Posts Tagged ‘#encouragement’

Faith filled Friday

Friday, May 19th, 2017

Hello and welcome back to Faith Filled Friday.


When I share something through my blog writings I always try and show the light at the end of the tunnel, a wakening and maybe even an epiphany that came to me. But this post is a little different. It’s about transparency of a different kind, maybe?

So have any of you ever done something incredibly & unintelligently stupid?  When you have so much going on that the decisions you make are done by auto pilot?

As I shared last week, my father, whom I have never met, is going to pass away soon. I have been through the passing of my foster parents, my step-father, and now my bloodline father is dying and he’s now to the point where I was told he isn’t even waking up. I have wanted to meet and talk with my father for my entire lifetime. Never getting to meet him is becoming a reality that I am having a difficult time accepting. I feel this huge loss and it’s been consuming me.


The situation has only gotten worse with family on his side that seems to feel that for some reason I am to blame for my father never being in my life and they have even said as much. They seem not able to comprehend why I ask how my father is doing every day but I just want some form of update as to how he is. Despite how much they have hurt me I have reached hard and deep into prayer as one source of coping through this painful situation, but also into my transform classes to try and make sense of all this.

Sometimes you learn things in life, yet it’s not always about learning a specific thing. It’s really the fact that sometimes strength isn’t ultimately in knowing or discovering any one thing at all; that in actuality, it might be more the fact that instead of discovering something — an answer or a new understanding — you in essence create something within. It’s the voice that says “It hurts so badly and despite all this pain, I’ll be alright.”


It all ties into the abandonment I have felt not only with my father, but also my mother and many other family members and loved ones. To be honest here I am not even quite sure where my blog post is going other than to say I am grateful for the fact I took these classes as they have helped me maybe not with understanding but maybe more in granting myself the time and understanding that I just might have to be ok with never understanding. Wow! Just typing ‘Never’ made me burst out in tears.

Please pray for my father and the rest of my family I have never met. I am just trying to find and feel the peace in knowing that this time around I won’t have that awakening or that epiphany in this passing of my father. I will never know quite why my father chose to not have me in his life. I have to be ok with that in some capacity.


Much love to each and every one of you,



Thursday’s Trench Truth and Invitation too

Thursday, May 18th, 2017

Welcome to Thursday’s Trench Truth and Invitation too. I’m so glad you could join us today. Grab your coffee and let’s go share a moment

In the trenches of life, by whose standard do we measure ourselves? You would be amazed at how many of us out there have an inaccurate view of themselves, so much so that they remain stuck, without a purpose, let alone an understanding of what that purpose even is.

What keeps us stuck? It’s the “I’ll never syndrome,” or the “could of, would of, should of” mantra that keeps many from thriving in life and love and instead, keeps them just surviving.

Do you know anyone stuck in this stinking thinking? Reach out and invite them out for a night of laughter with our upcoming fundraiser, Squeaky Clean Comedy Night! After all, laughter often has the power to change a perspective!


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Wednesday’s Word

Wednesday, May 17th, 2017

All that Concerns Me

Psalm 138:8:” The Lord will perfect that which concerns me; Your mercy, Oh, Lord, endures forever. Do not forsake the works of Your hands.”

Welcome to Wednesday’s Word and Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and Trench Classes United. I’m so glad you could join me for your break. Grab your coffee, and don’t forget your strand of faith because hopefully you and I will tie some knots today in an effort to keep our faith intact when life gets tough!

Have you ever lent someone something and then never gotten it back? Or if you did get it back, it certainly wasn’t in the condition you lent it? Normally stuff like that doesn’t bother me. Seriously, I don’t keep tabs or score like that. But – yes, this is a big one J – years ago I had lent a treadmill out to someone who really wanted to get back in shape and since I had become an outdoor runner, I thought I’d let her borrow mine. I was completely happy to do it.

Fast-forward to the last several months: I can’t believe the difference a few years make…especially on the body! I’m like this chronic complainer every time I go to get up, much less do something active, I creak and cringe as I hear my knee pop, feel my back twinge, among other aches and pains. So obviously, it is not longer a good choice to run outside unless I want to become an invalid! But I don’t want to stop running, so I have found myself whining about my treadmill that I had lent out all those years ago, with no trace of it ever returning, not to mention any communication with the person I lent it to!

