YAHUAH Protects His Own

                  

 

On 5/29/2015, I drove into Firestone Complete Auto Care in Waldorf, MD and requested wheel balance, tire rotation, and vehicle check. The report came back that nothing was wrong with the car and the report also indicated tire rotation was done at no charge. Nothing was wrong with the vehicle, except that the wheels needed to be balanced. The wheels were never balanced. I went home and did not drive again until 6/2/2015.

On 6/2/2015, while driving, I noticed that the car was making funny noises and as it progressed, the battery light came on. I thought the battery posts may have been loose so I went back to the same Firestone Complete Auto Care in Waldorf, MD. They went under the hood and did something. I told them the battery came from Sam’s Club a year ago, and it was still under warranty. The battery light went out and I started driving again. 2 miles down the road, the battery light came on again. I turned around and went back. They said, “It’s your alternator.” He said it would cost $473.38 dollars to fix it. I allowed the work to be done because I was too far away from home and in route to school. I did not want to risk driving with the battery light on and the car making funny noises. I didn’t want to break down in the middle of a traffic jam. He called AutoZone and ordered a re-manufactured alternator and charged me for a brand new alternator. I feel like because I am a female, something was done to my vehicle to make me come back to them for service. There was nothing wrong with the car when I went to them on 5/29/2015. I only needed wheel balance and rotation. I keep excellent maintenance records and know there was nothing mechanically wrong with this vehicle. They never balanced the wheels. I believe they created a situation whereby my battery drained because the alternator was unplugged.

They charged $270 dollars for an AutoZone alternator that only cost $169.99 plus $50 core charge…And Firestone never returned my core so I could at the very least get $50 back on the core charge. I paid using my Firestone credit card. When I went to school that evening, I felt like I had been financially raked over the coals. To think I was going to let them replace my tires, later this year.

I said, “Yahuah, I know you not going to let them get away with that.” My license plates reads, “YAHUAH1”.  So, the first vehicle check and the work receipt had Yahuah’s Name on it.  Late that night, I wrote and filed a complaint with the Better Business Bureau that was ignored by Firestone. I went to Legal Shield and they wrote Firestone a letter on my behalf. I even posted on ripoffreport.com. And lastly, I wrote and sent a notarized affidavit, clearly outlining what happened. I made the first payment on the credit card in the amount of $73.38. I told myself I would pay off the card and never do business with this company again. Everyone said I didn’t have sufficient proof and I should’ve got a second opinion. I gave up thinking this situation would never be resolved.

A little over a month later, I’m taking a nap and the phone rings on my PC. I answer and it’s someone from Firestone headquarters. She asked me to go over all the details of what happened again. I did and told them how the business practice at the Waldorf, MD location makes my skin crawl. She said her job is to see to it that I am OK. Then she asked me if a full refund would be to my satisfaction. I said, “Yes Ma’am.” She said give it a couple of days but the manager at the Waldorf. MD location where I initially took the car will process the refund. On Friday, July 17, 2015, a full refund was issued on my credit card and the balance said -$73.38 (The payment I made that has to go back to my bank card).  Yahuah is awesome!!!! Barak Atah Yahuah!!!

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How Yahuah Pulled Me from the Flames

Back in 2008, I was in a car accident. Little did I know that, this particular car accident would set in motion, a chain of events that would alter my life forever. I began physical therapy shortly after the accident and after the initial x-rays, the doctor told me that I had arthritis and bone spurs in my neck and back.  Therapy lasted well in to two months of starting because of my issues. However, when the therapy was done, I felt like I had a new lease on life. There was no pain in my neck and back that lasted for 4 years. When my dad suffered his stroke in 2011 and came to live with us in 2012, we quickly adjusted because he’s family and that’s what we do. We take care of our own.

However, more and more, I was having my daughter rub my neck and shoulders. I blamed it on stress and felt a good massage would take care of it. And, it did. I was able to relax and go to sleep.  Little by little, I did not know that the arthritis and bone spurs were rearing its ugly head in my neck and back. After my dad died on my birthday, May 3, 2013, it was time to go see the doctor to find out why I was having constant pain in my arms, back, hip, legs, neck and shoulders. And there was numbness in my fingers and hand spasms.  I needed 30 minutes, just to get out of bed, as I could not just jump up.

