The Beauty of the Wind

 

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The Beauty of the Wind

By Rita Davidson

 

It’s been one year since our fire July 19, 2013 that took everything we had. A swift, wind fed the fire that leveled 29 years of memories and heirlooms in 10 minutes.

There is a violence in nature that can leave one speechless. Like tornadoes that level an area in minutes, or the tsunami’s so grand yet heartbreakingly as they flood the land, and then clear it by pulling it all out to sea.

There has been a longing in my heart since the fire. A longing for beauty. I think it’s always been there. A striving to a-right ourselves after such a devastation, blackness fills my mind. The sheer amount of what needs to be done overwhelms the emotions at times. I look back and see all we have accomplished in one year and it amazes even me.

Our lives felt so fragile at first, like we were just hanging in the balance. Things were so out of our control, it was like being washed out to sea, and just riding the waves. The tiny beauty of a leaf would make me cry, or the sweet laughter of Liam would make me cry.  But I craved those little touches of beauty that made life sweet again.

In “Behold the Lamb” Marie St. Ellerker writes, “We depend entirely on this great, good God who is our Creator. Because He has made us He has the right to everything we have and everything we are: He has a right to the life He has given us.”

Who were we to ask why? Who were we to doubt what God had taken away was for our good? But the agony in the soul is not quenched. The pain arises from memories. You do all you can to push down the tears, after all it’s been long enough you tell yourself, but the pain still spills over.

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My soul continues to ache for something it does not know. A beauty beyond the obvious, a home. I remember the first time I felt this was last December. Still with no home, we were doing a lot of driving back and forth. Then moving from cabin to motel. Driving in the dark, you could see the glowing lights from other homes. People sitting down to eat, or people talking in their homes. We would get this glimpse of them going past and our hearts would ache. A place we once belonged, a home, something we once knew is gone. Would we ever find a home again?

This came to the forefront again this past week, as we realized we do not have enough money to rebuild. It now looks like we may have to move.  Again that ache rises up. Where is home? Liam says it so perfectly, still everyday, “Mama, I wanna go home.” This started the day after the fire. We didn’t know what he meant as ‘home’ was gone. Now we know what he means. It’s a collective ache for all of us.

What does home look like? My mind wanders as I look over real estate pages…Green fields swaying in the sun, sunrises releasing fog on an early morning, the glistening dew on boards of an old barn, the smell of old hay in a dusty barn. There is a beauty in home, that I miss. Sadness fills my heart. Where would you have us go God ? God is silent.

Then I remember the wind.

I look out and see the wind rustling through the leaves. As if it is calling out to me. The beauty of the leaves move, as if an invisible Hand is moving through them. Is it Him? Could it be?

Oh yes…Do you not see Him? He is there on the wind…the subtle breezes through the trees remind me of Him… You close your eyes and listen to that still voice. It has no words, but you can feel His presence there. You bask in the glow of that joy, and time disappears for a moment. Then in an instant it is gone. You almost cry out with the departure. Could it have really been Him?

Nature calls out to its Creator. Its very actions built into its DNA it worships the God that made it. The growth of the Maple Tree, the sprouting bean plant, or the cool breezes after a rainfall. They all pay homage to their Creator by doing, what by nature, they are meant to do. It was this same wind that burned up our house, the same wind that blows invisibly through the trees. God giveth and He taketh away.

That is why we can always look to nature and find God. Just like I found Him in the gentle breezes. That is the beauty I crave. That delicate balance of longing for heaven, and wanting an earthly home to call our own. He is my Hope that carries me through each day.

Where will we go now, O Lord? I do not know. But for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. So I wait…God’s time is not our time. But I do know that God has a plan for us. A plan for you! A perfect plan that we cannot see. But at the right time, at the right place, He will set it into motion for all of us to see. Patience, patience He teaches us, His children. For now…I wait for His beauty on the wind…and I will go where His LOVE leads me.

Are you waiting for God right now ? Where do you find God? What beauty are you craving right now?

What is beauty to you?

With love,

Rita Xo icon smile The Beauty of the Wind

Copyright 2014  Rita Davidson  All Rights Reserved.

IMG 0905 150x150 The Beauty of the WindRita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

Modesty comes in Many Styles What’s YOUR style?

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Modesty comes in Many Styles

What’s YOUR style?

