Thursday, May 26, 2016

The Best Way to Avoid Disappointment

What may feel important to you may be on the back burner for me. I don't waste my time trying to store my nuts for the future when "now" is all I have. I may not be here tomorrow. I have other thing to worry about, like "now". I can only do my best. I have just enough for each day that comes. There's a story in the Bible talking about manna. Manna is basically, just having enough, or spiritual nourishment for some. But it originally came from the story of when the Israelites had just come out of Egypt. They were in the desert when the Lord said to them, "I will rain down bread from heaven for you. The people are to go out each day and gather enough for that day. In this way I will test them and see whether they will follow my instructions. On the sixth day they are to prepare what they bring in, and that is to be twice as much as they gather on the other days."

So Moses said, "You will know that it was the Lord when he gives you meat to eat in the evening and all the bread you want in the morning, because he has heard your grumbling against him. Who are we? You are not grumbling against us, but against the Lord."

When they saw the food available to them the next morning, they were told to take as much as they need, to take just enough for each person they have in the tent. The Israelites did as they were told. Some gathered much, some little. Everyone gathered as much as they needed. Then Moses said to them, "No one is to keep any of it until morning." however, some of them paid no attention to Moses. They kept part of it until morning, but it was full of maggots and began to smell.

The point of the story is that God gives us what we need -- not what we necessarily desire or want. And of course, God does give us the desires of our hearts, but in His will. A friend of mine had asked me what "abundance" was the other day. For many people, it means affluence or wealth. But it comes to God giving you an abundance in life -- wealth has little to zero to do with it. When God gives you an "abundant" life -- He gives you a life full of joy and inner peace (not as the world gives) but a constant joy that is only supplied by Him. So whether you're in a grave circumstance or going through trials, you can still be at peace with everything around you. That's "true" peace -- true "abundance". And it's very hard to obtain and maintain for that matter. But staying close to God is what keeps me in check. I'm not wealthy, but I feel grateful for what I have...and they're not materialistic things, therefore, I am wealthy. When people solely focus on materialistic or monetary value, they instantly lose peace. I'm not saying just forget about making money and "wish" for it to just magically appear, but to focus your entire life trying to acquire wealth is meaningless. When you try to acquire wealth without heart and find that it never seems to come readily available, you'll start to become envious of those who do have wealth.

A while ago, I chose to let a lot of things go. I decided that it was none of my business what other people thought of me. It's out of my control. I learned a valuable lesson through some hard times. People who hurt you are hurting more than you. Forgive them. I learned that we're all spiritual creatures walking around oblivious to the fact that we're all somehow connected whether we like or dislike each other. I also understand that life is precious as well as vulnerable. Life can diminish at any given second. We choose our joy and grief much sooner than they even arrive. Our minds trick us into thinking that we can't live without "this" or we can't live without "him/her" -- when in reality, we are all we truly have. But in the same breath, God is our comforter. Without trusting God, we become fearful of the future, fearful of losing our loved ones, fearful of life itself. Each day I try to renew my trust in God, because let's face it -- it's hard trusting a Source that's not visible to the human eye. Some people would call me stupid for relying on faith, or to even trust in something that scientifically doesn't exist. But this is what keeps me going. I have seen. I have experienced God for myself. But who would believe me?

Why would God talk to me? I'm a sinner. I don't go to church, I sometimes drink too much and at times, say the wrong things regretfully. I'm not perfect. There are times when I feel like giving up. But in my time of weakness is when God works His strength in me. Every single time I slip down that road of discouragement, He somehow lifts me back up and dusts me off. I try to help the people I love to the best of my ability. I try to help people I don't even know. Sometimes, when you give your all, it can be completely exhausting. And that's OK. That's when God comes in and gives you "manna" -- strength to make it for just that day. There are some days I'm walking around with zero sleep, and this unexplainable energy zaps right through me as if I slept a full eight hours of uninterrupted sleep. But it's all because of my faith. And through my faith, it becomes my reality.