There was tingling sensations running up and down my right arm and right leg. I experienced pain at the nape of my neck and my shoulder blades. I began having difficulties walking too. On good days, I could navigate the stairs. On bad days, my right knee would give out and I could only go up stairs, one step at a time. Something was wrong and I wanted answers. So I went to my physician and I may be biased, but my physician is the best. He immediately ordered MRIs and X-rays for me.  Before I could get home from the MRIs, my doctor was blowing my phone up. I called back when I got home and he scheduled an appointment to see me right away. He told me there was a lesion or bright spot in the center of my spine and it had to be looked at by a specialist. He gave me the name of a neurosurgeon and I made the appointment.

After I was examined by the first neurosurgeon and he said I needed surgery to replace the disks in my neck. And that would relieve the pressure on my spine. Then all the crazy signals on my right side would stop. I looked the doctor straight in the eyes and asked him, “Can you help me?” He said yes and I felt comfortable with him. We set up surgery for the end of May and I felt confident my mobility will be OK.  My insurance company called and said, “Hey, that doctor is not in our network. If you pursue him, you will be paying out of pocket.” Then she said, “We will send you to a doctor in our network and provide a cab to take you and pick you up from all of your appointments. I had no choice but to relent. I didn’t have thousands of dollars to pay the first doctor.

An appointment with neurosurgeon number two was set up at Georgetown University Hospital.  A quick check revealed that this hospital rank #4 in neurosurgery.  The doctor was nice, like the first one but was more thorough. He wanted all new testing done at the hospital. I told him what the first doctor told me, but he said he needs to make his own determinations.  This was the first time I received a preliminary diagnosis: Cervical Spondylosis with Myelopathy.  Then I was off again to do new MRIs and X-rays. The MRI staff also compared the first set of MRIs to the second set and found that I had gotten worse between the two sets of testing.

The doctor made his findings and called me before I made it home from all the testing. He said if I experience any pain or discomfort over the weekend, to go to the emergency room. What a cryptic message. But I was going to see him on Monday so I stayed in and did not do any activities. On Monday, after my last set of X-rays, I saw the doctor. He told me that I need to have a C 5-6 and C 6-7 Cervical Anterior Discectomy and fusion. That’s where the remove two disks in my neck, shave the bone spurs down and replace the disks with cadaver bones that has been disinfected, and put a plate and screws over it. Then close it up. And within 4 weeks, my bones should begin to fuse with the cadaver bones. I asked him if he has ever done this surgery before and he said, “Many Times.”  I said, “Let’s Do It.” And I also told the doctor that there was something about him. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I trusted him. He thanked me and said that means a lot to him. I believe it was the eye contact he always maintained when we talked.

Surgery was scheduled for September 10, 2013 at 7:30 AM.  I had to do all the pre surgery pre-screening testing. That’s where they draw your blood and ask you a bunch of questions. I made it clear that I did not want a blood transfusion. She said, “Even if it’s medically necessary?” And I said yes.  I had to sign a no blood transfusion order and I also had to check off that I am not Jehovah’s Witness. I just follow the scriptures real close and Yah forbids eating blood.

Deuteronomy 12:23 Only be sure that thou eat not the blood: for the blood is the life;

Act 15:20 But that we write unto them, that they abstain from pollution of idols, and from fornication, and from things strangled, and from blood.

One’s life force is in the blood. Other options were discussed with me but I chose the option where they would remove my blood as needed and put my own blood back into me. It’s a relatively new technique, something like dialysis, where they filter your own blood back to you.

Next up was the Advanced Directive. I went in with blind faith in Yahuah and I checked off no, to CPR, or life sustaining treatments, no to artificial nutrition and hydration, no to comfort care, no organ donations, and no autopsy. I put myself completely into the hands of Yahuah because no one can pluck me from His hands. I was certain of it.  OK, I was all set. I had a little anemia and had to take Vitron-C vitamins to build my iron.  On the day of surgery, I had to be there at 5:30 AM, exactly two hours before. I stayed up all night and was there at 5:20 AM.

