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Finding Your Voice

This week was difficult. I was yet again faced with a choice, either to accept abuse or not.

You see, it would have been easier if it was a stranger, but it’s someone I love very much.

As many of you know, I am 46 years of age. I don’t act like it, I don’t look like it, but I am.

Those 46 years manifests itself through life experience.  At 26, I wouldn’t have made the decision I made this week. I would have just accepted it and continue to tolerate it.

I accepted toxic relationships and abuse. I didn’t know any better, or maybe I did, but I just didn’t know how to go about setting boundaries.  I didn’t find my voice.

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I accepted things, I made excuses and justifications for the abuse and utter disrespect, for years.

When you are subject to abuse, it starts to look normal to you. You start to think this is how life is and you settle.

However, there is a fighter in me.

Despite the put downs, disrespect, name calling, being hit, cursed and spit at, abused in every sense of the word… deep down, I knew it was wrong. I knew I didn’t deserve it. I just knew.

When I was a child, a teenager and even in my twenties, I didn’t have a voice. I was on coping mode. I was trying to make sense out of things that made no sense. I was trying to survive.

I was surviving for years, but not living. I was just trying to get from one day to the next. In a dark, dismal and lonely world. I didn’t feel loved or love.

Thanks to God, I came a long way from those days, but this week I was brutally reminded of it. I was faced again with a choice, do I just go along and accept it? Or do I say no?

As much as it hurt me, I said no. I cut ties with this person I love. I am not angry. I am not harboring resentment or unforgiveness. I simply said no.  I can love this person from afar and pray for them.

I no longer have to accept or be subject to anyone’s abuse; whether it be family, friends, associates or strangers.

I found my voice.

Have you found yours?

Brain On Fire

by Susannah Cahalan

Hardcover: 288 pages
Publisher: Free Press; 1 edition (November 13, 2012)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 9781451621372
ISBN-13: 978-1451621372
Price $25.00Purchase: Amazon | BN

 

 

 

 

 

 

Description

One day in 2009, twenty-four-year-old Susannah Cahalan woke up alone in a strange hospital room, strapped to her bed, under guard, and unable to move or speak. A wristband marked her as a “flight risk,” and her medical records—chronicling a month-long hospital stay of which she had no memory at all—showed hallucinations, violence, and dangerous instability. Only weeks earlier, Susannah had been on the threshold of a new, adult life: a healthy, ambitious college grad a few months into her first serious relationship and a promising career as a cub reporter at a major New York newspaper. Who was the stranger who had taken over her body? What was happening to her mind?In this swift and breathtaking narrative, Susannah tells the astonishing true story of her inexplicable descent into madness and the brilliant, lifesaving diagnosis that nearly didn’t happen. A team of doctors would spend a month—and more than a million dollars—trying desperately to pin down a medical explanation for what had gone wrong. Meanwhile, as the days passed and her family, boyfriend, and friends helplessly stood watch by her bed, she began to move inexorably through psychosis into catatonia and, ultimately, toward death. Yet even as this period nearly tore her family apart, it offered an extraordinary testament to their faith in Susannah and their refusal to let her go.

Then, at the last minute, celebrated neurologist Souhel Najjar joined her team and, with the help of a lucky, ingenious test, saved her life. He recognized the symptoms of a newly discovered autoimmune disorder in which the body attacks the brain, a disease now thought to be tied to both schizophrenia and autism, and perhaps the root of “demonic possessions” throughout history.

Far more than simply a riveting read and a crackling medical mystery, Brain on Fire is the powerful account of one woman’s struggle to recapture her identity and to rediscover herself among the fragments left behind. Using all her considerable journalistic skills, and building from hospital records and surveillance video, interviews with family and friends, and excerpts from the deeply moving journal her father kept during her illness, Susannah pieces together the story of her “lost month” to write an unforgettable memoir about memory and identity, faith and love. It is an important, profoundly compelling tale of survival and perseverance that is destined to become a classic.

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On Tuesday night, I had the privilege of attending this author’s lecture at the New York Public Library. I had first heard about this book, Brain On Fire at last year’s BEA Blogger’s Conference. I was immediately intrigued by her story.

I was grateful to be able to hear more about her story, not only directly from her, but also from the doctor who cured her, Dr. Souhel Najjar.

