Is there only one true Jesus?

Last night I got into an very interesting conversation about my renewed interest in God, Jesus, and all things religion.  Lately I have been reading the Left Behind series of books, and what a revelation the Book of Revelations has become to me!

I went to Catholic school back in the days of real priests and nuns as teachers.  Since most of them were not necessarily educated to be teachers, they relied very heavily on teaching reading, writing and religion.  The whole school attended Mass every morning, and twice on holy days.  I think I can still recite the entire thing in Latin!  Which actually turned out very useful to me, as Latin is the root of all Romance languages, and my love of reading and writing is with me to this day.

I grew up receiving most of the sacraments and going to church and never questioning the teaching of the church.  That has changed since I began questioning evolutionism versus creationism.  I have my own theory on that which combined the two to my satisfaction.

Then along came Left Behind and a few other books I have read along that genre.  It really made sense to me.  I had never really thought much about the “rapture” and all that would happen afterwards.  I read the words years ago but never studied them or knew their true meaning.  Also, I have always been troubled about what would happen to all those good people on earth who believe in their own God, like Buddha and Allah etc.  And the Jewish faith, who is still waiting for their Messiah.  Is it really true that they cannot go to heaven because they don’t believe in Jesus?  Do they go to their own heaven?  Or are they “left behind”, and become true believers during the Tribulation?

Crikey, I remember back in grade school when I thought my non-Catholic (but still Christian) friends couldn’t go to heaven with me and I cried and cried.  That’s what the nuns taught us, and we all bought it hook, line and sinker.  I think that is why some people think the Catholic church is like a cult.  I am proud to be a Catholic, but don’t buy into 100% of their doctrine.  Which they change.  More than once.  Confusing.  Also they don’t aways practice what they preach.  What?!?! you may say.  Think about the cover up with priests/boys.  Enough said.  Moving on.

The idea of an Antichrist and Armagedon has always fascinated me.  But I never thought about the reality of that actual scenario.  The Left Behind books, even though classified as fiction, give me a believable picture of how it will happen and what life will really be like. And if so, I certainly don’t want to be left behind, as I have I stated in a previous blog!

Our conversation last night debated the question on why God would not let a good person into heaven, if they follow all the commandments and moral code, but don’t necessarily believe in Jesus like he wants.  Many people figure that if they are Christian and live a decent life that they get a free pass into heaven.  I’m afraid that isn’t true.  I’m afraid I may not make it there, even though I am a believer.  But I am going to try my hardest.

I am glad that I had good friends to have this interesting debate with (thanks Amy, Kathy and Lin!).  Everyone has their own beliefs and their slant on religion.  I learn so much from other people.  I hope to keep an open mind and become a better person.

Free at last

Today is MLK Day.  I must thank him for my mantra for the past year.  I can relate just the tiniest bit about being repressed and beaten down by “the man”.  MLK gave hope and a sense of empowerment to many people. His words have done the same for me, and I repeated them every day around 5 pm until God intervened and now I truly am:

Free at last, Free at last. Thank God Almighty I’m free at last!

Those words have resonated with me, and I do indeed thank God every day for saving me, and I thank MLK for giving the right words to express my feelings.  He wasn’t just a civil rights activist, he was also a HUMAN rights activist.  I can relate, and for that I thank him, and will honor him today.

Will Tebow Prevail?

Today is a big day.  For Tim Tebow.  For his believers.  For his team.  For God.  He is facing a formidable duel today.  Almost like a duel to the death.  If he wins, he will rocket to even more fame.  If he loses, all of his haters will rejoice in his failure.  And believing in God will take a hit too.

Tim Tebow.  You either love him or hate him.  But.  He did not ASK for all this notoriety.  He did not ASK for all this hoopla surrounding him.  He did not ASK to be called God’s quarterback.  One thing I do know.  Tim Tebow was praising the Lord in the same manner way back in grade school, high school, college…..long before he started a game for the Denver Broncos.  But for some reason, his believing in God and thanking the Lord has become a bone of contention now.  People don’t want to believe that God has played any kind of role in his performance.

Does he?  Maybe.  I can’t say for sure that God has a hand in a football game.  But I do know that God has had a hand in the strength of faith that Tim Tebow has, and how he passes that on to his teammates.  So yes, in a way, God has a hand in it.  In some way, God has his hand in everything.  How do you think we all got here?  Whether you believe in creationism or evolution or both, a higher power created the seed.

So to all you haters and non-believers out there who make fun of him or me, shut your mouth and find something else to mock.  You always will.

You go, Tebow.  I believe.

 

What becomes of the broken-hearted?

When people say they could just die from a broken heart, listen to them. They are right.  Broken Heart Syndrome is now a bona fide condition.  How often have you heard of a grieving spouse dying shortly after their loved one?  Research has shown that they are more likely to suffer a heart condition.

