to love yourself. One day at a time – love yourself.
Take yourself on a journey. Take yourself by the hand and woo yourself into true unconditional LOVE FOR YOU.

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Until soon and much love – d

I See

I see Life is inevitable and then there is life again.

Well, so I feel like I am experiencing what my mom experienced when she was dying at my age (57). I don’t like it nor want it but am not sure how to proceed other than to write it out.

I had dental surgery a few weeks ago and my body is still reeling – from the impact of an infection (still making its way out of my body)
from the impact of the sedation (still making its way out of my body) and the dehydration I had already experienced before the tooth was ever removed.

Since January or so, my esophageal sphincter has been stuck open (I am retraining it to be closed through a chiropractic help). The gastroenterologist was of no help as they only offered a pharmaceutical to soothe the acidic reaction. But the sphincter is getting triggered by either food, emotions or something ..unsure… event? Frequency?? Do not know. Did this happen to my mom? How did she pass through this season of her life?

My body is lower than the low acidic levels and so I’m working on monolithic eating with high alkaline causing foods. It is slow. It is a choosing with intention what I put into my mouth and a choosing with intention to eat it until it is mush in my mouth. I need the nutrients.

I remember Mom losing weight. I remember our last Christmas. I remember her weighing 118 pounds and I am at about 128 pounds right now. I have lost from 148 til now since about December/January… this is 2020 now…. Was that what happened to her?

My body is hungry. Was she hungry?

Was she unable to eat?

Did she feel misunderstood? Unnoticed?Uncared for? Alone?

I remember my dad leaving her at home alone as he went out on a date with a friend’s mom. I found it disgusting then. I did not understand his unkindness.

Now I see his selfishness.

And I see how out of control he felt at not being able to stop what was happening to his wife of 36 years. Now, I have compassion at him feeling powerless. I see.

I also remember him swearing to stop smoking when she was diagnosed which did not last long – he still smoked in her face.

I found that disgusting too. Now, I see his nervousness and how incapable he felt to care of his wife. He was a man’s man from surviving Pearl Harbor and other wars to living through raising 4 daughters … but this caring for his wife? This was different. This was painful. This was deep and this was where the rubber met the road. I see.

That was 1981.

It is 2020.

39 years.

Is this cellular memory for me? A twisted cellular frequency? If so, what triggered it? Why are these strange and odd incidents happening? I have no idea.

Is God revealing all of this to me?

Unsure. But it is revelatory.

I am fighting to trust and believe this is not my time to die. It feels silly to even be thinking it yet that is what is on the tip of my lips. Wow. It is an intensity I have never known.

Was she wanting to live? Choose life.

I remember asking why she was going to do chemotherapy and radiation.

Her response? It is my chance to live. She chose life. I see.

She wanted to see me grow up, get married – she wanted to live her days to see grandchildren – which there was only one and I’m thankful to know that niece today though her mom/my sister has passed away into the next realm. She wanted to see all her daughters succeed and she wanted to be part of our lives. She loved us. She was special. She was my best friend. She wanted life.

I have other issues I dare not share right now. So, I’m relearning how to live it seems. I’m learning how to eat it feels like for the first time. I see.

Bone broth is my friend.

So are green beans, asparagus and water. I love water. I love life.

I’m on a journey and you are too so don’t give up on me and I won’t give up on you.

I’ll be updating soon on food, restoration and life – life – life.

Until soon friend with an update and much love with life I see – Donna Reiners

Grief is not good

Good Grief Charlie Brown! Tonight, we watched an oldie and what I used to think was a goodie – Race for your Life with Charlie Brown. I never noticed how entirely critical and mean those kids were to Charlie Brown. Peppermint Patty yelled at him numerous times. Lucy called him names. Sally complained every moment of the movie. There was another group of kids who created havoc for all of them. In addition, these kids were on an overnight camping trip with water falls, dangerous caves, and the like. Granted we rarely see adults in these shows but this time it felt ridiculous. Craig pointed this out to me multiple times. It literally was a frequency my body rejected. Grief is not good Charlie Brown..

It hurt my heart the more I watched it. Bullying, complaining, gossiping, unkind words, mean spirited kids and it was literally from the beginning to the very end. It reminded me of how I grew up. The time was 1977 and I grew up with that kind of culture. It was like the norm and it seemed acceptable. But, grief is NOT good.

Grieving yourself or others with unkind words, complaints, thoughts and innuendos that make it impossible to believe in yourself is not good. I was 14 years old and I was not treated nicely at school or otherwise. All it did was produce rejection, low self esteem and a fear of love. This picture is of my sister Sandy and me. We were from a very dysfunctional family who did not show love toward one another. We do now but we did not then and the influence of shows like this one is evident in how we treated one another.

Maybe it does matter what we watch with our eyes just like it matters what food we put into our mouth and it matters what we listen to with our ears.

