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Um, I don’t think you want MY perspective. I’ll just sit quietly“….They have no idea who I am…

Let’s Talk About Sex…


Today in small groups we talked about sex in the martial relationship. It was, I gotta admit, refreshing. I think the Church is irresponsible when it attempts to gloss over, or even omit, that sex is a healthy, necessary part of a relationship. What’s worse, is when fails to address the issues and needs that women face as we age. SEX….it’s not a dirty word, but it can be when we fail to acknowledge it’s place in marriage.

As the moderator turned it over to the table for discussion, I looked at Merrill and said, “I don’t think, you want the Veronica Philips perspective to this subject”. Yes, I’m a little dirty when it comes to sex and it’s means, but admittedly, I too am growing older, and God didn’t quite bless me with the same stamina as Merrill. Men can go until the day they die, whereas women, appear to have a shelf life…..it’s unfair that God favored men over women, or did He? He didn’t. He just gave us a thermostat.

I am just as sexual as Merrill, I just have a very different “on” switch. For example, my butt, as I bend over to pick up trash, appears to be his switch, but for me, watching him be a daddy to his children, doing the dishes, putting on a bandana (TMI?), or dying is what gets my switch flipped. I think God gave us different triggers, because it they were the same, we’d be baboons never leaving the bathroom. I’m not here to pontificate on the settings needed for great sex, but the Church, in order to serve the needs of its congregants, needs to understand that SEX should be discussed, and discussed often. I liked that our small groups, formally known as Sunday School, took up the subject and tastefully ran with it. The trick for me, is not to be challenged to shock my table mates….cause I can….you know?

Sex, the more you know and understand how God WANTS you to have it, the more you accept that not everyone is the same. I like sex..Not while shopping at Walmart, but I do like it. My thermostat is just a little trickier than his. Now if you’ll excuse me…I hafta go forth, and pretend to multiply. Be Blessed.

Remember you set The Tone. You ARE the Example. Be KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete complete, enjoy your Sunday.

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If Home really is where the heart is, then I should probably call my heart, and tell her where I am“…..Ronnie giggling at herself this am.


I’ve known people in Danville, and some here, who’ve never, ever left the area. I mean, they travel, but as far as moving or getting out for any extended period of time, they’ve never left their homes. There are times, like when we visited Colorado Springs, that I thought I could totally move and be happy, but I now see that’s not true. The gala last night was beautiful, we had a great time, met lots and lots of people (oh I could tell you some stories of rich drunk people), but it was missing the garlic spice on my spaghetti…Know what I mean? I’ve carefully watched the Danville news, I know the crime rate….I see the city in crises….and I still miss it. Home….It really IS about where you lie your pearls. I don’t do change well do I?

Wanna go to Tahoe for Christmas?” I asked Merrill a few days ago. I’m going to put on the face, decorate the tree (my Halloween decorations are still up…ugh), and I’ll go through the motions, because we do this for our kids and our sweet baby Jesus….but really, to stay at home doesn’t seem necessary. Hell, I don’t even know what we’re going to do for Thanksgiving. Who will go with me to Wal-Mart and dare some stranger to step to me over a small piece of electronic equipment? Where are my ATA mom’s gonna be, as I tell a stranger to get the hell back, and up out of my face? What about mom’s chocolate pie, chicken and noodles, the fruit plate we’d bring every year, the family that drove me BSC….but I miss now…..I was bragging about my Publicist last night to a friend, then thought, “I haven’t talked to her in YEARS”…..we used to be joined at the hip……I’m not doing well with this am I?

And SO….I KNOW….that all this….rests within ME. The sh*t about self-happiness, and contentment is now coming home to roost, and I’m resenting it. The holidays especially are going to be hard, but I have my little family here….So, I’m serious about Lake Tahoe. A lodge, a cozy room, snow, a small tree…presents….coffee….beautiful lodge fire….Santa will find us, of this I am sure. Home….the embodiment of the spirit rests within our heart….NO, it may not be the same, but the same isn’t always good. I do miss the Fall in the Midwest….the leaves, the gentle 60mph winds coming off the plains, the big ass Wolf spiders who’d try to eat your brain while you slept, the wood burning stoves, the cold wood floors, the friends, the sweatshirts, Saturday U of I football, I mean, I DO miss it, and I might just to have to accept that I will never, ever live there again, but as long as I have Merrill that has to be enough…..Sigh…. Home is in the heart and I’ll make a new heart here….I’ll get over it, especially when I see you getting 8 ft of snow in January (I’ll be home in January for a minute). So I gotta go. Not sure about church today….that’s the part I miss the most I think….Church. We’ll get back to that another day…..Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Sunday.

