Showing posts with label spiritual support. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spiritual support. Show all posts

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Chapel of the Net


"Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will make you fishers of men."(New International Version)



I have a new blog, Chapel of the Net.  It is for trauma survivors. 

It is a nondenominational blog based on Christian beliefs. There are not many traumatic events I had not been touched by but not one has destroyed me.




Domestic violence

My father was a violent alcoholic until I was 13. With the help of AA, he stopped drinking and never touched another drop until he passed away at the age of 58.

My ex-husband beat me once and nearly killed me. I was saved by my landlord and the police.



Divorce

I divorced my ex-husband and he stalked me for over a year. I have been married to Jack, a Vietnam vet since 1984.



Car accident

I survived being hit in the rear and sent head on into a guard rail.



Traumatic brain injury

At 4 ½ I was pushed off a slide at a drive-in movie. I fell two stories head first and landed on cement.



Health crisis

Miscarried twins and hemorrhaged.

After my daughter was born, I had an infection that was not treated properly. It caused a massive infection that almost killed me eight months later.



Death of family members

Father at the age of 58

Brother Warren at the age of 42

Brother Nick at the age of 56

Mom at the age of 85

My husband lost his whole family, Father, Mom, two sisters in 13 months.

His nephew committed suicide. He was a Vietnam veteran and committed suicide due to PTSD and heroin.



Job loss

I lost my job working for a church, a job I loved and didn’t receive unemployment. As a church they didn’t have to pay into the system and I was left with no income to support my ministry. We survived on my husband’s disability and pension.

It is the fact I have not lost hope that I am stil here.  I want to give to others what was given to me and that is the support and love that has seen me through it all. 
 
Please visit Chapel of the Net and as the days go on, I hope you will not only find comfort there but share it with others.  If you went through something, please share it and how you overcame it.
 
There will be no ads on this site and totally reader supported.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Do you want a stronger, spiritual life

When people ask me what a Chaplain is, I tell them that we take care of people, listen to their problems, help with what they need within our means, offer a caring, listening ear, and love them. A Chaplain works 24-7.

At the local Publix I know the manager well and when I was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, she used to ask if I had the day off. I told her, if I'm awake, I'm working. My Chaplain ID hangs from a hat on my dashboard for when I arrive at an accident or called to visit someone at the hospital. Most of the time I'm just going about my daily business and not dressed up in Chaplain gear, so having some kind of identification to let people know who I am is vital. It reassures them that I am trained and ready for any crisis they have.

Yet as a Chaplain, no matter how much faith I have in God and Christ, no matter how much I pray and put my faith in God's hands, I know I am subjected to the actions of others. Sometimes they are angry and take it out on me. Sometimes they are grieving so much, there isn't much I can say to ease their pain, but I offer a listening ear and all the time they need while I pray for them.

The work I do online is mixed between heartache when I read about another suicide or veteran on the brink, yet I am fed when I read stories about how far we've come in taking care of our veterans or stories about other people stepping up to help. I go to bed each night, praying and saying Thank You to God for the blessing I do have even as I pray for help with what I need, and I wake up with prayers sitting quietly as the day begins. I grieve. I rejoice. I beg. I rejoice. I cry and feel hopeless thinking about how much I mess up my life and then I rejoice knowing God can fix even people like me.

On this I am reassured simply by what He managed to do with the people we call heroes of the Bible. Each one of them messed up. They all made mistakes. They were all simple humans but no matter how much they messed up, God had not given up on them and the world was better off for them having lived.

Yet even with what I know, what I believe or how strong my faith is, there are times when I want to just go home to God unable to carry this burden and times when I regret I asked Him to use me. Times when it feels as if the entire world has turned against me so I would be better off not getting out of bed. I see how mean people can be, how selfish and uncaring, but the next moment I see how unselfishly they reach out to offer comfort to someone else and then, then I know I want to be counted among the caring and belong right where I am.

One of them is another Chaplain in the Brevard County Chaplains' group I belong to. Papa Roy sends out daily reminders of faith to offer support to other Chaplains. Today it was a message too beautiful to not share. He sends them everyday no matter what is going on in his life or what pain he has. He lets nothing stop him from getting up way too early to share the love of God.



Good morning, thank Him for your blessings!
Do you want a stronger, spiritual life?