The medical staff was great. I had no candy, food, gum, or water after 12:00 AM., so I was pretty hungry but sleepy, more than hungry. Everything is a process at this hospital. I had to register again but once that was done; I was led to the surgical room where I changed clothes into a gown. They had me bath with antibacterial soap, twice. Then, I had to wipe down with antibacterial wipes.  Yes, they were thoroughly clean there. They did not want any infection issues. The wipes were warm and then they brought me warm blankets for my bed.  I was OK.  Both legs were tingling and my right arm was tingling. This surgery could not come soon enough for me.

I met the anesthesiologist; a couple of interns, and the guy who told me that my blood was low. The bedside manner was excellent. They put a No Blood arm band on my left arm.  An I.V. was started. Then, the neurosurgeon came in to greet me and next thing I know, the anesthesiologist said, “I’m putting something in your I.V. to relax you.”  And that’s all I remember. Next thing I knew, I woke up in recovery, some 6 hours later.  A private room was ready for me and I had to go to X-ray first so the neurosurgeon could look at his work and make sure the surgery was a success. My room was awesome. I laid in a bed that massaged me all night long. And they had leg wraps around my legs that massaged me too. I told the nurse that my throat hurt and she said that was from the breathing tube. And I had this pain in the upper middle part of my back and she said that was possibly from anesthesia. It didn’t stop my next questions. “I need food and can I get some ice water?” At a blink of an eye, I had deli turkey sandwich, cookie, and ice water. I was cool. I ate half and went to sleep.

When I woke up, I called my mom and she said the doctor had called her. And he told her that if I had said no or would have put off the surgery, I would have been paralyzed and in a wheel chair. He said it’s an arthritic condition that, if left untreated, renders you paralyzed. In hindsight, I realized that’s why the doctors would call me in a panic after each MRI I had done. I remembered my primary physician saying, “You have to get that taken care of immediately.”  Yahuah’s fingerprint is all over this. He removed me from the first doctor, who rushed to judgment without additional testing and had me go to a facility that was not only above board but ranked #4 in neurosurgery. And the new doctor would not make a move until he did his own testings and made his own decisions.

The next morning, I first met the tray delivery, she was so nice. And I told her, “May God keep her and bless her.” She turned around and said, “That was a nice thing to say. They found cancer in my breast and removed them just in time. And now, I am cancer free. Thank you for saying that.”  I thought she was going to cry. She said she would fix me a sandwich to take with me, since I was leaving. That was a heartfelt interaction that had occurred. And I reflected on it. Next up, I had visits from what looked like, all the staff members I met before surgery, except the anesthesiologist. The pre surgery screening nurse came and the nurse who told me I needed iron. The pre surgery nurse said, “Stay in the scriptures.” And I told her I will. They wished me well and left. Next up was the surgeon and his assistant surgeon. The surgeon gave me all of my post operation instructions. He maintained eye contact the entire time. He told me the surgery was a success and wants to see me in 4 weeks. He checked me over and said he would process the discharge paperwork. Next, I had to be unhooked from all of my massaging gadgetry. I didn’t like that part. I wish I could take it all home with me. After the antibiotics finished, I was unhooked from everything.  I got dressed and the nurse came in with her instructions. She also alerted transportation that I was ready to go. The wheel chair and my sandwich arrived at the same time. I was free to go home. Outside, my brother pulled up within minutes and I was in route home.

I received excellent care at this hospital but I also feel Yahuah worked through all the staff at that hospital for a successful turnaround. Yahuah made all of this happen according to His will.   

John 10:29  My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father’s hand.

And no one could ever stop me from loving my creator: The Alahym of Abraham, The Alahym of Issac, The Alahym of Jacob. Yahuah Rapha. Aman.

 

by Joan Farley

 

 

 

 

