tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19361458612108908592024-03-04T23:36:08.331-05:00Reclaimed JoyTami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.comBlogger382125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-40818443767998011622022-05-17T21:45:00.000-04:002022-05-17T21:45:05.439-04:00Esther- continued<p> The 5 Takeaways mentioned in the <a href="https://journeytoahealthylife.blogspot.com/2022/05/esther-5-takeaways.html">previous post</a> were:</p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">1) Bravery<br />2) Selflessness<br />3) Dreaming and asking big<br />4) Restoration<br />5) The importance of listening to wise counsel</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;">So- how does this apply to me (and you)?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;">The past year(s) have been challenging and last October 13th my life changed when I had my heart attack. Sitting in the hospital, not knowing what was going on and just waiting was overwhelming. Sitting there, hearing that my heart attack was stress related was earth shattering. I mean, diet- that's easy to change, stress is a little harder. About that time is when I really started looking at Esther and realized that it was time to start making hard decisions. I don't like change- I don't know too many people who do. However, I also know that when it's time for me to make a change God makes it very clear- and this time was no exception. I don't know what all the changes are going to be or involve but I do know that He is walking with me through every step. Being willing to make changes is part of being brave. It's also part of the selflessness. This seems so counterintuitive, so opposite of what the word implies. Yet, if being willing to make the changes needed allows me to give more of me where I am needed or where He wants me serving, then it fits right in. Dreams- this is a hard one- 9 years ago I had a dream and it kind of went by the wayside. If someone asked me what my dream was right now, I couldn't tell them. And that's not's always a bad thing- because it's still being developed and worked through. I may realize that dream today, or it may be several years down the road. What I do know is that I am not alone. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;">The wise counsel- I know that without my mom and dad, but especially my mom, I would not have made it through the past 7 months unscathed. She (they) has been there to support me through everything. 7 years ago I made a decision to move to Indiana- she supported me then and throughout the last 7 years she has loved me through my mistakes, taken care of me through two major health events, and cheered me on in every endeavor I have been part of. I have watched my parent's marriage with a little bit of envy (good envy) and a lot of pride. I know it's not always been easy, but just like Esther she has handled it with grace.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;">And one last thing, restoration has been my personal "theme" for the year. I have learned a lot in the almost 47 years I have been alive but the last 7 years and then the last 7 months have given me new purpose, they have caused a reevaluation of my heart and has led me to moving toward a full restoration of my finances, my dreams, my spiritual health, my mental health, and my physical health. I read a devotion piece on this and it talked about how even in the moments that we ache now, there is another moment down the road that this ache is preparing me for. It doesn't lessen the ache but it gives it meaning. She said this is what Esther must have come to learn and understand and I am going to quote Lore Ferguson Wilbert- "This time, this aching, awful time, is held secure by a God who knows the future, who ordains the steps of His children, and who has prepared a better Esther, a better Savior for all His people to come."</span></p>Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-26587324100761233142022-05-16T21:04:00.003-04:002022-05-16T21:04:14.760-04:00Esther- 5 Takeaways<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="hhttps://www.redbubble.com/i/sticker/Bible-Verse-Esther-4-14-by-walk-by-faith/34631189.EJUG5?country_code=US+https://www.redbubble.com/i/sticker/Bible-Verse-Esther-4-14-by-walk-by-faith/34631189.EJUG5?country_code&utm_source=Pinterest?key=value&?utm_source=pinterest&utm_medium=paid_social&utm_campaign=ProspectingDPA&utm_content=all-products&pp=0&epik=dj0yJnU9RGxVby1iOW5YQUh6MkdlZkYtYWJUbE1RRXpBWG9QUlkmcD0wJm49T3B4WEltSXJLaVYxUUowSW50X1lqQSZ0PUFBQUFBR0tDOFBJ" imageanchor="1" rel="nofollow" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL1-71EijQCfqfk0j3EEk_Wpzkt-MqSFWclkykCLoaYHd5eu2vvPJ4fjdaREbvbtNYABiHXeMcA9RPqq4EldJJHrkgHDN5riBUr33d0Nv_OK3qvu2C_UUQmT8FiITaqCp2rPs85LZcvHiOYfhr9sqp1jo3C4OoJa1q3S2-JmEvn_C4frSYFcGN9XAAvg/s320/Bible%20Verse%20-%20Esther%204_14%20Sticker%20by%20walk-by-faith.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>On Mother's Day, my dad asked me to name a female hero in the Bible- I couldn't name just one so I said Esther, Ruth, and Hannah. Ruth was because of her willingness to leave the comfortable to go to the uncomfortable and Hannah for her strength and faithfulness. It's been a while since I shared but thought this was a good starting back point.</b></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b><br /></b></span></div><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>Being single and not a mother (although I have been called mom many times in the last 24 years in the classroom), it's sometimes hard for me to find a woman in the Bible to relate to.</b></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>The past few years, with my job and other circumstances, I have been looking more and more at Esther and the idea that I have been placed where I am "for such a time as this". </b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>Esther's life shows so many lessons but there are 5 that have stuck out to me.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>1) <u>Bravery</u>- It is documented in the the book of Esther that if she were to go to the king uninvited it could mean death. Even so, she took the step forward in spite of the obstacles in front of her.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>2) <u>Selflessness</u>- Maybe to some it looks like self- preservation, after all, she had not told anyone of her religious heritage, but she still had to make a decision and the moment she said that she would go to the king, even if it meant she would perish, it moved from self-preservation to selflessness.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>3.)<u> Dreaming and asking big</u>- She took that step and because of her bravery she found favor in the king's eyes. That gave her the opportunity to ask for a simple dinner and then move into the bigger ask. Even Haman dreamed big- only his dream ended up being bestowed on his mortal enemy. Then she had to dream and ask even bigger in order to save her life as well as those of her fellow Jews.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>4.) <u>Restoration</u>- By Esther taking the steps she did, there was restoration among her people. It's the celebration of God's deliverance and protection for His people and should bring about freedom, joy, and a lack of fear.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>5) T<u>he importance of listening to wise counsel</u>. Mordecai had his finger on the puls of what was taking place in the city. he listened, he acted, he shared, he prayed, and he fasted. Then he reached out to Esther who he had raised and counseled along the way. She could have listened to what he had to say and ignored it. But, because of his counsel in the past, she listened and acted and in the process saved the lives of her people.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b>So, how does this apply to me (and maybe you)? Since this has been pretty long, I will hold off on those until the next blog :) </b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Kalam;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><br /></p>Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-14818775218862159862022-01-08T20:42:00.009-05:002022-01-08T20:46:05.921-05:00Scars<p>Merriam-Webster has a couple of definitions for the word scar- "<span class="mw_t_bc" face=""Open Sans", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #303336; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: no-common-ligatures; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-weight: bolder; letter-spacing: 0.2px; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span><span face=""Open Sans", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #303336; font-size: 18px; font-variant-ligatures: no-common-ligatures; letter-spacing: 0.2px;">a mark remaining (as on the skin) after injured tissue has healed" and "</span><span face=""Open Sans", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #303336; font-size: 18px; font-variant-ligatures: no-common-ligatures; letter-spacing: 0.2px;">a lasting moral or emotional injury"</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFLF49fMeBTAg2FqkTWVVAYKsm1nXeyhGdZ4j1zCu-nYCNzOCk6X0GLYjG99g-6aOvqOOvlBRUCAJ5Gv7kslkzblq6WItizm6VODKZKHp4D-vuNENB9APY4rtOugJcMv6xqWCpH9vx5I7RiDTtbIvag1_V5bWLYj0fjzUHYqm-y3ztAyRlMLbbRuPxtg=s847" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="847" data-original-width="610" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFLF49fMeBTAg2FqkTWVVAYKsm1nXeyhGdZ4j1zCu-nYCNzOCk6X0GLYjG99g-6aOvqOOvlBRUCAJ5Gv7kslkzblq6WItizm6VODKZKHp4D-vuNENB9APY4rtOugJcMv6xqWCpH9vx5I7RiDTtbIvag1_V5bWLYj0fjzUHYqm-y3ztAyRlMLbbRuPxtg=s320" width="230" /></a></p><p>I have several major scars on my body- the big ones are from a surgery in 2009 and a hysterectomy in 2019. But the one that catches my eye daily is one that is small, so small that if you weren't looking for it- you would just pass right over it. Each of my scars is part of my story. The 2009 surgery made life easier, exercise manageable, and helped ease weight off my back. The hysterectomy showed I had major problems that needed to be dealt with immediately- and after that surgery I said multiple times that I didn't realize how bad I felt until I didn't feel bad anymore. </p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEju-JNyzg_ywbykb3rB_OsznjGF4_yd_us3gebdr5FloDGTG-PJJm3j-w3dicKWJxp6kK_0CWNEibd_OIoIROvjIVNMBKfk1wF_rORo24PcA3cQfdjRhB9dqM8liRRqCsQ7w6o1jeB-W6_aiSAbcoLUXTE2d9c3Zxc7UMQ5eWbja7ULXTKhRBWn76G6_A=s4032" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEju-JNyzg_ywbykb3rB_OsznjGF4_yd_us3gebdr5FloDGTG-PJJm3j-w3dicKWJxp6kK_0CWNEibd_OIoIROvjIVNMBKfk1wF_rORo24PcA3cQfdjRhB9dqM8liRRqCsQ7w6o1jeB-W6_aiSAbcoLUXTE2d9c3Zxc7UMQ5eWbja7ULXTKhRBWn76G6_A=s320" width="240" /></a></p><p>But that small scar- every time I see it- I say a prayer. That scar is the one. on the inside of my wrist from my heart catheterization. That heart cath is what showed the doctors what was wrong. It showed them that overall my heart was healthy until they reached the part where the artery tore. It gave them them the information they needed to help me heal. Each time I catch a glimpse of that scar it's a reminder that God's not finished with me yet. It's a visual reminder of healing and the power of prayer.