I was riveted listening to Susannah Cahalan’s discuss her account and read excerpts to us from her book, Brain On Fire.

Thankfully, her doctor, Dr. Najjar thought outside the box and actually listened to her parents too. If not, she would not be alive today to tell the story.

What all the doctors thought she had was paranoia, schizophrenia, bi-polar, etc… They basically wrote her off as delusional with psychiatric issues.

However, this was not the case at all. What Dr. Najjar discovered was that she had a rare disease called anti-NMDA receptor encephalitis. It’s basically an autoimmune disease causing inflammation to the brain.

It was wonderful to see her speaking and completely cured from this horrible and frightening disease which suddenly comes out of nowhere. One day she was fine and the next day she wasn’t.

I understand all too well what it’s like to suffer from an autoimmune disease. I have what is called fibromyalgia. It’s a virus that causes inflammation to the joints, tendons and muscles. It’s horribly painful. They do not know what causes is nor how to cure it.

There are a host of autoimmune diseases today, by the one that Susannah Cahalan had is the worst by far.

As a result of a reading her book after losing their small daughter to this disease, a couple joined another couple in starting the AutoImmune Encephalitis Alliance. They were also present at this talk and also premiered a short video on this disease.

What really stood out to me in the discussion and the questions posed, was the thought of how many people have been diagnosed with a psychiatric illness when they could in fact be suffering from anti-NMDA receptor encephalitis.

There is still yet much to be learned about this devastating disease.

If you are interested in learning more, I highly recommend reading and sharing with others, Brain On Fire. The more people know about this disease, the better.

Susannah Cahalan is a news reporter at the New York Post whose award-winning work has also been featured in The New York Times. She lives in Jersey City, New Jersey.

 

 

 

Dr. Najjar is an associate professor of neurology at the NYU Medical Center. He joined the Comprehensive Epilepsy Center in 1998 and serves as the director of the EEG Laboratory. Dr. Najjar is also the director of the Neuroscience Center at the Staten Island University Hospital. Dr. Najjar graduated from the Damascus Medical School in Damascus, Syria in 1983, and did his residency at the Albany medical College in Albany, NY, specializing in pathology and neurology. He also completed neuropathology and epilepsy fellowships at NYU Medical Center. His research interests include histological analysis and investigation of neuroinflammatory factors in surgically resected epileptic tissue.

I Could’ve Been A Contender

“You don’t understand.  I coulda had class, I coulda been a contender.

I could’ve been somebody, instead of a bum which is what I am, let’s face it.” ~ Terry Malloy

The above is taken from the movie, On The Waterfont, a poignant and powerful scene.

My godmother had told me about this movie over the weekend. So, I decided to venture over to the New York Public Library and borrow it.

The movie hit home for me because a close relative who I love very much works as a longshoreman. Actually, I have quite a number of relatives who work or have worked at the waterfront.

It’s a rough job. I’ve been privy to a lot of it based on my relatives working the docks.

They love their jobs immensely, but there is a lot that comes with it that isn’t so attractive.

This movie brings such realities to the forefront.

There is much to be said on the topic, however, this isn’t my focus.

“I could’ve been a contender.”

Have you ever felt this way in your life?  If it wasn’t for someone or something, your life would have gone differently?

I definitely feel this way. I made some wrong decisions in my life and based on those wrong decisions, my life went a different direction.

One example of this, is when I left home at the age of 19 and eloped. To me, that was the single biggest mistake I’ve ever made because I was going to college at the time and had to drop out.

I got married too young. I was immature. I was naive. I didn’t have any life experience. I should have focused on completing my college education, instead of getting married (i.e., I was married once before).

A wrong decision changed the course of my life.

I’m not sitting here dwelling on it, however, I do recognize how our decisions can pretty much make or break our lives.

“I could have been somebody.”

Yes. I truly believe I could have been somebody if I didn’t have negative associations.

In this movie, his brother was the one who sold him (Marlon Brando’s character) out.

His brother placed bets and fixed who would win. He told him it wasn’t his night. His brother’s decision destroyed his boxing career.

Which is why the above scene broke my heart. I am well aware of how one wrong move, by a person or a bad decision, can change the course of someone’s life forever.

