May I share something with you today? The last week has been hectic to say the least for me. I’ll not bore you with details just know it has been some kinda way. One that I do not care for but, have to go through it anyway. Have you ever heard that old saying that the painters house always needs painting, the plumbers house needs plumbing? You get the jest of it right? All my life I have been the go to person by many, even strangers. It took me years to get it.
I have shared the story about how I use to say God, when I go to the store today please do not have those weirdos come up to me with their problems, I don’t know these people why me? I said that one million times maybe more in my life until God just said ok and showed me why!
God allowed me to see that I was a natural nurturer that was the reason why my friends would call on me for that pep talk, or to help them see things were going to be ok. Friends family and yes strangers would come up to me and tell me their problems, it was odd but, I always listened and offered what came from my heart.
Example: Years ago there were 12 of us riding Harley’s and we stopped at a Hooters for wings. They sat us on the patio with me on the very end farthest away from the waitress. She came and took our drink orders and I told Mr Shabby to tell her what I wanted the noise was so loud and I was at the end as I said. She brought our drinks and got our orders never coming to my end of the table just letting someone tell her for me.
A few minutes later she comes back walks past the crowded table weaving in and out of folks and came right to me. She bent down and said Ma’am you don’t know me but, I just got a text my ex is in the parking lot and he says he is going to shoot her. I was like oh NOW she comes to me. Not really I thought ok Debbie, keep it together I said place your cell on the table in front of me act like your taking my order again. While she did this I said what is his name, what is he driving, where is he parked. She gave me all the info. I told her walk away leave your cell.
Everyone was talking and only Mr Shabby was looking and I gave him the look, you know that don’t move don’t ask don’t say anything look, I guess. I called 911 and said I don’t know if you can hear me BUT, and told them everything. In less than 2 minutes we were surrounded by Police and they got him and came in to question her me and read the text he had sent her minutes before.
Now, I had a reason for share this, after it was all over I asked her why me? Why get so close to the parking lot like that and weave through folks? Why not just get someone inside or closer to you. She said and I quote ” I do not know but something in me just knew to come to you” I said ok. I remember my friends at the table after it was all over saying “ONLY YOU” it is things like that out of the ordinary that have happened to me all my life. But, the last few weeks I’ve been in a place where I can respond in heart to others but not to myself. Maybe my post have even been off I don’t know. It’s time like this I have to hide in God and myself to get to the root of what it is that’s eating at me. I’ll get there with God’s help. Not sure why I felt compelled to share this today, but I did. Life has ways of just showing us things and we don’t always know they why’s to it all.
Heck many times I don’t even know which end is up, you know what I mean. All I do know is that there is a purpose for my life and if it means not always being able to help me right away, but help others so be it. God has His reasons and we have to trust that.
The moral to my story is this, God gave me a gift of feeling others pain, empathy yes, empathy for them and wanting to help in any way that I could, I see that now and have for several years when He showed me. Before that I thought I had a sign on my head that said tell me all your troubles!
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PS, we talked on the phone when you were first diagnosed with the Mota….something disease. Sorry I don’t know how to spell it. I’m in NC. I too suffer from PTSD. I think people who care to much and are open usually are the ones that get hurt. God gave us both the calling of being a friend. One of my girlfriends laughs and says I’m the only one she knows that can make a new friend in a checkout line. Lol
Debbie, I remember you and our long chat my friend. We were both feeling some kinda way then and had a lot on our plates. Things here despite what they may seems from Mr Shabby’s story are so much better. I have grown in so many ways through putting my Faith in God. He has shown me that when things do not go as I want, He has a better plan and you know, my Faith in Him has grown and I believe that 100% whereas once upon a time I didn’t get that at all. I hope things have improved for you since our chat several years ago. And you are still enjoying that beautiful home that that you and your husband built if memory serves me correctly. That God found a way for your hearts desires to come to pass.
Have a wonderful weekend, Debbie. I look forward to our next chat!
Debbie, God says there are angels among us. You would never call yourself that because you can’t see it. So many can. God’s Love shines thru you! I love you. Debbie Allen
Hi Debbie, you may be suffering from post traumatic stress disorder given all the stressful things that you’ve walked through with Mr Shabby and the health issues you have had to face. Im not a therapist but I am helping my 23 year old daughter through PTSD she too has had some major traumas in her life and had a breakdown… I read about Mr Shabbys breakdown God bless him. Because you are a sensor and feeler your empathy for others can mean you carry their burdens… look into recovering from PTSD blessings to you , you are a beautiful human being.
I have been diagnosed with PTSD a few years ago. No breakdown but, hey we never know. It is hard and the things I am facing now me and God have been trying to say the least. One day at a time!
