Heart Health Month

Eleven years ago I peddled a big bike with about thirty other people as a fundraiser for the Heart and Stroke Foundation. The previous year, my mother-in-law had taken action for her health and survived heart disease. Now, I peddled in her honor.  This is my heart truth, my heart story.

Together we are powerful. Let's unite and get to the heart of good health.

Heart disease is the number one killer of women in North America. More women than men will die from a first heart attack. More women will die from heart disease than cancer.

Why are the chances so high? The symptoms of heart disease in women are different from those in men and not as easily recognized. Prevention and early detection are key to survival. Therefore, it is important for women to educate themselves and become proactive in their own heart health.

“Taking good care of your heart means controlling your risk factors for heart disease, such as high blood pressure, high blood cholesterol, diabetes, smoking, physical inactivity, and being overweight. Having just one risk factor increases your risk of developing heart disease, and your risk skyrockets with each added risk factor.”  – National Heart, Lung and Blood Institute

In honor of American Heart Month, I have gathered some helpful resources to help you minimize the risk.

These are just a few of the many websites available on such an important topic, but they are a good place to start. The most important thing you can do right now for your heart health is to schedule a complete check-up with your physician and ask to have your cardiovascular health, including your cholesterol and blood pressure, checked.

We are a people of The Story. Jesus used stories to teach his followers. We share our stories to tell about Jesus. It is the story of Jesus that leads us to the Father. Heart disease does not have to be the end of your story. What will your next chapter be?

Write the next chapter of your heart story. Learn how to lower your heart disease risk.

Lifestyle Changes

Last month I wrote on a new diagnosis that my hubs had received.
On January 1st we started Whole30. Basically, Paleo on steroids.

I’ve done great….except for the cheating. I have been using ‘real’ creamer in my coffee, and we had a total bust weekend where we threw caution to the wind and ate what we wanted.

Hubs and I have done Body for Life. On their system you get a cheat day. Well. Let me tell you. My body was NOT HAPPY! My, ahem, plumbing specifically.

This Whole30 is going to be our new way of eating. Paleo actually. We may do Whole30 once in a while to reset if needed.

The positives outweigh the negatives. I’ve had more energy. I’ve had less bloating. I lost 8 pounds in a month with hardly any exercise. Think of how well I could have done if I had worked out too!

I am here to encourage you! You will NOT regret doing Whole30!

 

Getting Fit with @Peak313 #4x4Reset

Welcome! We’ve created a Special Series for you this month! We’ll
take 4 weeks and focus on 4 elements to ‘Reset’ our lives for Him.
We’re calling it ’4×4 Reset’. If you missed the introduction, you
can find more details here. Each post will feature a READ IT
(scripture verse), a SEE IT (motivation), & a DO IT (challenge/
call to action). Our 4×4 Reset Toolbox is available and has links
to all the posts and to our resources, including our Build a Firm
Foundation Printable tracking page. Be sure to subscribe to not
miss a day, & join us on Twitter & Instagram using our hashtag
#4x4Reset!

Getting Fit with @Peak313 #4x4Reset

Our next 4×4 post comes from my favorite fit blogger- Clare from peak313. She just started a fit challenge over at her blog (check it out) so she let me interview her here for this post!! 

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1. What’s your fave workout?

Um. Don’t you know better than to ask a fitness lover that? Anything incorporating weights and plyos! I also love pilates!

2. Whats your fave bible verse?

Man, another hard one! My life verse has always been John 14:27, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” However, in the past few years, 1 Thess 5:23, “May God himself, the God of peace, sanctify you through and through. May your whole spirit, soul and body be kept blameles at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.”

3. How does physical and spiritual wellness connect for you?

It connects in every way possible. first off, I believe that everything God has given us is just that–His. So the things like our finances, family, bodies, ministries etc, need to be stewarded in a way that is honoring to Him. So I need to assess my physical health in light of that, just as I do those other areas. I also feel that God has given us our physical lives to give us great teachable moments about our spiritual lives. I can’t tell you the lessons that I’ve learned on my journey with my physical health that has impacted my spiritual life. I think they go hand and hand. Also, I’m pretty sure there will be pilates in heaven…right?

