Monday, April 27, 2015

You Call yourself a Christian?


Today, I saw this post on Facebook, on someone's page that I consider a friendly acquaintance.
This was my response:
·         Kim Danbert Hmm I don't think judging "Christians" on the actions of some is any more laudible than judging any other belief systems by the imperfect people who support it. There are many (and many) Christians who are not "snobs" and do awesome charitable works with little or no acknowledgement. As, I'm sure, there are jewish people, sikh people Buddists. I find this type of Christian bashing as disdainful as I do any sweeping generalization of any other belief system. Inaccurate and unfair.
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I don't know why people feel so empowered to tell someone where their spending eternity, nobody knows that except God.
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Kim Danbert My issues, here is the sweeping generalization about a group of people who espouse a belief. How would you react if the ecard had said "Hey Jews, get your noses out of your legers, and spread some of the wealth!". Categorizing "most Christians" as hypocrites or judging is as bad as characterizing any other body of faith.

Well, I'm sure the debate goes on without my participation further. But, I did as the Ecard suggested.
Disclaimer here: I would never characterize Jesus Christ, the man, whom I believe, laid down his life for the sins of all mankind, as a "snob".
I did exactly as the ecard suggested. I got out my Bible and checked it out. You know what. In His earthly ministry, Jesus Christ did more than his share of judging people's motives, rebuking people's actions and criticizing people's mindsets.
Beginning with his own mother.
John 2:1-4
On the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus’ motherwas there, and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding. When the wine was gone, Jesus’ mother said to him, “They have no more wine.”
“Woman,[a] why do you involve me?” Jesus replied. “My hour has not yet come.”
So here, I think Jesus, the Son of God, product of divine birth, is reproving his own mother for her impatience.


He scolded for not having "Godly enough" motivations among his disciples:
But when Jesus turned and looked at his disciples, he rebuked Peter. “Get behind me, Satan!” he said. “You do not have in mind the concerns of God, but merely human concerns.”

He criticised the motivations of some people praying in the temple:
[ Prayer ] “And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full.

Although, most people during His time and now, seemed to be in one accord on this one, He criticized the Pharisees:
 Matthew 15:7-9
 You hypocrites! Isaiah was right when he prophesied about you:
“‘These people honor me with their lips,
    but their hearts are far from me.
They worship me in vain;
    their teachings are merely human rules.’[c

He rebuked a group of towns people intent on violence toward a woman caught in adultery:



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Later Jesus appeared to the Eleven as they were eating; he rebuked them for their lack of faith and their stubborn refusal to believe those who had seen him after he had risen

But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger.When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.”Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground.

He scolded some of His OWN believers for being hypocrites:
You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.

He even curses a poor (struggling) fig tree:
Matthew 21:18-19
Early in the morning, as Jesus was on his way back to the city, he was hungry. 19 Seeing a fig tree by the road, he went up to it but found nothing on it except leaves. Then he said to it, “May you never bear fruit again!”Immediately the tree withered.

So, (like the comedy Central series, South Park) we can gather that nothing is too low (a fig tree), too dear (Mom) or too high (Pharisees) for Him to rebuke, reprove correct, curse or criticize.

Do I think this gives us, as his followers the right to do the same?
No. Jesus was the only begotten son of God. I think it's safe to say he may have known some things that we did not.

However, I am also a student of history. History tells me that when a specific group of people begin to be identified with specific descriptive, bullying and chaos are not far behind.
Too often I have heard and read the phrase "Christians are hypocrites", almost so casual and flip as to be cliche'.
Why be so Christian-centric about it. Most people have hypocritical moments in their lives. We're ALL sinners, no matter how hard we try not to be.
Maybe it's the violence with the ISIS organization against Christians, that makes me think in parallels.
I recall a testimony by a German gentleman who was Jewish, who was a young boy when the Nazi regime began occupation.
He told a story of being on a bus, and a man he had known in his town was sitting on a bus, when the young man boarded. This one day, the man started calling out in a loud voice, as the boy sat behind him "I smell GARLIC...Oh the stench!" (the boy was Jewish). This went on for nearly a week. Until, at last, the boy stopped riding the bus because he couldn't stand the round of chanting "Jews stink".  Then, the man remembered all the "stinking Jews" boarding a train to Auswitchz.
So maybe you do know some people who are Christians who are hypocrites. Being human beings (and we ARE human beings) , we are not perfect. We claim forgiveness under the blood of Jesus Christ, the Son of God, who sacrificed His life for we,who, invite Him into our souls.

