I’m Getting Ready To FLY!

With the exception of a few reblogs, I haven’t posted anything here in quite awhile. We’ve had a lot going on for the past couple of months, including two surgeries with biopsies. Although I have been feeling great emotionally, thanks to the 25 or so neurofeedback treatments that I’ve had since February, physically I have been feeling like death warmed over. I thought for sure that at least one of my two biopsies would be cancerous. (I had a type of uterine cancer almost 40 years ago, and with the horrible way I was feeling, I believed that it must have come back.)

But according to the pathology reports, I do NOT have cancer. YAY!!!!  What I had, on the first biopsy that was done near the end of May, was an area of inflammation. On the second biopsy that I had a little over two weeks ago, the surgeon removed a cyst. The pathology report said that the cyst was benign. According to the surgeon’s interpretation of that report, my body was actually having an autoimmune reaction to the cyst. So — no wonder I felt so awful! Every day since that cyst was removed, I have been feeling better and better.

Right now, I’m getting ready to leave for the airport. I will be flying to Washington State, where I plan to spend 5 days with my daughter, who is on break from her psychology studies at Whitworth University, and with her daughter, my oldest grandchild, who is on break from her social anthropology classes at Harvard. I’m so excited!!! But I am a bit nervous, too, it’s been a long time since I’ve been on an airplane.

I won’t be taking my computer, because I want to give all of my time and attention to my girls. Which means you won’t be seeing my comments or posts on WordPress, until after August 4.

Thank you for stopping by. If you would, please say a prayer for safe travels for my granddaughter, her fiancee, and this old great grandma. ❤ ❤ ❤

“Dear Women’s Ministry, Stop Calling Me the B-Word”

I LOVE this post, and the truly wonderful article that inspired it.

Here is my favorite paragraph from insanitybyte’s post:

“Whose you are is of such vital importance. Go into battle and tell the enemy, “I’m strong, I’m brave, I’m beautiful,” and he will promptly steal all three and spit out the bones.  But tell him Whose you are, tell him, you mess with me, you mess with my Father, and it’s a whole different ball game. Trust in the Lord with all you heart and do as the angel Michael did in Jude 9, the Lord rebuke you, and it’s a real game changer.” — Yes!!

Here are more great words from the linked article, written by Phylicia Masonheimer:

“Women wonder if we’re enough. Looking at the titles of the books we read, I deduce we’re entangled with insecurity, fear, and identity crises. We’re in this constant state of “struggle” with very little victory, never really living as “conquerors in Christ” (Rom. 8:37). These are real spiritual issues, but you know what? I’ve yet to see one woman set free from insecurity by being told – however repetitively – that she is beautiful. It doesn’t work, and it’s not the answer.”

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See, there's this thing called biology...

Now here’s an interesting article that’s right up my alley, “Dear Women’s Ministry, Stop Calling Me the B-Word” link here

The B word here is “beautiful.” I have some mixed feelings about this article and I think perhaps she does, too. There’s a hesitation in her writing, the way she clarifies, “Again, it’s not a bad message. But it’s theologically deficient….”

barbiesIt’s not a bad message. So many women are truly beaten down by life, by expectations, by the entire beauty industry, that we actually do need to hear there’s another kind of beauty, beauty in Jesus Christ, and that a big part of who we are as women involves bringing some beauty into the world. We are beautiful. I don’t want to see that truth completely squashed because on the other side of the culture, women are being pressed to reject all femininity outright, as if there is…

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