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Do you promise….?” Pastor

I DO“….Ronnie

Commitment. It’s a BITCH.

I’m convinced, unless of course I’ve been off the field for far too long, that people don’t really FEAR commitment, as much as they’re too lazy to put in the work. I mean think about it. It’s easy to jump into bed and play house, or to sign up for the Pick Up A Piece of Trash day, but to actually get involved, requires actually doing the work. They’re big out here on volunteerism’s. Ugh…”You want me to bake stuff? No thanks, I’ll write you a check“, because gathering the ingredients, cracking eggs, setting the oven and the like, is too much for the likes of me, and I can be crafty about getting out of work. Relationships often fizzle out, because once the other party involved requires a level of intimacy you’re not willing to provide, the relationship is done….and it’s done, because it requires WORK. Commitment….these are things I pondered today, while on the Gyno table, awaiting the MD.

Meh, maybe it’s not laziness….maybe it’s the age-old adage, “The best laid plans of mice and men, often go awry“. Meaning, we have good intentions. We were going to bake those cupcakes, work out every morning, take a new class, read to our kids every night, but then LIFE got involved, and all we wanted to do, took a back seat, to all we NEEDED to do…and all the energies into what we wanted to do now turns to resentment as we project our anger onto those whom deserve it the least. Simply stated, we are over scheduled, but instead of adhering to the commitment we made as spouses, employees and even parents, we QUIT….and really there’s no lack of support for our lack of effort.

As I was pondering these thoughts today, it occurred to me that maybe, just maybe, I haven’t given enough effort to acclimating myself to my new environment. “Why don’t you take a week to schedule what you really want? Then stick with it?” I asked myself, and gosh darn it, it sounded good. When I stood before man and God, I swore a solemn vow to stand BY my man, regardless of the situations in which I found myself….and really, I advise each of you everyday that only you are responsible for your happiness…why then, should my attitude be different? I think I just didn’t want to put forth the effort, and so now, I find myself at the apex of a very important decision; which I know, will work out….Our Church is closing this Sunday, for a day of Volunteerism. Fifty-two projects await the congregation, and we get to determine which project we want to participate in…..I told Merrill, “This is a big commitment to a new church. Ready?”….I sometimes think the vows should be rewritten to reflect, “We’ll see” instead of “I DO” because that’s what we are….a nation of “We’ll see’s“…..so for me, I am going to put forth the effort to enjoy all this beautiful state has to offer….for a week…and if it works out….well…LOL…We’ll See. Commitment….it’s not the fear, it’s the unwillingness to put for the effort to make it work, and that starts with conflicting priorities. Gotta go. It’s Wednesday evening services….our 1st time. Sweetness is excited about it. Me? Well…I’ll let ya know….right after I finishing baking these damned cupcakes. Be Blessed.


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California Love












The following is a true conversation.

Where you from?”

I’m from….”

Doesn’t matter, because in a few years, you’ll never want to leave. Here in California, we’re so open-minded and on a higher plane Spiritually, Mentally, and Socially than the Midwest and South. You’ll see, a few years here, and you won’t want to ever to leave. So where you from?”.

The backward Midwest. And you, Darling, I just made famous


California Love


So before leaving the backwater Midwest, I had a friend tease me…that I would come back to Danville a Californian. NO….not me, but after listening to the Nurse talk about the way, we backwater folk, are perceived on the left coast, it did get me to thinking what was so backwater about us….I mean, we talk good, just like California, we’re rude in traffic, just like California, we read, right, and know our rithmatic as much as anyone out here in the cross hairs of North Korea…..California Love…..Just what makes the Midwest and South so backwater? Well, I’m fixin’ to tell ya.

