I love the tree trimmings,  the holiday parties,  the food,  the family and the fun!

But most  of all the Spirit of Christmas is about Christ.

A friend of mine stated bluntly to me yesterday…Rhonda does not celebrate Christmas.  And Rhonda is a religious person too.

Like,  what does Rhonda and her person life have to do with  me?

That  I do not get. 

I have supreme joy at this time of year.  And not because of the gifts…I do not get gifts….AT ALL!  

I do not have a husband or a boyfriend for 13 years I have been alone as a caregiver to my family ( my mom and son). 

Rhonda is married….so What gives?

I was married once…and my  life was even more filled with Holiday cheer than now!

So what that people do not know when Jesus was born.   I am concerned with his actual death and resurrection on the Cross!

Does anybody know that actual date,  time,  hour,  and month of Jesus actual Cruxifiction?

So what is the problem here?

Christmas is the spirit of   LOVE,  HOPE,  PEACE AND JOY  FOR ALL MAN KIND!

So many homeless people,  shut-in folk would be left alone if it were not for the spirit of GIVING during Christmas.

So there I believe that those RELIGIOUS FOLK who CHOOSE  not to celebrate the HOLIDAY  of Christmas have missed the point of the celebration.

They are concerned that they will be overwhelmed with the spirit of “getting a gift”  and not  the death and resurrection of the born Christ child when he becomes thirty-three years old. 

How can you though?   Really?   Those who receive gifts for love of money,  sex,  drugs,  relationships  and all the selfish motive stuff are those who  Christ came and died for. 

So those of us who believe in the HOPE, OF LOVE,  OF SALVATION….should  realize that we are the ones who hold up the light of  life to the people motivated by selfishness…so that when all of their goals of selfish greed makes them  fall flat on their faces because they did not get that  GUCCI BAG,  or  Mercedes Benz,  or Diamond earrings…they will see us HUMBLE FOLK…holding up a little  heart sign of Christ Love and Salvation…saying…All who are weary come….Come to the Giver of Life….the Little Baby Jesus….who died for all SINS….OF GREED,  SELFISHNESS,  AND HATRED,  AND ALL SUCH THINGS…

I believe that they will see that Christmas more than getting and giving a bunch of expensive or inexpensive material possessions.  Christmas is the spirit of God’s Love come down to a lost,  worn,  and tired collective humankind soul and spirit.

Let us not turn into Scorge as a form of RELIGION!   Jesus turned water into wine at a wedding celebration….Can we love God more than Christ loved God the Father?   Jesus said if you have seen me you have seen the  Father.   So if Christ did not count it as sin to celebrate a wedding  of an unnamed bride and groom….Why not celebrate the birth a little Baby….who was set to take the sins of the world upon himself when he became a man?

Keep Christ in  Christmas,  and take into your heart the true  Spirit of Love,  Peace,  and Joy of the Season.

So that is what Christmas 2009  means to me.

till next blog….\

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I love the summer!
I should have been born in the Tropics…
No….I mean it! Really!

I love to feel sun drenched!
I love to feel the warm sun…not the hot
midday sun…but the late afternoon sun
when you sit up under a tree and allow
yourself to feel that breeze and smell
the grass and summer plants and flowers…
with your eyes closed —suddenly you
can even “feel” the earth revolving! You can
hear the leaves on the trees being gently
tosseled by the warm summer winds.

Ah, yes…I love sand between my toes..
I love to see the tops of my feet and toes
become sun tanned…darker that it is
naturally….
I love the red tone my dark skin seems
to take on….
Yes, I truly enjoy SAND BETWEEN MY
TOES!

I remember when I first started working
in Manhattan when I was younger…

My days of walking the Manhattan streets
were fun…except I did not make
enough money to really shop in the
expensive stores…
However, I enjoyed watching the styles
and the people who did shop in those
stores, like Bloomingdales, Macys…etc.

But the Hot Hot streets of Manhattan with
their semi-melt black tar streets would
sometimes feel soft under my toes and
feet when I wore my favorite ballet
slippers as if they were real street shoes.
I loved to dance at that time…so I would go
to a dance studio and attempt to jump
around with “real” dancers in a modern
dance class. I would then leave the class
and afterwards find myself eating a frozen
yogurt from a frozen yogurt stand with
super sweet strawberries on top of my
vanilla frozen yogurt.
I walk down 7th Avenue past 42nd street…
all the way to 34th street and Penn station
and then board the E train to Queens…
the last stop.

I loved the feel of the Manhattan streets in
the summer.
The office workers looked carefree as they
sat watching all the pedestrians walk
by…..Men watching women, and women
talking engrossed in conversations as they
took slow walks back to their buildings to
end their day after lunch.
I know…I had been one of those women
too!
Yet still and all….I loved the City of New
York.
But I still love SAND BETWEEN MY TOES!

