Like Eagles

“How could this be?” I thought to myself as I kept clicking the mouse, trying to find something I could do from some lists in the computer monitor while being on a leave. I don’t like to waste time. I want to be productive.

Sadness pierced my wounded heart. All I wanted was to perform my job every night (for 11 years) I was scheduled to work, without complaining, helping others if needed. While some lulled into light sleep or just not picked up anything to help the whole crew out.

I was the one being punished even if I didn’t do anything wrong but to place a needed request since the schedules for night nurses was changed by a new manager. I tumbled but by God’s grace, my feet were not caught by many snares placed in my path. Traps that were set up by people who held higher positions and were determined to destroy my hope.

I am tired. I want to fight but there are times doubt creeps in. Doubt that I can ever overcome because the process is just too long. Deep inside, I know that thinking is a lie. A big lie. I know that I am being taught to persevere. To endure. To remain trusting. After all, if we know the truth, there is no reason to explain it. We just go for it and never oppose it. His Word. True promises that in His perfect time will help me rise above this difficulty I’m in. God, please help me endure.

“But those who wait on the Lord will find new strength. They will fly high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.” – Isaiah 40:31 (NLT)

Coffee!!! Anyone?

“Decaffeinated coffee is the devil's blend.”  ~Author Unknown

I am a “coffee” type of person. Each morning starts with brewing some and I just love the aroma that spills into all the corners of our kitchen. I try to make a lot with some to “go” inside the vacuum-packed slim container my husband totes with him everyday to work.

Some days, I like to use my old cup. Other times find me reaching for a tall, brown cup and I remembered my brother teasing me one time he was here as a guest how big my cup was as if it amounted to one big pot. Many years later as I thought about that memory, it is not really about the cup. I remembered the loving, fun times I had with my brother and his family as we talked about many life’s losses and trials…Over some cups of coffee. Not the cup…

Truly, we can all learn from this concoction, being perfected and served in many ways. With cream or no cream. Sweetened or not. Hot or iced. Served for breakfast or after a meal. Some people think of it as something that helps them to be alert. Others swear they are not really affected by it and can easily get their “zzz’s” in no time.

As I learn to continue to endure during this “waiting period” in my life’s journey, the more I enjoy my morning cup of joe’s as I take my time to savor each treasured sip. Sitting in my favorite corner of our sofa in the family room, I start my day with it knowing it makes me alert. I need to be alert as I dive into the richness of His Word. Every morning. Like that aromatic scent from the freshly-brewed ground beans, He is calling me us daily to be alert and drink from the cup received with thanksgiving.

“Wake up, Jerusalem!
      Wake up! Get up!
   The Lord has handed you the cup of his burning anger.
      And you have drunk from it.
   That cup makes men unsteady on their feet.
      And you have drunk from it to the very last drop.” – Isaiah 51:17 (NIV)

Coffee…God’s grace….Everyone needs to drink it in order for him or her to have something to hold firmly in their hands and sip the brew that soothes one’s lips with peace, security and contentment in stressful times.

¹⁶For God so greatly loved and dearly prized the world that He [even] gave up His only begotten (^[a]unique) Son, so that whoever believes in (trusts in, clings to, relies on) Him shall not perish (come to destruction, be lost) but have eternal (everlasting) life. – John 3:16 (Amplified Bible)

Coffee!!! Anyone???

Sipping my coffee as I type this post

Jesus, My Healer

 Waiting prior to my meeting with some people at work determined to paralyze me

Psalm 140 (NLT)

¹ O Lord, rescue me from evil people.
      Protect me from those who are violent,
 ² those who plot evil in their hearts
      and stir up trouble all day long.
 ³ Their tongues sting like a snake;
      the venom of a viper drips from their lips.
                         Interlude
 ⁴ O Lord, keep me out of the hands of the wicked.
      Protect me from those who are violent,
      for they are plotting against me.
 ⁵ The proud have set a trap to catch me;
      they have stretched out a net;
      they have placed traps all along the way.
                         Interlude
 ⁶ I said to the Lord, “You are my God!”
      Listen, O Lord, to my cries for mercy!
 ⁷ O Sovereign Lord, the strong one who rescued me,
      you protected me on the day of battle.
 ⁸ Lord, do not let evil people have their way.
      Do not let their evil schemes succeed,
      or they will become proud.
                         Interlude
 ⁹ Let my enemies be destroyed
      by the very evil they have planned for me.
 ¹⁰ Let burning coals fall down on their heads.
      Let them be thrown into the fire
      or into watery pits from which they can’t escape.
 ¹¹ Don’t let liars prosper here in our land.
      Cause great disasters to fall on the violent.
 ¹² But I know the Lord will help those they persecute;
      he will give justice to the poor.
 ¹³ Surely righteous people are praising your name;
      the godly will live in your presence.

Yes, I was paralyzed before...But Someone had told me to "Get up and walk!!!" ....Jesus...

Injustice To Justice

“It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope.” – Robert Francis Kennedy


Being put on a forced leave did not worry me a bit. However, I miss my work, the stuff I used to do behind the prison walls. I missed some of my co-workers who I discerned to be truly caring. I miss assessing and prioritizing when it comes to the needs of the inmates seeking medical treatments. I miss reading and applying the orders of doctors from our medical and mental department and enter them in the computer.

Since my battle began against some people who were sitting in higher positions, I was never afraid. I knew I had no option but to face them. At first, I didn’t know why, but now as I learned to wait and endure, I was even glad that it did happen. Despite the injustices I was being treated with, I knew that those people and I needed to learn something from these evil intentions and acts.

Waiting is hard but it is always present in any trials we encounter. It seems to give us time to reflect on what and what we must not do or say. I’m grateful that God’s timetable is not the same of this world’s.

“But you must not forget this one thing, dear friends: A day is like a thousand years to the Lord, and a thousand years is like a day.” – 2 Peter 3:8 (NLT)


“I think I have all the info’s I need for now,” remarked the person on the other line.


“Thank you for calling me back so soon,” I replied.

The moment this battle began, it drove me to His feet. I gave it all to Him Who promised for us to give all of our cares to Him for He cares for us. But I know that I must confront this injustice at the same time. I know I must face this “what they thought would make me afraid” selfish acts. Yesterday was one of those steps I took to defend myself...But I am not angry anymore. I know that once, I was foolish like them. I know I was selfish like them. I desired none but the world’s riches. Money, Power, Prestige, Etc…Riches that cannot be brought to His world…



In His perfect time, all these lies would be exposed under His light. In His perfect time, this story would be told for His glory. For now, I know deep in my heart, God is working behind the scene to bring this injustice to justice. He is after all, God of justice.