Once upon a time, there was a young boy who lived with his father in a small house. Almost every evening he would hear his father say: “Poor me. I will die a sad old man because you are a fool and will never amount to anything.”

But the boy was not a fool, in fact, he showed a lot of wisdom for his age, and he had a generous heart. One day, after helping a widow stack wood, he was about to go home, when she stopped him, and placed her hand on his head, while speaking these words. “You are a reflection of the face of God. The world is brighter for the joy you have given me this day. I bless you my child.”

The boy stepped back, amazed: “What was that?”

“Why, it was a blessing my child, Haven’t you ever received a blessing before?”

Back at home he asked his father: “Papa? Why do you curse me? Why don’t you bless me instead?”

“Bless you? It is against my nature. Poor me. I will die a sad old man because you are a fool and will never amount to anything.”

“Oh” said the boy, and he felt sorry for his father. That night he decided that no matter how uncomfortable it felt, he would become the kind of person who blessed others. And so he did.

The boy grew to be a man, left his father’s house, and built a home for himself. He had a family of his own. He was still ‘haunted by the curses’ of his father, but he decided to bless. Almost every evening, he would call one of his children to him, lay his hand upon their head and speak these words:

“You are a reflection of the face of God. The world is brighter for the joy you give me this day. I bless you my child.”

One evening, there was a knock on the front door, and as he had raised his children to do, they welcomed in a blind-beggar, and gave him some food to eat. The man walked in and immediately recognized it was his own father, but he chose not to reveal his identity. Instead, he listened to the old man speak. The old man talked about how he had lost his eyesight, and how he’d been forced to beg in a world where life was hard. Then one of the boys spoke up: “Grandfather! You’re welcome to stay here with us!”

“But I have no money to pay you.” said the old man.

“Oh, we don’t need any money; all we ask is that as long as you stay here, you speak only blessings. – What’s the matter?”

“It…it’s against my nature to bless.”

“Grandfather, I can tell by your hands that you have worked hard your whole life. So, begging must be against your nature as well, but see, it has brought you here to us.”

The old man couldn’t argue this point, so he agreed to stay, but it was weeks before he spoke a word – it was so against his nature to bless. And when he finally did, you could hardly hear him: “What’s that Grandfather?”

“I said, bless you for taking an old man in from the cold. I wish my son had turned out like you, but he was a fool and…”

“Ah! Grandfather, remember speak only blessings.”

“Well, I wish my son had turned out like you! Bless you!”

This wasn’t bad for a first blessing. And a week later, he spoke another one and it was a little smoother. Then he began to bless every day — in fact, many times in a day. You could say that blessing became… second nature to him. The more he blessed, the more he smiled. The more he smiled the more his heart softened. And the more his heart softened, the more joy he began to experience; a different kind of joy than he had known before.

They lived happily for years, until one winter the old man fell ill, and was near death. As his breathing grew labored, his son sat on his bedside and asked: “Grandfather, is there anything I can get for you?”

“No one can bring me what I most need at this hour.”

“Please Grandfather, anything! What would you like?”

“I should like to see my own son once more to give him my blessing. As he was growing, I gave him only curses. I told him it was against my nature to bless. And, as you can see, I have learned to bless too late…”

His son leaned closer and whispered: “Papa! Papa it’s me, your son… I am here. It is not too late. God has seen fit to bring us together in these last years. It’s not too late! I’m here… I’m here!” And they embraced. A moment later, the old man straightened up, stretched out a trembling hand, laid it upon his son’s head, and spoke these words:

“You are a reflection of the face of God. Though I cannot see you with my eyes, I see you with my heart and the mercy you have shown me these past years is like a brilliant light, dispelling all shadows as I pass from time into eternity. I will die a happy old man, because I have learned to bless and so…my son… I… bless you.”

