Daily Prompt: Forever Faithful and Grateful

God Bless everyone with Hope and Peace for our New Year 2016

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You can’t be faithful to God and have an ungrateful heart.  Most that don’t believe in God or do believe but choose to hate Him and try to defile Him in all that they do seem to have a childish mindset that God is like a genie that grants wishes.  They don’t get what they want out of their life so blame God or think because they make bad choices and have poor impulse control that God does not exist.

The only people who can think this way are those that were not taught spiritual truth.  The term is “walking in the dark.”  They say ignorance is bliss but in the long run it really is death.  Man will be held accountable for deliberate ignorance.  God knows if you know something is wrong but choose to do it anyway or when you find something out that you know is true but try…

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Daily Prompt: Fearful to Fearless

I can’t say for sure what happened.

As a child that was extremely abused and neglected by my parents.  I was afraid of everything and everyone when I was young.  I was considered “shy” as I got older and thought that it was normal to be scared to the point of constantly sweating and not being able to concentrate because I was always on “high alert” for any danger.  I prayed I wouldn’t be called on by the teachers or picked on by other kids.  I didn’t have many friends as a result.  I learned to be hyper-vigilant so I could try to defend myself from all the possible dangers this world had in store.  My younger sister, who was a head taller and big-boned, was always my bodyguard when she could be.  She was two years behind me so was only in my schools when I was a Senior and she was a Freshman.    I sometimes wondered if I was switched at birth because there was no way I could have been related to the aggressive loud-mouths in my family.

I didn’t realize at the time I was probably suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder since this is a relatively new thing.  My other siblings appeared angry and aggressive and never seemed to fear things.  They were not raised with a Christian Aunt as I was and did not have the Golden Rule instilled in their very psyche.

I followed that Golden Rule to the letter until the last number of years of my life.  I blame menopause for my irritability and that I never give any mean acting person the benefit of the doubt if they dare try to play me or give me a hard time.  It’s either hormonal problems or I’ve developed schizophrenia.  I will usually lay right into them.  Since anger and irritability is a symptom of many in menopause, I feel pretty secure to know I’ve just become an “old bitty” as they used to say.  All I know is I’m brave as heck now.  I have no shyness and others seem to sense the fact that I sometimes wreak anger and don’t mess with me.  I actually have developed that “chip on the shoulder, make my day” attitude which is sad really.  As a result, I still don’t have many friends.

Daily Prompt: HELP!

I have pretty much been on my own when I’m sick.  I know to keep certain things on hand “just in case.”  You know, sick food.  I never take any over the counter meds for colds or flu.  Just some chicken soup, Jewish penicillin, bread for toast and tea.  People from dysfunctional homes are usually on their own in these cases, even as children.

This was about the last time I had help when I was seriously ill.  It was Christmas time 1958, I was seven, and I had just lost my dear Aunt Ruth.  I sometimes wonder if I became deathly ill after she died so I could join her in heaven.  I was just getting over Scarlet Fever and was still so ill I didn’t even care it was Christmas time, even though it was my favorite time of year.  I can still remember the torturous feeling of being picked up, carried and being propped in a chair, suffering and delirious with fever but my parents insisted I should be with the rest of the family whether I wanted to be there or not and with no thought to the other children getting it.  They just told them to “stay away from me.”  From this picture, I don’t think they had to be told.

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Me looking more like Dracula’s daughter than a child at Christmas.

I believe this act actually saved my life because I could feel I was trying to slip away from this world.  Anyone who’s ever been seriously ill knows what I’m speaking of.  I’ve had major surgeries and very ill at other times, even to the point of hospitalization, but this was something different.  This was a feeling of complete detachment and readying of my spirit to go home.

The Miracle of Mother Teresa?

Was Mother Teresa responsible for my transformation in finding Jesus?

