Showing posts with label mercy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mercy. Show all posts

Saturday, May 24, 2014

Attitude

Hi there, Diamond Glamour Girls,

Viet Nam War
I hope you are ready for Memorial Day! For those of you who follow my tweets yesterdays tweets were KISSES. When I was a child my sisters friends were drafted to fight the war that no one wanted to call war, "Viet Nam". It was after the 60's riots and it always felt like something terrible was about to happen. Where some choose to battle others choose to stay away from. I used the (GNB) Good News Bible. Some argue about the choice of bible, I figured if Billy Graham was about the good news I wanted to know. There was a thing called POW bracelets. You purchased the bracelets and were able to write to soldiers to encourage them. My thoughts were I was a child (under the age of 12) and didn't really know what to write adult men fighting a war they didn't want to. I would read the newspaper and listen to the news, to young to understand the ramifications the "war" "non-war" would have in the lives of these men (forgive me, back then the wars only had men or at least that is what was mainly written about. Anyway, I got to experience how encouraging the word of God is to men.



During these times my dad would help me with attitude and the importance of it:
  • Philippians 4:5 (GNB) Show a gentle attitude towards everyone. The Lord is coming soon.

  • Teaching me also about the beatitudes. I enjoyed learning what was appropriate and pleasing to God and for a child it was knowing it was a way to have standards, guidelines, measures in her life. It was learning what you can control and what you can't. I could control what I wrote in letters I couldn't control what these men experienced, saw or had to do. They were called to something I was not old enough to understand. 





Convalescent Woman
A few years ago, my aunt was sick in the hospital. I grabbed my bible and sat at her bedside reading Psalms. The love I felt for my aunt at childhood was great. As an adult I read the Psalms in the hope that she would hear me. That she would know love.  I have the best memories of my aunt. Like I said in another blog she was my encourager as a child. She was a nurse, by profession and as an signal mom raising her two children (signal mom) she went back to school to see if she could become a doctor. What a powerful role model for my youth. I watched her and tried to think like her. "All things are possible." One of the things she would ask me is: " What would you attempt to do if you know you couldn't fail." "Faith in God includes Faith in His timing." Hab 2:3  The pain of seeing her there void of herself, was enough to pain myself and cry out for God's grace and mercy in her life. Little did I know that those cries would call a priest to her bedside to give her last communion known to Catholics as Eucharist (last rites). Psalm 6:9. My uncle should up as well. I handed him my bible in the hopes we would pray for my aunt. He read a few verses. When the priest arrived he left. For what reason I do not know, I just knew I couldn't leave her alone without family. I stayed and the priest allowed me the honor of feeding her the communion (the Eucharist). I remember saying out loud I didn't want her to choke, he assured me she could still swallow. He laughed. Assuring me she could still swallow. We both prayed over her. I stayed a while longer after the Priest had left. They moved her back to the convalescent home and she died much later. Later I met my cousin and spoke with her. I confess, I am not sure if I signed in that day, at the hospital. All I know is I sat their praying and loving my aunt the best I could.

Why do I share this story with you? Honestly, I am not sure. My truth is not anyone elses or is it? I believe in the goodness of God. One of those knowing God knew I didn't have to carry my aunts sadness or seeing her die in front of me. Like the men I prayed for. Some got to come back and tell me what the letters meant. Others never returned or if they did I didn't get to hear from them. Those I still remember by name. Those I still carry a remembrance of. Knowing that all things work for the good of those that love Him.

What do you want at your beside when your old?  Attitude of Gratitude (Psalm 90:1). The voice of the Lord is over the waters; The God of glory thunders; The Lord is over many waters. Psalm 29:3  He promises that we will never have more than we are capable of dealing with. I know my Lord is a Good Lord.  Shout! Thank you!

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Thursday, September 12, 2013

"Who Has My Ovaries?" Sisterhood

Hi there, Diamond Glamour Girls;

I grew up with a Mom and a sister.  My mom always wanted to be my sister she could be my sister
When I was still in my youth I can remember men telling my mom she looked so young.  And then turning around and telling my sister she looked old enough to be my mom.  I felt so sad for my sister. She was so insulted. My dad was insulted because they would then ask if he was her father.  My sister's insulted look was something I will never forget.  My mom was so happy because she was always about the beauty. 

