Forgiveness is Divine Grace

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How do you live a life blessed with favor and peace, within and with others? By magnanimous generosity (like throwing beads at Mardi Gras) of forgiveness.

Have we forgotten forgiveness? Jesus instructed us: “Resist not evil…” (Matthew 5:39a)

“WHAT?!” you say. Remember, God said, “Vengeance is Mine.” (Deuteronomy 32: 35, Romans 12:19)

Does it take East Indian-born Depok Chopra, a man who lives peace and compassion, to teach the heart of our Middle Eastern-born Jesus?

If you have ears to hear…read his wisdom and understanding in this Huffington Post article below. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/deepak-chopra/what-does-jesus-mean-by-r_b_12385.html

P.S. Find out my daily prompt for grace in my second book HOW TO BE THE BEST YOU

Breathe

Just breathe

Yes, some days breathing is an exhausting exercise, although your breath is more than inhaling and exhaling air. Read how being fastidiously persnickety is my recipe for health, happiness, and wholeness.

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A Cool Ride

Whether for a Spinal cord injury (SCI), neurological disease or degeneration, this is the best wheelchair I’ve seen! I LOVE THIS!

I had a Swiss-made LEVO that stood me. It functioned as a regular wheelchair, AND as my legs in its up position—for standing in church or a wedding, weight bearing, to retrieve or replace dishes/food/clothing, etc.. It didn’t move until I lowered the seat back to sitting position. Unlike this snappy (almost) all-purpose wheelchair, its tires remained locked and stationary when standing.

But, I was at eye level!

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For another “cool ride,” join me on my wheelchair journey. Let your fingers do the walking to purchase Views From My Chariot: A Wheelchair Oddity here http://booklocker.com/books/6235.html

Happy Spring!

Here in the South, spring has sprung. I’m not really referring to it, although it REALLY IS the first day of Spring; nor do I mean when the crocus press through frozen earth or peek through a late snow. I’m talking about the two weeks when pollen shifts over EVERYTHING! Pollen 2Rolling over its yellow stickiness, my chariot leaves tracks, and transports its tracks, all over my house.

Yes, yellow is in my top five fav colors, but this is taking it too far. Although, I find cleaning up spilled turmeric leaves l-o-n-g-e-r-l-a-s-t-i-n-g yellow stains on my finger nails! It looks like nicotine stain…on all ten! My solution: I’m wearing fingernail polish until my nails grow out…for the second time!

My consolation that Spring has sprung in her mellow yellowness: my drive-through shower.

Happy spring!

(For more creative every day solutions to managing life from a wheelchair, check out my book Views From My Chariot: A Wheelchair Oddity http://booklocker.com/books/6235.html )

Glad Tidings

May glad tidings greet you,                                                                                                 health and joy embrace you,                                                                                     abundance overtake you,                                                                                                 and Holy Spirit inspire your upcoming New Year!

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Merry Christmas!

XMAS

“Here’s a holiday surprise that only the dictionary can provide. Do you find the word “Xmas,” as an abbreviation for Christmas, offensive? Many people do.

You won’t find Xmas in church songbooks or even on many greeting cards. Xmas is popularly associated with a trend towards materialism, and sometimes the target of people who decry the emergence of general “holiday” observance instead of particular cultural and religious ritual.

But the history of the word “Xmas” is actually more respectable — and fascinating — than you might suspect. First of all, the abbreviation predates by centuries its use in gaudy advertisements. It was first used in the mid 1500s. X is the Greek letter “chi,” the initial letter in the word Χριστός. And here’s the kicker: Χριστός means “Christ.” X has been an acceptable representation of the word “Christ” for hundreds of years. This device is known as a Christogram. The mas in Xmas is the Old English word for “mass.” In the same vein, the dignified terms Xpian and Xtian have been used in place of the word “Christian.”

As lovers of the alphabet, we are transfixed by the flexibility of “X.” The same letter can represent the sacred, the profane (“rated X”), and the unknown (“X-ray“). What does the “X” in Xbox stand for? Find out more about the 24th letter of the alphabet, here.” http://blog.dictionary.com/xmas-christogram/

Talk to you next year!