In the summer of 1997 I applied for an accounting position in the bank that I had been employed with for the last eight years.  I had gone from part-time teller in a branch to lead teller and substitute administrative assistant as well as training all the new tellers in our area.  I had been trained in Management as well because the bank liked to cover their bases and save money as well.  By training some of us in other areas, we were able to cover for people in higher positions without the bank having to give us that title or the raise that was supposed to go with it.

As soon as I started in the accounting department I was hired in, I realized it was a BIG mistake.  My manager was a crazy person and she ran the department like a sweat shop.  I use this term because one of her bosses described it using those words on my final day and said he did not blame me for moving on, after being there for two years. I guarantee I would not have stayed there that long and gotten the experience needed for my next job if I had not received “the poem.”

I told my mother and sister what a nightmare the place was at the beginning.  There were a number of young women that collapsed at work from exhaustion as well as one woman in the next department, a little older than myself, that died of a heart attack on the job.  The next day there was a flower at her empty desk.  Some tribute to a life taken from pushing people past their endurance. It was just too disturbing for me.  There was absolutely no excuse to drive people at this pace to where they become physically ill.  There were a lot of call offs as well as people quitting.  This explains why there was always an opening there.

My sister called me one day to say that she was at our mothers when a magazine my grandmother used to subscribe to arrived at the house and they were discussing how strange that they would send a copy of this magazine to my grandmother since she had passed away many years before.  She called to say that she thought she was supposed to see it because she thought she was supposed to show me a poem in it called “Mother Teresa’s Prayer.”  She just said I think I’m supposed to give you this poem so she sent it to me in the mail and I put it up in my cubicle.  She was right, I was supposed to see it because it stopped me from getting upset or walking out many times.  It was a reminder of how even when things suck, you need to suck it up and “do it anyway.”

My sister and I lived with our great-aunt Ruth and grandmother when we were young.  My sister being two years younger does not remember as many things as I did from our Christian aunt’s influence.  Our parents are both unbelievers who scoff at the idea of there being a God.  They were immature, abusive and neglectful parents that should never have had children but did.  Both of them being brain-damaged did not help anything either.  They both “managed” and I’m sure our lives could have been worse, but we were always beaten down and laughed at about everything.  There was never any mercy or someone saying “oh, well, kids will be kids.”  The minute you made one mistake, they jumped on you with both feet and you always knew how much you were despised. Our other relatives were not like this.

Every one of my siblings were substance abusers and severe overeaters trying to fill the void of not being loved as a child.  I was the oldest and I do believe that my aunt’s love sustained me because someone loved me and I loved her, even though she went home to be with the Lord when I was seven.  I drank once in a while when I was younger and married but stopped after I was divorced and taking care of two children and working.  I imagine I was not prone to alcoholism that ran in my family or I just thought more of myself.  I always knew I was special and talented and didn’t care what people said about me.  Well maybe a little.  (felt I needed to lay down some background to my earlier life to make my point.)

After I left the sweat shop I took “Mother Teresa’s Prayer” with me to my next two jobs before early retirement was sort of forced on me.  Not being Catholic or even raised in a Christian home, I always knew who Jesus was but was curious about Mother Teresa so I bought a book I came across “Mother Teresa in my Own Words” and found it fascinating.  I realized I could never do what she did.  I know we are not all cut out for the same thing.  Mother Teresa struggled all the time doing the right thing.  She did not do it to “live her dream” but to live God’s.  This is the way we are all supposed to live and I know this now.

I was never into the Bible.  I went to church now and again and was once a regular member of a church with my husband and children for a number of years.  After I was divorced, I could never really make myself go back to them.  I didn’t even like reading the Bible, especially the Old Testament.  I am still not a religious person, but I do love Jesus and everything He did for anyone who believes.  I don’t understand those that refuse to see the reality in all that he told us and did for others.  It’s very simple and it should be quite natural to have a heart for God, even the laziest of us.  I believe it’s much harder to do the wrong thing, takes more energy than to just do what is right.

