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How To Grow Happy

Psalm 28:7

The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.

How many of us can honestly say, that we are happy? Oh sure, most of us are good at masking our feelings and putting on our happy face when we’re around other people. But when challenges come—who is really good at accepting problems in stride? I am actually addressing myself first and foremost with this question. And admittedly, I struggle big time with this.

Lately, hmmm, actually ever since 2022 started, I’ve been having some major trials and feeling like it’s hard to stay afloat from a sea of depression. In January I got sick with the flu (or something), then in February I got an IBS/sciatica flare-up. My Dad died on March 5th and I suffered persecution from my siblings and was attacked by the Devil. Then April came and I pulled a muscle in my calf playing Pickleball and I’m going on week two of leg pain.

But in times of trouble, I have to remember, that my strength can only come from the LORD and that I have to trust His plan for my life. It’s funny how much I like to call the shots. And I’m such an idealist. Let’s see, if I had my way, my siblings and I would have healed our relationships during the funeral and I wouldn’t have pulled a muscle making me unable to play Pickleball. But what if the animosity I endured somehow planted a seed and God can use it to get my brother and sister Saved? What if, my pulled muscle helps me re-evaluate my latest obsession with Pickleball so that I learn to play safer, not running to the net impulsively next time which could result in a graver injury?

It’s hard to know the reason for the physical and emotional challenges that we all seem to experience from time to time. It isn’t easy growing older and we can’t force people to forgive us. The only thing we have any control over is our attitude. Do we want to look at the world from a negative perspective or can we learn to grow happy? I know my hubby is rooting for the latter when it comes to my process. But why can’t I get there? I read my Bible almost daily and do my best to surrender my life to God. Yet, I battle my old sinful nature when it comes to gaining a positive outlook for my walk in this world. If ten good things happen but one bad thing, what are we thinking about? Another helpful inquiry we can ask ourselves: Do I want to be right or do I want to be happy? Our negative thoughts are serving sin.

Romans 6:6

“Knowing this, that our old man is crucified with him, that the body of sin might be destroyed, that henceforth we should not serve sin.”

Romans Chapter 7

22 For I delight in the law of God after the inward man:

23 But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members.

24 O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?

25 I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin.

The Sanctification process can be very long. Truly, it takes a lifetime to overcome our flesh. I look forward to the day that I have my glorified body in heaven. But for now, I press on. Learning the art of acceptance of what is. Taking a deep breath and realizing that mastery of my mind is possible as I give it over to my Heavenly Father. Praying that my mind and body will relax and enjoy the journey.

Yesterday, my mother-in-law said that she was perusing my book and that the parts about healing anxiety in the first chapter were helpful to her. I think it’s time for me to read my book again, especially the last chapter on: “Having a Grateful Heart”. God’s Solution here is always best and is found in Philippians 4.

Philippians 4:8

“Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.”

Along with verse 9, Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.

That’s my 2022 New Year’s Resolution, be grateful for all my experiences and receive God’s peace. Sure I’m starting it late, but better late than never.

May the peace and love of God be with you, S~

ps. here’s the link to the poster I made to inspire us all who endeavor to “Grow Happy” (see image above) https://www.zazzle.com/z/asha6x6h?rf=238256703991377343

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How-To Self Diagnose ADHD

4 Questions [For Adults To Answer]:

Disclaimer: See your doctor to confirm.

  1. Are you easily distracted?
  2. Do you have trouble sleeping?
  3. Are you divorced? (Do you have a hard time keeping relationships?)
  4. Do you have difficulty keeping a job?

IF YOU ANSWERED YES TO 1 OR MORE OF THESE 4 QUESTIONS, you may have ADHD.

The BIG Question now is—ARE YOU READY FOR GOD’S HELP?