</p><p>But what about those scars that aren't visual? The ones that wreck the heart- the loss of a loved one, a word or action that cuts deep, betrayal from a friend or even family. This is where the kintsugi coming- here's this heart wrecked, shattered, and nothing left to do except surrender to the one who loved me enough to die for me- whose body bore my sin- whose wounds and scars are there to remind me of His heart, His healing. He takes that heart, pours His love into those cracks filling them up with the gold dust- that precious gold dust that holds the heart together. It creates the scar, and is a reminder of healing.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj4hRLzA81WHrkzJrBJRDOWrfH-bzO-WTdhiA05LD9AtxdlqWshUG1LjoRzhMsUgOLvESJ3GHKCVtBHu0PXHUVlU-vomO5TgE2Q2yp-1lxsW2WlZ3zXFenx0qqXx0j7G3i9hTWKTFrenjOWWgIJ2xaAdmtR1w50Rs8ZWTutfWRMqCUX4nISgaJ5isPz9w=s200" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="200" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj4hRLzA81WHrkzJrBJRDOWrfH-bzO-WTdhiA05LD9AtxdlqWshUG1LjoRzhMsUgOLvESJ3GHKCVtBHu0PXHUVlU-vomO5TgE2Q2yp-1lxsW2WlZ3zXFenx0qqXx0j7G3i9hTWKTFrenjOWWgIJ2xaAdmtR1w50Rs8ZWTutfWRMqCUX4nISgaJ5isPz9w" width="200" /></a></p><p>When I was googling I came across <a href="https://www.incourage.me/2021/08/scars-are-actually-miracles-written-on-skin.html" target="_blank">this blog post from last August that Kaitlyn Bouchillon</a> (who in a God-incidence, came across my FB feed this past week with some posts that hit home- and I wasn't following her prior to this either- she was brand new to my feed) and this quote jumped out at me. That last line- "You're still here". </p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtrlvbdHtbA1wvBDieffEaHBDJ4CHwXviGFhsWJnwUT00kbUlyAJQRYWacXDEPFOR0CeTwx2VpFnawXTmfvqlLvhnITkDQkNrvDEGkwacAZkqkhiOMgVAHGsAvOUr6if2Una9R8gxQ43xS-UBIG-vOwRetZXkxo2ynuSVo-NV7w3QlJhO73nOMPBFXLA=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtrlvbdHtbA1wvBDieffEaHBDJ4CHwXviGFhsWJnwUT00kbUlyAJQRYWacXDEPFOR0CeTwx2VpFnawXTmfvqlLvhnITkDQkNrvDEGkwacAZkqkhiOMgVAHGsAvOUr6if2Una9R8gxQ43xS-UBIG-vOwRetZXkxo2ynuSVo-NV7w3QlJhO73nOMPBFXLA=s320" width="256" /></a></p><p>Yes, I have scars-some physical, others emotional but each time that scar catches my eye it's a reminder to stop, take a breath, say thank you and then, "okay God, use me- use my scar for your good. Help my purpose come out of the deepest hurts."</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgMYPIv2Ch9iorpZbd2bHW7Tfq_bZUu3ZkZs9hQiOOWW0sOPjXr2b2255TOQcFBVZcn3rc8cJr3FTAAcks_i5B50Oul4b0Bfbchc5SOjae-DYysUApJl2oYwp5RUQp2UTi9BtgZrpEanKjKuGa5kGMavuU4r__kaEHL7avnkz8RuQTbkfYSh5oxGiukNw=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgMYPIv2Ch9iorpZbd2bHW7Tfq_bZUu3ZkZs9hQiOOWW0sOPjXr2b2255TOQcFBVZcn3rc8cJr3FTAAcks_i5B50Oul4b0Bfbchc5SOjae-DYysUApJl2oYwp5RUQp2UTi9BtgZrpEanKjKuGa5kGMavuU4r__kaEHL7avnkz8RuQTbkfYSh5oxGiukNw=s320" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/OqjGT9BSyJA" width="486" youtube-src-id="OqjGT9BSyJA"></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-11727666246330250952022-01-02T21:06:00.000-05:002022-01-02T21:06:02.877-05:00Kintsugi- An art highlighting imperfections<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgyfdvbKJdLBNvGLLRDHkyxzwWHww1XEcXudgEsOaGnibdkqf760__XZFarZpwi_KRKVefZE8dNBBO4vtcfXfkc-KH6RcH8ZwNJpHPDQKMUNCSLZDMtdQE1O-UgvVaLVdYkjAH0k_fGyNhKZdnEkFxMn0rnKSvyFftPPRNZJxl0GlEi1xOquGHC5usCGw=s615" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="615" data-original-width="441" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgyfdvbKJdLBNvGLLRDHkyxzwWHww1XEcXudgEsOaGnibdkqf760__XZFarZpwi_KRKVefZE8dNBBO4vtcfXfkc-KH6RcH8ZwNJpHPDQKMUNCSLZDMtdQE1O-UgvVaLVdYkjAH0k_fGyNhKZdnEkFxMn0rnKSvyFftPPRNZJxl0GlEi1xOquGHC5usCGw=s320" width="229" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;">I had someone ask me about my picture yesterday (not here- but on FB). They asked if it was kintsugi- I replied in the affirmative but thought I would take a brief moment to explain why I went with this graphic. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgQtmtW2KnjaGkPSw8tWyTP8Kaj6VS2cmam50FoV4Il35AbBOV29x3XRsfsM1myFPXwLBxTz-ALnkoo0HssvWf6hlIvfqtcyQpxbKJlulzlr2hTokRn0MRkD0ZNF8vj7tfzbaDmnTIi7KhAq1CfVyBQHQZIlpLFI2QEmgC8z5U3kKulmxYFGgef-fw25A=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1356" data-original-width="2048" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgQtmtW2KnjaGkPSw8tWyTP8Kaj6VS2cmam50FoV4Il35AbBOV29x3XRsfsM1myFPXwLBxTz-ALnkoo0HssvWf6hlIvfqtcyQpxbKJlulzlr2hTokRn0MRkD0ZNF8vj7tfzbaDmnTIi7KhAq1CfVyBQHQZIlpLFI2QEmgC8z5U3kKulmxYFGgef-fw25A=s320" width="320" /></a></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;">When I was originally planning out my graphic for my word I planned on using a stained glass window. The idea of how all the parts of the window are separate and yet come together to make a full picture was where my original idea took me. But, then I started thinking of things that need restored- and how that typically means they are broken or damaged. My mind then took me back to my Launch Leadership training with Revelation Wellness™ and one of the weeks that Heather talked about Kintsugi. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Kintsugi is the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery. <a href="https://esprit-kintsugi.com/en/quest-ce-que-le-kintsugi/" target="_blank">One Website</a> puts it like this</span></p><h2 style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #101010; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.01em; margin: 2.11765rem auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-size: small;">"<a href="https://esprit-kintsugi.com/en/kintsugi_l_art_de_la_resilience/" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #7a6a2e; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Kintsugi, the art of resilience...</a></span></h2><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1c1c1c; font-family: Karla, sans-serif; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><b style="background-color: #fff2cc;">This ancient technique, discovered in the fifteenth century in Japan, invites us to repair a broken object by enhancing its scars with real gold powder, instead of trying to hide them."</b></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1c1c1c; font-family: Karla, sans-serif; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1c1c1c; font-family: Karla, sans-serif; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kintsugi#cite_note-5" target="_blank">Wikipedia</a> says: "<span style="color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif;">As a </span>philosophy<span style="color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif;">, it treats breakage and repair as part of the history of an object, rather than something to disguise.</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1c1c1c; font-family: Karla, sans-serif; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1c1c1c; font-family: Karla, sans-serif; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif; white-space: nowrap;"><a href="https://www.focusonthefamily.com/parenting/beauty-in-the-brokenness-how-god-restores-our-hearts/" target="_blank">Focus on the Family </a>had this on their blog back in November 2020 (on a side note, if you <br />click on the link and read that post- it's good!)</span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1c1c1c; font-family: Karla, sans-serif; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #ffd966;"><b>"<span style="color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Roboto, Roboto, sans-serif; font-style: italic;">Kintsugi is the art of repairing something that has been broken with gold, with the understanding that the object is more beautiful because it has been broken. Like the art of kintsugi, God repairs the brokenness in our lives and makes us more beautiful through the process."</span></b></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1c1c1c; font-family: Karla, sans-serif; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Roboto, Roboto, sans-serif; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #3a3a3a; font-family: arial;">This is why I chose the photo of the the Kintsugi bowl to display my word Restore and all of the broken pieces of my life that need restored</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #3a3a3a; font-family: arial;"><span> -Physical- covid, parosmia, heart attack, overweight, joint issues, arthritis, etc</span><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"> -Mental- Covid did a number on me, I started to find myself sinking into despair, and becoming someone I did not even know. The loneliness sent me places in my mind.