First let me set this up by introducing one of my life friends, Tonya Colvin.Â Tonya and i met in Nursery school and we have been the “bestest” of friends ever since!Â Second, I’d like to do a better job of supporting all my fellow passengers who have decided to operate their own business ventures.
So I am XCITED!!! to announce the Grand Opening ofÂ “Sister’s Heart!”
Tonya announces two retail locations.Â Both her online site and retail store, are now open for business.Â I hope to help her here on the Train to attract lots of visitors and customers to her unique line of creative handmade products and gifts.
In these economic times it’s the small businesses that are projected to both provided employment and resurrect the economy so please, spread the word about Tony’s business and others to be featured here on the LiFeTrain.
Tonya invites all those visiting or living in the Atlanta area to Visit her retail store at:
The Old Salem Swap Shop
1439 Old Salem Rd.
Conyers, GAÂ 30013
This a story about a person who was at Target buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for their loyal pet, Sheriff, the Wonder Dog:
I was in the checkout line when woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had, an elephant?Â So since I’m retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn’t have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again.Â I added that I probably shouldn’t, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I’d lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry.Â The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again.Â (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story..)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me.Â I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter’s butt and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard. Target won’t let me shop there anymore.
Better watch what you ask old folks. They have all the time in the world to think of crazy things to say.
Old folks and little people…ya never know what they just might say…
Hey passengers once again let me share what’s on my mind and thank you for the privilege to share with you today!
The more positive the thoughts I find flowing through my mind, the more contented I will feel…really.Â Â Â I have surmised that it is easy to feel contented when I am praised and appreciated but to remain contented when I amÂ being criticized and rejected is the mark of my real spiritual strength. The feel that the way to develop this level of strength is to learn about God’s way of loving.Â Only when I am in deep contemplation can I see God showing me the kind of love I need to express so that I myself never reject or criticize and always generate good wishes for others.Â When I remember what I am passing along to you I most always will feel satisfied no matter what life throws at me.Â So, as the author once said, don’t sweat the small stuff…and It’s all small stuff!
This is a love letter to all of you who hop the train daily.Â Read on and you’ll understand.
Admittedly, I will be “ALL” over the place with this piece.Â However, if you walk away with nothing else, know that this is a reminder to us all as to the awesome privilege we have to go before the Lord in prayer thanks to Jesus, the son of the great “I AM, That I AM”.
Each Wednesday I found myself starting to go through the motion ( a ritual if you will) by posting pretty much the same message, asking that you join me in prayer at noon.Â Â Well, my spirit has been convicted lately because I was becoming a bit of a Pharisee.Â I was just going through the motions after awhile, almost being legalistic and scripted in what I was asking of each of us without really realizing the true privilege we have been afforded via the death, burial and resurrection of Christ.
A couple of things happened this week that brought me to being “REMINDED”.Â First, each day at work,Â I begin by trying to plow through hundreds of emails, click, delete, click respond, click forward, click delete, click delete, oops, that was my boss…thank god for the trash bin, ah there it is.Â Better slow down there big fella.Â Anyway, I try to have Dr. Charles Stanley on to soak in some good to fortify my spirit beforeÂ things that make me wanna cuss begin.
On Tuesday and Wednesday of this week, Dr. Stanley taught on and reminded me that I really need to count it a blessing that we have the privilege of going direct to God, by-passing the Priest, in Jesus name.Â Â Give it a listen if you care/Dare:Â CLICK .Â The teaching can be found in the Radio Broadcast archives if it isn’t still posted.Â The title of the teaching is:
An Awesome Privilege Based on Matthew 7:7-11, this message examines why prayer is an awesome privilege. Listen NowÂ Â»
If you have problems getting the Podcast, again located under Radio Broadcast or with the podcast archives, let me know.Â I was blessed, hope you will be too.