4. Any sneak peeks to what is coming to your blog you’d like me to mention?

It’s not a sneak peek because I announced it on Monday, but I have a 5 week challenge called “Living and Active” that will be incorporating accountability in both exercising and verse memorization. I have been FLOORED at the interest in it and am excited to see how it meets everyone on their road to a better life! That will pretty much keep me busy here for a while and then we’ll see where God guides from there!!

Kristi back here! Thanks Clare for sharing with us!! 
It’s not too late to join in! Also- Clare has a ton of printables and work out videos- (her site is a gold mine!!!!).

And today’s challenge:

Read it: 

See it:

Click here to see Clare’s Criss-Cross Applesauce Workout on YouTube!

Do it: 



Clare lives with her husband and 2 children in Northeast Ohio. She has her bachelor’s degree in business management and left a promising career to be a stay-at-home mom to her children. She is a certified fitness instructor and teaches pilates and group fitness classes at her church and local university. Clare’s passion (outside of raising and nurturing her children and home) is motivating women of all ages and stages of life to live well physically, emotionally and spiritually. Visit her at Peak313!

How Long Will YOU Wait?

A wise, inspired friend wrote a book.  She has written several, actually.  But this one, I’m a Fixer-Upper, is tearing me apart with the promise of the Holy Spirit putting me back together. When people ask me — actually, to be honest, I am not waiting for them to ask– I tell them that “it is wrecking me, in the best way possible.”

You see, I have been in a holding pattern of sorts.  I have known that I a looooooong way to go still, but haven’t really known what to do to change.  This book is helping me.  One of the most incredible moments (that I have encountered so far) is when she asks the question “How long are you going to wait until you begin the changes necessary to be who you want to be?”

Convicting, right?  Right.

I read that and sat, numb, for a few minutes, and then I got my workout clothes on and got out there for a couch to 5K workout.  You see, after my youngest was born I completed the program and could confidently call myself a runner.  I was nearing some of the best fitness levels of my life.  And then (oh yes– here come the excuses.) I got plantar fasciitis. That got better.  Then we had the worst winter on record — more snow than I remembered having in a single winter in fifteen years.  And by the time spring rolled around I tried to get back into it, but it was just too much like starting over, and my pride couldn’t take it.

Yes, clearly wallowing in self-pity and doing nothing was the better choice, don’t you think?

Not anymore friends- not anymore.

I am taking back my life.  I refuse to let fear dictate whether or not I succeed at what I attempt.  Fear of the scale, fear of an asthma attack. Fear of shin splints.  Fear of gaining weight, fear of not losing weight, fear of losing weight and then gaining it all back again.  Fear of never fitting into trendy clothes, fear of never feeling comfortable in my own skin.  Fear of getting comfortable in this current skin. Fear of getting my health and fitness back, and then giving up down the road.  Fear of being in this exact place again.  (Believe me- – the list goes on. This is just the beginning. Can anyone relate?)

So, excuse me while I go and lace up my running shoes. I am going to conquer this battle.  One moment at a time.

Will you help me?  I need people on the sidelines cheering me on.  Urging me forward.  Manning my water stations, and recommending songs for my playlists.  I need people that will believe in me, especially when I start to waver in my belief in myself.  And most of all, I need people to remind me that I was not created to be a slug that lazes about on the couch in her living room.

Tough love is necessary sometimes, don’t you think?   So are you with me?   How long are you going to wait before you start making the changes you need to make?

 

We’re in this together.  DO NOT EVER FORGET THAT!   I forgot, and nearly ate my weight in ice cream. (Slight exaggeration.)  Let’s break the cycle.  God has a glorious purpose for each and every one of us, and the beauty of the journey is that He created us to need each other.  So lets embrace it!

 


LEARNING TO LET GO

Now that school is out and summer almost here, most of us look forward to taking a vacation… or just a much-needed rest.  Learning one way or another produces within, a passion for life in general.  Learning something new excites and rejuvenates.

I love learning about the WORD and figuring out what GOD is teaching me.  But what about when GOD is teaching you something you were not ready for, like saying goodbye?

