I've been diving in to the history behind some of our well known "vintage" Christmas carols this December. Some of you may have seen them in my FB stories. (I'm doing my best to highlight one per day). 🎄 It's been so interesting and I've gained a much greater appreciation for songs and their backstage stories.
Today's archeological dig was especially compelling because it seems like it could have been written this year, and I wanted to share.
🎶" I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" 🎶was written as a poem in the middle of our country's Civil War in 1863 by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
His wife of 18 years had just passed away unexpectedly, and his son had gone to fight for the freedom of all men to parts unknown. Longfellow was notified by telegram on December 1st, that his son was seriously wounded at a battle during the Mine Run Campaign. He was emotionally devastated by both events and the stress of everyday life during war time.
Yet in his deepest despair, he retained his devout faith in Christ.
As I read thru the verses of the original song (some of the modern versions have been altered), I was struck by these two in particular:
🎶'And in despair I bowed my head;
"There's no peace on earth," I said;
"For hate is strong,
and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men!"
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good will to men."🎶
Ephesians 6:12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of the dark world and against spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
God's not dead friends. He's very much alive and He corrects injustices in His own timing. Keep the faith. Goodness and loving kindness will ultimately prevail. ❤️🇺🇸🙏
I'll forever see this Christmas carol in a different way. May the peace that passes all understanding be with you today!
Have you had a chance to flip thru the first issue of 40 Dandelions?
"Holistic healthy" doesn't separate body from mind or spirit. It's one of the reasons my business plan is in the form of a prayer rather than an accounting spreadsheet. #Godwillprovide
To learn more about why I do what I do, check out pages 11 thru 13. 😘 https://www.40dandelions.com/
xoxo ~ liz
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I may have to dive more into this later.....
Fear not my friends! It is only detrimental to your overall health! That's a fact.
Hey Wellness Prepper friends! A month ago, God watered a seed in my soul that had been planted twenty years ago.
If I am nothing more, I am a child of God with a desire to walk in integrity in all that I do and say. I will not waver from that.
In 1991, I graduated from pharmacy school and during the graduation ceremony, I made an oath👩⚕️ that contained parts of the Hippocratic oath to do no harm. My full intention as a pharmacist has always been to help people live fuller and healthier lives. The industry that is pharmacy has changed over the last 30 years, and so have I. The more I have learned in an effort to truly help people heal, the more my integrity became tested.
While there will always be a time and a place for westernized medical care (emergent care immediately comes to mind), until we learn to love ourselves enough to WANT to #dothethings predominately outside the system of Big Pharma, we will never achieve optimal health. Big Pharma does not want that for any of us. Chronic illness is a cash crop with a guaranteed harvest. The harvest is exponentially larger the more medications someone is on. Patients are ultimately a commodity.
For this reason, I have made the decision with my sweet husband's blessing, to step away from corporate pharmacy practice so that I can focus on helping people achieve health in a fully holistic manner. Speaking truth and light freely could only be done by stepping way from a paycheck that was indirectly also a muzzle.
Unmuzzled, I'm now free to fully practice pharmacy in a way that few do.... holistically. I understand the inner workings of how Big Pharma affects the body and mind. I also know that It IS possible to live "outside the system", using allopathic medicine only when absolutely necessary.
Interested in working on your health in a truly holistic manner? Let's chat. 📞.....I'm in it for the long haul and am stepping out in faith to help others using the gifts, talents, and 30 years experience God has given me. I was created for a time such as this as Esther (4:14) would say.... to help you find your wellness sweet spot, so that you can be all God created you to be too. #Hehasbigplansforeachoneofus
Here's my story~
Food for thought this Sunday morning. I love CS Lewis... his works are timeless.📚📚📚
God alone numbers our days. He knows how many hairs we have on our collective heads. Knowing him, and allowing the Holy Spirit to live within you is what instills the profound peace that passes all understanding.
Conversely, the devil is the master of chaos and fear. He is on the prowl mightily these days. I have found (in my life), that the devil tends to focus often on attempting to bring people back to him just as often as he does equipping those who are already in his clutches.