Second, yesterday I was sitting at my desk when my favorite cousin called.Â She let me know that one of my best friends, my Brother, one of my trusted pastors and at one time College roommate, Dale Degrote was on the line.Â She asked me if I wanted to participate in a three way.Â I told her yes but I would not be on long because I was SO busy.Â Well, if you were to ever meet my Brother form another mother you know that you gon git some Jesus, period, in each and every conversation.Â So, since it was lunchtime, and my brother was feeding my spirit, as usual so well, I just gave up on the keyboard and went to lunch, bluetooth in tow.
During the conversationÂ I was doubly blessed because, by fate, by divine intervention, pre -ordained, his wife Shirley joined right in.Â It happened in such a manner that it had to be the Holy Spirit prevailing, really.
Now, I don’t know why, but Shirley lit into me about harboring un-forgiveness, and even though she was spitting fire she truly broke it down in love.Â …how did she know?Â They kinda tagged team me and left me very convicted…again in love.Â My cousin and I later admitted that it was one of the best church services we had attended in a long time.Â Admittedly, I do struggle with some un-forgiveness in a rather passive aggressive manner.Â In secret so I thought, but it was like God hit up Shirley on her cell and gave her the belts and switches to beat my ….er, butt.Â Really though, I have to thank them both.
Now I told you I would be all over the place with this one.Â Anyway, the conversation eventually migrated to the subject of prayer.Â I was amazed as my Pastor, my brother pretty much imparted in my spirit much of what Dr. Stanley had been doing over the last two days.Â He reminded me how lucky this generation is that the veil was ripped, no more goats blood, no more one priest, but now we are all priests with access to the throne through the use of his son’s name.Â Praise Jesus for his sacrifice at the cross.
So, I’ll bring this to closure by once again asking you to join me at noon, for a prayer of your own, 5 seconds or 5 minutes, but please join me each week, Wednesday at noon.Â Exercise your right…in Jesus name.
Oh, I said this was a love letter.Â Well, what better love can one share then that which reminds you of the one who loved the world so much that he gave his only begotten son.Â What better love can you or I share then to help others come into the full knowledge of Jesus Christ?Â So, my fellow passengers, with re-newed vigor, I ask you to say a prayer at noon, that God will have mercy on us all.
Father in heaven, thank you for friends like Dale and Shirley and the many others you have sent my way who remind me of the awesome privilege we have to bow before you, as unworthy as we are, in the name of your son, Christ Jesus.Â Thank you Jesus for paving a way for us to pray to you the son, the father and the Holy Spirit.
In Jesus name..Amen…
All Aboard…The LiFeTrain
OH!!!Â Before you de-train…if you aren’t familiar with this CD, get it and get some joy…it’s HOT!Â Click the image:
Oh…and one last thing, I promise…this is me and my most special cousin who might as well be my sister…
Passengers, Can you puh-leeze tell me why does it seem that When a relationship ends, ya gotta experience turmoil and loss? Â And it’s funny but true that the one who is left feeling abandoned bears the brunt of the pain. Why does it hurt so much when someone leaves us? Actually, I think I figured it out.
Now I personally am a Vulcan, devoid of emotions.Â So I am writing this for yall, cause not only am I a Vulcan devoid of feelings, and generally emotionally unavailable…BUT…(all be quiet!),Â I have heard that loving and wanting someone who does not love us back engenders a deep personal wound. Rejection hits a raw nerve whose root begins in childhood (ouch). It arouses our abandonment issues. Abandonment is a primal fear, the first fear that each of us experience as an infant. It is the fear that we will be left, literally abandoned, with no one to care for us.
Abandonment’s wound is cumulative. It contains all of our losses, disconnections and disappointments from early on, the death of a parent, a teenage breakup, being out-shown by a sibling, these experiences make us more susceptible to heartbreak when we are abandoned as adults.
Did I mention that I was a Vulcan? I am Chock, brother of Spock, so don’t think I personally could ever be hurt cause I am devoid of emotions and feelings!
