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Grateful, Grateful, Grateful!

Posted by Valerie Anderson-Stallworth on August 10, 2012 at 2:25 PM Comments comments (3)

"On the seventh day... God rested from all his work."  Gnensis 2:2 

Do you ever wonder when the madness of daily life will stop long enough for you to catch your breath?  If you are, like myself, and most people, who are caught up in our schedule obsessed society,  you fall into bed at night exhausted and sometimes much to much tired to fall asleep.

You are right to think that God wants you to tend to business and meet your responsibilities, but He also means for you to enjoy your life and treat your body like the holy temple that it is.  When I was chained to the corporate table, I failed to take care of me.  There were just not enough hours in the day to "take care of business", and take care of me.  God saw fit to allow me to release myself from the shackles of the daily grind, and for that I am Greatful. 

I learned, after much ill health and heartache, that rest isn't a luxury; it is a necessity.  Without it, your body will be vulnerable to disease and even premature death if you are not careful.  Physical rest will come more readily when you release your cares to God.  Then, finally, you will be able to catch your breath again.  Come on... release, breathe, there you go... 

"Ask for the old, godly way, and walk in it.  Travel its path, and you will find rest for your soul."  Jeremiah 6:16


Lord, I ask for the rest that comes when we allow you to help us shoulder our daily responsibilities.  Amen



Posted by Valerie Anderson-Stallworth on June 6, 2010 at 1:30 AM Comments comments (0)

Motherhood is the greatest privilege of life...  "He settles the... woman in her home as a happy  mother of children.  Praise the Lord."  Psalms 113:9.  Good evening.  What a full day we had today.  A Woman's work is truly never done.   Well, today I didn't accomplish everything I set out to do, but it was a full day indeed.  I want to thank God again for bringing my family close together, and allowing me the opportunity to spend such precious time with my grandchildren. Today was much like any other Sunny Florida weekend.  Willie finally put the Gazeebo together for me.  O how I love that man.  As he lay snoring next to me, I wonder how I could not...  I have to smile because he called himself "going out with the boys" tonight..  I think sometimes he forgets that after 50 you can't call yourself one of the "boys".  I remember a day when Willie would head to the club, and not come home until well after 3:00 am.  I had my days' also.  Hanging with Millie, Donna,and Nisha on any given night meant that I was safe as long as I was in before the sun came up.  LOL  At 12:15, Willie was calling me to see what I was doing.  I didn't comment on the fact that he was supposed to be out with the boys.  I did ask him why he was calling me?  He said he missed me and was on his way home.  Now you see why I'm smiling?  I don't trip anymore when he heads out because I know he can find his way home. (smiling)...  So it is, I believed in raising my girls to understand what life is always about, and be ever prayerful and thankful for all of the blessings God has bestowed upon them.  Monique went all the way to Denver to go to school, fall in love, and start a family, but 26,000 miles was not to far for her to come home.  It's great to be a mother.  Michelle was very successful after graduating a Hurricane from the University of Miami.  She completed school and started her own family.  She too is learning the joy of motherhood, and has brought her family home to nest in our village.  Yes, train up a child the right way, and they will never stray too far from it...  Motherhood is the greatest privilege of life.  Today I enjoyed taking a moment to listen to Michelle vent.  She is such a caring young mother, and will walk over hot searing coals for her boys, Michah, Maurice, and Nathan.  Her mothering instincts are all in tact.  She still has a lot to learn about letting birds free...  LOL  I love my family so very much, and am thankful for each and every day.  Talked to mom today.  She was sounding good and having a great afternoon.  She is improving each and every day.  I love the fact that we talk much like friends these days, and that our relationship, mother/daughter has lasted through the test of time.  Mom, I love you.  You have taught me what it really means to be a mother, wife, loving sister, daughter, woman, and friend.  I pray that you are having a very peaceful and restful night, and am looking forward to our mother daughter talk tomorrow.  Today was also a day full of laughter and memories.  Ran into an old friend recently, Jessie B.  We met in the early 70', while going to school in Woodbridge England, Bentwaters AFB.  What a wonderful time we had as young teenagers.  Jessie posted pics on fb, and the memories came flooding back.  Being an overseas brat has added so much fullness to my life.  I thank my heavely,  and my wordly father for such a wonderful life and childhood, so full of cultural experiences that most live a lifetime for.  I will make sure to stay in touch with all of my old/new friends on fb, and can't wait until the next OSB reunion.  Tonight is gone.  Tomorrow will come before I know it.  I trust that the sun will shine and the birds will sing, and I will have another chance to be a mother.  Again, to me, Motherhood is indeed the greatest privilege of life.  Good night all...