With these words, his hand fell back down to his chest and he died with a beautiful smile on his face. Just then the wind became very strong outside and he got up to close the shutter, as he heard an ancient voice: “Eternity shines brighter for the joy you bring me this day. I bless you my child.”

Then the wind died down and everything became peaceful in the countryside and in the heart of the young man. – Author unknown –

The way a parent interacts with their children can/will create the child’s image for the rest of their lives. It’s their legacy that they will carry in their heart forever. A curse can ‘sometimes’ become a blessing as abuse and evil can be turned around by some to become the opposite. But most times, it will create a heavy heart that will lead only to pain and destruction, both internally then externally  into the world.

What do you want/wish to be carried in the hearts and lives of those you love, curses or blessings?…

This is my first Father’s Day without my Daddy…. but I have felt his energy around me allot lately… Happy Father’s Day!!!

 Take heed that you do not do your charitable deeds before men, to be seen by them. Otherwise you have no reward from your Father in Heaven. Therefore, when you do a charitable deed, do not sound a trumpet before you as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory from men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward. But when you do a charitable deed, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, that your charitable deed may be in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will Himself reward you openly.

I was at a church service that bastardized this passage up one side and down the other. They bragged, boasted and made excuses for a man whom they ‘claimed’ followed Matthew 6. But had he really, how would they know? Men who really follow Matthew 6 do not reveal it… This ‘church’ was ‘using’ this in ‘their agenda’ to explain why a man of vast resources had squandered much of it away. 

Did this man help others? Yes, and he also did harm. He was a man with his good and bad traits… as we all are. He was a braggadocios, arrogant man who, at times, had a kind heart and, at others, was cruel to his core even abusive. He was an alcoholic, a womanizer, worked hard and played hard. He lied, cheated, gave and took away…

A part of his reason for charity to others was that he liked to feel like the ‘big’ man, the ‘big shot’ and be in control of people…give to someone and most people will feel beholden to you. That gives the giver a degree and feeling of power over someone else…Giving has that aspect to it when it is given in the ‘wrong’ way and that is why Matthew 6 is so relevant and important to remember its true meaning and purpose.

Also, this man was too susceptible to flattery. People would flatter him and he would ‘think’ that they ‘cared’ about him. He was a terrible judge of character, preferring the sinful over those with character, preferring those who lie to him over those who told him the truth.  He didn’t like to be alone and he practically paid people to be around him… as in women… whorish types gravitated to him…. and in business deals in his later years people took advantage of him with promises of grandiosity and great wealth.

And this is not of God…

Years ago, I went to see a traveling preacher that I was told about by an acquaintance with whom I discussed spirituality.

I was the only white person in the room full of blacks. The man talked, preached, called people up to the front, and put his hands on them as they fell back to the floor, some wailing and others in a trance. Some ran around the room in a frenzy waving their hands, wailing, shouting, and howling to the Lord…

I sat quietly and observed. The preacher then motioned for me to come up to the front along with a few others. So, I did, as I thought…’How weird is this going to be?’

He spoke messages and blessings to the others as they fell back and to the floor then it was my turn. I had the palms of my hands pressedtogether in prayer and my eyes closed. The preacher told me, “You are a true child of God. You do his work when others only pretend. You will write stories that will heal millions. God wants you to know that he sees you. Open your hands to receive.” And I did. “I want you to know this is not from me, is it from the Lord who sees who you are and is watching you.” He placed an envelope in my hands then gently touched my forehead. ‘Bless you, child of God.”

I went back to my seat. My acquaintance and her friends turned to watch as I opened the envelope. In it was money… a lot of money and, at that time, money was something I was short of.

They remarked.”I have never seen anyone give money to anyone other than children or an orphanage.”

I replied, “My gosh! I don’t want to take money from children or money that should go to an orphanage. I’m giving it back.”

They snapped. “No! No! It’s your blessing from God. Receive it! Don’t give it back!”

When they passed the offering plate, I put half in and kept half for myself.