As to the last item on the ecards post, with which I am going to make note. "You call yourself a Christian". First a history lesson:
Followers of Christ did not (originally) call themselves Christians.
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The term 'Christian' was used to describe a follwer of Christ in terms of the world, from the world's point of view. The pagans at Antioch called the apostles "Christians" first (Acts 11:26; 26:28) and used it derogatorily because the apostles didn't follow the commercial world of the pagans.

I do, as it happens, identify myself to people (when asked) as a Christian.
It is a descriptor of my faith and the life-path I follow.
If, I, as a Christian, disappoint you, with my attitudes, my ill temper when I am cut-off in traffic, my lack of generosity to someone you deem worthy;
If I criticize you unfairly, or act with pride, or you feel judged by others who also share the moniker;
If my cross offends you, when you see it and remember another, by whom you were abused, wearing the same sign.
I humbly and completely apologize, for them and for me.
I ask you to understand, that before I accepted Christ, I was (and remain) a wretched human.
And only Christ and death can cure that.

Yours in Christ
Until next time
eat something wonderful
and live a life worth loving.
-Kim












Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Some Strange things I do during Lent 2015


Some of my friends have known that Lent is my very special devotional season.
I have done (and continue to do) some things that many consider "radical" during the Lenten Season.
I'm sharing this, this year, in an invitation to my friends to get radical in their walks with God.
If you can, share them with me, personally or on my facebook page so that I don't feel like John the Baptist (a lone voice in the wildnerness) with my Lenten weirdness.

Lent # 1. The first thing I do, in commemoration of Lent is I color my hair...purple.
This began approxemately 4 years ago. Walt and I had found a new church (well--new for us).           I was still in the throws of grief over my mother and the life I had lost in caring for her full-time.
 There was a program on in which a woman talked about reading in the Bible about a woman cutting off all her hair, in grief. I became determined to wear my grief. But it was Lent. I walked into Sally Beauty and bought a bottle of Rave purple and never looked back.
 It happened that it was also the year that I made my walk to Emmaus, which ocurred during Lent. Consequently, when I attend Emmaus Events in Dunklin, there is a host of people looking for my purple hair.
But other things have happened during my Lenten purple season. As people in the general puplic comment (as they often do) I have the opportunity to testify. "That's a neat color" they might say. "I color it purple for Lent". So often, in people over the age of thirty, there is a "beat" that they take. I can see in their eyes, they're harkening back to a time when Lent was a part of their lives. It is a touching moment for me.
  #2 "If you color your hair purple, what are you giving up?"
    That is an interesting question, but it was not hard for me to answer. I am giving up my "invisibility".  When I was in High School, one of my good friends, Michelle, was a baptist. Her entire family were very active in the church. She was not the secretive about it. Once she was meeting a new neighbor, I was with her. She was talking about her family and added "And we're Christians.". I marveled at the way that tumbled out of her mouth, so easily.
It has not always been so easy for me to profess my belief and love of Jesus. In fact, in my life,
it has been much easier for my faith to remain "invisible", especially in the circles in which I travel.
Then, with my purple hair, the first thing I see in the morning, is...me with purple. I remember, "I do this for Lent". Then I am shopping, the cashier says "Wow that's amazing hair...is that really purple?"....I respond "thank you. I do this for Lent." (if she's in her early 20's she asks) "What is Lent?"..."It's the devotional journey of 40 days preceeding Jesus' crucifixion on Good Friday and ressurection on Easter."....A smile comes across her face as she "remembers" the story. "That's cool".  My hair is the conversation starter for a testimony, I wouldn't otherwise give.

#3 I take out my Lenten Wardrobe. (yes, I actually have a Lenten wardrobe.) If you've known me for any length of time, you know I have clothing that matches most holidays and season. Fall/Halloween (of course) Christmas/Holiday, most recently all reds and pinks for Valentine season. Of course, I have a Lenten wardrobe. It consists mostly of purple clothing with some grey (the ashes) clothing. It wasn't that difficult to gather, as I love purple and have had much purple clothing in my wardrobe though the years.  One of the benefits of this , is I don't have to worry about anything clashing with my hair.