If we remain silent during times such as these, we give credence to the devil's work. When we all reach Judgement Day, we will be held accountable for our belief and our works, but we will also be held accountable for our silence when we should have spoken up for what is true, what is right, what is pure, what is lovely, what is righteous, what is joy filled, what is peace that passes all understanding, what is kind, what is good. All these things come from God alone. #GodsArmy
We are weathering a spiritual storm that is identifying those who walk in the cloaking of the Holy Spirit and those who are listening to the chaotic voice of the devil, and because we have free will, we are given that choice.
Do you feel you are in a place of chaos or peace? (Your emotions will reveal the truth of that to you.)
If you've not yet found your place of peace, I urge you to seek out someone who you can identify as a beacon of light. Ask them for help
.. seek out mentorship. 😘 This peace is available to anyone who pursues it.
If you already have the peace that passes all understanding, keep on shining my friend... the world needs all the bright light it can get!🙏💖
I have had no desire to write or share for the last few weeks. 😥 The world 🌎 is going nuts and my reaction in a situation such as this is to retreat to the safety of the peace that is my immediate world. It’s a perfect time for that really….. garden 🌿 and berry 🍓 season being what it is. #farmgirllife
I do most of my writing early in the morning, when it’s quiet before dawn. Most mornings I dive into the word of God 📖before I do this tho…. My true quiet time.
I heard it said recently that “at first you read the Bible, but you’ll come to a point where the Bible instead begins to read you”. The last many months have definitely been a reflection of the later.
Yesterday's message was centered on healing and it was one small simple phrase:
💗“ Go up to Gilead and get balm” (Jer 46:11). 💗
I spent yesterday going about my chores and errands meditating on this simple piece of a verse.
Today begins our virtual Young Living Convention. We all wish it were in person as it always in in Utah, but CV19 took care of that for us. 😥 It’s a time of learning, fellowship, community, and celebration that about 40,000+ of us look forward to every year.... literally a family reunion atmosphere.
Meanwhile, cities around our country are burned and looted, and innocent people are killed, and people who are lacking the fruits of the spirit (love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control) are martyred and praised. What an upside down world we are living in.
💗“Go up to Gilead and get balm”. 💗
This little phrase packs so much meaning, especially now.
The “balm of Gilead” is an actual plant. It is known as one of the oldest and most respected herbal remedies……. Commiphora gildeadensis.
🌿It’s known to work beautifully as an anti-inflammatory. Lord knows our country could use a little less inflammation.
🌿It’s also excellent for burns, eczema, psoriasis, and blemishes. We’ve got some serious issues with burns and blemishes in our country….. The world is watching us fester.
🌿It’s an analgesic. The pain our country is going thru has affected every.single.person. We need a God sized aspirin please…. Stat.
🌿It’s a helpful diuretic. Wash us clean from this sin wracked world, oh Lord.
🌿It soothes the stomach and digestive tract. Did you just 💁♀️because your stomach has been in knots as we watched the destruction of man and property? #metoo
🌿It’s a powerful expectorant, helping purge mucus and phlegm, and relieving respiratory symptoms. A nod to the ‘rona perhaps? It is quite interesting that the antiviral Remdesivir (being tested against CV19) is manufactured by a company called Gilead Sciences. #whoa
But man will never be able to compete with God as the ultimate physician. Remdesivir can be quite hard on the liver…. the organ which coincidentally houses emotions of anger and bitterness.
🙏📖The Balm of Gilead is also representative of our salvation thru Christ. It is spiritual medicine…. able to heal all who believe in Jesus so that we may walk in that freedom and forgiveness.
Our country is blighted and sick..... in need of massive healing.
“Is there no balm in Gilead?” is a rhetorical question. The balm IS there and our Physician is there to administer it if only we ask for it.
Our God is one of light and love. Darkness, destruction, and evildoing is not of Him. We have free will to choose what we desire: illness or absolute health.