When people are grieving over the loss of a loved one due to a variety of circumstances such as death, divorce, break-up, etc., they are likely not to take very good care of themselves.  They can become depressed, not eat or take their meds and get less sleep.  All of which can be a recipe for disaster.

Intense grief brings on psychological stress, increased heart rate, blood pressure, and clotting, and there you have a perfect recipe for a heart attack or stroke.  This can lessen over time, but grief has its timetable for each individual.
I know for myself that grieving takes a long, long time.  I still grieve over my divorce from ten years ago, and at the time I literally prayed for death to come and take the pain away.  The pain WAS physical, not just emotional.  It took me more than a year to feel like any semblance of my former self.  I felt like I aged visibly ten years almost overnight.  My swollen eyes never bounced back and left me with more wrinkles etc.  It really took its toll on me.  Now I know that I was NOT crazy as some people told me.  It is a real condition.  Of course, I could have told you that years ago.
The death of my 3 beloved pets last year made me physically ill for days after each one.  I still cry buckets of tears over them, and give myself headaches and swollen eyes and I can FEEL my heart aching.
They say that time heals all wounds.  I will say the initial intense pain does gradually subside, but it never goes away entirely.  It leaves physical and emotional scars on your heart and your brain and your soul.   You can never go back to what you once were.  You can only go forward and be a better person for what you have experienced.

Butter me up!

Body Butter…..where have you been all my life?  How could I not know you even existed?  How can I live without you now?

My beautiful niece surprised me with a jar of homemade lemongrass body butter for Christmas.  I opened the jar and was immediately treated to a delectable delight that looked good enough to eat!  But I slathered it all over my body instead, and it felt like a decadent mound of whipped creamy heaven.

Usually when I get a gift of good smelling body gel or lotion I save it for a special occasion.  I have a whole cabinet full now, because I never feel special enough to use it.  So I save and save it until it goes bad and I have to throw it away.  What a waste.

2012 is going to be the year of a well oiled Jan!  I am going to scrub, gel, and lather myself up with every available option I have.  The body butter won’t last forever, so I won’t use it for just a regular day, but WILL use it at least once a week.  All this weekend I have been dabbing on me, especially my hands, that were like alligator skin.  I cannot believe the difference body butter makes!

This morning when I took my shower, I loofahed with body scrub, then body gel.  Toweled off a bit and then slapped on the body butter.  I smelled so delicious then I couldn’t stand it!  No need for perfume, my pores were oozing fresh and clean scents!  I’m not big on overpowering scents like cheap perfume or musk, I prefer fresh and clean scents with a hint of my favorite florals.   I don’t want my presence to be announced in a cloud of smell before I enter the room, I want my scent to waft to your nostrils only when you lean in close for a hug or kiss.

Not that I ever smelled bad, mind you, but now I smell extra special.  Because I’m worth it!  So thanks, special niece, for starting off my New Year in a treat to the senses!

I don’t want to be Left Behind

I was born and raised Irish Catholic.  Catholic schools until junior year of high school.  Church on Sundays.  Singing in the choir.  Saying the rosary.  Gathering up those “saving graces”.

Somewhere along the way, it seemed like it was not cool to profess your faith in God and shout to the heavens that Jesus is our Lord and Savior.  People made fun of the “born agains”.  The general consensus was that if you were Christian and led a good life you had a free pass to heaven, but there was no need to shout it to the heavens.

Nope.  Not.  Don’t believe that anymore.  Even before I read this eye-opening book, I realized that I needed to REALLY let God into my life.  Why should it be embarrassing to say out loud that you believe that a higher power created life as you know it and that you want to be welcomed into the kingdom of Heaven?  When the alternative is nothingness or Hell?

I had a personal revelation this past summer when a tragedy happened to some friends of mine.  I realized that faith can pull you through the darkness and sadness and bring you back into the light.  I admired them and their church so much, it I attended services there for awhile.  It was a refreshing change from the same old service every Sunday at the Catholic church, with all the sit, stand, kneel etc.  At their church there was singing and bands and speakers and praising the Lord, and nobody was self-conscious to show their love for the Lord and each other.  Isn’t that what it should be all about????

Now don’t get me wrong, I still consider myself a Catholic and still go to my Catholic church too.  It is comforting to me because of its sameness.  I can let my mind wander and speak to God in my head and not miss a beat of the familiar ceremony.  The choir at my church is superb, especially at Christmas time, and I love to just sit and listen.  Music and singing move my soul.  My Catholic church was a place of refuge for me to go to after my divorce.  I would sit in the back row, with tears streaming down my face for the entire service.  Some of the regulars would pat my shoulder as I passed by, and gave me comfort.  I was too embarrassed to seek professional help or even go and talk to a priest, but felt I got it in the back pew of the church every Sunday.