#4 Watch ALL the Jesus, Biblical and Pseudo-Jesus Films and doccumentaries that I can find.
 The History channel , History 2 and Smithsonian Channels are replete with "investigative" and theorizing programs centering around elements of the life of Christ.
Just recently, I watch one titled "The Wife of Jesus" (falls into my "DaVinci Code" category).
 There are specials on Crucifixion (a gruesome and painful study--not for the squeemish)
The Holy Grail (another in the DaVinci code category). I watch ALL doccumentaries on The Shroud of Turin. There is one about the "Face of Jesus" in which a researcher produces a Face of Jesus Christ from the iconography on the Shroud of Turin.
The films put me in a devotional mood and give me perspective on the sacrifice of Christ, I don't seem to get in any other way.
 The non-documentary films I watch each and every Lenten Season are:
1) Jesus of Nazareth Mini Series
2) Jesus Christ Superstar
3) The Passion of the Christ

#5 Bake lots of bread
     Christ said "I am the bread of life". During Lent, my usual bread making process takes on a devotional, even spiritual quality. I seek someone to bless with the bread after baked.

So there are some of my Lenten traditions. There are more and some change from year to year.
I wish you and yours a blessed Lenten season.

Until next time,
Eat something delicious
and live a life worth loving.


-Kim 

Friday, December 19, 2014

Some of my Favorite Things


One of the "good things" (as Martha calls them) that has come out of my Holiday confinement, is that I've been watching a plethora of "Holiday Films".
Having little else that I've been capable of, I've been basking in each and every Christmas movie that I can find.
In years past, I've been so busy in so many activities and committments (most of which I enjoy, btw) I really haven't caught much but fragments of the Christmas fare that I embrace.
Usually, I put on a movie or feature while I'm wrapping, addressing or baking, catching only moments of Rudolph exclaiming "I'm CUUUUTE!" , or Ebeneezer exclaiming "If I had my way, every idiot who goes about with Merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled in his own pudding with a stake of Holly in his heart!".
Not so, this year. If , sometimes, in the course of our human lives, we need to be laying down to "look up", I have been forced to "lay back and look forward".                                                                                      It's given me the opportunity to revisit some, long neglected, Christmas friends, reconsider some , once seen Yule Tidings, and experience some new (to me) offerings.                                                                            So, I ask you to join me on the whimsical, profound and sometimes tearful Christmas-tide journey.
It's a Wonderful Life -Definately my Husband's favorite Christmas film, I usually endure the emotional tenor of this movie, until it's conclusion. I try to postpone the tension of holding back the floodgates of this film, until Walt will no longer be denied, and find myself descending (fighting all the way) into the lovely cadence of James Stewart's voice, and Clarence's endless hope for wings.
I had the opportunity to see this Christmas Classic TWICE this year, in the same 24 hour period. Once was at 3:00 am, as I sat in the ER for treatment. I found myself uncomfortable captive and then emotional volunteer to the comfort and sentiment of Frank Cappra's magic.                                   It's so surprising that this was NOT a hit when it first came out, and really only became a Christmas Classic after it started showing on television.
Watching this, made me remember that I really do believe that "every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings".
The Nativity-This under my newly seen category. I purchased this several years ago, when it was all the rage. Each Christmas since, I have vowed to watch it, and shunned the opportunity on each Christmas. I confess myself bewildered about this. I am someone who watches (unflinchingly) doccumentaries of the Crucifixion and The Passion, each Holy Week since they we're released. But a story of joy and hope and triumph? Oh well. I did (watch it) this Christmas.
Watching "The Red Tent" put me in a "Bible Times" mood, and I did find this offering, surprisingly attention keeping, in it's story telling, I found the casting estute (especially the Antipas family) and the timeline reasonably authentic to cannon. So I would recommend anyone wanting to get in touch the the original "Christmas Story" to give this a view.
Mister Magoo's A Christmas Carol- If you are close to my age, you might remember the bombastic character of Jim Baccas' creation singing "I'm all alone in the world." My first (and still favorite) introduction to a musical rendition of this Dickens Christmas classic.                                                     Viewing this with a more critical (adult) perspective, I must say, I'm surprised at how this stands up to the rigors of time and improvements in animation.
I found myself singing along with the ballad "Winter was warm" and "We're despicable" . I found my spirit lightened by the song "The Lord's Bright Blessing" (sung by Bob Cratchet and family). If you, like me, haven't visited this old story and old production in a long time , or (heaven forbid) have never seen, it is time for a look-see.
What IS Razzle-berry-dressing anyway?
How the Grinch Stole Christmas The 1965 animated feature (not the Jim Carey version).                          This too, has been lost to too many-a-busy Christmas. My husband and I are both fond of quoting many lines from this (the book AND the feature) . "Little Cindy-loo-who...Who was no more than two." "And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head,
And he got her a drink and he sent her to bed.
And when CindyLou Who went to bed with her cup,
HE went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!"
"Maybe Christmas, He thought, was a little bit more!"
What is more endearing than Max's clueless sha-grinn?
Or more infecteous (pardon the allusion) than the Who's gripping hands in joyful chorus of "Rah-who-dorez"? (which oddly reminds me of latin for some reason).
Each time I see this, I ask God to Bless Ted Geisel and his prodgeny, just as I feel blessed by his story.
Well, I also need to mention Boris Karloff's brandy and molasses voice and Thurl Ravenscroft (who sings "You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch--and was the voice of Tony the Tiger) I have to say it. He's GREAT.
A Christmas Carol- 1999  with Patrick Stewart, Joel Grey and a host of English character performers who are a delight to behold. YES Another Christmas Carol graces my list . Is it really a surprise to anyone that I love a good ghost story?                                                                                          When I first saw this, I confess, being a fan of Star Trek TNG, Patrick Stewart was the attraction. I didn't love it. Citing that the production blew most of it's budget on the effects for The Ghost of Christmas Past (Joel Grey), forcing them to find someone's Chiropractor, burlap and electronic eyes for the Ghost of Christmas yet to come. (Only Ed Wood fans will truly understand the "chirpractor" allusion). But some years later, I like Patrick Stewart's Scrooge. I am most captivated by Richard E. Grant's portrayal of the impoverished and hopeful Bob Cratchet.  
Those who are sticklers for "historical accuracy" that there are some "oops" here. Chief among them several songs: "We're all havin' a-go" proffered by Mrs. Crachet, and Silent Night Sung by Tiny Tim was not penned until 20 years after the writing of Dicken's A Christmas Carol.