  1. We’re not stupid. One of the greatest mistakes you will EVER make about the Midwest and South, is to confuse our patience for your ridiculousness, with stupidity. We’re just trying to figure out if you need a doctor, or some heart blessin’.
  2. Our patience stops on the highway. All three regions have that in common, the difference is, we’ll follow you off the ramp you cut us off in traffic to make, and corner you in the Arco gas station you stopped at because you wanted to see how far south you could push your SUV needle…THEN show you what a good ole fashioned Monsters of the Midway Ass Whoopin feels like….No seriously, we’re THAT crazy.
  3. We don’t have fun the same way you do, fair enough, but honestly, I’ve been stoned. It’s fun, but I’d prefer a tail-gate party (in the ATL you get a night club to go with it-it’s awesome), outside a Bears/Saints game, with Beer, Brats, the pigskin and my friends. Then, go inside the majestic stadium, and watch two groups of men (insert NFL joke here) beat the hell out of each other, turn to the Bears fan behind me, and say, “OHHHHHHH did you see THAT? Your boy got schooled SON!“….followed up by sharing another beer and brat with the sore loser Bears fan….
  4. We not less enlightened, we’re honest. We’re okay with telling you your outfit makes you look fat, you stink, your children are monsters (we’ll even spank them for you), your husband is sticking it to someone else, your cat is gay, your mom is gay, your brother is gay, and to take your hat off in church. Cause here’s the thing Princess, we don’t mess around. We can’t. There’s a game on in 15 min.
  5. We are a simple people. We love our military, soldiers, God and fellow-man. Do not believe the press, we’re not out here stabbing each other in the throat, but step to our spouses or families, and you’ll find out that the dude from Saw ain’t got nothing on us.
  6. We do play favorites. You do right by us, and you’ll be our favorite.
  7. We are a family. Black, white, black/white, Indian…..we empower and embrace our communities. Sure, not everyone believes in God, but I’ll guarantee you that we’ll pray for anyone who asks. If that makes us less “enlightened” then…well….I’d rather be stupid, then not give what I have to help another human out. Sometimes the greatest gift you can give a brother is prayer.
  8. Purdue, Notre Dame, University of Illinois, Penn State….(insert your college here).
  9. Your deer will put a dent in our car. Our deer will KILL you. We eat better, because life is for the living. Tomorrow is not a promise, and we’ll wash down our better tasting food with a cold brew. Our barbecue’s will knock the smirk off your face. Keep your grass to feed your deer.
  10. We don’t put down other regions to make our region look good, bless your heart, unless of course we’re talking about the World Champ Cubs, Cardinals, Da Bears, Falcons…Wait! Who do you have again? WE don’t start the fights, but we’ll damned well finish them, and when we’re done kicking your “enlightened” ass across the Continental Divide, we’ll bandage you up, and offer you dinner, because out here….Sweetheart, we WORK hard, play harder, and are a forgiving folk….AND three years out here, isn’t going to change this Ozarkian bred girl. It can’t….I bleed Midwest.

California Love. It’s a paradox really, but in the end, we’re not stupid, we’re centered, and I promise you, if you ever need us, we’ll be there for you…..but only after we make you say, “Sorry”….cause we may be gracious, but hey….we have our faults too.

What makes the Midwest and South so great? I’ll let you chime in….and Rep your State. Be Blessed.

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Church Watch 2017









Do You KNOW who I am?


Yeah, but how will they feel about Ronnie huh? They won’t like her a bit”. Merrill after leaving yet another church this morning.

Where is my DAUGHTER?!” The church misplaced Duchess

Church Watch 2017

I grew up around these people. Not in the literal sense, but in the figurative sense of being raised a Baptist. The Church we visited was an Independent Fundamental Baptist church, and as far as friendly goes, they’re in the lead. From the moment our car pulled up in parking lot, we were NOTICED….Trust that. Yet it wasn’t a bad notice, it was strangely refreshing. The other two churches we’ve visited almost acted like we were supposed to be there….I mean, I don’t think a handful of congregants even thought we were new. I get now how The World feels, expect I am not of the WORLD, I am…for all Intensive Purposes (I know) one of theirs. Church Watch 2017…I really liked this church. It’s too bad Merrill did not feel the same.