I am grateful the Lord gives us second chances. I don’t know where I would be today if He didn’t.

Have you seen this movie? If so, what did you think of it? Also, has God given you a second chance?

Guest Post: Five Reasons Why Christian Writers Don’t Write

Today I visit Godly Writers and discuss five reasons why Christian writers don’t write.

I also share my personal reflection and recent epiphany with regards to why I had stopped writing for awhile.

I hope you will stop by and join the conversation at Godly Writers.

Facing Your Goliath

David said to the Philistine, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the Lord will deliver you into my hands, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. This very day I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds and the wild animals, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the Lord saves; for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give all of you into our hands.” 1 Samuel 17:45-47

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I never tire to read or hear the story of David and Goliath. Here is this little guy David and this colossal giant Goliath taunting him.

Everyone feared, literally trembled in Goliath’s presence. He would laugh and mock. Gosh, I can’t even imagine it. I personally believe if I was there, I would definitely be shaking in my pants.

It’s amazing how little David saves the day. He saves the day because God is with him. He slews the giant Goliath with a sling shot and a stone. The stone hits Goliath right between the eyes. Timber!… he falls like a gigantic tree.

I don’t know about you, but I find this story encouraging. I want that kind of faith. The faith that can stand against any obstacle, mountain or giant and not be defeated.

Most times than not though, our faith isn’t this way, now is it?

We each face a Goliath in our life. Whether it’s a person or a circumstance, it is something or someone who appears to be bigger, stronger and greater than us.

We believe will never overcome it. We feel afraid and defeated.

Perhaps it’s not a person or a circumstance. Perhaps it’s a struggle with a besetting sin? Or with fear? Or anger?

Whatever it is, I am here to tell you that the same God who was with David that defeated Goliath, is the same God who is with us today.

Like David, you can overcome any obstacle, mountain and giant because nothing is too big or difficult for God. (Jeremiah 32:17)

We just need to have the faith of a mustard seed. (Matthew 17:20)  God will defeat our enemies and give us the victory.

If God is for you, who can be against you? (Romans 8:31)  Be encouraged today.

Are you facing a Goliath in your life? Are you discouraged because you do not seem to be getting the victory? Please let me know how I can pray for you.

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

Who is the fairest of them all?

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Everywhere I turn, I am bombarded by images. As the days get hotter, clothes get scarcer. In New York City, people could very well go naked.

What happened to modesty? What happened to dignity?

Listen, I’m no prude, but lately, exposure of body parts have gone to another level. Is this what we want for our sons and daughters?

Sorry, it’s not cool, it’s disgusting.

What is the point of seeing Beyonce’s nipples? The woman has talent, does she really need to be exposing herself to the extent that she does? I wonder how she is going to feel years later when her baby daughter is a teenager? How will she feel about her daughter walking around strutting her goods for all the world to see?

Our society is getting sicker by the minute. You can’t even turn on the television without seeing it. You can’t walk down the street without avoiding it.

What hope do our children have of growing up in a world that respects purity and dignity?

Years ago, I remember falling into this particular nonsense. I would spend hours in the gym to meet some man’s approval of a “perfect” body. I was thin at the time, but my nickname became “meatballs with legs”.

I wish I could go back in time and be the way I am now. I am at a different place and I’m grateful to be married to someone who isn’t obsessed with my physicality and image.

In the past, I could not walk out into the street without looking like I’ve stepped out of a magazine. Those days are over, thank God.

The pressure to live up to other people’s physical expectations or man’s approval of me, to validate me, to say I was beautiful, sexy, desirable or worthy to be loved was absolute bondage.

There was even a time I became anorexic because I had heard so many lies of how fat and imperfect I was, I became obsessed with trying to silence my distorted reflection in the mirror.

The only word I heard vibrating in my head was fat… fat… fat.  All I saw myself as was fat… fat… fat…

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, Who is the fairest of them all?

Oh please, oh please say it’s me, my restless heart would exclaim.

I fear for our youth that has more pressure placed on them now. With celebrities and magazines having no scruples. What awaits the next generation at the rate we are going?

What are we worth? Aren’t we worth more than exploiting our body parts like meat on a window display?

