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

More than a Word

Faith.

It’s more than a word.

Trust.

It’s more than an action.

You don’t know until it’s you…

Facing your body’s need for..

A kidney, liver, brain stem.

You don’t know til it’s you faced with

cancer, ataxia, tumor, Parkinsons.

You don’t know til you’re the one whose spouse, child, sibling or parent died –

In your arms, on your watch, in your home, in your classroom, on your property.

Yes, you may understand. You may feel you believe.

But understanding and knowing are not the same.

The other day I understood from an X-ray that I had a calcified bone spur that needed attention. Then, I was treated for it and know by experience (through the most excruciating pain I’ve ever felt in my life) that I had a calcified bone that needed attention. After weeping, crying, yelling, weeping again…I KNOW it’s an issue.

I’ve prayed, commanded, imagined, meditated, and levitated (not really) in faith, trust and authority. Not restored.

So, I took action steps to address it. Wow. I did not know I could withstand that kind of pain. Had no idea I could or would endure.

I left thanking God for a pain filled arm as I thought of a precious woman who literally has one arm due to a flesh eating bacteria that attached her other one. You just don’t know til you know…

You and I may understand with the head but are out hearts far away?

I’m learning to pause before I presume to truly know what pain, heart ache, confusion, loneliness, insecurity, or feelings of shut down another has. I’m learning to look around and find someone else who wants to be noticed, understood, listened to, acknowledged, remembered…LOVED…

I encourage you to receive fresh compassion for the hurting which might even include your pain.

Not empathy. Not sympathy. These are weak fleshly tools.

Compassion is powerful. It is a strong supernatural super power!!

Compassion is Love & kindness.

Time is priceless.

Your presence is valid. You’re important. You’re significant. You matter.

I encourage you to pause and look yourself in the eye. Then look that other person in the eye. You may feel pain you cannot resolve. You may see wisdom from suffering. You may even see God looking back at you. What will you say in response?

I encourage you not to presume that the person who no longer comes around to see you is lazy or busy. Maybe they too are passing through unspoken issues, pain.

At the end of the day, most are doing the best we can.

So, instead of deciding to discount that person whom you think should get it together …

or … condemn that person you think should know better …

or … talk down to that person whose worth is in the toilet without your reminder …

Or … forget the compassion you want if you ever have to walk in their shoes …

Or feel you have zero worth because you’re alone… so you make certain you’re not…

Remember, that hate – that low self esteem – that yucky feeling – you feel is only hurting yourself…your atmosphere.

So, let it go.

One more time.

Again. Learning. Soooooo much to learn about being present. Noticed. Unnoticed. I’ve been crying more. Listening. Realizing. Valued. Weak yet strong. I’m seeing my errors. I’m not feeling condemned but I’m seeing my own issues. Forgive me those who know me personally for not being present when present. Forgive me those who have felt condemned online.

When I was a kid I had a big mouth.

I talked wayyyy too much to cover it up.

I hated myself. I was filled with strife.

It’s took me years to forgive my own hell.

Love was the answer as was His reply.

Receive your inheritance of life.

From your spirit alive in Christ.

Sow into the incorruptible seed of Love ..

From Those within not just above.

More than a word

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.

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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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Let The Junk Go

This is the thing. I needed to let the junk go! I thought I knew #forgiveness as an intimate #friend until I saw how unforgiving I had been – toward me. I had forgiven you with seemingly little effort. However, I was guilt ridden from having had trouble forgiving you in the first place! I continued to feel horribly trapped in my own complicated emotions. BUT GOD!! Listen whether you’re at #work, in #business, #womeninbusiness, a #businessowner, #fitness expert, #mom, #dad, #teacher or #gym rat, you can free yourself from the hurt and pain of condemnation. What a #revelation when I realized I was the problem! It was me – not you. So, I let me go from how I wronged you. I needed to love me too. Go ahead. Give yourself some #mercy and #grace. Let your own junk go and let the Joy flow.

There was a time…

IF you can relate – type I GET IT! There was a time many years ago when I would not sleep for #fear I would wake up dead.

There was a time many years ago when I blamed #sickness on disease. There was a time many years ago when I refused relationships for fear they would die and leave me alone.

There was a time many years ago when I agreed with doctors who said I would not live past 30.

There was a time many years ago when I agreed I would die like my mom.

There was a time many years ago when I felt you would not love me if you really got to ‘see’ me.

There was a time when I thought I would disappear into depression.

There was a time when I gave up and wanted to die.

There was a time…

There was a time…

There was a time…

But God.

I said, “But God.”

Yes, it sometimes required a #fight.

Yes, it sometimes required my will overriding overwhelming #emotions filled with #darkness and #despair.

Yes, it required me contending for life I could not yet see.

But God.

I said, “But God.”

So, my #friend if you have read until the end, I want you to know that overcoming that which wants to overcome you is worth it.

Knowing That One Who overcame the world and lives inside of you and lives inside of me is worth it.

And I’d do it again.

You – don’t you give up and don’t you turn back and don’t you give in to those #death filled thoughts and ideas. Choose life because Life chose you and you were and are worth choosing. But #God. I GET IT!! Share so that someone struggling about ‘there was a time’ will choose life. #REPOST Love-d

#coach #life #lifecoach #lifeisbeautiful #live #anxiety #mentalhealth #mental #health #christian #jesus #writer #author #church You are loved – Donna Reiners

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My First Cup

I’m thinking about you as I drink my first cup of #coffee since arriving yesterday in #amsterdam. It’s my day to rest and since it’s cold and overcast, I’m thinking indoors is a perfect #retreat #morning

Little drops of #water tip toe from the #sky onto the square brick sidewalk outside restaurant window. I see the slight breeze whisper to the brown hedge bruised by the winter, recently passed.

As I glean from the #Proverbs, I’m listening to the #languages spoken around me as different cultures eat their #breakfast. Though we are all in one room, I can taste the distance between us. My #Texas heart wants to play musical chairs and let time stop long enough for me to spend a few minutes with each #woman.

I’m confident #love is the common language between us. I hear silent cries in my mind of the ones who would bloom if someone took the time to be kind. I’m also equally confident if we looked one another in the eyes with no words spoken, it would reveal our need for a #smile and a #hug as a reminder of our #significance. I’m finishing my first cup …headed for my second one.

Much love- Until soon @donnareiners with www.bravetobraver.com

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We just arrived

We just arrived at the #schiphol airport and our first stop was for #starbuckscoffee, though in my case it was a Cafe Vanilla #Frappuccino. Whether it was from anticipation or the unusually warm atmosphere, sleep had been difficult on our overnight flight from #Texas to #Amsterdam. Regardless, there is excitement in the air as we make our way through the busy #airport to catch the shuttle to our hotel. After a pleasant check in to the Hyatt Place, we are off in an #Uber to explore the city of #Iamsterdam.

Our first cab driver was from Afghanistan and in my usual style I was asking questions to bridge the distance. He was so professional, polite and friendly that I donned him an honorary #Texan. We learned of places to eat, drink and be merry while here before he dropped us off downtown on the familiar streets. After stopping in several souvenir shops for family gifts, finding a drug store for an upset stomach and walking away from the most fantastic #DOGO boot #heels with matching #handbags I could never wear, we found a place to eat.

This hummus was amazing and I’m looking forward to making it when we get home to #Houston.

This is my third time here and I have to admit that I’m fond of the city. From the food, entertainment and transportation, it is predictable, #historic, reasonably priced and diversified. Once you have satisfied your curiosity in the city, you can easily stretch your adventure and explore other neighboring countries. You won’t get bored.

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