INFORMATION

22 06 2011

I am certainly not a Theologian in any sense of the word and don’t want anyone to think that I know much, but thought you might enjoy having this little bit of information.

I grew up in a Protestant church where The Blessed Virgin Mary was never mentioned except at Christmas time and then in the same sentence with the Infant Jesus.  I became a Catholic at the age of 21 or so and did not and really could not accept The Blessed Virgin Mary as anyone very special in my life.  I respected her greatly, but really had no connective feeling towards her.  But in raising children and particularly my retarded child, I began to turn to The Blessed Virgin because I needed her.  I needed that connection because I knew She would understand what I needed and wanted for my children.   After all, She had already been there in Her life and just look what She had managed to endure as Jesus’ Mother.  So, after one particularly bad day, I found myself kneeling beside the bed of my sleeping daughter and begging The Blessed Virgin to please help me through this particular time.  And She did.  And She has ever since then.  So I have a very close feeling towards The Blessed Virgin now.

I am telling this for a purpose.  Just stay with me for a few more minutes.  Many years ago, our country,  the United States of America was Consecrated to The Immaculate Heart of the Blessed Virgin Mary.  This means our country was actually placed within Her Heart to be protected from all harm.  This might be hard to believe, but it is most definitely true.  I know most people feel that if that were so, why do we have so many problems here.  But problems can be allowed and we are still kept safe and protected.  After all, we really have not had a war here.  And most of the time, most of us live a pretty good life.

At the turn of the century into the year 2000, a lot of people expected a ‘big bang happening’ because so many people felt that at last Jesus Christ was coming.  Well, those of us who have studied some of  The Blessed Virgin’s apparitions know that She has been given the job of preparing us all for this Second Coming of Christ.  You have to really look for the changes, but they are there.  Look how many people have been recently caught and jailed because they have lied, cheated, stole, or committed crimes against their fellow man.  Every day you can read it in the papers, hear it on television, or on the radio that someone else has been caught for whatever they have done many years ago.  And that number is increasing almost every day.

So, my point is, don’t worry much about what is going on politically or nationally or even locally with regard to this country.  The Blessed Virgin is in charge of our country and She will keep us all safe from all harm.  Just watch and wait.  She is now in the process of cleaning house and preparing us all for that time.

Watch!  You will begin to see the changes.  Turn to The Blessed Virgin Mary with your requests and your prayers.  She will definitely help  you each and every day.  And then She will lead you gently on in your life.





WOULD LIKE TO GO HOME

20 06 2011

Sometimes  I feel like I would like to go home.  Only home is different places at different times.  Right now, I sure would like to go home, back to when my children were all at home, under my feet every day, full of questions and fun and laughter.  I really don’t want to go back to that time, but it would feel nice to be there for a while.  In my kitchen in the afternoons when the school day was over, the children all came in, plopping down their school books, grabbing a snack and talking fast as could be.

I miss that moment and that laughter as they each came home.  I miss the younger ones looking so forward to the older ones coming in the door.  I miss the afternoon snack around the table and the constant chatter as they talked about all their interests for the day.  It was really a lot of fun.  And I enjoyed every single moment of it.  Such a great experience.  God has been so good to me to allow me to have those six children and to be able to care for them every day and to relish the moments we all shared.

My husband traveled a great deal so most of the time I was on my own.  I never really minded that at all.  It was nice to plan my days and do as I pleased, not having to make sure I looked great in the evenings, etc.  I love to read and would sit on the deck and read all I wanted to.  Then I could plan to do my washing or my ironing or vacuuming as I pleased.  It was not unusual to see me dusting at midnight if I chose to.  I never was much of a tv watcher so I did not have to sit down frequently and watch the boob tube.  I just enjoyed whatever I was doing at the time.

I cooked a lot and fed those children great meals without a lot of fuss and bother.  We enjoyed one another or at least I think we did.  I would have liked to sit down and play card games with them but that was virtually impossible in my home as the little children were always interrupting and not really understanding why we were at the table and excluding them.   So we never got to do that much.

But in thinking about it all today, I sure would like to go home.  But as they say, ‘home is where the heart is’ so guess I am already home all the time.  My heart is truly full of happiness as I think about those wonderful days.