Another thing I have learned over the past few years is that with high expectations come great disappointments. (And maybe not for some.) But for the vast majority, it's a common theme. Think about this: let's say you're wealthy for a great portion of your life. You've acquired a beautiful home, fancy cars, designer clothing, jewelry, etc., etc., etc... Then one day, you lose your high paying job, your house forecloses, your cars get repossessed and basically everything just slips right out from under your feet. You've now lost everything. What happens next? You won't settle for less, but now you're living in the most miserable situation, because you keep thinking about the past -- about the "once upon a time". You're bitter, angry, resentful...disappointed.

What about vanity? Beauty doesn't last forever, neither does youth. If you solely rely on your good looks, also rely on the fact that those good looks are slowly aging. I was once told, never marry a beautiful woman (although I did...nice save, huh?) -- but to marry someone who will make you laugh and someone who can hold a conversation. Beauty fades. Sex fades. What's left after 50 years of marriage? Friendship, right? But those who are only after looks, youth and wealth will find themselves disappointed eventually. Even the wealthiest people aren't 100% happy.

Here are some great quotes from Ecclesiastes:

"Enjoy what you have rather than desiring what you don't have. Just dreaming about nice things in meaningless; it's like chasing the wind."

"I have observed something else in this world of ours. The fastest runner doesn't always win the race, and the strongest warrior doesn't always win the battle. The wise are often poor, and the skillful are not necessarily wealthy. And those who are educated don't always lead successful lives. It is all decided by chance, by being at the right place at the right time. People can never predict when hard times might come. Like fish in a net or birds in a snare, people are often caught by sudden tragedy."

"Those who love money will never have enough. How absurd to think that wealth brings true happiness. The more you have, the more people come to help you spend it. So what is the advantage of wealth--except perhaps to watch it run through your fingers?"

"Even so, I have noticed one thing, at least, that is good. It is good for people to eat well, drink a good glass of wine, and enjoy their work---whatever they do under the sun---for however long God lets them live. And it is a good thing to receive wealth from God and the good health to enjoy it. To enjoy your work and accept your lot in life---that is indeed a gift from God. People who do this rarely look with sorrow on the past, for God has given them reasons for joy."

Once you stop caring about what other people think of you -- your entire life will change. What other people think of us is none of our business. If someone is to judge us -- let them. That's their issue, not ours. If we're happy with who we are, and what we do, and how we live -- nothing, and I mean nothing else in this world will matter. When people try to control you, or hurt you, remember one thing: hurt people hurt. Hurt people cannot stand to see other people not hurting. Even if they seem to be a good person, it doesn't matter because misery loves company. They fill your head up with negative things, hoping that their "disease" will be contagious enough for you to feel their pain. You can do one or two things with toxic people: you can avoid them at all costs, or you can pray for a hedge or protection when they start rambling off about meaningless things. Try to remain peaceful. And sometimes, silence is your best weapon.

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Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Oh, Was I Being Rude?

Have you ever ran into someone who was just incredibly cranky or rude to you, and you're just like, "What did I do to you?" I'm usually good when it comes to figuring out people who have had a bad day, who may just take it out on the next person who crosses their path. A couple of months ago I had to go into the hospital due to my myoclonic seizures that were getting worse as my sleep deprivation continued. They really couldn't do anything for me, so the nurse who was helping me was very short and rude when asking me questions -- as if my ailment wasn't anything of concern. Like, okay, whatever. As she was snapping at me with each question, I recognized her. She was the nurse who helped my mother a while back. She was so incredibly warm and polite with mom. I said to her, "Oh, I know you! You helped my mother and she always speaks so highly of you. Thank you for being such an amazing nurse to her while she was sick."

And then tears began to fall down her cheeks.

She hugged me and said, "You have no idea how much I needed to hear that today. My husband left me, I have no cable or electricity, and I feel like I'm at my wit's end." My entire stay was filled with the most amazing bedside manners I have ever witnessed before in my life. When I left, she gave me a huge bear hug and again, said thank you to me.

Yesterday was a really bad day for me. I hadn't slept the night before and I was feel really down. I get those kinda days from time to time and luckily, I am able to manage them better, but sometimes I can get short or cranky at any given moment. (Poor Madelene.) There were a lot of things on my mind that I just couldn't shake. I haven't been like this in a long time, so something was up -- was it hormonal, was it the full moon -- I had no clue what it was. I found myself snapping at Madelene when she came into the kitchen while I was broiling fish. I thought she was right behind me and instantly jerked up and burned my hand on the oven (blaming her of course when it was my own damn fault). I was about to play a little game of grit ball with her.

