LET HIS JOY FLOW ...

LET HIS JOY FLOW ...
THROUGH YOUR SMILE!

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Fwd: Its a Good God Day!

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Good God Day!

Regardless what....It is his Good God Day...and we get to be part of it. So let us rejoice in the Lord always...in his perfectness that "becomes" within our greatest weakness. 

Regardless ...even...

It is all....even..

It is all part of his bigger over all plan for all of humanity...
And even...

it too shall pass.

But not one letter of his Word..will fall.

Hope Faith Love
Keep our eyes and heart on him and in him.
Amen.


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Let not your heart be troubled....Arise out of sorrow and choose His Joy!


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Let not your heart be troubled....Arise out of sorrow and choose His Joy!

Monday, April 6, 2020

Encouragement/LOST MY EYEGLASSES IN HOUSE NO TEXTING IN HANGOUTS/ TOO SMALL THERE And Good God will provide for you.



Here in GMAIL, I can enlarge everything.

But it is still too hard to see and find correct keys.

I strain my arms neck and back to type, Speaking to text on laptop I must be able to see even smaller letters than that which are in Hangouts text window.,,,that microphone types into, then click insert,

The microphone has always worked well say wen I video chat with a high school friend in North Carolina where my husband & I were for 5 years after Katrina.

Something has always been frustrating though using it to speak type text.


So those who can make hangout video calls, we can see and hear each other there.

Phone is on verge of completely going, not even having ability to text.
No AT&T until after Coronavirus stuff over.

And I am sure that will be a very long time.

My son the Major is very busy with the Military Operations in Louisiana for Coronavirus.

But we managed to text today, he said he could not send me a link to my phone and correct anything or even trouble shoot it to know if it really is a bad microphone or if just a setting that needs correcting.


He has done that with my laptop several times.

A Dominican I know who is just as computer talented as Charles, said he can barely hear me.   And like Charles he said a phone and a laptop don't work the same.  He thought phone company could remotely do somethings like they've done before.... That is if they were working.

My contract date is past, I wish I could cancel my phone totally for now since I have router and it is working. Why pay for what I do not have full use of?

Since they gave me Military Plan, it may not save me much.

No one to answer phones or anything like that until after COVID....
However this stuff has not changed my life a whole lot.

Not as much as it has changed life for others.

I had only been rarely leaving my home to even walk to Holy Mass and all of you know the whys that  caused that years that I only rarely went.

Maybe I will find a way through AT&T website to shut the phone off.

Kind of hard without eyeglasses.

But really I can laugh about it because my first 49 and a half years I did everything in the dark with tunnel vision.

But I was never straining my eyes.
, not open them at all, and feel my way around my house with my eyes closed.
I have been in this house so long, without eyeglasses, I do better playing PEEKE BOO GAMES!!!

Close my eyes, like as children and count with eyes closed then go look for them.

Yea I did that with tunnel vision felt my way followed the Three persons of Good God.

Sometimes we adults Good God wants to slow down back to our much younger ways.


Will not give me eye strain headaches till my eyeglasses show up....to relax and only feel my way around....rest !!  
Everyday life for nearly 50 years whats a few days playing around with my eyes shut.

Typing teachers never wanted students looking at the keys anyway.
I am typing some with my eyes closed.
I been taking breaks with this by the way


Light to me was imaginary to an extent because I saw it only sometimes or a lil bit.

I always my whole life had fun with that song.....


"What you hear in the dark must speak in the light....Be salt for the world"   What about DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE....???

Storms really are blessings....when you approach them with sense of humor and Faith of a mustard dustin trusting seed.


Pestilence and disease?  Well not a single sparrow falls without the Father's consent.  Good God is a God who cannot lie without ceasing to be Himself because he is Truth, life, light & mercy itself.  He cannot deny himself.

I think it weird he gave me my breath life back after each 3 times my neck was squeezed and head shaken back and forth.

I have never had the ability to generate an income, but even living in van with my husband while he had cancer,,, I survived that through Faith too.


No believer particularly a Catholic should worry about anything.  Worry adds nothing to ones life span, and prayer can change everything.

Sometimes some folks when they set out they spend too much money on their home on a mortgage that paying their bills utilities is impossible and they have no way to build a savings.

Jesus taught us warned us of that.

I even suffered Wells Fargo crimes and nearly lost my home as my mother died.

But Good God only lets his enemy think that he Satan is in control, and then eventually....

Good God will raise his 

So some folks may have to scale back.

I bought a very cheap house.

It had more problems than I specifically knew, but I knew old houses always have problem after problem.

