3 But the people were thirsty for water there, and they grumbled against Moses. They said, “Why did you bring us up out of Egypt to make us and our children and livestock die of thirst?”
Exodus 17:3 NIV
Yesterday, I prayed for my friend Sandy’s thirst for God’s compassion concerning her mom’s quality of life. Unlike my friend, for me, I’ve noticed it’s easy for people to pray and or expect something so drastic as death when it’s not their life ending. As to why my friend’s words of concern about her mom’s fate really bothered me.
Looking back at things, for my mom, despite her health challenges or the doctors feeling she should die by suicidial assistance because she was sickly and old, my mom wanted to live. She believed God should make the decision as to when she would die. It was my mom’s life, her desire and her faith. And as her Power of Attorney (POA), I honored all three! Especially since, I’ve learned life is a gift that so many people fail to enjoy and my mom loved her life no matter how bad things became. Let’s pray!
Father, God, thank you for this life I live and deeply love. It’s truly a blessing. Let me always celebrate this gift that so many people take for granted and or don’t appreciate. Let me come to you everyday and especially on my day of entry into the world with thanksgiving. I pray for the souls that can’t see how wonderful life is, yet, they have a thirst to live. I ask that you open their spiritual eyes to the blessings of life and show them how to obtain joy. For it is joy that will help them to celebrate them and the life they were given. I also pray for people that mentally, emotionally and physically imprison others, thus, taking their victims God-given right to enjoy and celebrate life freely. Lord, I once heard prayer can go where 747’s can’t land. So, please hear my request and move expeditiously in freeing bound souls. Amen
Yesterday the struggle was real! OMG! I can not believe I was having withdrawals from being on Facebook. Today is a little better but I still have urges to log into my social media account to see what is currently happening in my friends, family, loved ones and the world. But! I’m not going to give into my desire. Instead, I’m committing to cleaning my kitchen and eradicating my emotions from the baggage of others.
As God would have it I was faced with choices concerning my torn relationship with my grand daughter. She sees me as a negative in her life and never a friend or a person that cares deeply for her and her outcome. My truth telling has hurt her beyond her ability to see logic. As a result, she tell private things about me in order to gain some type of satisfaction in shaming me before others. As if shaming me will fix what really ills her soul. Well any who how . . . . She has drawn her line in the sand and set her boundaries. They are loud and clear. I must and will respect them. With that stated, I don’t think she realize once she made her choices her decisions created choices for me.
I wish her well. At the moment their can never be a point return. Sometimes you must cut the cancer out in order for the body to survive.
Social media has not only taken the world by storm but it is creating storms in everyday life. From where I sit as a Facebook junkie, social media has moved from a tool to connect people to a place where people alternate between the roles of being pimps and whores seeking praise from the majority of readers. As a result, the effort to being popular is producing negative affects that quietly impacts towns, cities, states, countries and sometimes the world.
Not until recently did I learn that Facebook track where their users go and how often they visit those sites. The news was an eyebrow raising moment and was followed by an “hum.”
That’s when I realize social media’s presence is far more destructive than a category 5 hurricane or a F-5 tornado all because someone wants the metaphorically reach the moon first, and I was playing my part in them getting there.
Like everyone else I enjoyed having platforms to share knowledge and or thoughts. So, as a result, being heard has become a seductive aspect of social media and a tool for the creators to land on the moon with no regards to the people they exploit.
This is truly day one of no Facebook. The struggle with dealing with the withdraws is real but I love myself enough to overcome the challenge. God’s speed to all!
This drug seems to appeal to incredibly smart, talented, and particularly sensitive people. To me one of the most important battlefronts for today’s parents is the prevalence of prescription narcotics and the role they play in the social lives of young people. They’re regarded by young people as “harmless” because it’s just something your mom was prescribed for her back. It’s no big deal. But it’s essentially heroin. And once the prescription drugs are difficult to obtain, heroin is the next best solution. And it seems it’s almost impossible to kick…for many. Thanks everyone, for your kind words, thoughts and prayers. —Rachel McIntyre
Today, I had barely gotten the sleep nuggets out of my eyes when I stumbled to my computer. I needed to check my Facebook message center. I had made a promise to a young woman with a small family that I would teach her the art of couponing. Yes, I will teach others how to coupon. I think all people should coupon [chuckling to myself].
