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How God Works

March 14, 2017March 14, 2017 · 2 Comments ·

There is something about getting ready for bed, and purposefully not setting an alarm. I didn’t set my alarm lastnight, and my body woke up when it was ready. It was still early though.

My daughter is coming home today! She has been gone for a week. Her father took her to Denver, CO to see snow. I believe she saw some, and I’m sure she had fun, but she will be glad to be home. Traveling is good for us, but there is no other feeling as walking through the door of your home.

I’ve been listening to Ed Sheeran’s new album, Divide, the entire time she’s been gone. It’s been a healing experience for me, and very nourishing. Listening to it has created a more peaceful space for her to walk into. Not that is wasn’t peaceful before, but now it’s moreso.

I will run the vacuum, and go to the grocery store before she gets here. What used to be mundane chores, I look forward to them today. It’s the people I will meet while out doing what needs to be done. Stopping by a couple of my favorite shops along the way, maybe buying a candle, or some flowers, and spending time with the people that run the shops.

God has used me in the craziest instances while I’m out and about. Once, on my way out of the grocery store, I spotted a lady in front of me. She had a cart full of groceries, and was trying to safely maneuver it to her car, while talking on the phone. She sounded rather stressed, and said to the person on the phone, “I forgot Ziploc bags!”

I rarely buy Ziplock bags, but that day, I had bought two boxes. I swiftly pulled my cart along beside hers, and handed her a box of mine. She almost dropped her phone!

That is how God works. If we are attentive to what He places in front of us.

My to-do list today, looks much different from years ago. I don’t have things that ‘need’ to be done, or ‘have’ to be completed. I ‘want’ to run the vacuum so my daughter doesn’t see the floors covered in grass from the traffic in and out of the house. It brings me great joy when she walks in and says, “Gosh! The house smells so good!” Candles…lots of candles.

Glancing around at my candle supply, they look pretty sad. Almost all used up, so I have a shop in mind to pick up a new one. It’s not about the candle. God knows how much I love them, so that will get me in the shop. It’s about the lady who works there.

She has a friend that recently had a double mastectomy, and she has been helping her through her journey. There is a lot of negativity in her journey. She is looking at what has been done ‘to’ her, instead of what’s being done ‘for’ her. My friend knows about my Breast Cancer Journey, so I can shed a positive light on it, and lift her spirits.

People need replenishing. John 14:4 says, “But those who drink the water I give will never be thirsty again. It becomes a fresh, bubbling spring within them, giving them eternal life.” Spending quiet time with God, and listening to music replenishes me. I have time, and my friend doesn’t. She may not have time to sit at the well, but I can bring it to her.

Barbara is a Writer, a Mom to her 17-year-old daughter, a recent Breast Cancer survivor, and she loves God. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name that stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. Her life is beautiful, and an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com

Feel the Music

March 8, 2017March 8, 2017 · 2 Comments ·

Thank you for joining me this evening.

I felt led to start this Feel the Music series on Monday, but became distracted and didn’t publish. So, it makes sense to share this one that has been on my heart since yesterday!

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Have you lost a loved one? What shape is your Angel?

I lost my Mum, but I couldn’t tell you the date. There is no anniversary of her passing in my mind. She is with me in my heart, but I think she would want to whoop my butt, if I allowed her passing to stop me from living this beautiful life. Let it out lovely.

Mama always said, “There’s more room out than there is in,” but she was talking about gas. My Mum was a piece of work! Don’t be sad because they’re gone. Be happy because they were a part of the journey! My Mum is in heaven, and she may be sad seeing the state this world is in. But while I’m on this earth, I hope she is saying, “Keep going Barbie.”

So I’ll sing Hallelujah, you were an angel in the shape of my mum
When I fell down you’d be there holding me up
Spread your wings as you go
And when God takes you back
He’ll say Hallelujah, you’re home

Repeat If Desired

March 4, 2017March 4, 2017 · 2 Comments ·

I saw how much control I have over my life when I can’t even get my little dog to go outside and pee. It’s raining here, so when I open the door, he just looks outside, and then looks at me like, “Woman? Can you not see the sky is falling?!?” He’s sitting in his bed with his legs crossed.

Tea it is. I fixed a piping hot assortment of tea, in my press, and here I am.

My daughter is strumming her guitar in the next room, and singing along with Ed Sheeran, as she learns one of his new songs. His new album was released yesterday, but since we pre-ordered the album, she was able to download some of his songs beforehand. She is learning to play this one entitled, How Would You Feel, and it turns my heart into mush.

It’s been an emotion filled week, and Ed’s new album is not helping any!!!

In my last post, you will note that my daughter dyed my hair. She placed this special shampoo in the shower for me to use. It would over time brighten the color, and take some of the brassiness away. Reading the directions on the back of the bottle, I appreciated the words ‘Repeat if Desired’. I recalled what I had just written, and asked her to try it again.

download-1 — Don’t get excited. This is not me. This is the hair color we desire.

The color I have now, is about halfway to the point of this pic. My daughter saw that my hair was not taking in enough bleach lastnight, and asked if she could put on more. I said, ‘No.’ You know why? I got scared. Did I want that drastic of a change?

I like change, but I like to have breath in between. I saw a huge change in my hair color this morning, and I liked it. You can always add more of something, but it’s difficult to scrape that away. I played it safe, but now I’m ready to go for more.

I desire a certain result, or closer to it anyways, so bring on the bleach!. The worst thing that could happen is all my hair falls out, but I’ve been bald thanks to Chemo, so that doesn’t scare me. What scares me more, is not chasing after my desire.

From a Distance

March 3, 2017March 3, 2017 · 2 Comments ·

I spent the morning messaging a very good friend. It was a sweet time of connection, and we do this most mornings. She has become my very best friend, and I told her so today.

I saw her typing on messenger, and it was taking a while to pop up on the screen. So, I went to the kitchen to refill my coffee cup, and am really glad I did, once I read what she wrote.

Today has been an emotional day. Ed Sheeran’s new album was released, and my daughter downloaded it, and started playing it early this morning. Being the cool Mom that I am, I per-ordered the gift set of the album for her, but I am not sure it was solely for her.

God knows when you are walking through moments of tenderness.

He will send His angels to watch over you. They may come in the form of a friend, music, or whatever He chooses that you will recognize. God created our heart, and He knows how to soothe it. Thank God to the person who created Kleenex that doesn’t leave your nose raw.

My friend’s words touched my very soul, and I wasn’t sure I was worthy of them. She lives about an hour away, but she has been watching me from a distance, and knows me very well. We are like soul sista’s, and are capable of finishing one another’s sentences and thoughts.

This is what she said. I told her I was going to make a Meme out of it.

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I can only hope it poured out of her heart, in reflection of what I give to her, because I could have easily written it about her too. She took the time to write it out, and I took the time to make it a keepsake. The perfectionist in me wanted to reformat the entire Meme, to make room for our signatures. Words are meant to fill an empty space, and these filled up the Meme, and my heart. I see her signature, even from a distance.

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