It’s 2015. I’m back, and I have some goals.

Like it or not, it’s a new year, and I’m back to blogging!

With a new year come new goals.

My verse for the year is Ephesians 4:29. Words can hurt, or words can help. I get to choose. God has given me the gift of words; it’s my opportunity to use them to His glory.

Here are my two simple goals for the year:

  • Finish organizing my office.

My fantastic mother-in-law has set me up for success with this one. She not only spearheaded the effort to put together the shelves I purchased for the room, but she also has unpacked most of the boxes in that room. All I have to do is purge some things and organize it. Really, it’s that simple.

  • Build relationships.

I’m great at making plans that never happen. Months may pass by before I realize I have no idea what’s happening in a friend’s life. This year, I’m not going to wait until that “perfect moment” to get together with someone. This year, I’m just going to invite someone over for tea, or supper or whatever. It doesn’t matter if the kids interrupt 150 times, or if I haven’t mopped the floor in a while, or if I still have a messy pile of mail on the table. People are important. Relationships are important. Letting God use you in someone else’s life is important.

Do you have any goals for the year? Please share!


What is this Mona Vie you talk about?

I’ve received a lot of questions lately about Mona Vie:

Who is Mona Vie?

What is Mona Vie?

What does Mona Vie do?

Why do you like Mona Vie?

You get the idea.

I’m not going to answer all of these questions in this post, but I will share my story of how BP and I became involved with Mona Vie.

Let me set the stage for you. It’s summer 2008. BP had fairly recently been laid off from a job he’d had for six+ years (another bad economy story) and he was working at a job that paid less than half of what we’d been used to him making, plus he no longer had any benefits – not even a paid vacation day.

In addition, our home was a disaster due to a remodeling project that began in Oct. 2007. Half of the house had been gutted and we were living in what I like to call a “single-file-line” home. (We’d saved up enough money to complete half of the project, decided to start the project thinking we’d have the other half saved up by the time we needed it, and then about the same time we used the money we’d saved, BP’s work ran out.)

I’ve been blessed with a job that I both enjoy and keeps me employed, so we were covering our monthly bills, but that was about it.

One day, BP came home talking about this Mona Vie stuff. His cousin had given it to him, so immediately I was skeptical. The cousin isn’t on my list of Top 10 Favorite People on Earth.

Me: “You want me to buy you fruit juice? Are you kidding me? You guys are morons.”

But BP was persistent. His cousin had experienced relief from severe back pain, and BP told me this stuff was making him feel better, too. He also saw an opportunity to share it with others and help them, and make a living doing something good. I did not see that side of things, which resulted in some pretty vocal arguments in my single-file-line home.

Eventually, he dragged me to a home tasting party where I sat with my arms crossed listening to a man whom I did not want to listen to. But, I did hear other people in the room tell their own stories of how Mona Vie had helped them, and I started to become curious. Maybe there was something to this stuff.

So I relented and agreed to let BP “try” Mona Vie for a while, with the stipulation that he needed to find a way to pay for it. (He did that by sharing Mona Vie with others.)

Fast forward to November. I was supportive of BP and his goals but still wasn’t really involved in Mona Vie myself.

In November 2008, BP went to a Mona Vie Dream Days event in Indianapolis, and I went to French Lick, Ind., with my grandparents the same week. When BP got home, I”d never seen him so excited about anything. I  was expecting him to come home with some good tips on how to grow his Mona Vie business, but instead, he came home with a commitment to reading his Bible more. (And he started going to church on a regular basis with me.) He saw men who had achieved success in business who weren’t afraid to share their Christian faith with others. The business part was secondary.

He also came home and told me we were buying tickets for a Mona Vie conference in Orlando, Fla., in January 2009.

Me: “I hate Florida. We are not going.”

BP: “Yes, we are.”

BP and me at the Mona Vie conference in Orlando, Fla., Jan. 2009

BP and me at the Mona Vie conference in Orlando, Fla., Jan. 2009

We ended up driving to Florida on New Year’s Day, and by the time the weekend was over, I started to see what Ben saw in Mona Vie. Not only was the product helping people with their physical health, but the company also had created a culture where people support each other and help each other. Everyone wants everyone to succeed. And God and family come first, always. Business is second.

Since then, BP and I have heard stories from many, many people about ways they’ve been helped physically and financially with Mona Vie, and many of those people have become our good friends.

The best part? BP and I get to work together on a nearly daily basis – we can’t get enough of each other, and we love it. We get to share a product with people and help them. We get to help people get to a better place financially if they have the desire to do so.

Mona Vie has been an amazing blessing in our lives. God answers prayers in unexpected ways!

As many Mona Vie people have said before us, “This is it. The last thing, the last time.” We’re in it for life.