Maybe it’s just a “coincidence” that a magazine arrived addressed to my grandmother, who had lived with my mother, considering she had passed over 10 years earlier and that my sister said she was supposed to give that poem to me but after I read her book and let the words of this poem get down deep inside of me, I started reading the New testament and really started getting strong into the word.  It turned my life around completely in everything that I did.  When you are living a sloppy and undisciplined life and decide to change, watch who your friends still are.  Sometimes you will stop talking, sometimes it’s them who will not like the change in you.

I have done some backsliding  after my personal crisis involving a non-believing family member a number of years ago that still has not completely played out but that is another story too long to mention at this time.  I don’t worry, I still have my faith and know that God is not done with me yet!

For those of you not familiar with it, here is a copy of “Do It Anyway.”  I have also heard it called “Anyway” and “Mother Teresa’s Prayer.”  It is supposedly authored by Kent M Keith but she kept it on her wall and apparently added the last line.

Do It Anyway

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful,
you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.
Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.
Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten.
Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.
Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway.

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Tips for Staying out of Hell

Keep the commandments and that really includes not killing anyone for any reason.  I guess if someone forces your hand by physically attacking you or yours first, God will judge accordingly.

Someone once said “the road to hell is paved with good intentions” but I don’t really think planning something good and not acting on it would get you damned for all eternity.  I’ve known lots of lazy people and I don’t equate not having gumption or passion as evil.  I tend to believe that planning something evil you never act on would be more apt to send your soul to hell, Biblically speaking.  Now look at all the evil intent acted on.  Special hot seat for that, I would think.

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Jesus said that if you loved Him you would keep His commandments of loving God and loving one another.  There is nothing about our current culture in America that shows there is any keeping of these commandments, especially the first one.  Even most comments you see on social media say “God is dead” and that rumor was started back in the 1960’s by someone on drugs, so you know it must be true! (Sarcasm)

As long as some nitwit says God is dead, then lets just do whatever we want for the moment that makes us feel good!  Lets just act on every animal urge we have!  Oh wait, that might not work out in a society with other people that are doing the same thing and we all think differently.  This is why we have always had specific social mores that were accepted as the norm and practiced by all in any civilized society.  If you thought differently and acted on it, you kept it hidden.  In the closet was the term some used, and for good reason.  Even if you had unnatural urges or desires that you refused to ignore, you did care about your standing in the community as well as caring about offending and alienating others.  Now not only do these hypocritical bullies not care who they offend, but do it deliberately getting laws passed to protect their assaults and offenses to others in the name of their biased freedoms while at the same time denying anyone else their rights.

I believe the biggest example of perversion in our American society is the mass slaughter of the unborn by mothers with obviously no maternal instincts.  Drugs and alcohol destroy the brain and other organs, and sadly many of the women that get legal abortions are party girls.  I know this because I know many that have done this.  A number of them used to use legal abortions as birth control and there was never any limits or deterrents to this kind of behavior, which is very sad for the women involved and their unborn.  How low is a society that encourages and promotes any woman to be their worst as a human being?  Supporting someone in their sin is not helping them, except to indeed go further down a slope of self-hatred and complete inner destruction to where some of these women had to live out the rest of their days higher than a kite just to live with themselves after what their society let them do.

Just to save money on welfare the government spreads the liberal propaganda that this form of murder is “legal” in their eyes so it’s one of your “freedoms” or “rights.”  I have seen first hand the horror and destruction of having “freedom” to end your own child’s life.

Abortion is the biggest lie and biggest sin in America today and I’m not even going to get into the statistics of the poor little victims with no voice of their own and what they could have contributed to our world had they been allowed to live.

BAN ABORTIONS!

 

 

 

Daily Prompt: Sorry I’m Not Going With You

Is what I said to a woman I was friendly with but not friends with.  She was a woman I met right after I was divorced that always went to discos to pick up young men and I mean young!  I wasn’t exactly fond of how she treated others but she was OK as long as I went where she wanted to go and did everything she asked of me.  She was like that with everyone.  She was quite a bit older than I by over ten years and always tried to pass for someone much younger.  She always prided herself that she looked as young as her daughters that she sometimes would meet there.

