Oct 232015
 

I was travelling down this path looking for God in every place I could think to search, starting with the Bible and books written on the Word of God and then of course in the people who follow him and the people who don’t and somewhere along the messy path of papers tossed, folded highlighted and carpeting the bed and floors I realized that I had entered the world of ministry without even meaning to.

I was ministering to people through my blog, through my words because others could relate to the broken truth that I have experienced in my life and somehow that made us soul sisters in more ways than simply having Christ in common. I realized that church can be right here on my computer screen, in a Facebook group and on Twitter on Thursday nights, it can be prayers in a holding embrace in the grocery store shared among friends, it is dropping my son off at Youth group and keeping my eyes on the road as he points out the stars in the sky and explains to me which are burnt out.

God became my everything and I realized He is everywhere, in everything and I was sharing the joy I had found, because surely if He is faithful to lowly me, then He will be faithful to everyone else who seeks Him too!

I realized though, that ministry isn’t all smiles, it carries a lot of burden, pain and tears. My prayer list is a mile long and everyday someone else gets added, something else needs my energy, my focus, my bringing it to God. People don’t always ask for prayer
–actually, most don’t,
but they still need to be prayed for.


Without any formal training I have been blessed to minister to new and old friends. I have cried tears when cancer came back and stole a mama away from her kids, I have lost sleep praying with tears running down my cheeks -for the family who just lost their child, I have wept and rejoiced over successful organ transplants and offered comfort when they weren’t. I have given my honest opinion when asked. I have lost more friends than I can count and I have suffered silently while standing strong.

I have listened to stories told by elderly widowers speaking of their wives and how they met, got married and raised each other and then I have watched those same people wither away into dementia and heart failure and eventual physical death.

I have stood vigil over the dying and held their cold hands and prayed. I have made coffee and snacks in makeshift kitchens set up in hospital rooms for family who refused to leave. I have slept in chairs, I have lost sleep and made myself physically ill just so I could help someone to know they are spiritually well.

Yet, somehow in ALL of this ugliness there is a light and that light is Christ and I trust that He is guiding me just right, like the lighthouse protecting ships from jagged rocks in rocky seas, God is there always, perfectly, for both you and me.

I fell into ministry for a reason and I have no clue where it will take me or when, but I trust that God already knows and that He will use me in the ways I need to be used and I will gladly serve Him diligently. Ministry isn’t a 9-5, and for me it doesn’t even pay in dollars, but knowing that I have helped soul-holes be filled in and have been the one appointed to be leaned on is a task I do not take lightly. He is my strength, my refuge. Because of seeds planted in me years ago, He has grown around me, roots strong and protecting my soul.

Oct 222015
 

It’s been just over a year since I started taking Plexus products. A friend who I knew a decade ago and was living at home with her family started talking about these awesome products and how they were helping her through her “worst pregnancy ever” and how it became her “best pregnancy” once she started drinking a “pink drink” each day. While I was excited for her and the results she was seeing, a better pregnancy, improved IBS, no more pain, better sleep, more energy during the day, less naps, and so much more, I simply thought that it wouldn’t work for me, because nothing before had.

After her pregnancy, which was her 4th baby she was excited to share that she was able to continue to nurse her baby without having to supplement unlike all of her previous pregnancies and she was only ten pounds from her pre-pregnancy weight.

Then, I saw that her sister who is a Midwife, and who assisted in delivering my son, was using these products too, and then her mom and even her children! My interest was more than peaked. I was at a point where I literally felt like I wouldn’t live to see the new year and I was only 29 years old. So when I saw that this Mennonite family was spending the money on these products, sharing such intimate results with others and getting help with problems I had I figured I had nothing to lose by trying them.

So nearing the end of September of 2014 I placed my first Plexus order. My friend said if I ordered the pink drink AKA the Plexus Slim and the BioCleanse for gut health she would send me a free bottle of Probio5 from her own stash.

I received the products ordered from Plexus first and began taking them and called myself the “Plexus skeptic”. After all, year and YEARS of testing, medications, therapy, exercise… and the list goes on, with nothing helping me I really didn’t expect a plant based product line to do me any good. I felt beyond repair.

On September 26th I started taking the products. Here is what I said

Day 1 – The Plexus Skeptic
I placed my order earlier this month from Shelly’s plexus page and even with seeing all the results and testimonials I have my doubts that this will help me. However, I thought I should keep a little diary just in case it works.

