Ugh, yes. I had to lay off the news. I will skim headlines occasionally. I do agree with you about trade schools. There is a need for those kinds of skills, they are so valuable.
That’s horrifying that your mom went through that, I can’t even imagine. Bless you and your mum, and thank you for your kindness! It’s just been one of those weeks that sucks the life out of you! I hope you have a very happy and pain free Friday and weekend!
I feel the revival spirit, too. The pendulum has swung awfully far out, it’s due to come back around. The terrible wars and loss of love for humanity…I don’t know what to say except I like to remind myself of the lyrics of a favorite song when it feels like too much…”don’t let the world bring you down; not everyone here is that messed up and cold; remember why you came and while you’re alive; experience the warmth before you grow cold.” And I pray a lot and try to raise my kids to be independent thinkers. Everything else is a mess. I hope you are still feeling ok! We have had a crazy and unusual week, but we’re good; looking forward to art day tomorrow ☺️❤️
Yesss! I began to follow Sean Feucht of Let Us Worship, which began on the S.F. Bridge in July 2020 when we were in so much pain with our family. I also read his book Brazen as I was flying to see my dad in hospital, after he collapsed that December. I clung to all the street revival and kept calling out to God to guide me off that couch from May to September. I saw so many people and testimonies. He is still going strong but he's seen it all. There is a great revival about to burst through and it's already been happening. But it's going to take a lot to hear about it. It will be miraculous. I play music too when I get low about it all. To be honest I only read The Free Press here and there, as I have a paid subscription, and I don't watch the news anymore. For a long time. But John came home this week and told me about Columbia University and my heart sank. That's where our youngest went ('17). We worked so hard for our kids. It's shameful what is going on in these universities and honestly the "upper education" has been a big factor in helping divide our family :(
The ideology, the subtle militance training is strong and I highly recommend the trades at this point. Neither one of us could afford to go to college so we were happy to support our kids dreams without pushing it. We have one state grad, one UC grad and one Ivy League (who also went to a charter art high school) so I could speak volumes on our experience and how hard it was financially. Our retirement will not come for quite awhile. Seeing these kids behave so foolishly is very disconcerting. My mom called me this week and said she's had more nightmares over all of this going on with the antisemitism. She's been remembering the sounds of sirens, bombs, glass and how her school was bombed and destroyed in WW2. Imagine if she was a Holocaust survivor? My heart hurts enough that she was a six to nine years old living with my nana, after her dad abandoned them during the war and left them poor. They went through the Blitz and seeing all that is happening again with the hate, I think to myself, what if Hitler wasn't stopped. What if he stayed in England. Would my nana and mom have been swept up and taken or killed? So many, many non-Jews were rounded up and/or killed as well. The weather changed that madman's course.
Anyways, you have a piece of my heart laid out there. I hope your crazy and unusual week will turn into a story (if it wasn't upsetting!) - Have a wonderful art day and weekend friend. ox
Well, your entire post struck me. I feel a wellspring of hurt, fear, and shame (collective US—as a people and country—I hope that makes sense, it's early), and yet, hope. Deb, I'm glad you shared. You might not walked in the woods (referencing Ode to Spring 😉) but you took a walk nevertheless. Thanks, what you gave us needs to be said and it takes courage to write like this.
Your poem would make an excellent entry in a poetry slam. I hope you can find a venue. Peace xo
Dear Maureen, this means so much to me. I feel very called to speak truth. Guess that's what happens when we experience hard times, grief, loss, cancellation, etc. Doesn't seem there's much else to lose and truth matters. I pray for our country to come to it's senses, but at the same time I see a lot of goodness, especially here on Substack. I long to escape to those woods because it's there that we find ourselves right? We find peace. The world is too noisy and without thought. The woods gives clarity and that's where we grow and hear. Gotta say honestly I wasn't watching any news, just reading The Free Press here and there and my husband came home and told me about Columbia University. We both worked our tails off for our youngest to go there ('17) and the whole thing was very upsetting. I can't stand destruction. It makes me sick. Peacefully protest all you want but don't be fools.
