Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Be Brave!

Be Brave

My heart was pounding in my ears.
As my surgeon carefully explained the biopsy and breast cancer diagnosis I was facing; my mind was exploding with questions - but my mouth could not form words.
The options were petrifying; but the treatment frightened me more than the disease! 
Should I have a mastectomy? Would radiation be enough? 
Fear of the unknown threatened to swallow me.
Decisions only I could make - had to be made.
And so; another surgery was scheduled - followed by 33 radiation treatments.
Would you like to know the best decision I made that day?

I made up my mind, that cancer would not win!

I chose to defeat fear with knowledge. 
I set out to learn everything I could about cancer. 
How did I get cancer? 
Was surgery and radiation the best treatment? 
Was I at risk for other cancers? 
Were there treatment options besides surgery, radiation and chemotherapy? 
What about Holistic and Alternative Medicine?
Where could I find Naturopathic advice? 

My first day of radiation treatment was also my first day of college. 
I found the “CAN” in cancer as I studied modalities and preventions - ancient medicine and research from around the world; I received a Bachelor of Science degree in Alternative Medicine and a Masters in Public Health Administration;
But more importantly - I learned that “Prevention” is better than “Cure”.
Because of my experience; I have made a career of helping women - just like me - avoid the health path I found myself on.
I realized, that my #1 assignment in this life - is to take care of me. You have the same assignment for you!
No one else can do this job for you. You are responsible for your personal care. Nobody knows like you know - what you need in order to feel healthy, loved and valued. 
As I blundered through my cancer ordeal - and plowed my way through six years of college - It became crystal clear:
I was worth taking care of.
My health was my responsibility.

Physical health. Spiritual health and mental health. My job. Mine.

No one can make me sick or well. No one can make me happy or sad. I’m in charge of my happy and my health!
As I work with clients - and lay out a clear path to health and wholeness - I have learned - the work has to start in their heads. 
Some choose to go through life blaming someone else for all of their failures and short-comings. 
Every bad decision I made - I have had to own and refuse to make excuses for myself. 
Who I am and where I am - are a direct result of my choices.

I am on a mission to educate and inspire women to be courageous and proactive in their spiritual, physical and mental health.  
It is empowering to "own" your present and future choices. 
When you stop blaming others for your condition and stop making excuses for your poor choices - your strength and power show up. 
Are you ready to be brave? 

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Service with a Smile

Everybody needs a hero! 

My family and I are blessed to live in a community rich in hero heritage! We should never forget to thank these incredible men and women for their service. 

But what about us? 
Wouldn’t YOU like to save the day for once? We can! 

Even if we are not in the military, a public servant or a first responder; we can all be of service to our family and community. Without signing a contract or a legal agreement; you can make a difference today. 

      If someone holds the door for you - smile, and say, “Thank You”.

Throughout your day, when you see someone making an effort; smile and tell them they are doing a great job. 

If you see a funeral procession or an emergency vehicle on the highway; 
carefully pull over and show respect to the situation, saying a prayer for all involved, while you wait.  

Give verbal acknowledgement to those you love and cherish. Smile, and tell your family and friends often how valuable they are to you. 

You possess skills that are worth teaching to someone. Teach a teenager 
how to change a tire and check the oil in the car. Take time to share a money-saving tip with a young mother (with a smile!).

Pass it forward. If you have been blessed with extra: buy coffee for a stranger; buy paper and cleaning supplies for an elderly friend; grab a $25 gift card and give it to the first person you see who has a baby in diapers. This will definitely generate a smile!

Speak into someone’s life. Use your words to promote and empower someone every day. Life and death are in the power of the tongue. It’s surprisingly easier to critique than to compliment. Make it a habit to smile and say, “I believe in you. I believe in your dreams. You are amazing and you can do anything you set your mind to do. You’ve got this!”

Thank you for your SERVICE! You are a world-changing Hero!

(Written in honor of our Veterans - who served our country - so that I could live in peace.)

Monday, September 7, 2020

Holy Pandi-mony - 2020


Belle and Chase Kaui - LOVE>covid

Holy Pandi-mony

The girl - the guy. 

The sparks - they fly!

They date - they mesh!

The ring! The dress!

The date. The colors.

The maids. The flowers!

The music. The cake.

The favors made.

Yes, all was chosen 

Plans were set.

And then 

Coronavirus hit!

The courthouse closed for days on end

Their April date came rushing in!

No license? You’re kidding!

