ANOTHER THING I AM SICK AND TIRED OF

2 10 2012

I get so tired of seeing reports and reading about the abortion issue.  Over and over again, day after day for years now, I have heard about this one issue.  I am really sick and tired of hearing about it.

God set up this world in His own way.  I had nothing to do with it and neither did any other human being that I know of.  But there are always people who want to run everything, so they have been trying to change God’s Laws for a long time.  Most of this started in the 1960’s with the advent of the hippie class and their philosophies.  What they chose to believe was their business.  Not mine.  I have my own beliefs and I really don’t appreciate having someone tell me what I should or should not believe.

I believe in God and want to follow His ways.  Every single day of my life.  I have always felt this way.  And I try to do what I am supposed to no matter what it might be that day.   I firmly believe that abortion is murder.  Plain and simple murder.  Abortion seems to be a matter of out of sight, out of mind.  Cannot see the baby, so it is alright to kill it.   Maybe it would help if the mother were required to eat the baby after she kills it like some of the animals do.  Wouldn’t that be horrible though.  But then killing the baby is equally or more horrible.

And how is abortion any different than killing an old woman who has outlived her usefulness.  This could just as easily be done.  Pretty soon, people will be advocating that.  Saves money you know.

Of course advocates of abortion push the choice button.  What choice.  A woman has a multitude of ways to keep from becoming pregnant.  So why does she need a choice.   Obviously by the time she is pregnant, she has already made her choice.  And God is fully aware of the choice she has made.

When all is said and done, God will be the one who decides if her choice is a good one or a bad one.  She will have no choice in that decision. So, although I am 100% against abortion, I will not judge anyone.  That is God’s place, not mine.   God will take care of all that when it is His time.

Meanwhile, I am sick and tired of hearing all the rhetoric about how wonderful abortion is for everyone.  Just take a look at those holding up the signs advocating murdering a child.   Somehow, they all look the same.   Wonder if that is a side effect of abortion.





SICK OF THIS

18 09 2012

Every time I turn on the television set, I have to sit through this ‘program’ all about what Mitt Romney said about those poor, poor people out there.  Well, I don’t know about you, but I am sick and tired of all the hoopla about what he said.

He said 47% of the people are on the dole in some way and they will not be voting for him because they want to continue on the dole and they know that he will not continue to run the government as a nanny state. Period.  End of subject.

There is nothing wrong about what he said and I am glad he said it.  He has also said we won’t be killing the babies and the old people anymore.  And he said we all will learn something about responsibility for our own lives.  Hooray!  I hope to hear a whole lot more about all this. Finally, someone has the guts and the wherewithall to say it out loud. About time!

I am sick of hearing  about those ‘poor, poor people out there who don’t want to work and never will work.  They can’t afford a house to live in and have to live in a tent.   And I am sick of providing so they can do just that.  I am sick of hearing about those poor people who drag their children around with them and those poor children will never know any better.  It is enough!

So instead of trying to beat the system and living on the dole, they should learn a little responsibility like how to take a shower, get a haircut or at least comb their hair, shine their shoes and go out and get a job.  There are jobs out there.  Might not pay what someone wants and might not be the perfect job for that college educated whizbang person, but something is there.  And everyone has  to start somewhere.  Everyone that has a decent life had to start somewhere.  That is how anyone builds that good life and builds that business and builds that family.  Someone has to begin.   That is the first thing that has to be done.  Begin.

No one should want to be a part of that 47%.  Build a life.  Do it for yourself.  No one else can do it for you – ever.

I’ll be voting for Mitt Romney, that is for sure.  And hoping some of this madness will finally stop.  Been going on since 1960.  Time for it to be over.





CONSECRATION TO THE IMMACULATE HEART OF MARY

11 08 2012

Virgin of Fatima, Mother of Mercy, Queen of Heaven and Earth, I consecrate myself to your Immaculate Heart.

By this consecration, I intend to live with you and through you that interior conversion so urgently demanded by the Gospel, a conversion that will free me of every attachment to myself and to easy compromises with the world so that, like you, I may be available only to do always the Will of the Father.

I resolve to entrust to you my life, O Mother most sweet and merciful, that you may dispose of it according to your designs of salvation in this hour of decision that weighs upon the world.  I pledge to live it according to your desires, especially as it pertains to a renewed spirit of prayer and penance, the fervent participation in the celebration of the Eucharist, the daily recitation of the holy Rosary, and an austere manner of life in keeping with the Gospel, that shall be to all a good example of the observance of the law of God and the practice of the Christian virtues, especially that of purity.

