A Letter To Christians In Indiana, From Jesus

pavanneh:

Really loved reading this. It speaks to how I am feeling about Christianity at the moment. How did we as a “religion” stray so far from his path?

Originally posted on john pavlovitz:

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Dear Christians In Indiana (and those elsewhere, who might read this),

I’ve seen what’s been going on there lately. Actually, I’ve been watching you all along and I really need to let you know something, just in case you misunderstand:

This isn’t what I had planned.

This wasn’t the Church I set the table for.

It wasn’t the dream I had for you, when I spoke in those parables about the Kingdom; about my Kingdom.

It was all supposed to be so very different.

It was supposed to be a pervasive, beautiful, relentless “yeast in the dough” that permeated the planet; an unstoppable virus of compassion and mercy spread person-to-person, not needing government or law or force.

It was supposed to be that smallest, seemingly most insignificant of seeds, exploding steadily and gloriously with the realized potential of my sacred presence, becoming a place of safety and shelter for all people.

It was supposed to be something…

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Positivity blues

pavanneh:

I thought this would be a nice poem to start off my new phase of blogging. States how I am feeling going into this now. AB is a great photographer and I love his poems.

Originally posted on Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything:

Enough gloomy thoughts
Mind’s insane wrought
Let’s look at the sunshine
Clear blue skies
Contentment highs
Love pure sighs
pessimism dies
Smiles soar, fly
Soul feels at peace
Negativity release
bickering cease
Life’s new lease
Happiness keys
were left on the road
to be picked up
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“A Moment in Time” Reflections

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Moment in Time.”

“What was the last picture you took? Tell us the story behind it. (No story behind the photo? Make one up, or choose the last picture you took that had one.)”

I had gone by Prater’s Mill-one of the only Flour/Grist Mills that survived Sherman’s March to Atlanta. It is a lovely spot and the reflections on the water were lovely.

Calm reflections
Calm reflections

Daily Prompt: Enough is Enough

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Enough Is Enough.”

“When was the last time you were ready to throw in the proverbial towel? Did you end up letting go, or decided to fight on anyway?”

This has been a difficult year. There has been family issues, there have been health issues, mental health issues and spiritual issues. It has been difficult to not want to delete my blog because I have been unable to stay positive enough to not feel as though I was being a hypocrite in keeping a blog titled “Because I can…”. I have written about it from time to time and have been amazed by the support I have gotten from my followers. Support I appreciate with all of my heart.

As I was doing research on various topics, especially in race relations, gender/sexual identity. I became more and more angry, more and more sad because of the division and outright hatred displayed toward people. As I discussed these topics with people it became apparent many times that discussion is almost impossible and it seems that there is more of a desire to fan the flames of hate and intolerance. Where will all of this lead us? Nowhere good. Suicide was on my mind a couple of times during this year, but I made the decision to not give in.

I quit doing my school work and was going to allow myself to fail, but I just couldn’t do it. Anymore than I could quit living. Darn it!!! I have worked to hard to get to where I am. I have fought, clawed, crawled and cried my way to the point I am now. And it isn’t great, but it is much better than it has been in the past and I am very thankful for the blessings that I do have. My family, my friends, my husband and my God. So, I finished my schoolwork; I re licensed for my Respiratory Therapy License; I have managed to keep off the weight I lost, except for 5 lbs. I am going to study for my CAPM and my Six Sigma Black Belt, my RRT, begin exercising again and keep my blogging and writing. How can I do all that without being overwhelmed? LOL…have no idea. Just one step at a time. One process at a time.

So, yes, there are times that I have felt that Enough is Enough and I wanted to throw in the towel, but have decided to brush myself off again and stand up and keep going. Even though as I type this I feel exhausted. It doesn’t matter. Because I can do it.

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Well things do not always go according to plan. I am still finishing up school. 20 more days. With the holidays and family stuff I have not been able to think straight. I hope all who celebrate the holidays have had a joyous season and will have a very happy New Year. I am not going to make a bunch of resolutions or promises about posting I may not be able to meet. But I can promise that I will continue to try to be better at posting. With all my heart I thank those have faith in me, have had faith in me. All my love and blessings to all of you.

Hopefully Back

I know it has been a long time since I have been back. I have missed reading up on all the wonderful and some not so wonderful lives and experiences of the people that have blessed me with their “follows”. I am looking forward to catching up. I still have one more heavy duty class, but it should be easier to manage.

I have had so many changes in the last couple of months. My stepdaughter moved in with her 10 month old baby. My daughter and her husband moved back in because they lost their jobs in layoffs, and my son has moved back in as well. The Inn is full. Luckily my daughter found work and hoping her husband hears something soon.

My son and I are both going to a job fair tomorrow. I am hoping to get my resume beefed up and get some interviews tomorrow as well. With so many people in the house extra income is needed. But, even with all the hectic run around and turbulence I am actually feeling somewhat content. All my little chicks back in the nest for a time and I am happy I can help out. Times are tough and they may get tougher. But I have my family, even with the troubles and irritations, family is what matters most, at least to me. And as long as I can help out I will.

Thank you to all of you who have begun following me, even when I wasn’t “home” and to all of those who have stuck around. Hugs and Love.

Pavanne