So I will say this now.  I am a Christian, and I believe that Jesus is my Lord and Savior, and I want to go straight to heaven.  I want to see my dearly departed family members there.  I want all my puppies and kittys to meet me at the Rainbow Bridge.  I want to earn my wings.  If you are a Christian, I highly recommend that you read this book and the whole series.  It may give you a different perspective on how you look at your faith.  It is not good enough to just be a Christian by default.  You must make it so.  I don’t want YOU to be left behind either.

Dear Mr. Match.com dad…

Once a man reaches a certain age, I think it normal for most people to assume that you have an offspring or two tucked away somewhere.  Most people will also assume that your children are the lights of your life, as it should be.  These men may be widowed or divorced, and may be very involved in their children’s lives, as it also should be.  But if you are fiftysomething, hopefully they are not toddlers, lol.  Usually they are teenagers or older.

So why do you feel it is necessary to court women on a dating site with a name like “SashasDad” or “FatherofTen”?  Is it to let a potential date know immediately that you are just a dad looking for a another mother?  I see so many profiles that start off with…..”Father of ten wonderful children, some still live at home, the others are off at a very expensive college, so I figured I could use a second income and some maid/chauffeur/cook services again, so I figured I’d give this online dating a shot.  My friends all tell me that I am still a real catch, even though I list brown hair on my profile and my pictures all show all white, or no hair.  Oh, and I know my profile says I’m in toned and athletic, so just overlook that beer belly, my New Year’s Resolution is to get back in shape (cue music:  Girl look at that body…I’m sexy and I know it).  Also I hope you love the pictures of me with my ex cut out, or leaning on my Vette or sitting on my Harley, or snuggling with my teacup poodle”  Wow.  I’m definitely winking at that guy!

Now before all you guys out there get your underpants in a bunch, I know that women lie too.  Everybody lies on Match.com.  If you don’t need to lie, then you probably have no reason to be on Match.com.  In my own travels over the years on dating sites, I have determined that most men who are divorced or never married are that way for a reason.  Everyone has a fatal flaw.  But when they get into the double digits……just sayin’.  I’ll stay single.  I’ve very happy being single.  My pets give me unconditional love, and don’t cheat, drink, belch, fart, swear, talk back, snore, etc.  Men have their uses and purpose in life, and there are a lot of VERY GOOD men out there (Hey SD!) and they are excluded from my generalizations here.  So for me, a friend with benefits is all I need, unless I run across someone who sweeps me off my feet, which will NOT be as easy task!

Let’s see, where was I……ok all you men out there looking for a hot date, come up with a better profile name for yourself that makes a woman want to actually click on you!

The Useless Life of a Cordless Battery

That’s right.  Uh huh.  Call me Tim the Tool Man Taylor.  That’s how I look when it’s time to do yard work.  Don’t want to deal with gas and oil and pull cords?  No problem!  Just buy a cordless option!  More expensive but worth the convenience!

Not.  I bought the full complement of the Black & Decker yard tool line because it promised me all of the above.  They lie like a politician.  Promise you everything and give you nothing.

Not that they don’t work.  They do.  They just need a fresh battery every 5 minutes.  And these battery packs are big.  And heavy.  So you have to strap them on your tool belt and carry them with you wherever you go, cause you don’t want to run out of juice in the back yard when the batteries are in the garage.  Plus I figure it’s a good workout.  Each one probably weighs about 5 pounds.  l have 6 battery packs and 3 chargers and they are constantly revolving so I always have a fresh one availab.le.

Yes, they are convenient, and would probably be just right for a homeowner on a very small lot.  My lot is not small, I have a lawn tractor.  With a fence enclosing the entire back.  Which means a lot of weed wacking along the fence line.  That alone takes up 3 battery packs.  Then I have to blow everything.  That takes at least 2, 3 in the fall.  So I am constantly charging because it takes my full complement all in one day.

I’m not sure if everybody has this problem.  Maybe I have been charging the batteries too much and they are worn out.  I did google research before I bought them, and most comments agreed they would work on one battery per use.   If there is a handy person out there that knows why my cordless battery is useless, please let me know!

Stats report

So Word Press kindly sent me an email yesterday detailing my statistics for the year 2011.  I started blogging in 2011, and I wrote an amazing 67 new incredible blogs!  lol  1600 people viewed my incredible blogs.  For that I am so grateful, and want to thank you all very much.

Some of my posts are silly little attempts at humor, but some I put more thought into and some helped me cleanse my heart/spirit/soul at the time.  There are a few posts that I thought were better than others, and they are:

Is Lucy the Chimp really my cousin?

A Total Eclipse of the Heart

The Kennedy’s Camelot

Two Twin Towers

“One Day” I’ll have that kind of kiss

Michael Jackson – A True Trajedy of Black and White

I hope to continue writing in 2012, and entertain myself and you along the way.  If you have any suggestions or constructive criticism I would love to hear it.  Let me know what blogs you did or didn’t like.  I will take any help I can get!

This is definitely going to be MY year.  The year of the Jan.  Yes indeed.  God, are you listening?