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Nailed By A Manger

The idea of Christmas has always been confusing. A gazillion dollar industry that spans worldwide. On the one hand, you remember the birth of Christ as our savior. Then, this immortalized infant in a manger is enshrouded with all this extra fallacies  Santa Claus, (A grown man with full powers) the snowman, the Christmas trees (decorated with bulbs and other trinkets , the presents and all the propaganda that goes with it. Exodus 32, when Moses had not returned from the mountain top; the people ran amuck with sin. Ultimately creating a golden calf to be worshiped  And in Matthew 21:12, Yahusha (Not Jesus) entered the Temple and began to drive out all the people buying and selling animals for sacrifice. He knocked over the tables of the money changers and the chairs of those selling doves. Haven’t we done the same thing with Christmas ? Aren’t Christmas trees too similar to the golden calf? Jonah 2:8 (KJV)  “Those that observe lying vanities forsake their own mercy.  Santa, ultimately, a false god? Santa and Satan are synonymous.  How uncanny it is that Yahusha (Not Jesus) is forever bound as an infant while Santa is a grown, fictitious man that has all the power at Christmas  So, in my curiosity, I was scanning through pictures that were being posted on Facebook. And I came across a picture of a baby Yahusha, (Not Jesus) in a manger and a lamb was standing along side. So I had to ask:
Me: May I ask why Yahusha, (Not Jesus) is immortalized as a infant? He’s grown and was an adult when he was crucified. When birthdays are celebrated, also Pagan,  are baby pictures sought out and displayed? Of course not. Celebrations occur in the present tense. I just find this entire concept preposterous. Yahusha, (Not Jesus) did not want his birthday celebrated.  It’s Pagan. He would never do anything that would be offensive to His Father in Heaven. If he did, wouldn’t his true birthday be noted in the scriptures? I’m truly scratching my head. If I’m wrong, please feel free to correct me.
Her: JESUS BIRTH IS CELEBRATED BECAUSE HE WAS BORN BY A VIRGIN AND THE HOLY GHOST RESTED ON HER SO HE WAS CONCEIVED WITHOUT SIN. ALL OTHERS DESCENDED FROM ADAM AND HE WAS A SINNER. CHRIST WAS NOT.HE WAS THE HOLY SON OF GOD. HE DID NOT COME FROM A EARTHLY FATHER EITHER. HE CAME FROM GOD. WE REMEMBER HIM AS A BABY BECAUSE IT WAS JESUS WHO WAS, GOD WITH US, OR EMMANUEL THE SAVIOR  MANY SIGNS CONFIRMED HIS BIRTH. THE SHEPHERDS  THE STAR, and THE WISE MEN. SO WE CELEBRATE HIS BIRTH. AS A BABY, when HE BECAME FLESH SO WE COULD BE REDEEMED BY KNOWING GOD IN THE PERSON OF HIS SON.THE LITTLE LORD JESUS.
Me: That’s not answering my question…you are only telling me the theory behind Christmas. I need to know why an infant has to be immortalized forever on December 25th. A baby in a manger….Yahusha, (Not Jesus) was grown when he died, rose and ascended to heaven. If Yahusha, (Not Jesus) wanted his birthday immortalized; whereby he would be stuck in a manger forever as an infant, would not the true date be listed in the scriptures? And…if I recall correctly, Yahusha, (Not Jesus) commanded us to remember the Passover always…Not the resurrection aka Easter, nor his birth aka Christmas, (Not the true birth date). We are supposed to remember and observe those Set Apart days. I’m sorry, but I need to follow the scriptures closely to save my soul…

And, if the whole holiday idea did revolved around baby Yahusha, (Not Jesus)…where did Santa  the tree with bulbs, the snowman and all the other garbage come from? I only need scriptural answers. Not suppositions or your opinion. I want the TRUTH!!!!!!!!

The wise men recognized  Yahusha, (Not Jesus) as the Messiah while he was still a child, and traveled thousands of miles to worship him. Not by car…they walked and had camels and donkeys. They doggedly followed a star which led them to Yahusha, (Not Jesus). By the time they met Yahusha, (Not Jesus), he was in a house and a small child, not an infant, implying they arrived a year or more after his birth. Their gifts symbolize the Messiah’s  identity and mission: gold for a king, incense for an Elohim, and myrrh, used to anoint the dead. YAHUAH honored the wise men by warning them in a dream to go home by another route and not to report back to King Herod.

http://christianity.about.com/od/newtestamentpeople/a/Three-Kings.htm and further truth ; http://www.snopes.com/holidays/christmas/3wisemen.asp

By reading this, we know that this holiday is not true doctrine. First, Yahusha (Not Jesus) was born and placed in a manger. After which, the story gets scrambled. I see pictures of baby Yahusha (Not Jesus) in a manger, surrounded by the three wise men  However, since the the wise men (No number given in Matthew 2:9-11) walked, using camels and donkeys, it was not possible for the these wise men to see Yahusha (Not Jesus) when he was born. In fact, it took approximately 1 year for the wise men to get to the inn. By then, Yahusha (Not Jesus) was indoors and no longer an infant. Secondly and most importantly, there was no Santa Claus, no Christmas trees, no snowman and no mad rush to buy presents.