And, seriously? the thought never crossed my mind? humm. A poetry slam. Sounds like fun! If I could find one. That is so kind of you. Sending you love and a hug. oxox
Oh Jenn, me and my deep mind. I can go there and I pray that one person might begin to think about all of this chaos and madness that they're buying into and see it for what it is. Good and Evil. We can't get swept up in this self-serving nonsense and believe that a different race matters and then want another group of people dead. It is total madness. They go from one thing to the next. It's a self-importance thing and I pray for so many of these young minds to get clear and seek better. I do believe, as I have seen, that a great revival is happening at the same time. So I probably should write about it! Sending you so much love. Keep loving on those special littles and keep living in God's beauty and light. oxox
Powerful. So powerful. Our world is descending into madness. Too many are disconnected from their Creator. May the way be found back to the Creator for those who are lost. 🙏
Ginger, sometimes I know I am just too deep, or felt, but I carry this weight of grief at times that I have to get it out and express it. I think you get me. Thank you for reading. It is a mad world but we know it's full of goodness too. I believe God is using all of this madness for His Kingdom. In history it normally gets out of control before it gets better. Sending you much love. ox
This piece stirred up emotions as long ago memories I failed to quell rose to the surface. Before I close my eyes at night I pray my sweet little great grandkids will grow up in a peaceful world and not crouch in the indoor/outdoor shelter as the sirens wailed, the bombs exploded the sounds of breaking glass and crumbling masonry resonated throughout the neighborhood.
In today's world of advamcrd technology it would be different but no less lethal. We must pray for world peace not the harbingers of evil.
Dear Mom, I cannot imagine the images and emotions that this stirs up. It hurts to know how much you and Nana went through during the war and, for her, two wars. I do believe that God is Sovereign and in all the details. How can we not open our eyes when seeing all the chaos. The Devil exists to create chaos and divide. If we're awake we can see it. I believe He always uses, crazy times, grief, pain, all for His Kingdom. I love you mom. oxox
Thank you Charlotte. So much pain. I wish I didn't feel it but I do carry the weight at times and I have to get it out of my system. There is always so much hope. God is at work in all of this. He is delivering minds to see, hear and think every single day as things get crazier. Sending you much love and yesss! Pray, pray and pray some more! ox
That's a powerful poem, and the pain for the world's suffering is palpable. Your call for revival and peaceful conversation resonates deeply. While the darkness can feel overwhelming, there's always a chance to find slivers of hope. Perhaps a future piece could explore those glimmers of good, even if they're small.
Thank you Ayesha and also thank you for the encouragement to do a piece exploring the glimmers of hope. I'm always so hopeful and have written so much but you definitely made me think that there should be a contrasting piece to this. Sending you my love. ox
Ugh, yes. I had to lay off the news. I will skim headlines occasionally. I do agree with you about trade schools. There is a need for those kinds of skills, they are so valuable.
That’s horrifying that your mom went through that, I can’t even imagine. Bless you and your mum, and thank you for your kindness! It’s just been one of those weeks that sucks the life out of you! I hope you have a very happy and pain free Friday and weekend!
I feel the revival spirit, too. The pendulum has swung awfully far out, it’s due to come back around. The terrible wars and loss of love for humanity…I don’t know what to say except I like to remind myself of the lyrics of a favorite song when it feels like too much…”don’t let the world bring you down; not everyone here is that messed up and cold; remember why you came and while you’re alive; experience the warmth before you grow cold.” And I pray a lot and try to raise my kids to be independent thinkers. Everything else is a mess. I hope you are still feeling ok! We have had a crazy and unusual week, but we’re good; looking forward to art day tomorrow ☺️❤️
Yesss! I began to follow Sean Feucht of Let Us Worship, which began on the S.F. Bridge in July 2020 when we were in so much pain with our family. I also read his book Brazen as I was flying to see my dad in hospital, after he collapsed that December. I clung to all the street revival and kept calling out to God to guide me off that couch from May to September. I saw so many people and testimonies. He is still going strong but he's seen it all. There is a great revival about to burst through and it's already been happening. But it's going to take a lot to hear about it. It will be miraculous. I play music too when I get low about it all. To be honest I only read The Free Press here and there, as I have a paid subscription, and I don't watch the news anymore. For a long time. But John came home this week and told me about Columbia University and my heart sank. That's where our youngest went ('17). We worked so hard for our kids. It's shameful what is going on in these universities and honestly the "upper education" has been a big factor in helping divide our family :(
The ideology, the subtle militance training is strong and I highly recommend the trades at this point. Neither one of us could afford to go to college so we were happy to support our kids dreams without pushing it. We have one state grad, one UC grad and one Ivy League (who also went to a charter art high school) so I could speak volumes on our experience and how hard it was financially. Our retirement will not come for quite awhile. Seeing these kids behave so foolishly is very disconcerting. My mom called me this week and said she's had more nightmares over all of this going on with the antisemitism. She's been remembering the sounds of sirens, bombs, glass and how her school was bombed and destroyed in WW2. Imagine if she was a Holocaust survivor? My heart hurts enough that she was a six to nine years old living with my nana, after her dad abandoned them during the war and left them poor. They went through the Blitz and seeing all that is happening again with the hate, I think to myself, what if Hitler wasn't stopped. What if he stayed in England. Would my nana and mom have been swept up and taken or killed? So many, many non-Jews were rounded up and/or killed as well. The weather changed that madman's course.