By Rita Davidson

 

Sometimes modesty gets us “stuck in a rut”. Everyone starts thinking ‘their’ version of modesty is the ‘right’ version of modesty and then the “modesty wars” start. Cover your head when they start!

Here is just a few options I created  on Polyvore, last year.

BY the way if your on Polyvore you can follow me HERE.

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 I hope these help fuel your own style? Be sure to leave me your comments how you like these selections? (or don’t!?) What works for you?  What DOESN’T work for you and what you WISH you could wear? icon smile Modesty comes in Many Styles  What’s YOUR style? haha! icon smile Modesty comes in Many Styles  What’s YOUR style?

Lets make modesty fun!

With love,

Rita Xo icon smile Modesty comes in Many Styles  What’s YOUR style?

©Copyright 2014  Rita Davidson  All Rights Reserved.

IMG 0905 Modesty comes in Many Styles  What’s YOUR style?Rita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

 

 

Working out the Kinks in your Faith & Health

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Working out the Kinks in your Faith & Health

By Rita Davidson

 

Well, I figured I’d share what I’ve been up too. As some of you know I’ve been gluten free for nearly 3 years now. That was quite the change, but after having a severe adrenal crash in 2011, it was time for a change.

Now a few weeks ago, I just had another adrenal crash. This time not as severe; but enough to cause me to slow down and pay attention. Its not easy to be sick for anyone. And when you have so many responsibilities it is even harder. None of us have time to take time off, whether we are working from home, like me; or busy with children, gardens and well, life!

Sometimes it gets so frustrating we forget how God wants us to deal with this. We all want to improve our spiritual life, want to pray better or more. But, we’re so sick we can’t pray. So sick, we have no energy to talk to God. It doesn’t take long for us to resent being sick and how much we are failing at life.

But, we forgot that God doesn’t expect us to go looking for crosses. He doesn’t expect us to look for suffering. But often, we forget the crosses that God has laid at our feet, and instead complain and whine how this is keeping us from our duties.

Well the most important secret has just been overlooked. The secret to our spiritual life, is to look right down at our feet. Right there, in front of you is that cross that God has laid there. He knows what you need and sent you the right remedy and you overlooked it and complained how the flu kept you from going to Mass.

“Oh my,” God chuckles, ”will she ever learn? I’ve given her a cross more beautiful than anything I’ve given her yet.”

Does this sound like you?  Well, this is sure me! When I was told I had to go dairy-free. Oh my, no way, really? Ugh…. Oh you bet this is me! I forget and forget and then BAM it hits me, oh THIS is the cross He means for me to pick up?

So, today is my third day going Dairy-free now. It’s not so bad actually. I have Coconut milk for my ONE and only coffee per day.  I’ve cut out all sugar too. (I never had a sweet tooth much thankfully).  Well, then there is that CHOCOLATE I love…. J

If we can only look deeply into our lives and see the gems sitting there waiting for us to grasp them. Those sweet crosses that God has gently kissed before He laid them at our feet. Don’t overlook those mundane things in your daily life. The dishes, taking out the garbage, or changing those dirty diapers. What about that lost job, or the death of a friend? There is never an end to the unique crosses that God can send us, I always say. Let us not look outside ourselves for crosses but look into our own life, and pick up the ones that are right before us as St. Therese did so well.

Because, God is so merciful, He will likely send us those crosses as He works the kinks out of our health at the same time.  I think that is what is happening to me. I feel better already.  Don’t miss those blessings in disguise. I’ll keep you posted on how it goes.

Please share with me, your health challenges or your Faith challenges! I SO LOVE to hear from you!

 

With love,

Rita Xo icon smile Working out the Kinks in your Faith & Health

 

©Copyright 2014  Rita Davidson  All Rights Reserved.

 IMG 0905 150x150 Working out the Kinks in your Faith & HealthRita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

 

 

HUSBANDS Who DON’T PRAY (or wives)

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HUSBANDS Who DON’T PRAY (or wives)

QUESTION:

Thank you Rita! If you don’t mind me asking, does your family pray the rosary together? I am trying to first pray the rosary myself and eventually get my family together. I really feel I need my husband to lead this though.

ANSWER:

The ideal family has the father as the head, as Christ’s representative. And yes, ideally this means the husband leads the rosary too. But for those new to the faith that can be a lot of work or those married to a non-Catholic even more difficult, if not impossible.

If we ourselves have barely learned the rosary we might even be nervous to say it as a family. I sure remember being self conscious about it. We can quickly feel like a failure right from the start!