Ladies, you are worth more than that. Don’t sell yourself short! You were fearfully and wonderfully made. You are the apple of God’s eye. Please don’t fall for the lie.

I implore parents, please teach your children to value and respect themselves. There is another way. A better way. God’s way.

If we each do our part to educate our children differently, we can stop this perverse cycle. Won’t you join me?

Loving Your Enemies

“If your enemies are hungry, give them food to eat. If they are thirsty give them water to drink.

You will heap coals of shame on their heads, and the Lord will reward you.”  Proverbs 25: 21-22

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Who actually loves their enemies? Do you?

Recently, I am being met with challenges I didn’t think I would have to contend with in my walk. These situations have caught me off guard and by surprise.

What I’m realizing is the enemy never sleeps. He is always busy inciting others to stir up problems.

This time it’s involving a neighbor. A neighbor that we have been nothing but kind and respectful toward has been maliciously gossiping and spreading false accusations against my husband and I for absolutely no reason whatsoever.

I can’t tell you how troubling this is for me, especially given the fact that we have had no issues with any neighbor, much less this one.

It just boggles my mind, hurts my heart and discourages my spirit.

I keep trying to remind myself that this is the work of Satan and to not allow my faith to be shaken.

It’s times like this, when my faith is being tested and pushed to the limit.

This week the Lord showed me the above verse in Proverbs, and I had been meditating on it. Little did I know I would be contending with this very issue this weekend.

I can’t tell you how many scenarios I’ve entertained in my mind of what I would love to tell this neighbor in response.

Adrenaline coursing through my veins, wanting nothing more to confront and give them a piece of my mind.

Until I heard the Lord say, “Do not do or say anything, keep silent. Vengeance is mine.”

I was so upset when I heard the Lord say this to me. I want to tell this neighbor off and put them in their place. But I realize if I do so, I would be disobeying the Lord and stepping outside of His will and protection.

So here I am writing this and stewing in my anger toward this evil neighbor.

Yet God says for us to love our neighbors, love and pray for our enemies. This is probably the hardest thing for me to do right now and I can tell you that my flesh has absolutely no interest or desire to do so.

My practice and inclination is to confront and put people in their place when they are doing wrong. I have no qualms about telling someone what I think, what is harder for me is to keep silent.

What about you? Are you able to love your enemies? Have you experienced anything similar? If so, how did you handle it and what was the outcome?  I would be interested in reading your comments.

This is a song that I have gone to time and time again through the years. It’s called Psalm 3 by Salvador, here are the lyrics and You Tube video. I hope it blesses you:

Many are those that rise up against me
And many are saying of me
God will not deliver him (repeat)

Arise oh Lord and deliver me
Oh my God
Oh my God (repeat)

I cry upon my Lord
And He answers me
From His holy hill (repeat)

Arise oh Lord and deliver me
Oh my God
Oh my God (repeat)

I will not fear the tens of thousands
Drawn up against me
On every side

Arise oh Lord and deliver me
Oh my God
Oh my God (repeat)

I Want To Believe

Do you believe in miracles? When you read the Bible, what goes through your mind? When you read about Heaven or Hell, do you believe it?

Well, I have a confession to make… I really don’t believe what I read, which is probably why I don’t feel compelled to read the Bible. But I want to believe.

I hear Jesus’ voice echoing in the recesses of my mind, asking me the same question, “Who do you say that I am?” (Mark 8:29)

I’m still trying to figure this out.

I have traveled far and wide seeking truth.  I shudder at the realization of how much money I’ve spent searching for God. I could have paid for a college education and owned two condos by now. No joke.

Sadly, I’m still at square one. If I’m honest, I lack faith and belief. True story.

I believe it is by God’s design I review Christian books. Because recently, I’m being challenged to the core by a book I’m reading and reviewing.

I’m sure you are curious… it’s called Signs, Wonders and a Baptist Preacher by Chad Norris. Have you heard of the book or the author? No? Well, me either… until now.

It was simple… Chosen Books sent me an email asking me which book I wanted to review and I chose this one. However, I didn’t know as a result of reading this book, it would turn my world and heart upside down.

Secretly, I had an underlying agenda in selecting this book and it was to discredit it. I wanted to write off the author as crazy, nuts, off the wall, etc…

However, by the time I hit page 40, I needed to speak to this man! There was such a drive in me to speak with him.

