A Laughing Lesson

You know you have a special relationship with Hashem, when something that should make you cry, makes you laugh hysterically.

This morning started out fairly normal, but we had plans to go to a friend’s house, so we had to get dressed and do some extra things we’re not usually accustomed to doing that early in the day.

We get out the door, and I notice Isaac doesn’t have a kippa on, so I search for about 10 minutes while trying to gather the last things I need to load. I finally find it tucked between a nightside stand and a bed. We’re going to be late–again. I’m not usually on time–hello, I’m a random, flitty mother of three–but being married to Ishi for 10 years, has made me a little more conscious of the time and other people.

As I am lecturing Isaac about being responsible and taking care of what he knows he needs to do before we go out anywhere, I call my friend, because I forgot to call her before we left. Then I look down and see that the car needs to be refilled with gas. And you know what happened next? I’m pretty sure you have a guess, but I’ll just tell you–Judah threw up. Perhaps, I should have known that he was ill when right after breakfast, he lay down on the dining room floor in child’s pose. But hindsight is always 20/20, so I call my friend back and let her know that we have a sick kiddo. The car now smells of vomit, so I roll down the windows while cruising at 55 miles an hour; the gas gauge is slowly creeping toward the “E”.  It’s another 2 miles before I finally reach a gas station. Thank You, Hashem.

Okay, no big deal, I’ll just fill up the tank and clean up Judah a little before we head back home–WHAT? Where’s my wallet? Where’s my wallet?

I begin to panic a little. Three dollar bills; that’s all I have in my purse, there’s not even any extra loose change, just three measly dollar bills. I get out of the car and walk in to pay for $3 of gas at pump 11. I walk back out the door, and at that moment, I must look like a crazy person, because I burst out laughing. I can’t believe what is happening. I immediately know this whole charade is from Hashem.

After, I got home I had time to reflect on what happened. I realized Hashem was trying to make me laugh, but He was also trying to teach me a lesson. This is not the first time Hashem has gone to great lengths to get my attention and get me to “lighten up”. Today was just another lesson in teaching me to laugh, even when everything is going wrong, because He loves me and wants me to not fear or be sad when the harder trials come; and believe me, they are coming.

The trials that we deal now will look like child’s play compared to the things that we will have to deal with in, what I believe to be, the very near future. It’s time to prepare to go through the tougher times, by learning to laugh now. And when I get to those tougher times, I will be able to look back and thank Hashem for getting me ready.

Later on, I realized that He wasn’t just trying to get me prepared emotionally, but also psychologically and physically. If I had been more prepared this morning, perhaps the only mishap to occur would have been Judah throwing up. If I had started planning last night, I would have known what I needed to take and I would have left a little earlier to fill up the gas tank.

I see the news; I don’t have to be a genius to know that this world is going crazy. It’s time to get ready; it’s time to prepare; it’s time to be prepared. I pray that if you need a little wake up call, He’ll be as gracious and loving to you as He was to me this morning. We are all works in progress. We all need help navigating through the waters of life. I am just so grateful for a Father in Heaven Who takes the time to teach me to accept a spanking with simcha–joy.

Blessings and Shalom,

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Yeshua as Messiah: My Testimony (Part 1)

Is Yeshua the Messiah? Some people say, yes; some people say, no. Certainly, if you want to believe He is Messiah, you can find adequate proof, and if you don’t want to believe He is Messiah, you can, again, find adequate proof. So how are we supposed to know the truth?

There is no doubt that people standing under the banner of Christianity have killed countless Jews and other people groups in the name of Jesus in order to further their religious dogmas. There is not even a question of these actions being justified or right in the eyes of Hashem. But does this negate Yeshua from being the Messiah just because people have misused His words and abused and killed others in His name?

I grew up in a deeply, devout Christian home, because that was what Hashem ordained for me. I accepted Jesus as my Master and Messiah at two years old. You might think a child of two is too young to understand or profess any belief in God or Jesus, but I still remember it so clearly. Jesus was the Door that I came to believe in the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.

My parents have always loved the Jewish people and believed that the Jews were and always will be God’s chosen people. When my mother was a little girl, she told her mother that she wanted to be Jewish, so my grandmother bought her a Star of David. When I was a child, I remember going into her room and rummaging in her jewelry box just to look at it, and, later on, beg to wear it around my own neck.

