tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55458007965931292642024-02-20T02:30:42.706-07:00Shellye's Smile Words~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.comBlogger114125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-82566560099864795432014-04-21T11:20:00.003-07:002014-04-21T11:20:57.368-07:00Don't worry about yesterday... <img alt="(2) kushandwizdom | Tumblr" class="pinImage" src="http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/59/63/cf/5963cf547430e91517c08a9c421a91a8.jpg" style="height: 750px; margin: 0 auto; padding: 40px 0px; width: 500px;" />~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-43172714435724824662014-04-14T11:36:00.002-07:002014-04-14T11:36:47.169-07:00Love... <img alt="Christ gave His life for us while we were yet sinners. His love knows no bounds! If His love for us is so great, should we not be willing to..." class="pinImage" src="http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/33/2a/23/332a23b12bad43720975c250528fce1f.jpg" style="height: 627px; margin: 0 auto; padding: 40px 0px; width: 400px;" /><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c;">That your voice is so small compared to others?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0c343d;">If God dwells within you, then you are a big voice in a corrupted world...trying to filter through the violence and destructive spirit of today! </span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c;">God has all power and when he resides in you, he has given you that same power...so often we forget. We feel we are small, but the God I serve is greater than any circumstance, any need, any trial, and any enemy!!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c;">If you are the only person living for God in your family, on your job, in your school, in your housing district or community...than you are the voice they need to hear!! </span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Unless we raise our voices loud, and proud and let it pour out of us. </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #0c343d;">Be the voice!!</span><span style="color: #134f5c;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Fixedsys; font-size: large; line-height: normal;">Am I getting enough of the "Son" or am I to busy lounging in the around, getting burns, cancers and splotches that scare and infect me for life? Or do I sit in the darkness...wilting?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Depending on what I am taking in, will affect what I am producing. If I am living a Godly life...then my actions, and re-actions will show that God resides within me. </span></div>
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<strong>I am so glad that God is always faithful.</strong> <br />
It makes it even better, when I am faithful to Him. When we have daily communication, then strength, comfort, encouragement surrounds us....these wonderful gifts come from being faithfull. Faithful in prayer, church attendance, and giving in tithe and offering. <br />
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Sometimes we tend to be faithful because we need a favour from God, and after He answers, we go back to our daily life....without Him. Faithfulness needs to be constant, as His will always be.<br />
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<strong>Lamentations 3:22-24 </strong> <sup><strong>22</strong></sup> Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassion's never fail.<sup><strong>23</strong></sup> They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.<sup><strong>24</strong></sup> I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him."<br />
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<strong>Psalm 36:5-6 </strong> <b><sup>5</sup></b> Your love, O LORD, reaches to the heavens, your faithfulness to the skies.<b><sup>6</sup></b> Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains, your justice like the great deep. O LORD, you preserve both man and beast.<br />
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<strong>Psalm 100:4-5 </strong> <b><sup>4</sup></b> Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name.<b><sup>5</sup></b> For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.<br />
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~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-2852731949790856972012-11-05T08:55:00.000-07:002012-11-15T10:52:46.064-07:00Desperation...<span id="hotword"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;"><span style="color: #073763;"><span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">Webster defines Desperation as this: the</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">state</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">of</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">being</span> </span><a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/desperate" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;">desperate</a> <span id="hotword"> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">or</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">of</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">having</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">the</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">recklessness</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">of</span> </span><a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/despair" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;">despair</a><span id="hotword">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Have you ever lost your child in a crowd of people? </span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">That overwhelming feeling the comes over you!You call out their name, you ask others around you frantically if they have seen your child. You begin to describe to others what he or she looks like, and what they are wearing! You plead to those around you to help you find your lost child!! You stop at nothing until they are found!