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.

Brave.

Be Brave.

Update on a bizarre day. First thank you to the kind friend who brought me an oil blend to help the sinus and jaw/head pain go away today. It would have worked if it weren’t for operator error …

Second thanks to my husband who did not panic as his wife started crying from the burning pain in my eyes from oil dripping into both eyes. I am thankful Craig lead my blind eyes and body to the shower so I could thoroughly wash with Johnson’s Baby shampoo until my eyes no longer burned. He was brave.

I thank Jennifer for thinking quickly and getting coconut oil INTO my eyes to wash the burning oil out of my eyes… who knew?? Girl… that was gold. She was brave.

Thank God I was not alone to look for my phone with both eyes shut while crying from the burning wintergreen and other strong oils…which are not to be placed in our eyes 👀 but I guess I did not think through the oil part too well.

Thankfully people thought quickly. Thankful I did not have to call 911. Lately I have been on the receiving end while facing challenges with fresh transparency and a new perspective of authenticity.

Interestingly, I have also been encouraged to hide weaknesses … keep everything upbeat! Think positive! Meditate it all away… after all it worked for this person and that person so just do what they do … I get that too and don’t get me wrong – I’m a leaner into amazing, positive and all being well and I believe … we can all be brave.

I am also learning that keeping it real is more honest than avoiding what is painful, ignoring what is uncomfortable or just pretending that everything is hunky dory when I’m in the process of my progress.

Instead of disassociating or compartmentalizing, I’m learning how to be brave while facing adversity … Loving myself through complications. Living with myself as others drop off for healthier “friendships.” Honestly that’s okay – loving one another when life is all good is easy but it is that whole rubber meets the road thing. I’m having to love at a distance while embracing wellness and letting others figure out how to be brave.

Its interesting really – to be in another vital season of bravery as we move forward in calculated ways.
One way I moved forward was in writing a book that got published in other parts of the world. It was a dream come true for me. If you have a book or story inside you – check out this free training on writing your own book. Blessings to you! https://vt226.isrefer.com/go/aaevtrng/donnareinersignited/

See you on the way to the other side – wait – maybe we are brave already …

Great, Mighty or ?

A season like no other being tested as great, mighty or ?. A time that tests the fibers of your very core. It was not too long before I had a pretty rude awakening on my weaknesses in a clear and upfront way. I’m seeing that if it can be squeezed, its being squeezed. If the trigger can be triggered – its triggered. If its wine time, then I may be the grapes being used to crush.
I vacillate between the great and mighty woman of faith I am already to the girl on the floor on her knees reminding God of her existence and … gulp- her needs. Physical needs sometimes seem overwhelming but so do emotional and mental needs. I’ve been the one who believed for those who had no belief in themselves. I’ve been the one who help the hand of the one who wanted to say goodbye to their life. I remember the stricken look in the eyes of paying and non paying clients who wanted and needed a line of strength or they literally thought they would not make it. I remember those comments of not wanting to wake up or not seeing a Reason to get up or basically a desire to check out and stay checked out. I believed when they did not. What is my point? Great or Mighty or?

I know what it feels like to believe for someone’s life as if their life depended on it – because it did depend on it. I saw them through crisis after crisis after crisis and then they changed and no longer needed me to hold their hand or they found someone else to hold it perhaps.

Interesting season when you face the need for your own faith to be there for your own life and not the belief for the life of someone else’s. It takes every fiber in your being to stay focused, to stay engaged and to not falter as you determine how to live. Great or mighty or ?

It is a strong season or is it? I don’t fully disclose what my life faces right now and others do not either. Some friends have diseases that threaten their lives, job losses threaten their shelter, treatments coming for folks who would have rather experienced the supernatural miracle, viruses overwhelming a body, bacteria wanting to rule an immune system, weakness wanting to take an elder down and isolation tearing some apart. The list goes on.

Remember Who lives inside you and remember His Good news for you.
Remember and focus on the good.
When the bad overtakes – remember you are disciplining yourself in a new way today. You are rewiring your brain.Its a new beginning. A new foundation. A new opportunity to love and be loved, to be kind and to listen with your heart and not your ears. Oh, this is the test for me for sure. Listening with His perspective – this is how we endure this season and how we live through it and come out better.
You asked for transformation – and now it has arrived.
Know you are loved and you are great and mighty. Love,d

Make a Memory

Wow. We are out to eat and lo and behold I see the longing to make a memory on Eighties Band Night at Mo’s Irish Pub.

