Yes, I know, let’s not go there, shall we? MTHFR is the acronym for Methylenetetrahydrofolate reductase. It is a very common genetic deficiency (mutation simply sounds so decisive, as if nothing can be done to help alleviate the symptoms). Thankfully, there is help for this condition.


All of us have two of every gene. Sometimes, there is a SNP (pronounced snip) on one or both genes causing a deficiency. Someone with the MTHFR deficiency does not produce the enzyme methylenetetrahydrofolate reductase, which is responsible for eliminating toxins from the body, through a process called methylation. Some people with this condition have very serious symptoms and others go their whole lives unaware of the condition. This condition causes the inability of the body to hold onto B12 and B9.

Some of the health concerns from this deficiency are:

Venus Thrombosis.

Heart Disease.




Some practioner’s even suggest that

ADD/ADHD, Bi-Polar, Autism, Fibromyalgia, MS, among others, may be directly related to this genetic condition.

I am a researcher by nature so when a family member began to have some mental health concerns, I started researching. I came across information on MTHFR but wasn’t sure how to proceed and, unfortunately, it wasn’t until a full year and a half later that my family member was tested. I say unfortunately because this family member was subjected to too many harsh drugs over a long period of time that only exacerbated the situation making it worse than it should have been. There is a reason for this, as explained to us by our doctor. The neurological pathways in someone with this condition are stuck in the on or open position. When medication is introduced to help alleviate, for instance, anxiety or depression, it actual makes the situation worse. I can definitely attest to that. On the same token, if someone is experiencing anxiety or depression and is not receiving the right type and right amount of B12 and B9, they can exhibit signs of impulsivity, anger, erratic behavior, adiction, anxiety, depression and self -medicating.

If you or someone you know has any of these symptoms, I encourage you to do a genetic test, such as 23andme. Once you receive the link that your data is available, you can link it to a free service, like genetic genie and it will give you the information about any deficiency in relation to MTHFR, the methylation cycle and liver detox.

Once you have this information you can take it to a doctor that understands what MTHFR is all about and come up with a supplement protocol that works best for you. You may have to find a naturopathic, osteopathic or functional medical doctor because not many doctors understand the condition at the present time. Please don’t get discouraged they are out there and you may have to pay out of pocket but it is worth it to feel better. To enjoy living in your skin again! Also, what works for one person may not work for you. For example, what works for my loved one definitely does not work for me.

Get tested, find a knowledgeable doctor and work with him/her on a supplement protocol.

As for my loved one, completely off medication and enjoying life again!






I Point to Him

For the first time in many, many weeks, maybe even months, I am sitting at my writing desk inspired to write. We have a wonderfully large window in our living room that faces our front yard, which is recovering nicely from the drought and is a joy to look upon again. It has been my habit to rise early, open the curtains to the still dark world and spend sweet time with Jesus in prayer and study of His Word. When God gave me the word restored for this year I thought it would be an easy journey of healing. What I haven’t shared is a few weeks after I received restored God also told me, “Your life is about to change.” I didn’t realize the deep struggle emotionally, spiritually and physically restoration would be. But I can’t say I was unprepared because God did tell me things were about to change. It is akin to pregnancy. Hopefully the time leading up to labor is delightful and expectant and then labor happens and it can be long, intense and painful right before new birth. I have been praying for healing for a few years and simply because it has been harder than anything I have ever done, I don’t want to miss God’s answer to my prayers. I am learning to trust the process, to seek God and not rely on my own understanding and above all thank and praise Him.

A few weeks ago during worship at church Holy Spirit spoke to my heart and I sensed something wonderful was about to happen when Fall began. Yesterday was the first day of my favorite season, (I wish it could be Fall all year long!) and this morning I sit at my desk overwhelmed by Who He Is and his amazing grace.

I want so badly just to finally get well
But I don’t want a quick fix and emotional self
I will be honest with my humanity
No I’m not perfect and I don’t pretend to be. We Are Messengers.

I point to Him.


Standing Still


This is one of my most favoite verses. It speaks to my warrior heart. I can’t tell you how often I need this reminder, especially when the enemy is ‘barking up the wrong tree’! It helps me to remember that my fight is not with my words or actions, that my power as a warrior AND an ambassador to the kingdom of God is through prayer and the power of the Holy Spirit within me. Isn’t it a relief to know that Jesus consumes and devours our foes?

#standstill #shatteringstrongholds



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Recently, my husband and I saw Transformers: The Last Knight.™ I don’t care how many times the classic story of good versus evil is reworked when the end product is a Transformer movie!

My favorite scene in the entire movie, and I apologize if you haven’t seen this movie and intend too, is when Optimus Prime is battling his brother turned nemeses Megatron. Their otherworldly transformer swords slashing through the air, each attempting to make the final blow. All the while Megatron in hurling insults at Optimus Prime to no avail, when he decides to appeal to Optimus Primes emotions by saying, “We were brothers once.” Somehow, I don’t envision the two of them playing nicely on the school yard. Then Optimus Prime utters the best line in the entire movie.

“Did you forget who I am?”

Sometimes, many times, our sojourn of faith can be like Megatron’s memory. We forget who God is. We attempt this life by doing things in our own power. We forget or maybe we simply don’t believe the truth of how much God loves us and how much he wants to be a part of our life. We forget he has an answer and solution for every situation we find ourselves. We forget what it means to wait on the Lord and be patient for his answer. We forget about His perfect timing and that His ways and thoughts are higher than ours.

Choose to stay in His word everyday, because, lets face reality, our hearts aren’t simply prone to wander, they DO wander! Choosing Him daily and consistently builds our memory of Who he Is and His faithfulness, His love, and His grace toward us.