Needless to say, a treadmill has appeared on my wish list and I told myself as soon as the taxes are paid, I was going to start shopping for one. My husband has been looking on Yucaipa Buy Sell, and other fun finds to locate one. It’s amazing how many people use them for clothing racks! J

Well, last week our neighbor, whom we truly love, came over to tell us she had just put an offer in on a home and she was going to be moving. I was stunned into sadness, but happy for her. She was so excited to be going where she’s going and starting a new adventure. We sat down and she began to show us pictures, and then admitted she had already started packing. This was really happening!  I got up to do something to hide my envy, but what happened next was so unexpected that it made me sit right back down. She asked if I wanted her treadmill! My mouth jarred open and could have caught a tennis ball, let alone anything else that wanted to fly in thereJ I didn’t even know she had a treadmill!

“George asked me if I wanted to sell it a few months ago when he was over helping me with something and I told him I’d think about it; I wasn’t quite ready to sell it.”

My mouth was still open. Now I’m even more humbled at my husband’s sweet heart always looking out for me.

“It’s sort of old,” she continued.

I stopped her, realizing I hadn’t said anything because I had been stunned into silence, and just said “I don’t care how old it is.” I told her how I had wanted to get one for quite some time but had to wait until I paid off our taxes. I literally was so overwhelmingly stunned and humbled by God’s provision with my neighbor’s decision to just give her treadmill away, just as easy as I had lent mine out all those years ago!

But here’s where it gets crazy: My husband went over to get it two days later and brought it home, and I didn’t get on it until two days later and when I did…oh, my good and gracious Jesus, I was immediately brought to tears…humble, happy tears. You see, God didn’t just return what the locusts took; He out-gave what I lent all those years ago. I had just a basic treadmill but this one is not just your run-of-the mill basic treadmill; it is a Mercedes! It has fans if you get too hot, a cushioned pad so you actually feel as though you are running on clouds —  not that I know what that feels like; I can only imagine. But there’s no impact! It feels so, so, so good! There are so many buttons and knobs and gadgets that I will take me months to learn all of its extras!

I just love this truth: God is concerned about everything that concerns us! And when He’s the one repaying, you get more than you lent! The sky is the limit! I am convinced that He cares about every single detail of our lives! Coffee Hour Friend, what needs to be repaid in your life?

Running with Jesus,


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Tuesday’s Trench Truth and Invitation too

Tuesday, May 16th, 2017

Welcome to Tuesday’s Trench Truth and Invitation too. I’m so glad you could join us today. Grab your coffee and let’s go share a moment

Currently in our Trench Class we are discussing despair; talk about a deep subject! From despair, we can see where desperate comes from, and how closely related it is to depression. Now, don’t go leaving our time together just because it got a bit serious. J The truth is we’ve all felt desperate, a sense of despair at some point in our lives for whatever reason. And then there are those that have a propensity toward depression itself.

I myself can empathize with swimming in the pit of despair, and I know what it takes to pull me out. This trench truth I’d like to share with you is like a flashlight in the darkness of despair and depression and I pray it shines just as bright for you or anyone you know who struggles with despair/depression:
Despair is what is going on inside someone. It isn’t what one thinks about the situation or circumstance, a particular trial or tragedy; it’s what they think about themselves while ‘in’ that situation, circumstance, trial or tragedy!

If you know of anyone who struggles with depression, perhaps it’s time to reach out and lift them up with an encouraging word about their value! Nothing speaks louder into a person’ life than a statement that validates their value!

Another thing that helps is laugher. Maybe you can invite them to our Squeaky Clean Comedy Night fundraiser! Here’s the info:

Loving laughter,


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Monday’s Mantra

Monday, May 15th, 2017

Thank you for joining us for Monday’s Mantra and Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and Trench Classes United. I hope this mantra will seep into your heart and rise up in your life.

