After All These Years, Why is “Modern Medicine” Still Bleeding its Patients?

22073517_mThere was a time when the best medicine had to offer was a good bloodletting. From ancient times up to the nineteenth century, blood and other bodily fluids were regarded as “humors” that had to remain in proper balance to maintain health. In medieval Europe, bloodletting became the standard treatment for everything from epilepsy and gout to the plague. It is said that our first president, George Washington, owed his premature demise in part to excessive blood loss from bloodletting.

Today bloodletting remains a conventional therapy for a very small number of conditions such as hemochromatosis, a genetic disorder that causes a toxic accumulation of iron in the body. In this case, bloodletting is the best way to lower the serum iron load. Having been largely rejected as an archaic procedure, bloodletting is once again receiving attention thanks to a 2012 study published in the journal BMC Medicine which suggested that bloodletting might offer cardiovascular benefits to obese people with metabolic syndrome.

Such legitimate benefits notwithstanding, one can only wonder how many people have suffered or died needlessly over the centuries due to the ignorance and arrogance of entrenched medical dogma, especially when taken to extremes. While the advancement of medical knowledge and technology have reduced needless suffering and death for some, the historic marriage of the medical establishment to corporate interests forever changed the face and focus of medicine, exposing all of us to “bleeding” of a different kind.

Its All About Profit

Why is it that drugs so often go about their work in such a clumsy way? Even though most drugs are engineered to target a very precise outcome and mask specific symptoms, the universal laws of cause and effect almost always lead to unintended side effects. These side effects, which become known during the discovery phase of researching a new drug, can be devastating. However, they are sometimes nullified, engulfed in a mountain of “data” and overlooked as an “acceptable risk” when assessing the overall profit potential of a drug.

Obviously not all drugs are bad, and some are even miraculous, but some (such as statins, anti-resorption drugs, proton pump inhibitors and flu vaccines) will go down in history as infinitely more barbaric than bloodletting or any other crude form of medicine. This tragic retrospective judgement of such draconic drugs will be multiplied by the vast numbers of innocent people who suffered from taking them and the obscene profits that were generated through their suffering.

A Road To Hope

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"Before they call, I will answer." (Isaiah 65:24)

African baby This is  a story written by a doctor who worked in Africa:  

One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died, leaving us with a tiny, premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter.  We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive; as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator).  We  also had no special feeding facilities.

Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts.  One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.

Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes so easily in tropical  climates).

"And it is our last hot water bottle!’ she exclaimed.  As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central  Africa  it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles.   They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.

"All right,” I said, "put the baby as near the fire as you safely  can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free  from drafts.  Your job is to keep the baby warm."

The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me.  I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle,  and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills.  I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.

During  prayer time, one ten year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. ‘Please, God’ she prayed, ‘Send us a hot water bottle today. It’ll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.’

While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, "And while you are about it, would you please send a dolly for the little girl so she’ll know you really love her?"

As often with children’s prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I  honestly say "Amen!"?  I just did not believe that God could do this.

Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything; the Bible says so.  But there are limits, aren’t there?  The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from the homeland.  I had been in Africa for al-most four years at that time, and I had never-ever received a parcel from home.

Anyway,  if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle?  I lived on the equator!

Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses’ training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.  By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there on the verandah was a large 22-pound parcel.  I felt tears pricking my eyes.  I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children…

Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot.  We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly.  Excitement was mounting.   Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly-colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out.  Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored.  Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas — that would make a batch of buns for the weekend.

Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the…..could it really  be?

I grasped it and pulled it out.  Yes, a brand new, rubber hot water bottle.  I cried.

I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could.

Ruth  was in the front row of the children.  She rushed forward, crying  out, "If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!"

Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully-dressed dolly.  Her eyes shone!  She had never doubted!

Looking  up at me, she asked, ‘Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she’ll know that Jesus really loves her?’

"Of course," I replied!

That parcel had been on the way for five whole months, packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God’s prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the  equator.

And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child — five  months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a  ten-year-old to bring it "that afternoon."

"Before they call, I will answer." (Isaiah 65:24)

When you receive this, say the prayer.  That’s all I ask.  No strings attached.  Just send it on to whomever you want —  but do send it on.

Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.  There is no cost, but a lot of rewards.  Let’s continue praying for one another.

This  awesome prayer takes less than a minute.

"Heavenly Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this. I ask you to minister to their spirit.  Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy.  Where there is self-doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them.  Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask you to give them understanding, guidance, and  strength.  Where there is fear, reveal your love and release to them your courage.  Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them.  I ask you to do these things in Jesus’ name.  Amen!"

What to Eat?