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">If we would only worship with desperation...what could truly happen?</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">If only we can be so desperate for our salvation and walk with God!! </span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">Desperate to read His Word! Desperate to see lost souls saved! </span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">Desperate to believe He is a Healer....Deliverer....Comforter....Provider....Saviour!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Have you ever found yourself wanting to be better, a better wife, mom, friend....just a better person in general? There's days I wake feeling I could be...but then procrastination takes over! It's hard work going above and beyond what your norm is. I have found that I can't do it without our great creator....many have tried, and some "appear" to have succeeded. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">God is the only one who can raise you to a higher standard! Prayer and fasting is the answer.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">Without communication from Him we are nothing...nothing pure and holy. Having a scheduled prayer life takes time. To some, that is hard work...dedication doesn't come easy unless you are passionate toward the cause. It is my desire to become someone better...fit for the King!</span><br />
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~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-54085565084611107162012-10-18T14:37:00.002-07:002012-10-18T14:37:54.764-07:00My Healer...<br />
For the last two years I have been suffering from the horrific symptoms of Fibromyalgia. I was diagnosed December 2010 after struggling to make sense of the pain I was feeling for months. Along with this I was also told I had a bleeding ulcer....hmmm. The doctor quickly asked what type of stress I was under. "Well, where should I start"? Although life had been good to me...I had stress.<br />
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The doc helped me create a timeline of the past two years...ouch! I didn't realize all of that was weighing on my shoulders. I have been carrying this baggage around instead of placing it at the feet of Jesus. Silly me, raised in church, I should know what to do with my worries!! So many times, we feel they are our stresses, and that they "belong" to us...if only we can learn to place them at His feet before they become a heaping pile we can no longer control!<br />
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For the last year I have been running a steady low-grade fever. The doctor "guessed" that it had something to do with my Fibro., they couldn't find any other reason why. I had decided then, and there, I wasn't going to mess with docs anymore...I know the Great Physician, my Healer! I was fed up with my doctors not having any answers. I felt they didn't try hard enough. I knew He wouldn't let me down. "Okay Lord, here I am putting all my trust in you once again"!<br />
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So, I decided instead of taking medications the doctor had prescribed, I began to do research on Homeopathy. I began to take and use herbs, and vitamins that boost my immunity, help with pain, and that would relax me. I noticed a difference within weeks. I felt better, but not back to normal. I was still running that annoying fever...not knowing when it would go away. <br />
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Depression began kicking in...although I didn't see the signs at first. It was beginning to cripple me, I felt other sickness come on as time passed. Avoiding it never made it better, only worse....believe me I tried. I would have parties, bake, have kids sleepovers, arrange trips, but nothing was getting me out of this deep slump I was in. <br />
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I woke up one morning...it wasn't going to be good, I could already tell. I was at my very lowest. I couldn't stop crying, I had confided in my kids, whom where home with me at the time...I needed prayer. Our assistant minister came by to pray with me. I was glad, he is very uplifting. <br />
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I went to church the following evening hoping to feel better. When it was prayer time, I went up to be prayed for. I was glad the assistant minister encouraged the church to surround me, laying hands on me while we prayed. I had felt the Power of God many times...but this time I felt something even more than ever before. All of a sudden I felt my fever began to leave my body...literally from my toes, moving upward, traveling to my torso, to my shoulders, and to my head until it was completely gone!! I began to praise God and shout...it was the relief I had been waiting for! <br />
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While I was still enjoying the moment, I reached over to hug my aunt. She had felt me every service..."Girl, you're still running that fever"? She would ask. She could feel the warmth from my body each time. But this time was different...when we hugged, she began to shout..."Girl, you're as cool as a cucumber"! My fever was gone...gone. That was just five weeks ago!! i haven't had fever since, and I know God did more for me than heal the fever...he took my depression away!! i have felt like a new person!! I have since went back to work...feeling glorious! God is good...I am forever grateful he is My Healer!!<br />