As of this writing today, we just put our beloved yellow lab named Charlie down.  A week ago he was riddled with pain, and a rush to the vet gave us the answers.  My companion was suffering from a tumor and also lymphoma.  It was a shock because we had just been on a long walk together the day before and he was himself up until that vet visit.  Our veterinarian suggested putting him to sleep at that time, but my heart told me there was more time together.  I spent a sleepless night going over it all with GOD and HE said we had more days with our loyal friend.  Always with a pet, the “right time” is hard to know.  But after much prayer I was certain we were doing the right thing bringing him home for a short time.

And so, with pain medication in hand, the next day we brought Charlie home and he was eager to be there.   We did have some wonderful days together… much slower walks, much-needed hugs, and looking into each other’s eyes with love.  Some will say it’s just a dog, but those of us who have owned one, realize what GOD’S idea of unconditional love is… you see it in those sweet brown eyes! 

So with each day, I saw a little more slipping away… I of course tried to hold on tighter.  There were a few pain episodes, and one seizure.   I began to take walks by myself,  just to get used to the idea.  My hands felt so empty without a leash to hold.   I started to grieve with each passing day, and with the realization that my constant shadow of 11 years would soon be gone.

And so here I sit, without my friend at my feet and my heart aches.  The house is very quiet now.  Charlie’s unconditional love for me I will experience no more. 

But praise GOD, how wonderful HIS unconditional love is for us! 

I have HIS love, mercy, and grace every single day… it has gone before me and will continue after.  HIS love is unchanging and in this letting go, I am leaning in on my GOD with all I’ve  got… looking for HIM to heal my grief.

Letting go is hard, but I need to LET GOD.  I am certain in my heart that HIS unconditional love will be a salve on my wound… HIS word, a restorative pill so to speak that I need to take every single day.  If I let go, HE will catch me into HIS arms; HE will love me and guide me, and forever remain by my side, a side that is empty now without my beloved dog.

  I “see” Charlie out of the corner of my eye everywhere I turn, and I miss hearing his sweet nails on our wood floor when he would run to greet me.   My pain is gut wrenching at this time… and GOD says: “ let it all go, and I will heal you”.   I am learning, and leaning… one day at a time.

LAMENTATIONS 3:32 “ THOUGH HE BRINGS GRIEF, HE WILL SHOW COMPASSION, SO GREAT IS HIS UNFAILING LOVE.”

 

 

How Love and Goodness Triumph Over Evil

Rain pours down

for a second year

at the OKC Memorial Marathon.

It’s damp.

It’s cold.

It’s dreary.

But   life   is   all   about

PERSPECTIVE.

You choose.

Do you see the blessing or the curse?

I choose the blessings.

I choose to see how love and goodness

will always triumph over evil.

I am here.

I celebrate my strength.

I walk in the darkness before dawn

on hallowed ground, replaying the horror of

the day it happened in my mind.

I remember how the world stopped that day in April,

and people dropped everything to help, to pray, to donate.

I honor in silence the 168 who lost their lives here on April 19, 1995.

I look at their empty chairs on the memorial grounds.

I hear the moment of silence end with these words:

“We Run to Remember

because love and goodness will always triumph over evil,”

and I say a loud, “AMEN!”

I count my blessings.

I refuse to feel sorry for myself because of a little rain.

I hold myself accountable….

for optimism

and keeping the right perspective.

I count my blessings today

and through out my life.

Which do you choose?

Do you pay attention to

the blessings

or the curse?

 

Photo credit: Stephanie Lyness

 

Today is Count Me Accountable here at Must Love God….



When You Just Need ONE Thing….

“Oh, Lord, please don’t let me bleed again this month…”

My heart held up this plaintive cry heard only in the recesses of my soul.

After four years of no birth control, some doctor’s visits, possible prognoses, and A LOT of waiting in between, this monthly emotional cycle is no stranger to me.

But somehow, this month the pang and squeeze of my heart feels a little deeper, a little tighter than it has in a long while, and I find myself consciously remembering to take deep breaths lest the sorrow overtake me.

Four years of waiting to be pregnant, three years of unknown chronic illness, 2 years ago since I almost lost my parents in the Haitian earthquake, a year and a half since we stepped down after 10 years of full time ministry, 6 months since we decided to pursue foster care, 5 months after we put in an offer on a house….and in every circumstance…silence, SLAMMED closed doors, windows sealed shut, and when I look at the ugly realities, I can truly often wonder, “Where is God?”

