IT'S ALL ABOUT LOVE, BABY!

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Sometimes it is easy to support a cause, even if you have not actually experienced it. Sometimes its not as easy as it seems when you get up close and personal. We really don't know what someone is going through unless we have walked in their shoes.

But even though we all want to strive every day to be more like Christ. Lets face it;  We are human. We are not perfect (if you are; sorry to disappoint you) . We all make mistakes. We all need forgiveness at some point in our lives. God gave us free will which came with a price and has consequences.

If we were all PERFECT, SINLESS and did not need FORGIVENESS, it would would have all been in vain that Jesus died on the cross........

Jesus died for ALL OUR SINS, PAST-PRESENT AND FUTURE!!

Right? So, anyway, As I have become wiser with age, I have learned  I don't want to judge anyone for whatever he or she may have done that I would consider bad or a sin. I have learned to be against the SIN but not the PERSON. 

Can you be compassionate and help someone if you are judging them in your heart? 

IT'S ALL ABOUT LOVE, BABY!

God is Love. I can't even count on my fingers and toes how many times He has reached down and pulled me out of a fire, tornado, car wrecks, heart failure, illnesses, lost loves, bad choices I have made; the list goes on. I can tell you about each and every one of them, but the one I want to tell you about today is most inspiring and significant. 

Thirty years ago (30) I gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby boy named Geoffrey Scott Pendleton. He has my last name because his earthly father didn't want to be a dad. He wanted me to choose something else. Sadly, there were other people in my life that thought the best "solution" was abortion.

This is where the story begins.....

I was so in love and thought we were getting married in the near future at that time.  I was 19 years old, had a career, my own apartment, was in a rock band and just starting out in life. I will never forget what he said to me before he walked out the door. Even though I was young and naive, I knew I had lost him no matter what I chose to do.

I knew that I had made a mistake; pregnant and not married. I was ashamed, but it didn't stop me from going to the only One who could help me.

I got on my knees and prayed and prayed till day met night tll it met day again.  As I prayed I could sense good and evil battling it out around me. I spontaneously called one of my sisters who prayed with me on the phone........Then,  The Divine One, surrounded me with His Holy Spirit, put His arms around me and told me "not to be afraid that in my heart I knew what to do and that He would be with me". ...... I felt so much love I know I had to be radiating some heavenly sparkles and rainbows.

  God saw my remorse......

God saw my repentance.....

God saw my despair....

It was at that moment I felt complete peace, comfort and resolve...........and such awesome strength! I felt I could conquer the whole world and was ready and armed to stand up to anyone who was against me.

 

God had me in His hand

God had my son's life in His hand

God kept His promise

HAPPY 3OTH BIRTHDAY, SON!

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Thank you for letting me share my life with you!

Happy Mothers Day, Mom! I Miss You

Well today is Mothers Day. Happy Mother's Day to my Mom, Nora Pendleton.  Sometimes, this ends up being a sad day for me, just for a little while. My mother, Nora (her nick name was "Babe"), she died in 1991. It was an unexpected death. She had gallbladder cancer and by the time they found it; it was too late. I know, we all think our parents will live forever, and in most cases are shocked when they don't.

My mother was a wonderful woman, though there were times we fought and I disliked her; looking back SHE may have felt the same way. But one thing I do know is that she really knew me and understood me. I also know, that I was a handful!

My Mom was a mother to 6 children. I was number 5 for 11 years and then came number 6; when my mom was 40 years old!!! Our house was always immaculate, decorated tastefully and was warm. My mom made every holiday an event. She would get all dressed up and fix her hair and cook everyone's favorite things, decorate the house; I mean she would go all out! For our birthdays, she would cook our favorite dinner and make our favorite cake. (A tradition I do with my kids).

My mom was an artist. Yes, she could really draw well. She used to draw pics for me when I was little. She could also sing very well, but never really sang in front of people. But I can remember what her voice sounded like; I could hear her sing while she was doing housework. My mom was very creative. She was a great cook and could sew and boy......SHE COULD DANCE!!!!!

My mom used to smile and laugh at me when I would dance around like a ballerina or put on her shoes and sing to "These Boots Were Made For Walking". She attended every singing competition, every band competition and every chorus event and sat quietly on the sidelines. She, unlike my father, never discouraged me from pursuing my dreams relating to music. The only thing she ever opposed is when I told her I wanted to be a cop! lol There were many Mothers Days I didn't have the money to buy her anything, so I would write her poems. I also remember that SHE was there on the very front pew the day (Jan 14, 1973) I was Baptised; I can still see her sitting there; understanding what that day meant. Even though my dad opposed it; she stood by my side and was happily there. I guess the years leading up to that, she must have heard me talking to Jesus in my room...............

I was only 28 when she died. My son Geoffrey was 8 and my daughter Danielle was only 3. I was still a young mother and I still needed her to help me. I think about all the things she has missed or rather I have missed her being a part of. The kids graduating, the kids gettng married and her great grandchildren. I know she would just adore Haley and Meralee. I know that she would just love Erin, Geoffreys wife! Thinking about this right now, is making me cry.

I want to believe that she is watching from heaven above; I know that it is biblically contradictive, but its what I want to believe. I also want to believe that she is proud of me for what I have done with my life and I hope she knows that I appreciate all of her support she gave me, not with her words, but with her actions.

But it has been a struggle for the past 22 years, not having her here. Not sitting on the back deck with her, drinking iced tea and talking. Not being able to call her when I was scared. Not being able to share my children and grandchildren with her and see her smile with joy of being with them. To see what my children have done with their lives. I give my mother the credit for that, she showed me, how much a mother's encouragment means to a child. I have given that to my children.

Thank you mom, I love you and miss so you so mch