No more than 10 at the wedding?

The love they felt for one another

Made all this chaos just one small hurdle.

While everyone thought;

“They could just wait”

The girl - the guy

They weren’t dismayed.

So in the breeze

They said “I do”

They walked the parking lot

And all horns blew

As friends in cars

Cheered and cried

When the handsome groom

Kissed the beautiful Bride.


You’ve made a mess.

But even you can’t stop.

A bride in her dress!

In early April, we were still very limited and unfamiliar with all of the COVID-19 restrictions. Undaunted by each new ruling, this young couple made the decision to go ahead with their wedding with just their immediate family. As a last minute idea - we sent out a post on Facebook; “Anyone who wants to help celebrate - be in the church parking lot ready to blow horns and cheer as the bride and groom exit the building.” 

As the hour grew closer, we realized the immediate family had more than 10 members. Decor was ditched except for a small garland of flowers, and the wedding was moved to the front entrance of the building. Her aisle was formed by the cars gathered. When the groom kissed the bride, horns blared, engines revved, and everyone cheered - as the tears streamed down our faces! It was definitely a wedding to remember!

-A true story- by Wanda Chavis

Monday, August 31, 2020

If the Shoe Fits

My husband is a window shopper. Yes, my friend, he can walk thru the entire mall and never make a purchase. Never enter a store. Unless he's on a mission, he's just looking. 
Fortunately, shopping is not a passion of mine; and we have stayed married over 45 years! I might dodge in a store occasionally then catch up to him; but here's my point; 
If I was to see a pair of shoes in the window - I wouldn’t walk in and buy those shoes without doing my due diligence!
    • Do you have those in a size 8?
    • May I try them on?

There is nothing more miserable than walking around in a pair of shoes that don’t fit right. No matter how cute they are!
    Well, maybe there is something worse -
    • If your life is not fitting into your reason for being on this earth - you might be miserable 
    • If you are not passionate about what you are doing on this planet but living day in and day out going against your gut and your passion.
    • Yes... that would definitely be sad.


What is passion: a reflection of who you are - what you enjoy - who you want to be around - maybe a hobby or activity you lose all sense of time because you enjoy it so much. 

  • What do you really LOVE to do?
  • Stop a second and think about what you enjoy so much - you would do it every day with no pay
  • When you are NOT working within your passion - the energy you expend depletes and drains you.

BUT when you are doing something within your passion - the energy and excitement fires you up!


Scientist, botanist, biologist - they can tell us the purpose for every living thing on the earth. 

Yes there is a purpose for bats, frogs, snakes and spiders!

Bumblebees, bacteria and dandelions!

Our spiritual purpose is to DRAW ALL MEN TO JESUS CHRIST.

Our personal purpose - we each have to find. 

Just like our shoes - it has to FIT!

Some of us have high arches - weak ankles - bunions.

My shoes might not be as cute as yours - but they FIT me!

Here's a hint.

There are three main parameters of reasoning for all life to exist.

1- to add value to people in this generation and future generations.

2- to learn and grow

3- to enjoy the journey of personal growth

Your purpose has to fit into those three categories...

Your purpose MUST be about others - not about you - if you want to live within the highest possible existence.

  • What you CHOOSE to believe about your purpose needs be positive and powerful.

Just believing your LIFE HAS a purpose is important! 

1- To have meaning in life - life has to mean something! 

2- To feel fulfilled in your life - you must FULFILL your purpose and mission!

3- GIVING and SERVING with a pure heart is ultimate satisfaction.

4- You must believe you deserve goodness. 

GIVING MAKES US FEEL GOOD ABOUT RECEIVING - if we do it with a pure heart! 

Imagine going to a POTLUCK. If you show up with nothing and everyone was supposed to bring a dish- you feel weird about eating; sort of guilty. 

BUT if you showed up with a GENEROUS portion of an amazing dish- and everyone is raving about how awesome your contribution was - you feel like tasting everyone’s food!

LIFE is a POTLUCK! What are YOU bringing to the table?

5- It takes emotional energy to stay motivated. So, remember - if you have the RIGHT MOTIVE you can STAY MOTIVATED! 

So, believe this... 

YOU are necessary! 

YOU have a purpose - or you wouldn’t still be here!

Here's a healthy project for your homework:

Do you have a personal mission statement? 

Write one! What is your purpose? 

Here's my example:

"My name is Wanda Chavis. 