I promise to lead other souls with whom I come in contact to the practice of the First Saturday Devotions.

Realizing that atheism has caused a loss of faith to a great number of souls and that evil and sin are spreading throughout the world, I lift my eyes trustingly to you, O Mother of Jesus and my merciful, loving and powerful Mother, and I ask again today and await from Our Lord the salvation of all your children, O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.





DEAR GOD: THANK YOU AGAIN

10 08 2012

A friend died last week.  He was also a neighbor.  Just an ordinary guy with a wife, 4 sons, and a small business.  He was a great father to those boys.  He was always taking them hunting or fishing or 4-wheeling.  He spent all his spare time with them teaching them all sorts of things that were important to him and to them.  They followed him around like ducklings, some even imitating his walk.  They were a true delight to see.

He was riding his motorcycle to work and didn’t see the car.  There was no way he could avoid the collision, and he was gone in an instant.  Seems like such an unnecessary loss.  But then, God always has His reasons for everything.  I try to remember that every day of my life.  So, although I do not know what His reasons are, I understand this is not all in vain.

For myself, I thank God for letting him cross my path in life.  He was a delight to know and I am sorry he is gone.  I will miss him.  So will a lot of other people.





HOPE AND CHANGE

9 08 2012

We have all heard a million times about hope and change.  Don’t really know what that means.  It took $68 to fill my car with gas this last weekend.  Guess that means I hope, I hope, I hope that changes soon.  Or maybe it means that I no longer get any change from my dollar bills.  Not sure which it means.  

I just hope that the change is that those who know the business start drilling for oil in this country so we can have some good, cheap gasoline in the next couple of years.  That shouldn’t be too hard to do.  There is enough oil below the ground to last us all the rest of our lives.   Why are we not using it!  It is time.  I am tired of hearing about the animals that we need to protect.   I’m sure you have seen the bears on the television screen who are so over-abundant that they are stealing candy from the candy store.  It is time to quit all this nonsense and get the good old U.S.A.back to being the country it has been for a long, long time.   Time for everyone to get up in the morning, put their shoes on and go to work.  Time to stop being important and go home and raise a family.  Time to start teaching the children what life is all about and that means responsibility, responsibility, responsibility.  

Maybe that is what is meant by the term, Hope and Change.  Sure hope so.  We sure do need some change.





WHY NOT A VOTECH SCHOOL

13 07 2012

I read in the papers every day about how much a college education costs.  It is absolutely ridiculous as far as I am concerned.  I never was an advocate of a college education.  When I was growing up, no one went to a four year college except those wanting to be a doctor, lawyer, engineer or teacher.  And even the teacher did not have to attend college.  She could go right into the school and learn on the job if they needed her.  And I had some really, really good teachers when I was a youngster.  I received a top notch education in that 12 years between first grade and twelfth grade.  And when I graduated, I was immediately hired in a good job and with a good salary.  Whether anyone wants to admit it today or not, this is the ultimate goal – to have a good job with a good salary.

Nowadays, young people waste a lot of years going after that stupid degree that will not get them a job no matter what they do.  A person should look into the job market first and then decide what degree they want to pursue.  For instance, I would not want to spend my life every single day doing something I really hated.  I had a friend who went to college for four years, got a degree in accounting, went to work and that lasted perhaps a month.  She hated it.  Then she returned to school and became a principal of an elementary school.  Why not check into that possibility first before all that valuable time is wasted.  

I raised very successful children and none of them have a college degree.  They didn’t want to waste those precious years going to college.  They wanted to get on with their lives and all did exactly that.  They all had the opportunity but when they got into the college life, they found themselves very bored.  They wanted to get some actual experience.  One of my daughters had been working as a sales person for several years and said her friends were just then coming out of college and having to compete to get a job and then obtain  the experience she already had.

College did not become a popular thing to do until the 1960 crowd took over the parks and recreation areas of this country.  They were lazy and not interested in working on any level.  So they depended on their parents and went to college.  Or else they entered college in order to evade the draft.  So college became a very popular thing to do.  Lots of people followed.  Why not.  It was an easy life, one with no responsibilities, and no real interests in having a better life.  If they whined enough, someone would provide them with something anyway.  So, they drifted and some are still drifting.  Some are on the streets, some in detention facilities, and a few have made the turnaround and managed to get a job and have a decent life.  

But why not just avoid all that to begin with.  Enroll or help your children enroll in a Votech School.  There, all kinds of degrees are available. I have one in my family who is learning to be a technician doing ultra-sound technology.  Good salary, too.  Another neighbor became a nurse recently, after going a very short time to a Votech School.  Why waste four precious years.  Plumbers, electricians, and all related fields can be learned at a Votech.  Cost is a lot less too.

