This is how your attitude can affect your child

Recently, some friends, my son (Daijon) and myself stopped by KFC to get some food. Apparently, the attendants and myself had a little fallout over poor service. Usually, when I am upset I can't eat, so I decided that I won't eat until I had calmed down. Immediately, Daijon just shut up his box. I asked him if he wasn't going to eat and he said no. He said he wasn't hungry.

This surprised me as he was complaining earlier about being hungry. I tried questioning him about what had happened by asking him if he wasn't eating because I was upset. He said, "no." I laid interrogating him to rest and started talking to my friends.

After feeling more relaxed and less angry I started picking up some fries and eating, laughing whilst eating also. I noticed that Daijon started doing the same thing. He picked his chicken up and just started putting big bites into it.

I marveled at this. My son refused to eat, because of the chemistry I gave off. It really made me sit and think, hard. Our kids know more than we give them credit for. They observe the way we treat others and even how we conduct ourselves in our daily lives.

Many a time I think we are to be blamed for what our kids become as adolescence and adults at large. Sometimes we deny it and say we did all we had to do which includes ensuring a roof over their heads, they eat well, go to the best schools and give them all the things our money can buy, but what about our attitude towards them and others? Even towards the way we treat ourselves?

Just something to think about, real, hard.

Johanna Denny,
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Photoshoot, December 2015... White Lace Dress

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Photography by: Ansurd Carey 1876-507-9100

Photography by: Ansurd Carey 1876-507-9100

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I stopped talking about my problems and praying about them instead

Usually when we have an issue we pickup our phones to vent, rant or simply talk about it with someone we trust. Sometimes we talk so much about that problem we become so consumed with getting back at that person who caused us anguish and pain that we forget one very important detail; most of the time that person we confide in isn't able to help us, but still we find great comfort in making them our rock in times of need.

It's pretty comfy until they may get tired of us. I mean. Many times we talk about the same problem over and over and over again that it becomes so repetitious that our listening ear knows just what we are coming with next. It could be that we come to them to talk about our nagging boss, lying boyfriend, or just a mean friend. Give and take we talk about that one thing at least 10 times a month and I mean, ten times in one month about the same thing, especially a thing that we have the power to change in many cases is a lot of times. Worst yet, what about when you share your inner most deepest issues with a friend and they break your trust by telling someone else?

I have be thrown into the guilty parentheses of always having a problem. Always running to others to complain or worse yet, confronting that individual who I may assume is the problem. I realized that all it just does is make you look like the one with a problem and no solutions. A dead weight. Gloomy and dull with their burdens laying wait.

I have come to find comfort in something better than a friend or listening ear here on earth. I have come to know that there is a Saviour who knows all our burdens, but He just wants us to forget about everything else and come to Him for he has the gift of everlasting peace. So when a friend may become tired of listening or that problem that seemed to have presented itself occurs, you have been given the chance to go on bent knees to the God of Heaven and Earth who takes no sides, spreads no rumors, never gets tired of listening, but who only comforts.

I have learned to pray about my problems, instead of talking about them and this assurance has been giving me ultimate peace. Now I am no longer a burden to a listening ear, but a refuge for those who are dear.

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not! How to tell if he's really inlove...

When I was a little girl I would come home and pick hibiscus flowers from the tree at the side of my yard whenever I wanted to know if a boy I had a crush on, loved me or no. Boy, was I silly. Haha. Silly or no every female who has fallen head over heels for someone and ultimately wants the question answered of whether or not this guy she's obsessing over really at least likes her.

Over the years I have come across many signs, some clear as day and others very subtle, to tell or at least have an idea if a man is really that into you. Do not be mistaken. Not all fellas behave the same, but their actions and responses to requests given by a female they just have fallen for is pretty obvious and can determine if 'He Loves Me'.

Men react and treat very differently a female they may have fallen for. In most cases things he does and ways he reacts are almost always very different to others. Miraculously always available, returns calls and answers silly or redundant questions posed by this wonder of a woman he has fallen for. He even goes through the excruciatingly longs moments of having to wait on her when she does what a woman does best. Make a man wait. At any moment's notice he is readily available to accompany her to places he wouldn't get caught dead at. You get the idea.

Love in its entirety can be somewhat confusing, but I have found that when it is genuine you'll know. Although at moments you may have doubts about the place you have posed in this man's heart at the end of the day you always know that his heart belongs to you, because when you need him he's always there, through the good or / and the bad times.

That's the difference. He's there when the days aren't as bright to hold your hand in order to make it alright. True love doesn't hide and has absolutely no need to be searched for, because it is right there just where you need it when it resonates in him to be. There and that's all that matters.

Now the question no longer is a mystery, because you will know in the end, He Loves Me Now...

The relativity of being nice...

As always I was talking to someone and they were telling me about an issue they have been having with another person. Apparently this person isn't exactly nice when they have simple issues that can be resolved if they'd only understand and trust the situation. The person to whom I spoke ended by saying that this person who can be not so nice in many instances is actually nice. So, ahmmm. I'm trying to understand something here. Someone freaks out on you by treating in any manner, you haven't done anything wrong, they lash out at you when it pleases them and that person is nice?

When the conversation ended it made me wonder, what IS nice? I like to look up the definition of words when persons use them and it doesn't seem to fit into the context of what their situation is. So according to Google the word 'nice' means: giving pleasure or satisfaction; pleasant or attractive. Synonyms:enjoyable, pleasant, pleasurable, agreeable, delightful, satisfying, gratifying, acceptable, to one's liking, entertaining, amusing, diverting, marvellous, good. 

Ok. So now that we have defined what nice is, I would like to believe that this person isn't nice. At least when they need to be they are not. So let's work with one of the synonyms. Let us use 'agreeable'. Nice people usually agrees to everything. Don't get me wrong. I am not saying that I should agree to jump off a cliff if you asked me to, BUT, I wouldn't jump off a cliff because in the end it isn't nice for me to do if I am a nice person. I hope you're not loosing me here. In other words, genuinely nice people do things that are nice. So if I am a nice person and you ask me to jump off a cliff I won't because it isn't something a nice person would. I guess that is why they refer to suicide victims and persons with the tendency to commit suicide as 'selfish'.

I always say that nice is relative, because we don't truly know people until we know them. Come see me and come live with me are two entirely different things.

So the next time you want to wonder if someone is nice, just look into their actions, the way they treat everyone in general. If that person treats everyone they don't live with nice and treat you not so nice, then that person really, isn't, nice are they?

Food for thought.

Blood moons, love and faith!

Today is the 27th day in September and it was announced that the blood moon or some eclipse or some sort would appear. Jaded as I always usually am everyone continues to speak about this phenomenon and then it strikes that shortly after the Pope visits the US, a super blood moon appears. I guess after all this talk of bible prophecy is being fulfilled.

The truth is I am trying not to feel bitter sweet. I mean after all I do want the Lord to come and take the faithful home as promised, but I still haven't had a chance at it yet. Selfish I be it. Typical sinful human being. Wants to experience love after it clearly states we won't remarry in Heaven. Don't look at me that way. The bible says it. Loud and clear. No remarrying, dating or all that jabbing in Heaven. Hahaha. I mean it is only fair. How do you think a man will do well with wives he has divorced and watched died and then watch life for eternity in Heaven. Sharing. I think not. Haha. haha.

Still though. This is still about blood moons, love and faith. Still in the pursuit of. What to gather. Will I ever as I haven't even really never, loved for the ever. Sigh! Sigh! Sigh! Then I guess I should be focused entirely on winning souls for the faith or should I really have faith in winning a love for my soul. Little selfish winch. Blood moons, love and faith.