Usually, I love the Charlie Brown movies because they are clean and have a good premise and you laugh. But, I did not laugh much this time. I’m a different person than I was in 1977 and I do not want to return to the person who felt it was okay to be ruthless and retaliatory. I want to allow the influence of Love to have its way and do its work in my heart and in my body. Grief is not good.

I pray today you will take notice of your words and thoughts toward yourself and others. Love is the way. Grief is not good. Love, d

Joy Comes in the Morning with Sandy Lee Nelson

Guest Writer – Sandy Lee Nelson – GRIEF is NOT an emotion that only comes from death. Social Media is flooded with posts about how one can never know or comprehend grief until you lose a child, or until a child loses a parent, or until you lose a husband or a wife, or an entire family. Those who say, think and believe this are incorrect.

Grief does not ALWAYS come from death. Joy comes in the morning.

Grief KNOWS me. For many, many years my grief was buried deep, deep inside of me and it would visit me and devour me like a Brown Recluse Spider bite devours your skin. It was a deep dark secret that I kept on the inside. It robbed me of my childhood, my teenage years and a good portion of my adult life. It not only robbed me but it robbed my family as well. I KNOW grief.

The grief I am speaking of was passed down generationally thru our family’s bloodline. I did not choose it. It was chosen for me. I came into agreement with it and entered into it when I was conceived. It was with me on the day of my birth. It became part of what I thought was my identity. Yet, joy comes in the morning.

My 65th birthday is approaching and I have spent some of this pandemic time reflecting on where I have been, where I am now and where I am going.

I am so blessed that somewhere along my life’s journey I was awakened to the presence of my creator. I have a loving Abba Father who is in the restoration business. Even though I couldn’t feel it. Even though I couldn’t see it. He was constantly working on me. He was continually reaching inside to the deepest, darkest depth of my soul and revealing this grief to me. He walked me thru the process of self examination. He showed me my selfish, self righteous self. He gave me time to see it, admit it, repent of it. He watched me lay it down. He made sure that I didn’t leave any bitter roots behind. He restored that place with His Joy and I learned joy comes in the morning..

Oh…my carnal brain can and still does go back there sometimes, but He is always faithful to remind me that WHO I am now is not WHO I was then.

Yes. Joy still comes in the morning! Hope still walks with the hurting. I am alive and breathing and I Praise The Lord!

Thank you Sandy Lee Nelson for your contribution.

Struggle for Strategy.

Exchange STRUGGLE for STRATEGY.
I have been in a struggle for years. Sometimes it was strife filled but no longer. Now, it’s life fillled. Listening. Daily. Struggle for strategy.
This is the key.
So, what’s your struggle? Mine has been health? Maybe yours is something else?
Family.
Responsibilities.
Parenting.
Adulting.
Gambling.
Porn.
Workaholic.
Alcoholic.
Crises after crises.
Under planning.
Over planning.
No planning.
No miney.
Too much money.
Stress.
Strife.
Competition.
Stubbornness.
You name it.

WE have to see how to maneuver through these days and exchange our struggle for strategy.

I’m getting new thoughts. New ideas. New ways. New processes.
A fresh start to hear and see.
I’m exchanging my struggle for strategy…

You can receive a strategy to depart from that thought into a new thought,
It’s not too late… It feels too late in some areas but it makes me press in more to hear and understand…so don’t give up…
Love-d

Take Joy

This little phrase is pouring through my mind – “TAKE JOY MY FRIEND – it’s not the end.”

Have courage with a brand new start.
Don’t let the naysayers have their way.
But command peace in your new day.

It is a choice you see to love and then
Another choice to live forgiven.

So come with Me says Christ in you.
I’m right here – I’ll see you through.

Take Joy.

I’m in you and you in me.
Freedom is yours in My intimacy.

It is not up to them to decide your life.
It’s okay – I took that knife.

You’re free to live My Life of Love.
I’m here, there, down below and above.

Oh you can run but you can’t hide.
I’m your Love – you’re My Prize.

Take Joy.

If you live in your hurt I won’t leave.
I’m still right here – trust & believe.

I’m with you for the long haul dear one.
I’m your Family – you’re My son.
PS- you and I already won.

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Voices in your Head

Hope says He is my security even when I run circles with Voices in my head. What about the voices in your head?
Oh, but it does not feel like that does not? Sometimes the storm inside is so full of voices and thoughts and ideas that you think you’re going crazy. Yet, there is One Who is not in favor of you going cray cray. Nope, They want you to lean into Them for security and stability. Father, Son and Spirit are standing strong and still as you run circles. Oh, They speak but They speak in calm not fury. Maybe you are so accustomed to the swirls that you don’t see or discern the Peace available in the midst of voices in your head.
It is like you feel attacked by birds of prey and you feel like there is no use to pray.
Yet, God is there – waiting to capture your heart and set you in a new way.
Stop and be still and hear His heartbeat instead.Do not be afraid of the voices in your head.

Until soon and here is a video to encourage you.