EAE I am often asked which diet is best to promote good health and longevity.  Sounds like a simple enough question doesn’t it?  If so, why is it that you get so many different answers to that question depending on which “expert” you ask? The short answer is “It depends”.  Not much help, eh? Indeed.

That is to say there are a number of factors which determine what an optimum diet looks like for an individual, from metabolic type and other genetic influences to lifestyle and cultural factors, to food quality and availability. Also adding to the confusion is the multitude of voices out there vying for our attention to hawk their thinly veiled, hastily packaged self seeking agendas (i.e. – diet fad of the month).

Further complicating things is the fact that in some cases, what once was truth may no longer be valid due to the cumulative corrupting influence of mankind’s lust for power and money (i.e. – infiltration of the natural foods industry by Big Pharma/Ag/Chem Industries).  This is the most dangerous of all the factors mentioned, as what our society now accepts as normal (genetically modified, prepackaged frankenfoods, artificial sweeteners, chemical and bioweapons, etc.) has only recently been unleashed upon mankind in the last generation.

So where do we turn for truth in these last days?  Why to God’s word of course! For “all scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness so that the man of God may be adequate, equipped for every good work.” (2 Tim 3:16-17)

The apostle Paul could scarcely imagine the predicament our generation would find themselves facing when he penned the following admonition from God’s mouth: “Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship. And do not be conformed to the patterns of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect.” (Romans 12:1-2)

God’s word has a lot to say about the subject of diet. But how does one put all of its dietary wisdom into proper context with today’s world circumstances? Who among us has the knowledge to combine scriptural truths with a thorough understanding of human physiology and nutrition? In my opinion, Sylvia Zook PhD does, and she has lovingly and thoughtfully captured that knowledge in her wonderful book Eatin After Eden.

I enthusiastically recommend her book as required reading for anyone who wants to better understand the relationship between their diet, their health and how scripture applies to both. May God continue to protect and richly bless Dr. Zook in her ministry efforts.  She is truly a modern day “voice in the wilderness”.

A Life Lesson From a Mallard Couple

Mallards I was having a particularly stressful day recently, and a dear friend suggested that I get away for an hour or so and take a walk in the park. He knew that I walk nearly every day several times around my neighborhood, but on that day, he insisted that the Lord had something to say to me there. Being aware that trail walking burns up to 80% more calories than walking on a flat surface, I had already been thinking about checking out what the park had to offer, so I put on my running shoes and made my way over to the park to explore some of the many winding, heavily wooded trails that surround a large lake.

Much to my delight, the trails were both challenging and beautiful, meandering through stately water oaks and thick stands of Georgia pines. Occasionally the path would lead right along the edge of the water. I stopped for a moment at one such small clearing to take in the beauty of the lake, and I noticed a beautiful pair of Mallard ducks milling around in the shallows among the lily pads.  They were a busy couple, but I noticed the light brown hen always stayed close behind her colorful mate.

I pressed on down the path and was greeted by the familiar couple again each time I came to another clearing. As I made my way around the lake, I was amazed at how much water the ducks covered despite never taking to the air. I studied them intently for a few minutes, and noted how much they seemed to enjoy their journey, feeding on algae and small fish while effortlessly gliding through the water.

I wondered why the ducks, having the ability to quickly fly the length of the lake, chose instead to swim. Suddenly it occurred to me that while for ducks there is a time to fly, one must but stay in the water and put forth a consistent effort in order to harvest the abundance around you.  We humans can sometimes become discouraged when our plans don’t take flight on our schedule, when we should be content to glean the harvest at hand.  Perhaps the ducks, having no pressure to perform, are content just being who they are and doing what they do.

Thank you Lord for giving us the gift of an eternal perspective.  Help us to not keep score by earthly standards, and keep us ever mindful of You in the midst of all you have called us to.

Walk Your Way to Health!

bigstock-Walk-Park-6203045 "Walking is man’s best medicine." –Hippocrates

Earlier this year, I began a daily walking program in earnest after researching all of the many health benefits that walking offers. I literally walked my way right out of a chronic low back pain episode. However, it is what I have learned through the experience of walking that has been most astounding.

Hidden Benefits of Walking

Pretty much everyone is familiar with the cardiovascular health benefits of walking – lowering cholesterol and triglycerides, blood pressure and sugar levels, and enhancing circulation and lymphatic exchange. Likewise, most people are familiar with the protective health benefits of walking, such as enhanced metabolism and weight loss, increased bone density, reduced risk of breast and colon cancer, diabetes, strokes and heart attacks, and increased longevity.

Lesser known benefits of walking include:

• Enhanced Mental Acuity

• Relief from Stress, Depression and/or Anxiety

• Strengthening of Core/Relief of Low Back Pain

• Improved Balance and Coordination

• Better Sleep

• Increased Sexual Desire and Satisfaction

Scientists have recently found that regular brisk walking can even activate genes involved in promoting fat metabolism, and targeting the all important abdominal fat in particular.