The abandonment wound, stored deep within the limbic brain, is easily triggered. I feel…I mean YOU feel its raw nerve twinge when you fail to get recognition at work, a friend forgets to invite you to a party, or a date you thought was special did not call me, I mean you back. When being left is the trigger, core abandonment fears erupt. Stress hormones course through our bodies, compelling even the strongest among us to feel desperate and dependent. However self-sufficient we think we are, we suddenly feel we canâ€™t live without him/her. Being left also kicks up our control issues. The breakup wasn’t our choice. Someone else cast us into this aloneness by choosing not to be with us. We feel at loss of our personal power to compel another person’s love. “I must be unlovable and unworthy for her to discard me like that.” Abandonment is similar to other types of bereavement, but its grief is complicated by rejection and betrayal. We turn the rage against ourselves, accounting for the severe depression that accompanies heartbreak. When we blame the breakup on our supposed inadequacies, we abandon ourselves. We automatically think to ourselves, â€œThere must be something wrong with me that makes me not worth keeping.â€
We emerge not only disconnected from self-love, but with a heightened fear of abandonment. If one person can discard us, we fear others will do the same to us in the future. Rather than dissipate, this fear tends to incubate. Its insecurity burrows deep within us where it sabotages our relationships. The fear of being left makes it more difficult to let go. The rejection creates nagging conflict; closure remains incomplete. We feel unjustly dismissed and we long for an opportunity to vindicate the hurt. We are left alone to grapple with the broken pieces. Mixed with our rage is a desire for our ex to come back to take away the hurt and rejection.
The paradox of abandonment is the tendency to idealize the abandoner. He or she emerges in our imaginations as a powerful figure. We assume she must be very special to have caused this much torment simply by being absent. The intense craving is confusing to our limbic brain. Stress hormones course through our bodies, causing a heightened response to anything related to our ex for a long time.
An important thing to understand is there are five universal stages that accompany the loss of love: Shattering, Withdrawal, Internalizing, Rage, and Lifting. As we make our way through these stages of grief and recovery, we build self-esteem, resolve fear and self-doubt and restore the spirit.Â Guys…read this paragraph again…it may hurt now…but the aforementioned is in fact true…Did I mention that I was infact a divorced Vulcan? The Five Stages of Abandonment are: 1. Shattering: Severing of love-connection, devastation, shattering of hopes and dreams. The emotions are shock, panic, despair, feeling you can’t live without your love. 2. Withdrawal: You’re in painful withdrawal of love-loss, as intense as heroin withdrawal. The emotions are yearning, craving, obsessing, longing for your ex’s return. 3. Internalizing: As you try to making sense of the rejection, you doubt and blame yourself. Idealizing the abandoner at your own expense, narcissistic injury sets in and fear incubates. 4. Rage: Reversing the rejection and having retaliatory feelings. Displacing anger on friends who don’t understand or are critical of the abandoner leads to more unhealthy action. 5. Lifting: Rising out despair, life begins to distract you. You begin to open to love again and all its possibilities. You â€œSWIRLâ€ through all the stages over and over until you emerge out the end of the tunnel a changed person capable of greater life and love than before. And did I mention that I was a divorced Vulcan?
What would Mondays be without “Merry Monday” Motivation? (OK, donâ€™t answer that.)
I hope youâ€™ll play along and help us all get things done today too. All you have to do is let us know here on the Train what you plan to get done today, and tell us what will motivate you to do so! Is is a shopping spree, or the threat of no coffee?
I commit to you, fair readers, to respond to every comment made on the blog today.Â So let an old guy know…How can we get things done this week…share yout thoughts, tips and game plan.
Last week one of the LiFeTrain questions of the day was who’s house?Â You can refer back to the article for the full skinny..and the passenger who actually got the answer, but missed the prize on a technicality (But, please keep trying gurl!)..OH!Â The prize was:
Anyway, as a good girlfriend of mine said…The house is Dawg Dudes!
Which just happens to be on TV so no fund$ will be required…”KINGS”.
There is a new prime-time television program titled “Kings” that is
essentially a modern-day telling (with variations) of the story of David
The story centers on two modern-day nations (Gilboa and Gath) at war.
As you may know, Gilboa was the mountainous region where King Saul was
killed by the Philistines (2 Samuel 21:12) and Gath was one of the five
major cities of the Philistines (1 Samuel 6:17).
