Praying Out Loud What I Want

I took time to go the the County Convention today, all day. Last week, all week I had been trying to clean my office. The clutter was so bad that I would trip over things. I couldn't find the bills I was supposed to pay. So I knew I had to change what I was doing. Little did I know that the change came when I changed how I was praying. I used to pray, "God please help me clean this clutter."

I've been praying for God to help me for a long time. Last week I started saying what I wanted to happen. I started saying out loud; I'm organized, I love a clean and neat house, I'm creative, I'm able to make decisions, etc. Before I had been beating myself up for not being organized, for having a cluttered house, and not being able to make decisions. I've done that for years. I think it's because that's the message I got from my mother about myself. After I started speaking out loud to myself what I wanted I was able to do those things I'd been wanting for years. I was saying those things as a prayer to God. You have no idea how thankful I am. I thank God. I used to feel like I was going crazy with all the clutter and messes. I'd feel so bad I'd cry. I would do other things instead of tackle the clutter. It's only been a week and I'm nearly finished with the office. Jesus, I thank you.

Fever Paranoia

On Monday I started coughing and coughed nearly all day long. In the afternoon I started having a headache. By early evening I felt feverish. I finally made it to bed to rest about 8:00 p.m. VERY unusual for me to be in bed before midnight. In my feverish state I was trying to figure out what was wrong with me. I felt sure it was allergies. Then I wondered if it were from some sort of viral thing I was exposed to. I back tracked my steps and the only public place I'd been was to the Santorum rally. There were some VERY scary people there. They were protesters who started screaming their lungs out when Santorum started speaking. The veins on their neck and temples stuck out as they screamed.

I believe that's a sign of a high level of anger. In my feverished [ Not sure if that's a word.] state I was imagining one of the protesters may have sprayed something into the air that would infect those standing around them. Then my reason took over and it said that they would also breath in the same substance if the air were to move just the right way.

Oh, what a fever will do to one's reason. It's not pretty. I'm better and my reason has returned. Now, reason thinks that my illness was caused by an overload of pollen, mold, bird feathers, and cat hair. Maybe even a dirty carpet helped matters. Sorry protesters. Now if they would do the same and let reason reign. Yah. Like that's going to happen.

Wired Head

I know it's a strange title, Wired Head, but you had to be there to appreciate what that means. Simply put, I had a sleep study at a sleep clinic last night. I went there at 8:30 p.m. and left at 6:00 a.m. The lady that wired me up, (Is 'wired me up' English?) was really sweet. She is someone you can become instant friends with. She was very kind and considerate but by 4:00 a.m. and no sleep I was thinking of a new name for her. By the time 6:00 a.m. came and she knocked on the door I wanted to leave and go home to my bed. As she started taking off all the wires from my head, face, and legs I asked her if she was sure this was a sleep study or a torture study? She laughed in her kind way and was as sweet as anyone I've ever known. The lack of sleep will do wonders for your thinking and attitude. I understand now why people will confess to anything just to be left alone to sleep. For those out there in blogger land who enjoy being tortured by a sweetheart I highly recommend you get a sleep study, now known as torture study. Other than the lack of sleep because you have wires from every area of you head and face, and someone watching you on camera all night, it wasn't bad.

The wires went all around my head and face, they poked my back, head, and neck while lying in bed. If I were to have fallen asleep not knowing where I was or why I was there, and woken up, I would liken it to being stuck in a tunnel with cob webs surrounding me and tree roots poking me from every direction. Every time I moved to try to get comfortable I was poked by a different wire. I may have slept for 30 minutes. I came home and ate breakfast and slept until 10:40 a.m. I fixed a tuna salad and spinach for lunch and as soon as I finish this post I'm taking a nap. I can't hold my eyes open.