If you said yes, I would suggest that you get my book: “How-To Have A Peaceful Life With ADHD, 7 Easy Steps from the Prince of Peace” which addresses these 4 Questions in depth and offers God’s Solution to each in order to have a happier life. Maybe you are young and just starting out with this illness and haven’t burned as many bridges as I did yet. As a mature woman in my 50’s please don’t put it off. The time to heal is now. As soon as you realize you have these difficulties. Relationships, A Job, Your Mental Health are so important!!! AND YES, just like Job in the Bible, God can restore all that you have lost, even your inner peace. Anxiety is a horrible way to experience this life. It’s time to learn a better way to live. The answers are all found in the Bible which I quote throughout the book.

I share my half a century of mistakes, so that hopefully you can make better choices.

God bless you on your journey to better health and happiness.

Until next time, S~

The Funeral From Hell

How do I begin without dragging you all down with me from an experience I am still grappling with? I probably am transparent to a fault with my blogging but I share from my heart to help everyone who also struggles with mental health issues—like ADHD.

So here we go…My Dad was about to die and my husband and I drove to Florida to help my Mom cope with it all—the funeral and afterwards. Losing her husband of 62 years was quite stressful, I can only imagine. I planned to stay with her for a month—she said that she’d like that. My intentions were good but what awaited me at my parent’s house was anything but good. I’ll provide a quick backstory to catch you up on why this was the funeral from hell. As a Christian, the Bible makes it perfectly clear that we reap what we sow. And I guess I had some painful reaping to receive. Yes, I know I did, but this was over the top! Okay, so I was the prodigal child basically since my exit from my mother’s womb. I’m sure ADHD had something to do with my naturally rebellious nature. However, the Bible says:

Ephesians 6:4

“And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord.”

And like it or not, my Dad was guilty of provoking his children to wrath. My siblings and I definitely have anger issues due to the way our father raised us. I won’t get into all the abuse but suffice to say he didn’t know the LORD and lived the life of a heathen. Satan was his father as the Bible points out here:

John 8:44

“Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.”

We may all think that we are children of God but really that’s not true. Yes, God is our Creator but to become his child we must put our faith in Jesus Christ as our Savior. There is no other way. The Bible says that we are born into this world condemned (due to Adam’s sin in the garden). Separated from God, our spirit is dead and needs to be regenerated.

John 3:18

“He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.”

Well due to my Dad’s indiscretions I grew up feeling unloved and confused about how to become a mature adult and have a healthy relationship with a man. He apologized when I was in my thirties but I think my brain buried it all so deep that I had no recollection. But the trainwreck of my life was a sure sign that I had a rough start. Be that as it may. Right before I got Saved in 2016, I had a nervous breakdown after a major breakup and wrote him and my two siblings scathing emails—basically blaming my Dad for all my problems with men. Suffice to say they didn’t want to speak to me anymore.

Fast forward to a year before the funeral. My Dad got dementia and basically forgot that he was upset with me and all was forgiven when he invited me and Jeff to come for a visit. (I was able to forgive him and the past due to the indwelling of the Holy Spirit and God giving me a new heart when I got Saved). I also came to know that it was really Satan who abused me through my Dad’s drunkenness when I was a child. The moral of this story is that without Christ we are pawns of the Devil and all his wickedness.

While I was visiting my parents, my husband encouraged me to try to reconcile with my siblings as well. I spoke with my brother first on the phone there and he said he forgave me (this was in May 2021) but my sister was in Europe so I wrote her an apologetic email and didn’t hear back. She did manage to write my husband to say she can’t forgive me for the things I said. So I let that go and didn’t pursue it any further.

A bunch of months went by (and 3 Covid shots—2 plus a booster administered into my frail Dad’s 86-year-old arm) and I got the call that my Dad was about to die. This news brought me to tears and I packed hastily, got in the car and we proceeded to drive to Florida. He died on a Saturday and we got there Sunday night. My Mom was relieved to see us. I was happy to be there with her.