So they lost our daughter. At the end of service, when we all went outside into the wrath of God’s heat (It was 103 at noon ya’ll), one of the very friendly parishioners (the Youth Pastor) offered to walk with Merrill to go retrieve Duchess. Sweetness had already made himself at home on the BB court with the pastor’s son, but when Merrill and the Youth Director walked out, Duchess was nowhere to be found. No worries, she was probably walked over to the main building to meet with the outgoing worshippers….NOPE, not there either, and I don’t know if it was the HELL outside, or the fact that they LOST our daughter, I yelled to all gathered outside, (members and new visitors alike), “Where is my DAUGHTER?!”…..”Don’t worry, we’ll find her” the pastor’s wife offered, but even in that…there was little comfort. “We’ll FIND her? How did you LOSE her?” was my only response. In the end, the SS Teacher had merely switched classes…and there sat Duchess….as if her parents weren’t ready to kill….All’s Well that ends well….that’s what God always says….but it isn’t…..

And so, the message this am, well both of them, was ON POINT. This church, with its very friendly, if not absent-minded, fellowship was one of the more conservative sects of the Baptist branch. Yes, Rock and Roll is evil, Elvis had a dirty minded pelvis, and honestly, alcohol is of the devil, but those aren’t entirely deal breakers for me. Know what I mean? I felt comfortable in this church, because it’s the same Doctrine I grew up with. The issue lie, like Merrill said, in the knowledge that were they to find out about Ronnie, they’d have my ass in sling so fast it would make your head spin, and that’s because they lacked Grace. The Bible isn’t exactly liberal itself. God was very clear in His Will, wishes and demands, and yet, like Abe, God offers us compromise….He knows we’re going to screw up, like Paul said, “So what then? We sin more, to receive more Grace?“….No of course not, but this Church, with its on fleek teachings has no room for grey area, but it makes me question if that’s really the model we should follow? I’m willing to cut some slack for the Duchess debacle, because to Err is indeed Human….but if I were to put their teachings back onto them, I would not go back next week.

Even Christians have a hard time with the Bible, because there’s so much we either don’t understand, agree with, or simply don’t want to follow. Christ, in His infinite wisdom, tried to answer the question, “What do we do first?” in plain Red Text…”Love thy neighbor“….He told us, “No greater love has he, then the one who’d die for his brother” (I paraphrase), and so, while homosexuality, alcohol, cussing, some versions of sex, and thoughts may indeed be sin…the trick is to try….to keep trying to be the Christian God want’s you to be. I tried to do that….that’s all I’ve ever tried to show you, is that for me, I’m willing to err on the side of Grace, over the side of obedience. Like the snake story Trump pontificated numerous times on the campaign trail, I have been bitten…several times as a matter of face, but I’m HUMAN. I may give some of you the impression that God is like a BK, in which I can have the Doctrine my way, but all I ever tried to do, was show you that we…as The Brethren…screw up. I did like this church…it may be the first time in forever that I didn’t look at my phone while the preacher was giving some good preaching, but the conservative message, was missing the one small element of the Faith that I hold so dearly…The human element….They were wonderful people, very diverse, and had a genuine desire to serve and love God….but in the end, my deal breaker is, if you cannot love and accept Ronnie…as fault-filled and flawed as she is, I can’t fellowship with you, because this is Ronnie. I don’t know how to be any one else than what I am….and I adore that there are some, like Becky, who love and accept me for and as ME. I really miss RBC…they knew Ronnie, and loved her anyway. Church Watch 2017 continues….but this church was the best by far,….so maybe…we’re getting there. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Sunday.


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The Doctrine of Christ

I love Jesus, but I cuss



Well, I don’t know, I heard you guys were a bunch of snake kissing, inbred that like to probe our minds when we’re out“….Smart ass

No, not on your 1st time“…Ronnie

Hi, I’m Ronnie…..I’m new here“…..