The next time you step on to the battlefield, don’t forget Who he Is and always ask him how you ought to fight!


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Adventures in D.C.

Yesterday I took a day off from writing and did a lot of observing. It was quite the adventurous day! I started by making the hour walk from where I am staying to the Newseum and by day’s end I had walked 10 miles and burned over 1200 calories, but who is counting?!

Along the way I stopped for a bottle of water because a gal gets thirsty when the temperature is 97 degrees and the humidity is 100% at 10am. That is a bit of an exaggeration, at least it felt 100%. At the counter I handed the cashier my money and looked down for a few moments. Aretha Franklin was playing on the radio…RESPECT, (enjoy singing that all day, you are welcome.), and I was bee bopping. When I looked up to retrieve my change the cashier was sitting there, holding my money with the biggest smile on her face. I returned her smile and simply said, “I love Motown.” I made no excuses. Let me tell you, for the rest of my walk and even on the way home that song stuck with me. At every stoplight I had to wait I was dancing to the music in my head. It’s okay, I’m in D.C., and even if I wasn’t I would still dance to the music in my head!

My next stop was at Bolt Burger. If you are ever in the area I highly recommend stopping for a bite to eat! I had a delicious burger with bacon, tomato and red onion slices, and chunks of blue cheese over a bed of spring mix that was delicately tossed with olive oil and vinegar and blue cheese dressing on the side. D.C. has this protein style down! While at Bolt Burger I sat outside next to three young professionals and listened to their conversation, yes, I was eavesdropping. It saddened me to hear them complaining about their bosses’ who had sent them, instead of asking them, to attend a conference that would help them in their career.

After my bite to eat I continued on to the Newseum and was thankful to arrive and enter into some air conditioning for a little while. I’ll give you some of the highlights I enjoyed as there are six floors to cover. I enjoyed the FBI section with exhibits from fugitives, to foreign and homeland terrorism and artifacts from 9/11. There are sections of the Berlin Wall that were a gift from Germany along with one of the death towers that lined the Wall keeping watch for escapees before the wall fell. On one of the upper floors there is what once was the tallest communications tower that sat on top of one of the World Trade Towers. On this floor there is also an artifact from UAL flight 93, but you will have to wait until my blog on September 11, to hear about the significance of this to me and my family.

Having absorbed all I could from the Newseum, I decided to head back to where I am staying. Along the way I decided to stop at Starbucks and get an iced coffee. As I was waiting for my drink, the gal called my name and a man standing near me said to his companions, “There you go, Terese, that is a good name.” I looked at him and said, “Yes, with and ‘e’ not an ‘a’.” He proceeded to tell me he was an author and that my name would be a good elf name in his next novel. I told him I was an author as well and that I expected to see my name in his next book!

Continuing on, I entered my destination into the maps app on my phone and started walking. Still singing with Aretha in my head, “R-E-S-P-E-C-T” as I approached a group of older men, sitting on a low concrete wall, and talking. I smiled at them and one of the men returned my smile with a huge smile of his own and said to me, “You look like you are having a good day.” I replied, “I have the joy of the Lord in my heart!” He smiled even more, pointed his finger upward and encouraged me to enjoy the rest of my day.

I kept walking when the strangest thing happened. The map app guided me to the left when I really could have continued straight ahead. Following the app, because GPS is never wrong, I turned left and began walking in an area that is currently under construction and some parts could be considered undesirable according to the world’s standard. I kept thinking to myself, “Why did the app send me this way?” Then I saw her. She was standing on the corner, crutches under her arms and a shoe boot on her foot and she looked like she was wearing and carrying everything she owned. I could tell she needed to get across the street but was hesitant about stepping off the curb. As I rounded the corner and was making my way up the street,  I heard an inner voice say, “Go help her across the street.” At first I ignored this thought and continued walking. Again I heard, “Go help her across the street.” So I turned around and asked her if she needed help across the street. She indicated that she did. I put my arm around her waist and told her to put her weight on me as I made sure the approaching cars stopped. She was very appreciative and kept calling me mommy, which may be a term of respect or endearment from another culture. I say this because she had an accent. We said our goodbyes and as I was walking off she called out, “Thank you mommy!”

Finally, I was back at the place I am staying, tired, but thankful that gold and silver I have not but I have Jesus and He is a free for all who will receive Him.

Then I took a nap!



This Little Light of Mine


It is said that a Chinese military strategist wrote a message on a sky lantern summoning help when enemy troops began encroaching his position.

This morning as I was praying I saw a single sky lantern hanging on a shepherd’s hook gently swaying in the breeze. As I asked God about this lantern Psalm 119:105 came to mind. I then saw feet fitted with ancient sandals and I as I continued to pray and ask God about these sandals and how they fit with the vision of the sky lantern He gave me Isaiah 52:7.

How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that brings good tidings, that publishes peace; that brings good tidings of good, that publishes salvation; that says unto Zion, Your God reigns! Isaiah 52:7; emphasis added.

Isaiah 52:7 happens to be one of my life verses for the ministry that God has called me to participate in with others throughout the Body of Christ and use the gifts of speaking, teaching and writing that Holy Spirit has blessed me with.

This is what I believe Jesus wants you and me to understand. He is the Good Shepherd and the Light of the world. He has left all of us to walk in His sandals sharing the Good News of the gospel. As we do He lights our path and our feet so we can see clearly where he is calling us. He illuminates the position of the enemy and gives us his Word with detailed instructions on how to walk victoriously amid the attacks of Satan.

Precious One your Light is a beacon to all those being saved. LET.IT.SHINE!


©Terese Belme/Hope For Today 2017.

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