Many of us have heard the first couple lines of the Serenity Prayer, which are pretty powerful, but there is even more potent power in the lines that follow, particularly the fourth line which reads: “Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace”!  The first time I read that, I thought, what in the world… how in the world… Kind of sounds like an oxymoron, huh?

Or how about when we pray for something…and pray…and pray some more, and when the answer comes, because it doesn’t look like what we thought it should, our focus is still on the issue we’re praying about?

Doesn’t Jesus Himself say, “In this world you will have trouble, but take heart, I have overcome the world”?

Okay, okay, I know, you’ve heard all of this before so let me get to the point: what if we were to look not at our trials and troubles, but through them? If life is a journey, a long road, we all know there are lots of turns, and sometimes we take the wrong turn and have to make a U-turn to get back on track. Usually it’s because we missed our turn, for whatever reason; we weren’t paying attention, or we couldn’t see it, or we struggle in and with new surroundings, new territory, in other words, change. But no matter the reason, it’s usually because the focus of our attention is on the wrong thing: the struggle!

Trials and troubles are the same way. They sort of work like detours, traps if you will, to get our focus off of Him who leads us to and through a trial or trouble, and instead, we are left honing in on that trial or trouble and magnifying it so much that our vision is obscured from our Guide in the journey of life.

What if we were to stop looking at our trials and troubles and begin to look through those trials and troubles as ways to give us a better spiritual focus, so much so that even the hardships were stepping stones in each of our pathways to peace?

Walking the pathway of peace,


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Faith-Filled Friday

Friday, May 12th, 2017

Hello and welcome back to Faith Filled Friday

I wanted to share with you all something that happened to me recently that really stood out to me that was unexpected. Lately I have had to call in and speak with many customer service representatives from all my various bills for one reason or another. Let’s just say that I have had to really bite my tongue and that my patience has been fully tested. It was getting to that point where I felt like jus screaming! Have you ever felt like that? I have been so frustrated with these reps that seem like they are somewhere else When they talk to me like they don’t believe me despite having all previous information, for example, the operator id’s and calls written down and recorded, to keep repeating myself over and over brought me to a boiling point that was about to spill over!

Just as I came to that point I noticed a shift of something different in me at that very moment.

In the past when I have lost my patience with people who are rude or talk down to me, I’d let myself get upset and mad. However this time I felt like this low tide, I guess you could call it. Just as I was getting ready to give them a piece of my mind, I heard a voice within tell me to be calm, that there is so much other stuff I am going through lately that needs my full attention, to breathe and to close my eyes. This voice within was so calming and it was like an infusion of more patience within me. I didn’t pray and ask for it. It was just there. Or was it already there but needed dusting off?

This really got me thinking to how present God is in those moments with us. Was I able to flip that switch because of all my effort in taking these Trench/Transform classes? Is it because I continue to ask God for strength to get me through the tough times…though I never considered a phone call in to a business as a way to get there.

In comparison to my current heartaches — my father who I’ve never met is on his death bed and my family is not letting me come and meet him before he passes, being falsely accused of things and then losing a close friend just days ago — yet there I was fully ready to go off on someone and that Voice stepped in.

Life is full of those small things in everyday life that can add to our faith. No matter what brought that voice forward in me I think I’ll pat myself on the back for listening to it! But I will also continue to ask for not only strength but patience with people and even myself. To be honest, it kind of excites me to think what else this next class might bring to me with a high tide and what it can take peacefully and leave me with during a retreating low tide.

If you all don’t mind I ask you to please pray for my father, my family, the situation and myself. It’s been so hard on me lately knowing that I will never meet my father despite trying.

Much love to you all,

~John Tam



Thursday’s Trench Truth

Thursday, May 11th, 2017

Thanks for joining us for a quick Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and Trench Classes United. It’s Thursday already! Time for a truth from the trench and an invitation, too!

Imagine waking up the sound of a gentle breeze rustling through the trees and the beautiful music of birds talking back and forth to their kind, their conversation like music billowing into your window riding on the top of the billowing breeze. And the air, oh, so fresh, freeing, and though you are in a room with others, you surrounded by a blanket of peace, others there for the same reason…to get away, to learn how to live fearlessly, forgiven and forgiving.