I Am Expecting My Miracle

Tuesday morning, I awakened from this dream:

I was sitting at a table. (Since my chariot, I’ve always walked, levitated, or flown in my dreams, with no reference to a wheelchair. I can count on one hand the few times I’ve been aware that a wheelchair was even near) For whatever reason, my 14-quart Wagner Ware stock pot (full of its signature soup) was on the table/counter in front of me. I picked it up, and upon turning to the left became concerned with dropping it, but bent over safely placing it on the floor. As I sat back up, I was amazed that I could perform that task. I thought, “If I have that balance and strength, I can stand up.” So, I did and walked forward.

STOP! Hold that vision.Expectation

See me? Standing up and walking forward?

GOOD! Each time you read my words or think of me, “see” me standing up and walking forward–from my wheelchair.

When I DO stand up and walk forward, You will be a part of my miracle! Because your thoughts and words cause an action–for life or death–in your, my, or whomever’s life.

Whether you’re aware, or even believe it, makes no difference. We are one.

I invite you to be part of the “global consciousness” attributing to my reality. I thank you beforehand!!!

I am enthusiastic anticipating my standing up and walking forward, with grace and ease.

Be assured: I’LL LET YOU KNOW.

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For Everything, There Is A Season

Perfect time

So often when things change in our lives, we have such a resistance to the change. This is because when people see a big change appearing they are often fearful that it is something bad. But it is important to remember that when something big changes in our lives, it means something better is coming.

There cannot be a vacuum in the Universe, and so as something moves out, something must come in and replace it.

When change comes, relax, have total faith, and know that the change is ALL GOOD.http://bit.ly/1ClUDSl

Change Is Good

A simple adjustment can bring profound change.

I am being profoundly changed.

So can you.

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Breathe Trust yourself

LAL: Life Alert Lessons

You want the good news or the bad news first? Okay, the good news is: reaching my senior year-s (not as a high school “senior;” but a 67-year-old “senior!”), and living in their cumulative confidence and wisdom.

The bad news: everyone’s concern that “I fall-l-l-l and can’t get up.”

Alright! I fell. (Here’s the 911 if you missed the event http://conversationswithcynthia.com/2015/06/10/pain-is-relative-ly-painful/ )

Enter LIFE ALERT! Dun-dun-dun…you know there’s a catch: my life “alert” pendant has a-leer-ing (malicious) intent. It’s sneaky and fickle.

Why is it so-o-o hard to press the activation disk yet, so-o-o simple to accidentally “activate it?!confused look The first time I unknowingly hit it was while North Hope and I were making muffins. I was chopping nuts on the chopping board in my lap when a disembodied voice rose from the base unit. Wide-eyed, we ran to the unit to reassure ADT (my home security) that it was an accident—NOT a fall!

The second time was while putting plates in my lap. (I know. I know. It’s better to be safe than sorry, but I’m sorry!) This last one is, still, only partially solved.

I heard a fire engine, and wheeled to my front window to see which neighbor’s house it stopped in front of…to watch it stop at mine. Reality hit when the driver looked through my picture window at me looking at him. Embarrassed reckoning came as I met the three medics IN my kitchen…after they unlocked the back door (with my hidden key), making the call to ADT: “She’s fine. It’s a false alarm.”

After repeated apologies, the medics left.

Trying to solve the riddle, I mentally flipped through possible scenarios of the 10-15 minutes prior to hearing the fire truck. I remembered, while in the bathroom, thinking I heard a voice, twice. I stopped to listen, twice. I wondered if the TV had been turned on by a weird frequency: an 18-wheeler on McFarland Boulevard; the sanitation truck or school bus breaks?

Then, VOILÁ! It must have been while the commode was flushing that the “voice” was inquiring as to my “alert.” Still, I have no idea how I hit my pendant. The wheels on the bus go round and round….using past experience and common logic, doesn’t always fill in the blanks.

Seriously though, it does provide security to all, particularly loved ones—whose insistence only costs YOU around $30 a month for THEIR peace of mind.