Okay, so nobody really reads this thing, but I have to share a story that I think is hysterical. I have two children, neither of who are Christians. My son and his wife were following the Muslim religion for a while, no, not the terrorist one the original one which is very peaceful. Anyway, I'm not sure what they believe now, my son thinks that all organized religion is crazy. My daughter believed in God until attending a Catholic High School, go figure. So I watch my granddaughters a lot and pray for them a lot. My son and his wife have quite a few things to still figure out with life, yet they have 2 beautiful daughters and another child on the way. You see why I pray so much? My oldest granddaughter just turned 2, yes I said OLDEST!!! Again, see where the praying is so necessary? lol Well, by the grace of God, and the new found relationship I am establishing with my daughter in law, I have been taking the oldest to AWANA at my church. She's learning about God and there are many times when she wants a book that reaches for Grammy's Bible, probably because it is so big. I tell her that it's my Bible. We have been saying the very easy prayer of , "God is great, God is good, and we thank Him for this food", before eating.
I get on my Facebook page this morning to find a comment from my daughter in law on my page. She tells me that my little Rose is now calling paper "Bible" and when my son got upset and said "Oh, God" she folded her hands, closed her eyes and bowed her head ... lol ... Children are so awesome!!! My daughter in law laughed about it, not sure about my son, but so glad God is listening to my prayers and keeping these precious children in my life where I can, as my daughter in law jokingly said, be a "bad influence" on them!!!
GOD IS GREAT, GOD IS GOOD AND I THANK HIM FOR EVERYTHING!!!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Call Me Crazy
I often wonder what would happen to the world if, on Sunday, everyone refused to work or take their children to whatever practice was going on that day? I mean what if everyone, of course medical workers, police officers and things that are absolutely necessary would need to be available for obvious reasons, but what if everyone else just refused to work or do anything other than go to church and do a nice Sunday meal. The meal could be cooked on Saturday, or put in the slow cooker Saturday night before going to bed on low or medium, and turned a bit higher before heading to church. People would go home, kick off their shoes, eat a meal with their family, sit on the front porch with family and perhaps neighbors and/or friends. I think I want to live in a town like Mayberry ... I at least want to find one to visit. One store, one bank, one gas station, one post office, one school, one doctor and they are all closed on Sunday for church and family time.
I know I'm a dreamer, but what's wrong with dreaming about a better world. In my world kids still play outside in the spring, summer, fall and yes, even winter. They do so safely from any harm that involves them disappearing or being preyed upon by adults or even other children. Everyone is friends, there are no bullies. There are no prejudices or bigotry. Everyone works hard and they are friends who get together and talk in the evenings and have socials and town fairs. Women stay home and raise their children while men go out and make a living. Women understand that their job is to take care of their children, their man and their house and they are happy to do so. Men go out and make a living and make ends meet and know that the money they make is his and his wife's because she is tending to the other part of their life that is just as important, if not more, as what he does. He adores her for taking such good care of his children, his home and of his own needs. She is totally committed and thrilled to be his wife because he is so adoring of her. It works, and when things get tough or they have squabbles they aren't running to lawyers or talking divorce. They know that they will get through it and everything will be okay. Why? Because they live everyday with Jesus in their hearts, in their souls, and in their lives, through the words they use to the actions they do.
I know it sounds crazy...but what if everyone had the same dream as me but nobody else is willing to share it? Just imagine a world like mine. A world before bra burning, and cursing on t.v., sex on t.v., violence on t.v., God was in school everyday at the start of every morning listening to every child pray while one of them led the prayer over the intercom system. Following that was the Pledge of Allegiance because it was okay to love your country and those who fought to keep you free.
It really isn't so crazy. It existed once. (With exception to the prejudices and bigotries. That is why I made sure to include that part in my dream world.) Will we ever have it again? Probably not...there aren't enough people willing to stand up and fight for God. Fight for their rights as Christians. My mom has often told me that I have an old soul and was born too late. It isn't often that my mother and I agree, but I will say she is definitely right about this. Just don't tell her, okay? lol
Keep dreaming everyone, because you never know when someone, or many others will share your dream and it will become a reality. Do you think that Martin Luther King Jr. would have ever imagined his dream coming true so soon?
I know I'm a dreamer, but what's wrong with dreaming about a better world. In my world kids still play outside in the spring, summer, fall and yes, even winter. They do so safely from any harm that involves them disappearing or being preyed upon by adults or even other children. Everyone is friends, there are no bullies. There are no prejudices or bigotry. Everyone works hard and they are friends who get together and talk in the evenings and have socials and town fairs. Women stay home and raise their children while men go out and make a living. Women understand that their job is to take care of their children, their man and their house and they are happy to do so. Men go out and make a living and make ends meet and know that the money they make is his and his wife's because she is tending to the other part of their life that is just as important, if not more, as what he does. He adores her for taking such good care of his children, his home and of his own needs. She is totally committed and thrilled to be his wife because he is so adoring of her. It works, and when things get tough or they have squabbles they aren't running to lawyers or talking divorce. They know that they will get through it and everything will be okay. Why? Because they live everyday with Jesus in their hearts, in their souls, and in their lives, through the words they use to the actions they do.
I know it sounds crazy...but what if everyone had the same dream as me but nobody else is willing to share it? Just imagine a world like mine. A world before bra burning, and cursing on t.v., sex on t.v., violence on t.v., God was in school everyday at the start of every morning listening to every child pray while one of them led the prayer over the intercom system. Following that was the Pledge of Allegiance because it was okay to love your country and those who fought to keep you free.
