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Spiritualist Church AngelSince starting this blog, which mostly features posts geared toward the strange and unusual world of the paranormal…I’ve heard from people all over the world. They have shared with me and my blog readers stories of their struggles, concerns, worries and the like. I do believe that when we are dealing with negative stuff…we focus on the negative stuff (because, after all, that is what is going on and of course we are going to focus on it!) and then MORE negative crap happens (where your focus goes, so your energy flows!)

Same with ghost/spirit trouble. You have a problem with one ghost and suddenly they are everywhere! You have family problems and suddenly everyone is upset! You have money trouble and suddenly you are burdened with financial woes! One thing breaks down and suddenly everything is going kaput on you! On and on it goes.

Never are the ups and down of life so apparent as they seem to be than during the Christmas season. It’s a great holiday, representing something quite fantastic, but it’s also a depressing time of year for many. People start thinking about loved ones lost to spirit and miss their physical presence, those who can’t afford gifts for their loved ones feel the crush of disappointment over it pressing down on them, those that go through life on their own feel even more lonely when they see all the “togetherness” going on around them. It’s a great time of year and it’s the worst time of year. BUT, it doesn’t have to be one or the other. No.

To get the Christmas “spirit” flowing…you start spreading some of it! The more you spread, the more comes back to you! It does work like that (and as easily as that!) but it’s hard to get going if things are that bad. When things are going rough for me, I think back to one of the darkest periods of my life (nothing ever has gotten as bad as that ever since! Besides, the story that follows explains why I keep thinking about it).

I was going through a terrible marital breakup and for awhile I thought there was NOTHING good going on in my life. Other than the blessing of my three kids, life totally sucked. My job was a challenge because I’d switched to an area that resented my presence (I was in the military at the time and we were combining two different career fields into one…of course both career fields resented the other! I was moved to the new section and needless to say, they didn’t think I belonged there!), my boss (supervisor) was an ass…no other way to put it! He had ZERO sympathy for the heartbreaking anguish going on in my personal life. His cold responses to my emotional pain made things that much worse! My husband at the time thought a girl half his age was THE THING and though I managed to get him away from her (while offering her condolences by the way…I thought he was as deceitful to her as he was to me!), he soon found another to take her place! My kids were upset to be losing their daddy and so I had their tears to deal with as well as my own!  My finances were a MESS and … as I said, my heart broke. With Christmas rapidly approaching, things just seemed to be getting worse. How was I going to buy gifts for the kids? How was I supposed to show any happiness when I felt NONE? How was I supposed to FEED the kids, let alone find them Christmas presents?

Well, despite all my worry and misery, I prayed. And God heard (as ALWAYS!). Honestly, folks, there is POWER in PRAYER! Although I hadn’t been to church in many years, a couple that lived nearby and were good friends (he and I worked together in the military), convinced me to go to church with them. Although I’d been resisting their invitations for quite some time, one Sunday morning I was tired of moping around the house feeling sorry for myself so I called and said, “Okay. I’ll go to church with you!” Now what do you suppose the church was featuring on that day…my first time going? A six-part series on the LAW OF MONEY. I must reiterate here that my financial situation was quite bad! My kids and I were eating a lot of Ramen noodles, mac and cheese and fluffernutter sandwiches. I kept getting overdraft charges in my checking account and I barely had enough gas in the car to get to work…let alone make a trip to church! But I dressed up the kids and off to church we went. The kids thought it was a treat to get out of the house and I have to admit…I felt the same.

So, the preacher announces that he is going to be doing a six part series on the Law of Money and that it was important none of us missed the next five weeks. Interestingly enough, the church was undergoing some major renovations at the time so it might have been what prompted the “money” series but I don’t care. I felt it was God talking to me…that it was God that led me to church on that particular day and so I listened.