But spiritually God made it clear this was where He wanted me, cheap enough....I knew all problems He had a plan to take care of it.  And he has performed miracles and I am expecting miracles Easter Sunday & I hope that each of you do too.

Unless Good God builds our house we labor in vain.

Good God's Word teaches us over and over not to be afraid, when we lose peace, his perfect peace that surpasses all understanding....peace in Good God, chances are one needs to go to Sacrament of Confession.  And if they have been, most likely holding some sin back....Sin of Omission.

And Christians ought not to fear death.

We know not the day or the hour, why we what does it matter how we get there...as long as we do get there?

It is what I have dreamed of since I was a little girl....Being with Good God forever...no more pain....Bask in his glory giving Him Praise forever.


We were not born for this life on earth but to eventually spend Eternity with Almighty Most Holy Trinity.



Satan can really rack up your heart and mind on that.  Those who refuse to fully confess, they are the only people who have reason to fear anything.

Like the manna God gave in the dessert, my husband sleeping in our van with me...we were always fed.

We never worried, we went to Mass each day, Adoration....and trusted and He God himself, not always the churches....God himself provided.

Good God will provide for you.

Notice I changed my profile picture from "The TOP of My Head...My Hand Stitched Hat.....To the Miraculous Bright white Concrete Pillars Good God put under my house while it was collapsing  Christmas Eve 2017.

But did not reveal until my rotten porch was removed on April 11, 2018, the anniversary of my husbands Funeral Holy Mass....days after Lions Club split payment and I was abused in both doctors offices.

So yeah I am tired of life without my husband, but Good God has other desires for me He hasn't revealed.... I am still here

Still have not figured out any fruit from having my neck squeezed and head shaken 3 times in 2017....yet neither.

But yesterday was Palm Passion Sunday when Saint Peter denied Jesus Christ 3 times.

But all things pass, and storms and even pestilence come for the good of His Righteousness, those who live purely.

It is to bring those who live on both sides never repent...like my father is an example...to repentance.  

This is a PASSOVER just like in the Old Testament.

Those who live purely the sacramental life, even though we are not physically able to receive Holy Eucharist now.....for years I could not physically receive....But I like you now and I continue...  Sincerely prayerfully take part in Holy Mass online or some of you on television....  Spiritual Communion that is sincerely deeply prayerful is wonderful.

His graces are new and fresh every morning and those graces are always enough for us.  He has written it.  So it is.

If his graces do not feel enough... Then friend, examine your conscience well.




Sense of humor does everyone Good chuckle how am I doing this, no eyeglass.....and my house has challenges I am used to....but most folks I have known in life would NEVER lived like I have.

I can always find something entertaining, may not be precisely what is in front of me....The Glory worship music on youtube free for playing....

And so they do not get to enjoy some of the ridiculous comedy routines day in day out.

I look at the photo of what my pillars look like that the Divine Carpenter even screwed into the floor joists he also raised in my sleep!!

No matter how bad it gets Good God is willing and able to perform.

Back to phone.....
So I cannot help think possibly my network needs to be reset by AT&T, they have done that before, but for other problems.

So the new St Francis APP for mobile phone, doubt I will be able to access your letters there Fr Mano, I am sorry.

Please to my email, thank you,
Good God Bless you all....understand...No AT&T until after Coronavirus because no one in their store.  Only Virtual electronic assistants in website, not even people working in website from home.

Good God has overcome all things and let us remember the Passover of the Old Testament.....The Jews placed blood from an animal a sheep or goat over their doors posts.

But we who live purely by the Word of Good God...live his sacramental life, live in the state of grace going to confession when we should....

We have something better covering us.

We are covered by the Blood of Jesus Christ.
His perfect peace that surpasses all understanding, guarding guiding our hearts and minds through Christ Jesus!

Love & Prayers,


Stephanie/Mom/Mummy
Good God bless you,

Stephanie

Thursday, July 18, 2019

Prayers for you/Surgery/settling down after painting/

Greetings neighbors, friends, trying to send things to myself to correct mistakes before sending out to you.  Hope to hear from you and learn how you are feeling. 

I think at times what keeps me going is that I'm always with hunger, "anticipating, looking watching for the resurection of the dead and the life to come".

It's the last lines of our Creed we utter every Sunday and on Solimities within our Catholic Holy Mass.

We either mean what we say out of our mouth or we dont.  



Not heard from my sons in Nigeria since the day after my mother died in May.

I know that many priests in Nigeria, have been kidnapptortured and killed. 


But I entrust all of my sons over there in my heart, to our Blessed Mother and good God himself.


I entrust each of you and myself to our Blessed Mother and good God each day when I remember you in prayer.