</span></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span> </span> -Spiritual- This goes along with the mental. At times, I dig deep into the word but then sometimes I pull away and it takes me days, weeks, even months to get back</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> -Dreams- as I mentioned, over the last several years, my dreams took some pretty big hits. I lost those dreams and now- I don't even know what my dreams are anymore. I just know there has to be more than "this".</span> </div><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><span><br /></span></p></span><div style="text-align: left;">I also found this quote at the end of a <a href="https://www.joniandfriends.org/kintsugi/" target="_blank">Joni and Friends</a> blog from 2017</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span>"</span><span style="font-family: neue-haas-grotesk-text, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">I’m sure you’ve picked up on the obvious lesson here. Because God does ‘kintsugi’ on his people all the time. When our lives are shattered by terrible trial, He’s going to put us back together in a way that is far more beautiful, more spectacular than before the trial. Rather than conceal the damage, he accentuates his grace through the broken pieces of our life. It’s one way, perhaps the best way, that He performs Romans 8:28 in us – fitting the broken pieces together for our good and His glory."</span></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; hyphens: auto; margin: 0px auto 0.70588rem; max-width: 608px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></p>Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-80649096014137002752022-01-01T14:23:00.003-05:002022-01-01T14:23:30.325-05:00Restore- 2022<p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUbWvgaOasA-0_ywGldaGI7UTrxMAtT2NpieeoDWSYTYBgJFiX4jNu4OU8RVfdu_U9R-Qhg3v5dVyf7oe_CzCO4u7awQf1ejNiv0NWY3xWKKZrXwVAfBd1C6cSYfiLLsXawA4vAQlVCx5cTZcuV-7nNFozpjWZ-MpdN9sQ07cuWVk0sqrEp5MjzWNGgQ=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1356" data-original-width="2048" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUbWvgaOasA-0_ywGldaGI7UTrxMAtT2NpieeoDWSYTYBgJFiX4jNu4OU8RVfdu_U9R-Qhg3v5dVyf7oe_CzCO4u7awQf1ejNiv0NWY3xWKKZrXwVAfBd1C6cSYfiLLsXawA4vAQlVCx5cTZcuV-7nNFozpjWZ-MpdN9sQ07cuWVk0sqrEp5MjzWNGgQ=s320" width="320" /></a></p><p><br /></p><p>2021 was not the year I (or probably any of us) thought it would be. I had such high hopes for 2021 after 2020. Such high hopes that my word for 2021 was Forward- and in many ways I did move forward, but there were also times when I felt like I had fallen backward, or was even just stuck. </p><p><br /></p><p>2020 ended with a bout of Covid, March 2021 began the journey with <a href="https://www.healthline.com/health/parosmia" target="_blank">Parosmia</a> (distorted smell and <a href="https://my.clevelandclinic.org/health/diseases/22047-dysgeusia#:~:text=Dysgeusia%20is%20a%20taste%20disorder,the%20underlying%20cause%20of%20dysgeusia." target="_blank">Dysgeusia </a>(distorted taste). October 2021 stopped me in my tracks with a mild heart attack (it was a <a href="https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/spontaneous-coronary-artery-dissection/symptoms-causes/syc-20353711" target="_blank">SCAD heart attack</a>) more than likely due to stress (and 2 weeks before the heart attack, a deer ran right into my car while I was on my way to work).</p><p><br /></p><p>There were silver linings- I have lost about 50 lbs since March (not the way I planned but it is what it is). I was able to go visit TN for the first time in 3 years and saw a bear in person. I started running again and even taught my Rev classes in March and April. The heart attack made me slow down and take a good hard look at my life and the stressors in it. I knew some things needed to change and they are slowly getting there. </p><p><br /></p><p>With that in mind I went back to my word from 2020 (restoration) and tweaked it a bit. My word for 2022 is restore. And the graphic shows what I want to restore- mental, physical, and spiritual along with my dreams. My dreams died a bit and I feel this stirring to figure out where God is leading me and what He is calling me to. </p><p><br /></p><p>The word restore means to bring back to- to return to an original state after depletion or loss. Some of the synonyms are renew, recharge, regenerate and rebuild. My verse for 2020 was 1 Peter 5:10 and while it is still relevant, the verses I am clinging close to this year are Joel 2:25- trusting that He WILL restore what the "locusts" have stolen </p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyode-bp4WeWXP4n0BobVvmuWtdY7xTGCUhXhQUp4wYJfUrdeyTu8cfyG2jMnGLWEIiGvZW_ejgZDe-K0o2I3E4DPC7MvTW_czOaPquYh5X4E0zX73FuvMAckYgrabyF5DdZcGi3TyWi1WoWLxEpCBfBGlSN5-BlsCrvCfqII1c3_qUWksl0uubUim4w=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyode-bp4WeWXP4n0BobVvmuWtdY7xTGCUhXhQUp4wYJfUrdeyTu8cfyG2jMnGLWEIiGvZW_ejgZDe-K0o2I3E4DPC7MvTW_czOaPquYh5X4E0zX73FuvMAckYgrabyF5DdZcGi3TyWi1WoWLxEpCBfBGlSN5-BlsCrvCfqII1c3_qUWksl0uubUim4w=s320" width="256" /></a></p><p><br /></p><p>and Psalm 23:3. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg5PRqzffVfkxbLLiUP9p9X7HeItkM60fYgJU17HhD2SKihA8FMM_Y7veNHW7JcBpw7X4am5PkrJN-EoIunzbu37sAlPg26Zxf6mJ6Sl0XvxX2TumyEOojsQZQ0pBYEhnIB3VQFOcbi_dkXTaNWGP4U3z5m0n7swWOko_jtRkUOw5KHOUdmNcnyh-LF2A=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg5PRqzffVfkxbLLiUP9p9X7HeItkM60fYgJU17HhD2SKihA8FMM_Y7veNHW7JcBpw7X4am5PkrJN-EoIunzbu37sAlPg26Zxf6mJ6Sl0XvxX2TumyEOojsQZQ0pBYEhnIB3VQFOcbi_dkXTaNWGP4U3z5m0n7swWOko_jtRkUOw5KHOUdmNcnyh-LF2A=s320" width="256" /></a></p><p>In my back pocket I am keeping Psalm 41:3 and Jeremiah 30:17 to also keep close.</p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghWLPhBvcLeCLKDDmf-TpWmTOc1sKlCWejyhAlUOakRja6spLAWee59RHQDkEXe9GUEpkzv_lC7tvZWps6Hb13vDySeNqOeigbatYZUPy3V86s9FNTTY9e-MNFo6SWdds98Xl7sRpsPz7ek0Q_U9GjMk7zbjsCtnd5jC7uzbGhlL6y9U1VQPh4I-J1fg=s1773" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1773" data-original-width="1773" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghWLPhBvcLeCLKDDmf-TpWmTOc1sKlCWejyhAlUOakRja6spLAWee59RHQDkEXe9GUEpkzv_lC7tvZWps6Hb13vDySeNqOeigbatYZUPy3V86s9FNTTY9e-MNFo6SWdds98Xl7sRpsPz7ek0Q_U9GjMk7zbjsCtnd5jC7uzbGhlL6y9U1VQPh4I-J1fg=s320" width="320" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAbV1--bazwvEoB9Ju07eM9cmF8D9buyslMLHqWP1A1UTfLcvoLd75Q200Zf2pKtLKqLkY68dN8gj5-055Uzg97UVlWCFiOfHwi4VpyME1DEKC26urnpO-FpkuXMX4J8nXZJgc3rsM2QNsiuBg-X10odZ7em0WFpoRvq7Mn4aNPbVW97hbo32DIDMFMg=s1773" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1773" data-original-width="1773" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAbV1--bazwvEoB9Ju07eM9cmF8D9buyslMLHqWP1A1UTfLcvoLd75Q200Zf2pKtLKqLkY68dN8gj5-055Uzg97UVlWCFiOfHwi4VpyME1DEKC26urnpO-FpkuXMX4J8nXZJgc3rsM2QNsiuBg-X10odZ7em0WFpoRvq7Mn4aNPbVW97hbo32DIDMFMg=s320" width="320" /></a></p><p>One of my goals for 2022 is to restore my blog- to bring it back to where it was- as my place for sharing, the ups and downs, the dreams and the journey through life. It may not be every day, but it will be as God places it on my heart to share. Have a blessed day and Happy New Year!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-67749084721594146212020-06-15T16:29:00.001-04:002020-06-15T16:29:44.366-04:00Epiphany and VulnerabiltyIt's been a LONG time- well over a year- and I don't even know who will read this or even if anyone will read this BUT, I feel like God is prompting me to share this so I am just trying to obey...<br />
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Epiphany time: For the last few weeks- okay, months- I have been talking with my health coach at the school clinic about why I struggle so much with tracking my food, getting stuck and not progressing, and several other items. A couple of weeks ago I realized that part of it was a shame thing. I let myself live in the shame of weight gain- that I had messed up because I began obsessing over it and didn't enjoy food anymore. I became "that" friend- the one I never wanted to become- the one that judged- often without words- what other people were putting in their mouths. I began not enjoying dinners or celebrations. I developed that self-righteous attitude. BUT, then I got sick, several times over, and my food/diet and exercise took a hit and the weight piled on. I look back at what I looked and felt like then and now and I realize it's the same- never enough, shame.</div>
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I am re-reading with the Rev family- The Wellness Revelation. In chapter one, Alisa says something that every single time gets me, "desperation and disgust are powerful motivators for change, but they do not lead to lasting results and increasing joy." In Chapter 2 she says, "Idolatry is when we think if only (<i><u>fill in the blank with your greatest desire apart from God)</u></i>, then I will be happy. Of course, these things never truly satisfy, and worshiping them leads us further away from God and deeper into depravity and despair." (p. 31-32)</div>
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My "if only" came to the forefront today while answer the questions in the back of chapter two and can I tell you what I discovered that hit me so hard in the heart that I literally sat here with tears in my eyes? An epiphany so strong that I stopped the forward motion of continued reading to come back and sit in it for a while?</div>
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8 years ago I began a journey- and I ended up making calorie counting, food, and even exercise an idol. I let it consume me. I let it potentially destroy relationships. And when my mind, body and willpower failed me, I began to live in the shame of failure of not placing the value where it should have been. My "if only" statement? If only I lost the weight, if only I ate just this food, if only I burnt off this many calories, THEN I would be happy, then I would be loved, then I would be seen- but, I wasn't.</div>
