Father, Son, Holy Spirit

I know God is in three persons- Father, Son and Holy Spirit. I have had a personal connection with the Father since I was a child and due to increased spiritual knowledge I believe in the Holy Spirit. I have a hard time believing and connecting with the Son.

I have a clear memory of surgery I had at about five or six. I was siting on the knee of a being I always thought was God the Father. Today I know that can't be as that entity has no body. I was asked if I wanted to return to my life or stay where I was. Apparently I agreed to go back because that is what I did.

Today I am wondering if the reason I can't accept Jesus is because I blame him for what I have been forced to endure during my 82 years of living on earth? Could be.

At war

I just finished reading "Burn District #1" by Suzanne Jenkins. I couldn't have found a book that more closely resembles what is going on in the United States right now. Life as they knew it led a family to flee to another part of the country and begin again because of the corrupt state of the government. Sound familiar? It did to me. The only thing I didn't care for was that guns became more important than money. I hope our current situation doesn't reach that level.

Till death do us part

In all the years I have been old enough to vote I have never before heard people wish a president dead-until now. There must be something really rotten going on in the white house for this to happen.

I don't like the current president. In fact every time I see his picture on Facebook or watch/listen to him on TV I just want to throw up, but I don't wish him dead. I don't understand how such a horrible self centered person could have been elected in the first place. I recently wrote that it reminds me of Jonestown, 1978. People followed a man who led them to their death, by simply drinking Kool Aid.

People who don't have confidence in themselves can believe anything. 

No matter how corrupt a person is I don't believe it is our job to wish them dead. I think God will take care of that when the right time comes.     

Healing

I just watched the Netflix movie, The Healer. It was a really good movie, but it left me with a question. If God gave me the gift of healing others would I accept it?

That's not an easy question to answer. If I said yes I could imagine tons of people knocking on my door when the word got out. I suppose that would be one way of making my friend list grow, but it would also entail a whole lot of responsibility.

What if the reason people have health issues to deal with is God's plan for them to become stronger? I don't think everything is meant to be easy. I'm not sure I would want to make the decision of who to heal and who to leave just as I found them.

I think I am leaning toward saying, "Thanks, but no thanks. I will leave the healing up to you!"

Logic

I am aware that there are many New Mexicans who do not like our governor, but I think she is doing a good job of trying to keep the virus count down in our state. It has to be tough when numbers are spiking in neighboring states. If people would just follow the rules for safety, things would settle down.
In a town that was already dying I realize it is a matter of life and death for the little businesses. I asked myself why them when bigger businesses are allowed to stay open?
I think the difference is a larger business like Walmart or a chain grocery store is run by a corporation. If you don't follow the rules you will be fired. A small business basically makes their own rules and can put others at risk if they for instance, aren't wearing a mask.
So wearing a mask is something we all need to get used to, but would you rather wear one or be dead or cause someone else to die?
If you don't like the rules our governor has set up for your safety, that's just tough. You can always move to a state with a higher virus count!

Trust

Trust is an interesting word. I think it is something that has to be earned. In a real world our first experience with trust is with the person who delivers us. Don't drop me! I suppose we then begin by trusting our parents or care giver if they are there for us when we need them. Some of us move on to friends and associates we gather through our life. I think our experiences teach us who we can trust and who we can't.

Over time we learn who is reliable and who is not. Many people trust an unseen being, who may or may not have a body. That's pretty much called faith. To have complete trust in this being is sometimes a leap of faith. It is often difficult to let go of control and just trust.

During my life I have also learned to trust certain brand names such as: Tide, Gold Medal, Dove and Friskies, to name a few. They have earned my trust by being reliable over time.

One of my favorite things to trust is the Archangel Raphael. He is the master healer. Whenever I am feeling a lack of confidence I call on him to join me wherever I am. He has never failed to assist me. That is ultimate trust!

So trust comes in many forms and I do think it has to be earned.

Who pushed you?

I love Facebook and the people who have become friends over time. It is one of the places that I obtain subconscious messages to continue this blog. I have learned to pay attention and follow my intuition.

This morning an old friend whom I recently re-connected with posted a very inspiring piece about life being simple. It contained an analogy that stood out for me and caused me to think back in my life and ask myself, who pushed you? What he wrote in part was: "Even though a baby bird is born to fly it often needs to be pushed from the nest because it is unaware of its incredible abilities."

For me the year 2000 was the year someone pushed me out of my not so comfortable nest and forced me to think for and depend on myself. Before that I had pretty much lived for my two ex-husbands and my three children, especially my youngest. It was the year I began expressing myself in writing. Over the years it has caused some people to leave me behind and spread their own wings. Perhaps that was what it was supposed to do. 

In my current life there have been two men (not married to either one) who because of who they were, pushed me out of the nest. I will be forever grateful to both of them, even though at the time I thought they were first class jerks! Wrong!!

One word

A friend's online group asked the question this morning, "In one word how would you describe 2020?" Without giving it much thought I answered "opportunities".

To some that  might be a strange answer. A lot of people wrote negative words.

I feel that this is an unusual opportunity to regroup.As I have said before I feel bad for those people I have known who left before the big show. I was thinking this morning of a local friend who left earth in 2007. She survived the hacking away of her body parts due to diabetes, but nobody could destroy her positive attitude. I know she would laugh at what is going on and do everything in her power to make her life better. She would use the opportunity to grow. She is my idea of a roll model.

Progress

I made my first trip out of Grants in over four months today. I had an appointment with my dermatologist in Albuquerque. I was a little nervous about going to the big city, but I had some things that needed checking. As it turned out, everyone was wearing a mask and there weren't many patients in the waiting room. I got to see a new PA and liked her so much I asked to be transferred to her patient list.

After the appointment we stopped off at an Arby's drive though for a little lunch, then pulled into a parking lot to eat.

Back home and waiting for a pick up call for a new prescription from Walt-mart.

Independence

Our forefathers did not fight for our independence for us to become sheep led to a slaughter house. It is our responsibility to weigh information coming to us through various sources and believe what makes sense to us. Keeping in mind that any choice we make carries its own consequences. 

As I am sure you all know by now, my intuition is always my guide because I believe it is directly connected to Source.

Traveling lies

I just finished reading the book, "It Happened in the Mining Town", by Adela Pilowsky. I was attracted to the book because the town that I live in was a uranium mining town when we moved here in 1976.

The story involved lies that were told over several generations. They were set free at the end of the book. The lies affected everyone and tore family relationships apart.

There have been lies in my family, which is no doubt why I was supposed to read this book. It's much like the situation with the current pandemic. It is difficult to know who or what to believe. I have concluded the best we can do is follow our own intuition.