Deuteronomy 31:6 & General Update

So be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid and do not panic before them. For the Lord your God will personally go ahead of you. He will neither fail you nor abandon you.”
Deuteronomy 31:6 NLT
https://bible.com/bible/116/deu.31.6.NLT

So I have not posted much latey because my sister in-law had a brain tumor removed from the right front of her head. The surgery went perfectly last Tuesday & she came home the next day. It was the size of a golf ball. Now she has been suffering from something since Mar. 2017. My brother was stationed in Guam with the Coast Guard & she first went to the Navy hosptial where they did an MRI. They saw something was there but never said it a tumor. She’s always suffered from migraines & even got Shingles in Guam at the age of 38. It was also on the right side of her face. So my brother retired last June & move back to Florida. Our whole family lives with in 20mins from each other. As my sister in-law felt worse doctors thought maybe it’s several things. She was starting to loose her faith & kept asking God why am I suffering like this. After many prayers she went to University of Miami where top Nerosurgeon, took one look at the scans & said brain tumor. He said it was in the best spot to have one & he bet his house it will be negative for cancer. She goes back for a follow up next week where they will have the test results. But once she had a diagnosis 2 wks before, she had peace with God. Several of us family & friends held a prayer meeting. So many were shocked to see she had a big grin on her face. Her faith in Jesus gave her the peace to have the surgery.

Now the reason I share this story & I have told my sister in-law many times when she was down, that the suffering & anger she experienced was what I went through with Meniere’s. When I was having severe vertigo attacks lasting 14hrs every other day I would instantly start crying right when I would feel bad. The fear of a full blown attack was always there. Sometimes I would get 15 sec. dizzy spell driving to work but I would freak out so bad that I made myself sick. But I found the peace one day when my sister in-law took me to her church 10 or so yrs ago. I started spinning because I in the backseat. My mom was with us & the 2 of them guided me to a seat. We heard the service & then went up after to have people pray over me. That was an overwhelming experience. We were all crying, my mom specially. She has helped me in so many ways phyiscally & spiritually. Sure my husband has done an amazing job but he is not a Believer, which there is nothing wrong with that. Each of us was given free will to believe what we want. Nobody has the right to judge or push. So because I found the peace, my freaking out moments are very very short. I can’t say 100% gone because afterall I’m human. But I know where to ask for strengh. Because of this understand of my suffering I now help others either by telling my story here or with support groups I manage on Facebook. I believe God had me suffer for a reason. Also, I have not had a full attack in years. I still watch my low salt/caffiene diet, take a water pill, have a tube in my ear drum & meds for airborne allergies.

My goal by telling you all this not to force to pick Jesus as you’re savor but to show you what helped me & give you hope that Meniere’s can be controlled. People ask me all the time how I get through life having a disease that nobody knows how you get or how to cure. It’s one you can’t even see, unlike a brain tumor. But now you know how I do it & I will say that no matter what has happened or what you have done in the past, Jesus will never turn you away, if you just let him in. While he will challenge us during a certain times, there is a bigger reason for it. My sister in-law believes that now.

If you ever have question about Meniere’s or just want to vent, just leave a comment. You will be so surprised that others are dealing with the many of the same symptoms. I know it was an eye opener. You are also welcomed to join my 2 Facebook support group. Members share tips or treatments, doctors, advice on vitamins, etc . that will help one cope. Many just get diagnosed & are mind-blown by it I just need a place to start.

 

Meniere’s Disease Groups:

https://www.facebook.com/groups/Vertigosux/

https://www.facebook.com/groups/121056944646365/

Just click to join & answer the 3 question so I know your not a spammer.

 

 

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Cast Your Cares on Him

No matter what Meniere’s or life throw at you, take comfort knowing God will help you through it. He has helped me so many times when I thought this disease was just to take over my life. God gave me peace & assurance that everything will be ok & he does not lie. With this new year take a moment to thank God for the good things in your life & ask him to help you with the other areas that need help. In time everything will smooth out & you too can have peace because God will never turn his back on you.