One of my children prefers to hire Votech trained workers as they are more willing to work and have more practical experience and want to learn, learn, learn.  This is the point you know.  An employer wants to hire workers who are interested in learning their job and doing it correctly.  And they want someone who will come in on time and work the full day for a full day’s pay.  

As I said, This is the point.  A good job at a decent salary to have a good life.  Why not look into attending a Votech.  You might be glad you did.





OUR LADY OF FATIMA PART #8

15 06 2012

The story of the three children and Our Lady had been so well publicized that when it came time for the October apparition, a large crowd appeared.  People came from everywhere.  Some drove in automobiles, others in carriages, some on carts, others on donkeys.  Great numbers came walking, some from as far as 10 miles away.  Many believed in the miracle about to happen and they wanted to see it.  Others came to make fun of this miracle they were sure would never happen

Lucia’s family became very upset with all the commotion, afraid something would happen to them or to Lucia.  They had been threatened with bombings, killings and severe penalties.  Many people had tried again to get the children to recant their story but the children refused.  Jacinta and Francisco’s father allowed the people to question them, but stood firm beside them.

It was raining hard on the day of October 12, 1917.  It continued to rain all through the night and into the morning hours of Ocober 13. Some people had walked in the mud to Fatima and now had slept through the rain.  Most were soaked and chilled.  

The crowds came into the family’s homes to see the childen and to ask for favors.  They tracked mud into the homes, soiling everything.  The rain stopped around noon.

As the people waited, their voices rose in constant prayers of the Rosary. These prayers could be heard for miles around.  Reports were that between 70,000 and 100,000 people had come to the Cova.  It was so crowded that someone had to carry Jacinta to the spot before the holmoak.

A few minutes after noon, Lucia called out,’Jacinta, kneel down’ Our Lady is coming.  I’ve seen the flash.’  Everyone became silent as Our Lady appeared to the children.

‘What do you want of me?’ Lucia asked.  ‘I want to tell you that they must build a chapel here in my honor; that I am the Lady of the Rosary; that they continue to say the Rosary every day.  The war will end and the soldiers will return to their homes soon.’

‘I have many favors to ask.  Do you wish to grant them or not?’ asked Lucia.  ‘Some I will!  Others I will not!  They must mend their lives, ask forgiveness for their sins.  Offend not Our Lord any more,’ Our Lady continued.  Her face became very grave.  ‘For he is already much offended.’

Lucia asked ‘Do you want anything else from me?’  Our Lady answered,  ‘I desire nothing else.’  As she rose, she opened her hands with a flood of light.  She then pointed towards the sun and her light caused the sun to be brighter. Then it became as pale as the moon.  To its left, Saint Joseph appeared, holding the Child Jesus in his left arm.  He raised his right hand and together with the Child Jesus, made the Sign of the Cross three times over the world.  As Saint Joseph did this, Our Lady stood to the right of the sun dressed in the blue and white robes of Our Lady of the Rosary.

Jacinta and Francisco were bathed in colors from the sun while Lucia was privileged to see Our Lord dressed in red as the Divine Redeemer.  He blessed the world.  Beside Him was Our Lady dressed in the purple robes of Our Lady of Sorrows, but without the sword.  Thenthe Blessed Virgin appeared to Lucia clothed in the brown robes of Mount Carmel.

All the people could see the sun and gaze on it without hurting their eyes.  The sun had become like a silver disc spinning and trembling in the sky, causing different colors of the rainbow to be reflected on all the people.  The sun began to dance as though rotating on itself.  It stopped and then appeared as a ball of fire moving in a zig zag manner towards the earth. The people were all crying and praying.  Then the sun stopped its descent and took its normal place in the sky.  The miracle had happened and it was seen by thousands of people both at the Cova and in the surrounding villages and towns.  Many came to believe.  Also, after the heavy rains, everyone and everything was now dry.

 





DEAR GOD: THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME MAKE MY DECISIONS

8 06 2012

I can never thank God enough for giving me so much happiness and pleasure in my life here on this earth.   I have just had a wonderful time.  Of course, like everyone else, I have certainly had my share of troubles and sorrows.  But in giving me such a large family, God has made certain that I was always covered up with happiness and love.