My purpose is to educate and inspire women - 

to be courageous and proactive in their spiritual, 

physical and mental health." 

Isaiah 35: 3-4

Strengthen the weak hands,

And make firm the feeble knees.

Say to those who are fearful-hearted,

“Be strong, do not fear!

Behold, your God will come with vengeance,

With the recompense of God;

He will come and save you.”

How to find your passion SpiritualGiftsTest.com 

Monday, July 27, 2020


Butch was 12 years older than me –

The same day I graduated from kindergarten - he graduated from high school later that evening. 
Pattie was 10 years my senior and she was the spoiler.
But it was Butch's goal in life to make sure I did not grow up to be a brat... so we have him to thank him for my humility and grace.

He taught me so many things. 
He taught me to be thoughtful and considerate.
He taught me that whatever I did, should be done with excellence. 
He taught me to eat all the mashed potatoes off the spoon and not savor them one lick at a time. 
He made sure to remind me that just because I was the baby of the family did not give me special privileges in his book - (although he rewrote his book as we got older and became best friends).
Oh the many conversations we’ve had where he would vent - pour out his heart and describe all the details of his woes.
I would listen - carefully ask questions to make sure I understood it all - and tell him to get his big boy britches on and deal with it.
I will miss those conversations. 
Hearing about his travels and expeditions.
Hearing about his new challenges with the Tribes.
I’ll miss his sweet potato soufflĂ© at Thanksgiving and Christmas - his gumbo at family reunions and his practical jokes he loved to play on any new member of the family. 
He was a wordsmith and we will all miss hearing him preach as only he could. He was sensitive to God and his heart was bigger than life. 
I am so grateful for the memories and for the hope that one day we will be together forever. I am grateful that he is no longer suffering in his body... no longer a covid patient - no longer struggling to breathe  -because he is in the presence of the one who gave us all breath. 
I want to thank my family for your support and love - and thank all our friends who prayed and believed with us for his miraculous healing. 
He did receive it - it simply came in a different package than we had hoped - but nonetheless it came 
And I am grateful for this wonderful man I was privileged to call my brother. He loved God - loved his wife and family - and loved me. 

Monday, July 20, 2020

Help Me!

 Help me!

Life was probably more hectic and painful than it had ever been. Most of our days were spent back and forth from the hospital. My dad was in end-stage heart and kidney failure. Watching him struggle and knowing he was nearing the end of his days; we were determined he would never be alone. 

We took turns spending the nights with him and worried about our little momma; who would rarely leave his bedside. 

I breathed a sigh of relief as I settled into my recliner on this particular evening; I needed to unwind before I could go to bed. I had caught a glance at several texts from the kids and needed to read them more thoroughly. 

We had five grandchildren and loved all the little pictures and videos their parents sent throughout the day. I giggled as I watched a video from Amanda. Their youngest daughter Sydney was strumming a pink guitar and singing her little heart out. 

I showed my husband, Jeff,  and we watched it several times. Although we couldn’t make out the words, it was no doubt the most adorable thing we’d ever seen! I responded with a short text back to Amanda, “How precious! What is she singing?” 

I began thinking about Amanda being home alone with the girls. Cortt was evangelizing out of state and their oldest daughter, Cortney, had her tonsils removed recently. I’d been so busy with dad, I felt bad for not checking on her more often. I was thinking I should probably make a plan to go and make sure they were doing okay; or maybe take them to lunch. 

I was lost in thought when I got a text from Amanda; it simply read, “Help me”.

I jumped up out of the chair in panic! This is what transpired in the text couple of minutes: 

Me - (almost screaming): Jeff, we need to go - get up! Amanda just text me and somethings wrong!

Jeff: What is it? What did she say?

Me - (putting on my shoes): I don’t know! She just text “Help me”; Come on! Let’s go! 

Jeff - (still sitting there with no visible plan to move): Just call her, 

Wanda, and ask her what’s wrong! There’s no sense in driving all the way out there until you know what’s going on! 

Me - (quickly calling Amanda): I’m almost afraid to call - if she could talk on the phone - she wouldn’t have text - she would have called! Something bad is happening! The phone is ringing… 

Amanda - (sleepily): Hello.

Me - (excitedly): What’s wrong?!

Amanda - (puzzled): What? What do you mean?

Me - (incredulously): You just text and said, “Help me” - what’s going on?

Amanda - (amused): You just text ME and asked what song Sydney was singing. She was singing, “Help Me”. 