Here is a little something I found at

But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. — Isaiah 40:31

By
James Stuart Bell
January 3, 2014

There is good reason for my solid hope in Christ, because You, Father, will heal all my weaknesses through Him, who sits at Your right hand and intercedes for us. If it were not so, I would despair, for my many weaknesses are severe; but even more severe is Your healing power.

We would be in despair if we thought that You were far from us, and if Your Word had not become flesh and lived among us.

I was once filled with terror by my sins and burdened with misery and was turning over in my mind a plan to flee into solitude; but You forbade me and strengthened me by Your words:

For this purpose Christ died for all, that they who are alive might not live for themselves but for Him who died for them. — 2 Corinthians 5:15

I cast my care upon You, Lord, so that I may live, and “I will contemplate the wonders you have revealed” (Psalm 40:5). You know how stupid and weak I am: teach me and heal me.

Your only Son, “in whom are hidden all treasures of wisdom and knowledge” (Colossians 2:3), has redeemed me with His blood. “Let not the proud disparage me” (Psalm 123:4), for I am mindful of my ransom. I eat it, I drink it, I dispense it to others, and as a poor man I long to be filled with it with those who are fed. And then, “let those who seek Him praise the Lord” (Psalm 22:26).

-Augustine (AD 354 – 430) was the bishop of Hippo in Algeria and a prolific theological and philosophical writer. He had a dramatic conversion at age thirty-two, and he is best known for his Confessions, City of God, and On the Trinity.

Claude Debussy : Clair de Lune

Video

What a beautiful song to start the day with. When ever stress gets to me, which is really bad for Meniere’s patients, I listen to music. Ever since I was a little girl it has been a very calming thing for me. God gave some people an amazing gift of song. So no matter what style you like, take time to sit back an just enjoy it.

Have a wonderful day everyone!

An Amazing Story About Prayer & Grace

Meniere’s Disease is a terrible unseen disease that million have. But I live it I remind myself that God will take care of me. Hope this story I found will touch your heart as it did mine.

God’s Grace is All We Need

Max Lucado
August 10, 2013
Taken from http://www.faithgateway.com/gods-grace-is-all-we-need/

God’s grace is not a gentle shower washing away the problem. It is a raging, roaring river whose current knocks you off your feet and carries you into the presence of God.

Heather Sample suspected trouble the moment she saw the cut on her dad’s hand. The two had sat down for a quick lunch between surgical procedures. Heather spotted the wound and asked him about it. When Kyle explained that the injury had happened during an operation, she suddenly felt sick to her stomach.

Both were doctors. Both understood the danger of treating AIDS patients in Zimbabwe. The virus could spread through contact with a patient’s blood. It destroyed the immune system. It was incurable.

And now one of them had been exposed.

Kyle Sheets was a twelve-year veteran of medical mission trips. I knew Kyle when I was a college student. He married a delightful girl named Bernita and settled down in a small Texas town to raise a family and treat the needy. Turns out, they raised a family that treats the needy. Ten children in all. Each involved in works of compassion. As founder and chairman of Physicians Aiding Physicians Abroad, Kyle spent several weeks a year working in mission hospitals in developing countries. This trip to Zimbabwe was not his first.

Exposure to the AIDS virus was.

Heather urged her father to begin the antiretroviral treatment immediately in order to prevent HIV infection. Kyle was reluctant. He knew the side effects. Each was life threatening. Still, Heather insisted, and he consented. Within hours he was violently ill.

Nausea, fever, and weakness were only the initial signs that something was terribly wrong. For ten days Kyle continued to worsen. Then he broke out in the unmistakable rash of Stevens-Johnson syndrome, which is almost always fatal. They moved up their date for returning to the States and began to wonder if Kyle would survive the forty-hour trip, which included a twelve-hour layover in South Africa and a seventeen-hour flight to Atlanta.

Kyle boarded the plane with a 104.5-degree fever. He shook with chills. By this time he was having trouble breathing and was unable to sit up. Incoherent. Eyes yellowed. Liver enlarged and painful. Both doctors recognized the symptoms of acute liver failure.