And that is what makes the difference, that love shared by everyone.  We never did sit around and hug and kiss all the time.  My mother once told me that if you help each other and enjoy being together, then you are showing your love and it is not necessary to hug and kiss all the time. We never even said the words ‘I love you’ when I was growing up.  That really wasn’t the thing to do until the 1960’s crowd came along anyway.  And then they seemed to need that constant reminder of the hug – those big group hugs for example – for some reason.

I had a long span of motherhood.  My first child was born in 1954 and the last in 1968 so I had a lot of years to enjoy my children.  Even while the older ones were growing up and moving on to their own lives, I still had that constant of small children and was looking forward to lots of fun.

Things I remember are such as standing in the sleet and snow watching my youngest son play football.  Oh, what fun!  And he was only about 10 years old at the time anyway.   After that, he didn’t play on that particular football team anymore that year.  Surely someone should have enough sense not to make those young boys play in the sleet and snow.  Nor have their parents standing on the sidelines watching.  What happened to common sense.

And then another time when my youngest daughter brought home a note from the school cheer teacher saying that she would make all decisions regarding my child’s participation in cheerleading.  I read it over twice and then told my daughter that I didn’t raise her up to give her to someone else.  And I was not signing that paper.  She didn’t even question my decision, just walked off happily and went on about her business.

Now, my decisions were not popular, no doubt about that, but I did the best I knew how every single day of my life.  I am still doing that.  And I think I have made good and correct decisions many times over.  My children were my first priority.  I didn’t care what the sport was or what the occasion was.  Right is right and that is how I make my decisions.  There is no well maybe, perhaps or we’ll see.  I just made the decision and went on to something else.

And somehow, some way, my children grew up to be happy, well adjusted adults.  Now they are the ones making those decisions and I am glad it is them and not me.  My children got to do a lot of things while growing up.  We participated in almost everything having to do with their schooling.  But just because someone said they needed to do something special did not mean that we agreed.  Such is life and my children knew that we kept their well-being uppermost in our mind. And if we said No, we had a good reason.  In other words, they respected us and as a result, they did not argue about our decision.

As I said, I am so grateful to Almighty God for having blessed me with this large family.  It certainly was not in the plans I had made for my life, but I’m so glad I let God take over and run my life.  He sure did a great job!

Thank You Dear God for helping me with my decisions.





OUR LADY OF FATIMA – PART 5

22 05 2012

After the third apparition, the children talked often about seeing the poor souls crying out in Hell and prayed more for the salvation of souls. They were followed everywhere they went by people asking about the secret.  To avoid this, they went to their pastures over back roads and through deserted areas.  They longed to be left alone so they could pray even more.

Jacinta was particularly disturbed after seeing the suffering souls in Hell.  She prayed almost constantly. At one time, she saw a vision of the Pope kneeling before a table in a big house.  He was crying and holding his face in his hands.  Outside, some people were throwing stones at him and saying many ugly words.  Another time, she began to cry and asked Lucia if she could see the great number of people who were crying from lack of food.  And the Holy Father praying before the Immaculate Heart of Mary and all those praying with him.

Great numbers of people, even priests, began to visit the Cova and some wanted to see the children.  Most wanted to know the secret and would offer presents and special favors.  But the children never told the secret to anyone.  In fact, they would run and hide when they saw people coming.  This interfered with their daily lives.

Lucia’s family still ridiculed her often and now visitors tramped on their garden until all the plants were ruined.  Lucia could no longer watch the sheep and they had to sell them.  Her mother was particularly distressed.  One of the visitors said Lucia had taken a dollar from another visitor.  Lucia denied this but her mother thrashed her with a broomstick.  Too late, it was found that Jacinta was the one who was given a dollar.

Even newspaper reporters came to talk to the children.  The stories written later depicted the children as epileptic and victims of greed and fraud. This only served to further divide the community.

The Chief Magistrate of the County where Fatima is located was a man of great power.  He had been baptized as a Catholic but had left the Church to join the Masonic Lodge.  He then started his own Lodge and was its head.  He also published a newspaper which served to ridicule the Faith and the Catholic Chuch and its Priests.

Both fathers of the children had been summoned to appear before this Magistrate to answer for their stories.  Lucia’s father willingly took Lucia.  Jacinta and Francisco’s father refused to let them go. The Magistrate began to question Lucia but she remained quiet.  Her father answered that this was all women’s talk and was not to be believed. Jacinta and Francisco’s father spoke up and said he believed the children. The Magistrate warned Lucia that if he did not learn her secret, he would kill her.  And then they were dismissed.