It really isn't so crazy. It existed once. (With exception to the prejudices and bigotries. That is why I made sure to include that part in my dream world.) Will we ever have it again? Probably not...there aren't enough people willing to stand up and fight for God. Fight for their rights as Christians. My mom has often told me that I have an old soul and was born too late. It isn't often that my mother and I agree, but I will say she is definitely right about this. Just don't tell her, okay? lol
Keep dreaming everyone, because you never know when someone, or many others will share your dream and it will become a reality. Do you think that Martin Luther King Jr. would have ever imagined his dream coming true so soon?
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Empathy
As I sit here listening to "my" dog bark and whine because he wants in the house for the 2nd time within an hour, my mind is in deep concentration about something. I do not understand how a person, meaning me, can cry from reading a story about people I don't know, from watching a movie that most would consider a little sad and/or a little happy and even commercials leaving me feeling like the wimpiest person alive. Yet, with all this empathy that just pours out of me for all these people I know nothing about, and most aren't even real I cannot for the life of me understand why anyone would want a pet. I REALLY do not understand those people who have pets and treat them as if they are people. This boggles my mind. As much as these people boggle my mind, it boggles my mind just as much that I have the feelings or lack of feelings for these animals. Don't get me wrong, I would never harm an animal or sit back and watch one being abused. I have hit, with my car, 2 cats, who are my least favorite of pets, and one hoppy toad. I cried like a baby. I felt so bad and could only think of the poor children who the cats probably belonged to and the hoppy toad, well the poor little thing just didn't stand a chance and why couldn't he just hop faster?
When this dog moves on to doggy heaven, yes I have seen the movie, I make this solemn vow that there will never be another pet in this house. If it weren't for the fact that this dog belonged to my daughter and is 9 years old, and surely must be on it's last leg, I would not have him now. He is not a bad dog. He is a good dog for the most part. I do not understand how he can see the same postman 6 days a week at the same time, pull up to our mailbox, put mail into it and then drive off and think that he has to bark at him like he is protecting us. Now mind you that if that same mailman were to get out of his mail truck to deliver something to the door, the moment he walked on to the top step coming into our yard, the dog would not only stop barking, but begin to wag his tail and jump and carry on until the mailman pets him. Does this make sense to anyone else. I would love to understand this.
When I go to the door to let him out he jumps around like a prancing horse as if I'm going to forget about him, if he doesn't do the horse prance, and not let him out when I have said to him "okay" and he knows that is the whole purpose in going to the door. He will also stick his nose in the screen door as soon as I begin to open it and pull it open out of my hands, which to me is like a defiant child with no patience, when I go to let him in.
Oh yeah, and is it just me or do most others believe that people who "dress" their animals in "cute" clothes ought to be locked up in "cute" foam rooms? They have fur ... it's there for a reason. It seems like mostly old people do this. Makes me want to get an old woman who does this to her dog and is also going through menopause, which I am, and wait for a bad hot flash and decide to put a cute little pink sweater on her. God made these animals with fur for a reason...THEY DON'T NEED CLOTHES!!!
Okay, I think I am done. Rest assured that if I ever get the chance to buy some property it will be far enough away from any animals and there will not be any allowed on my property. Unless they are deer and someone is coming to hunt them!!!
These feelings make me feel like an awful and mean person. Do you think that maybe God gave me so much empathy for humans that there was none left for animals? Just to point out that I also know someone who would step over a dying person, if they didn't like them, but has crawled into a sewer to rescue a whimpering dog. So maybe I got her empathy for humans and she got mine for the animals? HMMM ... is this possible?
When this dog moves on to doggy heaven, yes I have seen the movie, I make this solemn vow that there will never be another pet in this house. If it weren't for the fact that this dog belonged to my daughter and is 9 years old, and surely must be on it's last leg, I would not have him now. He is not a bad dog. He is a good dog for the most part. I do not understand how he can see the same postman 6 days a week at the same time, pull up to our mailbox, put mail into it and then drive off and think that he has to bark at him like he is protecting us. Now mind you that if that same mailman were to get out of his mail truck to deliver something to the door, the moment he walked on to the top step coming into our yard, the dog would not only stop barking, but begin to wag his tail and jump and carry on until the mailman pets him. Does this make sense to anyone else. I would love to understand this.
When I go to the door to let him out he jumps around like a prancing horse as if I'm going to forget about him, if he doesn't do the horse prance, and not let him out when I have said to him "okay" and he knows that is the whole purpose in going to the door. He will also stick his nose in the screen door as soon as I begin to open it and pull it open out of my hands, which to me is like a defiant child with no patience, when I go to let him in.
Oh yeah, and is it just me or do most others believe that people who "dress" their animals in "cute" clothes ought to be locked up in "cute" foam rooms? They have fur ... it's there for a reason. It seems like mostly old people do this. Makes me want to get an old woman who does this to her dog and is also going through menopause, which I am, and wait for a bad hot flash and decide to put a cute little pink sweater on her. God made these animals with fur for a reason...THEY DON'T NEED CLOTHES!!!
Okay, I think I am done. Rest assured that if I ever get the chance to buy some property it will be far enough away from any animals and there will not be any allowed on my property. Unless they are deer and someone is coming to hunt them!!!
These feelings make me feel like an awful and mean person. Do you think that maybe God gave me so much empathy for humans that there was none left for animals? Just to point out that I also know someone who would step over a dying person, if they didn't like them, but has crawled into a sewer to rescue a whimpering dog. So maybe I got her empathy for humans and she got mine for the animals? HMMM ... is this possible?
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