Heather felt the full weight of her father’s life on her shoulders.

Heather explained the situation to the pilots and convinced them that her dad’s best hope was the fastest flight possible to the United States. Having only a stethoscope and a vial of heart medicine, she took her seat next to his and wondered how she would pull his body into the aisle to do CPR if his heart stopped.

Several minutes into the flight, Kyle drifted off to sleep.

Heather crawled over him and made it to the bathroom in time to vomit the water she had just drunk. She slumped on the floor in a fetal position, wept, and prayed, I need help.
Heather doesn’t remember how long she prayed, but it was long enough for a concerned passenger to knock on the door. She opened it to see four men standing in the galley. One asked if she was okay. Heather assured him that she was fine and told him that she was a doctor. His face brightened as he explained that he and his three friends were physicians too. “And so are ninety-six other passengers!” he said.

The plane could have been filled with conference-bound circus jugglers. Or tattoo artists. Or professional whistlers. But no, Heather and her dad “happened” to be on a flight with one hundred physicians from Mexico.

Heather explained the situation and asked for the doctors’ help and prayers. They gave both. They alerted a colleague who was a top-rank infectious disease doctor. Together they evaluated Kyle’s condition and agreed that nothing else could be done.

They offered to watch him so Heather could rest. She did. When she awoke, Kyle was standing and talking to one of the doctors. Although still emergency room–level sick, he was much stronger. Heather began to recognize God’s hand at work. He had placed them on exactly the right plane with exactly the right people. God had met their need with grace.

He’ll meet yours as well. Perhaps your journey is difficult. You are Heather on the flight, watching a loved one struggle. Or you are Kyle Sheets, feeling the rage of disease and death in your body. Maybe you’re failing a class or a friend. You’re so overwhelmed you don’t think you can face one more day.

You are fearful and weak, but you are not alone. The words of “Amazing Grace” are yours. Although written in the 1700s, they bring hope like today’s sunrise. “’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home.” You have His Spirit within you. Heavenly hosts above you. Jesus Christ standing up for you. You have God’s super-powered grace to strengthen and carry you through.
Paul’s life revealed this truth. He wrote, “I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger from Satan to torment me and keep me from becoming proud. Three different times I begged the Lord to take it away. Each time he said, ‘My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness’” (2 Corinthians 12:7–9).

A thorn in the flesh. Such vivid imagery. The sharp end of a thorn pierces the soft skin of life and lodges beneath the surface. Every step is a reminder of the thorn in the flesh.

The disease in the body.
The sadness in the heart.
The sister in the rehab center.
The dad moving out.
The D on the report card.
The craving to be one of the cool crowd.
The tears in the middle of the night.
The thorn in the flesh.

“Take it away,” you’ve pleaded. Not once, twice, or even three times. You’ve outprayed Paul. He prayed a sprint; you’ve prayed the Boston Marathon. And you’re about to hit the wall at mile nineteen. This wound oozes pain, and you see no sign of tweezers coming from heaven. But what you hear is this: “My grace is all you need.”

God’s grace wipes out everything else on the landscape. It is not puny but plentiful. Not teeny but torrential. Not mini but majestic. It meets us right now, at our point of need, and equips us with courage, wisdom, and strength. It surprises us in our worst moment with overflowing buckets of faith. His grace is not a gentle shower washing away the problem. It is a raging, roaring river whose current knocks you off your feet and carries you into the presence of God.

With the help of those one hundred doctors, my friend Kyle survived the flight to America and recovered from the reaction. Tests show no trace of HIV. He and Heather resumed their practices with renewed conviction of God’s protection. When I asked Kyle about the experience, he reflected that on three other occasions he has heard an airline attendant ask, “Is there a doctor on board?” In each instance Kyle was the only physician on the flight.

“As Heather wheeled me onto the plane, I wondered if anyone would be on board to help us.” God, he soon discovered, answered his prayer a hundred times over.

He stands ready to do the same for you.

God’s grace is not a gentle shower washing away the problem. It is a raging, roaring river whose current knocks you off your feet and carries you into the presence of God.