Twinkle Twinkle little star...

Well-here is a new piture from tonight, with two of my favorite people. It brings me to my point-not to diminish them two- and I can say all this because they know my heart and I am not saying they are insignificant at all because they know how purposeful I think they each are-especailly to me. But I say all that to say this: whn I got this picture sent to me via Facebook tonight- I couldnt help but do what every woman does each time they see themselves, a reflection of what they see. You scrutinize your looks, your posture, and your outfit or hair- and you dont even mean to do it- it just happens naturally. Its almost instinctive to be critical of yourself -I think how thats more crazyI am even willing to dive into. But-back on the subject at hand: I looked at this picture- and I thought for a brief glace- hummm who's that blonde who caught my eye first? the one in the middle-me(im talking about-wink wink-dua!) but I thought-hummm she's attractive-and then I realized in that same instance it was me-after I made the picture big enough on my cell phone to really see the darn thing(like I hate it when i get a picture on there that is as big as literal "thumbnail" it makes me have catarac problems) but-after I saw it- I sighed a bit and thought- ohh , its only me.
Then-it was like the Lord spoke to my spirit-once again. And said to me-look how without posing-or planning where to stand or what positions to make- naturally because of positioning at the party I ended  up in the middle of the picture. (just like my Momma always said- I ended up in the middle of the Wings dancleine formations in highschool preformances just because of my size and or height or whatever) but I somehow make it to the middle-or least this time specifically. Anyway-God says to me-Megan: of course you are my shining light. You were the one who stood out because that is what I expected you to do. To stand out- but for God-. Be the confident , attractive, woman-I created you to be- be confident though in this image to represent me. You have been given this as a gift-that uncanning ability to walk into a room and be noticed. That ability comes with great responsibility-to be the one who will speak up for what God has done for me- what He has forgiven ME for and what He has done to save me and my poor undeserving soul. But I have a responsibility and a duty-to carry the confidence of Christ.
When Jesus had to carry the cross to his death hill (I made that up just now-kinda like death bed-lol) but when Jesus was walking there- He was hunched over and tiredsome and worndown and beated and scorned. You know- for a King- He didnt walk very proud. Or stand up tall. Or kill them with kindness-she showed his weakness and flaws and saddness and pain. And a new perspective was laid upon my heart: to think that I am hypethetically Jesus  re-incarnated.(I CERTIANLY do not mean I am Jesus- but you get the point) but if Jesus lives in me- and dwells within me- then isnt my body the way He can now walk in pride? Think about it-not in a pridefull mannr- but with pride I should say- If this was like the movie Ghost or something and Jesus literally came into your body and took it over for a day- do you really picture Him walking around with that same saddness or pain He had on that cross?
No-I dont. I think He would carry His new found shell with a sense of pride for what He acomplished in making it. He would let the world see Him- and let the shell work in His favor and draw people in and draw their attention, and bring the closer and get to know them and listen to them and care for them and share the things He learned and the wonderful things His Father gave Him already and the excitement of what is to come with meeting Him back on the other side.
So- wow- there is a crazy long-round about way- of saying: We all posess this dont we? We all have this ability to use our shell and shine our light for God. And I'm just beginning to realize and really comprehend exactally what that responsibility entails....
                                                                                            Until Next Time-
                                                                                                        -M

TheShreveport Times FRONT pg LIVING sect: Says: TWO MIRACLES, ONE FAMILY-but the truth is:the list of Miracles in our family r too numerous2count...

this is what I posted under the article for The Shreveport Times in the article posted this week:

I'm sure you can all tell by now- that I DO NOT re-read and proff any of my articles bc I know I would over think and edit ALOT due to being scared to step on toes- or to offend people and to just plain- try and conform to what the world thinks I should say.