Even Christian friends and acquaintances have looked at me with sorrow/pity/frustration, unsure of what words to encourage and to uplift that just might alleviate the hard place, or some say quick words meant as a healing balm, yet hit like salt in an already bleeding wound, and maybe worse yet, when you can see or hear the relief on their faces that they are not walking this road, “I can’t imagine what you are going through…”

Yet, I know that I too have been in each of those positions — unsure, quick to judge, filled with relief — so I hear the Lord reminding me…

“Grace first, Lindsey. Grace first…ALWAYS!!”

So I pray, “But Lord if I am not pregnant, please let it come because I do not want false hope…”

And come it does, hard and fast with painful reminders that this season has not yet passed. And on top of it all, my body succumbs to the ravishing of the dreaded flu , and I weep and thrash in fiery melancholy, “Father, when will it be enough? It is just too much…too much. Please give me some relief from this life of endless waiting and heartache.”

The lyrics of a familiar song press into my grief…

“Sometimes He calms the storm and other times, He calms His child….”

And then I hear it…His voice…even more familiar to me…

“I will not give you more than you can bear, child.
That is my promise to you.
Am I a man that I should lie?
I WILL NOT be slack concerning My promises to you.
Trust My heart.
Trust My heart.”

…….

Two weeks later, as we signed papers, took key in hand, and crossed the threshold of this house that is now OUR home {where I sit even now as I type *SQUEE*}, I find myself in awe, breathing deep the relief of sweet breakthrough.

I just needed ONE thing to work out…ONE thing to crash through the walls….ONE thing to remind my doubtful heart of His faithful promises.

I often feel like the man who threw himself at the feet of Jesus….“Lord, I believe!!! Help my unbelief!”

How about you?

May I place courage in your weary hands today?

May I help pull back the barriers, showing you the light shining on the pathway of hope for your circumstances?

May I challenge the space where death seems greater than life in your wounded soul?

May I, as a fellow, injured child-warrior,
squeeze your hand in your RIGHT NOW
and believe WITH you…
and even FOR you…
that He is faithful to complete the work,
to fulfill the promises,
to never abandon you NO MATTER WHAT?

How can I pray for you today in the midst of your storm, your rainy season?


And may I also ask you to pray for me?

In the process of packing and moving and cleaning and painting,
we did not check our mail for almost two weeks,
and a few days ago discovered a letter from our social worker,
ready to start our home study process
for approval as foster care & adoptive parents.
The letter was dated on the very same day that we signed for our house.
WAIT! Did you catch that?? THEVERYSAMEDAY
And while I want to cry and shout with amazement
at God’s perfect timing,
I AM TERRIFIED,
and I could surely use your prayers
and words of advice & encouragement
for what this next WILDLY unknown season is going to hold.
Thank you in advance for the heart squeezes!!

 

Running in the Rain

 

It’s raining. Not pouring, but raining enough to make it not much fun to be outside.

However, it’s also a run day. The 5k is less than 3 weeks away and I need to stick to my running schedule so that I’m ready. I really want to be able to run the entire race.

I have run in the rain before, and while I don’t particularly enjoy it, I have captured a couple of lessons because of the practice. I wanted to share just one of them today.

 

  1. The discipline is more important than feeling uncomfortable.

Does it feel good to be chilled with wet hair and clothes? Nope. Is it fun to have people look at you like you’re nuts to be out at all? Well, truthfully, that part is kind of fun. Is it enjoyable to blink raindrops away in order to see? I know, wear a hat. But I hate hats!

My point is that running in those conditions is not the optimum. But, those conditions are also temporary and are far outweighed by the benefits of exercise and a consistent running schedule.

As in running, so in life.

It doesn’t always feel comfortable to get out of bed in the dark and stumble to the coffee pot so I can be up and ready for time alone with the Lord. But the benefits outweigh those extra minutes of sleep.

It is not always fun to severely limit my computer time for the benefit of my home and family. But that discipline is more important, by far, than my temporary loss of connection with the online world.

It is uncomfortable to approach and befriend a person whom I don’t understand or relate well with, but who needs to see Jesus’ love lived out in me.

You get the idea.

Life Without Bread

Please don’t exit out of this message just yet…I promise…the title isn’t what you think!