Honorable Mentions: Miracle on 34th Street, 1947 verion. I love Natalie Wood chewing gum, reciting blithely "I believe, it's dumb, but I believe".
National Lampoon's : A Christmas Vacation introduced to me by my husband Walt, and now I scarce let the season go by without watching it, at least once. Worth it just to see the neighbors "Margaux and Todd" ..and of course, the run-on rant by Clark (Sparky) Grisswald, which ends "Alleluejah! Where's the tylenol?"
Happy Viewing all,
Until Next time
Eat something wonderful and cherish a Christmas worth loving.
-Kim

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

These are the things I'm thankful for

I'm thanksful for the Foodtv. I am not truly a country music fan. So, my exposure to country music is usually "accidental" . During the holidays--Thanksgiving included, I watch every Foodtv and HGTV special and dedicated episode my dvr will hold.
During Trisha Yearwood's Big Thanksgiving Family gathering episode, I had a profound moment. For me, it was the "Thanksgiving equivalent" of the scene in the Charlie Brown Christmas when Linus says "I can tell you what Christmas is about, Charlie Brown." At the end of the meal, Trisha Yearwood sings a song she says she's been working on, to honor her family who's passed.
I was touched beyond measure.
These are the lyrics:
These are the things I'm thankful for by Trisha Yearwood
What I'm thankful for ain't on no list
It only in my heart exists.
For time has helped me understand
there's things I can't hold in my hand
For those who came before my turn
from whom I gathered lessons learned
Like the path that lies ahead,
I see them when I bow my head.
I'm thankful for the Lord above
the blessing of unending love
a promise kept that there is something more.