Thankfully, when I did reach him, he was very gracious. He didn’t think I was a lunatic from New York City. He agreed to speak to me through Skype a few nights ago.

Chad Norris isn’t nuts, off the wall or crazy… he is one of the most down to earth, nice, laid back dudes I ever met. He is NORMAL!

I can’t discredit him or his book at all.

Now what?

Well… I was left with looking at myself… where I’m really at with all of this stuff.

Folks, I love Jesus, but I lack faith and do not believe in miracles. I’m cynical, I doubt and question everything in the Bible and otherwise. When I read the Bible I disbelieve the miracles in there too.  I gloss over the stories like they are fairy tales or fables.

I realized somewhere, somehow I determined it was all a bunch of make believe. The realization of this is brutally shocking to me, I don’t even know what to do with myself.

I admit, it’s a scary place to be.

So here I am, on the day before Resurrection Day, crying out to God… Lord, I believe, help my unbelief. (Mark 9:24).

Do you struggle with reading the Bible and believing in miracles, signs and wonders? Do you believe miracles are for today? Have you experienced a miracle in your life? Have you seen someone get healed miraculously? Have you seen blind eyes and deaf ears open? The dead raised?

Words Are Cheap

I’m sure you heard the expression, “Actions speak louder than words”. Well, it’s true, it does.

This is something I strongly believe in. I do not want to hear someone talk about their faith as much as I want to see it demonstrated in their lives.

What’s the point of spouting off Scriptures at someone, when you turn the corner and are living a double life?

I know about that because I used to be one of those people. I would quote bible verses and then later be rolling in the hay.

Such hypocrisy, I get repulsed just thinking about it.

I would say how much I loved Jesus one minute and be fornicating the next.

Obviously, I wasn’t going around advertising, but sadly, this is how I was living for years.

Perhaps I thought I was fooling those around me, but I wasn’t. I was living in sin and God was grieved.

And so was I. I was not happy living a double life, I was miserable. I knew I was living a compromised life and even though I tried to make justifications for it, I knew deep down it was wrong.

I felt guilty as charged and masked it by doing good works.

I would go to church faithfully, attend bible studies, read my bible, prayed, sang in the choir and even did missions work.

You see, I thought by “doing” these things it would justify my wrongs somehow.

Sin is sin. There is no justifying doing wrong with doing good works.

I wasn’t fooling God or anyone when I was living in sin. I was only hurting myself.

You see, God forgives us, but we still have to pay for the grave consequences of our wrong choices.

We reap what we sow. It’s the law of life, you just can’t get around it.

If we say we love Jesus, then we have to demonstrate it in our actions. In our lives. Not just what comes out of our mouths or in our “acts” of phony piety.

We just cheapen His grace and exploit His salvation.

If you are struggling as a Christian, then be honest about it. Don’t hide or perform or act.

Pray and ask the Lord to give you the strength to repent and turn away from it, whatever “it” is.

Just don’t accept it or believe God will forgive you anyway. Yes, He forgives and He loves you, but He’s also a just God… and I can tell you from my own personal experience that I paid a heavy price for “choosing” to live in sin.

I don’t know who I’m speaking to today, but for whatever reason, I was lead to write this just for you.

Jesus loves you and wants you to get it right. Whatever you are doing isn’t going to lead you to experience His peace, joy or love.

All you have to do is repent today and He will give you the strength to overcome whatever it is you are struggling with.

He did it for me and I know He will do it for you too.

How to Build a Tribe Without Even Trying

I caught your attention huh? This morning while getting ready for work, I posted a Facebook status saying I should start an online course on “How to Build a Tribe Without Even Trying,” which I thought was catchy.

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For those of you who don’t know… at the beginning of this year, the Lord spoke to me very clearly about unplugging and unsubscribing from all Facebook groups and blogs, etc… I got this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach because I did all this work in 2012 to make connections and build relationships.

And now God was asking me to unplug from everything and everyone?

I told the Lord what will become of me? How in the world will anyone want follow my blog now that I’m not part of anything?

I had done all this work, sacrificed hours of time and invested lots of money to now unplug  and unsubscribe?

