Treasures of Christmas Healing

Tuesday was my last day of work, {Christmas Eve} and we headed to the east side to spend time with Mi Amor’s family there.
You know, those treasured moments of spending time with family have a certain added magic in these crispy winter months. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were spent with my new family and while sipping tea, I observed a moment…one of those ‘pause’ moments… breathing in the scent of cinnamon spices from my tea, my mind went to the blessing of gaining four new brothers, two wonderful parents, and two sets of grandparents….{and of course other extended family!!!} Mi Amor has shared his family with me in such a touching way, I know its just how marriage works; you gain your spouse’s relatives, but I think that giving me equal rights to calling his family my own is a great honor. Food was eaten {while I stuck to my specific regime of yogurt, nuts, and cinnamon for breakfast…cauliflower and celery for lunch…tea throughout the day and munching on pecans, almonds, and peanuts for snacks…then some more spiced yogurt for dinner [its a wonder I’m able to stick to this]} Christmas evening we headed back to our home to pack and prepare for our trip! December 26th we headed to Mi Amor’s other grandparent’s house to celebrate with them. Sledding definitely happened and lots of chatting. At midnight we made it to bed and at 3:30a.m. we woke up to head to the airport.

Here we are, in Minnesota, playing lots of games and treating family like gold. My grandpa, he has had cancer for a very long time…but God has blessed him with lack of pain. Dinner last night was an opportunity for me to be translucent with him. If you know me at all, I hate crying, but after I went to Panama I became an emotional pile of mush. I know I’m not dealing with cancer, but I can relate to him; we’re both dealing with an attack on our bodies that we did not choose, nor can we heal from completely, it effects not only our bodies, but our emotions and the people around us.

I’ll admit, I’m scared to lose my only blood-related grandpa. I want healing for him…but I’m overwhelmingly thankful that he doesn’t deal with pain.

The Lord has given us wonderful parents who have given us plane tickets for a Christmas present. My husband has been exposed to the most emotional Christmas of my life thus far. Having this time with relatives going through struggles and dealing with the curses of this world has made me look at my hands…actually, its made me thankful for the ability to use them to serve over this Christmas. I’m getting back to my old crazy self…at least I’ve felt more myself. My mind has had times of freedom from these chains on my hands. I want to use them! I’m taking the opportunity while I can to bend them and hold things and do acts of service. I don’t know how long this little session of bliss is going to last but there’s three more days of 2013 and I’m hoping the new year will bring healing.

If this issue had to happen, I’m thankful that it has allowed me to relate to people who struggle with an ailment. I’ve been transformed into a pit of compassion while wanting to search deeper into other’s health problems…what is the cause>>WHY is your body reacting like this or what has changed?

I’m still sticking to the Anti-Candida Diet and eating yogurt with cinnamon twice a day. I spit into a cup of water this morning, first thing, and the water only got cloudy, so this is an improvement. My hands don’t look AS bad, but still no complete healing. I haven’t had this long of a ‘clean’ streak without large sums of itching/scratching or pain since September. This has enabled me to actually be part of this Christmas.

I believe that God is with us and He longs that we love Him and have faith to believe. I don’t want to be conquered by this, not now, not when I’ve started to become myself again…

Keep shining and sharing your healing story with others,
you don’t know who’s life you’re going to change. 

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