Why did I have a sleep study? Last summer a doctor said I had an enlarged heart. He wanted me to go to his cardiologist. I waited and requested prayer from people I knew would pray for me. I read all I could about the condition and bought natural remedies. I started slowly walking again, resting more, and let other people take care of themselves. Seven months later I found a different doctor who is a Christian. He gave me an EKG. He said the EKG showed no signs of an enlarged heart. He sent me to a Christian Cardiologist who did an Echocardiogram, a heart monitor, and now a sleep study "torture study". Just before going to the torture study the cardiologist's office called and said my Echocardiogram and heart monitor studies showed my valves are working fine with no leakage. My injection fraction is 70%. Whatever that means. My pulse was 71. My blood pressure was 123/64 (L) mmHg. So when I find out what the torture study reveals about my heart, I'll know if I'm going to live.

The strangest part of all this journey is why the first doctor told me, "Go out and give'um hell. You've got good genes." if my heart was enlarged. He told me he wanted me to go to his cardiologist for a stress test. To my thinking, HE WAS the stress test. I asked him what would happen if I had a heart attack while I was doing the stress test to which he responded, "We'll just put in a stint." I told him I didn't want surgery. I guess it would have taken too much of his time to explain to me what was going on with my heart and why.

Now I'm left wondering; Is it normal for the heart to be enlarged and then return to it's normal size? [I'm also wondering if that sentence structure is right or wrong.] I know it's normal with God to return things to their normal state, i.e. to heal, but in our natural world is that a normal occurrence. Simply put, did God just do a miracle in my heart? If so, then I consider that being Wired to the real Head, God. If not, I consider God the real Head and I want to be wired to HIM regardless.

Found

Mary Copeland was found at 9:30 am in Arkansas. She had ran out of gas and the police had found her on the side of the road.

Thanks to all who prayed and looked for her.

Missing Kingfisher, Oklahoma Woman Mary Copeland

Silver Alert issued for Missing Kingfisher Woman
Mary Copeland, 76, of Kingfisher, left her home about 2 p.m. for a doctor's appointment in Oklahoma City, but never arrived, police said.

KINGFISHER — A Silver Alert has been issued for a Kingfisher woman who never showed up for a doctor's appointment Monday afternoon.
photo - Mary Copeland, 76.
Mary Copeland, 76.


Mary Copeland, 76, left her home about 2 p.m. for a doctor's appointment. The doctor’s office may be located at 2700 N. Rockwell near NW Expressway and Rockwell Avenue in Oklahoma City. She never arrived, police said.

She may have been wearing black slacks and a hot pink T-shirt. She drives a white, 2003 Ford XST pickup with Oklahoma tag 305-ASG.

Copeland reportedly has borderline dementia.

Anyone with information about the missing woman is asked to call Kingfisher police at 375-4311 or 911.

Please pray for Mary and look for her as you drive or go into stores or where ever you are.
Link to the Enid News here: http://enidnews.com/localnews/x94878257/Kingfisher-woman-reported-missing

http://www.koco.com/news/29237289/detail.html

4th of July Accident

On the 4th of July 2011, my husband and I went to one of the many events here in our city. As I parked my car I started having a feeling I shouldn't park there. I wanted to please my husband and tried to ignore my feeling. I kept looking back at my car and wishing I'd parked it some where else. We walked into the grounds where the event took place and watched fireworks. We also listened to a terrible rock group play. Disgusting. When all the fireworks were over we walked with thousands of others to our car. Things were okay but would soon change.

We were waiting in line for traffic to move when someone backed in to my car. They dented both passenger doors. I got out and got a paper and pen and wrote down all the info on the car I could gather. I asked the people for their insurance info and license but they wouldn't give it to me so I called the police. We waited for at least 45 minutes to an hour. The man who was driving the other vehicle asked me if I wanted to continue to wait or would I accept his information. I said I would take his insurance info and license number. He said he wouldn't give it to me because he didn't want the insurance involved because his insurance would go up. I prayed and prayed for God to give me wisdom. The police finally came. I handed the police my info and waited more. When the police finally came back to me and gave me a paper with info on it I found out these people have no insurance. If I had just taken this guys phone number and name I would have lost out in every way. He can change his phone number easily enough. And being Hispanic he could have changed his name easily enough too.