Until next time,
eat something wonderful
and live a life worth loving
-Kim

Monday, November 10, 2014

When I am sad and down in the dumps

When I am sad and down in the dumps

When I am sad and down in the dumps, I guess like most people, I have
a protocol that I follow.
 After (first) assessing what the causes might be, I then follow a pattern.
Unlike several of my friends, I don’t seek chocolate. Maybe that would be better for me (even though I am a diabetic).
Not  unlike others, I lose my appetite (but unfortunately not corresponding weight, I don’t know why) and then I will seek busy work. Mostly I clean…anything I can get my hands on. Going from room to room, throwing things away and dusting.
When the (inevitable) exhaustion take over, then I seek movies that suit my mood.
Mostly, when I’m depressed, I seek very sad movies. Often they are movies about the Holocaust: Schinler’s List, Out of the Ashes, The Piano, QBVII. Sometimes they’re documentaries, like Simon Weisenthauls “I have never forgotten you”. If I run out of those (and this last three weeks I have) I resort to other sad and desperate movies. PS-I Love you is one, the film ALIVE (the one about the Rugby players who crashed in the Andes) is another.
If I run out of all of those, I resort to Grey’s Anatomy and the TV Series HOUSE M. D. Somehow, Walt can always tell if I’ve been watching either of those.
Yesterday was , what one of my Emmaus compatriots would call a “faith tester”.
The Pastor’s Message, about Stewardship, was presented on Laity Sunday.
My husband participated and had many amazing reviews. He should have had. All the people who participated did a good and communicative job.
Walt, seemed to believe the message was “stop worrying about the “tithe: give as you can.”
My take on the message was “It doesn’t matter how sacrificially you give (of your money time and substance) your financial issues are of no interest to God.
Walt tried to convince me that I have the message wrong in my head.
I’m sure that’s not the only thing that’s wrong.
I’ve headed the prayer ministry at the church for over two years and felt a bit overlooked when someone else what asked to take over the praying duties for laity Sunday.
At the Men’s Garage sale, two people who’ve been “away from the church” since this Pastor arrived, came by. The woman is someone with whom I prayed in our prayer ministry for over a year. The truth be known, most times it was just the two of us. When I was having dyer problems with our previous pastor, (who was actually verbally abusive to me and others in our church). , I was told by my prayer partner and her husband, that they had problems involving another pastor and had prayed on it. I was told more than once “you don’t leave because of the Pastor. You stay in your home church.” Because they were not the only people giving me that message, I didn’t leave. It was painful. But I stayed.
When this couple arrived on Saturday. I was excited to see them. I barely got a “hello” and they were off and disappeared.
On another note, a friend of some 20 years is not speaking to me (again) . Probably because we told her we could not host her visitation to get her Dr’s appointments done.
I keep thinking, “If I had received an email like that, I would have called her to ask her if something was wrong with her.” But there has been no such call.
So she’s pissed at me and punishing me and I’m not in the mood to play the “emotion game” with her.

I’m getting the message that “giving sacrificially is maybe not the best course of action.
I’ve done that with my friendship. I’ve done that in my vocation with God.

Right now I’m feeling invisible to God.
I’m feeling depths of despair.
I miss my dad so much, I can barely breathe.
I’m feeling like that tenuous grip I might have had on my faith is slipping.
slipping
slipping.


-k

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Where the paws meet the carpet