I'm in prayer constantly over when to write and when to post and what to say-
If God goves me a word- I write it, and I try very very hard to make sure its not what I want to say but what He HAS me say,
I felt like I needed to walk through that door and let God use me to post whatever the following words were for whoever needed them.
After a few days and comments later- I took the time- and very emotionally read it to my Mother- who was very emotional as well- and together over the phonecall read the following article I posted there for the world to read.
These are sincere words from my heart- and without any forethought I posted them publically. I have NEVER had the guts to do that before this blog- or the postitive renforcement from you all in passing.
I know many hearts have been touched- including mine and that of my family. But I also want you all to know that I do this- I speak MY truth as I see it, and although my views may not be like yours, I ask you to take the moment to try and see where I come from. The position I am in.... and how God has given me NO CHOICE but to be the person to stand up- even if I am really knealing over my computer right now- trying to hurry off to bed- but....
You have to see... my words are my way to express to you....my truth.
My truth is: that GOD is who saved me, and us and ALL of you who are my closest friends. So many of our lives have been changed if not by MY story but by the one I share for Sara-Grace or of my Mother.
Heres the article and a link to TST Article by Melody Brumble:
Thank you for your positive feedback! We ARE all very very Blessed and Thankful that we have been able to have a new chance at life, and in enjoying our family together. My favorite part about supporting the AHA in town is because the monies raised here stays here. Like so many have stated before-but I can testify to the fact that in the recent years since my involvement in the GoRed Campaign I have benefited from the research and findings at our local LSU Med Center Heart Disease CAN and will strike anybody. It can be yourself or your Mother and anyone in between. It can affect your life and will of those around you. It presented a problem for me most women my age NEVER think about-and ultimatly forced me to rethink the plans for parenthood my husband and I had always dreamed of. It was at the time of my Cardiac Arrest and Surgery we learned of our miracle gift from God- "Sara-Grace Elizabeth" and how God gave me the love of a Mother so I would get strength to care for a new baby I would bring home from the hospital just a mere few weeks after my heart surgery. Just when I thought my heart was breaking-it was being healed when God sent a family to give us the "gift" we thought by then we would never recieve. I tell Sara-Grace all the time that she's healed my heart-she gave me a reason to live and a reason to push through the hard days and a reason to be stronger and better. It was MY mother who helped me through that difficult time, of learning how to become a mother while relearning how to live my life and the new lifestyle changes I would have to make. One thing my Momma always said when I had those inevitable bad days-she said if there were any way she could do this for me she would...she would say-you will too Megan. With Sara-Grace you will too be willing to do anything for her so that she won't hurt. Sometimes you can't though. I know as a Mother it must have been difficult to watch me go through in the past few years we have been getting back to a "New Normal". It was when I stood over my Mom's bedside right after she had been taken off life support and was breathing on her own, that I realized it had happened! She DID save me, she HAS put herself through something so I would maybe not have to. Until Mom's Cardiac Arrest-I had been the only family member diagnosed with a Heart Disorder or Condition. But after her diagnosis and after we have learned so much about her condition the end result is exactally what she taught me. As a Mother- you will do what you have to- to save your child. Mom has done that for me by paving the way so maybe I won't ever have to. It in turn has made me so grateful for what she's willing to do for me-and ultimatly for my child. Every day we have-is another day to make a differnce. It starts in your own family though. I have seen what Heart Disease can do to just one family, and can see how among a family of broken hearts how a family of healed hearts can come out of it. We can help stop this for other families. I know thats why we have this story to tell, because of ALL the people who you would think had heart disorders we may be the last ones. Certianly not. Heart Disease shows no discrimination. It can happen to anyone. At ANY time and for ANY reason. You can do many things now to help improve your chances and stay healthy-but you can also fall prey after doing it all right. You have to be educated for either of those senarios. You need to recognize the warning signs of your body and those of the people you love. When something is "off" you need to take notice. If you don't feel right you need to speak up, and if you don't get the answers you may be looking for- listen to that "inner voice, or Holy Spirit" heed-your bodies warnings. Heed your Doctors warnings stand up for yourself. Sometimes as women we put our own needs last. I will do whatever I have to so that MY child will have a Mother. I will make sure I put myself in th ebest possible environment so that my daughter will not have to grow up motherless. I've seen my Mother fight. And not for herself because she's to humble for that. But I've seen her stand in to the fight for me...which gives anyone who hears our story a new perspective. I though for sure we would loose Mom this time- I thought after my story of salvation and adopting our daughter was the best God could do-but I see my faith wasn't even that of a mustard seed as of yet and look at what I was given. A second chance at life, a chance at Motherhood, and now a story to help make a difference. I appriciate the time taken to read my words, certianly not gramarically correct-and certianly not politically correct. But after you have been through what we've been through-sometimes you have no other choice but to sing God's Praise. -Megan-Ashley Elizabeth Heiserman McIntyre Read my Facebook site set up to share my story for more details: Graciecakes with Glistening Grace
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Mother, daughter survive heart disorders http://www.shreveporttimes.com/A scar in the middle of Judi Heiserman's chest is the only visible reminder of the day her life hung in the balance.LikeUnlike · · Unfollow PostFollow Post · Saturday at 12:04pm

