Rescue Saves Injured Puppy

This was on Facebook. And I have very strong feelings about the particular subject of animal abuse.


I would be lying if I said that late at night, I didn’t have awful thoughts as to what I would do to the people who commit such crimes.’

Rescue Saves Puppy With Shattered Jaw And Blown Off Nose After Explosives Went Off In His Mouth

Rescue saves puppy with shattered jaw and blown off nose after explosives went off in his mouth.


I have always said that it would serve the abuser right, if whatever they do to any animal in the way of abuse was done to them. For example, if someone drags a dog around behind a truck with a chain around its’ neck until it dies, then the person should be drug around behind a truck with a chain, but just short of the person dying. But if someone is actually going to do this, then they need to have the dead dog’s body in the vehicle with them, to be able to show the law just what the person did to the dog. Only difference being that the person gets to recover and live out his life, whereas the poor animal is dead.

Animal abuse should be a felony. The only time an animal should be killed is if they are injured so badly that they won’t make it to the vet, or the vet can’t make it to them, for them to be humanely put to sleep. If animal abuse carried stronger punishments, then maybe there wouldn’t be so much of it rampant in America. The common census states that child abuse often starts in the teen years with animal abuse being the first phase. Later that leads to child abuse, and child abuse often leads to killing adults. The Bible says an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. This goes for people, but it should also go for animals.

There have even been some teenage boys that went so low as to video the abuse and then get a group of friends to view it together so that they can laugh at the animal writhing in pain. Now how sick is that? I’m usually a pretty easy going person, but when it comes to child abuse or animal abuse, I get very angry and say what I feel. Hopefully both kinds of abuse will be treated more seriously by the media and the local authorities that punish the abusers!!



God Back In Schools?

This is from Facebook. It would be nice if the forces that be would rule to put God back in the schools. That would be the answer to a lot of prayers.




The Same Boat – Not The Same Storm

This is from Facebook. It really gives good definitions of the different kinds of trials and tribulations by comparing them to boats and storms. I don’t know if it will make very much difference to my readers, but it has helped me see the difference in the severity of our different kinds of trials and tribulations. Read it and see what you get out of it for yourself.


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Answers To Word Game

Here are the answers to the word game.

1. sandbox

2 .man over board

3. I under stand

4. read between the lines

5. long under wear

6. cross roads

7. down town

8. tricycle

9. split level or bi level

10. three degrees below zero

11.knee on lights (neon lights)

12. circles under eyes

13. high chair

14. paradise

15. touch down

16. five feet under ground

17. mind over matter

18. He’s beside himself

19. glance backwards

20. death after life

21.G.I. overseas

22. blank program

23. see through blouse

24. just between you  me



Only GOD

Dawnelle Elizabeth had this post on Facebook, I wanted to share this with my readers.

It is a fact that there are many people that do not believe in God, Jesus, or the Holy Spirit. I am not one of them. From infancy I have been taught about the love of God, about His Son Jesus Christ, and later on about the Holy Spirit. The three of them together are called “The Holy Trinity”.

My teachings included how to “talk” to God through prayer and through my everyday actions around family members, the people I knew personally, in other words my friends, and my actions around those I didn’t know at all. The phrase, “Actions speak louder than words.”, has been said to me and around me so much that there is no way I could ever forget it.

In my teachings there were also such phrases as, “Beauty is as beauty does.”, or “Pretty is as pretty does.”, “It’s not what’s on the outside that counts”, “It’s what’s on the inside, in your heart that counts.”, “A picture is worth a thousand words.”, and last but by no means least, “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.”

It was when I was a teenager that I believe I learned how to pray properly and reverently. Up until that time i usually just recited the few prayers I had learned growing up, those being, “The Grace”, the bedtime prayer, “Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep”, and “The Lord’s Prayer”. During that time I was also taught that we were supposed to give thanks to God “in everything”.