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Fast-forward 7 to 8 years and here I sit- heavier than I was before, ashamed of what I have done physically to my body but even more ashamed of the lack of the true heart work I have done.</div>
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So, what does that mean for me now? It means it's time to not just draw the line in the sand. It means it's time to put the weight of shame down- it's time to leave it right here on June 15, 2020, and live out Hebrews 12:1- to cast aside that weight of shame and sin, which clings to me with every lb. and run my race with endurance- the race that is in front of me- not behind- but in front AND, most important look to Jesus. It's time to Reclaim my Joy and Love my Journey.</div>
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-28706498975055987562019-05-07T21:57:00.000-04:002019-05-07T21:59:15.595-04:00Holy = Whole? Part 2When I left yesterday's post I mentioned that my dad ended with five things to put us in our right mind and now I want to apply them to my journey to health that I am still on. The underlined part will be his thoughts and the non-underlined parts are mine.<br />
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1.) <u>Recognize the presence of sin in our flesh</u>. I like food- a lot- different kinds of food- and sometimes, I eat way more than I should or do not eat in a way that is honoring God. When I overindulge, when I eat that which I know I should not then I am allowing myself to give in to the flesh. That's not to say I shouldn't enjoy my food or that I can't ever stray from my plan, but I need to recognize it's place in my life and make sure #2 is on target.<br />
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2.) <u>Have a heart fixed on God</u>. When my heart is focused and in tune, when I am walking in complete obedience, then it makes it easier to not stray. When I realize that all I eat or drink is to be done to the glory of God (1 Cor. 10:31) it makes a little easier to say no (but still can be a struggle for sure!)<br />
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3.) <u>Meditate on God's word</u>. For me, this is going to look like verses taped on my cupboards, in my car, on my fridge, behind my desk at school, etc., wherever I find temptation. I need to have His word in front of me to fight it!<br />
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4.) <u>Communicate regularly with God in prayer</u>. Again, this will look a lot like number 3. I need to truly ask myself some hard questions when I am faced with the temptations of food, drink or even just skipping a workout and then pray my way through it.<br />
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5.) <u>Be obedient</u>. My dad reminded me of this truth- God wants my complete obedience, not a partial obedience, not a "when I feel like it" obedience but a full surrender obedience. A "this is hard but it's where you have led me" obedience. A "it's a do the next right, yet hard," step of obedience.<br />
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Am I there yet? No<br />
Am I going to strive to get there- You bet!<br />
Is it going to be easy? No<br />
Will it be worth it? More than ANYTHING!<br />
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To end today I am going to post another of my favorite songs that reminds me where my focus needs to be- this one ends up on repeat a lot!<br />
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Anyway- chapter 1 had this quote- "When we are holy, then we are whole." I journaled a simple (yet hard) question- in terms of a healthy, physical lifestyle and habits- what does it mean to be holy? The Bible says- "Be holy for I am holy.." How do I apply that to my healthy without it becoming a wrong kind of obsession? Is there such a thing in the pursuit of holiness and wholeness?<br />
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That was all written on Saturday and then the following was journaled on Sunday night after my dad's sermon and church service (warning- this may get a bit long so I may cut it off and make a second post): As I continued to ponder this today my dad preached on Romans 8 and talked about the difference between sanctification and holy. I learned that sanctification is being <b style="text-decoration-line: underline;">set apart for God's purpose</b> and holy means to be set apart from that which is unholy. When I look at the above quote from TWR with that lens it begins to make sense.<br />
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When we are holy (set apart from the unholy) then we are whole (unbroken)- because, as we walk in grace and truth AND live out love then we are becoming more like Jesus, who was holy, and therefore whole (even as his physical body was broken). But, because of sin- because of my flesh - because of exactly what Paul wrote about in Romans 7:15, "<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">For I do not understand my own actions. For </span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-28091T" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-28091T" title="See cross-reference T">T</a>)" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate." </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I wander, I lose focus, I live according to the flesh.</span></span><br />
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My dad ended with 5 things of living a life in the right mind. I want to apply those same 5 things to my musings here in my journey to health but I think this has gone on long enough for today so I will follow up with those five things tomorrow. I am going to leave you with this Casting Crowns song- Only Jesus because it is quickly becoming a new favorite!<br />
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-50785614431667363002019-05-05T21:16:00.000-04:002019-05-05T21:16:46.485-04:00It's been a whileA LONG while- I'm refurbishing/renaming the blog (but the link will stay the same). I debated shutting this one down and starting all over but so much of my story is on this one that I decided to "rebrand". I have a friend working on a blog header so hoping to get that up soon- until then..<br />
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I also have a post in the works that came about from some reading I did last night and then my dad's sermon this morning that went along with it. Just need to finish gathering my thoughts on it.Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-36443364928146743422018-03-15T23:18:00.000-04:002018-03-15T23:18:22.220-04:00How Am I Living? Faith or Fear?Yes, once again, I come here, having been on the silent side of the blog for several months. And, once again- a lot has happened that has changed the course of my days. The biggest thing has been that I moved into an apartment. However, something bigger is hopefully going to happen soon. I have to set the stage though. As many of you who read this know, I got a group fitness certification through Revelation Wellness last fall. I felt extremely disqualified compared to many I went through training with and said from Day 1 that even if it was something that just worked in my own life and heart then it was worth it. BUT God, He doesn't let it stay that way and as I have continued going through my days and doing some exercising at home He has laid it on my heart that it's time to branch out. I was originally going to start with some of my co-workers after school but after putting out feelers about that I started to get a different idea of where God was taking me. These last few weeks, as I look out the windows of my apartment, as I drive through the streets of my small town, as I see the faces of women and children at church, I started to get another idea that maybe, I was to start here, where I live. So, I am working on a proposal to give to my dad so he can share with the other two staff members and the leaders. My plan is that the proposal will be given to him by Monday since he has staff meeting then.<br />
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Before I get ahead of myself though- I need to go back and talk about what led to this idea. I have been living in fear. Fear of being unqualified, fear of not being taken seriously, fear of my size and lack of abilities, fear of my lack of coordination at times, fear of failure, and fear of fear. BUT God, He intervened with a livestream of an event called Rev on the Road in Arizona. (side note- there's one coming up in Fishers, IN in April that I'll be heading to in person!!!) They start the evening with live worship and there were two songs- one was Oceans and one was a song called Reckless Love that we sang at retreat. There's a lot of controversy about that song and the use of the word reckless but when I googled it and how they mean it- I can see where it makes sense (another side note). Anyway, there were lines in each of those songs that hit me and convicted me in my moment of fear and uncertainty. How many times have I sang the words to the song, Oceans, and they not mean anything? And now- as I sing- am I really asking the Holy Spirit to lead me to a place where my trust is going to have to go deeper? Am I really being asked to get out of the boat? <br />
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So, I pushed the thought down and then came to this line in the next song- especially those last few lines- there's no lie he won't tear down to show how much He loves me. I have lived in fear to a lie. No, I may not look or act like a typical group fitness instructor but maybe, just maybe, that's what's needed in my little community. Someone who is willing to lead people in a way that is going to tear down those lies that have been fed to us day in and day out. <br />