I can see that Father Bede has not been signed into his account and over a month.



Could be something as simple as he could have received some kind of Cyber attack in that account and how to open a new account. And when your account is attacked if you use the automatic way of transferring your contacts the viruses and whatever you call them follow you to your new account.



I pray that I hear from all of them soon. Sometimes their internet is worse than some substandard also depending on whether they or at the Seminary or near it, or if they are sent out into the sticks....where signals do not exist.

I don't remember this long of a period  of time going by without hearing from some of them.

But I will.

Hope to hear from you all.


Stephanie/Mum/Mom/Ma


Sealing the painted floors with at least two coats of Thompsons water seal.


On Thu, Jul 18, 2019, 9:26 AM Mrs Stephanie <riseabovecircumstances@gmail.com> wrote:
Good God morning, 


The system would not let me send this last night to everyone I tried to include.  So I am now this morning forwarding to include you with many of those who received.


Know that though many of you, and I have not communicated in a very long time, I am still loving you with my prayers everyday.


He who is in me and in you has already overcome the world and all of its hate,  violence, and all evils and hardships.


Isn't it amazing that within  all of the criticism, that President Trump has received,  he has walked right into North Korea with its tyrant leader to talk face to face.

Lions laying down with lambs.

Sing praises to our good God!


I do not miss television, and I am glad not to have it hooked up.


Read some news online.

But doing it that way, I don't have to have all of that outrageous whatever you want to call it coming into my home.


Stay up-to-date with only what's important to me.


I sincerely pray for each of you in my daily prayers, Rosary and Divine Mercy. 

I remember you, each of you,  as  I pray along with one of the Daily Holy Masses that are out there online to choose from.


Those of you who have shared with me some difficulty that you have been living with, I have been sincerely praying for Good God to totally heal you, for cataracts, glaucoma, heart disease, and cancer to shrink shrink shrink until totally gone in you.... in Jesus Christ holy name by the authority of good God our Father and our baptisms and the holy priesthood of a few of you.....and by the POWER of his Most Holy Spirit,  be made healthy and whole now and forever....rejoicing and praising Good God.  We ask these things not according to ourselves but according to his written word, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary your Holy Mother, oh Lord, and our Holy Mother too, and through Jesus Christ her Divine Son our Lord, our Good Shepherd,  and Divine Physician, who is living and reigning With You Most Holy Spirit one good God forever and ever amen.

We thank you Most Holy Trinity.


And amazing also... is all that Good God has helped me accomplish in spite of my neck injuries.... when I have stayed home for weeks and not gone anywhere.


It takes a lot of time to walk anywhere,  particularly as far as the church, even if the extreme weather was not a health risk.


I'm doing many more physical things now. 

For an extremely long time, after each assault I endured,  I could not even sweep my floor.

I could not put the pressure into anything that was required to scrub something clean.


I'm doing a lot more of that sort of stuff now even though I've not been in physical therapy in a very long time.  I am not always able to effectively do it all. But I do what I can and when I recognize my efforts are not effective, I just let whatever it is lie where it is. It's not time to take care of it yet.

And I do something else that needs doing and is just as important.


But I am speaking this to text.

 I'm not capable of typing or tapping very much.

It's still much too hard to crochet or do the Finer Things that I enjoyed throughout my life.


A physical therapist understands the difference between what's required for these types of motor skills.

When I was in physical therapy a year ago I was really trying to finish a crocheted doll for the Arts Guild October contest.

I wasn't able to finish it. 

Good God put it on my heart a few months ago to start working on it again just a very little bit at a time.  Hope I do finish it in time.

But, in the event that I am not able, I am managing to paint my floor I with images of life and Waters of baptism and having a steady arm or hand it's not necessary. I go with the flow of the Holy Spirit in me.  There is no deadline.                                                           As my Precious William used to say. You have no boss, I am not your boss, I am your husband. 
                                                 And  remembering that way back before I was assaulted,  I could make one of these dolls with great speed in just a few weeks or even less,  when my husband was doing the household things.

And he was happy to do the household things for me to stitch because he had us in business and we got a tremendous amount of money for such things in festivals.

I can write by hand only for a very few minutes, maybe two paragraphs only tops, if I do it early and not after I've done many other things.

Then only sometimes my first two paragraphs maybe readable to somebody.

But typically I have to speak to text. 

My son purchased me a writing program and installed it into my laptop from another state earlier this year and connected it to the microphone that's in the windows 10 computer to use the Cortana.


But I got a serious cough that lasted for more than a month. I caught it on Mother's Day there was someone in the same Pew as me who should have stayed home....they had runny nose and coughing and sneezing. 

