Month: January 2016

Dealing with a New Symptom

Sometimes I forget how I’m allowed to deal with a new symptom hitting my body. Sometimes I let something ‘sneak in’ and I baby it and coddle it.
Here’s my advice; spend at least as much time telling the symptom to go away as you do researching what it might be. And do the ‘telling’ before the ‘research’.
I feel like I’m fighting for my life here, because I’ve picked a fight with the devil. So all kinds of crap has been thrown my way; most I’ve identified early as an attack and dealt with it. But not all.
Backache three weeks ago: I didn’t remember tweaking my back, but I woke up one morning like I had been hit by a truck. I just took it easy for a few days and coddled it.
Backache yesterday: 20 minutes after I told my husband that my back didn’t hurt anymore and I could move my own chair, that same back pain came back with a vengeance. THIS time, I told it that it had no right, and I didn’t have time to deal with it. I sent it packing, and it was gone in 30 seconds.
Cough: I was doing a video and was about to ask for someone to pray for me, when I started to cough like I’ve never before. While it was throwing all these diseases and outcomes my way, I got mad and called it ‘down’. I immediately stopped coughing, but then I heard, ‘you can’t ask for healing for your lungs when you’ve caused the problems yourself.’
I go through some other recent examples, but the long and short of it is that you have authority, and you have the choice of what symptoms you ‘coddle’ and which you ‘send packing’.

In a different dialect, I would say, ‘do you have faith/belief in the symptom, or in the healing?’ Your faith/belief adds reality to an idea, either positive or negative. If you believe the symptom indicates you are sick, then the probability of that being true just went up. When you tell someone you are sick because of your symptom, then the probability of that being true just went up.

Be warned though; as soon as you have victory with one symptom, they will come at you with something else. In my case, when I had put the cough ‘down’, I immediately heard that it was selfish of me to ask for healing when I had done the damage to myself.

Or they will try to get you to agree to a lesser disease. Something like getting you to say, ‘I can deal with the flu, as long as I don’t have GI issues’. Bam; you got the flu.

God would never say, ‘you made your bed, now you gotta sleep in it’. He has lived through every hurt and pain and disappointment in your life, and saw every decision you made. He knows what happened, and why you did what you did.
If you had the ability to heal your kids, wouldn’t YOU? Do you think you love your kids more than God loves His?

JUMPED!

DDFGM - #6For those of you who wonder…..What happen to Stacey? Our freaking family JUMPED and walked away from 90% it was like a Oprah episode, but no Dr. Phil at the end of the show and all 5 of us came out better, but we had to have the courage to JUMP and we all did. Our life changed and we don’t miss a thing we walked away from. It gave a fresh perspective and new eyes to a bunch of lies we believed about stuff and how it was suppose to serve us in some way, but it didn’t even begin to serve us until we got rid of almost all of it. We are not the same because we JUMPED….Then we set out to find what we love to do…each of us, knowing we had a gift you cant label because it does not look like anything else because it is unique to each of us. This was the goal of this adventure finding our passion and God given gifts and learning to walk it out and gave up the security of a home and an income and set out on an adventure that would kick our ass everyday for the last 3 years we would live together in less than 400 square feet and roll with the sucker punches of being homeless and losing everything! Free falling and hitting every tree and rock on the way down waiting and begging for the parachute to open because…We didn’t do this to live in more defeat and desperation. On what feels like the eve of losing everything again and free falling while bleeding out. I ask if you pray….Please pray for our family. We have such a vision for good and it feels like we can almost see it…..So when you see videos of me drunk and carrying on making a fool of myself as many of you feel. It was intentional to post myself at my worst not cleaned up or polished up safe for people to see. I wanted to expose that force trying to devour me and that continues to plant seeds of hopelessness. You will never know how hard it was to lay down my pride and let the brokenness and failure show for everyone to see. I felt it would speak louder than anything because showing the free fall would benefit my truth more then the lies I am suppose to live under that keeps me from jumping and believing there is this God that would catch me. My gift is Faith… Faith for this amazing Hope in a future for everyone and something everyday tries to steal this message from inside my spirit. I have fought so hard against what would feel like most days death of everyone of my dreams… Then I think where does that leave me? I have dreams for my Husband, Kids, Family, Friends and Everyone who encounters me. Even in passing you have no idea the words my spirit speaks over that strangers life that passes me as I smile. I can feel the oppression and hear the lies in your head and sometimes even see the demons dressed in old time clothes that thinks it has a right to you because it was assigned to your parents and grandparents and so on…I know the truth, it has no right to you and I call them off and battle for you in secret. Because I know this is not just for you, but an entire family and everyone you encounter. This is my gift and something so wicked just tries to steal it away. We serve our demons with our fears and worry, some of us with our hate and rage which fuels them and makes them stronger. I am trying so hard in this free fall to keep throwing the punches at the enemy of all my dreams, but not sure how much more I can fight or free fall because now these bastards are suggesting I just surrender to the end of all this and the best thing I could hope for is the crash that just ends it all and will give me peace. They lie! There is no peace in the death of all my dreams, just more fuel for the ghosts who haunt my thoughts. I saw this video today and it inspired all of this, watch and enjoy. Thanks for reading this, we can all rally together, because we all, everyone of us share the same enemy to all of our dreams and sometimes we need to be reminded. After all of this, in my heart of hearts I believe no matter how this life appears to others that didn’t agree or understand why we Jumped, I hope this video gives you a fresh perspective. I get it, but there are 1,000’s of brilliant stories of victories during the JUMP, and my hope today fuels me for a hope of a future because this amount of faith can not be returned void! Thank you , Steve Harvey,  family and friends can you all just say a prayer and send out happy parachute opening vibes…..Maybe come up with a dance…a parachute opening dance, we need all of the good mojo we can get.
Love you Sweets!

 

How I Met My Frederick Friends

It’s a rainy December evening, and I’m missing what I call my ‘Frederick Friends’.

So many great people I met while we were taking a break from the RV, while it was getting repaired for the 9th time in 3 years for the some of the same issues, in the little town of Frederick Maryland.

It struck me as funny that I met a lot of them during smoke breaks, while all of us were huddled outside fighting the cold and snow.

So… Needing a hot shower at the YMCA again, because the RV was broken down AGAIN.

Thanks for standing behind your product VOLTAGE and DUTCHMAN <SARCASM>

Finding Frederick Maryland, and some awesome friends on smoke breaks.

Oh, and Dave Grohl’s name pops up. Pretty random.

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Viewer Mail – PDFO The Struggle is Real

Posted on by Stacey

This in from a viewer:

‘Does it get heavy carrying around the fairy dust you have to carry around to believe all that stuff you believe?’

The correct term is Pixie Dust Fall Out, and the struggle is real.
Growing up in close proximity to Disney World.
I knew I’d want a job in which I could wear fishnets, which meant either a saloon girl or a can-can dancer.

Way too many Diamond Horseshoe Review and Rosie O’Grady shows.
PDFO: The struggle is real people. Don’t hate me cause I’m happy.