Category Archives: Life Coaching

Bubbles and Trouble

May turns to June and we find ourselves embracing summer vacations,

swimming, picnics, watermelon and so much more.

As I reflect upon summer’s past, especially when my daughters were young,

so many memories come to mind.

And one of my favorite is the time we’d spend

simply blowing bubbles.

You know, those big, big bubbles that would glisten

purples, pinks and yellows

in the sunlight.

We’d watch them dance heavenward until puff-

they’d burst and be only a memory.

Alot like worries.

We worry and fret

thinking about this thing or that,

dreading one thing or another

but when it finally comes

only rarely is it a big problem.

No, the problem is in the anxiety connected with it. It can make you sick.

But just suppose you could learn to pop your worry bubbles

and begin to live free.

Free from anxiety.

Free from fear about today, tomorrow and everything else.

We were created to live in love.

to embrace faith, think faith, breathe faith and live free.

But all too often thought patterns develop, fear patterns are created.

and instead of living free

we live in bondage

to fear.

Horrible, suffocating, trapping —fear.

But, we were created for

Life,

Freedom

Growth,

Love

and there’s simply no way that we can do that

as long as we are trapped in cycles of anxiety.

But the fear cycle can be stopped

the chains can be broken

and we can begin to live fully.

Maybe you have tried to stop worrying in the past

without success.

Many people have had success, though, working with a coach –

one with whom they are accountable,

one who will help them meet their goals,

one who is familiar with the tools and techniques needed to burst those fear bubbles.

 

He said “Peace I leave with you; My peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives.

Do not let your hearts be troubled and

DO NOT BE AFRAID. John 14:27 NIV

 

Powerful words. Words of hope and freedom.

Interested in talking more about how you can break the chains of fear in your life?

Contact me at

sharonbranicoaching.com

[email protected]

 

credit – NoelleBraniPhotography.

 

Just Imagining

I remember the first time I heard the song I Can Only Imagine years ago.

Actually 1999.

It moved me to tears thinking of what I would see in heaven. One day.

Being with the Lord.

Walking by His side.

Forever in His Glory.

Joy filled my heart just trying to imagine it.

Then in 2009 my beloved mom went home to be with the Lord and at her request

I Can Only Imagine was played at her funeral.

Tears.  Thinking of her walking those streets with the Lord.

Surrounded by His Glory.

Hope filled my heart as I thought of being with my mom again

and together being with the Lord. One day.

The song brought comfort to my aching heart.

Recently I saw the movie I Can Only Imagine and was moved to tears

as the story of redemption and forgiveness and hope unfolded.

Have you seen it?

This story that touched me deeply. I wept through the whole movie.

My heart feeling the pain of the son who was emotionally and physically abused. Overflowing with emotion for his father who inspired him to write the song.

Remembering….

Reflecting……

Simply hurting.

What a powerful reminder that forgiveness heals.

Forgiveness restores.

And forgiveness is possible.

How about you?

Do you struggle as you remember a loved one who is no longer here?

Daily dealing with grief and loss?

Daily feeling the emptiness of life without them?

And how about forgiveness—

Do you or someone you know need that story, that clear reminder that forgiveness

changes lives…even if that person is long since gone.

Breathe in the hope of forgiveness and grace.

Let it seep into those aching places of your soul and begin a work of healing.

Yes, it’s a song and a movie worth experiencing.

Let me know if you’ve seen it and how it was for you.

And together let’s imagine what it will be like…

one day.

 

 

The Sweetest Christmas Story- part 7

As shared in my previous blog I knew that if nothing went wrong

I would soon be walking out of the orphanage with my sweet daughter.

But first there was the court date.

It loomed in its seriousness and I wondered what would be involved.

All  I knew was that I must appear alone before the judge.

The judge had the power to block the adoption.

It kept me on pins and needles whenever I thought about it.

Each day I would go to the orphanage and spend time with Jenny.

Sipping tea. Playing games. Talking. Beginning to build a bond.

She was very shy and kept an understandable distance.

But one day I was notified that this was the court date.

Gulp.

Not knowing what to expect particularly in a foreign country

caused me apprehension.

But  I tried to calm myself and  reasoned

if God had brought me this far

He would most certainly prepare the rest of the way.

He is faithful I reminded myself over and over.

I rode to the courthouse and waited awhile to be summoned.

When the summons finally came I pushed open  the door,

walked down a few steps

and took a seat in a medium sized room.

A number of people were seated all around the room. Everything was spoken in Russian.

Suddenly I heard my name.

My eyes were fixed on  the female judge up front.

I was told to stand so I rose to my feet.

All eyes focused on me.

Today, many years later, the details have all faded but one.

As I stood there nervously longing to just to get this over with

suddenly the judge looked at me and asked in clear, unbroken English,

“What will you do if you meet a man who wants to marry you

but he doesn’t want this child?”

Immediately I responded.

Everything in my heart cried out silently,

“She’s mine to love and to care for.”

But  very calmly and clearly I answered.

“If any man were to come into my life

and wanted to marry me

but did not want my child

I would say no.

I would not marry him.”

That was it.  A conscious decision made earlier and now verbalized.

My child- both of my children would take priority.

The judge looked at me and smiled a huge smile that stretched from ear to ear

and others nodded approval.

I knew I had been approved.

The adoption had made it through the court procedure.

That was the final big hoop to jump through.

Joy filled my heart as I walked – practically danced – out of the courtroom that day

and prepared to return to Moscow with my little girl.

Reflecting back at the moment so many years ago I am so glad that that question was asked.

Once more I saw that they cared not only for the children but also that that they

wanted them to be  adopted into stable families that would love them forever.

The sweetness of that moment blesses me today many years later.

How wise to make conscious choices before a situation even arises.

Choices to stand firm,

To follow the Lord,

To put His Will first no matter what.

To keep the commitments we have made.

Well, I’ve been privileged to mother my two daughters for many years now.

I could not have done it without the Lord’s enabling.

The One Who led me

continues to provide for all of our needs one day at a time.

It has not always been easy.

No, but the Lord has blessed us with many, many sweet moments

where His love shines through

reminding us that His commitment, too, is for always.