18 06 2011

The whole answer to raising great children is the discipline that you do as a parent.  Now, this is not hard to do.  Just say what you mean and mean what you say!  That’s really all there  is to it.  Then the children respect what you say and will mind and also will appreciate that you did this for them when they were growing up.

One lady I know argues with her children all the time.  She tells them what to do and then they start arguing and they keep that up until she gives up.  They have won and do not know it, of course, but they actually have lost.   Because they now have a way of life stretching before them where they argue all the time over every little thing.  What a waste.  And they may never figure out why their life and the lives of those nearest and dearest to them is a shambles.  Arguing does that to a person.

If you want your son to carry out the garbage, just ask him nicely to do it.  If he complains or argues about it, repeat your request one more time and then do not talk about it anymore.  He will soon get the idea and carry out the garbage.  It is not necessary to ruin your day nor his by becoming upset.  You have stated your request.  He will do it.  I taught kindergarten for awhile and learned there that if a child balked about something, the teacher just simply said, ‘you will do this’ and the child did.  Simple, almost too simple to believe.

No need for trouble, no need for arguing, no need for upsets over simple things in life.  Your child will soon learn that in order to have a happy life, he needs to mind.  And he will.  And he will also respect you for that.  If there is need for more discipline, then have a set routine for that.  Of course that always depends upon the age of the child.  Some of my children still laugh about the fact they spent a lot of time while teens playing basketball on the driveway because they were grounded for one reason or another.  It worked though.

When they were younger, there were simple things like denying a treat or a favor.  Later on, it was the denial of telephone privileges.  Just do what works best for you.  But the most important thing is to say what you mean and mean what you say.   And then do not ever argue the point.  End of subject.





RAISING GREAT CHILDREN

18 06 2011

The whole answer to raising great children is the discipline that you do as a parent.  Now, this is not hard to do.  Just say what you mean and mean what you say!  That’s really all there  is to it.  Then the children respect what you say and will mind and also will appreciate that you did this for them when they were growing up.

One lady I know argues with her children all the time.  She tells them what to do and then they start arguing and they keep that up until she gives up.  They have won and do not know it, of course, but they actually have lost.   Because they now have a way of life stretching before them where they argue all the time over every little thing.  What a waste.  And they may never figure out why their life and the lives of those nearest and dearest to them is a shambles.  Arguing does that to a person.

If you want your son to carry out the garbage, just ask him nicely to do it.  If he complains or argues about it, repeat your request one more time and then do not talk about it anymore.  He will soon get the idea and carry out the garbage.  It is not necessary to ruin your day nor his by becoming upset.  You have stated your request.  He will do it.  I taught kindergarten for awhile and learned there that if a child balked about something, the teacher just simply said, ‘you will do this’ and the child did.  Simple, almost too simple to believe.

No need for trouble, no need for arguing, no need for upsets over simple things in life.  Your child will soon learn that in order to have a happy life, he needs to mind.  And he will.  And he will also respect you for that.  If there is need for more discipline, then have a set routine for that.  Of course that always depends upon the age of the child.  Some of my children still laugh about the fact they spent a lot of time while teens playing basketball on the driveway because they were grounded for one reason or another.  It worked though.

When they were younger, there were simple things like denying a treat or a favor.  Later on, it was the denial of telephone privileges.  Just do what works best for you.  But the most important thing is to say what you mean and mean what you say.   And then do not ever argue the point.  End of subject.





SEX SURVEY

17 06 2011

Along about 1957 or so, there was a massive survey done in this country.   The results were astounding.  They told us via newspapers, television, radio, and anything else handy, that everyone was involved in extra-marital sex.  It was rampant all over the country.  No doubt about it.  And not with just one or two partners but with dozens.  Why, everyone was doing it every day.  I don’t know how the housewives were working it all in between washing all those loads of clothes.  At that time, they were still hanging their clothes on the line, so they really had to get with it in order to do all their housework including washing and drying the dishes and cooking three meals a day.  And now, they all were involved in extra-marital sex.  I guess out by the clotheslines.

I lived in a very nice neighborhood and no one I ever knew was involved in extra-marital sex.  All our husbands were traveling salesmen. And not a single one of them had time nor money nor interest in extra-marital sex.  I don’t know who was doing all this, but obviously someone was.  Why?  Because that survey said so.