So, Sunday Saga 2, Church Search 2017, was a bust. Merrill felt more at ease as the numbers were smaller, no one was being all charismatic, and the music wasn’t a stage presentation of Pink Floyd…..but to me….on a 5 star scale….I gave them 3; which represents a church I’d attend if all other churches were closed due to a solar eclipse gone wrong. The Doctrine of Christ….LOL, its not that serious folks.

For me, the bigger churches kinda, sorta get a greeting pass….I mean, sure they have thousands that can greet, after all, not EVERYTHING is the Pastor’s job, but this little, smaller church, had the people, if NOT the pastor to greet, for some reason, they chose not too. No one, and I mean no one, likes walking up a church sidewalk and feeling like the new kid in Footloose, in which everyone is gawking, staring, judging….I mean, you may NOT be doing that….but it feels like that, and I’m a Christian….how do you think a 1st timer feels? One person….the gate keeper….recognized us as new, saw the heathens, and led us straight to a place we could stash them in a safe place, until the end of service. I mean they said, “Oh you can keep them with you”, but under their breath they thought, “I’d rather you didn’t“. We saw the Pastor in the Sunday School hallway…he has children too….he said, “Hi” to us, but Pastors being like the Mayor of Danville, it wasn’t long before he was pulled away for some other nefarious business….Oh, and Jr. High Sunday School? Non-existent in the 1st service. Apparently, it’s child abuse to get them up bright and early to PTL…..Ya’ll Can’t Hear Me….

We are Christian….we speak the language, we can read the text. We know the answer to the question, “Who loves you?” So, if we feel uncomfortable walking into your building, how do you think The World feels? This church had it all text-book straight. The small groups; which come on….you don’t greet me at the door, and you EXPECT me to come to your house as a stranger? REALLY? The fancy shiny folders that tells us what you believe in (Christ, Crucifixion, Resurrection, Easter, Christmas), the amazingly well-kept coffee bar complete with staff and STARBUCKS (RBC take note), the music was upbeat, the pastor was easily understood, and with the exception of the Doctrine of Tithing, I had no exception to what he taught….you can have the most amazing Sunday School, dresses, air-conditioned building, hell you can give out a Chanel bag to each new customer, but until you learn to step out and treat visitors like they’re welcome, NONE OF IT WILL MATTER….it will be for NOTHING. Dig? Feel me? I gave that church 100 opportunities to greet me…..This is why I want Sunday School on campus….You may be Christian, but you could be a freak too….we do not want to go to your home…meet us on Christ’s turf….The Doctrine of Christ states that you make all feel welcome…..I don’t care about your tattoo’s, jeans, tee shirts….I don’t care how normal and down-to-earth you present yourself, I care about feeling like a part of your family…and if you can’t do that….I can’t be with you. So, gotta go. Happy Solar Eclipse Day. I just ran 2.0 miles, at Dawn, and OMG I love it…..I wrote this while running…..Christ wants you to: Love each other….comfort each other….encourage each other…..and support each other…..then have your coffee bars and shiny folders….Don’t get that sh*t twisted yo. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. Be KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, please don’t look into the sun….you will see the black hole of its heart….and go blind.


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Small Town Politics

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I was born in a small town, and I live in a small town. Probably die in a small town, Oh those small communities

John Mellencamp


Everyone knew we had moved back in with her, but it was a small town so……My mother, had come back home with 4 extra mouths to feed. I imagine the conversation went something like this:

“Did you hear about Lillian? Her daughter’s back…and she brought 4 kids with her”

“No. What happened?”

“Well, Betty told me that Wilma told her, that her husband went to buy bread one day, and never came back. Left her with 4 kids to take care of”

“Oh you don’t say!”

“Yes, now she has to work to support all those kids. Tsk…tsk…tsk”

So yes, she had more at home to feed now, but she was a trooper, and only complained once a day (smile). She was an amazing woman, who raised amazing kids…I’m a lot more like her than you all think. So everyone knew who we were…so what…it wasn’t a bad thing. My grandmother’s supervisor, actually went out of his way to make sure my grandmother got the H.D. Lee specials (I’ll never wear those things again) and the extra hours, while the hunters split their catch with her…people chipped in..Small Town Politics mandates that the town, take care of it’s own….I love Lebanon for that. Small Town Politics.….Our city needs to accept that Danville isn’t a baby anymore.