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~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-65466603190930082152012-10-16T10:10:00.001-07:002012-10-16T10:10:34.168-07:00God is Good...<br />
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Honking the horn like a crazy lady...yep, that was me, as I pulled my car into the driveway of my parents home. I felt light as a feather as I ran up the steps to their front door. They had been babysitting Ashley while I had been at the doctors office for my check-up. I couldn't contain my joy as I began to tell them of the miracle that just occurred in my life! Relief flooded their faces...and thankfulness filled their hearts. <br />
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I couldn't wait to tell my husband...the clock was ticking so slow! Three more hours and he will be home. This information was to precious to tell over the phone, I wanted to see his face, and experience his warm smile as I shared the good news. Finally home, I meet him outside, as we embraced, we were so happy, God is good, He was my healer.<br />
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Several weeks later I went to my next check-up feeling rather spunky. The doctor wanted to make for sure nothing had come back...I was positive my God had completely healed my body, I had no second guesses. She had informed me, everything looked good. She felt confident enough for me not to have any further treatment concerning the cancer. I asked her about having more children, her reply was "We'll take it one step at a time". She encouraged me to wait a couple months, "Giving your body a break to rest would be good". I was just excited that she felt there was a possibility I could have another baby. As I left the clinic, I caught myself smiling....real wide.<br />
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Months later...I woke up feeling very sick, I knew this type of sick. I only felt this way when I was pregnant. During the first trimester of my pregnancies, in the mornings, I couldn't hardly keep anything down, I was forever vomiting. Sure enough, I felt a little anxious as the home pregnancy test stick showed a positive sign in the window. My mind was very busy, I hope I had given my body enough time to recuperate.<br />
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Once again I found myself in the lobby of the doctors office...I should have stock in this place, I thought, I'm here so often, between Ashley's baby check-ups and my episodes.<br />
My doctor sounded happy to see me. Checking me over, she informed me, because of my past history, I would have to have appointments every two weeks and an early sonogram scheduled. I was good with that, actually very pleased, I figured If anything begins to go wrong, maybe they can catch it.<br />
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Hearing a baby's heartbeat while it's still in the womb, is rather amazing. What a miracle, I can't quit explain the feeling. I went home with good news, baby and momma healthy and happy. Just being a couple weeks into my pregnancy, we couldn't really tell how my body was going to react. I was hoping that the third would be a charm.<br />
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It didn't take to long to find out this wasn't going to be a cake walk. Bleeding and cramping, I walked into the emergency room, it was the weekend, and I was scared once again. The E.R. doctor completed a check-up and another sonogram. He said the baby looked fine, but that I needed to start bed rest right away to help my body out. I was all for that, whatever I needed to do. He sent me home, releasing me from my household chores. <br />
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In the following weeks I began to bleed heavier, I was worried. I was scheduled for my third sonogram in a matter of four weeks. I really tried to go in hopeful...but I guess my past haunted me. As I lay on the table prepared for any kind of news, my heart began to ache. I have become really good at reading doctor's faces. I already knew, before he even began to speak. "Save your breath", I wanted to say! As the tears began to well up in my eyes, he kindly took my hand in his. He spoke softly, "Is there anything I can do"? "No", I said, "Only God can soothe my broken heart".<br />
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I went home in great disappointment...again! Boy, was this getting old fast. As Frank heard my complaints over loosing two precious babies that I would never get to hold, kiss and cuddle with, he tried to help me make sense of it. "We can try again" he said. My attitude was ripe, it stunk to high heavens, "Really, try again, I keep loosing innocent little ones and putting my body through stress, and you want me to try again"!? I'm glad he ignored my anger, or it could have turned into a hairy situation. I'm glad he understood I was hurting, and that it was just words. He's a good guy like that.<br />
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Back to the doctor....again! This time Frank went with me. The doctor gave me the same advice as before. "Give your body rest, and then try again". She reminded me about the procedure she had done before, and that it had been so successful...having Ashley. Frank winked at me as I rolled my eyes. He felt smart, since he had mentioned the very same thing to me prior to my appointment.<br />