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I have to recognize that personally- I am worthy of love- of human love- even though it's not in my life right now. But, even more so- that because of HIM- and HIM only- I am found worthy to be a recipient of His love and grace- and the conviction to share that- to tell women and girls and whoever shows up- that He makes us beautiful, that He makes us worthy of love, and that He does love us- for who we are and not for who we THINK we should be- that conviction became pressing on me the more the weekend went on.<br />
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THEN- I went to do my Leadership homework (someone blessed me with the chance to go through the Leadership program that Revelation Wellness has for after training) it was all about Risk Taking. And, I laughed, because God has a sense of humor that I don't get at times. Monday, I was at the car dealer having a tune up on my car when I was working on it and received a message from a Rev friend who asked me one question- are you leading classes yet? And I laughed again because it was one more step in confirmation that I am heading in the right direction. I don't know what it's going to look like, I don't know if anyone will show up (I hope and pray they will), I don't know how it's all going to mesh together but I do know- just like with Rev training- if it's supposed to happen it will. I went back and reread a blog post from August before I typed this which referenced a February post. It still holds true right now: "<i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "tahoma" , "helvetica" , "freesans" , sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><b>And you know what- I have every faith in Him because I truly believe that this is of Him"</b></span></i><br />
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Yes, I am here and yes, I am really writing this post. It's been 3 1/2 months since my last post - that was not my plan but life certainly took over in many ways. Since my last post I have started the school year and made it all the way to Thanksgiving break (yay for a week off) and I started and completed my Revelation Wellness Instructor Training. We did 9 weeks of online training and study and then met up in Arizona for a week at a Young Life camp in Williams, AZ to do the intensive practical portion of the training. That week deserves several posts of its own so I will be working on that over this time off of school. I have also had to deal with hitting a deer on the way to work one morning and then some medical tests done. <br />
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Needless to say, the last 3 1/2 months have been a bit crazy and chaotic. Some weeks I do well on taking care of myself and other weeks- not so much. I'm looking to make some changes and I have decided to NOT say- well, I'll start the Monday after Thanksgiving. No, I'll start now. I'll make changes a little at a time and give myself grace for the times I don't do as well. One misstep can go two ways- it can lead to more and more missteps or it can lead to change.<br />
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-50899412575596539942017-08-07T17:00:00.000-04:002017-08-07T17:00:05.491-04:00Mountains into Roads part 2Here's the next part- I really wanted this mountain to have a post all of its own. This was my most recent mountain and it is part of my current journey. <br />
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Back in January I posted this- <a href="https://journeytoahealthylife.blogspot.com/2017/01/where-i-am-going.html" target="_blank">Where I am going</a> then in February <a href="https://journeytoahealthylife.blogspot.com/2017/02/am-i-crazy.html" target="_blank">Am I crazy</a><br />
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Did you catch this at the end of that last post? <i>"<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Friday- I made the first payment for my training. I have the extra money for the first few payments but from there- God is going to have to show up BIG time with that, the plane fare money in November, the purchase of the required reading and manuals, as well as the odds and ends that are part of the training. <b> And you know what- I have every faith in Him because I truly believe that this is of Him"</b></span></i><br />
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-22858648321893924952017-08-06T20:08:00.002-04:002017-08-06T20:08:20.345-04:00Mountains into Roads<div style="text-align: center;">
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Have you ever been hit over the head by a verse? Then you go and read the whole chapter and know that it's the place to sit and meditate on for a while? This happened to me this week. I was reading in my Streams in the Desert devotional and came across this one on Wednesday- I have parked in Isaiah 49 for the current time. <br />
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<a href="https://content.wellzesta.com/streams-in-the-desert-august-2/" target="_blank">Stream in the Desert- August 2</a><br />
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This devotion has this verse at the top and as the focus and as I really began to read through it I began to really take the words to heart and think maybe it's time to tell my story- in one place. The thing about a story that hasn't been finished is that it's constantly evolving and being added on to. It's been a while since I have told my story so it's time- sit back, grab a cup of coffee/water/tea/etc and take a gander at where I have been and where I am going and those mountains that have been turned into roads.<br />
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Mountain #1- We have to start the story by wandering back to November of 2008- Thanksgiving week I ended up sick and had an allergic reaction to a medication. A week later I ended up with some horrific pain where I could barely drive. It went away after several hours but I still pondered that pain. It was the first time I had ever experienced that level of pain. A week after that I had a routine dr appt for bloodwork and all that jazz. I mentioned it to her and she ran some tests. They concerned her enough she got me an appt for a CT scan because she thought I had had a kidney stone. I went for the CT scan and one week before Christmas she brought me in and told me she was referring me to a urologist because in both of my kidneys were lots of stones. She told me that she didn't know what he would want to do but there was a chance that I could lose a kidney- I was in denial pretty much all of Christmas break and then in January 2009 I went to that urologist and found out that he's a specialist for a reason 😉. I was diagnosed with Medullary Sponge Kidney which basically means that my body makes stones in the spongey part of my kidney- sometimes they pass, sometimes they stay where they are. And, if they pass I may not always realize it because of size. It's fairly rare and supposedly I was born with it (there's not a LOT of research on it and there's a lot of conflicting information but what I can tell you is that I have it "easy" compared to others with this disease). So knowing that he wanted me to cut back on several foods including nuts and chocolate (boo). I did well with this and had 2 more painful stones pass in 2010- one in June and one in December.<br />
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Mountain #2- 2011-2012- in 2011 I had a bulging disc all summer and into the fall and then in 2012 Stress levels were high- so high the district I was in had the school nurse checking my blood pressure every week because it flagged at a school wellness thing they did. My doctor kept an eye on it as well and in June 2012 I had a variety of things happen all at once. I went hiking with a friend and saw pictures of myself. I was so discouraged by what I saw that I knew it was time to make some changes. At the same time my doctor finally told me it was time to go on blood pressure medicine. I was discouraged and so frustrated by the whole thing that I began a new journey.<br />
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Road #2- this bp issue then led me to begin running, spinning, and taking my health serious (this is important to the future story). I began running 5K's and fell in love with exercising. I made my health a priority- even after school started. This is big because in 2011 I had that bulging disc and I was told I would NEVER run. <br />
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Mountain #3- In 2013 I wanted to take my love of healthy living further and found The Institute for Integrative Nutrition but the cost was a HUGE mountain.<br />
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Road #3- BUT God- He provided through a generous gift from someone anonymously and I began studying in May 2013.<br />
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Mountain #4- it's strange to say but my mountain then sort of came about because of IIN- while I was learning and taking away so many things I also lost sight of what worked and weight started slowly coming back on- then I had some physical issues that were challenging and eventually led to sinus surgery in 2014. That mountain is the weight that I have put on.<br />
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Road #4- While I would love to say that the mountain has completely become the road- it would be a lie- it's still an uphill battle with my weight day in and day out. I know what worked for me before and you would think well it should be a no-brainer BUT I became a slave to calories and while physically I was healthier- it messed with my head so I have to approach it a bit different.<br />
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Mountain #5- Professional stress which took its toll physically (there's not a lot to say here so...)<br />
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Road #5- I moved- got a new job- still have some professional stress but it's different. <br />