I had to "update" my info section on my personal FB profile: it is redundant in some spots-but I negate:

Our story is amazing- Heart surgery and a baby within a month! A historectomy within that same year! Wheeeewww! Its been quite a ride! I'm glad it's starting to get "normal" around here!! Remembering life before our daughter, all we went through before her. Now-Im realizing that all the things we went through was just making me the person I needed to be, so that I could be the mother I should be. I am married to my highschool sweetheart, Justin McIntyre a.k.a. "Big Mac" we are about to celebrate 15yrs together now. We have a mentally challenged partially blind maltise-Bruizer we brought home from Illinois when Justin played football for NIU.And after 13 wonderful years with her,we have just sent our Angel to be with the Lord(my present Justin bought me for Christmas when we were 16yrs old!My puppy w/a big red bow,best present till 2008 for sure!) We live here in Shreveport, in Broadmore in our "dream house" I started dreaming we'd start a family in over fifteen years ago. God RESTORED my marriage and gave me the husband I had always prayed for from the best friend I'd always had. We have adopted our "miracle" daughter Sara-Grace Elizabeth McIntyre and love being parents. I love watching how she can melt my husbands heart. We prayed and endured alot and are thankful and humble that we finally,after many years together have her. If you haven't heard the whole story please read my post on FB: Graciecakes with Glistening Grace and BlogSpot: Meganisms. That year was a hard one and a wonderful one at the same time. I was recovering from my heart surgery and welcoming home a baby at the same time. When God does it-He does it BIG!I am just now getting my energy back from the heart surgery and a full historectomy all in one year! Its taking me this past few years of intense physical rehab physical therapy and MULTIPLE day surgeries and medication concoctions to try and repair damages done to my body from the endometriousis and heart disease I never knew I had and to get my energy back and be cleared to start building my confidence back in driving! Who woulda known it would be two full years before driving alone again?! Its been the best thing though-letting myself depend on God, and my husband more. Letting me learn my limitations I never would have in a million years thought in my 20's I'd have had this all done and be reeling through the emotions of all of it! Justin worked offshore until recently,after he finished college from NIU and our stent in Illinois for a few years(shout out ya'll Yankee friends). Currently I am still a stay at homemaker, mom and craft queen. This past year I've been working on getting my strength back and embarked on starting a new dance program at Evangel. After months of prayer I realized I was being called to go back to where our story began-I am so enjoying starting the Elm dance "Glory Girls" and being able to give back to the place that gave us so much-and where all my most happiest memories are. I love being back dancing and taking my daughter to the school to show her where mommy and daddy began-teaching her who God is and surrounding her with the beauty of God's creations. I know so many lives have been changed including our own by some of the choices we have made and not made, and I am happy to say that with the grace of God-He is using ALL of them to help bring people to Him. I'm so grateful for loving patient people that support me and anything I tend to get myself into.My close handful of family and friends I let into our secret society. We are both turning 30 this year while our Sara-Grace is turning 3, so many things are starting to make sense and so many words I am taking right back-now that I have been humbled enough before God to admit that my parents were so very right on so very much. I am a big volunteer for the American Heart Association here in Shreveport and am a headlining spokes person- where I make multiple TV appearances and magizine interviews and small group womens and bible groups. Basically anyone who wants to have me tell my story: I feel led by God to do whatever