"I wasn't even near you!" she said, backing away slowly.

I placed dinner on the table and left with my glass of wine to retire into the bedroom like a big crybaby. I seriously had no idea what just happened. I was angry. I was sad. I was all over the place with my emotions. I didn't want to admit that I was having a bad day. I just wanted to stew in my own misery making her think that it was her fault. But it wasn't...

It didn't end there. This morning I was finally sick of the rotting carcass under the crawl space in our home. The first day wasn't so bad. The second and third -- I truly believe someone stuffed a human body underneath there, because now the entire house smells like rotting flesh. We have an account with Terminix, so I gave them a call to see if they could come and remove this dead critter...or human remains. The first customer service rep named Anthony said, "Uhhh, okay, hold on and let me set that up for you." And then I heard someone else get on the line, "Hi, this is Sue, how can I help you?" And I just froze. "Sue? Where's Anthony the rep I just spoke to?" She had no clue what I was talking about. So I had to tell my story over again. She said, "Fine, I can set that up to you, please hold."

"Hello, this is Jacklyn, how can I help you?"

5...4...3...2...1

"I WANT TO SPEAK TO A MANAGER RIGHT NOW!!!"

This rep was so incredibly professional and patient with me that she got everything and beyond scheduled out for me, including a free service that they offered. I apologized to her for my outburst and told her, "It's nice to get a representative who actually loves her job, so thank you." She laughed and said she understood and continued to process my order. She totally knew why I was upset beyond other things that were lurking in my lil' noggin.

But my point of this is -- you never know what someone else may be going through. That rude waitress may have just signed divorce papers from the love of her life. The bank teller that was short with you may have found out she was being laid off that afternoon. The barista at Starbucks who made you the worst latte in the world may have just recently lost a parent. You never know. I'm not saying to be a walking mat or to excuse extremely bad behavior, but sometimes we need to just realize what it is and just give more love to whoever needs it. And while it doesn't seem fair to be nice to someone who isn't being so nice to you, it'll not only feel better to rise above the chaotic emotional outbursts, but God will see what you did as well.

Thing is, we all have bad days. Especially when we don't want to talk about something that's bothering us, it may come out a different way, most likely offensively. So next time someone is incredibly rude to you without a reason, just try being extra nice to them...or you could just run for your life.

Don't take anything personally.

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Thursday, May 19, 2016

An Open Letter to the Transgender Community

It's so hard to keep up with the ever-changing times, and acceptance of those who've come to the forefront out to the unexposed. But let's face it, I'd say there are about 85% of people unexposed to transgender men and women. Ask anyone if they know a transgender person -- ask any straight cisgender (biologically male or female) person to see if they themselves, know everything there is to know about someone who is transgender. It wasn't too long ago, maybe eight years back, before I met my first transgender female friend. (MTF male-to-female). She used to be a "he". So let's rewind the story. "He" was married to a woman and had a child with her. "He" always felt as a she. The wife had no knowledge of this whatsoever. But eventually, in "his" 60's, "he" transitioned into a woman. Now a "she" -- she still preferred women, so now she was a lesbian. Most people would just look baffled and say, "What?" I met "him" as a "he". So when she was fully transitioned, (not quite assimilated to her gender, although feminine enough to be considered "gay" by most of society), I kept using the wrong pronoun because I was so used to saying, "he". It was a natural and innocent slip-up. As I learned more about the trans community, I realized how important pronouns were. But I also realized how important it was for transgender people to be patient enough to let society slip into this new skirt of political correctness, or perhaps just plain courtesy of being humane -- whichever you prefer. I was not only corrected for my mistake, but I was slammed against the wall with a ton vile insults and even called "Hitler" by this friend. Hitler? Really? So needless to say, the friendship had ended and I wished her well.

As soon as I poured my coffee and turned on the news this morning, I caught a glimpse of my Facebook friend, Hannah Simpson going off on the reporters for making an "ignorant" mistake. The reporter was talking about a transphobic incident that happened in a bathroom in NYC. Long story short, the reporter said something along the lines of, "The woman said a homophobic slur and pushed the transgender woman out of the bathroom."  I understand homophobic isn't the same as transphobic. I am grateful that I know the difference to which transgenderism has nothing to do with preference in sexual orientation, but the rest of society is just waking up realizing how many transgender people are coming up to the surface in recent years. It takes time and patience. You can't berate them all the time for not knowing the difference between trans/cross/gay/lesbian/queer. It's all too confusing for the cis-hetero. It really is.