How many of us look at other families with perfect, obedient, children?

We all know at least ‘one’ family like this. We naively assume what crosses they have; only wishing our family was so perfect with dad at the head.

yeah, well crosses are what get us to heaven…

I always say God never runs out of ways to give us our unique crosses, for some of us that will be our spouse. Some look here and there for a better cross not realizing it is there right in front of our eyes. We have to pray for the strength and courage to see Gods will in all of our crosses otherwise they are empty and shallow.

Every family has a cross of some kind or another. There really is no ‘perfect’ family and the devil is working full time to ensure that you think your family is not as good as the next. While we all wish for our husbands to be the head of the family, some of us were not so ‘smart’ when we got married. Eh? Sound familiar? Yes, me too. icon smile HUSBANDS Who DON’T PRAY (or wives)

Some of us didn’t find our faith until AFTER our marriage too. Yes, actually a lot of us! That means we have to drag our poor husbands along after us don’t we? They are wondering just what they got themselves into. Heaven help them!

But, once we make this commitment to our faith we are on a one-way street. With our new-found zeal, there’s no stopping us, we rant and rave against our now ‘heretical’ husband. We nag him and accost him for how much he doesn’t measure up to our “new’ standard.

It is true a couple needs to be united in leading the family. So we fret and worry what a bad example we are to our kids. But, we have to find ways to make this work even if one parent is not exactly on board with us, otherwise, our marriage will end up on the cutting board. Yes, unfortunately.

How do we run a life with an unevenly yoked spouse?

What about those Saints that had pagan parents and such? What is to account for that? They turned out okay. Saints like St. Rita that became a great saint and converted her husband with her patience and prayers or St. Dymphna that became a saint because of her pagan father. God picks who He will and we must never assume it is hopeless. It takes much prayer, never ceasing to always know God’s will and to always strive for it no matter the cost. Families today are getting hit from every side. Much grace is needed to keep a family together today. Take St. Michael as your advocate.

Unfortunately accosting our spouses and nagging them is NOT going to improve our marriage. Nor is it going to make your new faith attractive to them. Not saying anything is not going to help either.

While our “standard” has now been raised, that doesn’t mean “they” have changed. To expect such changes is well, impossible. Think of how long God knocked you on the head before you found YOUR faith!

Ask me how I know…

My dear husband put up with me over the years as I re-found my faith and he struggled along in the dark. Spouses can sometimes have significant problems understanding God. It’s not always all drama and emotion (well, okay sometimes it is). Just because we understand God doesn’t mean they do, it takes time. God’s time.

If your looking for ways for your husband to lead the rosary, it’s going to take some unique work to make that happen. The first thing is to recognize that you are the vessel that God works through, therefore you must decrease so He will increase. We do that best by less talking and more prayer. You will not win your spouse with nagging but with your example. And your example is the best way to convert them. It is God doing the converting remember NOT you.

All that ranting and raving comes from our inability to control them. We want them on board with the program NOW. We have to learn to LET GO and let God change their hearts while we sacrifice and be the BEST WIFE we can be for them.

It might take years. It might take all the years of your marriage. We have to be willing to go the long haul, to fight the good fight. Make the faith so attractive for our spouses so that they just fall into it. Take it from one that knows, after 29 years, my husband is finally saying the rosary. It often  takes enough crosses suffered together to make them realize the rosary is really the only answer.

I’m praying for yours,

With love,

Rita Xo icon smile HUSBANDS Who DON’T PRAY (or wives)

©Copyright 2014 Rita Davidson  All Rights Reserved.

IMG 0905 150x150 HUSBANDS Who DON’T PRAY (or wives)Rita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

 

May God bless our countries!

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May God bless our countries!

At this juncture in history, we wish to Honor God, whom we owe our very lives. As we observe National Celebrations of Canada day and July 4th Celebrations of our founding, let us pray that our governments return back to Him that gave us our freedom our lives.

Jesus, mercy!

While we roast hot dogs and watch fireworks, let us remember all those who sacrificed to give us freedom and faith.

Jesus, mercy!

When we are saddened by hearts that have pushed God out of their lives, out of society and out of our world. Let us pray,

Jesus, mercy!

But with HOPE we TRUST that God will restore His Church and we pray God will be merciful to us and grant us the graces we need to return society to God.
Thy Kingdom Come!