Ah, yes life is worth living when we are forgiven and forgiving.  Join us in Laurel Pines, August 4-6th. Sign up today

Hope to see you there,


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Wednesday’s Word

Wednesday, May 10th, 2017

Soaring with Wings of an Eagle

Isaiah 40:31: But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not grow weary; they shall walk and not faint.

Thanks for joining me for Coffee Hour and Wednesdays’ Word @ Chicklit Power and Trench Classes United. Grab your coffee and your strand of faith and let’s go ties some knots together as I invite you to take this leap of faith with me.

My husband and I were spending Sunday afternoon with a few of his/our favorite family members: his mom and dad, sister, and two nephews. It was a beautiful sunny Sunday, and from where my sister-in-law lives, you can see for miles on a clear day, which it just so happened to be. Our nephews were entertaining themselves out in the gorgeous back yard and took turns swinging on the infamous swing that hung from one of the largest trees I’ve seen in a long, long time. The swing was made of heavy braided rope and a green plastic plate, at least that’s what it’s always looked like to me.

I had watched them do this so many times: taking turns to climb up the tree as if they had four legs, so quickly, confidently and matter-of-factly. And then they would grab the rope, one hand above the other, and almost without warning, they would jump, wrapping their feet around the rope and placing their bottom down on the round saucer-type seat attached but not until they were in mid flight!

As I watched them his particular Sunday I couldn’t help but feel joyously childish and an unfamiliar envy tried to come to the surface but the adult in me quickly quieted that desire with the ringing of the dinner bell. Seriously, my sister-in-love has a dinner bell that my husband loves to ring when it’s time to herd us all in for dinner.

Ah, true contentment, these Sunday moments spent in the moments.

We sat on the front porch and shared a great meal with plenty of food and laughter, too. Afterwards, I cleaned up a bit and went to sit and relax, but not for long. My nephews began to literally beg me to come and swing with them. It was almost as if they heard that childish envy as they abandoned themselves carelessly to the flight on that swing. I mean, it was beautiful to watch, but to participate in…well that was something on a whole other level that I didn’t know if I could do. That is until I tried.

I asked them to show me in slow motion how to do it; I’m a visual learner. J I tentatively climbed up there – I swear it felt like miles high; at least when I finally dared to look down, and the air caught in my throat, it felt like miles. I grabbed the swing just like they told me to, left hand above the right hand and swung out…but I forgot to wrap my legs around that saucer-type part of the swing so when I got halfway down, I hit and it wasn’t a gentle landing! Their laughter was contagious, and it felt good to join them and not feel as though they were laughing at me!

“You forgot to put your butt down on the swing,” my youngest nephew said. The sound of more laughter echoed in the breeze and it stirred me to a new level of determination.

I climbed up there again, and this time my youngest nephew was right up there with me and helped me get that saucer-type swing under my behind after I had positioned my hands. One…two…three…and I was off, flying in the air abandoned to my inner child, laughing as if no one was listening with each return I made mid-air. It was exhilarating and freeing all at the same time. To have jumped and for those moments to be completely free of the cares of this world, stress nowhere near me, nothing able to touch me but the breeze in the air as if to say “I am with you,” oh, what a feeling; such pure, overflowing joy.

And then I wondered…

Is this what it’s like to soar on wings of eagles, to be so abandoned in our faith that we are blind to the risks and the stresses that surround us, threaten to captivate our attention off of the One who gives us wings? Oh, Father, I want to soar through life on wings of eagles with a childlike faith, my focus on the flight, and not on the risks!

How about you, Coffee Hour Friend, what has you stuck in your journey, afraid to make that leap of faith and soar as with wings of eagles? Maybe it’s time to take flight and trust Him.



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Monday’s Mantra

Monday, May 8th, 2017

Welcome to Coffee Hour and Monday’s Mantra @ Chicklit Power and Trench Classes United.

“Someone’s inability shouldn’t become my disability”! Oh, those words are ringing in my ear right now as they make their way up from the crevices of my soul. These are words I said just a couple of weeks ago on Coffee Hour Live. And I thought they were for all of you! I’m sure they were for someone out there in computer space, but as I’m sitting her mulling over a personal situation, the echo of these words brings me to my knees in humility as He reminds me of the responsibility of living what I share.