My point is: if you truly want them to accept YOU as a transgender person, then you need to accept the time that it takes for everything to sink in. I mean - c'mon! Look at all the pronouns you want us to use.

Ne, ve, spivak, ze, zie, xe.

I understand that there are gender neutral people out there -- some androgynous and others more assimilated to one gender, but how is someone supposed to know what gender or pronoun to properly use? And will you get offended when someone makes a mistake due to all of the pronouns that are now available? I seriously don't think this will become a 'thing' in society, but it is in the trans community somewhat. And that's fine. Even as a member of the LGBT community, I couldn't adhere to these new pronouns and I won't. It's leaving more room for offensive mistakes that I wish not to make again.

Your thoughts?

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Wednesday, May 04, 2016

When the Negative Meets the Positive


It's interesting how others may perceive you. I was told by many of my past therapists that I look so happy and not somebody who suffered with anxiety or depression. One thing about me is: I'm never fake. But one thing people don't know about me is, whenever I'm in a depression, I tend to stay away from people, so they never see that side of me. And I do it for two reasons: for one, I don't want to depress anybody else with my gloom 'n doom attitude, and secondly, I usually view the world on a sour note while I'm depressed. So it's best that I live in my little bubble during that time. I have this wonderful therapist who'll occasionally receive a frantic text from me saying, "I can't take it anymore!" And she knows I don't mean that I'm standing out on some ledge somewhere (which I have thought about in the past), so she'll soothe my anxiety and then make me come into her office or even be gracious enough to do a phone therapy session. She's been such a blessing. When I first met her, she even stated, "You look like you're all 'put-together' -- I can't see how you're depressed." But she hasn't seen me curled up in a ball crying my eyes our wishing I was dead. This was my reasoning for contacting her a couple of years ago. I wasn't handling the passing of my father very well (I mean, who does), and I was riddled with fear over the cancer diagnosis my mom had just received.

I tend to get depression them from time, and sometimes, for no apparent reason. Usually, I'll get them after having a huge panic attack. My anxiety attacks range from nightly myoclonic jerks to full blown heart racing panic attacks that give me chest pains much like a heart attack. I sometimes end up in the ER just to be on the safe side. Depression is the downfall of anxiety, which is why so many people use antidepressants when they have anxiety. Anyway, through a lot of soul searching, prayer, meditation and reading, I have discovered ways to keep positive and "refreshed" each day. My life isn't perfect, but I am learning how to cope much better. I'm writing this just to share with you some of the things that have helped me. I still have lots of anxiety, but with much less depression. If this helps you, then great... If not, then always keep trying to discover new ways to keep your happiness alive.

For one, I write down at least five things that I'm grateful for. This keeps my perspective very positive. I have been meditating and praying in the morning every single day. I am so addicted to it, that now I make it a practice at night before I turn in. A new friend of mine said to me, that prayer and mediation is like a muscle. You have to use it every day for it to get stronger and stronger. And likewise with depression -- keeping positive practices in your life will result in a positive life. But life itself is never going to be perfect. That's just a given. But to have a better attitude when things fall apart is the key to staying afloat. I still have to practice, practice, practice because I'm nowhere near perfect.

Another thing I had to do was walk away from negative people. This can be anyone who sucks the living energy out of you -- whether they're always complaining, causing conflict or inviting you to their pity parties 24/7. And at the risk of sounding insensitive, sometimes you have to pull back in order to regain your sense of happiness again, because negativity can rub off on you faster than you'd think. There are also people who are "seemingly" happy, to where you get to know them better enough, their "negativity" can be one where they're just one of those types of people who have nothing good to say about anything or anyone -- always criticizing everybody 'n their mother. They seem to suck you right into their drama. It's absolutely draining. I try to entertain them in small doses. A friend stated to me just yesterday, "You seem happy, I thought you had depression."  It was more of a compliment in my opinion. Yes, I am happy because I am with the people I love the most, I have a great family, a wonderful home, and I love what I do. I have a lot of things to be grateful for, but don't think that depression doesn't knock on my door from time to time, because it does. It usually creeps up on me when I have a bad panic attack. That one panic attack can set off my depression for as long as 3-5 days. It's like my brain is just recovering. That's the only way I can explain it. I suffer from bouts of insomnia which triggers my depression. It's not fun going on day five with zero sleep. Not only that, but I'm not allowed to drive after day two due to my myoclonic seizures (which is not epileptic) but it's triggered by sleep deprivation. My anxiety and depression may come in different forms than yours, but nonetheless, it effects my life greatly.