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When I was done being angry, I turned to the only person who could truly help me with my feelings....God. I had prayed many times before, I was wondering if He was tired of hearing me complain. I know I didn't react well to my current situations, and in doing so, I wasn't giving Him any glory. Too many times I had to go to Him and apologize for my actions...I'm glad he never gave up on me.<br />
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Prior to my next visit, I had prayed again. "Lord, I'm placing all my trust in you, if this doesn't work, I'm not going to be mad or broken hearted, I know it is Your will, just give me the strength to get through the pain". After the doctor tilted my uterus, I went home to be bed rest once again...I'm going to look at it as another adventure, molding and making me who I am one step at a time, I thought. <br />
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Ten months later, after a wonderful pregnancy, with few scares, I had this gorgeous baby boy in my arms...weighing in at 7 lbs., 9 oz. His sweet little face, needing me, I'm glad that this joy out-weighed the pain I had been through so many times before. <br />
Not only did the Lord bless me once, or twice, but three times. Twenty three months later, I was blessed with a second son. He was the smallest of all my children, 5lbs., 4 oz. He looked so tiny in his daddies arms. I am grateful for my miracles...they truly are. It took a lot to get them here safe and sound. I know I would do it all over again...even though it hurt. God was by my side every step of the way. I thank Him for blessing me with three wonderful babies, they have grown to be some awesome teenagers. <br />
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Days spent at the clinic: 79 <br />
Days spent in the hospital: 26<br />
Days spent on bed rest: 887<br />
3 Beautiful babies: Priceless!!<br />
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<br />~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-36985906578420300952012-10-04T14:57:00.002-07:002012-10-04T14:57:58.082-07:00My Miracle...part 2!<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>This story is continued from yesterday and has some graphic content. This is just some of my testimony...I hope it doesn't offend.</strong></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: #073763;">As I stood holding my bundle of joy...happiness swept over me, filling every part of my heart.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">All the sadness and pain that had reigned over my emotions were gone...vanished, just a memory!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Life goes on, sometimes faster than we would hope. Each day I had something more to look forward to. I was happy. My life was busy, full of tea parties, playing barbies and pretending with my pretty little princess. In our daily routine of things, Ashley and I would walk to the mailbox for exercise. Upon going to the dr. for my scheduled yearly visit, I had received a post card in the mail telling the results of my check-up. My eyes quickly scanned the card...stopping suddenly at the section that read " Results Abnormal". I had abnormal results before and It was always nothing, but this time it felt different. I quickly called my dr's. office to make an appointment to meet with my physician to talk about the information.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">My dr's advise was to have another exam, so they can rule out any complications. So I did. My results on the second attempt were the same. I began to worry once more, wondering what will be the end result! During my third exam, the dr. decided to take a biopsy. I was very nervous, it seemed the days crept by, filled with worry. Waiting is such a hard game! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">A week and a half later I received a phone call from my doctor. My parents were visiting at the time, we were outside picking up pecans from our trees, when I heard the phone ring. All the worries turned into reality when she said those dreadful words....Cancer, Cervical Cancer! I'm not sure if I even heard anything else she said. I felt like I was in a Charlie Brown cartoon and I was hearing the voice of his teacher speak, instead of the doctor. After I hung up the phone, I made my way outside to tell the horrible news. I'm not sure how...my head was spinning, I became very dizzy and nauseated. Tears began to flow as my husband and family began to console me. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">My emotions went from sadness to anger over the following days...Cancer...Really!? "We can get through this", my husband said. Looking into his eyes, he was my best friend, he had been for years. I knew he would help me through this, he was the one always positive...his glass is always half full, when mine tends to be empty all too often. At the time, neither of us where strong in faith. I had stopped going to church a few years prior. I thought I knew what was best for me, come to find out, years later...fast-forward to today...God is the best thing that has <u><strong>EVER</strong></u> happened to me!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">My husband went with me to my next few appointments. Each time, holding hands tightly till perspiration had formed. I was a nervous wreck, he was rock solid...my rock. I couldn't hardly look at him without crying. The doctor had announced to us during one of our visits, that having more children may not be possible for us...as I cried, he sweetly kissed my tears. At that moment I knew God had placed him in my life, He knew exactly what I needed....a strong, encouraging friend! