God is for.kids too

Natasha had a friends over this weekend;
well, actually she had a friend, her mom was babysitting which added to more. So we had an impromptu gathering of three kids, which of course in real time means the energy of six.
Natasha was trying to make lunch, and it proved to be a frustrating experience for her. She poured to many chicken nuggets on the pan, and had to recount them. Then when she went to put them in the oven I reminded her, she needed to start the water for the Mac and cheese first. One friend was behind her arguing and yelling Miss Chris Natasha is doing this..and another friend is on the sofa crying because "everyone was being mean to me!"
The chaos was horrible, and finally Natasha put her head in her hands and said tearfully.
"I don't want to cook anymore,"
Me: "why?"
Natasha.. "I'm not doing a very good job,"
Broke this Nanny's heart, as it always does when she cries.

Brokenness opens a path for obedience. Not because it’s more spiritual to be jacked up across fourteen areas of life, but because of the humility it takes to engage in an honest relationship between the Holy Spirit and us. It takes guts to say, “I don’t have it all together and I’m not going to wait until I have it all together. Jesus, I need you now. Where are you? Can you please come to me now?” 

It's hard to watch someone you love in a broken state. But it's the only way Jesus can step in to heal. Ten going on eleven is early to learn to lean on your savior. We got Natasha back on her feet and in action. I pulled her into my room an we had a few moments of prayer and she's ready to face life. 
How are you feeling today?  It doesn't matter what the issue is, how old you are, whether you are broken because of a death, miscarriage, financial issues. If you had a Monday, and its Wednesday: your car keys have disappeared into the fifth dimension of your house and you can't find then.
The point is, God is the God of the broken rather you are.suffering major or.minor issues, He is there for you.
Call on Him.

Who am I? Musing on the womens march

Who am I?



I am a mother from Flint Michigan, whose child's water is poisoned.
I am a Native American Mother from South Dakota whose burial land is being invaded.
I am a mother, that is also a police officer, whose life is in danger.
I am A pro-lifer who believes in the Sanctify of life
I am a pro-choicer who believes my body is my own, not to be sanctioned by the government.
I am a Christian Praying for you and our country.
I am an atheist, that does not want to be bothered.
I am a mother whose child died in a school shooting.
I am the mother of a school shooter bringing awareness to bullying and mental help issues.
I am a woman, worried about our environment
Can you hear me?

I am a Father whose wife died of cancer,l because there isn't a cure.
I am the father trying to be a single parent to my daughter.
I am a father, that wants his daughter to know how powerful she is.
I am a pastor, can I tell you about Jesus?
We are a family that lost their house to a flood. 

Can you hear us?


I am a grandmother whose daughter lives with her because she cannot afford decent housing.
I am a grandmother...I brought three generations of my family is here, we have all marched voting rights, to sit at a lunch counter.
I am a grandmother worried about education for my grandchildren. I am a senior citizen wondering, will I always have my social security?


We were the faces of the march yesterday. 

We did not make it to the media or facebook, but we were the majority. We were not celebrities who made passionate speeches. . Did you hear us? We are not about getting a paycheck, handouts, having government help. It is about drinking water, food, culture, and our life.
It's about a living wage for days pay, affordable insurance, gas prices, muslims, terrorist, immigration issues. Black lives, blue lives, all lives matter.
It is about sending my child to school and knowing she is coming home.
We were 500,000 in Washington DC, over a million more all over the world exercising our constitutional right to assemble. We didn't riot. No one was arrested. 

DENISE AND BREE

We know the true  story of the March, We were there,


A lot of people are worried right now. If you ae excited about Trump, that's great he is President we will pray for him, to do a wonderful job. .If you are scared because Trump is president, and very worried you will be all right too.
If you look at our country's history the country is not changed by the president it is changed by large angry groups. If the first day is any indication, our country is going to be ok 
Aziz Ansari.

Remember the tea party?

