Spring Cleaning

….and Helpful Hints to De-Clutter Your Soul

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On a spring morning, the frost lays heavy. The foliage somberly pays homage. As I stare through the sheers, my mind tries to organize the things I must do today. I sit huddled in sweats with my first couple sips of black energy. My thoughts wander off to a time of Mom and Dad cleaning out the garage after a nasty winter. I sure love and miss those who left me with such fond memories.

As generations go on, I find myself the one obligated to carry on the honorable task of, somehow, straightening up the garage now. There is such little time to do my own spring cleaning. Its April something, but the month is inconsequential. There comes a time when we all must clean out our castles. How about a fresh coat of paint? Or maybe hang the Picassos you treasure in different places to redecorate the walls? Perhaps shampoo old carpets, or rearrange the furniture? Somehow, you must make those four walls look brighter, for there’s no warmth generated on a cold, spring morning after it’s snowed.

I try to get motivated, but only my Father in heaven can enlighten the soul. So, with everything staring at me and no time to play, I find time to pray. God, in His historical ways, will give me the strength to complete the tasks before me.

Needing anothSpring Cleaning Pic 1er cup, my thoughts wander off…. so many people’s minds are in similar situations. Distant and cold, we pay homage to our cluttered thoughts frozen in time. But, if you’ll let God enter your soul, He will cleanse the hearts and minds from the winter’s toll. The pendulum swings, as your grandfather stands reverently reminding you, life has no reverse.

The day is young. Give it to God! There’s plenty of time to rearrange thoughts lying frosted on this somber, Sunday, spring morning. Let God’s love warm your soul and spirit and ignite your inner joy. Rejoice in a fresh mental attitude. You’ll be glad you cleaned out the clutter lying dormant in the garage of your head. Open your entry to prayer. It’s the one ingredient you need most for motivation. The garage can wait, for it’s the one in your mind that wreaks havoc.


EDITOR’S NOTES:

Helpful Hints to De-Clutter Your Soul

• Ask yourself these questions and answer them honestly. The answers will put your situation in perspective:
Is my mind’s clutter relevant to my situation today? Was it in my control? Am I being too hard on myself?

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• Don’t fight inner battles by yourself – leave it to God to take control. We don’t have to strive to make our life turn out a certain way. Stand still and trust He will handle it for you.
• Lay the issues down at God’s feet through prayer – it’s the most powerful tool you own!
• Focus on today – what does God ask of me today? What does my family need today? Commit to living a Godly life for eternity – not the past.

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Satan Rains

No matter how dark the night gets, we can be reminded that joy comes in the morning. (Psalm 30)

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A whistle blows, the signals turn, and a light glows deep within the tunnel. Engine wheels pound the ground as they roll over the rails and the sound intensifies to the beating inside your body. Your mind wanders as tensions tumble and frustrations rule. Confusion sets in like an afternoon thunderstorm, so you go to your family physician and he runs the tests. Not feeling completely satisfied with the results, you’re given a follow-up appointment card for next month – another 30 days!

Soul-searching, you wonder how you got to this point. You ask your bathroom mirror, “Where did I go wrong? How did I get in to this predicament in the first place”? So you climb into a steamy hot shower, hoping to cleanse that which ails your aching spirit. Though the water hypnotizes your nerves, nothing changes by the time you dry off with a warm towel.

Another restless night and morning comes with no conclusive evidence. But over a cup of morning coffee and an examination of your childhood, events you forgot over time creep back into your memory and Satan rains. An abusive lifestyle that your subconscious wanted you to forget, leaves you hopelessly disturbed and now your physician tries to analyze the mind that’s left. Pardoning those who are born with impairments such as ADHD and other similar ailments, I must discuss the mental illnesses that lend themselves to everyday circumstances – PTSD, Bipolar, Schizophrenia, depression, anxiety and other mood disorders.

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We are born as children of God which lends my theory to begin with the fact we are perfection at birth. So, a Christian cannot help but wonder if most mental health problems are a consequence of the negative experiences called life.

