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Hard Times

What do you do when you are faced with a crisis?  Do you keep plugging along hoping it will get better?  Do you ask for help?  Do you PRAY?  Do you stay cheerful or do you fall apart in grief?

I have had a lot of time to think about this lately.  I watched my own parents push through when in a crisis.  Each holding on to their rosary and praying things would get better.  It was a good example for me.  

I started working harder.  In every way.  Cleaning and organizing.  Teaching more life lessons on patience and kindness.  Praying as a family.  Trying to wake up in the morning and just be grateful some prayer time, a cup of coffee and some "good mornings" from BJ and the kids.  I start every morning now trying to figure out what new thing to make for dinner.  What kind of goodie I should make today.  Trying to use, just what we have.  

Mostly I try to read more positive things.  Right now I am reading a wonderful Ebook by a Catholic Homeschool Mom named Dessi Petrova Jackson.  The title is "When a Teacup Warms Your Heart".  Each small chapter is an inspiration to me.  Sort of a, stop and smell the roses book, with some insight into a mothers heart with Jesus.  I truly don't think I stumbled on this accidentally.  It is perfect for right now.

Things in this world keep getting harder every day.  America is losing the freedoms our ancestors died for.  The bills are higher and we get much much less for our dollar.  I'm going to keep praying and fighting for our freedoms on the home front.  We teach our children how to deal with this upside down world.  It is truly sad that this land I love is disintegrating.  God has this.  He will not abandon us.  If you read this, know I am praying for all of you feeling the crisis.  I am praying that we can take back our freedoms.  I am praying for the world and all who feel alone at this time.  God Bless YOU!  God keep you safe and enveloped in His Mercy. Amen.


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