Spiritual Growth

Posted by Valerie Anderson-Stallworth on June 1, 2010 at 2:58 PM Comments comments (0)

Wow, it has been quite some time since I've written here.  There have been many changes in my life in the last few months.  The most recent event has allowed something in me to die, to be reborn.  As is with any death, you have to have a time of grief and mourning.  Both of these processes are ment to heal, and not to harm.   "Growth is the goal of the Christian.  Maturity is mandadory...  If you are the same Christian you were a few months ago, be careful."  Max Lucado   "Therefore let us leave the elementary teachings about Christ and go on to maturity..."  Hebrews 6:1   Yes, growth is what is happening in my life.  May 26, 2010 will be a date that I won't forget for some time to come.  A date where something in me died.  Where the old self is being given an opporunity to grow, to mature, to live, to strive.  Death, in this case is good.  When God closes one door, He is in a position to open not only other doors, but windows, by which he is able to pour out so many blessing, that we don't have room to receive.  He is an awesome God.  I continue to learn life's lessons every day.  This year I will be 1/2 a Century Young/Old, however you'd like to think of it, but I'm getting better and stronger in Christ every day.  I truly enjoyed my time working with ACS and seeing the way we improved the quality of life for cancer patients on a daily basis.  I do hope and pray that the quality and level of services available will not suffer because of the recent RIF.  My last 5/6 months at the Society have been no bed of roses, but my Lord has sustained me none the less.  In recent months it had become increasingly difficult to go into the office each day.  Goals were being met, tasks were being completed, and programs and services were being implemented around the state.  That was not enough, the criticism was constant and blinding at times.  Creativity was squashed, and new ideas were not welcome.  Yes, God had been trying to tell me something for months.  After my return from FMLA in January, I began to experience challenges in the office like you would not have imagined, but still my God brought me through.  On January 4, 2010, the first day I returned to the office after surgery and Christmas Vacation, the Lord began to speak to me.  I began to clear the office of any personal belongings or anything that was of me.  I had somehow sensed that tmy life with ACS was about to come to an end.  Slowly but surely life was being drained from me in the office.  I was so thankful for family, friends, sister's Grace and Mercy, and the love of my holy Father.  They  were  all there to sustain me and replenish my daily losses.  Yes, death was creeping closer and closer.  Finally, I realized the end was near the morning I removed the Relay For Life quilt from my office.  My mother is a quilter, and this was the first quilt I had created, from Relay t-shirts strips of purple cloth, and love for an organization and mission that would have been respected in other societies, but that was ok.  I had begun to sense a peace and calm like no other, and was ready for anyting that came my way.  On Wednesday afternoon, May 26, I was not at all surprised by the visitors to my office who politely shut the door and explained to me that my position was being eliminated.  I was ok in knowing that as this door was closing, my God was opening others, and others, and others.  What did not sit right with me was being forced to put what little I did have left into a box, and being escorted out of the office like a common criminal.  That aspect of the process is both embarassing and discouraging.  Where I like to see the general good in people, this process is set up to expect the worst, and why then are they surprised, when they receive the worst from some.  Dignified as I could, I proceeded to place a few personal items in a box, collect other goods, and a few personal files.  I was not able to say goodbye to friends, nor take a moment to accept the idea that I was being force to walk away from 10 good years of service.  No one thanked me for that service either.  So we end up here today.  Days from the event, and I am feeling better.  Better about the organization, and better about what they have been forced to do in these difficult financial times.  I wish them well, and can only pray that everyone else in the RIF will land on their feet.  I have met some great friends during my time with ACS, but this process has torn us apart without even a way to reconnect.  E-mails, gone, phone numbers, gone, address books, gone, and friends scattered to the far edges of the state, gone.  I know I have the christian strength to recover from this, and pray that God will look upon not only those who call His name, but those you need to get to know Him, during this time of grief     I have learned a great lesson from this experience, and know the importance of serving one God with character.  From this experience, I have learned that the thoughts, feelings, and actions we participate in today form the kind of person we will be tomorrow.  I am choosing not to be bitter, but to build on the experience I have gained from ACS, and to trust even more deeply in God.  "...choose for yourself this day whom you will serve... as for me and my household,  we will serve the Lord."  Joshua 24:15.  Everything happens for a reason, and I feel that even though my season with ACS is over, my new season in life is just beginning.