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-33070887765702733252017-07-10T14:48:00.003-04:002017-07-10T14:48:45.160-04:00Music for a Monday<div style="text-align: center;">
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Sunday was one of those a-ha days. I have been reading the book <u>You are Free</u> by Rebekah Lyons and have found myself nodding my head, underlining and agreeing with things throughout the book such as: </div>
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Then I came to chapters 7 and 8 and I wanted to throw the book down because as I read it became very evident that God was using these 2 chapters to make something clear to me.</div>
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See- 2 years ago I moved from Knoxville, TN (my home of 15 years plus 5 years of college) to Spencer, IN. With that move I gave up a lot. I gained things too, but the last two years I have focused on what I gave up. I was living and working here with one eye looking back to TN. After my recent vacation where I traveled to TN and GA it's been forefront in my mind again as to wondering why God brought me HERE!. Then, as I read chapters 7 and 8 (specifically the quotes in the picture below) conviction began to set in.</div>
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What did I realize? I realized that while I was living with one eye looking back to TN I wasn't truly living FULLY here. I wasn't fully letting go and now it's time. </div>
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It's time to realize that for this season of life I am in right now- Spencer, IN is where I live; Fairview in Bloomington is where I teach, OVCF is where I worship, and TN is in my rearview mirror. For right now, TN is a vacation spot- it's a state full of people and places I love, and while it will always feel like home- it's not my home. My home is where God has placed me- my home is where He is with me. It's time to live eyes forward, always searching for where He wants me serving- even if that might mean a step out of my comfort zone. It's time to let go of what was and embrace what is and give my full focus to the people and places in front of me until He tells me it's time to move on.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have been participating in two different things this summer- the Bold in the Soul challenge through Revelation Wellness. Here is their description of it: <span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Rally yourself and your communities and share with us what makes YOU #boldinthesoul. This can be anything from a physical character trait about yourself, a soul trait that God has given you like integrity, generosity, optimism, OR you can simply share God’s truth. Be as creative as you like—get BOLD and let the world know what makes you, YOU!</span><br />
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Before I get started- you can find the book and all of the information <a href="http://thebonniegray.com/whispersofrest/" target="_blank">HERE</a>! And as you are participating in the daily challenges don't forget to take pictures and #whispersofrest There will also be a book club starting in June! This gives you time to get your book!</div>
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A few years ago I had the opportunity to preview and write about Bonnie Gray's book Finding Spiritual Whitespace. So, when the opportunity presented itself to do the same with her newest book- Whispers of Rest- 40 Days of Love to Revitalize Your Soul- I jumped on it. And when I said yes, I had no way of knowing how timely each chapter/day would end up being. This book is about slowing down, rest, and finding God in those places. This book was released yesterday and was started right in the middle of my busy season- the last month of school. At the time I write this I have two more days- we are finished with all of the "big" stuff- it's time for the small stuff to end the year.<br />
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Not only that- the book was timely in other areas as well. I said Yes to God about a pretty big dream which I shared <a href="http://journeytoahealthylife.blogspot.com/2017/02/am-i-crazy.html" target="_blank">here</a>. Every once in a while I start to doubt myself. I start to wonder if I can do this, or what am I thinking and then once again the day of whispers is so on target I have nothing to do but throw my hands up in surrender. </div>
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This book is a 40 Day Journey through discovering (or rediscovering) God's love in order to revitalize and refresh your soul. This book contains 6 parts and in each one Bonnie reminds the reader that they are the Beloved. The 6 parts are: Being the Beloved, Choosing as the Beloved, Dreaming as the Beloved (this is the part I am in now), Healing as the Beloved, Daring as the Beloved and Shining as the Beloved. Each day is not lengthy but it takes you through a personal anecdote, Reading God's Story (what He says in the Bible about a particular subject, God's Whispers from that Bible passage and going deeper, a Prayer for the day and then a chance for some personal reflection, praying and resting and ends with a challenge and a lot of those challenges are ones that allow you to slow down and take care of your physical, emotional, OR spiritual needs. There's journaling, drinking more water, taking a bath, and so many more. </div>
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-41684587403656957712017-05-10T20:56:00.003-04:002017-05-10T20:56:49.091-04:00May's MusingsLots of random thoughts in this post- May is always busy with the end of school and I feel like I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off (one of these days I really want to see if that really does look the way I feel) but I keep telling myself the end is in sight. As of today (Wednesday, May 10 when I am writing this) there are 12 more school days and that number keeps dwindling. There's SO much to do in those 12 days that I am a bit overwhelmed with trying to figure out HOW in the world I am going to get it all done.<br />
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Thankfully, in this season of busyness, God brought a book into my life that is perfect. I get to be part of a book launch for Bonnie Gray's new book that comes out at the end of May. It's called Whispers of Rest and it's a 40 Day journey to experiencing true rest that can only come from Him. She is highlighting the first three chapters leading up to the release and this week is chapter 2. The pictures below are from Chapter 1 (and hopefully early next week I can share Chapter 2's photos).<br />
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In some areas I have been struggling a bit- contentment is a big thing for me right now. I don't know if I can even really call it a lack of contentment though. Unsettled maybe? Usually I am typically "okay" with my singleness and childlessness. Even now I am still "okay" with my childlessness but the single part of my life- that seems to be where I am a bit unsettled. I tend to get this way around the end of the school year. May and June are (and have been in the past) pretty big months with Mother's Day, Memorial Day (the weekend of my sister's wedding anniversary), my birthday, etc. so I think that's a big trigger for me. I had my music on shuffle and have all kinds of random songs in there and there's one that I heard at a friend's wedding and really liked it so I downloaded it. I have listened to it before but it hasn't come up in the shuffle in a LONG time but today it did- it's Martina McBride's (and the guy from Train) song called Marry Me. So I started thinking that maybe this is part of my trigger (even though I haven't heard it in MONTHS) and it ended and the very next song was Mercy Me's new song- Even If. At that point I took a deep breath and just praised Jesus through that song because THAT is where I need to live and that is where I typically am living EXCEPT in that area. I know it's something I have to keep letting go of and yet I don't- I give it up- feel like I am done with that and move on but then things start being planted in my mind and my heart about not being good enough, never going to find someone, and so much more and discontentment starts to take a hold before I realize it. So- until I have no more breaths (or until Jesus comes) I will be daily lifting this particular struggle up. And Even If....<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">I know You're able</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">And I know You can</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Save through the fire</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">With Your mighty hand</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">But even if You don't</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">My hope is You alone</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">They say it only takes a little faith</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">To move a mountain</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Good thing</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">A little faith is all I have right now</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">But God when You choose</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">To leave mountains unmovable</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Give me the strength</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">To be able to sing</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">It is well with my soul</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">I know the sorrow</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">I know the hurt</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Would all go away</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">If You'd just say the word</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">But even if You don't</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">My hope is You alone</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">You've been faithful</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">You've been good</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">All of my days</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Jesus, I will cling to You</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Come what may</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">‘Cause I know You're able</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #282f35; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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I think that's probably enough for tonight- I have more I <strike>want </strike> need to say but will save that for another post.Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-41931776714254750332017-04-29T20:52:00.000-04:002017-04-29T20:52:14.435-04:00I Am book**I purchased this book based on the recommendation of a friend. I received no compensation for this review and all opinions are mine.<br />