A man in Danville became Facebook famous, when his investigative reporting led him to a liquor drive through store and the “Brown Bag Special“. Until yesterday, I had no idea what it was…but apparently, the Brown Bag Special is a lighter, a crack pipe, and a Brillo Pad wrapped up in…you guessed it…a Brown Bag. Part of me respects the capitalism that this business pursued, in finding a nitch…then filling it…of course, that’s the wrong attitude right? A debate raged on among the FB Attorney’s and Ministers, whether the Brown Bag Special sale was illegal or not, and if not illegal, certainly IMMORAL……”Morals are subjective. What’s right and wrong to you, may not be right, nor wrong to me“. I wrote that…I stand by it……mostly because of the HUGE crime wave on the East End of the city…hell, if you’re breaking into cars, your morals may be different from mine! Just Saying.

Small towns used to be hotbed of morals. Actually, we had so many morals, we had to give parades to throw then out. Morals, only applied on Sunday however, and if you don’t believe me, send your kid to a church lock-in, then get back with me…better yet, go meet with your local councilman…see if you don’t walk away with a lighter pocket…I did digress. With Saturday picnic’s and Sunday naps, anyone who was anyone understood that MORALS was the priority. Businesses, unless important to the upkeep of LIFE, were closed on Sunday’s…families ate together….Dukes of Hazard was gleefully watched (damn they looked good in those jeans), then discussed verily on the landline located centrally in the home. Morals…it was right to share, and wrong to steal, but we have a new society now. A society that says, “You cannot judge me for anything I do“… This new society, is almost like the squirrel that put his butt up to the glass and SHOOK IT at the cat taunting, “Na Na Boo Boo“. This new society, has no problem throwing down at a county fair (then again, we’ve always done that), nor HOLLARING the “Eff” bomb, from across the park…at the Demo Derby…..I’d have enjoyed the fight, were my kids not there…some people just don’t care…do they?¬† Small Town Politics….predicated on morals….a communal agreement understood long before we arrived….but morals aren’t morals anymore, and what we need to do, is figure out the middle ground. Can we exist side by side in this community, or is it really like the Highlander in which there can be…and will be…only one? Yeah, I don’t know….but I know this…our leaders need to realize the city has hit puberty….We are like the teenage girl who got her menses, and acting like a total bitch. Small Town Politics...Everyone knows everyone…..I dunno….Maybe…we should try praying! Or a good lock-in…those things were super fun. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Monday.







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I’m Not God

Love Each Other?
Love Each Other?












Let me grab some popcorn“…..Ronnie getting ready to read a 400+ comment thread.


It didn’t disappoint.


Look, it’s getting ready to rain, and I’m fixing to go on my am run, so I only have a minute to write this….here goes….God may very well forgive, but it doesn’t mean I have to, especially if the act to forgive had nothing to do with me. In his Vision to Peter, God asked Peter to get up, kill and eat, all kinds of foods, that had previously been off-limits to a practicing Jew. Three times, Peter told God, “NO” (and I do paraphrase) and three times, God said (in my grandmother’s voice), “Eat it“….Finally, tired of the game, God told Peter (paraphrase coming up), “You cannot call unclean, that which I cleansed“, and WHOOMP there it was….If God had sanctified, Peter could not dirtify….I’m Not God….I have my bias…but I’m glad He is the Great I Am!