I truly don't understand why people who have anxiety and depression or any other type of mental illness don't seek the needed help. And don't tell me "it's too expensive". I pay out of pocket. Let's put it this way: I pay out of pocket on a sliding scale (thank you therapist) so that I can have quality of life. So I miss a few nail appointments, but it's so worth it. For somebody to not value their own mental health is just baffling to me. Your mental health is the most important thing you can maintain. This is your entire "world" -- as you perceive it -- as you perceive yourself. How can you not take care of that? It doesn't mean you're "CRAZY" or that you'll end up on some dirty psyche ward in a straight jacket -- it means that you care enough about yourself, and those around you. Remember, when you're depressed, your loved ones feel it too. The energy you bring into a room while you're depressed is very dark. It's sometimes so dark, that it feels downright dreadful. Sometimes, the person feels isolated due to their own dark energy being felt by others. People seem to run away, and rightfully so. I run away whenever I feel it. I know how contagious it is.

So here's what worked for me if you're feeling depressed and negative feelings.

Pray and meditate every single morning. Make it a ritual. Set out a time, for however long you can do it. This will make it a habit.

Read up on positive scriptures that'll reinforce God's love for you. Here are some below.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those who are crushed in spirit. --Psalm 34:18

He heals the brokenhearted, binding up their wounds. --Psalm 147:3 

Each time he said, "My gracious favor is all you need. My power works best in your weakness." So now I am glad to boast about my weakness, so that the power of Christ may work through me. --2 Corinthians 12:9 

Jesus said, "Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. --Matthew 11:28

I can do everything with the help of Christ who gives me the strength I need. --Philippians 4:13

These scriptures help me keep my focus on God and to help restore my happiness. I try not to bog down my friends with my negative baggage in life, that's what my therapist is for. But there's nothing wrong with getting a little advice here and there. Just make sure that you're not sucking the living life out of them. People can be very sensitive when it comes to sharing their positivity with others. So when somebody is constantly whining and complaining about life -- that friend may very well need a break from you. I'm not saying this to be "mean" or "cruel" -- I'm saying this as a fact. Your friends are there to share in your happiness, laughter, as well as your hardships. But once the scale tips to where it's only hardships without the help of a professional -- how much more can that positive friend last?


So do yourself a favor, if you can't help yourself to balance out your own emotions, find a wonderful therapist who can assist you with all of your issues. Watch how your life turns around. Watch how your friends come back into your life. A depressed person repels the positive ones. A depressed person feeds off the positive, leaving the other person feeling very empty. It's important to know that if you do suffer from depression. I know, because I suffer from it too. I just realize how much it affects other people. It's a law. Not only try to be positive, but try to be around those who are positive too.

I hope this has helped in some way. I'm not downing anyone who suffers from anxiety and depression, because I have it too. I'm only sharing what I experience and what I have found that works best for me. Many people don't understand the level of pain and frustration that people go through who experience anxiety and depression. They just think it's 'another bad day' for us, when it's sometimes the end of the world in some cases. But you're not alone. And don't think that your happy-go-lucky neighbor, friend or co-worker has the perfect life. Sometimes anxiety and depression doesn't show up on the radar. Sometimes it's because they're putting on a facade, and other times, their anxiety and depression only shows up when they're alone. Everybody is different. Just because you have depression doesn't mean you look the part either. This is why many of my past therapists never believed me when I said I suffered with anxiety and depression. I didn't look the part. But isn't that judging a book by its cover?

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Monday, May 02, 2016

Threatening the Afterlife: Sharing Your Core Beliefs

While releasing a few comments from a previous post due to a ton of spam I get, I came across a commenter who said something pretty significant. She opened my eyes up to a different way of viewing religious views and discussions.