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Recently I finished the book I Am by Michele Cushatt. When I introduced this book here I had the intention to share my review of it. I actually finished the book a week or so ago but I have been thinking through things I read AND things have been really busy so the review was put on the back burner. However, it was just one of those things that would not go away. This book was one that I looked forward to picking back up in the mornings to read what was next. It says it's a 60 Day Journey to Knowing Who You Are Because of Who He Is. However, I didn't read a new chapter every day- sometimes I would re-read the one from the previous day. And, many times the words were just so timely.with my heart on that day.<br />
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So- about the book- it's divided up into 6 Parts: Creation, Exodus, Covenant, Presence, Rescue, and Revelation. Each part contains 10 days of an I am in that section. Some of them are- I am: created, treasured, fought for, heard, rescued, not alone, desired, forgiven, and enough. Obviously there are so many more but I chose 1-2 from each section to highlight there. <br />
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I think the thing that really impacted me was her story- I don't want to say too much because I really encourage you to get the book (I don't even have an amazon affiliate here LOL). She has had a crazy and hard fought bout with cancer and that journey really is what led to the writing of this book. <br />
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I am going to close with a few of my "underlinings" in the book- just because I want to give you a glimpse into the book, maybe whet your appetite to go and get the book and embark on that journey yourself<br />
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"It's said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But too often, we choose the wrong beholder-ourselves and others, flawed beings who can't see clearly. Only God has perfect vision, seeing beyond the false exterior to the authentic heart."<br />
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"Strength isn't stamina. It's refusing to quit when you have none."<br />
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"We've been given stories- broken and beautiful stories- so a broken and beautiful world can see there is a God who's written a story for them too."<br />
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and from the back of the book: "I Am reminds us that our value isn't found in our talents, achievements, relationships, or appearance. it is instead found in a God who chose us, sent us, and promised to be with us- forever."<br />
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See- gems! As I said- I highly recommend this book- I usually buy books and let them stack up until summer before I read them but this one was different and I am so glad and thankful that my friend followed her heart in telling me about it.<br />
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As I said, I have been thinking about how I feel ill-equipped. I have felt that way in the past- in my professional life (teaching) and my personal life but right now I feel even more so with this group fitness certification I am pursuing. I look at myself and I hear all of the lies- and while they may have truth in them it has become the source of the words that I have to overcome. I know that I am not what you would consider the typical fitness person. I know that I have a LONG way to go. I know that I think part of this stems from the fact that just 4 years ago this past week I ran my first half and then things started unraveling in my life. We are coming up on 3 years post sinus surgery and 2 years ago right around this time I came down with an unknown virus that knocked me out of commission for 2 1/2 weeks of school. We are also coming up on the 2 year anniversary of my move. So, in the last 4 years my life has been topsy turvy. <br />
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Anyway- ill equipped. As I think about what that means- not having the necessary skills, tools, or means to do a job- it causes me to pause and question- WHAT in the world am I doing? And you know what- as I look and search and seek after Him to find out the answer to that question, I realize that I am not ill-equipped. By the world's standards? Yes, but I don't hold to the world's standards. By God's standards? If I am seeking Him, if I am truly wanting to do this to be that #fitnessteachergospelpreacher (it rhymes 😀) then great. But you know what-if nothing comes of this except for MY relationship with Him deepening or MY perspective toward food and exercise changing then it's worth every penny that I am paying. Do I think that's where it will stop? I actually don't- I see a HUGE need in our little community where I hope that some day I can make a difference in this way. But, if that's in the year or two down the road future then I am good with that. <br />
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When I started thinking that way I realized I was not ill-equipped but instead I was working on equipping myself well with the those skills, tools, and the means to do a ministry. <br />
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As I continued to flesh out the question- What in the world am I doing? I realized my question was changing to- What in the world is God doing? As I set goals, as I prepare my heart and mind for instructor training- and as I looked at those areas I felt an unsettledness- a realization that God isn't finished- that as I walk through these next several months- I <strike>feel like</strike> - no, I KNOW- God is going to continue to do some work on me. Part of that realization came in the Week 5 of the Weigh Less 2 Feed More study I am doing (teaching this is actually part of my certification and part of where I think the starting point will be for me). Then I heard this new song by Mandisa and felt like she was telling the story of my last 4 years. So this- all of this...<br />
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-55217773155536905682017-04-03T21:43:00.002-04:002017-04-03T21:43:17.805-04:00Addition and SubtractionIt kind of consumes my life these days- teaching kindergartners how to add and subtract and make sure they understand what it all means is sometimes a daunting task BUT that is not what this post is about- this is kind of a honest look at how things have been going...<br />
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So, my word for the year has been Balance and I truly have been working to get there and stay there. It's the staying that's the hardest and I wasn't quite sure why or how to fix it until this past week. I was working my way through a Bible Study (Weigh Less 2 Feed More) and came across the question about Jesus being the key element to a balanced life. And then it asked what do I think Jesus wants to take away and add for balance. One word- OUCH... That stepped on the toes a bit- gets a little personal (I actually wanted to skip that question) 😉. I actually was able to write down my add right away- more consistent time with Him and more consistent exercise (and understanding that by doing that I am honoring Him). The take away was harder and actually took me a couple of extra days. Then came the day I came home and did my RevWellTV workout and after it was over- I knew.<br />
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You see, one of my "whines" (aka excuses) has been time- that I get up too early as it is and come and work later. But when I really looked at it- I was not working. I would sit down with the intention of working but then I would get sucked into my email, Facebook, poking around the internet, etc. When- in reality- if I came home and worked out first- I would still have time to "work".<br />
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So, with that in mind I knew it was time to answer the question- the thing that needs to be taken away is my time on electronic devices- mainly my computer. I need to read more (I have a stack of books that I keep adding to); I need to exercise more; etc. With that in mind I had to make an evening schedule so I can be intentional.<br />
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My workout schedule will follow RevWellTV's calendar as closely as possible (my rest days and some of the workouts may need adjusted) and I may switch some things around but it's what I need to do. Work nights will tentatively (based on the week's schedule) be Tuesday and Thursday. Other than that I will be setting a timer to better control the amount of time spent on the computer. <br />