Matthew 16:24. Then Yahusha, (Not Jesus) said to his disciples, “If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross (Spiritually)and follow me. Only thing is, how could this be accomplished, accurately? I don’t know about you…but I will not be following an infant trapped in a manger. That’s for sure. If Yahusha, (Not Jesus) were to return today, not many would recognize him. Non believers and delusional pagan followers currently, have visions of a infant, in their heads. A baby that’s trapped in a manger, forever.They would certainly fall prey to the false Messiah that comes before the Real Messiah.  Revelation 19:11-16. People will not be paying rent and or mortgages to buy presents for a pagan holiday that is not scripture based and not worth the energy it generates. Then sadly, when January comes, and they return to their normal schedules, many will be evicted and set out on the streets because they chose to follow a fruitless path. What does YAHUAH say about this “fruitless” path?

Jeremiah 10:1-5 (KJV):

Jeremiah 10:1 Hear ye the word which YAHUAH speaketh unto you, O house of Israel:
Jeremiah 10:2 Thus saith YAHUAH, Learn not the way of the heathen, and be not dismayed at the signs of heaven; for the heathen are dismayed at them.
Jeremiah 10:3 For the customs of the people are vain: for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe.
Jeremiah 10:4 They deck it with silver and with gold; they fasten it with nails and with hammers, that it move not.
Jeremiah 10:5 They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must needs be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also is it in them to do good.

Jeremiah 2:5 (KJV)  Thus saith YAHUAH, What iniquity have your fathers found in me, that they are gone far from me, and have walked after vanity, and are become vain?

1 Peter 4:3 (KJV) :

1Peter 4:3 For the time past of our life may suffice us to have wrought the will of the Gentiles, when we walked in lasciviousness, lusts, excess of wine, revellings, banquetings, and abominable idolatries:

1 John 5:21 (KJV)  Little children, keep yourselves from idols. Amen.

Romans 8:18-21 (KJV)

Romans 8:18 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the light which shall be revealed in us.
Romans 8:19 For the earnest expectation of the creature waiteth for the manifestation of the sons of Elohim.
Romans 8:20 For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him who hath subjected the same in hope,
Romans 8:21 Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of YAHUAH.

Our Heavenly father eagerly awaits in expectation of us to liberate ourselves from bondage and ultimate decay! Remove the blinders and stop following pagan rituals and foolish idols. The Scriptures warns us in Isaiah 55:6 to “Seek ye YAHUAH while He may be found.” I pray that you all open your eyes and follow the Ruach, that already resides in each of you. I will leave you with the full Isaiah 55:6 scripture.  May YAHUAH Bless You with Insight!

Isaiah 55:6, Also the sons of the stranger, that join themselves to YAHUAH, to serve him, and to love the name of YAHUAH, to be his servants, every one that keepeth the sabbath from polluting it, and taketh hold of my covenant;

by Joan Farley

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How Good is Yahuah’s Love

I had  been running from my Alahym for a long time and He has kept nudging me.

All through the years of my life. But I thought YAHUAH had made a mistake and

put me in the wrong century. Bad things kept happening to me. And I asked, “why

couldn’t my heart get hard like so many other people?  Why was I being used and

drained by spiritually dead people? And,  why I was surrounded by fake people

who meant me no good?” YAHUAH nagged at me and kept reminding me that He

was there. People would invite me to their church,  Christians would invite me to