 

©Copyright 2014 Rita Davidson All Rights Reserved.

IMG 0905 150x150 May God bless our countries!Rita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

BIG Announcement from Rita!

 

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Here is my BIG ANNOUNCEMENT on the FEAST OF THE SACRED HEART, before now!

(First shared on my Facebook page) that everyone said it gave them chills so just had to share with you here for those not on Facebook!

It is sure to give you chills too as I share something about our fire I’ve never revealed before! WATCH NOW! Xo:)

And Leave me your thoughts and comments below! I SO LOVE to hear from YOU! Especially on this!

With Love,
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The Temptations of the world – and your Children

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The Temptations of the world – and your Children

by Rita Davidson

 

I was having a conversation with a friend the other day, and she said with great frustration, “why do Amish kids obey their mother, are so polite, and dress modest when we have Catholic children that argue and disobey us?”

That is a big question, I thought! Amish,  I have nothing against them personally, I actually have admired them from afar for many years. It is tempting to look at a community that is on the surface practicing virtues that Catholics today either forget or fight against.

I told her, “Amish are useful as friends if we can use them as a stepping stone with your children to discuss how they do not have the true faith.”

Now we all know how difficult it is to find good friends for our children. Depending on your parish you may be okay or you may be quite deficient in them. Once kids get to be teens all they have on their mind are friends.

St Frances de Sales says, “That honey is best which is culled from the choicest flowers, and so friendship built upon the highest and purest intercommunion is the best.1

Friendships are important for our children, I know this only too well.  But ‘good’ friendships are the key here. Good or bad friends can make or break a child.

“…in the world those who aim at a devout life require to be united one with another by a holy friendship, which excites, stimulates and encourages them in well-doing.” St Frances de Sales. 2

“Why don’t we just become Amish, it would be better if my child became Amish, than, fall into the world.” she said.

At first this seems like a good idea. After all, the Amish are devout, patient, modest, charitable, hard-workers and more. What more could we ask for if our child grew up with all those virtues? Don’t everyone run at once! J

The problem is our children would have to ‘leave the true faith’ for something that is less. Something that is not true.

What we see are the external virtues of the Amish. And those external virtues can be deceiving. They seem better, than falling into the world. But, the danger is, it’s actually too nice NOT to leave.

 

Falling into the world

The problem is the world is harsh, and often a child will end up there. But God orchestrates this plan well. Some children need to hit reality when they go astray. The world will bite them when they get out there. And it is only this reality that will send them BACK to the one true faith that they grew up with. For this we pray, don’t we?

Do you have fallen away children as well? Your heart aches for them every day? They are messed up somehow in the world, and it breaks your heart?

The world is bad, yeah. I was a single mother at 18. What did I do to get there? Yup, the world bit me and I horrified my poor parents. But that was the start that brought me back to the church, back to where I am now.

If you have children that have fallen into the world, do NOT give up! God has a plan for them, far beyond what you can even imagine (what I can even imagine!) so just keep praying and praying and trusting. For as long as you have breath in your heart you must pray for them. Ignore how badly it all looks on the surface.

For those with young children, cultivate good friendships for them. Watch out for them and pray for them. We are bringing up our children to be SAINTS! Let us not forget that goal! Do not let anything take them away from that path, but when you do all you can and see them going astray, just keep praying. God might have a different path beyond what you can see for them.

Here is a beautiful prayer shared with me by my dear friend, Karla. (“Hi Karla!!” J Karla is a beautiful, mom of eight, with two beautiful children in religious life! This is the prayer she used for them and I am sharing with you in hopes it will be a blessing to your family! Let us fill the world with Catholic saints and turn back the tide of this growing darkness!

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With love,

Rita Xo icon smile The Temptations of the world – and your Children

©Copyright 2014 Rita Davidson  All Rights Reserved.

 

References:

  1. Introduction to the Devout Life by St. Frances to Sales http://www.ccel.org/ccel/desales/devout_life.v.xvii.html
  2. Introduction to the Devout Life by St. Frances de Sales http://www.ccel.org/ccel/desales/devout_life.v.xix.html

IMG 0905 150x150 The Temptations of the world – and your ChildrenRita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

Just when you think you have figured out suffering

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Just when you think you have figured out suffering,

God sends you a curveball.