Well any-who-how, as I sat at the computer the first post that stared me in my face was from this guy I feel hates blacks. Honestly his posts usually scream I hate everything and especially blacks. And when he spreads his hate among his 2,000 friends, I try not to make comments on them. And when I make comments I’m usually involved in delusional conversations that sickens me to my stomach. Because from where I’m perched in life, I feel and have seen everyone with the ability to mess up their lives, to want something for free, to think they’ve been discriminated against for various reasons and such.
Why am I friends with him? I don’t know! I have mix emotions about him being on my feed but there are days when I learn from his disdain. There are days when I enjoy his wittiness on some subject matters he and I do agree on. But this post isn’t about him nor me.
This blog post is about the awareness of drugs, drug abuse, and realizing the misuse of drugs can affected anyone. Those who do drugs I keep close to my heart and in my prayers. Drugs are the things in life that do not and will never discriminate.
Drugs are given life when a person takes advantage of another human-being. Drugs are given life when those that feel they won’t become dependent on them take or use them for whatever reason. Drugs are given life when its value is worth more than the lives they destroy. So please take a moment to watch this video of a family tragedy that has turned into a forever heartache.
Betty Crocker has a .50/2 coupon on coupons.com and King Soopers/Kroger store sites. The coupon states you will receive a .50 cents discount. The discount is towards the purchase of two (2) boxes of Betty Crocker fruit snacks. This week at Kings/Kroger/Dillon’s Betty Crocker fruit snakes are 2/5.00. The coupon will make each box $2.25, however, in Colorado the coupon doubles to a $1 therefore making the items $1.99 for each box.
And if you don’t have children and have an extra $5.00 dollars to give. Please download the coupon to your Kroger/King card and buy this item to give. A child in your area could benefit from such a luxury.
I first heard the saying “kick rocks” from my husband. He had gotten upset on several occasions with one of his family members. Later he would say, “They can go and kick rocks.” Not wanting to appear ignorant I never asked what the expression meant. Yet from time to time I would use the saying in similar situations.
The other day I posted something on Facebook about me learning of Jodi Arias and a friend commented “Thanks for keeping us updated! Would not wanna b out the loop on this, lol.” I tried to play the comment off as a jokingly jester but truthfully I wanted to tell him to go “F” himself. And had I known the truest meaning for ‘kick rocks’ I would have put the saying as my response.
According to the Urban Dictionary telling someone to go and “kick rocks” has several meanings. And even though there were three meanings each contained basically the same connotations. Apparently telling someone to go and kick rocks mean “fuck off.”
A couple of days ago I was in the grocery store. And! Yes! I was couponing BIG FASHION! When I saw this guy from when I was young. I first met him through my step-brother. During that time they belonged to a local dance group. Well anywhohow, the man looked at me as if he was trying to place my face as his wife caught my mutual gaze. Rudely, I kept staring with amazement!
I know I should have cared and turned my focus elsewhere. But the ugliness of his wife would not let me stop gawking! I truly could not help myself! Thoughts of days gone by were flooding my mind as my eyes thought someone was playing a trick on me.
I was in shock! Absolute shock! And then my mind finally settled and whispered, “He ended up with that!”
Moral of this story:
I had such a crush on that guy but he didn’t like me [sad face]! And as a young woman back then rejection made me feel extremely ugly. So, to my dismay, I took the rejections of young men to heart. Sadly and eventually, I told myself I was ugly and my wounded spirit believed me. Regrettably, as a young woman I lived a life of not expecting good things; because, again, I thought I was ugly and unworthy of love.
When I saw the now older guy’s wife, and once the shock of what he married quickly wore off, I was reminded of an old cliché “beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder!”
Therefore, my message to young men and women is this : Never take to heart another person’s rejection when seeking romance, love, friendship and lasting relationships. There is someone for everyone. There are friends to be made and friendships to end. There is love and forever loved. Be patient! Live your life! Enjoy your life! You only come this way once! It would be a waste of your life to walk with your spiritual head flopping all over the place because someone rejected you. Rejection is a part of life and it is a very healthy part of growing.
Today I got a question asking if my husband’s daughter got the email we sent her nearly a week ago. Yes, she got the email and with her dad’s permission I’m posting her response.