Early morning of August 13th, the Magistrate came to Jacinta and Francisco’s house.  He said he wanted to see the miracle too.  He insisted on taking the children in his carriage.  On the way, they were to stop at the rectory so he could ask some questions.  Lucia was questioned by the Pastor, who now believed the apparitions not to be the work of the devil,  but invented stories.  When she would not disclose the secret, he accused her of spreading lies.

Now, the Magistrate kidnapped the children, putting them in his carriage and driving them to his house.  There, he locked them in a room and said they would never leave the room until they told him the secret.  However, his wife let them out of the room, gave them lunch and let them play with her children. Meanwhile, everyone became angry at the Magistrate over the kidnapping of the children.

At the Cova, the thunder sounded and then a flash was seen and there was a little bright cloud that appeared over the holmoak. It stayed a few minutes and then ascended towards Heaven.  At that time, everyone’s face seemed to glow in all the colors of the rainbow.  The tree leaves were replaced with flowers and the ground was in little squares of different colors as was all clothing. The lanterns hanging over the holy spot were of gold.  Next day, the Pastor wrote an apology for his unbelief.

 





7 04 2012

In the 1950’s which was truly a wonderful time for just about everybody, things were o.k.  We lived in an 800 square foot house with three children and didn’t even realize how cramped we were.  We had such a nice time.  The kids played outside all day every day.  We had picnics in the backyard.  They and all their neighborhood friends played in the sandbox that Dad  built.  I ran that washer every single day.  When the local gas company offered a deal of $3 a month to everyone who bought a gas dryer, I was one of the lucky ones on that issue, too.  They had to run a gas line out to my garage in order to install the dryer, but it was truly, truly wonderful.  That meant I had to carry the wet clothes outside through the back yard to the dryer in the garage.  And I didn’t mind that one single bit.  Life was very nice at that time.

Then we all had the Hong Kong Flu which about killed us, but we were still very happy people. My husband had a sales job and the salesmen were making more money that just about anyone in the area.  All the men in our neighborhood were traveling salesman.  We ladies watched out for each other and thoroughly enjoyed our every day lives.  Note – we were all stay at home moms on purpose.

Then those Feminists came along a few years later and gave us all those wonderful benefits we didn’t even know we ever wanted.  And sure enough, we didn’t.  They gave us the right to go to work every day.  Who wants that!    Certainly not anyone I knew.

They gave us the right to have an abortion.   Who wants that!  Certainly not anyone I knew.

They gave us the right to be smarter and more smart aleck than our husbands.  Who wants that!  Certainly not anyone I knew.

And then we could compete with our husbands!  Oh yes.   And lots of people got divorces over that one issue.   No one I knew wanted that one either.

Those feminists marched, hollered, yelled, and whooped it up.  They chanted and ranted and generally caused a lot of noise and trouble.  They even got that glass ceiling broken.  Who wanted that one either!  If I had a glass ceiling, I would just have to clean it!

They gave us the right that every single woman had to get a college education so she could get a good job.  Before them, there were a lot of jobs out there that did not require a college education.  A lot of women could work from their home doing part time secretarial work or insurance work or other things like that.  I know, I did that myself, drawing a decent hourly wage and working in that dab of typing along with cooking, cleaning, and loving my children.

And then they gave us all the right to get to buy and pay for our own cars.  Who wants that!  Before that, our husbands bought and paid for those new cars.  Or used cars. Or whatever as long as it had 4 wheels and a key.  And it moved forward.  We didn’t have to go in the car much so it really didn’t matter.  Until they gave us that right to drive all the time.  After them, we were on a constant treadmill of driving children and driving ourselves nuts.

By that time, we didn’t have many neighborhood schools anymore because we didn’t have much in the way of neighborhoods anymore.  All those happy moms had to go to work to satisfy all those changes. So the houses were all empty every day because the moms were at work and the children were in the daycares or care centers of some kind.  And following that, everyone had to send their children to kindergarten because they couldn’t wait until first grade to learn to start reading and writing.  Everyone was on a fast track now.  It was so important that the children  needed to know so much before age 6.  Why.  Because they said so, of course.

And of course prices increased because most households now had two salaries.  In case you don’t remember the saying – prices always rise to meet income. And that is so true.  So prices went up.  That $10,000 house now costs approximately $150,000.  And it is still the 800 square foot house that is cramped.  Only now it is a lot older.  But those modern people all knew they were smarter.   Oh Yeah!

So, thanks to the feminists, we all progressed or regressed depending upon your point of view.  Mine is regression.  Terrible regression.  And for what!  Nothing!  Except hard nosed loud women.

So, Dear God:  Thanks to the Feminists, we all got a good dose of change of life.  What a shame!