So – for a whole three days – I’ve really put an emphasis on moving – instead of sitting . . . . This morning I took a different walk direction – South then North. I found that it wasn’t as delightful walking on a busy road staring at traffic and houses.  Much more fun to walk West then East.  Beautiful Views, and Beautiful Sunrises!  The Canal is to the South almost a half mile down, and it is dry right now, so that really isn’t a great destination. 

I went to a healing oils class last night.  They highlighted the 12 oils mentioned in the Bible, the ancient use and the modern uses.  I’m not sure what I went expecting other than to learn what they were and to bring one vial home, but it became so much more than that. 

It looks like our life is set out on a New Normal.  Hubby is working, Boys are doing well in school, I’m back to crafting and bible studies.  However, I have not put taking  care of me into the transition.  Ten months of caring for someone else’s health problems can take a lot out of your body leaving room for little roots of bitterness, and some large roots, to take hold.

Last evening, surrounded by wonderful women – some dear friends, some new friends, and some I have known, yet admired from afar – we passed about 14-15 oils around – learning what they were named, where they were mentioned in the bible, what their ancient use was, and what their modern use is.  We read in the Word of where they were used, how they were used on Christ’s body, and in general with people in the Bible.  We learned the healing and cleansing, forgiving and annointing that went with each one.  Somewhere in the passing of the vials – my thoughts switched from a learning experience, into a personal annointing experience.  I know the Word speaks of annointing others – but as we passed each oil, we took the tiny jar, placed a drop on our hand, swirled it with our finger, then applied it somehere on our body.  Kneck, Heart, Feet, Head, Temples, Arms, Hands, Hair.  As I prayed in the Spirt to myself – I found the forgiveness, the healing and the cleansing that I have been needing.   Our main teacher urged us to drink alot of water – as the oils could/would start a detox – so we drank a ton of peppermint water, lemon water, and even a smidgen of plain ol water. 

Around 8:45ish we got up and had some of the yummiest morsles of food – had time of fellowship – and more oil – on our hair. 🙂 

On the ride home, I could tell that the mixture of all of the smells was a bit intense.  My family said I STUNK.  You stink mommy.  They wouldn’t even kiss me good night.  I went to bed and slept long and hard.  I didn’t even get up out of bed until after 8:00 which is extremely late for me. I went and took my walk, fed my chickens, and did my chores.  The little son woke up and said – you smell nice now mommy, I like this smell better. 🙂  I still havn’t showered – – –

The weird part ?  (I know some of this is already weird)  but this morning I had lost 6 pounds from the same time the previous day. No food differences yet.  Two walks of less than a mile.  I’d like to think that getting rid of a bitter root, and taking up Joy makes a person lighter. 🙂

Thank you to all of my special friends!  Those from this experience, and those who have walked along side of our family this summer – gone through a ton of hard things, watched us cry, watched us heal, have prayed, and forgiven our quick words, and stayed.