Now for the super weird things that started the moment I heard that my Dad had passed. First, I saw on the back of a truck a scripture verse from The Book of Mark (my Dad’s name was Mark). The verse was about gaining the whole world but losing your own soul. I fretted thinking that he didn’t make it to heaven. Then I heard a song two times in a row (once on the car cd player and a second time one hour later in the truck stop bathroom). John Denver’s Leaving On A Jet Plane which I thought was my Dad’s way of saying goodbye to me. Next, I saw my Mom’s initials on Florida plates twice and a cross marker on the side of the highway and I felt like my Dad was saying take care of your mother for me and lead her to Christ.

Then after my first night in their home I had a dream of my Dad wanting me to help my Mom with the laundry. He was showing me how to do it and spilling the detergent on clean clothes. Anyone who knew my Dad, laughed to think that he would be attempting to do the laundry. But still I got the hint, take care of your mother.

After telling my Mom about the dream we proceeded to take our breakfast out on the lanai—and all of a sudden my dog started to bark at something by the screen door. It was a 6-inch fish (probably had fallen from a bird’s mouth) laying there. The part that made me think that my Dad was actually in heaven was that my parents had a large Christian plaque at the front door that said:

Matthew 4:19

“And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.”

Immediately, I recollected sharing the gospel with my Dad over the phone right before he died and thought that this fish was a sign to tell me he believed and was in heaven. This gave me some peace because I have a great burden for lost souls, not wanting any to perish. You probably know that if you’ve read any of my blogs. But all of this was beginning to haunt me and I questioned if it’s even possible for a Saved person to contact us from the dead. The Bible doesn’t give any references to it other than Saul calling up Samuel from the grave.

But throughout our stay, Jeff and I felt like my Dad was trying to communicate with us. We saw street signs that said Mark Lane. We had our car breakdown and the Lift driver, the Tow Truck guy, and the Car Serviceman at Toyota all were named Mark! It was uncanny. Finally, the last I heard from my Dad was hearing his voice say “Goodbye” on the morning he was cremated. I didn’t feel his presence at the funeral at the Catholic Church my Mom attends four days later nor any time after. But this is all happening to me behind-the-scenes. What was happening in the house with my sister and brother was where I need to get to explain the real trauma inflicted on Jeff and me.

The moment my sister and brother got there—things got rocky. My Mom told me it’s best to just ignore each other and that they’ll be civil (apparently my sister convinced my brother to not forgive me). But that didn’t work and my sister proceeded to ostracize me and demand that I leave the house. My brother concurred. Jeff thought it best that we stay and I agreed. But I locked the bedroom door, lol. No seriously, the hatred emitted from them was scary. Sadly, we found out that the main problem was that my Dad had left me a little money in his will and my siblings didn’t want me to have it.

All in all, we did just ignore each other and it would have worked if my brother didn’t turn to the bottle/hard liquor (he’s an alcoholic and was drinking wine initially to manage his addiction) the day before the funeral. I say it was working out but not really, Jeff and I were not invited to do anything to prepare for the funeral and my Mom was kept away from us for most of the week. Every time we attempted to be with her, my siblings interfered. It was awkward and inhospitable to say the least! But we were forced to eat dinner with them. No wonder I have had food addiction problems my whole life. We hate you but here, have some food. So Italian.

And there we were sitting at dinner together and seemingly getting along on this day, oddly. When a discussion began about heaven and hell. Of course, I said the “wrong” thing and tried to share the gospel with them. My brother and sister went nuts and demanded that I basically leave the house. The day before my Dad’s funeral. Not gonna happen. My brother goes to sleep off his drunkenness. And I retreat to my bedroom to recuperate from this latest attack. My sister proceeds to enter my room and demand that I leave right after the funeral. She says I’m not wanted there by my Mom and that I can not stay to take care of her. I tried to ignore her and she eventually left the room. All along my husband was shocked that they were so childish. I suppose that’s the best we can expect from lost people who are brought up in a dysfunctional family.