I started the Slim and the BioCleanse today and was expecting my body to go full on angry with IBS symptoms and heart burn or some nasty taste in my mouth. It’s been several hours since I took it and I have had no tummy issues whatsoever which really shocked me because my system seems to hate everything these days.

The “pink drink” tastes like cherry coolaid and maybe a bit of fruit punch. It was much tastier than I had expected because Plexus doesn’t have a flavor written on this product. I definitely can see myself drinking this every day!

The Bio Cleanse also surprised me. While I have only had one dose I can’t advocate for any of these products working or not but again this hasn’t upset my stomach either. Normally with any type of capsule the plastic/chemical smell makes me nauseous when I open the bottle. I was expecting there to be that strong odor and I stuck my nose right in the bottle and it smelled like AIR. I even had my mom smell it to be sure I didn’t have a broken nose or something. So I was able to take them without gagging from smell or taste.

So far so good.

The next day I wrote

Day 2 – The Plexus Skeptic

Yesterday I drank all the water recommended. Considering I am not a water drinker that alone is a huge change. Drank the Slim again this morning when I woke up and took the BioCleanse.

Was fully expecting to be sick because I once again have a migraine but I can happily say that I have not had any tummy troubles like I do to pretty much everything else. Weighed myself yesterday and then today (I weigh myself every day, its torture) and I was surprised to see that I was down 1.6 lbs. Not sure if that is Plexus or normal fluctuation. We will see.

So far I am happy!

Oh, and not sure if this was a Plexus thing or just a weird day but last night when I normally snack I didn’t crave anything salty and I went for the chocolate covered almonds, which I only had 3 of and my night craving was gone.

After that I was no longer a skeptic. In the first week I lost weight and inches, my IBS was GONE, I could eat and drink dairy, I was sleeping, my cravings were gone, my snacking was gone, I was awake and I had energy during the day. I felt good for the first time in years.

By Christmas of 2014 I was done with 6 valium a day and off of one anti-depressant, for the first time since 2007. Since then I have lost over 30lbs and kept it off, I have earned money on products I ordered, my mom has been taking the products because she was amazed by the difference in ME, my pain levels are much more easily controlled even with an RA and Degenerative Disc disease diagnosis, I haven’t had a single flu or infection and sooo much more!

The best part though? I feel alive again. I went years feeling like I was merely co-existing in a world in which I didn’t belong. There were MANY times I begged God to take me home, I cried out to Him asking why I was still here. I don’t feel like that anymore. Every day is a new challenge and a new adventure.

I am excited to see how Plexus continues to work in me over the next year and I would love to talk to you more about it! Women who have had infertility from PCOS and other issues have become pregnant with Plexus and carried healthy full term babies, men have got on board and us Plexus people have a slogan saying “Real men don’t wear pink, they DRINK it”.

So many people are free of heart meds, cholesterol meds, thyroid meds, no longer suffering from lyme disease and its symptoms, having less flare ups in autoimmune diseases or complete remission.

It truly is AMAZING how something natural and plant based can heal us from the inside in such profound ways! Want to do your own research for your own symptoms? Google your issue + leaky gut and be amazed by how even mental illness is being affected by poor gut health!

Check out the awesome line of Plexus products at MarisaSlusarcyk.com

Oct 212015
 

Today Jen from Faith Mustard Seed and a group from her church hopped on a plane to go over to Cambodia for 10 days. She sent out a document to all of us and asked us to fill out a time to pray for them each day. Pray that they are doing well, staying safe, and of course reaching many with the gospel! If you could take time each day and just say a quick prayer for all missionaries that would be wonderful!

I watched War Room the other day. At first I thought “this doesn’t apply to me because I am not married” then as I continued to watch I found myself saying “Amen” and “Hallelujah” and before I knew it I was looking around trying to figure out where I could set up my own war room!! A place for me to kick Satan out of my life and for me to invite God and scripture and all that is good IN.

Last night I journaled like I do in one way or another most days, but after the first paragraph my journaling turned into a prayer and not a prayer that I would normally write, not one that started with “Heavenly Father…” no… instead my prayer was flowing from me and likely only made sense to God!

Father please enter this home and cast Satan out. Remove the negativity that comes and replace it with Your unconditional love. Stand guard over my parents and children and protect them from pain and death!

I cast you out Satan. I cast you out of my thoughts. I refuse to allow you to plant your evil seeds of doubt! Jesus Christ fills me! The Holy Spirit surrounds me and God the Father casts you down into the pits of hell from which you came!

Jesus, You are my Protector. My Father. The One who loves. Your Spirit bright and True. My Saviour.