So, there was some nefariousness afoot this week when a woman, leaked the news that a convicted pedophile was attending a church, and gasp…the church was okay with it. Sigh….yes, if the man, regardless of his sins (and I do mean regardless) asked Christ to forgive and come into his life, the Church cannot…in good faith….deny his entrance. I’m sorry, they can’t. See, to God…sin is sin. Murder is the same as adultery, grabbing my ass, is the same as grabbing my BFF’s ass….God doesn’t favor sin over sin, so that we cannot boast our sin is less than the sin of our neighbor.. Get it? So yes, in defense of the Church, this Church had to accept a new follower in Christ to mentor. We, as the people, can make the decision to not attend, and whatever, that’s between you/them and your/their God….but to answer the question of why the Church allowed him to enter into the Gates of Grace…..well if they hadn’t….God would have been angry….again….”Do not call unclean…that which I have made clean“……

The real story here, is my response to the controversy, because I was torn….See, this crime allegedly occurred while the gentleman was 15…he did his time…he came back to try to start a new life. God forgave him….Had he committed theft, home invasion, check writing deception, I could have easily been on his side…..but no…he raped, then allegedly killed a handicap little girl. For the greater part of the week, I was 49% sorry for him. I surprised even myself, by the empathy I felt as I attended his FB crucifixion, and in small town politics, don’t get it twisted…..he was skinned alive, then hung out to dry on the FB forum…..but 51% of me….Hated his Guts….and I didn’t even know him…..Like Peter, I should not have turn my nose up at what God cleansed, but I did…and I’ll take the hit. I’m Not God….I cannot ever be God….I cannot ever assume to know what God wants from me, but I do know that I was a conflicted juror in this man’s FB trial. I dunno, maybe I’m getting soft….if so, I need to fix that. See, I can pray for him….I can ask God to lead him to a church home where he will not be subjected to public ridicule….but I won’t…what I WILL do is ask God to forgive me….and help me….manage my hate…….Think, I’ll go running and think about it…..God cleanses….that’s GREAT….because I’ve got some mess in my closet too….but I’m human, and my sins are not as bad….and I’m aware that’s wrong…..Don’t Judge Me. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Friday….:)


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It’s A Glorious Day

And I AM
And I AM

“Tell me what my wedding ring and baptism have in common, and you can be Baptized.” Ronnie posing a riddle to Sweetness several years ago.

3 Years Later

“Your ring tells the world you belong to Daddy. Baptism tells the world I belong to God” Sweetness solving said riddle.


For my friends not of the Faith, understand that you can still celebrate this day with me, without having to swear allegiance to God. I have many, many wonderful friends not of the Faith and the general thought is in order to be happy for me, one has to be Christian. They do not, for even the Bible talks about those outside the faith, celebrating with those whom were¬† defined as the Children of God….It’s a Glorious Day, and not at all about ME….

In the Christian Faith, the sacrament of Baptism, is simply an outward sign of an inward commitment. Like my wedding band, I would still be married to Merrill if I didn’t have have one, or have it on. The band doesn’t make me married, it simply shows the world that I am Merrill’s wife and devoted completely to him. It does not mean I am a good wife, a nice wife, a wife without flaws…dig me? It simply means that if I were in public you would know I was taken. Baptism is no different. Being a Christian does not mean we are good children, nice children, nor children without flaws…it means we, like my ring, are showing the world that we belong to God. We are His Children….The sacrament does not save, it does not make us better……

This is a big deal in The Community. Not because we are some kind of exclusive club in which recruiting is frowned upon…no, we want all of you to be a part of our family…the problem is that just because of whom our Father is, many think we should be that way….no sir…I mean, we try really, really hard to be like Him….but because of our sinful nature, and the nature of the World, we are constantly struggling….As flesh and blood, like you, we struggle against many of the same temptations offered you. Some, are better at fighting off certain influences than others. For example, when I am weak, tired and stressed out, my language is a little blue….whereas I KNOW other Christians whom wouldn’t cuss for all the tea in China, but will judge a fellow sister in a second….see we all have our flaws because we are human. We are human beings living in a fallen world….just like you. We have the same hopes, fears, trials and tribulations….but together…we have prayer….maybe that’s what we have to offer you…prayer…..because being a cynic I can tell you it does work. We have prayer….Hmmmm…..another day perhaps. So, being a Christian doesn’t make us perfect, it makes us adopted….my son….will be brought into The Faith with great fanfare….he belongs to God now….but I’m going to stick around…ya know…cause I love him. He is my Son with whom I am well pleased. You don’t have to be a Christian to be happy for me….It’s a Glorious Day Friends….let us rejoice…and be glad in it. Be Blessed.