I admit to her getting on my nerves at times with her rudeness, vanity and arrogance.  I would tell her so on occasion, but still kept putting up with it so I could have a Disco buddy.  Most of my other friends were married or didn’t believe in hanging out in dance halls.  One day she wanted me to go with her somewhere because she didn’t want to be alone.  I was busy and didn’t want to go and flat-out told her so.  Normally she would tell me to get fucked (she was very classy) or hang up on me if I said something she didn’t like on the phone.  She was used to getting her own way from everyone, and I actually was finally sick of it.  Sick of her attitude.  I knew she was upset because a much younger man had dumped her in a very cruel way and I tried to comfort her everyday for weeks.  I had finally had enough with her milking it in her usual selfish manner.

She was very angry and almost never spoke to me after that.  She refused to come to see my new home after I moved so I stopped talking to her altogether.

I think I should have helped her or at least told her to finally get lost, but I used to sort of feel sorry for the bitch.  And yes, she was a super-duper bitch.  You don’t know the half of it and I don’t like to tell tales out of school so we will end it here, but I did always feel bad for not going with her, even though she was obviously not really a friend to me.

Me Thinks Those in Charge Protest Too Much!

I have always thought that those that scream the loudest about someone’s rights were suspect somehow.  Sort of like the old Shakespearean quote of the lady protesting too much to cover up.  There is nothing kind or gentle about Sharia law or Islam in the way they treat one another, especially their women.  There are some Christians that believe in some things to the extreme themselves, but I don’t think I’m wrong in saying the beliefs of both of these religions are completely different.  If our government continues in protecting that which should not be protected and not protecting that which should be, our house will be divided and everyone knows a house divided against itself cannot stand.

I am angered and disgusted to see the response to America’s own Islamic terror attack with complete denial and indifference to the danger we are all in by our President on down.  How dare they call themselves someone who represents this country when they have shown quite the opposite.  How dare our Attorney General be more concerned with the black eye this mass murder gives to Islam then any concern they give to the safety of their citizens.  At the same time never addressing any other religions to back off the mass abuse and murder of Christians that has gone on in America and across the planet by the very people she is trying to defend.

Everyone knew what this attack was and why from the time it was committed and this was my fear when the identity of everyone was kept quiet, I’m sure by certain people’s direct orders.  This would have never gone on with Bush in office, I am sure.  The fact that our government was more concerned over protecting Islam’s image rather than having us know things to keep us safe is not acceptable! 

I for one rebuke evil in the name of Jesus and I rebuke any leader in my country that does not have the best interest of the citizens at heart.  If I’m talking about you, you need to leave your office because you are not fit to lead.  The position of President or Attorney General should not be held by the most popular.  The one that owes the most favors or has any extremist ideology and that includes liberalism.  All extremists are ill to a point and not able to see things clearly.  Those with logic and intellect can see what is happening in to our country and the people caused by a small group of liberal extremists that believe the wrong way is the only acceptable way.

They also do not believe in freedom of speech or any of any kind to those who do not share their liberal viewpoints.  The Attorney General has now threatened the citizens with imprisonment for merely speaking against Islam.  That kind of rhetoric is not acceptable in America, not sure where some of these leaders and appointees are really coming from or where their allegiance really lies.

God only knows what President Obama has in store for the American public tonight as he attempts to address the nation again with more liberal rhetoric and propaganda but I plan on bringing up these questions to him today in yet another email that will go ignored.  I can only try.

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God bless and protect all of His people in the name of Jesus.

But remember that prayer without action is nothing just like works without faith.   Read James complete second chapter.

People, keep your eyes open and don’t be afraid to report any and all odd behavior from neighbors, co-workers and the like.  Don’t be afraid to be thought of as a “hater” if you need to racially profile.  It may save a life.  Don’t be afraid to be yet another political prisoner if you dare to stick up for your rights as a citizen of this country.  God bless and Peace out!

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