 I thank my God for making me a Daddy's girl.  My dad was all about teaching me through scripture. For this I will be thankful all the days of my life. (Phil 4:6) I never could find a way to explain to my sister what was going on. I understood early in life. With both my sister and dad insulted the family arguements would last longer then what they needed to. How do you explain to a sister five years older that was she is being explained is not truth.  I was the "little sister", I didn't know anything, I was too young to know "innoscent".

Did this make daily living easier?  Was it a smooth day all the time?  That is not what he promises.  His promises are others. There are some things that changed my life along the year of growing up reading the bible.  That his word is true even though the cercumstances might not be. 1. Is knowing that there is compassion and it is different than a life of grace and mercy, peace and understanding.  2. Is that it is important in life to acknowledge the pain of others. (Is 13: 8) I tried to explain to my mom, something that she refuses to understand.

The pain my sister felt.  The pain I felt when she acted beautiful with other men.  Was it cheating on my Father?  (Col 2:8) What did it produce? It produced difficulties I have trouble speaking of today.  I was raped, my dad explained with the bible. At the age of thirteen my dad had to explain something I wasn't mature enough to understand. It was difficult for him to understand why or how another man could treat his child that way and I remember him crying as he explained.  As a child I then tried to explained my mom what had happened. She refused to acknowledge it saying it was my fault. I don't agree, not all things that happen to young woman are their fault.

Today I sit in her home with her trying to get her to understand and she still refuses to acknowledge the pain within, as a teen and an adult.  She wants me to be her, but the truth is I am not.  I won't ever her! I am a different kind of mom. I insult when young men or old give me compliments.  I am a mom of male children, who I demand respect from.  I demanded respect from their friends and I do not allow them to offend women, sexually or with false compliments.

Do I deserve an apology from my mom, so does my sister, she has to fess up to her ways at some point. I don't know if I will ever get it. I know my Lord thinks so, she has denied it my whole life. My dad, his dad both apologize for the teens behavior, and the ripple affect it had on my life, because of the years missing are not a compliment or the best of testimonies.  The said thing is I am feeling the ripple affect today being here in a house of the woman who refused to acknowledge it in the first place.  I can't help but wonder if her and my sister would have acknowledged it how our lives would be different.

"And in that day you will say: O Lord, I will praise you; Through You were angry with me, Your anger is turned away, and You comfort me.  Behold, God is my salvation I will  trust and not be afraid; For Yah, The Lord is my strength and song; He also has become my salvation."

Saturday, August 24, 2013

"Who Has Your Ovaries?" (Standing Up)


I like many others Americans stop at "Starbucks" from time to time. The last few weeks I have had the pleasure of being there when there are a bunch of students.  Two different "Starbucks" more than a hundred and fifty miles apart.

What blessing it was to hear the same conversation from two different locations I say that not only because the towns I was in was different, the culture or the ethnicity was different, their age were different, maybe even their social economic level was different.  What was the same was the conversation "Respect" .

The first "Starbucks" the teenage girls were sitting talking, I was working on the computer and over heard.  The phone of one of the girls rang, another girl said "Answer it!" A third girl responded "RESPECT!" She had authority in her voice and they all listen. They continued the conversation about what it meant to respect. It was such a good conversation that at the end of it I had to tell them I was proud of them.

On another day, in another town, in another "Starbucks". Two students working together doing their homework.
They were talking about school and what happens in it at the high school level when someone disrespects.  I think the conversation was something to that effect not really sure I had my headphones on. I took my headphones off to move something and heard one of the students to say you have to tell them to respect you! Religious or not people are to respect. 

On the way out of "Starbucks" I gave them my business card congratulating them. I told them they should know that respect should be in the workplace too.

"A teacher of the law healed in respect by all the people, " Acts 5:35

Are world has changed when students are taught respect in school it can't be all back, right?  The wedding industry has change forever with prop eight, the Pope has changed his view point, our government in San Diego has been has been affected. Y a lack of it.  For those that know and understand "pray with thanksgiving". 

For those in school today I pray you learn not only RESPECT but the value one person came make in the lives of many! That prayer today is as relevant as yesterday and it will be even more relevant tomorrow. How do I know? The simple answer is: "The Bible Tells Me So!"


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