The first law was to give your concerns to God. Tell him what you need (though he already knows!). And to be clear here, I don’t particularly like calling God a “he” but it makes it easier to reference “him” as such so pardon the pronoun reference! So anyway, by clarifying our needs to God, we also are clarifying them to ourselves. There’s a difference between “needs” and “wants” and God WILL provide the “needs”. You have to go after the “wants” (actively seek them to achieve them). So I sat there in my pew and silently told God…”I need some money to pay my bills, buy some groceries (something besides Ramen noodles would be nice) and put gas in my car! Oh, and I need clothes for the girls because they are growing out of everything I have (they were 3 and 4 at the time) and all three of my kids need shoes!” (I took them to church in flip flops and torn sneakers!)

When it came time for the “offering”, I stared long and hard at my checkbook…which was quite pitifully low in the funds department and payday still over a week away! The preacher continued his sermon while the offering plate was passed around. “The more you give,” he says, “the more will come back to you. But give for the RIGHT reasons. Give not because you hope to receive but give because you want to help others! God will provide.” So I took that leap of faith and wrote out a check for over half the balance of my checking account! I no sooner put that check in the plate and my heart was pounding with worry! What had I just done!? Please, God, keep those needs of mine in mind over the next week or so!

As it happened, I had an appointment with a credit counseling agency the very next day. They had approved me for their program and I was meeting with them to set up their financial plan for me. BUT, when reviewing my finance sheet, they started telling me what things to cut from my costs and church donations was one of them! “God,” they said, “will understand that he can’t get a cut right now.” I told the counselor (who meant well, but obviously was quite unenlightened!) that I couldn’t do that. He then told me that I had to follow all of their plan or not be in the program. I politely declined the program and walked out of his office (much to his disbelief!). My heart was pounding because I was placing all my trust in God and though I had doubts that ALL my needs would be met (we are a very “doubting” sort of people aren’t we?), the fact is I was taking actions that showed my willingness to believe that God would provide. So, it’s okay to DOUBT…just so long as you don’t let that stop your actions of faith.

So anyway. I go home and I pour over my checkbook and there’s no money. I start crying silently, feeling sorry for myself as usual and worried about the fact that I was worried (after all, wasn’t I supposed to be trusting God?). When my son comes in and sees what’s happening, he asks what’s wrong and I tell him I’m just sad and that there is nothing for him to worry about (he was 10 at the time). So my son runs across the street to a neighbor and he tells her that his mom is crying. Over comes my dear friend Sylvia to check out the situation. I tell her that I was hoping to find some money to buy a few groceries but it seems that I am in the hole (which meant that I had written a bad check to the church!!!).

So my dear friend Sylvia sits down with me and we pour over all my bank statements (I don’t throw anything away!) and we examine my account from the last time I KNEW for certain it was balanced (which was almost a year ago!!). Another lesson learned…ALWAYS balance your checkbook on a MONTHLY basis…if not more so! And what do you suppose we discover? I made two payments on my car the previous month and there was a subtraction error as well (to my favor!). I call the car dealership handling my car loan and they say that I did indeed make two payments so I can skip this month’s payment since I’d already paid it! (honestly, I don’t know HOW I did such a thing but I’m not going to question it!). Suddenly I went from a negative balance to just over $300. That was a windfall to me.

Over the next few weeks it seemed that money just kept coming to me. A gift from my parents (for Christmas…thank God for great parents!!), a large unexpected child support payment (I didn’t see much in the way of child support assistance and since he was way behind and came into a bit of money, the state sent some of what he owed to me!!), an overpayment on some other bill from YEARS before! (Honestly! The agency…can’t remember who now…was “reviewing” my account and noticed a mistake on their behalf which resulted in me getting a refund!). On and on it went! Friends and neighbors were suddenly offering me clothes for my kids (without my asking for them or even indicating that we were in need of such things!). My dear friend Sylvia got a “buy one get one free” deal on shoes and since she had three kids that needed shoes, she got the free ones for my kids! The church gave us a food basket to enjoy for Christmas and the military also gifted us with help for the holiday!! Help was coming from everywhere!! God does indeed provide…TENFOLD!!!!!