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">I was willing to try any idea the doctor had. So, I was scheduled for surgery that following week. With my husband by my side, I went in positive, ready for surgery. During the procedure the doctor removed five cancerous areas the size of quarters from my cervix. As I lay in my bed recuperating , I began thinking about the love of God, and how he took the 40 lashes for my healing. I knew He was tugging at my heart, I knew I needed to be in church when Sunday rolled around.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Walking into church felt so good, His presence was as sweet as I had remembered. It had been awhile since I had communicated with Him. As the preacher began his sermon, it felt as if he was talking directly to me. I wanted him to hurry with his preaching so I could run down to the altar. There was so much I wanted to ask God to forgive me for. When altar call came...I was the first one there, I was on a mission...my salvation! It felt so refreshing as the church family gathered around me to pray, my hands raised high, warm tears began to flow down my cheeks, as God spoke to my heart. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">It had been a week since my surgery. As I stepped into the doctors office the following day for my check-up, I was a different person. God had renewed my confidence, my joy, my life. I was happy once again. With my head held high, and an extra large smile on my face, I took a seat in the waiting room. The doctor noticed I was bubbly, more than normal, so I filled her in on my Sunday experience. She didn't want to put a damper on things, but had to check for bleeding. As her little procedure went underway, she was quiet...that always makes me nervous. She paused for a minute, and asked me to exscuse her, as she left the room. When she came back she had her assistant with her. They both put on gloves and began to quietly talk...Ok, now I was really nervous. "Lord, only you know how much I can handle", I begin to pray. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">The doctor stood up and announced to me that the surgical area would normally be swollen, and red, maybe a hint of bleeding, but shouldn't be too much. "Okay", I answered slowly in a nervous tone. She could see the panic flush over my face, she had witnessed it several times before. I wasn't forsure where this was going, so I asked, "Well, what does mine look like"? Her response was rather quick, "I don't know"! "What do you mean, you don't know"? was my reply. </span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">She stood there lost, just for a moment, then said "There's nothing there, no scarring, or no blood!, "I can't even tell where I did surgery last week, it has disappeared"! "What a miracle", I said!! I flew off that table hugging both women, I began to cry, and they followed suit. I was overcome with love from my creator. I couldn't wait to get home and share the news. God is Good!!</span><br />
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~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-213637107455572832012-10-03T11:59:00.000-07:002012-10-03T16:22:30.770-07:00My Miracle...One Of The Many Performed In My Life!<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #073763;">My health has always been poor. While growing up, I can remember being sick often...more than any of my friends and family. It really stunk...I missed out on activities because of having a low immune system. In my youth I can remember being prayed for, over and over again...wanting healing and strength from it all. I have suffered a great and wide variety of sickness through-out life. Through it all...I have a God, He loves me and makes me stronger with each and every situation. I continue to give Him the Glory as he continues to give me laughter!! He seems to fill my life with laughter...and for this I am truly thankful.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Complications with my productive organs came too early for me. I was rushed to the ER when I was 17, I was in a tremendous amount of pain. My parents and I were told this was normal for the small amount of women who suffered, and that hopefully I would grow out of it. Each month I continued to suffer as my fallopian tube would twist back and forth during ovulation causing great pain. It seemed none of my friends suffered the same...thus my story begins of feeling alone and misunderstood. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">I was Innocent to believe other complications wouldn't follow. When I was 20, I found out I was pregnant with my first child. I was elated! At my first appointment everything seemed to be in order...and then. I get so frustrated at the "and thens"! I began to have severe complications. I was ordered bed rest by my doctor, and was scheduled for an early sonogram. The sonogram went well, I couldn't believe my eyes...this beautiful miracle inside me...my amazing little boy, sucking his thumb! I was overcome with love and joy. I went home to continue bed rest, but felt "hope" about having to lay still. I had an important job to do and I wanted to do it well. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Upon my next appointment, which was scheduled every two weeks because of my complications, I began relating information to my doctor about how I was feeling...her face began to change from a smile to a question, I became worried! She scheduled me for another sonogram...I went later that day, only to find that I was loosing my child! My body was working against me. I was angry, and stressed. There was nothing the dr. nor I could do to save my son. I was devastated! I knew this situation was up to God. So I prayed, "Give me the strength Lord".