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This is a hard post to write- I have written and deleted several times. I even had a whole paragraph written but didn't like how it was worded and deleted the whole thing. There's nothing wrong with the post itself. I have nothing bad or earth shattering to share- just a vulnerability that is hard for me. So- here goes...<br />
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I have a fear- that fear is failure. It's mainly in my job but sometimes trickles into other areas as well. It stems from some less than stellar years of teaching and expectations placed on me (and co-workers) that were unreasonable, weight bearing, and would be hard for even that level 5 teacher to achieve on a day in and day out/year in and year out basis. When I felt like I was making gains or progress something would happen or would be said that would knock the wind out of my sails. I have been teaching since 1998- there were very few years that I felt like I was making a difference (I look back and know now there was a difference in how I felt and what actually happened but I didn't feel it at the time). Because of that, because of my singleness and no family, because of my fear of failure- I buried myself in my work- I put it above God A LOT- more than I care to admit. I made my job my idol- an idol is anything that takes away from my relationship with God- that's where I was. <br />
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Fast forward to today- I had to answer a question today in my bible study about my fear and when I put it on my paper it was as if I was smacked in the face. It's been on my mind all day. I think that's why Revelation Wellness calls to me- it's a way to tune my heart back to Him as I exercise- as I seek Him- as I worship the Creator instead of creation. It's no accident that today's workout was with my friend Heather (who I will meet in November!) and was called Your Yes! Because part of my fear of failure is also the failing in this. Not being strong enough, not being able to lead it efficiently, etc. Then Heather reminded me of several things- that I am My Yes and that I am living out God's dream for me! That saying Yes to God means that I am giving up something of myself- I am surrendering- for something so much bigger than me. <br />
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<br />Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-30113755226026194132017-02-26T21:38:00.002-05:002017-02-26T21:39:55.115-05:00QuietI have been quiet lately- for good reason. I was waiting on my dad to <a href="http://billgrandi.ovcf.org/wordpress/?p=13597" target="_blank">post a few things</a> so that he was the first to say it and so some of his readers who also read my blog heard it from him first (unless you are my friend on FB- then you knew about it). Some of you may remember <a href="http://journeytoahealthylife.blogspot.com/2016/11/thankful.html" target="_blank">this post</a> from back in November. Well, turns out life wasn't done throwing curveballs. On Friday, February 17- about 3:10 or so I get a text from my mom to call her asap- after finding someone to cover my class I did and she told me that my dad had been in another bicycle accident and that she was on her way to the hospital from out of town. I teach 5 minutes from the hospital so after I went crying to my principal (and yes, she made me calm down before I got in the car) I left. I got there by 3:40 and paced, sat, paced, sat, and so on until my mom came in. Then I cried. After I finally stopped crying I was able to go back where I could see for myself- it was going to be a long road BUT he was alive. There were several visitors to the hospital after that but when I finally got to go back after a lot of waiting we waited even more- from about 3:20-1:00 (when he got admitted to a room- but I left at 11). We found out he had no injury to his brain, a broken collarbone and three broken ribs and lots and lots of pain. <br />
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The next day (Saturday) I spent the afternoon at the hospital with he and my mom. I would do okay in the hospital and then when I got home I would cry- buckets of tears it felt like- tears at what could have been, tears about how life doesn't always make sense, tears of thanksgiving, and tears of sadness too. He finally came home on Sunday.<br />
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I had taken Wednesday off work so prepped that afternoon to be ready for the rest of the week. Little did I know that God was going to take those plans and pull THAT rug from under me too. What I didn't mention was the week leading up to my dad's accident was a busy and rough one- I was exhausted and running on about 1% battery life when I got that text. And my relaxing, three day weekend- that didn't happen. Then Thursday morning I woke in the middle of the night with that stomach bug and then ran a 102.3 fever for a while. Due to the surgery and broken ribs I quarantined myself and for two days I slept. I probably got about 30 hours of sleep in the 48 hour period before I started feeling human again. <br />
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Friday- I made the first payment for my training. I have the extra money for the first few payments but from there- God is going to have to show up BIG time with that, the plane fare money in November, the purchase of the required reading and manuals, as well as the odds and ends that are part of the training. And you know what- I have every faith in Him because I truly believe that this is of Him. So- that's where I am- I am working on the t-shirts for the fundraiser part of things. I want to use someone local but am considering still going ahead and going with teespring or something of that nature. I don't want to collect the money ahead of time. I also have a local Lularoe consultant who has a generous fundraiser plan and am looking at that as well for late April or early May. <br />
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So- this long post is just a catch up- no song today (although I have one that I really want to post this week) and if you have read this far- thank you. Oh, and ALWAYS make sure those you care about know that you love them! You just never know.<br />
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-68528953882117652162017-02-13T21:15:00.001-05:002017-02-13T21:15:08.756-05:00Am I Crazy?Probably so (no comments about that question LOL) but sometimes life takes you down a road you didn't foresee. A few weeks ago I posted <a href="http://journeytoahealthylife.blogspot.com/2017/01/where-i-am-going.html" target="_blank">this</a> and it's time to share what that is. I have mentioned Revelation Wellness several times in the past and I believe this is where this journey is taking me. They have instructor training in both a study based on biblical principles and in physical fitness/group exercises. There is a training that starts in August and includes a week long retreat in November. There are a few things that I have to decide- when to sign up- if I sign up before March 15 I can save $250. Do I go with a bi-monthly or a monthly payment (honestly- this one is not as hard to decide based on my pay schedule)? Do I do fundraisers and if so what kind? Do I find a second job to work at during the summer and save that money for this? See- all kinds of questions-LOL. Then there's the questions of doubt- who am I to think that I can do this? Am I too overweight to attempt this? Is there a "market" for faith-based trainings (both the Bible study and the exercise classes) in my area? How in the world am I going to come up with the money each month? <br />
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And then every time I start to ask more and more questions I come back to the fact that all He is asking me to do is step out in faith and this picture comes to mind.<br />
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The one thing I haven't doubted? That this is where God is leading me. As I mentioned in the post linked above- this was where my heart was when I was doing the IIN training and in the midst of my journey several years ago. I took a detour but I truly believe that I am back on the right road. <br />
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One of the fundraisers I was looking at was a t-shirt fundraiser- I have a local connection who can make them so I can deliver them myself rather than going through something like teespring. I was playing around trying to come up with a design because since last night I have had this verse in my head.<br />
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This is what I came up with. Thoughts? I really wanted a different font/font color where the DO and the IT were a different color and the globe a little lighter or even monochromatic. Would you be interested in one? If I sold them for $18-20 then if I have done my numbers right I would be making about $10 profit. And if I sold more than 50 I would make a little more. I would have to do preorders but then I would go from there. <br />
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Tami Grandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253171903148431270noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936145861210890859.post-4691998200565863602017-02-01T21:33:00.000-05:002017-02-01T21:33:37.669-05:00#abeautifullifechallenge- A Beautiful Life Part 2I posted this post the other day <a href="http://journeytoahealthylife.blogspot.com/2017/01/a-beautiful-life.html" target="_blank">A Beautiful Life</a> and mentioned at the end of the post that it got my thinking about a project. Here it is! I am so excited about this because I am trying to find the joy and beauty in everyday life. This is my beautiful life for today! <br />
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Share the challenge, participate and use the hashtag #abeautifullifechallenge in your labels so I can find it when I search. This is the first time I have done anything like this so I am really hoping it takes off!</div>
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