The next day, my poor Mom asked that I not stay as planned. She said the whole thing (having the three kids under one roof arguing) has been too stressful and that she’d rather be alone. My brother and sister were both leaving and she thought it best that I go home too. I sadly said okay.

Originally, I thought that my Dad had wanted me to stay and take care of my Mom, but I began to think that Satan’s demons were involved in all this mess. Even the part where I thought my Dad was communicating with me. The worst part of all this is that I shared the gospel with my Mom and she was initially receptive before my siblings arrived and by the end of it all—she made me promise that I would stop trying to convert her. If you’re not sure what that means. It’s a Catholic thing, fear of the gospel I guess. You’d think that we both believe in Jesus but Catholics mainly believe that you have to have good works to be Saved (ie. The Ten Commandments). Please pray for her, her name is Joy.

Even though it was the funeral from hell, my husband and I grew closer and we managed to find a few moments of peaceful bliss while at the beautiful Florida beaches. Plus, I got to speak with distant family and some of my Mom’s friends at the Celebration of Life and my siblings weren’t able to prevent the gift transfer. So we bought a little boat and conversion van for some recreational lake and camping fun. God is good and allowed things to work together for good. I don’t think reconciliation is possible with my siblings, not unless they decide to repent and believe in Jesus. But I survived and hopefully someone got Saved from gospel tracts I left behind. Did I mention my sister is very sick with Covid? The Lord is fighting my battles. I hope her struggle will get her Saved, last she said at that awful dinner was that she’s an atheist. Maybe God is drawing her to Him as we speak. I can only pray that she will repent and believe that Jesus is THE SON OF GOD.

As I wrote in my book, How To Have A Peaceful Life With ADHD, in the chapter about How To Have Better Relationships—God’s Solution: Ephesians 4:32 – And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.

It’s all about forgiveness. Relationships can pose a great challenge for those of us with ADHD but it is possible to have healthier relationships. I wish that I had been more like Jesus when my brother and sister came at me that day in a rage. But I chose to fight back in fear, saying cruel things also. A Pastor I know said candidly that wherever people are that there will be problems. I will strive to understand this and accept the struggles in my life with my siblings and their unforgiveness. And not let it discourage me from continuing to love people whether they feel the same about me or not.

Proverbs Chapter 25

21 If thine enemy be hungry, give him bread to eat; and if he be thirsty, give him water to drink:

22 For thou shalt heap coals of fire upon his head, and the LORD shall reward thee.

Thanks for hanging in there with me, during this sad recount of family drama. If you want to read my book to learn more ways to live a more peaceful life with God’s solutions, please go to the link below:

Give Peace A Chance

When asked are you afraid of all the chaos in the World lately? I think yes, it’s nerve-racking to stay calm amidst the storm. But stressful events like plagues, wars, and rumors of wars were prophesized in the Bible. Realistically speaking, is it even possible to have world peace? Not until Jesus comes back. However, we can have the peace that passes understanding. Philippians 4:7

Matthew 24:6

“And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.”

And plagues are nothing for my Savior. I have witnessed numerous miracles from prayers that myself and others pray for the sick and have watched Jesus heal them during all this. Even my eighty year old pastor recovered from death’s door after hundreds of people prayed ceaselessly for weeks. I get sad if I hear of someone who is sick that dies—knowing that if only we had gotten the opportunity to pray for them, maybe they would have survived. Reading about the woman who touched the hem of Jesus’ garment inspired me during my illness. God is good and wants us to call out to him in our suffering and pain.

Matthew 9:20-21

20 And, behold, a woman, which was diseased with an issue of blood twelve years, came behind him, and touched the hem of his garment:

21 For she said within herself, If I may but touch his garment, I shall be whole.

I made two t-shirts that express my sense of security through these times of trouble. JESUS HAS MY BACK and THE LORD IS MY VACCINE. And it truly is my faith that has gotten me this far without a nervous breakdown. Having ADHD makes me extra vulnerable to getting anxious and depressed but when it comes to this kind of stress—world instability—I’m confident in this one thing: THE RAPTURE.