As I watch women flood the floor to dance with each other, my heart understands their loneliness AND their desire to simple to have some fun. Sadly, I saw spouses turn their wives down to dance due to what? Lack of security? Embarrassment? Unwillingness to be seen with her or them? An opportunity to make a memory cane and went..

Hey!! Make memories. Don’t be bound by fear of man, need for approval or feeling not good enough.

Enjoy you. If married – enjoy your spouse. Get over it friend! Love the one who leads you to be uncomfortable and free… Dance. Sing. Love. Laugh. Remember to make a memory…

Love-d

Simmer time

SIMMER TIME. Are you tired of being on the back of the stove? Have you been waiting for someone else to give you permission to live? It’s time. You’re ready. Take off your own lid. Taste your own soup. Add some salt if you need it. Get off the fearful burner and get moving. Maybe you NEEDED to simmer a while. But now go burn for the world to see His goodness. Simmer time is over and it’s time to eat.

Special treasure

You are a special treasure!

Your smile is amazing.

Your eyes pop in that color.

You are doing sooooo good!!

I’m so proud of you.

You are valuable.

You are chosen.

You are on purpose.

You matter.

Your life counts.

I’m glad you’re alive.

I’m thankful to be with you.

You are a breath of beauty.

You are strong.

You are lovely.

Your smile is contagious.

You changed my life.

Your words encourage.

You have great taste.

You are worth it.

You are a special treasure.

Wow! Look at you! Be strengthened friend. You do matter. You do have value. You do count. I’m happy to see you.

Now, look in a mirror and tell yourself ALL of that! Then, do it again but slowly with strong intention – look yourself in the eye with gratitude for you.

Then look the person with you in the eye and say all of the same to them.

Does not take long.

Love yourself. Love others. Share with friends. Tag/Encourage someone today.

Love-d

#love #life

No longer that me

August has come and is almost gone and saying goodbye to the old me til I’m no longer that me is still in progress. Less than half the year remains to live. I sense change. But then change is every day isn’t it? I sense a stepping forward. But then every day is that day too.

Some need the motivation of a gentle tog, strong urge, raised voice or hit on the head to step onward. I want to be unafraid of obeying The One Who wants me prepared. I want to be free from sabotage. But how?

I encourage you today to take one step today to make room for something new. An exercise, cleaning a drawer, giving away clothes, revamping the garage or attic are all action steps help you say goodbye to an old you.

If I’m not going to use it maybe it’s time to lose it. My mini project today is to go through a box of old journals all the way to 1993. I began to write out my life as a new follower of Christ and honestly I’m no longer the person in those pages. Time to say goodbye. Maybe this step will free me from more of me – but even if it’s just giving me an empty container – it will be worth it. What’s this got to do with sabotage? My junk is always in my way. I ignore it and then Im entangled with it when deep inside I DO know what to do. I just don’t do it. My mind gets jumbled with so much and I’m overwhelmed with it … because I won’t do that one thing. After a while a thousand one things sabotage my next step and I’m enslaved…trapped..by me and my refusal to just do that one thing.

Interestingly that August is the 8th month and eight means means a cutting away. Many think it means a new day. But really… It is the cutting a way that brings the newness.

I’ve been contemplating for a month or so on what comes out of my mouth. I believe I need to prune my words. My mouth is my greatest place of sabotage. It will have to be a conscious effort to create a new culture. Everywhere we turn, people complain. We complain about what we eat, who said what, how we are treated, what the news says, how we look, how someone else behaves, what we wear, the weather, the president, the preacher, this country, that company. It’s easy to get wrapped up and sucked into your own or your neighbors opinion/words.

We fill ourselves with negativity while using excuses like venting, praying, or processing. Yet what is it really? We lack self control while exercising our freedom to be free.

I’m not sure my own opinion warrants words anymore. I seem to sabotage my own life as soon as I have a new one. My mouth.

What about you? Do you have a negative perspective about yourself that dominates you?

How about joining me in an all out fast from complaining? From complaining to celebrating. This is the intention. Let me know if you want to grow?? If so, gossip and complaining about you and others has to go.