So What Makes Walking So Uniquely Beneficial?

In a word, oxygen. Walking is an aerobic exercise that – when done correctly – simultaneously floods the body tissues with ideal amounts of oxygen and other nutrients while eliminating cellular toxins and wastes through lymphatic stimulation. This “cellular breathing” happens for an extended period of time without creating undue stress on mechanical body parts or cellular energy systems.

Think about it. When is the last time you sat around deep breathing for thirty minutes? If you did, how long would it take for you to feel lightheaded? Walking creates the perfect amount of exertion to use up excess oxygen without overwhelming cellular detoxification potential. Think of walking like stoking the fire in your fireplace. Just like a fire, you are oxidizing fuel – only at a reduced rate. When you bring in more oxygen, you increase the rate of metabolism and burn more fuel, and you do so more efficiently.

The Key to Maximizing Benefits is to Focus on Your Breathing

As a young long distance runner, I learned the importance of rhythmic breathing to maintain adequate oxygen levels and avoid the buildup of lactic acid in the muscles. Marathon runners train for countless miles to enhance their body’s cellular energy potential so they can keep up with the rigorous demands of a long race.

Fortunately, you don’t have to become a marathon runner to maximize all the incredible benefits of walking. Walk at a brisk enough pace to take four steps on the inhale and four steps on the exhale. This will force you to breathe deeply but naturally – in through the nose, out through the mouth. When you climb a steep hill (hopefully your walking course does contain at least two long hills), switch to three steps per breath to compensate for the increased work load. When you top the hill, continue with the faster breathing until you recover (usually a tenth of a mile or so for me) and then resume the four step pace.

This breathing strategy works very well for running too, with a two step breathing pace added for sprinting. Older walkers that walk with a slower gait may need to pace themselves with three steps per breath and switch to two steps on hills.

How Much is Enough?

According to a recent U.S. Surgeon General report on physical activity and health in America, more than half of the U.S. population does not participate regularly in any type of exercise. Most exercise experts recommend thirty minutes of activity per week day. Taking 10,000 steps over the course of a day is roughly equivalent to 30 minutes of moderately vigorous exercise.

A diabetes prevention program for people who are overweight showed that walking 150 minutes a week can reduce the risk of developing diabetes by nearly 60 percent. Women in the Nurse’s Health Study (72,488 female nurses) who walked three hours or more per week reduced their risk of a heart attack or other coronary event by 35% compared with women who did not walk.

Researchers at the Washington University School of Medicine in St. Louis put a group of men and women, ages 60 to 70, on a nine to twelve month exercise program that consisted of walking or jogging. On average, the subjects exercised 45 minutes several times a week. By the end of the study, both the men and the women had lost weight, and primarily from the abdominal area. However, in most studies of overweight people who progressively increased their periods of walking over a year’s time, no weight loss occurred until their walking exceeded 30 minutes a day.

It appears that 30 minutes a day is the minimum that will provide you with all the benefits of walking except weight loss. Every minute added will bring about more weight loss until you eventually reach your ideal body weight. I have targeted a minimum of 45 minutes for my walks, although I will sometimes take off for ten minutes or so just to break up the tension caused by prolonged periods of working at the computer.

Walking Tips

The following tips will help you get the most out of your walking program:

• Get the right gear – Choose shoes with proper arch support, a firm heel and thick flexible soles to cushion your feet and absorb shock. If you walk after dark, wear bright colors or reflective tape for visibility. Don’t use dumbbells; they will only stress your joints. Walking poles look funny but they do add a significant upper body workout and help you climb hills.

• Walk alone or with a committed partner, no distractions, limit talking, focus on your breathing. Breathe in fresh air; breathe out stress, negative thoughts and emotions. Once you master the breathing patterns, focus on prayer and enjoying God’s presence. Just as He walked with Adam and Eve in the garden, He loves to walk with us.

• Choose your course carefully – Walk outdoors if possible for fresh air and Vitamin D. Avoid paths with cracked sidewalks, potholes, low-hanging limbs or uneven turf. Once you build up your strength and stamina, consider trail walking as it increases calories burned by up to 80%.

• Warm up – Walk slowly for first five minutes to warm up your muscles and prepare your body for exercise.

• In Summer, walk early or late to beat the heat. Remember to hydrate. In Winter, cover your ears and hands and wear layers.

• Pay Attention to Posture – Keep your head level as you walk and look straight ahead. Bend your elbows slightly and keep them close to your sides. Swing your arms back and forth as you walk. Let your heel strike the ground first, then roll from the heel to the ball of your foot. This will help you avoid shin splints.