The policeman told me to leave first so he could deal with the people who backed into me. I don't know what happened to them yet. I still have to go get a copy of the accident report. What is the penalty for driving without insurance in my state?

My state law requires minimum Bodily Injury Liability coverage of $10,000 per injured person up to a total of $20,000 per accident, and Property Damage Liability coverage with a minimum limit of $10,000. This basic coverage is often referred to as 10/20/10 coverage.

My state Motor Vehicle section 7-606 is the state law for failure to maintain security on a motor vehicle. Here it states that an owner or operator who fails to comply with the Compulsory Insurance Law of my state shall be guilty of a misdemeanor and upon conviction shall be subject to a fine of not more than Two Hundred Fifty Dollars ($250.00), or imprisonment for not more than thirty (30) days, or by both such fine and imprisonment, and in addition thereto, shall be subject to suspension of license and registration.

When I got home I started to read my insurance policy. I didn't have enough insurance to get my car fixed. I called the company the next day and even though I pay plenty of money for insurance I don't have collision. You know you have to have all kinds of insurance in order to be covered. Made me sick.

I cried for the next two days. I kept telling God how sorry I was I hadn't listened to Him when He warned me not to park there. I just knew something was going to happen to my car. Why didn't I listen? I called my insurance agent and he said that he would try to help me. He would call the man who backed into my car and try to get him to pay for the damage. He told me to go get an estimate. The next day I went to get an estimate and I went to a boy shop. I went in complaining and they people there were so nice. A young man came out from the back of the shop to look at my car and he said he thought he could pop out the dent. He told me to go inside and wait. I did and he came for me and showed me the door and he had pulled out almost all of the dent. I thought that was the nicest thing someone had done for me in a long time. I hope God blesses these people for that kindness. They didn't charge me a thing. I'm still amazed. Thank you God for hearing my cries. I hadn't asked God to help me fix my car. I had only told God how sorry I was for not listening when He warned me.

I don't think I'll be going back to another event in that part of town and if I ever do I'll be very careful where I park. I will be paying more attention to what I'm feeling and any premonition I may have.

Now He's warning me to get some sleep. GN

My Turtle

Chiquitita is my turtle's name. She's lived with me for the last 30 or so years. She is the perfect pet because she never screams like my parrot, she never barks at anything, she never has an attitude, and she never complains. She likes to eat sweet potato, mango, fish, shrimp, melons, and her dried turtle food. She is partly blind so I have to feed her by hand every day. She has to be placed in her water dish several times a day. Each time she finishes drinking I wash the dish with soap and water.

She stays outside during the daytime in the spring and summer. I mist her with cool water during the hot days. She used to stay outside at night but something caused her front legs to get her hide torn off. We think it was a possum that roams around our neighborhood at night. One morning my husband came in the house and told me not to panic but something had chewed my turtle's legs. He showed me her legs and I started to cry. Then I grabbed the phone and called my vet. My husband wanted to look for what every had done this to her but I told him to forget that and get ready to take her to the vet. We were at the vets within 30 minutes. Our vet sewed up her legs and gave us instructions on how to clean her and put salve on the wounds. We kept Chiquitita in the house for a long time after that. I was very careful not to put her in anything that could possibly infect her legs. Her legs have healed up now but we always bring her inside at night.

There have been times when she would get lost outside in the yard but we would search until we found her. She is so small that any large bird could pick her up and fly off with her. She has a corral where she stays during the daytime. I have bars from an old bird cage on top of her corral to keep out any bird or squirrel.

Here are some pictures of Chiquitita I took yesterday.

I think my husband love this little creature as much as I do.

I took this picture with Chiquitita beside a kitchen knife because I'm pretty sure most people have one and you can tell how small she really is.