Fast from complaining about you and those with you. Think of create ways to correct yourself and those with you. I’ve started and I’m having to literally start by shutting up because when I realize how it was gonna come out of my mouth???????…. I realized I’m a big problem. I can’t stop those around me from their negative talk about them or me. But it’s like God nudged me and showered me with Love and showed me a new path. I can see how if I will lead the way- over time I’ll get it. If I will respond with kindness when someone criticizes me then it will diffuse what could turn ugly if I got offended by them.

I’m not sure I even know how to be a complain free person. But I’m starting today to clean up my mouth while on the way to clean out a container. Maybe there will be a correlation? Unsure. I just know my mouth is powerful and it can be used for building up or tearing down. I caught myself tearing down late last night through emotions that should have been reigned in.

Sabotage is not my friend. Venting is not my friend. Making a point is not my friend. Having the last word? Not my friend.

Celebration is my friend. It must be intentional or it won’t happen.

Jesus had the last word. Well He had a couple- Forgive them and It is finished. So, I’m forgiven and the ones with me are forgiven. I’m gonna lean into being forgiven and forgiving and lean into what’s been finished so I can finish..

Until soon and much love… I’m going to have a cup of coffee and celebrate a new beginning. Then, Im going to drink some water. Then?? I’m headed out to get ONE container to empty…that hopefully will lead to some more. Granted my house is going to want food so as soon as I’m in a groove I’ll need to stop for a fueling. This is not sabotage. This is love. For me. For them.

Slowly I’m learning to see me as Christ sees me. The clincher is to see others as Christ sees them – that’s the mark of change. I have failed in this arena. But today is still my new day as I learn to say goodbye to an old me and I learn to embrace a new me…on my way to celebrate the me who has yet to be on my way to the container filled with what is no longer me…

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Process of Progress

Donna Reiners, Lifecoach, Bravetobraver, donnareiners.com, author, Speaker, leadershipI call it the process of progress. Many people wonder if they are taking three steps forward and two steps back. I find perspective is everything. You may feel stuck like a hamster in a wheel of sabotage, sickness or death filled thoughts. When properly identified, you can have most cycles broken and your heart rewired. It can happen in a moment. I have found most the time, you get to renovate your mind one moment at a time. You get to make a lot of new little decisions that take you over time into a brave new you. The beauty of time lapse is the maturity in the processing of progress. I work with people overtime to unlock the why behind the what so they can recognize it when it knocks on their door in a different package. I help them remove what has caused them to remain in torment, turmoil and overwhelming stress and paralysis. It is a deep work. But it is a long lasting work. It takes patience and kindness to walk out life with people. Sometimes, I have a client that wants a quick trip to the store to get an answer. Most times the key to competency, security and loving yourself is to go deep so you can go far. It is not a drive through experience with a 99 cent menu. Many little decisions every day allow you to change the direction of your body, soul and spirit. I cannot overemphasize the power of the process of your progress. Do not forsake the process of progress. When choosing a different future, I want to encourage you not to allow yourself to regret. Regret is a powerful foe. It will bring you back into a hamster wheel. Sometimes, we unlock 50 years of living in a direction that unbeknownst to that person was not healthy. All of a sudden a lifetime passes before their eyes and they realize there is no gaining it back.

Do not focus on what was behind you.

With intention, take a step forward And mature in the process of your progress.

www.transformyouremotions.com

No premature end

You don’t know how your #story ends so don’t end it prematurely. #coach #life #business #women #author #ISC19

 

Permission to live

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It’s like this. People are not always going to be there for you. They may trick and deceive you. They may even want you dead. BUT. BUT. You get to make your own choice. You have permission to live. Nobody controls you unless you let them. Nobody berates you unless you allow it. If you are filled with low self-esteem, self-hatred, self-harm and disrespect for you then you will attract others who want to push you down, cause you to hate you more and cause you to turn on yourself. BUT. BUT. If you think so little of you that you allow that to happen to you then YOU ARE THE ONE WHO NEEDS HEALING. Do you hear me? No. What they are doing is wrong…but equally wrong is what you are already doing to you. You can change. You have permission to live. You have permission to love yourself. Go #live life and learn how to #love you.

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Blessings dear one – Donna Reiners.

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