Stagnant Faith-When It’s Time To Stop Running

(Sharing this post from the past. It’s still so relevant and a great reminder.)

I turned on Joyce Meyer a few days ago, my late night battery re-charger. It was all in the message, STOP RUNNING FROM GOD. Really? I felt like it was without a doubt tailored exclusively just for me.  I wanted to pull the blanket over my head and hide, so no one would notice. But I noticed. I was alone. And she was talking to me.

Today matters. Stop running.

This totally resonated with me.  It caught up with me and smacked me in the face. I have been running, in a non-stop, purely chaotic way of life. Bouncing from one thing to another.-work, sports, animals, meetings, cleaning up flooded basements, tending to bruises and whines,  raising wild chickens and children for that matter, which keeps me endlessly circling on this roller coaster of life, forcing me to put off my writing while trying make sense of my scrambled thoughts.  (Totally normal, mind you, when you have a grief-stricken mind, over commit yourself and have four kids going in different directions!)

Totally consumed with children and their activities, I had reached a stagnant point in my life, losing sight of the big picture (Now that I think about it, seems like I’ve been here for nearly a year now.) Time to get moving.

“Running away never sets us free,” said Joyce.   What was I searching for?  Waiting for or running from?  Tired of the mundane and disconnect, I began praying daily for God to speak to me, to show me my path and whatever I was to be doing and to revive me, because I just was not able to focus or find my spot in life and had absolutely no clue what to do with my disheveled self, wondering where God was. Was I too wrapped up with myself and too busy to hear him? Was my faith stagnant?


And then I remembered.

This is the day that the lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it, I kept telling myself. 

Fix what you can today.  Appreciate the moment. Live in the present. Everyday is a gift, not to be wasted. Yes, a reminder I desperately needed.

Matthew 4:4    Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.'”

I think at some point, we all go through phases like this in life, where our focus leaves our faith, and we inadvertently refuse to allow time for God, which pulls us away and fogs our mind, creating seasons of anxiety, stress, and confusion.  When you’re busy madly taking care of others and tending to tedious daily tasks, overwhelmed with distractions, you unintentionally put your own self on hold, unaware of your needs until you reach the point of a complete meltdown and realize it’s time to regroup.

What have I been missing out on? So much for sure.  Let us not forget, we can’t do this alone. We don’t have to carry all our worries or burdens.  His word is like medicine.  Time to submerge myself in His word and remember His truths.  Let God be your guide and everything else will fall into place.

In what ways do you need to regroup or refocus?

May you all see the light unto your path.

P.S.  Check out my new logo (below) from my friend Shiela at Strubel Studios. She’s amazing. Look for more exciting updates to come as I get ready for my book launch and new ventures.

With love-




Ellie’s Way-Spreading Hope and Healing on The Sweeter Side

Surprised by what came in the mail, I couldn’t wait to get home to open the package.  I was nervous, yet excited, and not quite sure of what I would find inside.

Carefully, I lifted the lid, opening the box ever so gently.  At first glance, my eyes observed a box full of gifts that exuded a sense of compassion and a feeling that its contents would provide that glimmer of hope and survival all bereaved parents long for.

I saw a beautiful coin wrapped in a pink mesh laced bag, attached with a message of hope. Yes, this is the key to what loss is all about.  Hope.   “Helping is healing,”   on the front side of the card and on the back a revealing and significant bible verse, 1 Peter 4:10.

And yes, absolutely something I have found over the past years is that helping others really does aid in our healing.

In addition, looking at me was a custom photo stone with Lydia’s picture on one side and on the back the saying, “Love Never Fails.”  Perfect to carry in your pocket  or lay on your desk, keeping your loved one close to your heart.


Next, I saw a poem entitled  “The Sailing Ship,” by Charles Henry Brent….and right beside,  “In loving memory. Of Lydia Marie Greer” November 27, 2002- July 16, 2008– The poem struck a chord within me, making my grief known yet providing assurance that indeed, she is in Heaven surrounded by her loved ones.

It’s still so hard to see  that date, the day she passed.  I hate seeing those numbers 7 and 16..together or separate. This is something that I just haven’t gotten used to. I still turn my head and cringe every time I see them, as they remind me of sad memories. However, on the flip side, what a wonderful gift… the acknowledgement of a beautiful life that lived and made an impact on so many.

To me it was surreal.. It is definitely something to see your child’s name in print from, but as I experienced and lived in that moment, I realized it was about her, my daughter and me. She was here. I was 100% focused on her, her life and the deep love I felt for her still.