I think of this experience when I am sitting in churches with people who ring so false…

God is in you… not in some church, not in some prophet, not in some preacher in a robe standing at an altar lit by candles, not in rote repetition of words and not in anything, but your own heart and soul… if you will open and allow God in…God sees your heart and knows your deeds…
Beware of wolves in sheeps clothing…they are everywhere these days…

 believe them…

What does this statement mean to you?

I know I am continually giving those undeserving of it a second chance and doing so has usually only harmed me further….

When you haven’t believed what was revealed and shown to you by words, actions, behaviors or instincts, has this harmed you in some way even further? Or if you gave someone a second chance has it worked out to be worth it?

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I think I was born ‘knowing’ how to live morally and what I needed to do to have a healthy body, mind and spirit.

But I have been around alcoholics and put down for not drinking. I have been laughed at, even harassed for not smoking and not wanting to be exposed to cigarette smoke. I have been put down, even laughed at for not trying, or doing drugs and not wanting to ever do drugs.

I have been called ‘naive’ because  I don’t want to be around those who have affairs. I have never had an affair, nor would ever have one. I think cheating is a complete betrayal, actually, a betrayal to self. I respect myself and others. So I would never betray myself, or another in this demeaning way.

I have been treated badly for telling the truth because the people I was around didn’t want to hear, or know the truth.

I have been laughed at for eating healthfully, exercising, and taking care of my body. The body that God gave me to take care of. I have been laughed at for drinking water, instead of alcohol. Sure, I enjoy alcohol, at times, but not all the time and certainly not as an addiction…

I have been laughed at and patronized for being moral and living that way. I have been laughed at because I think think love and sex go together.

I would rather talk to people than watch TV, or play with, or check my phone. I thought I was addicted to chocolate, but a friend who is in the ‘psychology field’ told me that I’m not. That I don’t have an addictive personality. That I ‘choose’ to eat chocolate and I like it, but I could stop in a moment. There is nothing that I crave, except the Lord God and the mercy of Jesus Christ.

It seems to be addicted is the thing to be on earth. Evil wants us all addicted to something…

I believe in God and Jesus Christ, not ‘organized religion’. I have tried all my life to be ‘good’ and to follow the teachings and guidance in the Bible. I have been around and observed those who ‘claim’ to be so ‘religious’, but do much against God, morality, honor and truth and some do so in the name of God. Some of these people are the cruelest and most evil.

I have been to churches and around people who ‘claim’ to be religious who are ‘hateful and immoral’ people. They ‘use the words’ from the Bible in order to manipulate and to hide behind… as they do harm to others with a smile and a prayer.

You know the kind, who say ‘bless you’ often and it rings as false a Satan. They hide behind this facade to disarm their prey so they can suck them in and do harm. I have noticed this becoming more prevalent on earth today.

We must all be vigilant and aware of what is really of good and when it is evil trying to hide in good…

Wolves in sheep’s clothing. I seem to have allot of them around me lately.

A person’s soul shows through their words and facade if you can and will see…and these types don’t like it when you see who they really are… and they will get meaner and meaner…they will do anything to deflect it from themselves.. blame others, lie, project, whine and cry…punish, torture and harass…

Why do the ‘bad’ try to make the good ‘feel bad’?

I have been punished, even emotionally tortured for trying to be good on earth… and this is because evil rules here and evil prefers that we all be down fallen, addicted, immoral, ignorant, controlled, in pain and weak… so that they can suck us into their domain of evil.

The evil ones want to be in ‘control’… some will whine and play ‘oh, poor me’ to achieve this… I had this occur just yesterday… these types are full of manipulative tactics… if they can’t do it out right, and if they know you see who they really are, they will often times use the pity ploy…

He Who Endures To The End … Jesus said, “Now brother will deliver up brother to death, and a father his child; and children will rise up against parents and cause them to be put to death. And you will be hated by all for My name’s sake. But he who endures to the end will be saved” (Matthew 10:21-22).