study the bible with them, seemingly, when I needed to the most and I tried to

succumb to it. I would go to church for a while, or have bible study. I would

start going in their direction for a while and then slip right back into worldly

things, getting deeper and deeper into ruts that were driving me crazy. Going

from one bad relationship to the next. One fake friend after the other.  I felt

like people were going to suck the life right out of me. And at 49, I was

weary and tired one night  and I got down on my knees. I cried, and begged

YAHUAH (God back then) to come into my life. I could not handle it by

myself anymore. Too many wolves wrapped in sheep clothing were after

my soul.  That night, I gave myself to Yahuah (Still calling Him God),

completely. I begged for the ancient paths and the old ways. My heart

and  my spirit were broken. I surrendered and felt only YAHUAH could

help me at that point. My situation was bigger than me. Immediately

after crying and praying, I felt a sense of calm. I felt like everything was

going to be all right. I was trying to turn my life around. I was tired of

drugging and hanging with people, who could care less about me. I was

tired of dragging myself through the mud, for things that happened to me,

that was out of my control.  It was not my fault.  Yet, I blamed me for the

child molesters that corrupted my childhood and I blamed me for the bullies

that wreaked havoc on my young life. As a young adult, I thought I was

destined to forever have tragic things happen to me. I was sexually

assaulted and my virginity was taken in date rape. It all came to a head

in my mid 20s. But I had to go through 4 nervous breakdowns. I had

three beautiful babies, out of wedlock, by three different fathers. All

three fathers chose not to be involved in their child’s life. This  was

incredibly painful. I blamed myself and  spiraled out of control and

street drugs took over. I hated me and I blamed YAHUAH for all that

had gone horribly wrong in my life. But, it was not Yahuah’s fault.

The prince of this world is Satan. Everything that happened to me reeked

of the devil. Yah had no part in my worldly traumas. The child molesters,

the bullies, the men that sexually assaulted me and my date rape were all

done by spiritually dead people. And they almost took me down with them.

The nervous breakdowns, the self destructive path with suicide attempts,

almost but did not shut down the light inside of me. Yahuah knew that He

had a better plan for me. I couldn’t see it. All I knew was that I was too kind

hearted and people were always trying to take advantage of me. That was my

biggest weakness, or so I thought. See YAHUAH is Love. And His Love is Kind.

YAHUAH made me kind and loving. It wasn’t my fault that people couldn’t stand

being around my goodness and tried to corrupt me or destroy me. For a while

though, they did steal my joy and almost ruined me. But once I surrendered,

Alahym enveloped me with a sense of assurance that “this too shall pass”. I

became celibate, started my own business with zero seed money, and struggled

to make it in the entrepreneurial world. Don’t get me wrong, my new struggles

are good struggles. I stay humble and strive to be in the world but not of the world.

YAHUAH has been good to me. My business is growing at a slow but solid pace.

YAHUAH removed the  bad people that were hanging in my life and blessed me

with not friends but Achy and Achuty people that have become my family. All

of them have Yahuah first in their lives. But it didn’t stop there. Yahuah knew I

needed to grow and learn, to stay busy and work to sustain. I needed help and I

prayed and asked to be able to stand on my own two feet. He sent business my

way, that found me on the internet. He placed spiritual people in my path that

is helping me to learn and grow. As far as relationships with the opposite sex,

I’m waiting and we shall see. I’m not looking. Just allowing the YAHUAH to

provide all that I need. I’ve already squandered 30 years of my life on guys

who didn’t deserve the time of day, yet alone, have access to my mind, body

and soul. For that, I have been celibate for  two years. I do not want do

anything that’s not pleasing to YAHUAH. I’m not yet able to stand on my own

two feet. But, it’s coming. I can feel it.  And I claim it, in YAHUSHA’S  name.

YAHUAH is all I want now. And  YAHUAH provides people around me to assist

with my spiritual walk. I now have genuine people that really care about me in

my life. Isn’t that something? I could cry at how beautiful YAHUAH’S love is…

but I won’t get emotional. After all these years of having cold hearted, spiritually

dead people just take, take, and take from me, I can now say, for the first time in

my life….I have true family around me. How Good is Yah’s Love? Priceless.

YAHUAH ALAHYM don’t make mistakes!

by Joan Farley

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THE SPIRITUAL ATTACKS ON MY FLESH

My skin issues is a testimony in itself.  From the very young age of 4 until my current age of 53, I have had one skin eruption after the other. These eruptions would appear out of no where and wreak havoc on my existence. I felt ashamed and humiliated because of the way other classmates would taunt me in school.  Even as an adult, I felt ashamed and would stay indoors during break outs to avoid stares. If I wanted to venture outdoors, I needed at least 24 hours to prep my skin to get it, “Outdoor ready.” And that would only buy me a window of 2, maybe 3 hours. Then I would have to run back home