That was a teaching that I thought was just way off base. Having been taught that God allows Satan to tempt us and to test us by doing mean things to us, was just a concept I was unable to grasp as a teenager. Once I got older and matured in my later years, that started to make sense to me. There was a poem, that I heard quite often, that really made a person stop and think. I think the title of the poem was “God Has Not Promised”. The poem went on to say different things that amounted to the fat that, life was not always easy, and that we had to take the bad along with the good. If we never knew anything bad, then we would not know that what we were living in was good and that life was not always that way.  

There is another poem, of sort, that I have heard for many years. It goes like this: “The devil is a monster,  Of such awful means,  That to be hated,  Needs but be seen.   But seen too oft,  With familiar face,  We first endure,  And then embrace.”

When I first started thanking God for everything, even the bad things and stuff, I was very angry about having to thank God, even for the bad things. That was like thanking your parents for spanking you when you did something wrong. And really, who thanks their parents for spanking them for doing wrong. Not anybody I know of.

It’s no surprise then when I tell you that my first prayer that I prayed to thank God for the bad things went something like this: ” Dear God, the Bible says that we are supposed to thank you for everything whether good or bad. I dont understand why I should thank you for something that I didn’t ask for and don’t even want, let alone to be happy for it and thank you for it. But if I’m supposed to, then I will. Thank you for …….(whatever the bad thing was), and I’m doing this only to do what the Bible says for me to do. That’s because I want to be obedient to your word.” Then I go on to say: “Thank you God for…….(whatever the good thing is or things are), I do appreciate it that you answered my prayer for it. I love you God and I thank you for sending Your Son to die for my sins. I also thank you for forgiving my sins, and understanding what I am trying to say even though it is not something I like. You are indeed a Wonderful and Gracious God. I love you, AMEN.”

All of what I have written above was necessary to explain what the reasoning is behind my wanting to share the picture poster above, at the beginning of this post.

The title of the poster is “Only GOD”, meaning that only God can correct the things that we do that are not right.

“Only GOD can turn:         A MESS into a MESSAGE.                                                                                                 A TEST into a TESTIMONY.                                                                                               A TRIAL into a TRIUMPH.                                                                                                   And a VICTIM into a VICTORY.

My hopes are that this post has helped you to understand why we are supposed to thank God for everything, good and bad. And to tell you about my own trip down the long hard road to being able to understand it, and then to put it into practice.







That’s Just What Moms Do

There are many types of Moms or Mothers. The first type is the biological Mother that actually gives birth to the child. This can be a natural parent or a surrogate Mother. There are Foster Moms and Adopted Mothers. Are then there are Grandmothers and Godmothers. Bet you never really stopped to think about just how many types of Mothers there are. But the fact is that whatever person is in charge of you when you are a minor is the same as a mother figure to you. This does not matter how bad or how good they are, they are still your mother figure. Even if you are currently, or you were in an orphanage, the leader there is your Mother (or Father) figure as the case may be. Even children that are raised with their natural parents could have good or bad parents. What I am talking about in this post is the types of mothers that I grew up around, meaning my own Mother and my friends Mothers, so just keep that in mind when you read this.

Mothers do whatever is necessary to raise their child or children as best as they can in good or bad circumstances. My real Father left when I was an infant, so my Mother had to raise four babies on her own until we went to live with my Grandmother (my Nanny). We couldn’t say Grandmother correctly, and Nanny was all that we could say, so our Grandmother, our Mother’s Mother was Nanny.