Hand me the balm please, 💁♀️ I think we need vats of it!
Philippians 4:8-9 "And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—, put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.”
Peace, love, and balm,
Have you ever felt like you were at a crossroads in your life? I’m not talking about a midlife crisis, but rather something bigger and more profound.
About 3 years ago, we took a pretty long road trip to pick up a bull in a remote (VERY REMOTE) area in West Texas. I mean…… drive to the very edge of civilization and then head 3 hours further…..the kind of remote that requires a physical map instead of cell phone/ GPS service. Without a map or good navigational tools, you’re sunk kind of remote. As you might guess, we confidently drove down the road….. in the wrong direction because we thought we knew where we were going. It cost us about 3 extra hours that day. We were reminded the value of an old school map and a dose of intuition!
This kind of parallels the last 15+ years of my life. I have been a pharmacist since 1991. I graduated, and like most health professionals…. upon graduation…… was pretty sure I had a really good grasp of the profession. I’m not saying I was God’s gift to pharmacy (hardly!), but I certainly thought I knew enough to make a difference in people’s lives. I toodled along in pharmacy doing the absolute best job I could do (because that’s my nature….. never tackle anything halfway).
When I was in my 30’s I thought we were living the dream. Charlie and I both had good jobs, had bought our farm, and had begun building our home (by hand, ourselves…. because that’s how we do things…. with all our heart and soul). We worked super hard…. 40-60 hrs a week at our respective jobs and then swung hammers and wielded paint brushes on nights and weekends for about 3 years before completing our home. It was somewhere during that time that I broke my wrist, was subsequently diagnosed with osteopenia , and both Charlie and I were diagnosed with high cholesterol. In hindsight, that broken wrist was probably the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I won’t go into great detail (you can read more about that journey here and the second half here), but it was a big fat hairy road sign to stop and assess what I thought I knew.
That broken wrist reopened a different avenue of education for me…. only this time, it was not subsidized by the pharmaceutical industry and there was some skin in the game…. my own. When you are a pharmacist, you’re in the business of knowing side effects of meds. The good news is…. you know the potential side effects. The bad news is…. you know the potential side effects. I wasn’t willing to go down that road given the med options they were dangling in front of me. My gut said no way, and once my research started it changed my life forever. It all began with raw milk. From there, my research extended into finding access to truly healthy and healing foods. Each time I thought I knew enough, I found that more pieces to health puzzles were MIA…. not just my puzzle, but everyone else’s too.
About the same time, I went to work at a pharmacy that specialized in rare diseases, oncology, auto-immune disorders, and infertility (which frequently has an auto-immune component). Sadly, this pharmacy represented the outcome of people living in toxin filled environments. Silly me. I still thought I was helping people. I guess I was. Kindness matters, especially when you are dealing with life altering body dysfunctions….. but kindness and pharmaceuticals don’t dissolve the problems these patients face every day.
Another personal puzzle piece fell into place after I was diagnosed with something called interstitial cystitis and discovered (after 9 years of no REM sleep and frequent trips to the bathroom), that it could be managed well with a fresh and healthy, but limited, diet. Expensive medication and daily catheterization are the common treatments. Ummm, no thank you. I would later learn that IC is part of the autoimmune disorder family. Not surprisingly, approximately 1 in 5 adults in the USA are card carrying autoimmune disorder patients. I had been given my card.
Eight years ago, my dad was diagnosed with dementia. It made no sense to me and we had no family history of dementia. I backtracked the onset to a statin drug (commonly prescribed for high cholesterol). In the finest of the fine print of this class of drugs you will find information alluding to possible memory loss with these drugs. Dig deeply and you’ll find it. I thank God for leading me to raw milk to lower my cholesterol instead of that which stole my dad’s memory. I don’t blame the pharmaceutical industry for burying the whole ‘memory loss’ side effect in the fine print. I mean, would you want to take a drug that could potentially rob you of your memory as a side effect? Ummmm, no thank you.
