“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”
‬‬Psalm 147:3

I’ve had a lot of inquiries as to how I’m doing. So here goes!

My health is not great! I’m not where I hoped I would be by this point. It seems abrupt to lead with something so negative, but it’s the negative parts of my life I struggle to share. I know God heals.

Everyday I am thankful that God delivered me from those toxic breast implants and I everyday I am equally confounded by the long term damage. I will never be the same again!

A few years ago I was introduced to the book “Through The Eyes of A Lion” by Levi Lusko. This was the beginning of me realizing that God might walk me back through many areas of trauma so that He could heal me. He promises in his word that He binds up the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. I never knew healing could hurt so bad. Truly it does.

In January of 2022 I started a couch to marathon program through “Run for God.”  This was a method God used in this rescue operation because I had gotten to the end of my faith. The pain of my life felt too heavy and I told my husband that I was headed off to the liquor store. Needless to say God blocked and redirected me. Yay God!

I know how to follow a plan and so over the course of the year I trained and ran the Run for God races. The path marked out for me included…

• Get off the couch
• 5K in Dalton Georgia
• 10K Emerson Georgia
• CAFO conference in Atlanta Georgia
• 1/2 marathon in North Carolina
• Big Beach Marathon in Alabama

At this point I run as fast as I walk. My pace is very slow. My pace is called “moving forward” and I celebrate that fact.

I have always loved to travel but somehow these travels were different. I don’t like traveling without my husband and he didn’t go with me. I didn’t realize how much I have relied on him to give me a sense of security.

Every time I left town it pushed all sorts of insecurities to the surface that I didn’t know were there. I felt terrorized that my husband would leave me. After all my second husband stood in church with his arm around me on a Sunday night but then Monday morning abandoned me and my kids. He drove to “work” and never came home. I didn’t even see it coming.

Some people from my church tried to help but…sometimes people’s helping isn’t helpful at all. Someone came up with a plan to catch me up on my mortgage. I had to go through the house with three suitcases (One for my daughter, one for my son and one for myself). Whatever fit into those suitcases I could keep. Everything else was priced to sell. 

Despite my poor choices, my kids didn’t deserve what they were put through! We were sifted! We were sifted by God’s own people.

God keeps telling me less is more, so that’s it for today. Here is a video explaining about Run for God.