And then, a little pink bag.  As I looked inside, I was eager to see the gift that waited inside. I unwrapped the hot pink tissue paper revealing a magnificent necklace…one side with her photo, the other with a fitting quote. With tears flowing, I found myself talking to Lydia, telling her how much I loved and missed her…It was just what I needed.. Even after all this time the bond between mother  and child remains ever so strong.


At the bottom of the box was a pink journal along with writing prompts to encourage those healing words to come out onto the paper.  Keeping a journal saved me. I was reluctant at first, as seeing my pain and words down on paper meant they were real. It was a bit frightening, but after years of writing, looking back and reading them now, they have been blessing in disguise, giving me understanding to the world in which I used to live.

And it continued.  I then found a plethora of literature to aid my healing and direct my faith, reaffirming  my beliefs and correcting my doubts…Steps to Peace with God, Life After Loss booklet, When Tears Remain booklet, Heaven booklet, Our Daily Bread devotional, even beneficial for those who are unsure about where God is in their loss, but also provides much-needed comfort in our darkest hours, those hours when we doubt, can’t sleep, and struggle with how to survive.

The contents of this box satisfied my soul touching the depths unknown to my existence.  I can’t thank Ellie’s parents and their family enough for this life changing personalized gift they have given me. Priceless gifts from the heart. Just knowing that someone out there cares, remembers, and has put their time, heart and soul into a life of serving others in their time of need is absolutely remarkable and a true inspiration to others.

For me,  I really enjoyed “Thoughts on Grief and Loss.”  Each topic covered, 21 to be exact guide you through the feelings and thoughts that we as grieving parents all go through.  From communication, grieving, forgiveness, feelings, love and so many more, there are tidbits of support and wise words to be heard.  As if that wasn’t enough. I then see they are followed by bible passages which brings God’s healing straight to your heart allowing you to see things in a different light while embracing His presence.

A Growing through Grief Audio CD was also there, which shares the effects of grief on us, emotionally, physically, mentally, socially, spiritually and more. A valuable resource for the broken-hearted.

And finally, Stories From The Valley booklet, composed of 9 stories of parents and families who have endured such devastating losses, yet found ways to overcome and find healing through sharing their experiences and helping others, in which I am honored to be among the contributors.  I just cannot stress enough the importance and meaning it can bring to connect with those around you who have experienced loss.  Reading the enclosed booklet is essential. Hearing other stories even though painful at times, can bring a sense of calmness…they know…they get it…and they have survived.  Their lives have made a beautiful transformation, blossoming from grief to hope.

What an incredible movement God has made all because of this precious little girl named Ellie. As a result of her life, countless people are being comforted and given hope.

Even though it has been six years since Lydia died, this box brought new life and meaning to me, reviving my passion for the life God is calling me to do, to share my experience and how He has impacted my life while helping to spread he word of hope, faith, and healing.

The simple treasures of a little box bring joy and a revelation of the feeling that someone out there understands.  Remember, you are not alone, and most importantly there is always hope.

If you or someone you know has been affected by child loss, I strongly urge you to request a care package and openly receive the hope God has provided through Ellie.  There are many ways to support Ellie’s Way, through social media sharing, volunteering, or simply sponsoring a care package. Visit to request a care package and support this life changing cause.






Living Intentionally After Loss

How has your life changed since your loss?  In what ways are you the same or different?  Today’s post is one sparked by recent conversations with a friend. Losing a loved one can cause us to lose ourselves and morph into completely different people, both good and bad.  When Lydia was alive, I really had no concept of life and death. I mean, I did but it wasn’t a deep understanding or awareness of the spiritual meaning of life.  We had the perfect family, careers, went to church, and went through the routine so to speak, but in hindsight, I was missing out on a much more gratifying way of life.


One lesson learned….


I am so grateful for having the opportunity to be interviewed by my friend Alysha over at An Intentional Future -Living Beyond Loss.   Talking with her made me realize just how drastic my life has changed since Lydia passed away and what a difference time has made.  Below is the video and although my little critters posed a bit of a distraction, we still got the job done.  Here, I share pieces of my journey and tidbits of what has helped me through this devastating and life changing loss.   I hope this is helpful to many of you also.

You can see her blog post and more information about the interview here.   I encourage you to share with others and share your stories as well.  I would love to connect with you and hear yours.


Thank you Alysha for all you do. Alysha is a fellow blogger and loss survivor who is paving the way to show the world ways to live intentionally beyond loss, something we all can benefit from. Please pay her blog a visit here for insightful information and stories of love, loss, faith, and living intentionally. (Not to mention, she has fun prizes up for grabs!)