So what exactly does that mean, someone’s inability shouldn’t become my disability? Well, I can honestly give you several examples that I’m confident will shed some light on and in any of your relationships that may be causing you to grit your teeth, or hurting your heart.

Someone’s inability to be honest with you, or me, face to face, should not leave us disabled in our own ability to be honest. What do you do when you hear through others that you’re the subject of conflict, and even gossip? Isn’t it hard to sit there and do nothing? Doesn’t the thought of doing nothing cripple us, rendering us disabled in that relationship?

We have two choices when this situation arises, and it almost always does:  We can either face the conflict by going to the one who created it…in love, or we can let it go. The latter seems to become the disability! If we can’t just let it go and it is taking up space in our mind and heart without paying rent, then perhaps there’s some truth to the conflict that we need to own. Sounds hard, huh, and even terrifying? But the good news is there is freedom in both of these resolutions!

Here’s a big one: understanding. Someone’s inability to understand me should not give me permission to hold onto their inability as my crutch of disability. We expect those closest to us to get us, to almost know what we’re thinking when we’re thinking it!  The truth is the longer we stay in our own head doing the math and coming up with the same equations/answers, the farther we spin away from the solution to the problem. But don’t we do that a lot, assume a lot of things, including what we think they’ll say if we approach the problem which is definitely now bigger than when it started because of the inability to go there?

How unfair is that? Whenever I share something with my husband that I just can’t hang on to anymore, the relief I feel can be likened to a helium balloon whose air is let out suddenly. While the balloon is empty, so is my soul of misperceptions and resentments.

Let me give you a couple more examples: Someone’s inability to stay sober, free of addictions, happy versus depressed, negative instead of positive…should not cause me to become unlovable, which is a huge disability!

Oh, may I concentrate on my own disabilities for only You, Father, have the power to turn them into abilities!



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Faith-Filled Friday

Friday, May 5th, 2017

Welcome to Faith Filled Friday! Grab your coffee and your strand of faith for some heart-to-heart truths from Jennifer Wyatt!

Repeat after me….Nothing is impossible.

I have always loved the story of Joseph, starts in Genesis 37.  God revealed his purpose to him at a young age.  Unfortunately, those around him didn’t understand what his dreams meant and took matters into their own hands.

Every time I read the story I am in awe on how God uses our “bad situations” to lead us right to where He wants us to be.  I don’t know about you, but if my brother put me in a hole and sold me off as a slave I’d be pretty PO’d.  Maybe he was and that detail isn’t included but Joseph went on to live life with integrity and purpose. He believed he had heard from God… his purpose was to preserve the nations of Israel.  He may not have known that was the end goal but I think he felt it in his heart.

Whether he was in a hole in the ground or being falsely accused, he was living in God’s perfect will. His assignments came with his journey.  It’s the same for all of us.  The journey can be full of uprooting (physical or emotional).  This stirs things up and gets us moving.  Water that has been sitting too long is no good; it’s stagnant. This happens when no water is being drawn out.  None of us have been called to produce stagnant, murky water.

Another truth that has settled in my heart is this: When God wants to change your life He will give us a picture of what could be.  All we have to do is start walking towards it.  Provisions will come and our assignment comes in the journey. Something else that happens in the journey is the equipping! In other words, He doesn’t call the qualified; He qualifies the called! We just need to be willing, full of faith in Him and have the heart of a servant.

Don’t take my word on it…read Hebrews 11.  It’s been called the Hall of Faith.

“The fundamental fact of existence is that this trust in God, this faith, is the firm foundation under everything that makes life worth living. It’s our handle on what we can’t see. The act of faith is what distinguished our ancestors, set them above the crowd.” Hebrews 11:1-2

Look at the life of Joseph and you will see that nothing is impossible.  Joseph trusted Him to see him through; you can too!  Trust in Him that your life has meaning and purpose.  Trust in Him that nothing in your life is impossible to overcome.
Filled with Faith,

Jennifer Wyatt