September 22, 2019

 

Coffee Or Tea? You And Me. Let’s Talk! Podcast #80

“Mom…dad’s home!” yelled my then 10 year old daughter.
 
That was my warning…So I turned off my computer running downstairs to greet him and to act like an active mom in my children’s life.
 
I was anything but that.  I was a closet computer hack working my way through a strive-fest to make money online. 
 
After retiring from over 15 years an an announcer in radio, I was scrambling to use my passion online for profits to benefit my family and my dream of Dave not having to work so much in his brutally physical world of construction.
 
What I was not doing was being truthful with my husband. A few of his comments made me think he was my worst critic. So I continued to pound the keys on my Mac behind the facade of being an intentional wife and mom. I trained my kids to warn me when his truck came roaring up the drive-way.
 
I was a shell of a burnt out orphan hiding behind the many masks that had the word fear on the front.
 
THAT….was over 11 years ago. 
 
This flashed back whirled through my mind as I sat with nerves rattling in the doctor’s waiting room at the Peachtree Spine Center. We experienced a wreck over two years ago and Dave has experienced nothing but severe pain. At the request of his lawyer (yes I said lawyer), Dave was going back for a spinal injection to hopefully relieve some of his pain.
 
What I did not know then but later found out, was that Dave about lost his life behind those closed doors. Before and after the procedure, his blood pressure skyrocket so high that all four attendants including the doctor staggered backwards.
 
Why am I sharing this?
 
I’ve been through a journey that’s brought clarity through the many pages of my life. I have many times come face to face with what really matters in life.
 
This word from Nate Johnston touched the core of what is going on in my mind amidst this time in my life.
 
”Put your head on God’s chest for a moment and choose to lose your life in his gaze. Let your ambition melt into the fires of his stare until you pick up the torch of his love you find buried there. Let it ruin you for anything else. Let His voice be like a stampede against distraction and your call of purity amongst the tension. Let his whispers break off the yoke of slavery and dash idols upon the rocks of his peaceful streams. Then let your sole preoccupation arise, to simply say what He says and lead people to His table..”

So as I try to stay present to what my husband is feeling I know that his Father will comfort and heal Dave. His Voice will be the solstice to this time as it always has.

​​​​​​​Back to you….
 
Whether you signed on and have received my message from a decade ago or just recently, to get my pre-release book, I desire to be salt…Especially if you have lost hope for a loving meal at the Father’s Table.
 
You may be scrambling to find where the money will come for your next meal.
 
You may feel smashed by the crash of another dream gone south.
 
You may have experienced so much drama from the trauma that you end each day numbing out in front of the tv.
 
You may feel caught between the now and the not yet and the crushing delay feels like denial.
 
I’m sorry. I understand. I get you.
 
But if I could spend some time over a cup of coffee…..say at St. Arbucks (Starbucks), I’d to listen to your heart and love you forward amidst the messy, stained nuts and bolts of your life issues.
 
My cup may contain coffee but my words would embody refreshing water to slay your thirsty soul that is longing for the real thing…and we’re not talking about coke.
 
This is no joke.
 
Since you may live across the ocean or somewhere in the antarctic, I’d like to extend this one-to-one Blueprint call to you complimentary which includes a 30 day action Plan.

I’m making this available for the next two weeks so click here to grab a spot before the spots on my calendar are full.
 
Back in the day I wish I had someone to talk with so I could gain some clarity amidst the dream to fulfill my purpose, to find my voice. 
 
Let’s talk…you and me. Coffee or tea.
 
Spots are filling up as I also offered this to members of The Redeem Your Voice Camp as well as you here.
 
In the Vine,
 
Theresa
 
PS Thank you for your prayers for my husband Dave.  By the way, he is my number one fan and plays an integral role in my dream at the Kingdom Mentor Academy and with the Redeem You Voice Camp.

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