• Stretch – After you cool down, gently stretch your muscles.

Remember, the faster, farther and more frequently you walk, the greater the benefits! Researchers have found a remarkably consistent association between faster walking speed and longer life. So begin your walking program today and claim your happier, leaner, and healthier future!

Will the Battle to Require GMO Labeling Begin and End in California?

Monsanto and other pesticide and biotech giants have invested heavily to thwart proposed California legislation to require mandatory labeling of foods containing genetically modified ingredients. Proposition 37 asserts that we the citizens have the right to know if our food has been genetically engineered.

Predictably, opponents of the bill claim that if passed, it will increase food costs without positively impacting the safety of the food supply. However, the results of a recent two year French study –the first ever conducted to examine the LIFELONG effects of exposure to GMO corn on rats – sent shock waves through the scientific community.

Rather than stopping the study at 90 days as all previous studies had done (curious isn’t it?), the French scientists discovered that beginning at 120 days of exposure, the rats developed massive tumors , organ damage, and progressive illness leading to early death.

Most European countries have already mandated clear labeling of GMO foods, but as usual, corporate interests in the U.S. have so far outpaced the interests of Americans. Ground zero in the battle for your right to choose not to serve your family frankenfoods is in California.

If Prop 37 is accepted and GMO ingredient disclosure is required in California, food companies will face a tough PR challenge by not extending GMO label disclosure to other states. Therefore, a win in California leads to a win for all of us.

If the measure is defeated in California, where else can we hope to do better? The answer is nowhere. We will likely be cursed with hidden GMO’s for the foreseeable future… and based upon the French study results, a scary and tragic future indeed.

What Can You Do?

Make sure that this issue is not buried within your realms of influence… especially if you have any contacts who can vote or influence a vote in California in the upcoming election. To learn more about Prop 37 and how you can support it, click here .

T Bones and Roses

yellow roses

  I walked into the grocery store not particularly interested in buying groceries. I wasn’t hungry. The pain of losing my husband of 57 years was still too raw. And this grocery store held so many sweet memories.

He often came with me and almost every time he’d pretend to go off and look for something special. I knew what he was up to. I’d always spot him walking down the aisle with the three yellow roses in his hands.

He knew I loved yellow roses. With a heart filled with grief, I only wanted to buy my few items and leave, but even grocery shopping was different since he had passed on. Shopping for one took time, a little more thought than it had for two.

Standing by the meat, I searched for the perfect small steak and remembered how he had loved his steak.

Suddenly a woman came up beside me. She was blonde, slim and lovely in a soft green pantsuit. I watched as she picked up a large package of T-bones, dropped them in her basket, hesitated, and then put them back. She turned to go and once again reached for the pack of steaks.

She saw me watching her and she smiled. “My husband loves T-bones, but honestly, at these prices, I don’t know.”

I swallowed the emotion down my throat and met her pale blue eyes.

“My husband passed away eight days ago,” I told her. Glancing at the package in her hands, I fought to control the tremble in my voice. “Buy him the steaks. And cherish every moment you have together.”

She shook her head and I saw the emotion in her eyes as she placed the package in her basket and wheeled away.

I turned and pushed my cart across the length of the store to the dairy products. There I stood, trying to decide which size milk I should buy. A quart, I finally decided and moved on to the ice cream. If nothing else, I could always fix myself an ice cream cone.

I placed the ice cream in my cart and looked down the aisle toward the front. I saw first the green suit, then recognized the pretty lady coming towards me. In her arms she carried a package. On her face was the brightest smile I had ever seen! I would swear a soft halo encircled her blonde hair as she kept walking toward me, her eyes holding mine.

As she came closer, I saw what she held and tears began misting in my eyes. “These are for you,” she said and placed three beautiful long stemmed yellow roses in my arms. “When you go through the line, they will know these are paid for.” She leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, then smiled again. I wanted to tell her what she’d done, what the roses meant, but still unable to speak, I watched as she walked away as tears clouded my vision.

I looked down at the beautiful roses nestled in the green tissue wrapping and found it almost unreal. How did she know? Suddenly the answer seemed so clear. I wasn’t alone.

Oh, you haven’t forgotten me, have you? I whispered, with tears in my eyes. He was still with me, and she was his angel.

Every day, be thankful for what you have and who you are: 

“Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings. Thank you, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.

Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as possible. Thank you, Lord , that I can see. Many are blind.

Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising. Thank you, Lord, that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden.

Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so loud.

Thank you, Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely.

Even though our breakfast table never looks like the picture in magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced.

Thank you, Lord, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry.

Even though the routine of my job often is monotonous. Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.

Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my circumstances were not so modest.

Thank you, Lord, for life. “

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