</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Loosing someone is never easy. At 17 weeks, my fight was over, "Anthony" would not know me or the world! I felt like such a failure. I was disappointed in myself and even questioned God in my anger..."Am I not good enough to be a mother"? I was confused, I wept! </span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">I had to have a simple surgery following his delivery...although with me nothing is simple, so I found. After it was all said and done, my family began to bring their condolences, sympathy, an love. I was in a daze, and truly lost. "Have you ever felt alone in a room filled with people?, That when they spoke...no words came out, just movement"? that's how I felt at that very moment.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">On my next appointment, to my horror the doctor urged me to get pregnant again right away. I was shocked, "Can you be serious", were my words to follow! My doctor was one of the best in our valley, I trusted her, so I did what any good patient would do. I continued to see the Dr. every month. She had informed me that when I was ready, she would help, she had a plan. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">So six months later I went in prepared. The dr. and her staff performed a little procedure on me, by tilting my uterus forward. She believed that by doing so, the baby would stay in the womb longer. I was a little apprehensive, but I knew God was by my side. I went in for my follow-up two weeks later and found that I was expecting. I was happy, but fearful. I didn't want fear to ruin the moment or be a dark cloud over this pregnancy, so I had to think positive. Leaving it in God's hands.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;"> Although I was bed rest for the entire 10 months...it was a productive pregnancy. I read and learned a lot about my body and emotions. I was proud of myself. I didn't go stir crazy! The only time I was out of bed was for showers and dr's. appointments. This was a great accomplishment. On August 11, 1993, I became the proud mother of my first "born" child. I couldn't wait to hold her...she was truly my miracle. Her very existence changed my whole outlook on life! God had blessed me! My faith was strong.</span><br />
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<br />~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-43792060242627888142012-09-26T08:53:00.000-07:002012-09-26T08:53:48.697-07:00Inspiration...Comes in Many Forms.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What is Inspiration?</span> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Webster defines it...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">in·spi·ra·tion</span></h2>
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<span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;">There are different forms which inspiration may come...</span></span></div>
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<span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;">Reading a persons eulogy, biography, testimony, blog, or face book status!</span></span></div>
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<span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;">Other times it comes from witnessing or being apart of a miracle. </span></span></div>
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<span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;">Divine inspiration comes directly from God...supernatural.</span></span></div>
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<span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;">However you receive inspiration is up to you. You may utilize all forms, or just one or two. </span></span></div>
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<span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;">The more ways you find to be inspired, the wiser you can become against attacks of the Devil and his little minions that enjoy throwing a monkey wrench into our daily life. </span></span></div>
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<span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"><span style="color: #073763;"> I have realized that reading how others cope or deal with life's struggles, helps me see mine in a different light. It makes me a little stronger to know that there is HOPE & PEACE...I'm not alone. Even in my darkest hour, in the midst of the storm...I know God will hold my hand and that he will see me through. </span></span></div>
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~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-2773238320001434192012-09-21T09:53:00.002-07:002012-09-21T09:53:57.232-07:00I Want It All Back...Devil, you can't have it!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #073763;">My victory, peace, love, joy, strength, and health!!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;">I find when I am busy helping others...that's when God steps in and begins to answer my own needs and wants. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;">It feels good to help others...I find an overabundance of joy in doing so. It lifts my spirit and takes my eyes off my own problems that I may be having at the time.</span></div>
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~Shellye~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04883255225824157406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545800796593129264.post-15810456585713860742012-09-17T08:59:00.000-07:002012-09-17T08:59:10.649-07:00I Want To Be Rewarded Someday<div>
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