A Letter From Jesus

A Letter from Jesus about Christmas --

Dear Children,
It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. Maybe you've forgotten that I wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of your predecessors who decided to celebrate My birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festival. Although I do appreciate being remembered anytime.

How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER.

Now, having said that let Me go on. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town.

Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can remember Me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15: 1 - 8.

If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth here is my wish list. Choose something from it:

1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time.

2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.

3. Instead of writing George complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year, why don't you write and tell him that you'll be praying for him and his family this year. Then follow up. It will be nice hearing from you again.

4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and they don't need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth, and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.

5. Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.

6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference.

7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn't make so much money on that day they'd close and let their employees spend the day at home with their families

8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary-- especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name.

9. Here's a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don't know them, buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army or some other ministry which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you.

10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret that you wouldn't do in My presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine.

Don't forget; I am God and can take care of Myself. Just love Me and do what I have told you to do. I'll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. I'll help you, but the ball is now in your court. And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember :

I LOVE YOU,
JESUS

Momsense

Missing Stuff

I love my life right now. I wouldn't change it. I wouldn't go back to how it once was. But the truth is, I miss some stuff. I miss being able to see people that I have known forever. I miss being able to find my way around without asking for directions. I miss the familiarity.

It's hard living somewhere for a majority of your life, and then moving clear across the country, where you know no one, don't know East from West or North from South. I'm not complaining, not even trying to whine. I'm just saying. I miss some stuff.

I have no title for this

Yesterday was the last day of school for my kids. I now officially have no children in elementary school.

I don't like it. Not one bit. Doesn't matter what you say. You can't make me.

P.S.A

Having a bad day? Drowning in bills? Kids won't stop making you crazy? I have a very simple solution. Get in your car. Scan the radio stations until you find the classic rock station that is playing AC/DC's 'You Shook Me All Nite Long'. (Trust me, you'll find one) Sing along. LOUD. Loud enough to make your throat hurt. I guarantee it will make you feel better.

5 Things I Wish I Didn't Know

1. How long it takes for sugar to process in your body.
2. There are alot of different types of sugar.
3. Carbs are not our friend.
4. Exercise is good for you.
5. Chocolate comes in the sugar free variety.
   

For Them

If you only had one day left, what would you do? We have all heard that question, thought about it, worried about it, but what have we actually done about it? Probably not much. Been a bit nicer maybe. Spend a little more time with your family for a few days. Then what? Right back to the same ol' same ol'. Working, bitching, complaining.

I have no idea where I am going with this. I just know I have so much stuff swimming around in the great big murky sea that is my head, and that I need to get it out. Something happened very recently that has made me look at things differently. I have 2 boys that I would walk to the ends of the Earth for. A man whom I love so much that it hurts and that takes better care of me than I do myself. I have HUGE changes that I HAVE to make. I don't want to. I don't like it. But I have to do it.

Not for me. For them.

Why even have a phone?

So, I haven't heard from any member of my family since May of last year. My mom called me to tell me that her husband was dead, and she didn't know where my little brother was. (Huge long story, but he had taken my brother, she couldn't see him, and didn't bother to find where he was.) He isn't someone that you would mourn the death of. He was truly an asshole in every sense of the word. I heard from my older (but still younger than me) brother around the same time because he needed me to send him the title to my car, which was till in Vegas (I'm in Philly) and he wanted to sell it. The car broke down there months before, so it didn't really do me any good. He said he would send me half the money, so of course I didn't hear from him again. For awhile I was upset about not hearing from anyone, but I know how they are, and if they don't need help with something they are wrapped up in their own lives, which consists of alcohol, drugs, figuring out where to get your next dollar. Job? No, why do that! My birthday came and went, so did Thanksgiving, Mom's b-day, and then Christmas. No word from anyone. It was to the point where I was ok with all of it. I am the one that has always taken care of everyone else, and for once in my life it was nice to only have to worry about my family here. No drama, no calls from jail, noone telling me they need money. It was a relief.

This brings us to yesterday. Jon came to my work, waited outside for about 45 min til I went on break. I went out to the truck, told him he should have left instead of waiting, but he said he has something to tell me. Apparently there was a message on our voice mail from some guy asking if I still lived there and that it was in reference to my mom. My first thought of course is "she's dead". So I get upset, worry, think the worst, panic, and that was just in the first 30 seconds. So after calling the voice mail, hearing that it was my brothers voice, still worrying, I called him back. I am expecting the worst, he tells me, "Mom's here, I thought you might want to talk to her." Huh??? Why?? "She knows my number, she hasn't called me". "Well, she's been living in a box for the last 8 months." Ummm, great, here we go again. So I ask "Where's Andrew?(brother)" "Noone knows". So my mom, who could have and should have gone to court to find out where he was, didn't bother to do it. She did the same thing with me and my other brother when I was about 13. Long story, for another lifetime. So, back to the convo...I say "So she didn't bother to go to court and find out where he is?" "Nope." "OK, well I'm at work and need to get back inside." "Ok, well call here later so you can talk to her." "Ok, love you, bye."

So, now I am torn between calling her back, and saying screw it. It is really nice to not have to worry about anyone else. I have been doing it my whole life. And that part of me is the part that says I should call her. I don't want to hear the crying, the feeling sorry for herself, the poor woe is me crap. Everything that has happened has been brought on by her actions. I have enough stuff to deal with here.

So now I have to decide what the hell to do.

I hate the dentist

I had a tooth pulled 5 days ago and it still hurts beyond belief. It feels as if there is something hard in where the hole is. Yes, I know, it's gross, but it's my blog. I'm going back to the dentist this afternoon, and hopefully this visit goes more smoothly than the last.....Let me paint the picture for you : A grown woman crying like a 2 year old, scaring the dentist so bad that he stopped to make sure I wasn't dying! A nurse had to be brought in to sit next to me to calm me down...yep, I am indeed a wuss! Hopefully this time around he gives me something a little stronger than Codeine.

Warning: Space children far apart!

My kids are 1 year and 25 days apart. There are times (usually few and far between) when they can play together and be just fine, then there are times when they are like a cat and a dog fighting each other. It is absolutely ridiculous how much they fight. I would like to take their heads and smash them into each other sometimes. I wouldn't, but I would like to. I wonder how they would get along if they weren't so close in age. Would the older one be a little more willing to protect the younger one, or would he still be mean and nasty most of the time? Would either one of them care that they are making me nuts? Probably not.

Most people think that kids that close in age always have a built in playmate. And when they were younger that was true. But now that one is in middle school, while the other is still in elementary; one is very aware of what others think of him, while the other really doesn't care; one thinks he is 17, while the other thinks he's 7....I could go on and on but I'll stop, and just finish this up by saying, plan out how far apart your kids will be, it just might save you from the bottle of Xanax!!!