That very night my cough and sneezing started and immediately my cough was worse than his.


And this is when the microphone set up my son did just didn't work for me at all anymore obviously. 


But as the weeks with it persisted but cough less frequent, the microphone on my smartphone was typing my voice more correctly than the laptop.

But I never could understand why the microphone on this Smartphone types my voice correctly making rare mistakes only.

But my laptop wasn't getting anything correct.
I'm sure the microphone needs to be reset again. I ought to be able to go in there and figure out how to do it myself.
                                                  But right now I have a big push to finish all of the floors in my house.  The air in my house breathes so much easier and healthier!
                                            Praise our sweet Lord...for Who He is, and all the wonderful things he does for us.

Yet Good  God, Most Holy Trinity,  yearns to do even more in our lives, infinitely more then we can ask think dream or imagine.



Got to sleep late, but before midnight, and woke up just after 8pm.  So I'm sleeping well, and enough.


I'm not having issues with my neck as often when I try to sleep.

I don't think I even took any ibuprofen last night, and I still got to sleep in about a half hour with a Holy Mass repeating in my computer all night along with the Rosary.

Occasionally it has interrupted my sleep but it used to be a nightly thing that I could not get my neck comfortable pain free.

And so I am thanking a good God with faith that he is in the process of healing me totally in all areas of my being.

And good God yearns to do the same and more for you.

I miss writing postal cards and letters of prayer to shut-ins. But no one can read the majority of my handwriting anymore



Hope all of you are feeling well.



Good God bless each and everyone of you!


More floor painting today to do...complete the entire house!




Stephanie/Mom/Ma/Mum




: Surgery/settling down after painting
To:


Good God bless you all,

I'm resting on sofa now, 11:19pm. after working hard all day setting up my house for the next phase of painting my floors.


If you are receiving this, know that even though you may rarely hear from me, I still remember you by name in my daily prayers.

I've been working on painting my floors with colors of life.

Light hues of greens and colors of waters...of baptism.

My floors have always been very unhealthy, even after good God supernaturally rid my house of toxic mold, when I spread salt blessed by a holy priest who was Pastor, when I moved here... Father Alphonse from India.

No matter how much time and work was put into cleaning these unfinished wood floors they we're still musty dusty and dirty.

Just after painting one small area late at night when I was first stirred to do it, my entire house has felt cleaner and healthier.

My bathrooms desperately need a carpenter or another supernatural  miracle  like when Good God put the pillars under my house as I slept Christmas Eve  2017.
You can see many new pillars between the old red brick ones.  Tap that number and see new pillars between the old ancient brick piers.

And you can see the other style pillars Good God even screwed into the wood framing underneath. 

Shoring crews are doing great just to get the right length/height supports in the right places to level the house. They cant even grade the land under a building. 

My brother responded to an email that I sent inviting my other brother Sean and our father to stay here if they needed to evacuate for Hurricane Barry.

He wrote telling me that our father was having angioplasty that very day when he was writing me a response to this invitation. 

No one would have told me that he was having angioplasty had there not been a hurricane concern and I had written.

As it turned out my brother Sean said on the telephone that the angioplasty had to be rescheduled because our father had some kind of surgical procedure on a boil that's on his rear end. 

Brother Daniel  also said our father is to have aeorta heart valve replacement surgery in August and I've not yet been told precisely when that will be either.


Both of our fathers older sisters had this surgery and both didn't live but a very short few days if that afterwards.

When my brother Daniel wrote all of our fathers how it was the first I had heard of it. And I had to write him back and let him know that no one in Dad's health condition could survive even an hour in my house.

He could never maneuver my house physically from room to room. And certainly could not use these bathrooms until either a carpenter rebuilds them or good God gives me another miracle like the pillars under my house that the carpenter who built my porch revealed when he removed the old porch on April 11th 2018 which was the anniversary of my husband's funeral Holy Mass.

Know my prayers for each of you are with you daily.

I thank you for your prayers also.

Good God bless you all,



Stephanie/Mom/Mum/Ma

Friday, July 12, 2019

Sealed some painted floors

Greetings....Good God bless you dear friends. 

It's the new day our sweet Lord  has made...so we can meet and greet in his Holy Name.

An update on my floor project.

Many of you already know because you've been here before, or you have seen the photographs of my first year here in my home.

All of my wood floors for carpeted new before they put this house on the market and that was to hide a flood that took place in this house not from storms what from their own Plumbing.

The house was full of toxic mold when I purchased it but I didn't know it until after the closing and I was living in it.