By Rita Davidson

 

Just when you think you have figured out suffering, God will send you a curveball. For those whose live has been floating by without nary a cross to suffer, I doubt you will understand this. (I still love you. icon smile Just when you think you have figured out suffering LOL

But for those of you, that life seems to go from one cross to a crisis, to a cross, almost like if they are all connected, (shhh and they are.) this will hopefully this will give you hope.

It started when I was 17, when I found out I was going to be a single mother. Many of you have heard that story so I won’t get into it here. But, suffering has a way of stretching you…oh and that stretching hurts! It’s hard!

You start by ohhing, and complaining and after a few days, (or maybe even more,) you finally remember to Offer it up? Oh, then you feel like a failure since all those past days you forgot to offer it up and feel like you’ve lost all that time. *sigh

Can you relate to that? Disappointing isn’t it?

Once you get your mind aligned and you offer it up, suddenly you get this strength and you smile a little more, though your cross is still there. Suddenly, you can smile through your tears. The world has suddenly become a little brighter for you.

The mist of the morning, is just a little more beautiful than you remember it?

The bird chirping; is just a little brighter than before?

The laughter of your children; just a little sweeter?

How has this change come about? What has really changed? Our focus has changed, that is all. We suddenly aligned ourselves to God’s will and it made all the little things in our life that much brighter. It’s not a miracle, it’s more a result of doing God’s will.

HUMILITY, key to the spiritual life

When we learn to accept Gods will, through gritted teeth at first, it is an act of humility really.  It’s awful hard for our pride to accept what we don’t approve of. We don’t like change, upsetting our comfortable life.

I was reminded of this a few days ago, as my health crashed again. The second time; since 2010. So, I fought it. I did what I could to ignore, deny and move forward each day. Then my blood work results came back. My severe anemia was confirmed, and another adrenal crash was evident.

I was worn out, burned out, apathetic, depressed (yes me!) and had no will or energy to do anything. Some of you on my Facebook page, heard me mention “I need a miracle!” This was in the throes of my health crash, trying to re-orient myself.

CROSSES

You’d think I was used to carrying crosses in my life. From a difficult childhood of abuse, Anorexia as a young teen, stroke at 26 years, years of continued poverty, infertility, being misjudged, living with disabilities, depression, anxiety, and a house fire that put us homeless for 6 months. That is just the short list! Oh my!

You’d think I had a lot of practice with all those crosses? But, no matter how many crosses God sends your way, once you get comfortable with one, He will send you a new one, that will be all brand new! Yup, He sure does. And when that happens, your first reaction is, “oh my, this can’t be happening.”

what will I do?”

And you (ahem…, “I”) spend any number of minutes, hours, days, fretting and agonizing over this ‘ill fitted cross’.

You see we haven’t broken this cross “IN” yet. It’s so hard and such pointy edges, it presses, it’s sharp and tears and is so heavy. The longer we leave God out of it, the more it rubs us the wrong way, presses into sensitive areas, and wears us out mentally and emotionally. You see, God is waiting….

He is waiting for you to say, “God’s will be done in me.”

And then the graces begin to flow. He knows that each cross He sends will be new to us and needs breaking in, like a new shoe.  They really are all connected in a beautiful tapestry to mold us into saints. But, that breaking in, doesn’t fully happen until we ‘give it all to Him.’

So, if you have been carrying your crosses all alone. (shhh me too.) J Felt like a failure since you suffer so badly. No worries. God truly understands. When all seems lost, and it inevitably will, that is when you have to lay it (throw it if you must!) all on Him. Pray for strength, courage, pray for a break, even! But, always remember to talk to God. Don’t leave Him out of your life, or out of your suffering. Even when your pain is so bad, like when my headache was so bad from my anemia I couldn’t think last week. Your PAIN IS your PRAYER, if you unite it to HIM.

After two weeks, I am finally feeling a little better. My perspective has come back. I have had to accept I am not ‘wonderwoman’. You know the “I can do it all” attitude. I’ve had all the arguments with God, “how could you have forsaken me?” “O Lord, why”. Well, my cross was realizing I CAN”T do it all.

  1. That means my new cross is going to bed EARLY. *groan
  2. Limiting my coffee to ONE cup per day. *groan again.
  3. Eating BREAKFAST. *okay I knew this one
  4. Taking breaks more. (hard for us martyr moms eh?) and even treating myself to ‘something’ (that I can afford) LOL icon smile Just when you think you have figured out suffering to take the edge off before I crash again.
  5. Finding beauty on purpose. Sometimes when your cross is so devastating, like our housefire with all it’s blackness and all we lost, we have to find beauty, ON PURPOSE. Beauty has a way of refreshing the soul, and it is the first thing we forget when we are suffering.