The more ministry involves working with people, the more we need quiet time with God. In the previous verses in Mark 1, Jesus has been highly involved in people-intensive ministry as he teaches, preaches, heals, and casts out demons. This is exhausting work. Yet there is always more work with people than any one of us can complete. There will always be another need, broken heart, hurting soul, and desperate problem. For us to continue to minister, we desperately need to get alone and be with God to renew our relationship, to restore our soul, and to rekindle our passion in the presence of God. (Phil Ware)

Now in the morning, having risen a long while before daylight, He went out and departed to a solitary place; and there He prayed. (Mark 1:35)

Our response to the normal, ordinary demands of life and the power to cope with those demands must come from our reliance upon Him at work within us. This is the secret: All power to live the Christian life comes not from us, doing our dead-level best to serve God, but from Him, granted to us moment by moment as the demand is made upon us. Power is given to those who follow, who obey. The Father is at work in the Son; the Son is at work in us. As we learn this, then we are given power to meet the demands and the needs that are waiting for us in the ministry yet to come. (Ray Stedman)

Thank You, Father, that the same power is available to me today, making me ready so be your instrument in any and every situation in which demand is laid upon me.

Depending on His grace.

Papa Roy

July 14, 2010

In God we trust


We are not supposed to be prefect. We are simple humans, complicated by living.


Our identification is not what we are paid but what we make different. Our lives are not perfect but we put our faith in Perfect Love. We do not rejoice always but rejoice we have God to turn to when people let us down. We do not judge others as evil but understand what it is like to also do things we are not proud of. We look at the possibilities in others just as much as we look at how far we've come from the days when we lived for ourselves.


Chaplain Kathie
PTSD Consultant
Senior IFOC Chaplain
DAV Chapter 16 Auxiliary Chaplain

Monday, February 9, 2009

One hand in time of need works for AA, why not the DOD and the VA?

One hand in time of need works for AA, why not the DOD and the VA?

by
Chaplain Kathie

Being a Chaplain, especially an online Chaplain, can be very lonely as well as draining. I've cut back on the hours I do online from 16 back down to about 10. I couldn't keep up with the grueling pace anymore. As it is, I am a Chaplain 24/7. I never know where I'll be lead or who I will come into contact with that needs so spiritual help. It happens at the VA Clinic in Orlando. It happens in grocery stores, amusement parks and on the street when there is a car accident. It also happens in restaurants.

The other day, we took a tour of the Kennedy Space Center. (I posted about this with pictures) and we stopped for lunch at a sports bar on Merritt Island. They had just reopened that morning and they were having a rough time getting things to work right. The manager was making rounds going from table to table checking to make sure we were all happy. I could see he wasn't. I offered to say a prayer for him, the staff and the restaurant as well as the customers. He called over a few waitresses and the waitress we had for our table thought she had done something wrong because I had taken off my sweat shirt revealing my black Chaplain shirt with the official logo that looks like a sheriff's badge. I assured her that I was a Chaplain and not an officer. Most people spot the badge and not the word Chaplain right underneath. We joined hands as I prayed and a look of relief immediately came to the managers face.

The group of Chaplains I'm with in Brevard County call it the ministry of presence. Somehow just showing up in the middle of turmoil offers calmness. Often we don't have to say much of anything. Just being there to listen helps tremendously. This happens when I'm online and get emails from people that need to just be listened to.

It gets very hard when your life is falling apart. You wonder if anyone can hear you. If they cannot hear you, they cannot help you and hope fades, faith is tested to the breaking point and doubt takes over. We could be balling our eyes out in the middle of a crowded room, but if no one approaches us, we feel as if we are invisible to everyone as well as God. When things seem to be getting worse, no matter how hard or how much we pray, we wonder if God can see us, hear us, or we have been forgotten by Him as well. My own faith is tested and tried on a daily basis with my own personal problems. Mostly they are financial ones. It gets extremely hard to do what I do without financial support. I end up asking God why it is that I'm expected to help others if no help comes for us. Days on end with no help at all are like torture. Then a day comes when someone offers to help and I'm stunned. I know that God does in fact hear my pleas for help.

Often in the dark days of waiting for help, one of the Chaplains in my group sends out one of his daily devotionals and it hits me hard. Papa Roy did it again today.



Good morning Friends,

You can be

You can be fruitless and dying, or you can be fruitful and powerful. A lot of doubt comes into play when we are not walking close to God, when we are playing around with sin. James tells us, James 1:6-8 ...Ask in faith without any doubting, for the one who doubts is like the surf of the sea driven and tossed by the wind. For let not that man expect that he will receive anything from the Lord, being a double-minded man, unstable in all his ways. If your life is fruitless, your prayers also are powerless. On the other side of that coin, if you are walking mightily and fruitfully with God, then your prayers will be in accordance with His will. You will find that as your prayers are directed towards His will, they will always be granted to you. (Ron Daniels)

Mark 11:23 For assuredly, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Be removed and be cast into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that those things he says will be done, he will have whatever he says.