I can to shout it from the rooftops. I was diagnosed with heart disease when I was 21, without any family history or reason to believe thats what diagnosis I would have, within months was diagnoised with a heart condition and endometriousis near the same time and its drastically changed our lives. Between the two most tragic diagnosis I could have imagined. Endometriousis is a painful female disease which not only affects your physical well being but also your fertility. After years of surgeries and fertility treatments and rounds of cemotherapy and the loss of two babies-I think God made it abundantly clear to me that persuing a pregnancy was't going to be my "traditional" way of becomming a mother. I was heart broken in more ways than one. After many second opinions and doctors from all over the United States-I finally had to heed my cardiologist warnings when I suffered a sudden cardiac arrest (aka-heart attack-but when you completly drop dead,sounds bad-yes-bc it is) while I was behind the wheel of my car driving on an overpass on the interstate. God saved me that day and gave me the one thing a few days later I'd always wanted. The knowledge of the baby I'd always prayed for. Justin and I and our friends and families rallied in prayer to see us through an emotional time but one we kept very private-because I didn't want to cause a fuss or draw attention to myself or people think I was wanting the attention on or for myself. But things changed for me when a few months ago-after I had been the ONLY one with these diagnosis in my family-my Momma -Mrs. Judi Heiserman dropped dead from a sudden cardiac arrest as well. Because I have a father who is in love with my mother they are still together like newly weds and he-was thankfully there to help SAVE her while breathing oxygen to her brain and organs until the paramedics could defibulate her heart into starting again. Then- in a set of circumstances I found myself SO FIMILAR in. - I didn't keep it quiet. I decided that the only chance my mom may have at survival was the prayer from the same people who prayed for me-and it gave me such a new appriciation of what my parents and loved ones must have felt when I had this exact senario happen three years prior. I have since decided that it is my responsibility as a Christian believer-that I am to tell EVERYONE of what God has done. Not just for me- but these blessings and blessings upon blessings God is giving my family. How can I say I am so blessed after so much many people ask me-and my reply is always the same. I prayed for another chance with my husband, for another chance to say and do all the things that I'd wished I had and to seek forgiveness from the wrongs I had made. I asked God for a baby-and to be a mother, and even though she didn't grow in my womb SHE IS the baby that I always was praying for. And when I was on my knees asking God how to handle the death of my mother he gave me hope in answering my prayers and saving her life as He had mine, so how can I NOT feel blessed. Heart disease can strike anybody at any age and is the #1 killer among women above breast cancer. I am very intrested in changing the way the world views the face of heart disease, and education in prevention.We have had a wonderful life together and are best friends and really looking forward to living the testimony that God has planned for us."The Best is Yet to Come". Please hit me up-ask me whatever questions ! My life is an open book- God gave me this testimony because I'd be outspoken enough to share it! LOL. Seriously!

The FIRST blog from 2008 posted originally on FB. **this would be a good place to start**

This is the original post"Notes" or discussions I wrote when I opened up my business facebook account. Some of these points have been redundant, I know....but apparently it had been erased after some recent changes on the offical FB site. I was recently made aware that THIS start of the story wasn't even here to begin with.(shout out to my new "friend" I met in the check out line at Albertsons-you know who u are-) So if YOU are NEW to Me...Meganisms or Graciecakes with Glistening Grace- just start here and work on back...