Hated by All Men – Everyone wants to be liked. However, it is axiomatic that not everyone will be your friend, if for nothing more than just a matter of personality.

This is especially true for those who have real convictions. If you stand for nothing, then you can agree with everyone.

If, on the other hand, you believe the word of God to be the truth and stand for its premises, many will be your enemy. Your very presence will be a constant reminder of their sin. They may try to get you fired from your job. They may threaten your good name. They may make every effort to take what you have.

Jesus said, “These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer. I have overcome the world” (John 16:33).

Have you ever felt that you are being punished on earth for trying to be good?

just born ‘bad’…born with, and, of an evil spirit… born without conscience… born without a moral adjuster, and able to do harm to others even at an early age?

Recall the movie,THE BAD SEED…? It’s a classic horror film, about an evil little girl who does whatever she needs to, in order, to get what she desires, even kill, while behaving so ‘charmingly’ to those she is ‘trying’ to fool, especially her Mother… you see people such as this know how to ‘manipulate’ those that they need to achieve their goals… (There have been many movies depicting this type of character, but see this one, if you haven’t … it is a gem and clearly shows the sociopathy of evil.)

Is it nature or nurture, or are some people just born evil? A child can be born into a horrible situation and turn out moral and kind… and another born into good can turn out evil and full of crime against self and others…

Is it just being mischievous, or is it a sign of something else, if a young child of eight does things continually and purposefully to get siblings into trouble?… To make them appear good and others bad, when they are really the bad one..

Example: A Mother says to her children, do not track in after playing out-of-doors because the maid has just cleaned. Then one child purposefully stomps through a sibling’s room totrack it up, then when the Mother gets angry at the child’s whose room it is… the ‘mischievous’ child observes gleefully and smirks…obviously enjoying that her sibling gets  reprimanded…as she smiles ‘cunningly’ at her Mother…

If the Mother corrects the situation immediately is one thing, but what if the Mother isn’t able to see the manipulation, or just doesn’t have the energy, intelligence, or ability to deal with it… This allows for this particular child to see how well manipulation can work and sets the stage for more…Can early correction possibly nip it in the bud…or…

Is it a sign of am emerging sociopath, a bad seed with lack of conscience, and evil intent?  Some say sociopathy reveals itself early on… in both obvious and subtle ways…

Sure children do all kinds of mischievous things as they test boundaries, the world around them, learn right from wrong, how to interact and how to gain the upper hand, or to get attention…

But when is it a sign that someone is born without conscience, born evil…a bad seed?

What do you think, are there some who are born without conscience who are just born evil?

what I do know…

Nothing can take my spirit from me…

I am a child of God…

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Are not allowed in most Public schools anymore because the word ‘God’ is mentioned… A 15-year-old in Arizona wrote this NEW School prayer: 

“New Pledge of Allegiance”

Now, I sit me down in school where praying is against the rule. For this great nation under God, finds mention of Him very odd. 

If scripture now the class recites, it violates the Bill of Rights.  

And anytime my head I bow, becomes a Federal matter now.

Our hair can be purple, orange or green, that’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene…

The law is specific, the law is precise. Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice. 

For praying in a public hall, might offend someone with no faith at all.

In silence alone we must meditate, God’s name is prohibited by the state. 

We’re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, and pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks…

They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible. to quote the Good Book makes me liable.

We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen, and the ‘unwed daddy,’ our Senior King.

It’s ‘inappropriate’ to teach right from wrong, we’re taught that such ‘judgments’ do not belong..  We can get our condoms and birth controls, study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles … but the Ten Commandments are not allowed,  no word of God must reach this crowd.

It’s scary here I must confess. When chaos reigns the school’s a mess. So, Lord, this silent plea I make: Should I be shot; My soul please take!

Amen

Jesus said,  ‘If you are ashamed of me,  I will be ashamed of you before my Father.”