We ended up having a decent Christmas. The kids were happy and their happiness helped heal my cracked heart. Besides, all the positive energy was really lifting my spirits and I soon came to the realization that the ending of a bad marriage is actually a GOOD thing! “They” say that when a door closes another will open and that is so true. The end of one thing just makes way for the beginning of something else (something BETTER). This is why I love the number “13”. In numerology it is considered a number of rebirth, renewal, reincarnation and the like. Basically, the number 13 marks the end of something and the beginning of another! People focus on the “ending of something” part and so think of that awesome number as bad. But I focus on the “beginning of something” part and so look at it as a positive number!

My life has gone nowhere but up since that dark period of my life. I have the BEST husband ever now. He’s been and continues to be one of the best things to ever happen to us! Money has been plentiful. I’m not rich but my NEEDS are all met and that’s huge in keeping the weight of burden off my back! Looking back…as bad as it all got and as awful as it all was…I’d go through it all again…exactly that way in order to get where I am right now!

One other thing to keep in mind as we go through the Christmas season…angels are with each and every one of us! We are never alone and they are ready and willing to help in however we need! From providing parking spots to finding things to alleviating negative situations…angels wait for our request to help! The thing about angels is you have to ASK for their assistance. They can’t just step in and do their thing without our permission. So keep them in mind and they’ll return the favor ten-fold!

To keep the spirit flowing…do you have a story to share? Has God come through for you in times of need? The angels? Let us know!!!

Wishing you ALL positive energy, many blessings and joy through Thanksgiving and on through Christmas!!!! PEACE OUT!


Spirit contact isn’t just about talking to dead people.  It’s also about communing with angels.  What’s so great about this is knowing we are never alone, without help or defenseless.  I cannot count the endless ways in which the angels have helped me.  In future posts I may share some angelic stories, but this post is about parking spots.  Maybe it seems like a simple thing, but I tell ya, when I really need a parking spot, it’s like the most important thing in my life at that particular moment!

Just yesterday I was running late for an appointment at the Veteran’s Administration Hospital and had to ask for their help on this very issue.  The VA center does not have adequate parking for the amount of visitors that frequent the place.  Unless you get there early in the morning, forget getting a parking spot until you’ve driven around and around and around.  Eventually you either give up and head for another parking area that’s about a 10 minute walk away or you just keep waiting until a spot becomes available. The problem with that is you better be RIGHT THERE or all the other cars waiting for a spot are going to try and grab it away from you!  I didn’t have time for all this drama so I asked the angels to arrange a parking spot for me while on my way there.  One thing to remember is to give them enough time to arrange it.  Asking them for a spot when you are already there is a little unfair.  So anyway, I get to the VA Center parking lot and spotted my spot right away.  Interestingly enough, two other cars were trolling along waiting for spots.  Obviously they didn’t see the one the angels arranged for me! (this has happened several times!) I pulled right on into my spot, thanked the angels for their help and made my appointment on time.

In all honesty, I tell you that EVERY time I have asked for their assistance in this way, they have helped me out.  I always thank them for their help because showing gratitude is the right thing to do.  Some people have told me that they’ve tried this method and it works once in a while but not every time.  If it doesn’t work, then you aren’t allowing it to work.  You must accept that they can and will help you or their hands are tied (or is that wings?)  We can only accept things we believe and if we ask for a parking spot but don’t believe it’s possible for them to arrange it, well that’s what you get.  I have never been let down.  I’ve let myself down forgetting to ask them!!

Although this isn’t about parking spots, I just wanted to add a quick note that I have asked for angel help when arguments are happening either between myself and another person or between others that I care about.  It’s just so wonderful when the problem is miraculously resolved and almost immediately too!  My problem is that my emotions get in the way sometimes and I won’t ask for their help because I’m being stubborn or I forget to ask because I’m too stirred up.  Another thing they are great helpers with is finding things.  If I lose something and a quick search comes up empty handed, I ask the angels to help me find it and they do!  It’s just so great having their assistance in my life and the thing is, they are here for each and every one of us. How awesome is that?