My name is Megan, and I must take this opportunity to tell you my story and to share that God answers prayers. Remember 1min is to 1,000yrs to God, and I prayed desprately for a child for over 8yrs-God really did it in less than 10minutes!So I guess I was impatient for no reason-God says "Ask and you shall recieve" I did- and He answered my prayers immediatly in His timing.I am born and raised in Shreveport, married to my high school sweetheart. We certainly imagined thats how our story would continue to unfold-like the typical fairy tale. Our lives were drastically changed when at 21, I was diagnosed with heart disease with absolutely no family history. We were just starting to rebuild our lives when in October of 2008 I lost consciousness , although I don't remember I can tell you that I drifted across 3 lanes of traffic while entering I-20. I was on the phone with my mother as my car rode the railing over 50 feet in the air until my car finally came to a stop. After a follow up with my cardiologist he said he thought I'd suffered a "cardiac arrest" which is where your heart completely stops. Most people are not as fortunate, and must have their heart shocked back with a defibulator and some do not ever wake up. I was scheduled for heart surgery a month later. To place a pacemaker/defibulator or monitor. They didn't actually know what they would do until the actual surgery. I was also told that I couldn't get pregnant as carrying a baby would put too much strain on my heart. During that month long waiting period, we were contacted concerning a local girl who was planning to put her baby up for adoption and hadn't decided on an adoptive family. I immediately contacted my cardiologist as I was unsure of the recovery time after my impending surgery. We met with the birth family and decided that it was a match! Many of my friends actually encouraged me to decline the offer. They were afraid of the stress it may cause if the plan fell apart as the state of Louisiana allows the birth mother 5 days after the birth to change her mind. After much prayer my husband and I were prepared to go forward. This is something typical God would do-send us a baby while awaiting heart surgery. I used that time to convince myself that I must survive the surgery and get strong enough to be the mother I'd always imagined. The surgery was a success-and my cardiologist found a birth defect in my heart and was able to correct the problem for now. Two weeks into my recovery our daughter Sara-Grace was born, and we were there for the whole thing and brought her home without a nursery prepared! We named her Sara:because she was the one in the Bible who had a child in God's timing. Grace: because it was certainly by God's grace we were given this child. I now take daily medication to maintain a somewhat normal life along with a healthy lifestyle. Since I am unable to hold a full time job, I stay at home with our daughter. This business was solely created for me to find a way I could stay at home, stay well and make some extra money to help pay for the finances we weren't prepared for. After much prayer and thought-I came up with "Graciecakes with Glistening Grace" Please enjoy

Uncertian-but CERTIANLY true...

Well how busy it has been here. We are on the job hunt. Tring to locate a job worth taking- to bring our Daddy home. I am so blessed that I have the man in my life that actually WANTS to be home with me right? I have so many thoughts about such a life changing moment in our lives. As the oil spill in the Gulf has changed so many lifes of families who's jobs were effected-it's strange to think after this many months- that it's still affecting lives. Of all those who have lost their livelyhood just after it happened, and the miltitude of wifes who's husband who could't provide for them- after one spill- and the multitude of children who's daddies didn't have jobs, its hard to imagine that we are potentially in the same perdiciment. Now-after all the layoffs that we survived. Round one- then two and then round three. Of the men who were demoted or "bumped" down or like us-the ones who's hours changed so drastically-these few of us families who survived. We have been so grateful that we just had a daddy with a job. When the 14on and 14 off then switch to 21 on and 21off we remained happy that we just had a "job". The time has come where- a decision has to be made-in weighing-how worth all the effort and time spent away really all is.

Now-that all the rigs are moving overseas-to employee the thousands of non american men-who I am sure need jobs-it's becomming more clear to me that this American woman- wants her American man at home.