This journey began January 10–a journey I took with a dear friend who has become one of my biggest encouragers, one of my biggest supporters and prayer warriors. This journey, this challenge, came up with a result that I never expected. This journey–one I knew was going to be hard, but I had NO idea how hard, or how much I relied upon it to fill me.

The challenge we took was a 21-day fast from bread and grain.

That’s right. That meant no sandwiches, no oatmeal, no cookies, no baked goods, no croutons on our salads, no pasta…just to name a few. In those 21 days I saw how much I relied on bread to fill me. And not necessarily only when I was hungry. I also used it to fill the time when I was bored, to fill the holes in my heart when it was hurting, to fill the void when long-awaited desires still turned up empty. I was using bread and grain as a crutch.

Of course, it was during this time that I faced probably the hardest trial in my life up to that point. I saw that the more I was faithful to remain on course despite the miscarriage, the more He showed himself faithful in healing my wound.

He showed me that He would fill the void if I would quit filling it with bread. (Ouch!)

In this time, He showed me that I did need bread, but not the kind of bread I thought. I needed to rediscover the Bread of Life. For he tells us this:

Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life; he who comes to Me will not hunger, and he who believes in Me will never thirst.” (John 6:35)

While I’m not saying that bread is evil…I am saying that using bread (or anything else) to fill those voids in our lives is not healthy. Not only that, but it won’t be a lasting fill. Within a few hours, days, or weeks, that “plug” will come out and the void will begin to ache again. Until we turn that area over to Him, we will continue to go in the circle of void-pain-plug-void-pain-plug and so on.

Did you catch the second part of that verse? “…he who comes to me will never go hungry…” I think this is speaking more to our spiritual hunger than our physical hunger. Think about it. In your life, when have you felt the most spiritually starved? I know for me, it’s when I’ve walked the opposite direction (even if slightly) from Him. Then, when I turn toward Him I find that ache, that hunger, getting filled. Yes, it is there that I get a taste of the bread of life that should be my primary source of satisfaction.

And the third part? “…he who believes in me will never go thirsty.” Feel thirsty much? Spiritually thirsty? What does thirst feel like when it comes to the spirit? It’s that gentle longing we feel. The one when we’ve been out of the word for a day or two. Those beginning “hunger pains.” You know, the ones that warn you that you should “fill up now, before it sounds like you have a monster growling within you” sorta pains.

Unlike the physical “mini hunger pains” I would encourage filling up your spirit when you first sense that you are beginning to get hungry. I know for me, through doing so, the spiritual starvation mode can be avoided much of the time.

So how about you? Are you hungry for more of Him? I know I am.

Will you join us in seeking our fulfillment in the Bread of life? We would love to have you!

The Race

So often I find myself running a pointless race.

A race that results in nothing but filth and dust at the end of it.

I get caught up in the rush of it all and miss out on the simplicity of life. This race, in which I run so hard, is an exhausting one. I run and run and run, yet I end up empty. As I’m nearing what looks to be the end of the road, I find myself wondering why I’m so tired when I should feel rejuvenated.

Once I’m out of the cycle of the self-involved, self-centered race, a verse springs to my mind. It’s one I’ve heard several times. It comes to me as a gentle reminder of a lesson learned long ago.

The more I focus, the more I truly hear it.

Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize. (1 Corinthians 9:24-27)

As I hear this, I am reminded that my focus shouldn’t be on things that pertain to this world, but on the eternal life I’ve been promised. After all, what would be the point of my life if I ran it for me and only me, no one else? It would come to a sad, lonely end. I need to train myself to focus on the One who created me, and run for Him, rather than for the prize this world tries to entice me with.

What does this race look like?

Worshiping God.

We are called to do everything in worship to God. Worship doesn’t include just going to a church or singing a song. Rather, worship is living. When walking with God, worship and living are synonyms.

Your worship to God may look different from others’, just like your life for Him will look different from each and every person around you.

My challenge to us today? Live a life of worship.

Anything, in the right mindset, can be worship. Changing diapers? Worship. Writing? Worship. Loving others? You got it–worship. My challenge is to keep in mind that when you do everything as unto God, then it is worship.

So I challenge you myself to look at every task I do, no matter how menial, as worship.

Because, after all, it is.

Will you join me in this race?