And it was after I spread the Blessed salt with my faith, the night before the feast of Saint Francis in October of 2015, that I removed the carpet to expose the dead mold, mold Good God killed in my sleep..

Back when I painted omeros on my walls I was in physical therapy three mornings a week. And my physical therapist pressed me now Stephanie you know what I'm doing is not going to be doing much good if you're doing all of these projects in jobs.

But Richard you know the surfaces of the walls and so forth are not cleanable unless they're painted and I won't ever ever be healthy if I don't do it because there's no one else to do it. 

He agreed with me on that and said we'll just have to work on it together to get you through it.

But after Lions Club split their payment, and I was abused by two different optometrists in two different facilities, suddenly I couldn't go to any kind of medical facility safely because everyone is friends of one of the optometrists or one of the optometrists family members. 

So I could not get the referrals that my physical therapist could get paid by my insurance and all any of this means is that it puts me in a position to receive even more and greater miracles from good God.


Because when the normal avenues to accomplish any life need, gets blocked, we who live for him, strictly obedient to his written word and to his instructions to our personal hearts...he must perform for us who place his trust in us, or he ceases to be himself.

Because he is mercy and healing itself.  And unless he builds my house,  and your house, we labor in vain.   I labor in vain.

He can never deny himself.

And so I desire to paint the floor when I painted the murals on the walls but I knew that at that time I was not capable of moving a shifting all of the furniture around to accomplish it.


But I am outside on my porch inner rocker waiting for the Thompson's clear sealer to dry.

A couple of heavier pieces in one corner I shifted onto blankets just this morning and drag them onto the porch pulling the blankets.

Where these pieces were the floor was not painted.

So I painted this corner before I started putting the clear sealer onto the floor from the opposite end where it had been dry for days.

I was surprised the paint in that corner was not dry to seal and so I'll have to seal that corner when the rest of the floor is dry enough to walk on the instructions say dry it with a towel after 10 minutes.

If I remember my husband using this same product to seal wood floors in a house we bought in North Carolina when we first moved in. 

He hired professional floor sanders to sand the floors because they knock it out real fast.


But together my precious William and I cleaned up all of the sawdust and my precious husband sealed the floors before we moved anything into the living area upstairs. All the floors upstairs were Hardwood. But we had a walkout basement that had a concrete floor and we had our bed set up there and Essentials set up downstairs to sleep there until certain things were absolutely complete upstairs.

Specifically of the floors. I remember my husband put two coats of this stuff on the floors. And I specifically remember that he did not use a towel minutes after like it says to on the can.

After the first coat we let it dry for more than a day.

And then he did a second coat, allowed it to harden three days before we began moving anything up there.

When I first sat on the porch it was really hot I put one of the fans on and it really feels comfortable now and I believe I kind of forgot about how long how many minutes it's been since I worked my way out of the house.


Look at some of the photos. Certainly I have a lot more work to do some pieces I could not move yet and so there are areas that need to be painted and sealed at another time. I intend on doing the entire house.

I did not want to purchase any paint special for the floors but use what I already have.

And I wanted my floors to have a feeling of life no different than the murals throughout my house.   So grasses and restful healing waters of baptism.

Take a look. 

Peace and Blessings to each of you. 


Stephanie/ Mom/Mum/Ma



Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Music and Art at Trinity Park returns | Daily Leader Brookhaven Mississippi

Music and Art at Trinity Park returns | Daily Leader http://www.dailyleader.com/2016/10/05/music-and-art-at-trinity-park-returns/ [From ZTE mobile browser].

Used my photo again and Praise God!  I plan to get a business license....very soon and I hope to see you in Trinity Park every Thursday during the noon lunch hour.

Be sure to bring some pocket cash...I will not be the only
BRAG ARTIST selling there art...get ready for the holidays that will be here sooner than you think.

Stephanie

Gooooooooood God bless you all

Stephanie

Music and Art at Trinity Park returns | Daily Leader

Music and Art at Trinity Park returns | Daily Leader http://www.dailyleader.com/2016/10/05/music-and-art-at-trinity-park-returns/ [From ZTE mobile browser]

Mr Shaw Furlow invited all artists to bring their art to sell and all tourists welcome....This was put together instantly on just a thought and a vision of Mr. Shaw's and hr presented it to his pastor who gave him permission.

This week lunch provided....that's what Article implys.

Stephanie

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THAT"S OUR MARGIE!!!

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We Can't Get Enough of Her!!!

EstherStephanada Meet Two NEW FRIENDS!

Stephanada found another Grand Mamma To LOVE!!

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Y is BACK with HER BRIAN BABY!

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