I am not upset at all. Every statement is the truth. I know that about myself. I put unrealistic expectations on Jake. A friend of mine (who likes to counsel me for free) helped me see through the crap that I believe should be true. She helped me realize that I was spoon fed to be totally dependant on a man and he should take care of your every need. You shouldn’t have to work and you should be in tons of debt to reach that ‘American dream.’ The exact line is..’you aren’t a real member of society unless..’ And for so long I have believed that. I am 22 years old and have a monstrous amount of debt because I was told at a young age that that is how you are successful. No, it makes you stressed arena sick. There are ways to have those great things, like a house or a new car, without being overcome with a great amount of debt. It is called saving. Something Jake and I were never taught and are trying to teach ourselves now. It is very difficult. Because we were taught you weren’t anyone unless you have tons of material items. His step-dad is very materialistic. His mom isn’t but his step-dad, just like my mother, make you feel terrible about your accomplishments if they aren’t to their standards. I am working on my attitude everyday. Every morning I wake up and I think of something I am thankful for. I may not like my job but my coworke just gave me all of her Thursdays and my Fridays back. That means 30 hours a week instead of 10. And that means I will also quality for insurance through the union. I may hate getting up early but it keeps a roof over my head, it keeps food in my cabinets and so that I am able to buy Layla’s meds. I am working on not being too hard on Jake. That one is really hard because he isn’t great at staying on top of important things. And when he doesn’t stay on top of it it makes me feel like he has not been truthful with me. So many times in the past he has not been. We are working on it and d everyday is a new day.
A couple of days ago my husband and I emailed his daughter. Unfortunately, she struggles with self-worth. And the emails she sends her dad and I are often heart-wrenching. They cast a big shadow of gloom with no expected date of sunshine. Sometimes after reading her messages I want to just fly to her home state and gobble her up with the biggest hug. But that is impossible! So the next best thing is to write her emails of compassion with hope that my husband and I aren’t making things worse.
I’m sharing this email because I thought it was inspirational. It deals with the feelings of young people who often tend to lose their way because they are given bad advice. In all honesty, there is no guarantee that everyone that sets out on their life quest will finish first or finish last; all a person can do is their best.
After hearing about your struggles I can see how you arrived at your fleeting moments of feeling unsuccessful. Personally, Annette and I think you and Jake have been victims of bad advice. It doesn’t mean the person(s) that gave the advice meant you or Jake harm. It only means their information wasn’t conducive to the life and lifestyle you and Jake are seeking. Remember, sweetheart, success depends on how you view life and what you truly want out of life. And it’s fulfilling your dreams and not the desires of others that give meaning to being successfully satisfied.
Sadly, sweetie, people now days like being sold pipe-dreams. I hope you’re not one of them. Because the number one problem for most young people and couples are unrealistic ambitions that become constant let downs. And once a person or a relationship reaches their limits with life disappointment most often desperation sets in with other negative feelings. And sadly when that happens most, if not all, find themselves and their relationships in positions of compromise.
Jake is young and he have made some mistakes. He is paying for some of those mistakes. Or would it be better for me to write he has adjusted his life to accommodate the consequence of many of his choices?
You are young. You’ve made some mistakes. And, like Jake, you are paying for some of those mistakes. Or would it be better for me to write that even you are finding ways to tailor your life to live with the consequence from the choices you made?
I’m not sure who is telling you that you should expect Jake to take care of you. And in all honesty something doesn’t set well with me about that expectation. I guess part of the reason that mindset doesn’t set well with me is because, it clips your wings as an individual, as a professional, as a woman, and eventually as a mother and mentor.
Another reason I believe that egocentric thought is harmful is because it defines or sets the tone for controlling and abusive relationships. And in most cases where one partner takes care of the other partner, qualified to pull their weight, the relationship always end bad. And each usually walks away feeling bitter and disappointed for different reasons. So with that said, again, I think you and Jake, more so you have been victims of bad advice; mainly, because their concept does not help you or Jake reach what you seek for your lives as a young couple and as young people.
Annette and I weren’t sure if we should say anything about your feelings of hopeless, especially Annette. She felt we needed to keep our nose out of yours and Jake’s business. But I cringed upon hearing her words, especially since she is such a good parent to her own children. Surely she could understand I want and have always wanted the best for my kids. And I know that last sentence comes as a shock to you! Laughter! But don’t be so shocked! And, yes, I want the best for you and your sisters. And, yes, I have cried over my decision but it was made in the best interest for all.
My dear sweet wife had a change of heart about writing the letter as you can see. And I’m glad! What started out as a short email, later a book, and now an email again has been carefully written to send a message of love and encouragement.
So, I echo the sentiments of my wife, “you and Jake are doing great!” But I think there is room for improvement. Speaking from experience and as a man who has been married several times, I have fallen out of love with my first wife and I thought I had fallen out of love and in love with the second wife. I noticed what kept and keeps my relationship together with my second wife is her ambition to help me help us. My second wife is not perfect but she has my back. And for a temporary moment I had forgotten that!
I hope the content of this email didn’t upset you.