Today on our way home my youngest said “papa, I miss Carmen, do you think she remembers me?” The bond these two had in such a short time was too cute, and almost instantly!
Just as quick as it happened though we had to leave for the airport to go home and us leaving was not what they wanted to happen... 💔
I took a moment with Mariah outside the nutrition club after we left to discuss with her how feelings work. They can be happy or sad in the flick of a switch like she had just experienced... All we can do while our feelings are doing their “magic” (I called it) is hold onto and cherish the memories made... literally that’s all we have sometimes 💕
Not in this case though. We will be back, and they will pick up right where they left off 😊
How is this situation like a court case?
Suppose one of your relatives has no children and wants to gain custody of yours. He takes you to court and accuses you of neglecting and misguiding your children. To settle the issue and clear your name, you will have to present evidence. Your children will have to testify too. Similarly, Satan accuses God of lying and all humans of serving Him out of selfish interest.—Genesis 3:4, 5; Job 1:9-11; 2:4, 5.
If you want to learn more about this subject please visit the site: www.jw.org.
POCKET: Silvia made a paper pocket for me (for pens) & drew a portrait. I’m so proud of the hands. They could be Edward Scissorhands or maybe Freddy Krueger, but to me, it shows something that I was once harming & hiding. I bit my fingernails down until they bled for about thirty years. They were often painfully tender. When my grandma Ma died, my mom & aunts asked if there was anything I wanted, & I didn’t hesitate: Fingernail polish. Ma had accumulated a big bag of it, & she had beautiful hands & fingernails. Almost every time I visited her in the nursing home, I brought a new color, & I always painted her nails. While Ma was dying, I held her hands. I rubbed oils into her palms & into her feet: Sandalwood, rose, myrrh. She always wanted me to stop biting my nails, & she always encouraged my writing by writing letters back & forth to me. Right after Ma passed, I got pregnant with Silvia & I began my fingernail painting ritual. I have long fingernails now & keep them painted. Silvia says, “your big long fingernails” & I laugh because they are a reasonable length because I can’t put my contact lenses in my eyes if they’re too long. And, I have tiny hands. They are smaller than the hands of 12yr olds. I can’t open the child proof containers or strike a flame on a child proof lighter a lot of times. Tiny hands & I made them so small, biting the fingernails down to bleeding. I kept them balled up into ittybitty hard fists a lot, so Silvia’s pocket shows them as I am now—Expressive, alive, splayed in mountain pose, feet disappearing into the earth. It’s funny how my hands are actually small, but to Silvia, they are big. I thought a lot about my perception of Ma’s fingernails, how I saw them as so different from my own, so elegant, strong & capable when I was growing up, & even as an adult while painting her fingernails, AND how through Silvia’s eyes, I now see her hands & fingernails in my own. I realized in writing this that Silvia made the pocket very close to the 8 yr anniversary of Ma’s death, & I never imagined these hands with fingernails creating all that they have. (Silvia loves holding hands & showing love. Photos of the Pocket, Silvia trail time & a song)
I have a shirt that says “I’m not a regular mom, I’m a cool mom.”
Where are all my Mean Girls fans at? 💋
But you know what? I’m the farthest thing from a “cool” mom, at least by societal standards.
Being a follower of the teachings of Jesus isn’t “cool.”
Being anti-murder and pro-baby isn’t “cool.”
Protecting my children from the documented poison presented to us every day at the grocery store and doctor’s office isn’t “cool.”
Going against the grain of what the world says is cool is exactly the way I hope to raise my babies. Being “uncool” isn’t especially fun, but I do believe that is what Jesus meant when he said to pick up our crosses and follow him.
My friends, let’s be in the world but not of it.
🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 Guns are not violent ...Violent People are Violent!
If you doubt the objectivity it’s worth pointing out that the Center for Disease Control, in a report ordered by President Obama in 2012 following the Sandy Hook murders estimated that the number of crimes prevented by guns could be even higher—as many as 3 million annually, or some 8,200 every day.
Another excellent source of information on this topic (and many more current issues) is the Gun Control page at JustFacts.org.
In “Defensive Gun Use is More Than Shooting Bad Guys,” James Agresti, founder and president of JustFacts, provided overwhelming evidence from multiple sources showing that defensive gun use is more common and effective than anti-gun fanatics like The New York Times suggest or will admit. Agresti says that “people who use a gun for defense rarely harm (much less kill) criminals. This is because criminals often back off when they discover their targets are armed.” John Lott, author of the book, “More Guns, Less Crime,” is president of the Crime Prevention Research Center, another outstanding source for info on this subject. He writes:
By 66 percent to 32 percent, economists and criminologists answer that gun-free zones are “more likely to attract criminals than they are to deter them.” A 60 percent to 40 percent margin thinks that guns in the home do not increase suicides. And a 62 percent to 35 percent spread says that guns are used in self-defense to stop crime more often than in the commission of crime.
This may explain why even The New York Times hasn’t yet put a billboard up by its offices that screams, “This is a Gun-Free Zone. There are No Guns Here.”