You may wonder why you should say what God says in the Bible about you. First, God is looking for faith, and second, it is the Word planted in your life that will make you free. Speaking God's Word is a way of planting it in you. Yes, it can take faith to say what the Bible says about you. Especially when you don't feel like it and the circumstances don't agree, either. But we have to choose: will we rely on our feelings, or God's Word? Do we trust the circumstances more than God's Word?

Pray for our nation

Loving Lord, You call us into families and You often use our families to accomplish Your will in our lives—to instruct and nurture children, to care for our elderly and to give us glorious glimpses of Your great love for us. We praise and bless You for this marvelous plan, and for the joy and pleasure our families give us.

In God we trust: O LORD, save us; O LORD, grant us success.

Papa Roy


We talk a lot about the fact so many of our troops and veterans are suffering with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, the wound of the warriors, because their need is so great. They are suffering from the same emotional turmoil we all do but their burden in added to by the simple fact they are serving others and suffering on top of it. If we, in our lives suffer while thinking of ourselves, think of how much it hurts when they have set themselves aside for the sake of others and suffer for doing so. They suffer for forfeiting their own needs and wants because they know they are needed by others. They wonder where their help is, where their heroes are, as they see hope slip away wondering why no help comes for them.

As you read about the suffering they go thru, the numbers are stunning but they don't see the vast flood of wounded. They see only themselves suffering in tremendous pain wondering why no one can see them. It is not until they begin to talk to others going thru the same trials and turmoil they see they are not alone. But what about between now and then? Who is there for them? Who is fighting for them and taking their burden upon their own shoulders for their sake? Do they get a Papa Roy sending out daily reminders of God's love for them when they need it the most? Do they get a phone call from someone in the DOD or the VA wanting to find out how they are, if they are doing ok or if they need anything? Is that too much to ask?

When people join Alcoholics Anonymous, they are put into contact with someone they can call when they need to talk or need support as well as someone that will call them to check on them. The troops and the veterans are not provided with anyone. In a perfect world, they have friends to care and watch over them but too often these friends have no idea what to say or do finding it virtually impossible to know the depth of the pain their friend is in. It's not that they don't want to understand. It's a matter of if they have not been in their place, they simply cannot grasp the complexity of the wound. How can a PTSD veteran gain strength from a clueless, although well meaning friend? They can't. They need someone to understand them and know what that kind of pain actually feels like.

Support groups are wonderful but too often they will go but feel unable to connect to a bunch of strangers. It takes the comfort of a person for many instead of a group so they don't feel lost in a crowd of other people suffering especially when they have it within them in their core to help others. They are then left with wanting to know "who is helping me" because instead of receiving they are yet again the one giving. They end up wondering if anyone can see them, see their pain and focus on them for a change. If God loves them then why doesn't God send someone to help them? If the government respects and appreciates their service, then why do they suffer without help? How can they trust anyone when no one can hear them?

They are not just suffering with the weight of the world on their shoulders, they suffer with claims denied and financial burdens they can do nothing about but somehow find the strength to keep fighting to have their claim honored and their wounds taken care of. They see their family under the financial strain begin to doubt them as they themselves lose hope of better days and prayers answered. Help does not come and hope does not come soon enough for too many. They cannot hold themselves up any longer and they take their own life. Why? Why when so many others have been thru the valley of despair could have comforted them do they feel so totally alone?

I know a lot of support groups out there and they are doing wondrous things but they do not offer one on one help the way AA does. This is what I want to see. I want to see a Papa Roy for every wounded service man and woman needing it. Is that too much to ask for them? You'd think that if the Army can get in contact with every soldier they want to deploy, they could do the same with every soldier they want to help. If the National Guards can mobilize individuals in emergencies and for deployments, they can do the same to help mobilize one person for the sake of another when they have an emergency or need help in a crisis. Is that too much to ask? What would it take to do this? It would only take the time to do it and the desire to do it for their sake.

If I, having tremendous faith in God and His ability, find myself so invisible in the darkest days of need, how can anyone expect them to endure if their own faith is weak and no one comes to help them? Believe me I struggle to hang onto hope and a reason to do what I feel I've been called to do more often than the rain comes into Central Florida. I need to be reminded that God does in fact know I'm still here and trying my best to do what is expected of me. Think of how they feel when no one comes to help them. If we offer one hand in their time of need, we not only help them heal, we help them to find a reason to live and we help their family find hope once more. Just think of that. Saving a warrior's life and his family at the same time you do what God said to do in the Ten Commandments when He said to love they neighbor as thyself. Time to move some mountains!