When a Mother raises her children on her own, she makes many sacrifices for them. I know that my mother used to count the pieces of lunch meat and sliced cheese before she would make a sandwich for herself. If there was only enough for us four children, then my Mother went without having a sandwich and made sure that we had a sandwich for our lunch. The same was true of any food that we had. My Mother always made sure that us four children ate even if it meant that she didn’t eat. Why? you may ask. It’s just because, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

A Mother will go without sleep if her child, or children are sick. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”. They may be sick with a headache or a cold, but they will still clean up after their children in their children threw up or had diarrhea all over them self. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

A Mother will make sure that her children have clean clothes. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”. A Mother will make sure that her children have shoes and socks, if at all possible and money allows, even if she has to use shoes that are torn or worn. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

A Mother will go without sleep if her child is having a bad dream and needs her to help calm them down. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

A Mother will look under the bed and check the closet, or wherever the child thinks a monster or boggy man may be. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

Even if a Mother had a bad night herself, but her child has a program at school the next day, she will go [if she can get off of work(if she works)]. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

If the child is in danger, a Mother will step in front of the child to keep them from harm. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

I am sure that you have all heard stories about parents showing examples of unheard of strength to remove a heavy object from off of the child to get the child to safety if they are under the object in any way. Classic example, a heavy bookcase falls on the child when he/she was climbing up on it to get an object they wanted and the Mother gets unheard of strength to be able to remove the bookcase from on top of the child and get the child to safety of to medical health, whichever the case may be. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

What I am trying to point out is that a Mother will do anything necessary for her child or children to keep them safe, fed, clean, and healthy. Why?, “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

Try to remember that not all Mothers possess the ability to be able to do all of these things all the time, or maybe not any of the time. But, most Mothers do the best that they can at any given time for their children.

I will give a personal example. Before my Mother and us four children went to live with my Nanny, my Mother always put us children first when it came to eating, doing our laundry, staying up with us when we were sick, even if she didn’t get any sleep herself, and things like that. Then we went to live with my Nanny. We lived with my Nanny until I was 8 years old. That was when my Mother married my first step-father.

After my Mother married my first step-father, almost everything changed. Yes, my Mother still did the things about food, laundry, and whenever we were sick, but she was helpless to keep me safe whenever my step-father got drunk and started abusing me. I always thought that it was because she didn’t love me anymore since she married my step-father. He beat me every time he got drunk. But what I didn’t know, until after I was taken away from the family, was that she was being beaten too. She never let on to us children that she was being hurt too. For whatever the reason, I was the one of us children that he beat every time he got drunk. It wasn’t until he beat me so bad that he almost killed me, and I was taken away from the family, that I stopped being beat by him when he got drunk. I went to live with a friend as a live-in babysitter, never to return to my family again.

It was years later that it came out that my Mother was also being beat up. When my step-father pulled a gun on her and threatened to kill her, she finally left him one day when he was at work. I had gone to visit my Nanny, and my Mother was moving into an apartment close to where my Nanny lived. It was then that I found out that she had been beat also.

After being taken away from the family, I blamed my Mother for not protecting me. It was only after being in therapy for many, many years that I realized that my Mother had done the best that she could when I was growing up. It had to be so so hard for her to keep it a secret for all those many years. Why did she keep it a secret all those years? “That’s Just What Moms Do”.

I have since reconciled with my Mother about those bad years growing up. She divorced my first step-father, and a few years later married a wonderful man. I know that the 31 years that she spent with my second step-father were the best years of her life. I dearly loved him, up until the day he died, in his sleep, in a diabetic coma. My Mother has lived with my sister ever since then, and has spent a month or two with one of my brothers, here and there, ever since then. I miss him so much. I did get to spend time with my Mother last year, while my sister and he husband were on a trip. With all of my medical issues, I hadn’t gotten to see my Mother in a little over 11 years.

The point of this post is that if things have happened in your life that you are blaming on your Mother, please try to forgive her. Everything that happened wrong may not have been totally her fault. Try to get the whole story before you take a chance on carrying your anger, resentment, and hurt for any longer than what you have to. It would literally be a crying shame for your Mother to die and you and her to never have reconciled any differences you two may have. You don’t want to be on your death bed and realize that the two of you never got it straightened out and started talking to each other on a good basis. I know that I sure am glad that I forgave my Mother and we got everything straightened out and now we have a good relationship.