I chose to follow You each and every day of my life Jesus! Thank You for breathing the Holy Spirit into me every moment of every day!

~Amen

Oct 202015
 

Sometimes I wonder why my heart feels shattered but then I read your words and I know
I ask myself what I did wrong hoping that one day I’ll be good enough for my dreams to grow
The birds whistle regardless of whether or not they are free
Envious, I cry to myself thinking why can’t their songs belong to me?
Who am I in this life or the next when I am perplexed by the dangers of this awful hex…
Looking into the souls of those I once loved
I realize I am trapped being pushed and shoved
The chains are still on my ankles and wrists
Even the days where they are nothing more than a phantom mist
I am held firmly stuck in the past always succeeding yet coming in last
Giving more of myself then I knew I had, can giving of yourself turn out bad?
Licking the dryness of my weathered lips reminds me of the hands that scolded me while resting on hips
Smiling because I see her once again I know I am safe from myself yet another time
Playing these games that are supposed to be life, I can’t help but wonder which life is mine
Battered and bruised and down on my knees another day has passed with me unsuccessfully begging please
It doesn’t take a fist to bruise my soul
It doesn’t take dirt to bury me in a shallow hole
Living is pain and I often can’t breathe
No matter how hard I try God won’t let me leave.

Oct 182015
 

We are always promised new life as Christians yet it seems like we spend just as much time attending funerals as we do attending church and one has to wonder why does God choose to take away?

I have come to look at this world as a holding cell of sorts and death being our rescue from this often scary and sad place. Morbid right?

I have met so many Christians who believe we are in the end of days because of all that is going on in the world, in government, politics, war… I wonder to myself when I hear this how many times in history Christians must’ve prepared for the very same reasons.

Preparation though doesn’t mean canning a ton of food and having cases of water stacked up just in case. Preparation is a heart issue, a God issue. If you were to meet our Lord and Father right now would He let you in? If you aren’t sure then it is time to look deep and make some changes. While I am not God and honestly don’t know if I hit the mark, I certainly believe that I do because my heart is in the right place, I do my best to be obedient to Him and to listen for Him to speak to me. It is rarely easy.


New life springs up though even in the craziest of places. So does death. This week, I went to check if my very healthy looking aloe plant needed watered and it fell apart in my hand rotten. What I was seeing –nice plump leaves filled with healing goodness had a rotting base with some sort of bug causing it to literally fall apart all over with just one touch. Life is that fragile and what looks good doesn’t always have good roots and this is why the Bible talks to us so much about where we sow our seeds so that they will take root and grow!

Then there is this plant. Forgotten about ALL summer red from sunburn and dehydration. Found about a month ago and given a drink with little hope. I nearly tossed it instead of watering it but I figured one drink wouldn’t hurt. It perked right up and as you can see has put out new shiny green leaves along with flower buds galore! Why? Because it’s roots and soil were good enough to keep the plant strong.


Outward appearances clearly aren’t what they appear to be. Most days, I look more like the ratty Christmas cactus withered, dusty, old –yet my roots are firmly placed on the Rock of God and my fertilizer is the Word.

Next time you look at the shiny lady who seems to have it all together, pray for her because her roots may be rotten and riddled with bugs just like that Aloe plant.

Praying you all have had a happy weekend.

Tomorrow the Hello Mornings Challenge begins in the book of Mark. I will be joining in on Twitter using the hashtag #HMCCT so if you see me tweeting feel free to ask questions, join in and tweet back!!

Oct 172015
 

Yeah, today was a day that you could list as sucking. Filled with back pain, sciatica and a whole lot of pacing trying to get comfortable, after waking up early this morning after having nightmares all night so vivid I still feel like if I reached out I could touch them.

But, despite or maybe in spite of all that is bad there is so much good that comes out of a day when we stop focusing on the negatives. I went through my makeup collection and tossed anything old or hated and got that tidied up –for the most part. I ordered a new blush and a new CC+ cream from IT Cosmetics –I wear their CC+ cream as my foundation all the time, but it is especially important in both summer and winter in Canada because it has SPF 50!!! My fair skin does not need a sun burn and people are often shocked that you can get so badly sunburnt in the winter, but you can! So I was happy to get that ordered at 10 dollars off!

I watched several videos on YouTube. Beauty product reviews today, sounds vain and maybe it is but you know what? There are three young ladies who I absolutely love on YouTube who have been there to watch when I am stuck in bed in pain or pacing around because I can’t get comfortable enough to focus -Hollie Forest, Vanessa and Mallory. While I would LOVE to have all the products they do they have taught me so much about loving myself as is and really not giving a second thought to how others may look at or think about me.