I speak as a recipient of verbal abuse in my childhood years. If you fill a child’s mind full of negativity, they will grow up being the same – pessimistic and socially unaccepted. A hug and kiss each time you say goodbye to your child as they go out to play or school, will leave their little brain positive and confident.

Blaming some types of mental illnesses on chemical imbalances in the brain is like blaming children for their parents. Psychological disorders may be a cranium problem but abuse, of any nature, creates the same effect. One is not born with PTSD but rather a recipient of severe trauma experienced in a series of life events. People are not born severely depressed, anxious, panic-ridden, or suicidal. The root of these conditions are the negative experiences of life and perhaps even spiritual issues involving a division of the body and soul.

Though my feelings on this topic are of my own, I do sincerely sympathize with afflicted Christians. Knowing where I am in my life now compared to where I’ve been, justifies my analysis. But I believe the suffering of a mental illness could be possibly viewed as a gift. As a Christian why would you want a gift like this? The answer is simple. If you lean on God for the strength to conquer the battle, your faith and hope grows developing compassion for others. The capacity to feel joy, peace and every other fruit is of God’s Holy Spirit.

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It is important to remind your children that they walk in Christ to avoid Satan raining in their minds. God is in the heart, soul, and mind of every person on earth. No matter how dark the night gets, we can be reminded that joy comes in the morning. (Psalm 30).

Corinthians 5:16-17
“From now on we regard no one from a worldly point of view … Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: the old has gone, the new is here!”

 

Fifty Years of Broken Pieces

Can we ever break the chain of disaster, the aftermath, generations later?


Fifty Years of Broken Pieces

Rocking back and forth, staring at the stars, they sparkle and bring such luster below. Solar lights glimmer in the dark. The moon, almost full, shines from the heavens and glows on my patio. Thinking back to childhood, sin abated my older brother and I. We are God’s chosen but we carried the hell our parents created. Never understanding, we would walk to school in the early sunny morn’ and home in the afternoon to the rain and thunder. We were unable to explain or comprehend them.

But my big brother was lucky for he ran away — as far as you can imagine – to the Mediterranean. He hid at the bottom of the deep blue with fish and monsters we’ve never seen. I wasn’t so lucky. I went a couple of miles down the street to the community college and faced the music every night.

Long after Pop’s passing, I was sheltered in reality; the past haunted me. There in my mother’s Polly Anna world of bridge clubs and egg nog, a socialite amongst her pillars, I was lost in the waves where the grain wasn’t so amber.

My brother married, leaving me in confusion of the future where only God knew the outcome. But coming from a broken home and then a complete loss, I had nowhere to run. Marriage was the only vise, but failure after failure left little hope. My brother and I both shared the consequences of our parent’s passing long after he was gone.

But yesterday, fifty years later, my brother now writes, “We commemorate that by grace, together, we have somehow come this far; and still today we miss our father’s love. He didn’t share in our lives as we suffered in our tribulations.” Sadly, I responded to my brothers thoughts, “I cannot imagine where we might be had our ladder been labeled by our father’s love.”

Today I think about all those who will relate. Can we ever break the chain of disaster, the aftermath, generations later? Looking at the repercussions from six decades ago of the final decree, disgraces me. To believe they were watching out on our behalf is almost comical, if it wasn’t so sad. So many children are left like Lord of the rings, begging for attention; hungering remains where hearts are left empty. Today as close as two siblings can be, (without killing each other), our love and respect protects us.

In the end, as the sun sets on another commemorative year, I just pray… may God bless, not just us, but all the lonely, parentless children whose lives are unfulfilled; for He knows those who hunger for salvation, still…..

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BIBLE:  But you say, “Why does he not?” Because the LORD was witness between you and the wife of your youth, to whom you have been faithless, though she is your companion and your wife by covenant. Did he not make them one, with a portion of the Spirit in their union? And what was the one God seeking? Godly offspring. So guard yourselves in your spirit, and let none of you be faithless to the wife of your youth. [Malachi 2:14-15]

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