Your skin is the largest organ of the body. And when skin issues occur, it can be very debilitating. From childhood until now, 52 years old, I have had bouts with different skin issues. First, as a child, I had Eczema.  ttp://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001856/   My inner arms and behind my knees would crack and bleed. That was very painful. When that cleared up, I had the worse case of Chicken Pox you ever want to see.  http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0002559/ I had chicken pox in my mouth, in my ears, and everywhere else you could think of. I wanted to die, on the spot. Funny thing, I was on a trip  to Canada. It was on the way back from New York to DC that I just broke out and had a fever with it. I was miserable. As a teenager, out of no where, I broke out from Pityriasis  Rosea. http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001874/   I lost pigmentation from the tip of my nose, down to the bottom of my thighs. I had to bring a doctor’s note to school, stating that I was not contagious.  Of course, no one wanted to sit by me in class. Thank Yahuah, that cleared up as fast as it came. After child birth, some years later, I break out with Psoriasis. http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001470/  I lived with the psoriasis over 20 years and tried every topical known. I spent thousands of dollars in lotions and oils, with only temporary results. I tried to get into trial studies of psoriasis but they said my break out was mild and they wanted the severe cases first. Recently, I tried UVB Phototherapy.   http://www.psoriasis-cure-now.org/uvb-puva/   And to my surprise, it provided relief for the first two months. I was feeling better about myself and I felt less self conscious about it.  Then, the strangest thing happened. The psoriasis went into remission and all of a sudden, I broke out from Pityriasis Lichenoides.  A rare skin disease.  http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/1099078-overview  The worse break out was on my left arm and hand. Then a series of smaller, less significant breakouts elsewhere.  My left arm and hand itched like crazy. I had to wear long sleeves on hot days.  I showed my dermatologist and ultimately, the biopsy determined what it was.  She told me that I need full bodied PUVA treatments.   http://www.psoriasis-cure-now.org/uvb-puva/ However, before I could get to the PUVA treatments, another strange thing happened. My face broke out from what is known as Acne Rosacea. http://www.medicinenet.com/rosacea/article.htm and because if it, the pigmentation in my face has all but left. I’ve read that menopause may be the underlying cause for the facial issues. All I know is that I am tired. Tired of having to deal with, yet, another skin issue.

Having all of these bouts with different skin afflictions have been a humbling experience.  I am self conscious of my skin and only venture out of doors for work related activities. If I don’t have to go outside, I won’t go. It has triggered anxiety reactions in me. I have very dry skin, which was a catalyst to all the issues I have been through, regarding my skin. My current skin condition is considered manageable. I can get my skin presentable for going outside. I use Eucerin Plus Intensive Repair lotion.  http://www.drugstore.com/eucerin-plus-intensive-repair-lotion/qxp164048  This lotion provides the milky, creamy base that I need for my dry skin. It’s been very effective in helping my skin get public ready. What ever occurs with my skin next, would be of no consolation.  I’m  told that because I’ve  had chicken pox, I can look forward to Shingles later.  http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001861/ Since I break out from everything, the dermatologist started treating my psoriasis with steroids (cortisone) injections. http://www.papaa.org/psoriatic-arthritis-treatments/corticosteroids And, it seems to work very well. All the break outs disappeared with markings or spots of where the psoriasis were. I still have Acne Rosacea. However, Tretinoin 0.05% cream night treatments keep the breakouts minimal. So my skin at this time is acceptable. Because of Yahuah, I have a great dermatologist that can address any and all of my break outs professionally. I am now a happy camper.

by Joan Farley 

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Exercise, Have Fun, and Spend Minimal Dollars

I found a great way to exercise, have fun and spend minimal dollars. You have to take your mind and body back to a place, you know so well.  Its a place where you have your fondest childhood memories. Yes, the playground.  I went to the playground and just swung on the swing for about 15 minutes.  Later, my legs, back, shoulders and arms felt sore. But while I was swinging, memories of the fun I had as a child on my very first swing set, flooded my mind. It was wonderful and I felt exuberant. There’s a sense of freedom as you go higher and higher. I want more. I have to go back to the playground. So move over kids, here I come.  Most of the playground items from my child hood are gone. I saw no merry go rounds, no see saws, and no monkey bars. There are play gyms with built in slides. Some of which are too small for adults. I suggest doing your homework in locating the playgrounds of the past. For me, Washington DC had a host of old styled playgrounds, loaded with goodies. I do think See Saws are long gone because of injuries to children like bruised knees, bleeding chins, etc.  http://www.livingwellmagazine.net/health/lwm-health-news/family-health/109-is-the-seesaw-missing-from-your-playground-of-health