When the kids came home from school and I noticed the daughter was in a good mood I asked her if she wanted to go pick up her dogs birthday present, which she did, so we went to the pet store and got the dog 3 toys, or as she calls them “babies”. He treats them all so well and loves on all of his babies equally. It is so fun to watch him get new ones as he will never favor one and always moves them all from room to room and rolls on them and lays with them and protects them. It is adorable.

Decided to get a bottle of wine while I was out because the doctor has told me that red wine has been shown in some studies to help release COX2 inhibiters in the brain which is supposed to help with pain. I am NOT a big drinker and definitely don’t drink to get drunk but after a day full of pain and medications not working I decided to once again give this wine thing a shot, plus, I got 5 bonus Airmiles by choosing a bottle that had a special! I guess I officially look my age because the lady never carded me… or maybe the 13 year old child I have gives it away? Yeah I will blame the 13 year old!

Today we saw wind, rain, flurries (YES FLURRIES) and the mercury is sitting steady at freezing right now. The girl child is in her room watching TV with her dog and chatting and the boy child is at his hockey practice tonight instead of Youth Group. The dogs are all eagerly awaiting the arrival home of the family because they can go out and get the leftovers from school lunches.

I declared that I am going to kick Murphy in the butt when I meet him for making such a ridiculous law! Naturally I dropped something today and naturally it wasn’t where it fell the first dozen times I tried to find it and then naturally it reappeared like it had been sitting on top the entire time and I was the crazy one… Yes Murphy, I blame you!

The last of the cherry candle is burning down and the wooden wick candle I made is down a third, the McIntosh Apple candle in the Mason jar is also on what is likely its final burn. I love the smell of that one and bought a backup. I have a pumpkin spice candle that smells soooo good waiting as well as one that smells like vanilla frosting.

Something about candles always makes me think of Christ. Maybe because we light so many of them for Advent and even Lent. Maybe because the church is always aglow and the Priest swings around his incense to purify and cleanse. Though, I think that the biggest truth for me is that the Lord is my light, the one who gets me through and a candle’s flame represents the life and light that He offers me each and every day.

How has your Friday been? Don’t forget to leave a quick comment and a link to your blog so I can hop over and read your posts!!

Oct 162015
 

The green fields of hay have been long brown and the frost and the cold each night threatens the green grass covered in leaves colored in reds, browns and orange. It won’t be long now until the snow comes and while I love the snow and the blanketed earth made new and fresh I can’t help but also feel a nudge of grief and loss because once the snow comes navigating through the cemetery becomes more than tough. I feel like I am either stepping on someone’s head or talking to the wrong person all while up to my knees in the frozen white.

Winter does have its own green though, at least here. When you look up at night at the right time you can see the northern lights dancing in shades of gold, yellow and green and sometimes on the coldest nights you will see other colors like pinks and purples too and you can’t help but want to dance right along with the sky that God has painted, is painting.


My love has seen the southern lights, which I didn’t know even existed, but apparently they do and they do a similar dance and make you feel one with the whole universe while also feeling small.

It’s okay to feel small.

There is magic up in the sky from the stars to the lights to the who knows what is and why, because God, He created everything and my son reminds me all the time on our drives home from youth that the star I am looking at has long been burned out and I realize just how far away that star really is that it’s light lingers on in my personal here and now.

Back at the cemetery are the ones I love and I love to think of them as those burnt out stars, there vessels no longer alive yet their lights still shining bright, impacting the darkness, and changing life.

I don’t have much to say on the topic of green. It was fun watching Holly and Mary and Ashertiah ponder out loud on this and I am reminded that this FMF Party is really a FMF FAMILY and I am so blessed by y’all to be a part of it. While we pray for Jen who is moving to her tiny house and then traveling with her church to Cambodia, while we pray for mental health and Valerie’s current struggle, while we pray for Asheritah’s pregnancy and friends who are in new seasons with new jobs or retiring… we grow fresh and new like the grass after a long melt.

We thank the Lord for the community and the friendship and the bacon and the chocolate and the periscope popins and so much more and I have to remember that God is the great Conductor of the Orchestra that we all know and love. Some of us are green with morning sickness, while others are green with envy and others are looking on and thinking the grass is greener on the other side and that’s what makes each and every one of us a critical part of this ministry, of this symphony that imperfectly-perfectly combines.

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