This goes for any relationship that you have that is strained. Think about it. Life is too short to carry on hardships in relationships for years on end.


Finally Back In Operation

It has been since the end of May that I posted my last blog here. I have had too many things happen to discuss at this time. There have been medical issues on my part, being out of state helping to take cake of my Mother, while my sister and brother-in law went on a trip, and major problems with my laptop that resulted in having to let it be discarded.

My friend tried many times, unsuccessfully, to fix my laptop. It would work for a few days, and then start acting up again. I had to admit that it was unable to be fixed, because if my friend can’t fix it, it can’t be fixed. He is a genius when it comes to fixing computers.

That same friend is loaning me a laptop until I can save up the money to have a custom desktop built. Once the desktop is built, it will be easier to fix if anything happens to it. Each component is separate and can be replaced very easily. Laptops are hard to work on because everything is connected to the motherboard. When there is a short anywhere, it’s very hard to find, and obviously even harder to fix.

Enough said. I am back, and this is hopefully the last new beginning I will have to do.

Even Young Children Can Make A Difference And Save A Life

This blog is about children saving adults and helping deliver babies. In our society today, most children are barely being tolerated. They are given electronic babysitters, so to speak, as soon as they are big enough to hold an iphone, and iPad, or a tablet. Then they are taught how to watch children’s movies on these devices, and left to their own resources. Unfortunately, that’s not the way to raise responsible adults. That’s the way to raise very selfish adults that are barely able to take care of their self, if they can even yake care of their self. And believe me, there are plenty of young adults that don’t know beans about living on their own and taking care of their self.

When I was growing up, we were taught our name, our parents name, our address, and our phone number. Believe it or not, there are some children today that don’t even know that much basic information. Now days there is almost no such a thing as a land line. the only people that have land lines are senior citizens that need the land lines to have their emergency alerts connected to them, otherwise everybody has a cell phone.

I saw an episode of a show, from back in the 90’s, called Rescue 911, where the Mother was expecting a baby any day. The Father had to work nights. They had a three year old son. They taught the son how to dial 911 and tell the operator that “my Mommy is having a baby”. That way the toddler would be able to accomplish this task of getting emergency help. They even had a phone installed in the bathroom, where he could reach it to dial 911. The toddler did have to use the phone to call 911, but not because his Mother was having a baby, but because his Mother was choking on a piece of hard candy, and had already fallen to the floor. Luckily enough the dispatcher could barely hear the Mother in the background gasping for breath. They thought that the toddler was just playing with the phone. Once they heard the Mother, they immediately sent help, but they kept the toddler on the phone until help arrived. So in essence, the toddler saved his Mother’s life.

In this blog, there is a video of a 5 year old girl that saved her Mother from drowning, in a pool, when her Mother had a seizure. There is a video of a 5 year old little girl, that saved her Dad’s life, when he was having trouble breathing. Another video is of another 5 year old, but this time it was a little boy, that saved his Father’s life when he was in a diabetic coma. And last, but not least, there is an amazing video of an 8 year old little girl helping her Mom deliver her baby brother.


A video about a 5 year old little girl that saved her drowning Mother.


A video about when Savannah’s Dad was having trouble breathing and she called 911 for them to save her Dad’s life.


A video of a 5 year old little boy who saves Dad in diabetic coma.


Here is a video of an 8 year old little girl helping her Mom deliver her baby brother.

Hopefully these videos have really impressed upon you that even young children can be very resourceful and have the capability of saving an adult. It all has to do with proper teaching and upbringing. When children are taught to have compassion and concern for other people and to know the value of other person’s life, then they will react with that same compassion and love when it comes to saving another person’s life. These are the type of children that hopefully will be the leaders of our society someday. Otherwise, I think that our society is in grave danger of demise. We are already falling down a steep hill, at a very rapid pace. Something has to change for the better, or we may no longer be a thriving society, but a society in ruins.