”When I struggle so much with a philosophical question about faith, I personally back away. The debate and discussion will, most likely, not bring you closer to peace. Seek the peace directly instead. There is a point where religious beliefs diverge, based on specific tenets -- but there are enough commonalities to love and appreciate. In the meantime, for me, none of that takes the place of deep prayer -- not even my own religion. My *beliefs* and *religion* are not enough. It is in my deep, prayerful search for God that I find some peace. I offer this with great humbleness.” -Mary Agnes Antonopoulos

Basically, when people talk about religious views and start having debates, there will never be peace. To find peace is to find your “God” from within and not from outside sources. I do believe that there will never be peace in debating about religion since there is absolutely no other proof than your faith alone and written scrolls from centuries ago that may prove something, but science will always bat it back down into the ground. Science and spirituality are like oil and water.

If you tell me I'm sinning, then prove it other than flipping through a 3,000 year old book that's been written by man, "inspired" by God, which has been translated and misinterpreted from the day it published.

So with that in mind, I’ve come to the conclusion that people are deathly afraid when someone else of another religion threatens their afterlife. Doesn’t that make more sense? I mean, picture this scenario: I say to you, “Oh you must be a writer and editor”, all the while your dreams and aspirations are to be a CPA or a stockbroker. Two different animals. You’d probably look at me and say, “But I’m not interested in writing or editing” - and I’d say the same to you if you told me to become a CPA or a stockbroker.  (I’d probably make much more money taking the CPA or stockbroking suggestion, but that’s neither here nor there.) Same with religion though: it’s our destination; it’s our afterlife. Don’t tamper with it. With that, I am learning to be strong in my own faith and in the process, being easier on those of lesser faith that of my own religion who believe in another faith or perhaps, believe in every religion. Even if it doesn’t make logical sense “to me” for someone to believe in every religion: it’s their thing. It’s their belief. It’s their destination. Leave it be.

I guess what I’ve been hearing all along is ringing true for me: take down the barriers of dogmatic views and see the human element instead of what’s been taught or driven into us most likely since childhood. For me, as a person with Christian faith, what is it to be “Jesus-like”? He accepted all who came to Him - even nonbelievers. So my point is, I will not defend my religion, my views, my beliefs and whatnot, but instead I will share them, as I’ve done. I will leave out the dismissal of other religions and will refuse to threaten someone else’s afterlife theory or belief. There are arguments about the Trinity itself: how can God, Jesus & the Holy Spirit be one? Each religion has its own complexities if the nonbeliever is hearing it from someone of its faith.

Perhaps if we stop questioning life, spirituality and all that’s entailed with living and “living for”, then we are in fact, dead in spirit. With the fact that there is no such thing as “scientific truth” to spirituality or religion, the questioning process is a never-ending one. What about theology? Who’s to say certain scriptures and scrolls weren’t written by man to control the masses? We’re human, we can be unruly and maybe by “threatening our afterlife” because of our past and current behaviors, religion had to be instilled in order to teach us “right” from “wrong”. What about yin and yang - the good and the bad - happiness and sadness? Without these polar opposites, there would be no pursuit to progress or to become “better people”. If someone has never experienced great sadness, quite possibly they’ll never get a chance to experience what it truly means to be genuinely “happy”. Gratitude from getting out of a negative or depressive situation leads to happiness and contentment if one chooses. You can also remain miserable and bitter and spiral downward from there. It's your choice.

In conclusion, I would like to share one of my favorite scriptures that goes hand-in-hand with today's post. I think you’ll find fascinating since it’s typically something a “religious” person would scowl at.

“Accept Christians (or people of other religions) who are weak in faith, and don’t argue with them about what they think is right or wrong. For instance, one person believes it is all right to eat anything. But another believer who has a sensitive conscience will eat only vegetables. Those who think it is all right to eat anything must not look down on those who won’t. And those who won’t eat certain foods must not condemn those who do, for God has accepted them. Who are you to condemn God’s servants? They are responsible to the Lord, so let him tell them whether they are right or wrong. The Lord’s power will help them do as they should. In the same way, some think one day is more holy than another day, while others think every day is alike. Each person should have a personal conviction about this matter.” ~Romans 14:1-5

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