When I was in high school, my parents hosted a Passover seder in our home. I remember feeling so incredibly content and comfortable celebrating something that maybe would have felt foreign to other people. I felt a connection to Hashem and His people like I had never felt before.

Then in 2003, my parents took me, my sisters, and my brother-in-law to Israel. Being in the land of Israel–how can one describe what it is like to be there, in that place, to someone who has never been? It is supernatural; it awakens something inside. There is a profound connection to the people of God and the history of that place that one feels with all of one’s senses when walking down those ancient paths.

Our guide, on that trip, was a Messianic Jew, and he took us to places and told us things, I had never heard growing up in the church. Looking back on that trip, I can now see that a seed was planted in my heart by that man’s words that began to grow up toward the the surface. It took seven more years, but that seed finally began sprout and take root in May of 2010.

If you recall, the flotilla incident was all over the news at that time, and I began looking at end times prophecy. I ran across Mark Biltz’s teaching on Youtube on the blood moon tetrad of 2014-2015 and was intrigued by the way he taught. I decided to go to his website and listen to more of his teachings. He taught from the first five books of the Bible (what I now know as the Torah) and interwove the words of Jesus to connect the two “testaments” and make one complete Book. I began to look at my beliefs and the doctrines I had grown up with and reexamine everything with a fresh pair of eyes. My perception of Jesus changed, and as I began to call Him by His Hebrew name, Yeshua, I began to think differently about just why He came and what He came to do.

I had been looking for permission all my life be a Jew; I was always looking for a reason to keep the commandments found in the Torah. So why didn’t I just convert to Judaism, you may ask? The best answer I can give you, is that I have a long history with Jesus. His presence was always there with me. I believed that He had died because of my sins. When I had walked away from Christianity for a short time in college, His Holy Spirit kept goading me and prodding me to come back to what I knew to be truth.

I needed a Savior; I needed a Guide; I needed boundaries. When I repented of my sins, according to the understanding I had been given up to that point in my life, I regained a Savior and a loving Guide. It was not until 9 years later that I was provided with clear, divine boundaries which are found in His Torah. But I held onto hope, believing that Jesus was my Rock, and He would continue to lead me and guide me like a Good Shepherd. Baruch Hashem, He led me back to the home I didn’t even know I’d left–God’s prodigal daughter had returned.

Everything that had happened to me, had led me to that moment on the 14 Elul 5770, when the first 29 years became my past life, and I began to see just how gracious and patient Hashem had been with me up until that point. I have never done anything deserving of the revelation of His holy Torah. Even the desire that I had as a child to be part of God’s chosen people was not my own, but placed there by Hashem. He alone is to be praised and glorified for the life I now live.

Four years later, I can now see just how lost I was without Hashem’s Guidebook. Yes, His Holy Spirit was with me, but the Spirit only speaks in accordance with Hashem’s Word. How can one truly walk the straight and narrow path, if one has been told constantly that the Guidebook has become outdated? One is bound to get off track, very easily. But thanks be to God, that He never gave up on me, that He opened my eyes and ears, and He let me see the beauty of that divine Guidebook. It is the source of all life, peace, goodness, justice, wisdom, and light.

The source by which I came to Torah remains the same; I came through Yeshua. I know there are many out there who also came to a belief and Torah and have since denied their belief in Him as their Messiah, but I cannot ever do this. His death and resurrection means too much; what He did in order to restore me to the Father means too much.

I do wish to make myself very clear as to what I believe. Yeshua is my Messiah, He is the First Begotten Son of the Living God, the Right Hand of the Father, the Word made flesh. He came in the likeness of man in order to lead humanity to a right relationship with the Father–the Ribono Shel Olam (Master of the Universe)–not to create another religion, and not to build His own following, and most importantly not to “do away with” His Father’s Word.

I’d like to explain my reasoning for these beliefs more later; will you join me? I hope you will!