Thank you, and God bless your daughter and you for loving her as a Mother should.
Debbie, thank you for your post. It truly hit home. I too feel at times that I have a sign on my for grad that reads, “tell me your sorrows”. Lol. I have been learning to listen a bit more and things have been very interesting to say the least. I do have to learn to not offer help or advice when not asked, that is my struggle at this time. 😊. God bless you! Continue to be who you are and shine!! 😊
Looks like this is the only place that I can comment. No options on Facebook. It’s ok, this seems to be more private anyway. Love your inspiration Debbie! God bless!
Thank you Debbie for having a heart for people! I know where you are because it’s happened to me several times too, and I’m like, Really? I’ve got to be one of the most screwed up people in the world, and God chooses me? But, according to the Bible, there were many “not-so-perfect people” used to send out God’s message! Keep doing what you’re doing…..you’re changing lives! God bless!
Krista
And that my friend is why you are on social media! It’s your vehicle to be vulnerable and use your gifting. NEVER STOP, DEBBIE!
So grateful that I found you on here, years ago. XO
Great story Debbie …you have a precious gift and you helped that girl like that ..WOW she could have died that day …but your gift saved her …I have always loved your page ..I love the pictures ..and your post …God bless you …and lots of love ❤💛❤
Loved reading your story. Thankful God had people like you to encourage and help people. It is so needed. I used to reach out and encourage others, they didn’t come to me but I sensed when they needed it and would send/place cards where they could see them. You challenged me to start again. Life got really really hard and I stopped but we can’t stop. Thank you for sharing. Needed it this morning.
Debbie I think my brother was hitting on you and he told you all that crap knowing you would tell me and hoping we would call him out and he could show his bad azz side again but like I told you they are nobody to us and it was embarrassing to have to tell you all that about them but you listen and I appreciate you listening to the truth, I never in a mill expected to get that kind of phone call from you, you are the chosen my friend,! We still moving on.
Debbie being an empath is a gift and so needed in our world. The downside is you feel for others so deeply and it can drain your battery to the point you have nothing left to care for yourself. It’s like the ‘talk’ on the airplane before take off, “put the oxygen mask on yourself first and then help others”. Practicing self care is so essential for you, alone time, time with God, time with a good book or a beautiful sunset… I have followed you for so long and always appreciate the vulnerability you show by allowing us these glimpses into your life. I can’t tell you how many times, reading your posts, I have thought, “I am not alone. Debbie feels the same way or has experienced a similar thing.” To see you navigate sad or troubling waters inspires me to dig deep and find the inner strength to do the same thing and find the lessons in the experience. God bless you always, Kim
your store was great and know what you mean I have always been a caregiver if I ever saw some one that needed help I would do it I had to take care of my many of my relatives when they had people that should but it always ended up on me and as you I never could figure out why me but God showed me at sometime in your life every one needs someone and that was me so for as long as I can remember I have been taking care of people.Its a hard and lonely job at many times but what I have seen and been through have helped me in so many ways most of all there is always someone worse of than you!
PS, we talked on the phone when you were first diagnosed with the Mota….something disease. Sorry I don’t know how to spell it. I’m in NC. I too suffer from PTSD. I think people who care to much and are open usually are the ones that get hurt. God gave us both the calling of being a friend. One of my girlfriends laughs and says I’m the only one she knows that can make a new friend in a checkout line. Lol
Debbie, I remember you and our long chat my friend. We were both feeling some kinda way then and had a lot on our plates. Things here despite what they may seems from Mr Shabby’s story are so much better. I have grown in so many ways through putting my Faith in God. He has shown me that when things do not go as I want, He has a better plan and you know, my Faith in Him has grown and I believe that 100% whereas once upon a time I didn’t get that at all. I hope things have improved for you since our chat several years ago. And you are still enjoying that beautiful home that that you and your husband built if memory serves me correctly. That God found a way for your hearts desires to come to pass.
Have a wonderful weekend, Debbie. I look forward to our next chat!
Debbie, God says there are angels among us. You would never call yourself that because you can’t see it. So many can. God’s Love shines thru you! I love you. Debbie Allen
It’s wonderful that god put you there to help her. God bless you Debbie and I continue to pray for you every day
Susan, I want you to know that I thank you for your prayers. We appreciate them from the bottom of our hearts.
Hi Debbie, you may be suffering from post traumatic stress disorder given all the stressful things that you’ve walked through with Mr Shabby and the health issues you have had to face. Im not a therapist but I am helping my 23 year old daughter through PTSD she too has had some major traumas in her life and had a breakdown… I read about Mr Shabbys breakdown God bless him. Because you are a sensor and feeler your empathy for others can mean you carry their burdens… look into recovering from PTSD blessings to you , you are a beautiful human being.