When I was about 16 I would go with my
mother to a wealthy woman’s home…Anne
Shaw.
She would rent a house in Fire Island on
Ocean beach.
I loved that place.
My mother would clean that rented home…
and I would walk from the Bay of Ocean
Beach ….on out to the more rough
ocean beach part of the area.
I would literally walk bare foot….I would
saunter down the cement streets…
without a care in the world.
I would wear only my bathing suit and
and smock over it.
I was so thin at the time I would wear
Danskin Leotards/bathing suits.
I had this rich burgandy colored one!
Oh how much I enjoyed those carefree
Days!
Sometimes…most of the time I would bring
my CELLO and play it on the deck of Ms.
Anne Shaw’s rented home that my mother
cleaned while I walked carefree.
I love…SAND BETWEEN MY TOES…
i DON’T WEAR SOCKS EITHER…AND i AM
NOT ASHAMED TO TELL YOU THAT!
i LOVE THE WARM SUMMER SUN, THE
SAND BETWEEN MY TOES…EVEN IF IT IS
ON THE BEACH, OR IN THE BEACH WATER…
i LOVE THE SAND BETWEEN MY TOES…
oH, TO GO BACK TO THOSE CAREFREE DAYS!

I often wonder..since I read that…what would
someone remember or what strong habits
do I have that would be remembered if I
were to become a heart donator?

My heart would remember my:
First Kiss from my mother when I was born?
My first kiss from my boyfriend when I was
pre-teen?
My first hug, first steps, first days of school
experiences?
My first love?
The day I received Jesus as My Lord and
Savior?
My first witness of who Jesus is in my
life after that Ephiany of Salvation?
My wedding day to my x-husband?
My realization that my husband had
left me the first time….the second time
and when he became tragically sick?
My first nights of sleeping alone in a bed
that I had shared with someone for ten
years.
My first time of loss from a companion who
I would never see again in life
My first look at my son and realize that he
had lost his father forever to a tragic
disease and who would not ever see his
father again.
My first time that my mother would tell me
that I have to go on for my son…and
focus my attention on the Lord and raising
my son without his father…
My first date with a man….two years after
we tragically lost my husband
My son’s first words, my son’s birthday
and how special that was
My son’s look and behavior that reminds
me of his father…
My life since I have learned to let go and
move forward from my fears and allow
God to lead me toward a new and
joyful life…

Yes….you know the HEART HAS A MEMORY
wHAT DOES YOUR HEART REMEMBER?

I was scared and nervous…what else is new?!

The weather was nice that day….but I was
still scared.

The tech was through and I got out at at
good time.

I am waiting the results.

Go GET YOUR MAMMOS DONE….LADIES..
GO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES!

Sincerely

I sometimes get in my car and drive.
I want to give thanks but sometimes it
is difficult to give thanks when it
hurts so bad. Agony is no joke.
So I always try to say “Lord have mercy
on my soul and then keep me nearer the
cross. Help me Lord, lift me up…from this
deep dark pit….pit of pain and misery…
Have mercy Lord Jesus…!
Let this pain or fear pass from me.
Sometimes I would have prayed and
grow sleepy and I climb the steps back
to my bed and fall back to sleep.
I awake in a better spirit.
I have received the Lord’s peace in my
sleep.
So when I have awakened I give thanks!
The situation may have stayed the same–
but I feel that I can cope a little better.
I feel a little less pain.
I feel a little less fear.
So IN ALL THIS GIVE THANKS!
The imediate answer to a prayer does not
always come the same day…or same year!
But the answer comes…yes the answer
comes.
All one has to do is to hold on to that
prayer, write in down in a book and keep
track of that!
Never feel despair….never give up…just
keep on holding on. Get others to pray
with you…believing that these things that
you have prayed for will happen.
Sometimes it may take years….I still do not
have a husband after all of these years.
I have been alone for 10 years. So if you
want to know how to cope with being
lonely….COUNT IT ALL JOY….AND IN ALL
THIS GIVE THANKS!
You need a job….COUNT IT ALL JOY AND
GIVE THANKS…YOU need better health
….give thanks, and count it all joy!

GIVE THANKS AND COUNT IT ALL JOY!
GIVE THANKS AND COUNT IT JOY
GIVE THANKS AND COUNT
GIVE THANKS, GIVE
GIVE THANKS

But I just like the half moon shaped pieces
that are shallow, and light
They crunch ever so gently in my mouth..
The ice does sit too long in my mouth
so it is not too cold.
Ice is very, very nice!

Amen