Anyways, you have a piece of my heart laid out there. I hope your crazy and unusual week will turn into a story (if it wasn't upsetting!) - Have a wonderful art day and weekend friend. ox
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Well, your entire post struck me. I feel a wellspring of hurt, fear, and shame (collective US—as a people and country—I hope that makes sense, it's early), and yet, hope. Deb, I'm glad you shared. You might not walked in the woods (referencing Ode to Spring 😉) but you took a walk nevertheless. Thanks, what you gave us needs to be said and it takes courage to write like this.
Your poem would make an excellent entry in a poetry slam. I hope you can find a venue. Peace xo
Dear Maureen, this means so much to me. I feel very called to speak truth. Guess that's what happens when we experience hard times, grief, loss, cancellation, etc. Doesn't seem there's much else to lose and truth matters. I pray for our country to come to it's senses, but at the same time I see a lot of goodness, especially here on Substack. I long to escape to those woods because it's there that we find ourselves right? We find peace. The world is too noisy and without thought. The woods gives clarity and that's where we grow and hear. Gotta say honestly I wasn't watching any news, just reading The Free Press here and there and my husband came home and told me about Columbia University. We both worked our tails off for our youngest to go there ('17) and the whole thing was very upsetting. I can't stand destruction. It makes me sick. Peacefully protest all you want but don't be fools.
And, seriously? the thought never crossed my mind? humm. A poetry slam. Sounds like fun! If I could find one. That is so kind of you. Sending you love and a hug. oxox
Deb, I am at a loss for words. There is so much anguish and pain in your poem and words. And in the world. I pray that somehow it won’t always be so.
Oh Jenn, me and my deep mind. I can go there and I pray that one person might begin to think about all of this chaos and madness that they're buying into and see it for what it is. Good and Evil. We can't get swept up in this self-serving nonsense and believe that a different race matters and then want another group of people dead. It is total madness. They go from one thing to the next. It's a self-importance thing and I pray for so many of these young minds to get clear and seek better. I do believe, as I have seen, that a great revival is happening at the same time. So I probably should write about it! Sending you so much love. Keep loving on those special littles and keep living in God's beauty and light. oxox
Powerful. So powerful. Our world is descending into madness. Too many are disconnected from their Creator. May the way be found back to the Creator for those who are lost. 🙏
Ginger, sometimes I know I am just too deep, or felt, but I carry this weight of grief at times that I have to get it out and express it. I think you get me. Thank you for reading. It is a mad world but we know it's full of goodness too. I believe God is using all of this madness for His Kingdom. In history it normally gets out of control before it gets better. Sending you much love. ox
This piece stirred up emotions as long ago memories I failed to quell rose to the surface. Before I close my eyes at night I pray my sweet little great grandkids will grow up in a peaceful world and not crouch in the indoor/outdoor shelter as the sirens wailed, the bombs exploded the sounds of breaking glass and crumbling masonry resonated throughout the neighborhood.
In today's world of advamcrd technology it would be different but no less lethal. We must pray for world peace not the harbingers of evil.
Dear Mom, I cannot imagine the images and emotions that this stirs up. It hurts to know how much you and Nana went through during the war and, for her, two wars. I do believe that God is Sovereign and in all the details. How can we not open our eyes when seeing all the chaos. The Devil exists to create chaos and divide. If we're awake we can see it. I believe He always uses, crazy times, grief, pain, all for His Kingdom. I love you mom. oxox
Powerful Deborah, your poem evokes strong emotions by addressing the pain in the world.
Out of darkness, there's still hope and small glimmers of good in future! Pray, pray, pray 🙏🙏🙏
Thank you Charlotte. So much pain. I wish I didn't feel it but I do carry the weight at times and I have to get it out of my system. There is always so much hope. God is at work in all of this. He is delivering minds to see, hear and think every single day as things get crazier. Sending you much love and yesss! Pray, pray and pray some more! ox
That's a powerful poem, and the pain for the world's suffering is palpable. Your call for revival and peaceful conversation resonates deeply. While the darkness can feel overwhelming, there's always a chance to find slivers of hope. Perhaps a future piece could explore those glimmers of good, even if they're small.
Thank you Ayesha and also thank you for the encouragement to do a piece exploring the glimmers of hope. I'm always so hopeful and have written so much but you definitely made me think that there should be a contrasting piece to this. Sending you my love. ox
Aw, thanks! So glad I could spark an idea. Can't wait to see the hopeful piece (and its counterpart!). Love you too!