So, in many ways and means, we are not alone … ever!  Need a parking spot?  Need to find something?  Need some help in resolving arguments? Whatever it is, ask the angels.  They are always on call!!

A few links to check out if you’re interested!

Angel Guidance – Seven Tips for Connecting With Your Angels

Guardian Angels

Angelic Help

Your Special Angels

Blessings and Peace Out!!

God, Money, Faith


 

I’ve been writing posts about my supernatural experiences with ghosts and spirit contact but now I want to share the amazing experience I had with God about eighteen years ago (not that I haven’t had any amazing experiences with God before then or since, but there’s one story in particular that I feel moved to share).

I’ve always been strong in my faith, even during times when I’ve not been affiliated with a particular church.  At eighteen I joined the Catholic church and I was quite happy with that until my ever changing beliefs soon collided with church doctrine and we parted ways.  I eventually came to the conclusion that no church had it ALL right so decided to just follow God in my own way.  But, as happens when things go bad or tragedy strikes, I was soon looking for a church to turn to when my marriage fell apart.  Suddenly I am a single mother with three young children and my finances a mess.  He (the ex) hightailed it to greener pastures and left me with the aftermath of unpaid bills and empty cupboards.

I was in the military during this awful time.  It is a demanding career and a huge consumption on a person’s time.  My bosses didn’t care that I was now a single mother (they didn’t issue me those kids!) and had daycare issues and the like, they only cared on me spending 70 percent of my time catering to their demands even if said demands were nothing but silliness.  For instance, there was this one time when I had to stay after work to SWEEP THE ROAD!! with a BROOM!  Why?  Because a … wait for it … GENERAL (gasp) MIGHT (yes MIGHT) come out to our section.  Since we stored the Air Force’s stockpile of explosive paraphernalia, our duty section was far away from the main part of the base…just in case we had an accident.  We didn’t after all, want the base populace to blow up!  We didn’t get a lot of high brass (military VIPs) visitors.  So, on this occasion we labored all day to make our area look pretty.  Heaven forbid if the ROAD was DIRTY should the general traverse it in his car!  No, the military isn’t always stupid like that, but they have their moments (I always thought if they’d just put a few women in charge, things would have made more sense).  But I was operating in a man’s world back then (more women in the higher echelons now thank goodness) and so there you have it…I’m paying for extra babysitting and losing even more time with my kids so I can sweep a road of dirt just in case a general decides to lower himself and visit our humble unit (and no, he never made it out).

Things just went from bad to worse for me.  I was quite devastated at the breakup of my marriage and was many miles away from my family (I was in Florida and they were all in Maine).  I didn’t have them to lean on for support (though I did spend HOURS on the phone with my sympathetic mother!).  My financial situation was getting worse and worse.  Thank God for the angels on earth…my friends!!  I was fortunate during this time to live on a wonderful street (in a duplex provided by the military) with some really great people.  A recent move that had God’s influence all over it for I had just moved there from off base a few months prior.  Had I still been living in town at the time of the break up, I would have lost everything…my home, my career, my credit!  Why? Because while living off base, I didn’t know that many people  and none of my neighbors.  While living off base, I had to pay rent and utilities.  Something I wouldn’t have been able to do had I still been there when my marriage ended. But at my new home on base, I didn’t have to pay rent or utilities (the military gives its members an allowance to live off base and they take that allowance away when you move onto the base.  My off base living expenses, however, had far exceeded the allowance I was given).  My new neighbors became my closest friends.  They really helped keep me together during this black period of my life.