1 Thessalonians 4:17

“Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.”

Sure, we may go through some persecution and yes, that can be a scary thought, to say the least. I watched a true story last night about the Holocaust called Escape from Sobibor. A very sad story about an infamous Nazi death camp, but remarkable that 300 escaped safely! We must always remember our history. Some want to cancel culture, due to snowflake syndrome, but that would be a big mistake. The only way to not repeat horrible historical events like this one is to be aware of the evil that man is capable of. One of the reasons among many (like 99% survival rate, unsafe, not tested properly) that I don’t want to take the experimental Covid vaccine is because of The Tuskegee Study and the Nuremberg Code.

These are good reasons to question “the science”. Those poor black men were tortured for science. And the people that were experimented on by Josef Mengele during WWII were many innocent children. History contains numerous stories such as these and it’s tragic how many people get hurt and abused in this world. But I guess it should be expected since the prince of this world is Satan and he is the temporary ruler here. Jesus said:

John 14:30

“Hereafter I will not talk much with you: for the prince of this world cometh, and hath nothing in me.”

However, here’s the good news for every Believer in Christ…

1 John 5:4

“For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.”

We are overcomers when we put our faith in Jesus Christ as our Saviour. Even though darkness is our present reality in this world with blood thirsty leaders and endless wars—the battle between good and evil has an expiration date—and from the signs of the times, I’d say we’re getting pretty close. In truth, Jesus conquered the world and defeated Satan two thousand years ago at the finished work of the cross. Some think that Jesus’ death was a tragic mistake but it actually was a rescue mission, he had to die for the sins of the world. Otherwise, we cannot escape our fate. John 3:18

John 16:33

“These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.”

The Devil’s time is short and his destination to the pit is guaranteed, when our LORD returns with the final battle of Armageddon.

Revelation 16

13″And I saw three unclean spirits like frogs come out of the mouth of the dragon, and out of the mouth of the beast, and out of the mouth of the false prophet. 14For they are the spirits of devils, working miracles, which go forth unto the kings of the earth and of the whole world, to gather them to the battle of that great day of God Almighty. 15Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is he that watcheth, and keepeth his garments, lest he walk naked, and they see his shame. 16And he gathered them together into a place called in the Hebrew tongue Armageddon. 17And the seventh angel poured out his vial into the air; and there came a great voice out of the temple of heaven, from the throne, saying, It is done. 18And there were voices, and thunders, and lightnings; and there was a great earthquake, such as was not since men were upon the earth, so mighty an earthquake, and so great. 19And the great city was divided into three parts, and the cities of the nations fell: and great Babylon came in remembrance before God, to give unto her the cup of the wine of the fierceness of his wrath.”

Yes, the world is filled with pain and suffering because it is full of sin. That doesn’t have to stop us from being peaceful and giving peace to others through our loving actions. The Bible instructs us to love our neighbor and do good—even to those who intend to harm us. The Sicilian blood in me has a little problem with loving those that persecute others but they really are the sorry ones. They live their lives with so much hate and if they don’t get a payment for their sins before they die—they are doomed. So we should pity those whose return address says: HELL. Plus, God said that vengeance is His to repay. And I feel very sad for those that will endure that kind of suffering. Romans 12:19

John Lennon may have naively thought that his peace protest back in 1975 was possible to stop that war and yes we should continue to promote peace but war and violence started all the way back when Cain murdered his brother Abel. And we need to pray for the people in the Ukraine and Russia and anywhere else that are suffering because of violence. We need to ask for God’s protection in the midst of potentially WWIII starting. And keep looking up if you’re a Christian—for our redemption is near! Luke 21:28

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