Remember you set The Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Sunday…

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Walmart Moms

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“So what, they sell walls?” Paris Hilton, on her reality show “The Simple Life”, many, many years ago.

I try really, really HARD to stay off certain click-bait news sites that involve Political topics, because even before I hit the “comment” link, I must put on the Armor of God. My skin is only so thick, and when the arrogant POS’s, whom live in their mother’s basement, start calling the heartland residents “inbred, hillbilly hicks whom have nothing better to do but drink beer, and spit” I get very defensive. Listen, I’m no Trump supporter, but the stereotype of my brethren offends me….VERILY. Do I look like an inbred hillbilly? Would one use hick to describe me? The Mountain folk of the Ozarks and surround states, are good hard working people, whom give you the shirts off their backs. They are NOT stupid, and they’re very good judges of character, and as far as ignorant idiots? Well, lets just say that if your car breaks down on I-44, I-70 or I-24, it will be a “hick” that pulls over and helps you fix your car…..It gives me great pleasure to read about The Walmart Moms being a group of women, courted heavily by Clinton and Trump…….Clinton forgot her kin…I like it when the chickens come home to roost.

There is some satisfaction in the arrogance of the Clinton campaign realizing that the women they counted on, are not going to be as instrumental as they had hoped. She forgot one small, deadly, truth…woman will turn on each other in an instant. Clinton is disingenuous with the stench of death surrounding her like flies on a hog roast. The heartland has always been an afterthought in the political ring, almost like, “Oh yes, send someone there to say ‘Hello'”, but reading a Yahoo article this am, I see that Trump seems to have grasped what Clinton did not, The Walmart Moms and what’s important to US in this economy. We are a good Christian folk, whom loves God and our neighbor, we work hard, and play harder. We don’t appreciate the rhetoric or the name calling of US, and while we do like a good wrestling match, “The LIAR vs. The TRUMP”, even we get back to work Monday morning. Shoot, all anyone had to do was listen to one country song, or go to one Larry the Cable Guy concert to really understand that we don’t ask for much, just respect, and it appears that the blue party, forgot about that…..So…

Walmart Moms are just as busy as any Executive in this country. Big City folk are not that impressive to US. We have PTA meetings, soccer (in my case ATA) practice and church boards. We cook, clean, prepare the baths, help with homework, and satisfy our husbands, just like the NY City sisters. We cry over our bills, we wonder how we’re going to rob Peter to pay Paul, some of us have businesses, we care more about our employees than ourselves. We are the farmers, the cattle ranchers, the producers, the small business owners, without the heartland, you’d STARVE and frankly, be honest, you like NASCAR too…posers! It’s about time, the big wigs in that great city of DC came correct and recognized that we run this muther, and any talk of increasing our taxes, when we’re already so charitable with what we have is NOT going to be met with appreciation, but a dissenting vote at the ballot box. Too many have made fun of us….too many have written us off at hicks, too many have questioned our intelligence in this election, and yet, too many are now pandering to our intellects….Trump is popular because he’s speaking our language….Making this country (which we LOVE) great by making sure that we have a leader whom is a straight-shooter…HINT: We respect straight-shooters! Now, I don’t trust him, and some of us don’t, but we trust HER less…we have an expression in the hills, “If it smells fishy, you’re down by the river”….meaning….well you figure it out….Listen, she’s from Arkansas….she WAS one of us…she forgot where she came from, and that, we don’t easily forgive…..but I’m willing to try, so let’s go fishing together Ms. Clinton, better yet, I’ll give you a rifle, and on or about November 2, you can come deer hunting with me….then tell me and my friends, how dangerous we ARE to this country’s security and why you deserve to be surrounded by men with guns, and we don’t deserve to provide for ourselves…..LOL, I WISH she would. Clinton….is not the candidate for the heartland….those polls can say what they want! We’re not stupid……it’s about time someone recognized the Walmart Moms…Remember a burned bridge is not easily rebuilt….we know and remember what’s been said about us, even the cute little pictures of our butts, humiliating us, as we shop….Do the right thing mommies….it’s our day at the poll. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Saturday.






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