I have been diagnosed with PTSD a few years ago. No breakdown but, hey we never know. It is hard and the things I am facing now me and God have been trying to say the least. One day at a time!
Thank you, and God bless your daughter and you for loving her as a Mother should.
Love,
Debbie
Debbie, thank you for your post. It truly hit home. I too feel at times that I have a sign on my for grad that reads, “tell me your sorrows”. Lol. I have been learning to listen a bit more and things have been very interesting to say the least. I do have to learn to not offer help or advice when not asked, that is my struggle at this time. 😊. God bless you! Continue to be who you are and shine!! 😊
Mary, (((hugs))) back at you and thank you.
Love,
Debbie
Looks like this is the only place that I can comment. No options on Facebook. It’s ok, this seems to be more private anyway. Love your inspiration Debbie! God bless!
Thank you, Chris, love to read all the comments here on the blog. It is much more personal I love this place..
Thank you Debbie for having a heart for people! I know where you are because it’s happened to me several times too, and I’m like, Really? I’ve got to be one of the most screwed up people in the world, and God chooses me? But, according to the Bible, there were many “not-so-perfect people” used to send out God’s message! Keep doing what you’re doing…..you’re changing lives! God bless!
Krista
Krista, thank you for sharing your thoughts, sisters in Love and Christ.
Love,
Debbie
And that my friend is why you are on social media! It’s your vehicle to be vulnerable and use your gifting. NEVER STOP, DEBBIE!
So grateful that I found you on here, years ago. XO
Marilyn, believe it or not I know your name well. It has been quite sometime for us.
God Bless,
Debbie
Great story Debbie …you have a precious gift and you helped that girl like that ..WOW she could have died that day …but your gift saved her …I have always loved your page ..I love the pictures ..and your post …God bless you …and lots of love ❤💛❤
I think I did what anyone would do call for help ASAP. Thank you, Debbie
Loved reading your story. Thankful God had people like you to encourage and help people. It is so needed. I used to reach out and encourage others, they didn’t come to me but I sensed when they needed it and would send/place cards where they could see them. You challenged me to start again. Life got really really hard and I stopped but we can’t stop. Thank you for sharing. Needed it this morning.
Great story too, thank you for sharing and for caring about others as well.
Love,
Debbie
Amazing wisdom that you had the idea for her to put her cellphone in front of you and to contact police in such a quick time!
I look back today and think wow!
Good uplifting story….you were at the right place at the right place time…God placed your there….thanks for sharing. <3
Janyce 🙂
Made some oops…”at the right place…at the right time…and you instead of your…sorry I do that too often…gotta remember to proof read.
That’s fine I am the worlds worst.
Debbie I think my brother was hitting on you and he told you all that crap knowing you would tell me and hoping we would call him out and he could show his bad azz side again but like I told you they are nobody to us and it was embarrassing to have to tell you all that about them but you listen and I appreciate you listening to the truth, I never in a mill expected to get that kind of phone call from you, you are the chosen my friend,! We still moving on.
Debby, I think it shocked us both and I am so glad we go it out and you are right we are moving forward. Shame on HIM!
Debbie being an empath is a gift and so needed in our world. The downside is you feel for others so deeply and it can drain your battery to the point you have nothing left to care for yourself. It’s like the ‘talk’ on the airplane before take off, “put the oxygen mask on yourself first and then help others”. Practicing self care is so essential for you, alone time, time with God, time with a good book or a beautiful sunset… I have followed you for so long and always appreciate the vulnerability you show by allowing us these glimpses into your life. I can’t tell you how many times, reading your posts, I have thought, “I am not alone. Debbie feels the same way or has experienced a similar thing.” To see you navigate sad or troubling waters inspires me to dig deep and find the inner strength to do the same thing and find the lessons in the experience. God bless you always, Kim
Kim, I didn’t mean to sound troubled just trying to apply that same concept of love back to myself. It is a process I’ll get there.
Love,
Debbie
What a blessing you were chosen to be there to help. God put you in the right spot where you could do good. Thankful everything turned out ok.
Yes, He did, He always does, Sheila.
your store was great and know what you mean I have always been a caregiver if I ever saw some one that needed help I would do it I had to take care of my many of my relatives when they had people that should but it always ended up on me and as you I never could figure out why me but God showed me at sometime in your life every one needs someone and that was me so for as long as I can remember I have been taking care of people.Its a hard and lonely job at many times but what I have seen and been through have helped me in so many ways most of all there is always someone worse of than you!
Thank you, Joey 🙂