I remember many nights of despair in those first few weeks after the breakup. I would hide in my home while my neighbors visited each other outside and cry because my kids were hungry and I didn’t have much food in the house. I did not want to share my shame with anyone and it was a lonely time for me.  I felt a failure at everything.  My career was hurting for I had a boss who didn’t have much of a heart … truly, he’d stare of me with cold, unfeeling eyes as I tried to humbly explain why I was five minutes late to work, or why I was sitting at my desk crying quietly as I labored along.  It didn’t matter the many HOURS I stayed late to work on his sudden whim, doing stupid stuff…like sweeping roads.  He didn’t care if my kids were sick or the car broke down or that my babysitter couldn’t watch the kids or whatever. None of my woes mattered to him in the least.  I lamented at my luck to get someone like that for a supervisor (the first in my chain of command).  And even that set of circumstances was a lesson for me.  But something I won’t go into in this post.

On one of my worst nights (sobbing over the financial mess I was in), I get a phone call from a friend.  She and her husband had been trying to get me to come to church with them.  I needed God in my life they said.  I told them that I already had God in my life.  But I needed the support of a church they said. They were Baptists.  I was an ex-Catholic with occult beliefs (spirit contact, palmistry, numerology).  I knew for sure the Baptist church was not going to accept those beliefs either.  But I needed some spiritual support.  So  the phone call came at just the right time.  After months of saying no to their invitation to go to church with them, I finally agreed.

Can you imagine my absolute surprise when I go to this church and the minister announces that he is going to start on this very day, a six part sermon about MONEY!!?  I had a little less than 200 dollars in the bank and payday was over a week away.  I had hardly any food in the house (was going to go shopping later that day) and my car was low on gas.  My kids needed shoes and the girls (3 and 4) were in sore need of clothes. I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to be able to meet my financial obligations come next payday.  I was in utter despair at what to do (which is why I finally decided to go to church).  The Friday before this particular Sunday I had gone to a credit counseling agency.  They agreed my life was a financial mess and said I qualified for their program.  I was scheduled to meet with them again in a couple days to sign up for their assistance.  And here, on this Sunday when I FINALLY gave in and went to a church that I never thought I’d attend because I’m not Baptist and knew they wouldn’t like me believing the things I believe, the sermon is about money!! The first in a six part series!!  This, I thought, is God at work.

The church was also (coincidentally) trying to get enough money to build a new addition and buy new pews.  It was a very costly venture and they needed their parishioners to come on board and donate the funds to make this happen. This might have been the driving force behind the minister’s decision to do a six part series “the law of money”.  I don’t care.  That day changed my life.

The gist of that day’s sermon:  God provides for his own.  Trust in him and he will take care of ALL your NEEDS (not necessarily all your WANTS, but definitely all your needs).  Yes, this takes a leap of faith.  But one that is good on its return!  Show God you believe and God will show you that your belief is a solid FACT.  Trust God.  Give generously now and don’t worry about where the money is going to come later.  It will come.  Sort of the “if you give it, the money will come” kind of philosophy (this was many years before “The Secret” came out promising similar results!).  When it came time for the collection plate to come around, I pulled my checkbook out of my purse and stared at it long and hard.  The minister was in earnest at this point (it was collection time after all!) about trusting God.  If you Give, so will you Receive…TENFOLD! I decided to trust God.  I wrote out a check for a little over half of what was in my account.  I gave the church $100 knowing it was going to severely cut me short of funds.  My heart was pounding.  After putting that check in the collection box, I wanted to snatch it back.  Was I stupid?  And then, “Sorry, God!! I DO trust you!!”  It was a huge leap of faith for me.

A couple days later, I went to meet with the credit counseling agency.  I had to show them my income, my bills, and the estimated amounts I spent on various things.  The idea was that I pay them, they pay my creditors and I follow their strict budget to the T.  The first to go on my list of liabilities (what I paid out)?Church donations!  My heart did a flip flop.  Oh dear!  I was supposed to be trusting God and here the credit agency was telling me “God will understand that you just can’t afford to give any money to the church right now”.  I had to agree to their budget or it was a no go.  I chose to decline their help.  They wanted me to deny God and I thought that a sure sign that I wasn’t supposed to be there.  Now, just to be clear…I think credit agencies have a place in the world.  They have helped many, many people.  But at this time in my life, it wasn’t for me.  It wasn’t the particular journey I was to travel.