Shalom and blessings,

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Tzniut: Modesty and Headcovering (Part 3)

Today, I want to share a post from Rivka Malka that she wrote for Fashion-Isha’s blog. Rivka Malka’s view of modesty and headcovering is so very helpful in getting a proper perspective of what modesty/tzniut is really all about. I have posted the first bit of the article for you here so as not to infringe on the original blog’s rights to the material, so to read the rest, go to Fashion-Isha’s post: Wrapping With Wrapunzel

“My 17 year old daughter sat in class the other week and the teacher asked “When I say modesty, what words come to mind in the first sixty seconds.”

In the living room tonight, my daughter posed that same question to me. “What would you say, Ma?”

I easily answered “self – worth, protection, inner beauty, creative, gorgeous, inspired, whole.”

“That’s so you Ma. The girls in my class answered, ‘Rules, below the knee too tight’ etc”

Why? Why is that their response?

Blessings and Shalom,

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Tzniut: Modesty and Borders (Part 2)

Tacking onto yesterday’s post and video about modesty, the following video is for women, but in many ways these concepts can apply to men, who should also dress modestly. I hope it encourages you and gives you a different perspective about the true meaning of beauty, and the need for modesty and boundaries.

Visit chabad.org’s Jewish TV lesson on: Modesty and Borders 

Shalom and Blessings,


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Tzniut: Merely Outward? (Part 1)

I have tried, for a few days now, to write a post about modesty, but I just can’t seem to to find the right words to express the reasons why I have taken upon myself the mitzvot of tzniut. I have every intention of sharing my own testimony on modesty sometime this week. I also will be posting various videos on this important topic, so be on the lookout. For the time being, I want to provide you with what I believe is a brief, but good introduction to the importance of modesty and how it goes beyond just “covering up.”

Shalom and blessings,

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Good Girl Moonshine 2.0 with dōTERRA Essential Oils

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When it comes to trying to lose weight we have to cut out so many things. Soda can be a big toughy! I don’t typically have soda cravings, but I know many ladies out there do. I recently undertook the task of shedding the baby weight I have been carrying around for the last 6 years. I am not sure how many of you lovely readers have heard of Trim Healthy Mama, but long story short, it is a dietary plan that many, many women have begun using to lose and then maintain healthy weight. I started my trim, healthy journey on May 2 of this year. I have lost about 14 pounds in the last 2.5 months, and am continuing to shrink. I’ll write more about my journey later. Right now, I want to share with you one of my new favorite summertime drinks! And if you like soda, you might just have found the drink to help you give it up all together. I’d compare it to a ginger ale/sprite-type soda.

This recipe is a variation of the Good Girl Moonshine from the original Trim Healthy Mamas (Serene Allison and Pearl Barrett) and utilizes three oils from dōTERRA.

To make this drink you will need:

1-3 drops dōTERRA Lemon
1-3 dōTERRA Lime
3-5 dōTERRA Ginger
2-4 Tablespoons Bragg’s Apple Cider Vinegar (ACV)
NuNaturals (or similar) Stevia, to your desired sweetness
1 quart mason jar

Add your oils, ACV, and stevia to your quart mason jar; stir with a spoon (or you can just swish it around like I do); fill your jar up to the top with ice; then fill with cold, filtered water; stir with your favorite stainless straw (or a dinner knife!) and drink up!

Not only is this not going to make you gain weight, but it might just help your body regulate itself to shed the extra pounds. The lemon and ACV detoxify and the ACV has also been shown to help aid in weight loss. It is a wonderful drink to keep you hydrated and from going back to that sugary soda. Give it a try and let me know what you think!


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How We Deal

Many people see themselves only as victims–victims of their past, victims of their circumstances, victims of what was done to them by other people. Then there are those who rise above all the tragedy in their lives, and embrace the good things that they have acquired because of their tragedies. The truth is we are all victims; we all suffer tragedy in some shape or form whether great or small, and how we live after those things can either define us as people making us “forever victims” focused on ourselves and what has been done to us, constantly living in the past, or they can propel us to become even more compassionate, loving people, careful to not hurt others the way we have been hurt.

I loved this account of a man who is a hemiplegic (his left hemisphere is partially paralyzed) who went on a journey to find the man who broke his neck and changed his life forever. Which kind of person are you?

Shalom and blessings,

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by | July 17, 2014 · 9:54 am