As this chapter-in our lives is unfolding, it's kinda scarey to think of walking away. Or waiting til the final layoff finally reaches us. We are all affected. The household conversations that are taking place everywhere right now-I know that our problems seem so small. So even looking at this as just a season of change. The decisions and things that need to be addressed are scarey and so adult-I can't help but to remind myself of how far we have really come. That we are finally old enough to make life changing decisions like this- or to have life altering events make them for us. I am just glad that no matter what happens or what's decided. That I have my family- that at least wants to be together. I know that with so much that is yet undecided-I know that the one thing that IS, is that God will provide. I look around me and remember that God did- provide me with what I needed. He gave me the strength to rise above my health and give me a reason to become strong, He gave me the daughter that I was ALWAYS meant to have, and He gave me the husband that would be strong enough for the both of us on the days that I am not- and He has given me the tangable reminder of my Faith-in this precious gift in Sara-Grace. I can't help but to look around this house, and down the hall at my daughter's room that is finally filled with the baby I had always dreamed of- and with so much uncertianlty-He had given me CERTIAN truth. The TRUTH that He is always with me, and that none of this is by chance. None of any of this is by chance, and that He is the one that is in control. And I am just so grateful that-when moments like this rock my boat-and the waves of doubt rush over me- the calm in the storm is steadfast and true. The Lord is with me....

The 2yrs worth of housework finally has caught up with me...the price I pay for the memories I've made.

you know- I look around this mess of a house- and was getting overwhelmed a bit-wondering how in the world we aquired all this stuff.All this stuff thats not relavant,where did it all come from? I keep pulling things from the cabinets and closets I haven't seen in years, and then it hits me-I remember, for the past two years I have been shoving everything in those cabinets and closets.

Back when I told myself- that these days of Sara-Grace being so small I could rock to sleep- and the days that she's begging for me to hold her-I told myself it would be just a moment in time-that I'd never get back and I wasn't wasting any of those precious moments on house work-the house work would still be there-I'd say: and sure enough, now these days she can put herself to bed- and doesn't need to be held as often, and is becomming more independant has left me more time to actually aknowledge the mess I've closed the door to this entire time. So now, yes now- two years later-I am finally catching up on the past two years of housework-organizing and purging.In the grand scheme of things- that dirty floor, that I chose not to mop-because Sara-Grace said "Mommy hold me" and I did...I'm just so glad I went against my instincts-and I chose the time with my baby-I would so regret looking back now wishing that I'd waited on cleaning the bathroom just to get that one night back to rock her to sleep-I can honestly say-I don't have a moment in Sara-Grace's life I wish I could get back- and do again, I can look back and know I didn't miss anything, I don't wish I'd done anything diffrent, I have cherished every single moment and second that God has given to me with this precious child of mine. I am so grateful to have a husband-who ,didn't demand perfection from me, and who works so hard to provide a life that I can stay home and be here with our baby, if it meant we had to live in a cardboard box-I'd still stay home, to be here with her for every moment I begged God for . So to all the new mothers: yes it's true- the time with your baby is so limited, enjoy and cherish it. The sleepless nights are to be moments you thank God for-when you rock them back to sleep-but as they say "the housework will still be there" and I am a testiment-in the long run it's worth it-but my advice is to plan on budgeting for a maid when your finally ready to get started.lol

Mother's Day in a Hooters shirt...

Sitting on my back steps wearing a Hooter's of New Orleans shirt, I'm watching my husband and daughter use sidewalk chalk-I'm thinking about Mother's Day tomorrow, and thinking it's probably not appropriate to leave my house now in it. Funny-I really didn't know how having children would change your entire way of thinking. Thinking about how you'd embarrass them-or yourself-thinking about "being somebody's mother". Meaning even when I'm out and about with out her-I still have to think"I'm somebodys mother" and so I gotta dress and act like it-when shes with me or not. I like the best of them-like flattering cloths, and"good fitted"tops, and never minded showing off what "God let me buy" but-I don't know if it's finding GOd again, or being the mother or both, or maybe getting old, but I'm glad to have someone to embarrass, and I like having to sensor my conversationsa dn tv-because without all the little things,like the broken up crayons and undressed baby dolls that lay naked all over my house, and the pile of stinky diapers that stay outside my door almost all the time-It would mean I didn't have this...all this-looking around, THIS is exactly what I asked for.