Me - (embarrassedly laughing): Oh wow! That was like thirty minutes ago. I forgot I had even text you. You need to answer my text in full sentences! You scared me to death!

I hung up after a few minutes of chatting and checked my phone… it had literally been less than a minute between the two texts. 

The “Help Me” text gave us all a good laugh; right when we needed something to lighten the moment. We laughed every time we shared it with someone visiting dad. It was a totally hilarious moment. 

Dad didn’t get well. He passed away a couple of months after that; but for a few moments - we laughed. 

Life isn’t always fun; but there will definitely be funny moments we can share. 

Life isn’t always perfect; but there will be always be perfect moments we can cherish. 

Romans 15:13 Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Insignificant Toe

Reading through the Old Testament each year makes me grateful I was born in this dispensation of Grace. I often feel sorry for the prophets whose lives were directed by God as analogies of His impending judgment upon Israel. However, lately, I have wondered if God may be directing my life as an analogy as well.

Recently, at a private retreat - I was doing water aerobics - trying to be healthy and take care of my body. I was feeling good about my commitment to start each day with exercise. I didn’t realize how close to the pool’s edge I had drifted until the cement steps and my right foot connected! I knew by the excruciating pain and the audible crunch, that something was broken!
After accessing the situation, I thought, “Thank God it wasn’t one of my important toes!” I felt like it could have been worse - because it wasn’t my big toe - or even my pinky toe... it was the "this little piggy had roast beef" toe. However, the pain from that insignificant broken toe stopped me in my tracks!
I limped for two weeks... through the remainder of the retreat; then home, to church, through housework and laundry, packing and airports; then on to two Ladies Conferences! I had never even thought about that particular toe before! I guess I had taken it for granted. But for days... that toe was all I could think about! Every fiber in my body sent prayers and healing thoughts to that sweet little toe 24/7!
As I packed for the conferences on my schedule, I searched my closet for shoes that would fit over my swollen toe without squeezing it. Of course, the only ones that even half-way worked were casual sandals that had seen their better days! Regardless; I wore those silly shoes right up on the platform - and even changed my wardrobe, hoping to disguise the fabulous footwear!
Right in the middle of this "toe-tally" humiliating experience - God spoke so profoundly to me; “This situation is just like the body of Christ?”

No toe left behind!

What? Yes, sometimes even in the middle of revival, growth and good times - people get hurt.
The pain of the broken is excruciating; yet they feel they are of no value to the body. They feel unimportant and insignificant. In reality, when one member is hurting - the whole body just wants the pain and brokenness to stop!

Shortly after my injury, I learned that if I "Buddy-taped" the broken, wounded toe to a strong healthy toe, I could stabilize it. Altho the pain was still there - the warmth and stability of the stronger toe seemed to hasten the healing.
I pulled out my Bible and found myself reading the twelfth chapter of Romans. I made these notes as I noticed several verses speaking to my heart.

Verses 4 & 5: All of us have different gifts and qualities, but we’re members of the same body - the body of Christ. (You are important little toe! Just get well!)
Verse 9: Cling to the good. (Buddy-tape!)
Verse 10: Be kind to one another and honor one another. (Yes, I am icing and elevating this entire foot!)
Verse 12: Be patient in suffering and affliction. (Oh Lord! I am walking slower than a snail and look like I can’t afford a decent pair of shoes! Okay - I’ll be patient!) 

This unique message from God is two-fold. 

First of all, to the healthy members of the body
… please remember this:
The broken, wounded members among us need the strong, loving members to hold them together until they are healed and whole! Be patient and sensitive. Be okay with being the “buddy” they can be connected with. Be willing to be the strong one for as long as it takes them to recover and heal.

And then to the broken ones…
Don’t be stubborn and impatient! Use the “buddy-system”. Cling to the strong members. Seek help when you’re hurting. We will never be "Okay" until you are healed! 

I sent prayers of love and healing to every broken member of the body of Christ as I hobbled through my painful parable.
Whoever and wherever you are, I want you to know how crucial you are to the rest of us!
You are NOT insignificant!
We can't function 100% without your wholeness and strength.
Until healing comes to you, we will limp along - and pray for a miracle!
We will love and respect the part you play in the body more than ever before.
We will never take you for granted again!
Thank you for your support. You’ve been there, doing your part forever… unnoticed; invisible; unappreciated.
I apologize. And I feel like I’m speaking for every part of the body.
We want you to be whole and healed again… so we can run this race - and win!