I went home that day with hope in my heart but also fear.  What if…no, I just couldn’t allow my faith to waiver.  A few days later, the day before payday, I’m balancing my checkbook (so I can pay upcoming bills) and it appears that I am overdrawn.  I can’t believe it!  I remember feeling so bereft, terrified, alone. I lay my head down and sobbed my heart out. My son (he was 9) came in the house, saw me in my moment of despair and ran back out.  He ran across the street to my friend Sylvia’s house and told her, “Mom is crying!”.  This dear friend, one of my angels on Earth, came right over.

“Debbie, what is wrong?”  I waved at my checkbook.  “I’m broke, overdrawn and I’ve hardly any food in the house.  I’ve been feeding my kids macaroni and cheese for the past three days.  How much more will they eat of that stuff?”  It was a low point.  It was.  Sylvia took on a no-nonsense, we’ll fix it attitude.  “It’s okay, dear, we’ll figure it out.”  She sits beside me and we go through my checkbook.  I dig out bill statements and bank statements (thank God I don’t throw anything away!) and we go through every single thing.  A mistake!!!  I made two car payments that month!!  A quick call to the bank and yes, I did pay them twice (no I do not know how it was that I did this) and no, I don’t owe them this coming payday.  Just like that, I have 300 dollars!!  A windfall for me. Sylvia invites us to her house for dinner.  She has extra she says.  Plenty to go around.  Did I mention about how good a friend she was?

The next day I get a phone call from Trish, another friend.  “Debbie, I have a bunch of clothes that will fit the girls, do you want them?”  (she had three daughters all older than my two girls).  Yes!!  Sylvia strolls in a few minutes later (within moments of me getting off the phone) and she hands me new shoes for each of my kids.  “I bought my kids (she had three children too) shoes and it was a buy-one-get-one-free deal.  I picked up the free pairs for your kids.”  Did I mention how great an angel she was?

The weekend following the end of the church’s series on money, I make the four hour trip to Georgia to visit my wonderful friends Robin and Steve.  I needed to get away from it all and where better to go than to see more good friends?  I was nervous about the trip because my tires were bad but I decided to trust God in this as well and off we went.  While there, Steve takes my car, tells me he’ll be back later.  When he did so…new tires!  An oil change!  Thank God for them, all my wonderful friends! Sylvia, Nita, Chong, Trish, Robin, Steve … angels on Earth.  Each of them, now aware of my situation, bringing me and my children the things we need.  No questions asked.  No expectations in return.  Wow. God was making good on his promise.  He was providing for my needs and using my friends to make it happen.

I attended all six sermons on money at that Baptist church.  I let everyone know that he (the minister) was speaking a great truth.  Trust God and he will provide!  I was living proof of it!  I never did have any problems after that of meeting my financial needs or getting what I needed.  Things just worked out. (They still do!!)  I even remember getting a check in the mail because I had overpaid something else (way back when) and while doing an audit, they discovered it!  Money just came to me one way or the other.  My parents came for several visits (something we thought wouldn’t happen because of their own issues but then things would clear up and they could come after all!).  Their visits helped immensely.  Not just financially but emotionally.  I hated it when they left to go back home.  I tell you, if I needed something, I thought, “God will provide” and I just didn’t worry about it.  And guess what?  God provided!!

That all happened about 18 years ago.  The philosophy on money that I learned back then has continued to work for me ever since.  Sometimes I do have a relapse and catch myself worrying about money and all the financial demands that must be met.  When I realize what I’m doing, worrying about something God can take care of, I have to stop myself and let it go.  Worry is an indication of faithlessness.  I have to remind myself to trust God.  He has never let me down.  God doesn’t let anyone down, especially those who put their trust in him.

I know this sounds a bit like a sermon but it’s a testimonial.  Every word true. With times being so tough, I thought it a good time to share my own tough times.  God bless everyone reading this post! May God provide all your needs. Amen.

 

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