On the Precipice…

…of a New Year.                                                

Are you prepared?

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Each of us will undoubtably have a “precipice moment” this year.

Standing at the brink of something you did not expect.

An event, an action, a word… will all of a sudden place you there…on the edge.

My children have oft heard me utter:

“You never know what you are going to wake up to.”

“Whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow.” (James 4:13)

How do you prepare for those moments?

Every hour. Of every day.

“A man reaps what he sows.” (Gal. 6:7)

What you do, and what you think, day after day, will determine your response at the precipice moment.

“So as a man thinketh in his heart, so he is.” (Pro. 23:7)

“Life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% of how you react to it.”

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What are you thinking on these days?

“Finally brethren, whatever things are pure, lovely, true, praise worthy…think on these things.” (Philippians 4:4)

What are you reading?

What are you listening too?

What are you looking at?

What are you engaging in?

Is it growing you in… Love? Joy? Peace? Patience? Kindness, Goodness….

“The fruit of the spirit is Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness and Self Control.” (Gal. 5: 22-23)

What are you trusting in? 

“I have trusted in your loving kindness.” (Psalm 13:5)

Is it true?

“Thy word is truth.” (John 17:17)

Can it really sustain you?

“Surely God is my help; the Lord is the one who sustains me. “(Psalm 54:4)

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Will it get you to the other side?

“I sought the Lord and he delivered me from all my fears.” (Psalm 43:4)

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 “For with God nothing shall be impossible.” (Luke 1:37)

“Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials,  knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance.  And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” (James 1:2-4)

May your year be blessed with trials that leave you perfect, complete and lacking nothing!

Shouting Keto Joy From the Roof Tops!

Tresa is the mom who called me at 11:30 one night and said “I don’t even know your name, but I know if you are a seizure mom, you are still up. Seizure mom’s know these things. 😉

She was interviewed today on Canada’s Country 105 for their Caring for Kids Radiothon and discusses her son’s, once, unstoppable seizures.

Please listen to her incredible story, be encouraged and pass it on – shouting it from the roof tops – just like she does – saving lives with the Keto message! 

http://www.childrenshospital.ab.ca/site/DocServer/Tresa.mp3?docID=2030here

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Let the Keto Joy continue!

Welcome to Holland

For anyone reading this who may be in a different place in life than where you expected to be, you might enjoy the following poem/essay.  It was written in 1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley, about having a child with a disability, yet its message applies to “multitudes.”

“Welcome to Holland” 

When you are going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation to Italy.  You buy a bunch of guide books and make all your wonderful plans: the Coliseum, Michelangelo’s David, the gondolas in Venice.  You may even learn some handy phrases in Italian.  It’s all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives.  You pack your bags and off you go.  Several hours later, the plane lands.  The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome to Holland.”

“Holland ?!?”  you say.  “What do you mean Holland?  I signed up for Italy!  I’m supposed to be in Italy.  All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy”

But there has been a change in the flight plan.  They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease.  It’s just a different place.

So you go out and buy new guide books.  And you learn a whole new language.  And you meet a whole group of people you would never have met.

It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy.  But after you’ve been there awhile and you catch your breath, you look around and begin to notice Holland has windmills- and Holland has tulips.  Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone one you know is busy coming and going from Italy…and they are all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there.  And for the rest of your life, you will say, “Yes, that’s where I was supposed to go.  That’s what I had planned.”

And the pain of that will never, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.

But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, and very lovely things about Holland.

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BLOOM WHERE YOU ARE PLANTED!

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