This week, focus on dinnertime: share a meal with us, or shoot during your dinner hour. Blogger’s choice!
All my Followers/Subscribers recognize me and Stephen. The last few photos are of my Great Aunt Ellene Stewart on her 98th Birthday. If it is God’s Will my Great Aunt will be 100 years old at the end of December 2016!!
Pope Francis Takes 12 Refugees Back to Vatican After Trip to Greece
Proving that the Children of Abraham can Live in Peace! Also we must help each other no matter what race, skin color, ethnic group or religion! Pope Francis is showing the way!
This is what Jesus would do!!
Just because one group of people do something evil does not make all followers of that religion or a certain race evil.
If we applied the same logic to all the mass murders in America for the last 12 years we would have to ban all white man. The murderers of those children in a Ct. school a few Christmas’ ago, the person who shot worshipers at a Bible Study last year, the man who shot up the movie theater plus countless other mass killings were all white men! Now does that make all white males murderers? No! Of course not!
There are extremists in every religion. After all the United States still has the Ku Klux Klan, the Christian Identity Movement and the American Nazi Party. All of which claim to be Christians. I guess if they met Jesus they would lynch him also since Jesus was Jewish!
We need more Love, Peace, Understanding and Compassion in the world. Let’s stop making people into stereotypes just because they are a different faith than you or a different color than you!
Greetings Family and Friends!! My brother Stephen’s 55th Birthday Celebration is coming May 3rd. Two things I need.
Anyone in the NYC area who has a car who could help me pick up Stephen from his group home in Bellerose, Queens and bring him to Brownsville, Brooklyn would be much appreciated. Pick up May 1st. Return to Queens Residence May 4th. I will pay you for gas.
Stephen has Autism and I am his only living relative so I have no one else who can assist me.
Nov. 7th 2008 I had a minor stroke which affected my eyesight particularly the vision in my left eye. My eyesight is now 20/100 and I can no longer drive car. Retina surgery in Jan.2010 only partially corrected my vision problems.
I have always tried to be independent and do things on my own but as I’m getting older there are certain functions with which I need help. Those of you who have followed me for a while know that I struggle with my job, doing overtime and suffering the effects of standing for long hours on hard floors. Arthritis is no joke!!
Guess I’ve finally realized that I cannot do everything on my own. So I’m trying to establish a supportive network. Hopefully other people with developmentally disabled siblings with join with me.
Also Stephen loves sunglasses and key chains/rings. I’m collecting those and hope to put the key chains in a decorative jar for his special born day celebration. Plus baseball caps. Since Stephen is now bald he really loves baseball caps! 🙂
Please contact me via my email address.
Monetary Blessings/Donations can be made to my PayPal account using my email address: deborah.palmer280@gmail.com.
Misplaced. Lost but not forgotten. Every day they look for me. Divine Mother scours the land searching for her lost children. Crying because they are naught. Then once again she comes to the Island from whence the vessels filled with pale strangers cruelly kidnapped her young. Weeping. Wailing. Shrieking. Her gown is rent in two.
Taken
Then Divine Mother casts her gaze towards the wide waters. She hears the voices of her children calling her. Some from beneath the deep oceans. Others from strange lands.
She shall gather her children from distant shores and Ethiopia shall rise again.
There was a Gathering of Old Bones. Shall these dry bones live? Yes by Grace and Mercy.
Lost Tribes took in Lost Villages. Red and Black became one flesh. Pursued. Persecuted. Sometimes erased from this land only to resurface in another for in My Father’s House are many Mansions. Father God and Divine Mother call me forth to a plane of existence that the enemy can in no wise enter in.
Scented Sands. Gathered Aromas.
A Portly Golden Breeze scatters cosmic seeds into the oceans breath. Rescue my stolen children from alien Atlantic and Pacific waters. Yoruba and Jesus Dance together. The Goddess bestows her ritual Female powers. I am renewed. Orishas wash my soul.
Afroid Dreams of Salvation
We speak the language of old royal robes, the talking drums, painted faces, warrior chants…….
The Caramel, Sienna, Midnight Prodigal Daughter returns home. Indigo children reside on Astral planes, valleys, visions, 4th dimensional planets, solar systems, galaxies known only to the Enlightened Ancients.
The Misplaced Children of Africa have returned home. Lost no more. Egypt. Ethiopia. Ghana. Kenya. Nigeria. Mozambique. Togo. Mali. Namibia. Botswana. South Africa. All Nubian Kingdoms claim your Peoples from throughout the Diaspora. Baptize me in the Nile. Black Mother Moses I am Yours.
Thus says the LORD: “Keep your voice from weeping, and your eyes from tears, for there is a reward for your work, declares the LORD, and they shall come back from the land of the enemy. Jeremiah 31:16
“A voice is heard in Ramah, weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more.” Matthew 2:18