I know some of you are carrying terribly heavy crosses right now. There are no words I can say to make it easier for you, except to BREATHE deeply.

It WILL pass. As soon as you ‘give it all to HIM’ it will suddenly get lighter, and your life will become that much richer, through your tears.

Leave me your comments and prayer requests! It is my honor to pray for you! Xo icon smile Just when you think you have figured out suffering

With love,

Rita Xo icon smile Just when you think you have figured out suffering

 

©Copyright 2014 Rita Davidson  All Rights Reserved.

IMG 0905 150x150 Just when you think you have figured out sufferingRita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

Never will anyone who says his Rosary everyday be led astray

Never will anyone who says his Rosary everyday be led astray

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IMG 0905 Never will anyone who says his Rosary everyday be led astrayRita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!

Just 10 minutes to live…

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Just 10 minutes to live…

By Rita Davidson

 

It all started with the ham. Let me explain…

I had cut up the ham, slices all ready to fry in the cast iron pan. Setting the pan on high on our donated stove, I waited for it to warm. As I stir the ham around, the smell drifts up to my nose, and in a instant I am transported.

It’s, July  20th, 2013, the first morning after our fire. We are sitting at an old, picky, grey picnic table with our breakfast of take-out scrambled eggs, potatoes, and fried ham.  It’s in those Styrofoam containers that the owners had offered to make for us.  We are all holding down our thin, paper plates that are attempting to blow away in the wind. We are sitting in the open area of the campsite where the food is cooked and the wind blows constantly. Our clothes are disheveled from a fitful sleep; first time in the trailer, we had just moved into the campsite. I hadn’t even looked at a mirror.

The smell of smoke hung in our noses. Everyone is extra quiet, and interestingly, not that hungry. I look at the faces beside and across the table from me and my throat can’t keep from welling up. Our boys waiting blankly for their breakfast, all still in shock, living in this surreal world we have been violently, thrown into. My heart aches for all they don’t understand and how much they have lost. I look at Mark and he looks at me, and without words, we share each other’s pain and knowing with half hearted smiles.

I take the first bite of ham, and my stomach instantly lurches. The charred bit of ham puts the smell fire in my nose and mouth again, so fresh, so strong it nauseated my stomach. I had to wait for it to settle.

It’s funny we’ve eaten ham since then…but on this June day this week, nearly a year to the date of our fire, smells seem to be reminding us more of that fateful day July 2013 when we woke up and lost everything, nearly our lives.

There is nothing more humbling than to know that you were just 10 minutes away from leaving this world. Just 10 minutes later, our lives would have been gone. This 10 minutes difference is the difference between life and death. This 10 minutes difference is God.

When we get scared and upset, how close we came, the only solace is those 10 minutes that bring us back to sanity. Our brain forces us through the questions:

If God would have woken us up sooner, we may have been able to take some things out with us? We might have been able to grab a few things? We might have been able to put out the fire, and save our home? If we had just a few more minutes…

But it was those 10 minutes that made all the difference. When we get scared we remember it was those 10 minutes that made it so miraculous. It is those 10 minutes that makes us realize that even though God will walk us to the brink of destruction, it is HE that is watching us. It is HE that fully intends to bring us back ‘just in time’. Those 10 minutes were, ‘just the time needed’ for us to feel the comfort of His grace. We could just “FEEL” Him.

When your life seems darker than you can bear, remember He is there. His grace is sufficient and He WILL bring you through it, just like He did us, in a miraculous 10 minutes.

It all started with the ham.  And it’s the ham that brings me back. And I thank God for all He has taken away, for giving us those 10 minutes to LIVE.

TRUST HIM to save you too.

With love,

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An excerpt from the upcoming book by Rita, “Breadcrumbs from God…”

 

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IMG 0905 300x300 Just 10 minutes to live...Rita is a Catholic wife, and mother of seven, with three autistic boys. Currently a writer, & published author, she is a former hairdresser, professional make up artist with a degree in Natural Health. She is now a Young Living Distributor. After overcoming a stroke, disabilities, and more, they recently lost everything in a devastating house fire that made them homeless for six months. She is determined to lead souls back to Christ by carrying their crosses with Joy!