I couldn’t for the life of me understand or make logical sense of His request.

However, one thing I have learned is not to say ‘no’ to God’s leading, even if it makes absolutely no sense to me or anyone else for that matter.

I’m sure there were a ton of people wondering what in the world was happening to me.

Granted, my initial decision was propelled by a disappointing incident with someone I really admired and respected.

If truth be told, I practically idolized this “successful” person, which I’m sure grieved the Lord.

However, when I look back now, I realized God allowed it to happen because He is in the process of teaching me something major.

You see, I was falling for man’s prescriptions for success. I did learn from the best, yet somehow, God was not prospering my efforts. Why? Because He doesn’t want me following man’s formulas, prescriptions or strategies for success.

He wants me to trust Him. He wants me to stop looking at man and start looking at Him. The author and finisher of my faith.

God is my promoter, not people, no matter how famous, successful, influential, popular and in demand they are.

“For promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south. But God is the judge: he putteth down one, and setteth up.”  Psalm 75:6-7

God told me He would bring the people He wants reading my blog posts. He told me not to strive or chase, but to write what He tells me and leave the rest to Him.

I said ‘yes’ because I truly want to live an abundant and supernatural life with God. I don’t want to follow the way of the world. I don’t want to follow man’s schemes for success. I don’t want to chase after anything or anyone, but God.

As a result of my obedience and relinquishing it all, I am getting more subscribers to my blog now than ever before without even trying.

God is faithful and well, if we follow Him and do things His way, we honestly can’t lose.

“But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.” Matthew 6:33

Won’t you follow Him today?

When God Shows Up

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There was another death in the family… seems to be a theme lately. This time it was my husband’s younger cousin. A shock to say the least. Noone was expecting it. She wasn’t sick or anything. She left behind the most adorable five year old boy. Breaks my heart honestly.

Friday was the wake. I had off from work, so we all went as a family. I normally do not make it to these things.

We were running late. It seemed as if invisible forces were causing us from getting there, including the fierce wind pushing against us while walking to the funeral home.

We finally arrived and I immediately sensed the hopelessness hanging in the air like a thick cloud. We made our way up the stairs to an ocean of tears.

We walked through a maze of people until we came upon vacant seats in the back as my father in law began speaking. Suddenly, I felt a surge of energy propelling me out of my seat.

I told my husband, I need to go up front and pray for the people. He looked at me with a surprised expression.

I’m not one to speak in front of people, much less a group of strangers. I’m the type who likes to sit quietly in a corner, minding my own business. But, for whatever reason, on this particular day, God had other plans for me. I couldn’t resist the force propelling me to go.

I knew it was the Lord and I obeyed.

I walked up there and stood in front of all these people staring at me. I whispered to the Lord, what am I doing here? The Lord gently said just speak what I tell you.

Yes Lord.

I wasn’t going to say no to Him, not anymore. I learned my lesson years ago and won’t be making the same mistake twice.

If God wants me to speak, then I will speak, no matter what happens or how awkward I feel.

When it finally came time to open my mouth, all I remember were these words echoing back at me… Jesus is real!

Hallelujah! Yes, He is! I adore Him and magnify Him, despite myself. He can use a fool like me and be glorified. He is great and worthy of all praise. I love Him with every last breath in me. I want to please Him, because He is worthy. I know I have failed Him many times (and still do), but my heart’s desire is to do His will and make Him smile.

As a result of my obeying and saying yes to God, despite the apprehension I felt of what others might think of me, God showed up. God’s presence permeated that place… and then my husband joined me and began to speak too.

Then his cousin came forward, shared and sang a beautiful song. I was in awe at what the Lord was doing right before my eyes.

I learned a valuable lesson that day. Yes, I was afraid, intimidated, shaking in my pants, but with God I pressed through, listened and obeyed. Then I saw God move in power, encouraging others, touching hearts and giving them hope.

Where there was first hopelessness and despair, it was replaced with love, hope and encouragement by the power of the Holy Spirit.

It truly become a celebration, reflecting the spirit of our little cousin. Her presence will prevail in others she touched during her short time here on earth.

In conclusion, I wanted to share this beautiful song sung by Jenn Johnson called Come to Me. I hope it blesses you.