By now, I’ve truly begun second guessing pharmaceuticals. I began educating myself on everything I could get my hands on that gave honest and documented proof that maybe what I knew wasn’t EVERYTHING…… that perhaps there were some gaps in my education and knowledge base. I dug deep deep deep into gut health and discovered the link to most autoimmune disorders. I studied sleep patterns, herbs, thyroid and hormones. I picked up yoga and began healing my posture and my stress level. That led to my recent certification (7 years later) as a Christian yoga instructor.
I had a life changing accident 3 years ago this week, and (eventually… after a 3 month recovery) walked out of it when I should have been an amputee. Last week I walked a 37 minute 5K with many close friends. Thank God. Despite the severity of my injury, I have no pain day to day and am not on any medication. I’ve got oils, supplements and a little thing called Dolphin MPS that rocked my recovery world so much so that I decided to begin taking classes so that I could help others as I was helped…. another tool in my toolbox that wasn’t related to pharmacy.
The last 18 years, by serendipity or Divine design (I believe the latter), I have been gathering tools to help people (myself included) heal physically and emotionally. What had started out as a mission to care for myself and my family gradually extended to include friends and strangers who have become dear friends. The more truth in healing I gleaned, the more uncomfortable I became in my white lab coat. Back in the day, we took an oath to do no harm (that oath has been changed and no longer includes that phrase).
Once you know something, you can’t unknow it.
I have grown uncomfortable in my pharmacist skin (and coat)….. able to speak only truths that are approved talking points regulated by the pharmaceutical industry.
Once I found that there are better, safer, more life sustainable ways to heal, it became harder and harder to deny people access to these opportunities in wellness……. because they exist for the taking.
Every day, people make unconscious choices that affect their health….. making poor food choices, drinking chemically treated water, watching too much media and not exercising enough…. taking meds without researching them thoroughly first. They think a pill will solve their ills. I’m here to tell you that medications are simply adding to the already hefty toxin load within all of us. The heavier the load, the sicker the individual.
I’ve had several people in the last many months call me a healer. I don’t claim that moniker. I feel more like a shepherd, leading those who are thirsty to a safe place to drink, eat, and rest. It gives me great peace, and it makes my heart sing a song it’s never sung before.
I have straddled both worlds now for many years, and being true to myself is becoming increasingly difficult despite the six figure income that comes with the white coat. I fill prescriptions for people I have grown to love in the community, knowing that they can be helped in other ways that actually heal. I respect my duty as a pharmacist and do not step outside that boundary……but I feel God’s hand firmly on my back telling me to Go. Do. Become. Shepherd those I send your way.
And so I prayed. “Lord, if it is your will, send me those who need me.” I began praying this daily about 5 months ago. God has a sense of humor. I’m sure of it. About a month ago, I had to alter my prayer a tiny bit. ” Lord, if it is your will, can I have a little breather so I can adequately help those you sent so far? ” God is so very good.
I would have never in a million years guessed that I would step away from pharmacy more than halfway thru my career. Pharmacy has taught me so much. Perhaps most importantly, it has given me the gift of scientific discernment: the ability to understand fact from fiction or skewed data.
When I was a young pup out of pharmacy school, I thought my life was set on auto pilot. I couldn’t have been more wrong. God took me down a completely different path, guiding me and giving me tools along the way: pharmacy, nutrition, exercise, yoga, health coaching, scientific based knowledge of essential oils, supplements, and herbs, Dolphin MPS, and most importantly the empathy acquired from personal experiences.
God doesn’t call the equipped. He equips the called.
Here’s to the journey! I can’t wait to see what the second half of my life holds.
Hugs and love, Liz
PS: I am not completely stepping away from the pharmacy just yet. You will still see me in a white coat one or two days a week.
Hey there....thanks for stopping by! This is me (Liz James)... an eclectic mixture of holistic (and organic) farmgirl meets pharmacist. It's a synergy that works well as I speak truths and dissect fact from fiction. If you're looking for healthier living options, you've come to the right place!