The program begins with King Silas Benjamin (Silas being substituted for
Saul, who was of the tribe of Benjamin – 1 Samuel 9:1-2) dedicating the
newly-built capital city of Shiloh (Shiloh had no Biblical connection to
the life of Saul, but the Lord did reveal himself to the prophet,
Samuel, in Shiloh – 1 Samuel 3:21).
Prior to giving his dedication speech, King Silas asks his personnel
“Where is Reverend Samuels?” (Reverend Samuels is a character
representing the prophet, Samuel, and is the spiritual advisor to King
Silas – he is supposed to be giving the benediction at the dedication,
but has car trouble and stops at a farm owned by the Sheppard family.
David Sheppard (yes you guessed correctly) is the youngest of seven
brothers on the farm.Â He fixes Reverend Samuels car.Â Reverend Samuels
touches David’s forehead as if rendering an anointing and gives David a
A few years later David and his brother, Eli, are in the Gilboan army
fighting against Gath.Â Gath has huge tanks that are named “Goliath”
tanks.Â Against orders from the Gilboan army commander at the
battle-site, David crosses into enemy lines and rescues some Gilboan
soldiers that have been taken hostages by the Gath army.Â During the
rescue, David takes out a “Goliath” tank with a rocket launcher and
becomes an instant hero in Gilboa.Â The next day’s news headline reads
“David Slays Goliath.”
King Silas is extremely grateful because one of the hostages David
rescues is his son, Jack Benjamin (this character cannot be a reference
to Saul’s son Jonathan, who was a strong friend and supporter of David,
because Jack is a closet homosexual, dislikes David and has a lust for
A banquet is given in David’s honor at the Gilboan palace, David meets
King Silas’ daughter, Michelle (a reference to Michal, Saul’s daughter
whom David married – 1 Samuel 18:27) and finds an exquisite grand piano
that he can play very well – a reference to David’s musician abilities
(1 Samuel 16:23).
Another Biblical reference is King Silas’ general of the armies.Â His
name is Abner (1 Samuel 14:50)
Near the end of the two-hour premiere, Reverend Samuels confront King
Silas regarding some devious things the King has done and tells him,
“Because you have rejected the Lord’s words, He has rejected you from
being King and will choose another” – a reference to 1 Samuel 15:26.
King Silas replies, “To hell with God.”
A couple of times during the program, King Silas gives a speech to the
people wherein he cites a dream he’s had of butterflies flying around
his head and forming a crown, but at the end of the episode, butterflies
flock to David and form a crown on his head.
This appears to me to be a good program with the propensity for giving
viewers a desire to read the Biblical account of this story.Â I hope it
will stick around awhile and serve as an evangelical tool to television
viewers unfamiliar with God’s living, life-giving and health-restoring
Word (Hebrews 4:12, Proverbs 4:22).
The show’s time slot is 8pm, Sunday nights on NBC.
When it’s all said and done…I would like to ultimately be remembered as a saâ‹…gaâ‹…cious type of a cool type of a fella, who loved “THE OHIO STATE UNIVERSITY BUCKEYES!”.Â …And should have been drafted as a first round draft choice NFL Quarterback or NBA Point Guard “OR” a left-handed catcher for my beloved Cincinnati REDS!
Ok…so, in that vein here’s my first attempt at fulfilling my goal…
I’ll call this one the “CRIPPLE” effect:
Ill start by using the cliche’ What goes around comes around which of course is not a new insight.Â It is something most of us intuitively know but easily forget, as we attempt to hold on to most things which come to us. What we don’t realize is the ripple effect can easily become the cripple effect. Everything we think and do not only ripples out into the world, it also creates an impression on our own consciousness inside.Â If one day you decide to get really angryÂ at someone, then you create a memory of your irritation and carve a kind of scar or groove on your consciousness. Within this scar or groove is a recording of the image of the person as you have decided to perceive them, and the energy of your anger surrounding that image. Remember, you put it there, not them.