Did you know you can burn 200 calories by swinging on the swings for one hour.  http://www.livestrong.com/article/372316-is-swinging-on-a-swing-good-exercise/

You can have a whole playground workout, right along with your kids.  http://venice-kichura.suite101.com/how-to-have-a-playground-workout-a77667

The health benefits of working out at the playground are endless.  http://voices.yahoo.com/the-playground-exercise-plan-parents-317054.html

Remember hopscotch? Well, there is a great fitness benefit to hopscotch too. http://mizfitonline.com/2010/12/15/five-reasons-you-need-to-hopscotch/

You can also take things along with you to enjoy a great workout while having fun.  Hula hoops can be used plain or weighted for extra benefit. http://www.livestrong.com/article/288017-what-are-the-fitness-benefits-of-hula-hooping/

Jump ropes are great work out accessory. http://www.fitnessmagazine.com/workout/arms/express/jump-rope-workouts/

Remember the “Skip, skip, skip to my lou  song?” You can skip your way to fitness too.  Having fun, laughing and playing is the key to overall health.  http://www.telegraph.co.uk/health/dietandfitness/3343767/Skipping-your-way-to-fitness.html

The whole idea is to have fun, without spending a bunch of money. Jump rope costs anywhere from $2.00 dollars to $40.00. Hula Hoops costs from $4.00 dollars to $30.00. And, you don’t need a gym bag. Just put on some sweat clothes, tennis shoes, and go have some pure uncut fun! Enjoy life. Get out there and play. Have fun and lose weight.

by Joan Farley

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A Laugh (Revisited)

Every time I think of what happened, I crack up laughing. We we to the doctor’s office, so my mother could complete her check up. And the psychiatrist (Husband and Wife team) was there too seeing patients as well. I figured on a long wait because several patients were ahead of us. But before I could relax with my iPod, a hot flash came on and all of a sudden, sweat just started pouring off me. So I asked the receptionist if the heat was on because it was so hot. She said, “No, the heats not on, but if you’re hot, you can turn the fan on. I turn around and look at the fan and its a stand up fan standing on a pedestal. A patient waiting on a seat, near the fan, attempted to turn the fan on. But the fan would not power on. She looked at my mother, seated beside her and my mother said, in a calm voice, “It might work better if it was plugged in.” I looked down at the floor, near the outlet and the power end on the cord, was laying near the wall. She plugged it in and the fan came on, giving me relief.

I looked at the lady and she had a look of chagrin on her face. I said, “Make sure you tell the doctor all of that so she can give you the right meds.”  At that moment, I burst out laughing and couldn’t stop. I don’t know, it was one of those silly moments where I could not stop laughing. Every time I looked at her, I couldn’t control it. I kept picturing her, fiddling with power button. And the fan was unplugged. The receptionist asked me if I was OK. And I said no and screamed with laughter into my crumbled clothes to muffle the sound.  She got mad at me and unplugged the fan, thinking that would stop me. I fell out on the floor and was banging on the carpet.

Then, I started thinking, “Hold up, if she is here to see the psychiatrist. you better get a hold of yourself.” So I picked myself back up, on to the chair and tried to gain some kind of composure. And it was working until I saw her in my peripheral view. I got up and almost ran out of the office, laughing all over again crying and both sides hurting. I know she wanted to beat my ass to the ground. But guess what? She didn’t know if I was there to see the psychiatrist or not.  And the thoughts of me going off on her, was sure to have crossed her mind, too. I stayed in the outer lobby of the building until my mother was done.  Laughing hard like that makes me look like a silly ass immature kid, but I love getting my laugh on. It can be debilitating for me. When I’m driving, I have to pull over and maybe let someone else drive.  And, I can’t control it. When it comes, my daughter knows how to rub my back and help me to get control of my faculties. It can occur at any time, any where, and any place.  Just pray for me guys. This is one behavior flaw that can be irritating for some. (Whatever)

by Joan Farley Nyobe

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