Anyway, the survey was touted everywhere.  Every time we turned on the television set, it was being reported again.  And the radio was full of this stuff.  And newspapers had it plastered all over the front page every morning.

And then, after all that publicity, all that noise, the survey was found to be a fraud, one great big lie.  The survey was tainted from the beginning, but was reported anyway.  After it was found to be fraudulent, the television, the radio, and the newspapers were all very quiet.  They never made all that noise about the survey again.  They didn’t bother to tell the public that the survey was a fraud and all our neighbors were NOT out having extra-marital sex.  They didn’t say over and over again that the survey did not depict American society as it really was.  We were all very nice people. We were family oriented and happy with our daily lives.   Oh, no, they never bothered saying any of that.

But the one big thing that the survey did for America was to make sex a popular subject.  No one had ever talked of sex publicly before, but they most certainly did now.  Every television show had some sort of sex remark somewhere in it.  Every radio show had the same.  It was all so funny.   Why, everyone laughed at the innuendos.  It was just hilarious.  But the survey had opened the door now and no one could ever shut it again.   Isn’t that a shame.  We went from a very innocent society to one of innuendos and hidden remarks.  What a shame.

Personally, I preferred the innocence of society.  It was pretty nice back then.  Although every adult was well aware of sex and its ramifications, we still didn’t find it necessary to always be talking about it or making jokes.  Yes, it was pretty nice.





OUR WONDERFUL COUNTRY

9 06 2011

I have not traveled a lot in my lifetime, but enough to know that the United States of America is absolutely and positively the best place in the whole wide world.  Or at least it has been.  Not so sure with all the stuff in Washington these days.

But getting back to the subject, when I went anywhere to the south of the United States, the living conditions were deplorable.  Mud everywhere in almost every place.  Dirt floors in the dwelling places.  In the Amazon area, there were no windows or doors on the homes, dirt floors, mats for sleeping, no means of keeping clean anywhere.  Washing was done outside.  I’ll take my place right here any day of the year.

Then in St. Petersburg, Russia, it is like walking back into the 1920’s.  Electric wires strung above and across all the streets.  Old worn out trucks bringing the food to the neighborhood.  Women dressed in their long coats and head scarfs buying from the street vendor.  This is the way they  bought their milk and their bread and other things they needed on a daily basis.  Everyone looks unhappy and I guess they probably are.  They have no idea how wonderful it is to live in the United States.

We went into their so-called museum where they kept their precious keepsakes.  There was a lady sitting in each room in a rocking chair and watching everyone who came into that particular room.  They were so afraid someone might steal something, like they had anything to steal in the first place.  Their precious items were very sparse and almost non-existent.  Very little of any value.  I saw one ‘grand ballroom’ that was about the size of a large living room.  Paintings on the walls were very nice, but except for that, there was nothing of any value in the room.

As we came out of that particular museum, there was a small band to greet us.  They were playing ‘Hello Dolly’ and waiting for the Americans to donate something in their hat.

The guide told us most people live in apartments with several other families.  I sure would not want to do that.  And, he said, the quarters were very cramped.  But this was the best they had to offer.

I don’t know about you, but I am so grateful to Almighty God that I live in this wonderful country.  How lucky we are.  Thank You, Dear God.





THIS BIOLOGICAL THING

7 06 2011

My husband died several years ago and I notice that I miss him less all the time.  But my parents died a long time ago and I notice that I miss them more all the time.  I wonder if this is a biological thing.

I don’t mean that I didn’t love my husband because I did.  And I have done my share of proper grieving.  But the grief is just dulled now.  But with my parents, the grief seems to grow over the years.  I think I sure would like to tell them something.   Or share a moment with them.  Or want them to see something special.  I think it is sort of strange.  Wonder why I have these feelings.  I think I’m a pretty normal person most of the time.

When my mother died, one of my children was expecting a new baby in a few months.  When that baby was born, I really wanted to tell my mother.  I thought about calling her all day.  I would be busy doing something and suddenly think – I need to call Mother and tell her about the baby.  And then I would realize I could not.  I even went so far as to pick up the telephone at one time, trying to call my mother to tell her about the new baby. I knew she would be so proud and happy about the baby that I really needed to tell her.

I’m sure she probably knew all about it anyway, but it would have been nice to tell her about it.  Oh well, guess all this is just a part of life.  Another thing I really don’t quite understand.  But I will sometime.