This is not going to be a popular position, I am not going to make a lot of friends
with this one.
I have three cats. All of them are declawed and spayed/neutered.
One of the cats, Gilligan, was a rescue kitty. He was found on one of the
barrier islands in the Indian River (Hence, "Gilligan") and he was my mother's kitty.
He was declawed when she got him. He was chosen by mother after my father died.
When my mom moved in with us, there was no question, Gilligan would be coming with her.
He was (and still IS) a wonderful pet.  He stayed by my mothers side, on her bed, literally, until the evening (July 4th) she died. (which, by the way, is more than I can say for Hospice).
At the time, we had a kitty named Pyewacket. A black jungle cat , who was HUGE in his prime, with green eyes that glowed in the dark. He was also neutered and declawed. We hand-raised him from, I think 4 weeks old and thought we'd never get him weaned.
 Pyewacket, my beloved kitty, died a month after my mother died. We had been treating him for  several years for thyroid problems, and he had a heart attack one sad Saturday night.
This time of year, actually today, I'm missing my mom--today, Oct. 25 is my mother's birthday...and October...well Pyewacket really loved Halloween.
Today, we were in the Melbourne Mall and saw a "pet rescue"  store front, and me being who I am, I never can resist and went in. I was looking at all the animals and there he was. A HUGE black kitty. He's an adult named "Nero". He doesn't have a "bite history" and I was getting on the floor (he was in a lower cage) to see if he might communicate with me.  As I was doing this, I asked the woman who was in attendance "Is he declawed?" and she said "No he's not". She began talking about something called "soft claws" which is re-applied every six-months.  She continued "It would keep him from destroying your furniture."  I replied "I'm not worried about my furniture. I'm worried about my other animals."
She continued "We do get declawed animals and it's so sad".
I turned my attention to Nero, now sure, I would never be approved to get him, when she said to my husband "Do you have declawed animals." and Walt answered we do, and one was a rescue animal.
She CONTINUED.."Soon you won't be able to find a vet who will do a declaw because it's so maming to the animals.".
I got up from the floor (didn't realize I could still move that fast) and said "That's IT. We're going."
I was SO unnerved and angry.
Maybe there ARE some people who declaw their animals and then abandon them.
WE are not those people.
Maybe it isn't the natural order of surgeries for cats...neither are them being spayed or neutered, but somehow that's "good for them to control the population".
These "pet rescue" people are so unbelievably controlling, they proffer forward a contract that make you promise you will NOT have them (the cats) declawed. I never think to ask if you have to promise about the dogs that you will not have their tails "bobbed".
What IS their political agenda?
I would think sending one of their (many) cats adopted out to a loving home would be foremost on their minds. But no, apparently, it's more important to make unsuspecting, potential families feel guilty about declawing their felines.
We didn't, initially have ours declawed, until, when playing with one another, one of our kitties sustained an eye injury, from one of the other kitties. They weren't being malicious and I understand that "these things happen."  $200 later, after caring for  one of the kitties' eyes,  we began to get them declawed.
Our cats do not go outside. They are inoculated , they have no fleas and they are fed better than some humans . They have baskets full of toys, two automated litter boxes , and a water fountain in their OWN ROOM in our home.
I realize there ARE people who mis-treat , and abandon their animals. WE are NOT those people.
My word for those people working with the "pet rescue" organizations, pushing their declawing agendas, is spend at least five minutes talking to potential adoptive families before you launch into your diatribe.
One of our kittens we adopted from the flea market, and the man that came ahead of us, wanted the kitten to feed his boa constrictor.
But it's ok. He wasn't going to have her declawed.

my 2 scheckles.


Thursday, September 25, 2014

A Friend whom I've never met and whom I'll probably never see again

Today, I had some errands to run. As is typical for me, I left the house without breakfast (after taking my meds).
Our local Walmart has a Denny's restaurant in the front of the parkinglot , off our main road (Wickham Road).
So after I did my shopping at Walmart, I decided to stop at Denny's to grab something for breakfast. This is something I seldom do, because, I suppose, like most people, I don't like eating alone.
After parking my car, I was walking up the patio to the front of Denny's when I noticed a woman, who was distracted by the same thing that distracted me. There was a group of (young) men yelling and hooting at each other in a meridian in the parking lot some hundred yards over.
She was an amazing looking woman in a "managerial" style outfit (black pants, black vest, black shoes, some sort of badge), that made me assume she was "going to work" (at Dennys).
I looked over at the (young) men and just said "Weirdness". She said "I thought they were getting into some sort of mischief". But we both walked into the Denny's.
I was very surprised when the waitress looked at us and said "Two". "One." (I corrected her, and then turned to the woman standing behind me and said) "Unless you're joining me.".
She grasped my arms and said to the waitress "We'll be two and she's paying." . At that we kind of laughed and were each led to our separate tables.
I had the impression she was in a "new position", and after I ordered, I sent up a prayer for her. "God please bless her in her new position. Let her feel confident. Let her feel your grace with her. Let her be blessed and blessed and blessed.".
As I waited for my breakfast, I stared out the window at the drizzling grey , that seems to have taken over our skyline this week. The woman, I had entered with walked by my table and said "Stop thinking so hard!". I smiled at her and said "You' should have joined me, I'd have bought you breakfast." (we both laughed).
When I received my breakfast, I gave thanks (as I usually do) and when I finished my breakfast, I asked for my bill and a go-cup for my tea. It took a while, and I didn't know why.
Then the waitress came over and said "A person who wishes to remain anonymous, took care of your bill." I smiled to myself. I knew who it was.
I tipped my waitress and took my cup, on the way out, I waved to my new and anonymous friend as I left.
There is still goodness in the world. We're blessed by people unknown to us.
Angels are sent when we are alone, and believe ourselves to be unseen.
Blessings come, not only when we are desperate for them, but when God wants us to feel loved.
Until next time,
Eat something wonderful
and live a life worth loving.

-Kim