We are America Strong

Right after 9/11 I was busily involved with others in my church, to show our appreciation to first respondents. Denise asked me: don't we appreciate them always? Why do we only show them after a tragedy? Out of the mouths of  than 20 year olds.
Last week, after the shooting of the officer in Florida. Another officer slain. Hearts broken, Whether or not Denise realizes it: she hit me again almost word for word.
 I suggested we go out to eat,  "we can let our appreciation be known should  any police be in the restaurant." I crowed
Denise Doucett said: if I wanted to thank a anyone it  wouldn't be now when it's in style. I'd do it when it was quiet, they would know we mean it, not jumping on the bandwagon.


Jesus says never let your right hand know what your left is doing, meaning do your good deeds in the

dark not for others to see.
In a few days all will calm down, we will move on. They have caught the shooter.
The inauguration is taking center stage. The smooth transfer of power  being the focus. The handoff of the worlds top office is what continues to make us " America Strong"The Woman's march taking place in Washington and other places is vying for second place. Nightclub bombings, earthquakes, and bad weather has become the thir placeholder for the news.
All important, all upsetting. All disturbing. Loss of life is.

Still, tonight, today, tomorrow, somewhere in America, an officer will be shot in the line of duty. We won't know because he was stopping a bank robber.
A fireman will pay the price fighting a fire. He won't make the news, he was doing his job. A white kid will die shot by the police for whatever reason.  A black kid will die without cameras being around. We won't know, no one will speak up for them.

And the ultimate..a soldier, sailor, airmen, marine somebody's son or daughter, wife or husband, father or mother  Will never go home again. Did you hear about it on the news?
These things don't stop because the media has chosen to move their interest elsewhere
We sometimes forget our country is the biggest player in the game.

When it's all quiet, and you see a cop sitting in his ROL quietly buy him a cup of coffee.

It's OK to say thank you, even when no one else is..
Maybe it's even better.

What is the big deal about fake news?

2 Thessalonians 2:2

2 not to be quickly shaken in mind or alarmed, either by a spirit or a spoken word, or a letter seeming to be from us, to the effect that the day of the Lord has come.

William Hearst was a great publisher.  but in the late 1800's his paper the New York Journal was failing. He needed a help getting it into up to par. He hired a reporter Fredrick Remington, shipped him off to then Spanish
 Cuba.
When he arrived, he found a little movement for freedom, but no battle. It was, as we say, all quiet on the western front.
Now that may be good for man, but it is a horrible situation for the news media. Something had to be done. Remington telegraphed his boss with the information, and Hearst, with infinite wisdom, instructed him to draw picturing depicting horrible outrages by the Spanish against American. It worked.
So outraged were the American people, the Spanish-American war burst onto the scene.

It was, indeed, a very short war. Spain, who didn't want the conflict
 in the first place: gave up quickly.
American gained Puerto Rico, the Philippines, and Guam.
Cuba was free. and Teddy Roosevelt rode up St Juan Hill into history.
But Thousands died. That is the part we forget.




And what did Hearst say?

We deal with a lot of fake news today, facilatated by Facebook, twitter and
other social media venues.
We used to know not to believe the Enquirer, or trash newspapers. We trusted papers such as the Herald, New York times, USA Today.
But the lines have become blurred. What is true and what is not?
Some we can guess:

Come on. We have to discover alien life before we can adopt it.





Others are not so clear. What are we we believe?

Hilter facilitated the murder of 9 million, using yellow journalism.
Think it can't happen here.
Don't fool yourself.

Ethics in Journalism seems to have become a thing of the past. 
I laugh at friends on Facebook, who read the headlines not the article and share the post because they want to believe it's true.Its not always
Don't accept as fact anything do your own research.
Don't spread rumors.
Finally, be aware of the FAKE NEWS your kids are hearing at school and from friends. Teach your own private ETHICS OF JOURNALISM class. Use history as an example
Let's reunite our country, based on God and truth.

James 1:19

19 Know this, my beloved brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger.

like your mother told you: If you do not have something nice to say, do not say anything at all.

Comments are welcome, but be nice:)

Resources:
Wikipedia
The story of San Juan Hill
William Randolph Hearst, The Man
Images: Google